He Has a Dragon

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There was nothing to say all night, and when Wang Le woke up the next morning, he could feel that the injury was finally healed. Copy this address to browse http://www.biqi.me/

After breakfast, saying hello to Ning Bizhi and Lulu, he left the residence in the special car that Xiao Yuanfang had specially left behind, and headed towards the Red Wall, an important place in the capital.

Twenty minutes later, because it was Xiao Yuanfang's special car, he drove straight in without going through a lot of checks.

Those who can live inside the red walls of the capital are all great political giants, and only people like Xiao Yuanfang can live there. It's just that Xiao Yuanfang has always been used to living alone, so he didn't move in.

Among them, the Su family also lived in the Red Wall for many years until Su Zhendong retired. It stands to reason that even if he retires, the Su family can live in the Red Wall, but Su Zhendong resolutely moved out. The real reason must be inexplicable to outsiders.

Being able to live inside the red wall is the most prominent characteristic of power at its peak.

Those family members who come out of the red wall compound, even if they are fools, are top-notch figures in the circle of children in the capital, and are sought after by countless people. It is best to use an old Hokkien saying, they all shout that water can freeze Master.

Closer to home, this is the second time in Wang Le's life that he has entered the Red Wall. The last time was when he met Xiao Yuanfang for the first time many years ago.

The mission that Wang Le carried out that time was not exactly an army mission, because the soldiers of the mysterious army were not allowed to enter the hinterland of the country during their service, so it was the old guy's private commission.

It is also because of this entrustment that Wang Le knew that the old guy's surname was Xiao, and that he came from the same clan as Xiao Yuanfang. Back then, Xiao Yuanfang was on the cusp of being attacked by suppressed interest groups. .

As the ancestor of Xiao Yuanfang's clan, the old fellow would certainly not sit idly by, so he sent Wang Le to Xiao Yuanfang's side to protect his safety.

"Young Master Wang, we're here."

When Wang Le recalled the days when he met Xiao Yuanfang, the driver said respectfully.

"Thanks."

Wang Le put away the past in his mind, thanked him with a smile, then opened the car door and walked down.

The door of the small courtyard was not closed, it was half-closed, Wang Le pushed it lightly and walked in.

"The tea in this colorful world smells like red dust, are you used to drinking it?"

Wang Le saw the old guy sitting in front of the stone table enjoying his tea,

laughed and joked.

"Wild tea knows tranquility. It's a little boring after a long time. It's not bad to change to the scented tea in the world of mortals, and recall the turmoil of the wind, forest and fire sea back then."

The old guy drank the tea in the teacup and replied with a smile.

At this time, Wang Le came to the old guy, knelt down on the ground and kowtowed three times, saying: "Student pays respects to Master."

Qilin who just came out of the house saw Wang Le being so respectful, with a strange look on his face. According to the previous senior's performance, he thought that this guy didn't know how to write the word "respecting teachers and respecting morals" at all? !

There was a look of relief in the old guy's eyes, but he opened his mouth and scolded a little angrily: "I thought you, a little bastard, left the army, and you were so drunk and dreamy all day that you forgot that there is still me as a master!"

Wang Le smiled, stood up and said: "You are always in the boy's heart, but you are an immortal monument, how can you forget, how dare you forget."

"Eh!" Qilin, who was walking towards his teacher, almost sat down on the ground with his feet mixed with garlic, and couldn't help but said silently: "What this guy said is really fucking bad!"

The old guy acted as if he didn't hear Wang Le's words, and motioned for him to sit down.

Wang Le nodded to Qilin, then sat down on the stone bench, then reached out to pick up the teapot on the stone table, first filled the empty teacup in front of the old guy with tea, and then took a clean one for himself The tea cup is poured on.

"Well, this Biluochun is pretty good, I have to take some back later." Wang Lepin took a sip and said with a smile that didn't look out of place at all.

The old guy ignored Wang Le's witty words and asked, "Aside from visiting me, an old man, what else do you want to do today?"

Wang Le raised his eyebrows habitually, put down the teacup in his hand, and replied straight to the point: "Of course I want to know what's going on with the innate power you've been talking about."

Qilin next to him cheered up, looked at his mentor, and waited for his old man's answer.

Seeing the old guy ponder for a while, he said: "The so-called innate power is a sign of the distinction between acquired and innate in martial arts."

"Martial arts can also be divided into innate and acquired?" Wang Le heard this concept for the first time, and couldn't help asking curiously.

The old guy nodded and said: "That's right, the acquired practice is only to stabilize the foundation of martial arts, and only when you practice enough can you get a glimpse of the innate realm."

After a pause, the old guy continued to explain: "This is only a glimpse of the innate realm, and you cannot achieve martial arts innate talent, because you must cultivate your own innate strength before you can advance to the innate realm."

"How to cultivate innate strength, in addition to the previously mentioned need to stabilize the foundation of martial arts, it also requires talent and opportunities."

Speaking of which, the old guy glanced at Wang Le who was listening intently, and sighed inexplicably: "Your talent is the highest I've ever seen an old man. As for the so-called opportunity, it's shit luck, you It’s never been worse than this.”

"Eh!" Wang Le scratched his head. He still hasn't figured out how the innate power in his body appeared. The most likely reason is that the dragon tattoo on his body has changed. The ability to give oneself the ability to dispel delusion is accompanied by it from time to time.

At this time, the old guy showed doubts in his eyes and said: "But the innate power in your body is different from the innate power I understand."

"How do you say?" Wang Le looked at the other party and asked.

The old guy shook his head and said: "The main function of innate power is to increase the combat power of warriors. As for healing other people's injuries, although it is possible, it is not that exaggerated, but your innate power can heal the snake's old wounds. It really surprised me."

"When I was examining the wounds in the snake's body, because your innate power has such a powerful medical effect, I almost lost my sight. I didn't realize that the power remaining in the snake's body was the innate power."

"Last night, the innate power in your body was able to resist Qilin's two sure-kill punches. I was really sure it was the innate power."

After the old guy finished speaking, he looked at Wang Le and couldn't help but ask: "What kind of shit luck did you step on to create such a unique innate power?"

"The kid really doesn't know what's going on, but suddenly there is something in his body."

Wang Le's face suddenly turned bitter, and he felt helpless, this time he was really not acting, it was coming from the bottom of his heart.

"Eh!" Qilin standing behind the old guy looked at Wang Le suspiciously, not believing it at all.

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