Chapter 1270: Natural Selection
Qingyangzi's helplessness, isn't it Wang Le's helplessness?
When he got along with the old guy Xiao Zhixuan day and night in the mysterious army for nearly three years, Wang Le never saw through each other, and his body was shrouded in a mysterious aura from beginning to end.
Because of this, Wang Le was more or less affected, so that in the circle of Sijiu City, everyone's impression of him was moody, unpredictable, and unpredictable.
"Senior, why is the old guy nicknamed Yunlong Jiuxian?" Wang Le's heart moved, and he asked with interest.
I saw Qingyangzi smile and asked, "You ask me, who do I ask?"
Wang Le: "............"
At this time, Qingyangzi said again: "You have to understand one thing, that is, Xiao Zhixuan has lived too long, and the title of Yunlong Jiuxian was there when he debuted, and the time is long, and there are very few of my juniors who can know it, maybe the poor master will know one or two." ”
Then Qingyangzi changed his words and continued: "In the martial arts world, if a martial artist has his own nickname, most of them are heroes who call the wind and rain, and this nickname basically represents his most powerful martial arts. ”
Speaking of this, Qingyangzi still didn't stop, and said: "Don't mention it from afar, just say the title of Hanruoshui Nanhua Blood Sword, you can understand the means by which he can exert his strongest combat power, if there are no exceptions, it must be the sword in his hand." ”
Wang Le couldn't help but nodded, before this, Qingyangzi had said that Nanhuaguan was the most powerful, not weaker than the inheritance of other top sects in the martial arts world today, that is, the inheritance of the sword.
And Han Ruoshui is the true inheritance of the inheritance of the Nanhua Guan Sword, and carries it forward and walks out of its own way, so as to sonic shock the martial arts world, and is a hegemon-level figure feared by all parties!
Just when Wang Le was thinking about it, he saw Qingyangzi say thoughtfully: "The title of Yunlong Jiuxian can remind the poor Dao of only the old guy's former sect Wanxiangzong, the disciple who has obtained the mantle of his true inheritance, everyone has a mysterious divine beast tattooed on his body, and among them is a real dragon tattoo." ”
After a pause, Qingyangzi said again: "I once heard Shizun mention in a casual conversation that the inheritance of the Wanxiang Sect is somewhat related to the demon clan, which is very weird and difficult. ”
"Oh?" Wang Le couldn't help but show surprise, Qingyangzi's statement had never been heard before, it was quite novel.
"However, Xiao Zhixuan is an outcast of the Wanxiang Sect, and the Wanxiang Sect has long since disappeared a long time ago, and now the juniors in the martial arts world basically don't know that there is a sect called the Wanxiang Sect that once existed, and it is still a top sect. ”
When Qingyangzi said this, he couldn't help but feel a lot of emotion.
Success or failure turns empty, the green mountains are still there, and the sunset is red several times. How many things in ancient and modern times are laughing and talking.
"The vicissitudes of life, I don't know how many Taoist inheritances declined, and finally annihilated in the long river of history and forgotten by future generations. ”
Qingyangzi muttered to himself, the huge whirlpool-shaped safety passage in front of him, emitting a soft white light that was no longer as dazzling as before, shining on Lao Dao's face, and its old outline couldn't help but make Wang Le's heart touch.
"Predecessors, natural selection, has been the case since ancient times, so there is no need to be emotional. ”
Wang Le took Qingyangzi's words and said what he thought.
Qingyangzi smiled, waved the sleeves of his half-worn Taoist robe, cleaned up the fluctuating messy emotions in his heart, and then reminded: "Boy, remember what Poor Dao once said, that is, the most important thing is to live, as long as you don't die halfway, your future achievements are limitless, understand?"
At this time, I saw Wang Le humming, and then bowed solemnly, and said: "Thank you seniors for helping me all the way, the kid is unforgettable in this life!"
Qingyangzi calmly accepted it and laughed: "Okay, you kid don't forget what you said today, then Guiruguan will also be your eternal backing!"
After finishing speaking, Qingyangzi waved his hand, and an invisible force helped Wang Le in front of him to stand up straight.
"Let's go, I hope to enter the martial arts world before dawn to avoid attracting the attention of outsiders, thus adding unnecessary trouble. ”
After Qingyangzi finished speaking, without waiting for Wang Le to react, he grabbed his arm like lightning in an instant, and then his body turned into an afterimage, and he rushed towards the whirlpool-shaped safety passage in front of him without any further delay.
When Qingyangzi dragged Wang Le like two insignificant pebbles, he instantly threw himself into the safe passage that appeared in the form of a giant whirlpool after the cliff wall cracked, emitting a bright white light.
At the same time, at the moment when the two of them rushed into the safe passage, Qingyangzi followed and reached out from the sleeve of the robe with a big empty hand and grabbed it into the void.
Immediately, I saw that the adult-sized palm-sized, patin-green metal token that had been thrown into the passage appeared out of thin air very abruptly, and then flew into Qingyangzi's big hand.
Then, without waiting for Wang Le to see the appearance of the token clearly, Lao Dao did not hesitate to put it into the sleeve of the Taoist robe, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.
Qingyangzi saw Wang Le's mouth, he couldn't help but smile, and said: "Boy, this token is the key to open the safe passage of the Guiru Temple, in addition to the poor road, the other piece is collected by the old man, so don't have any curiosity." ”
Wang Le smiled slightly and didn't ask any more questions, and then a pair of eyes looked at this safe passage with curiosity.
The giant passage with a diameter of more than 50 meters is like an undersea tunnel in the world, but because of the changing white light, it looks even more gorgeous and wonderful.
After all, there are so few disciples in Guiruguan Temple, just like building a highway in a small county town with a small population, obviously four lanes are enough to use, and the result is so great that it is too exaggerated to make an exaggerated twelve-lane one. ”
I saw Qingyangzi replied unimpressedly: "This safe passage was opened up when it was the strongest and glorious in the history of the Guiru Temple, and I learned from the ancient books in the Guanzhong that the Guixu View at that time was not as ignorant as it is today, but was bent on dominating the martial arts world, and was known as the disciple of 100,000 disciples." ”
"Eh, 100,000 disciples!" Wang Le couldn't help but let out a smack, and said with a look of amazement.
"It is precisely because of this that a giant safe passage was opened up at that time, so don't make a fuss about you kid," Qingyangzi said with a smile.
After a pause, Qingyangzi said again: "If you can get out of the quagmire of the martial arts world and finally become a hidden sect, then it must have a glorious and turbulent glorious years, so that it has enough strength, otherwise, it will not have this qualification at all." ”