He Has a Dragon

Everyone was a little speechless at Wang Le's appearance of changing the subject as if nothing had happened. 【First release】

At this time, Wang Le smiled and said: "Last night, she said that she had no class this morning and wanted to come to her. Where did this person go?"

Seeing Mu Xihu reply: "Third uncle is not in good health recently, she accompanied mother to the hospital."

Before he finished speaking, Wang Le's cell phone in his coat pocket rang again, and when he opened it, he saw it was a message.

"Come to Red Wall, things have been prepared for you."

Seeing the content of the message, Wang Le was refreshed and his face showed joy. Then he put away his mobile phone and said to the old man, "Grandpa, let me borrow your special car."

Mr. Mu asked suspiciously, "Why do you want my car?"

Wang Le chuckled and said: "The old guy is looking for me, he has to go inside the red wall, there is no special car, I'm afraid I won't be able to get in."

"Then let Chen Sheng drive you there in my car." Seeing that the old guy was looking for Wang Le, Mr. Mu agreed without thinking.

Immediately without further delay, Chen Sheng drove Wang Le in the old man's special car, left Lianya Garden and drove towards the red wall.

Twenty minutes later, because it was Mr. Mu's special car, and the old guy had already said hello in advance, the security personnel just checked the car briefly, let the car go, and entered the red wall.

When they came to the other courtyard where the old guy lived, Chen Sheng didn't get out of the car, but waited in the car. Wang Le opened the door and walked out from the co-pilot's seat.

When Wang Le pushed open the half-opened courtyard door and entered, the old guy stood in the courtyard with his hands behind his back and waited.

When Wang Le walked up to the old guy, he saw the other party and said: "This ancient method is a defensive technique, called the Vajra Glazed Shield. When it reaches its peak, it can prevent heavy blows from innate masters. Of course, the bullets are even more powerful. It's a no-brainer."

After hearing the old guy's words, Wang Le frowned, always felt that something was wrong, and said: "Cultivation to Dacheng, what does this mean? Is this also divided into stages?"

The fine lines at the corners of the old guy's eyes twitched, he nodded and replied: "That's right, for such ancient martial arts, the level of cultivation is generally divided into small success, great success and perfect."

"Then how long does it take to cultivate to a great success?" Wang Le felt as if he had been tricked again.

I saw a cunning flash in the old guy's eyes,

Said: "It's easy to get started, but the more you practice, the more difficult it will be. As for how long it takes to practice to achieve great success, it depends on your fortune."

After a pause, the old guy continued to say solemnly: "It took me seven years to cultivate to Dacheng, and then another ten years to reach Consummation."

"Damn it, you old pervert are cheating on me again!"

As soon as Wang Le heard the number of seven years and ten years, he immediately became angry, and couldn't help cursing.

When the old guy saw Wang Le's distraught look, he was immediately relieved, he was so happy, he finally let this kid eat and hold back, all along, this little bastard couldn't stop smacking my face, just look at the sample of him being cheated Son, have a great heart!

"Since you dislike the fact that it took too long to cultivate the vajra glass cover, it means that you don't need it anymore." The old guy joked with a half-smile.

Seeing Wang Le quickly said: "I need it, I need it, of course I need it."

The old guy's face finally couldn't hold back and he smiled, and he took out a folded white paper from his arms and handed it to Wang Le, and said angrily: "You kid has never taken advantage of it, He is the master of the bastard."

Wang Le took the paper that recorded the Vajra Glass Cover, and stuffed it into his pocket without looking at it.

At this moment, Wang Dashao looked at the old guy with eyes full of resentment and said: "Apart from you, is there any master in this world who specializes in doing immoral things to deceive apprentices?!"

The old guy smiled coldly, squinted his eyes, and said, "Xiao has trained so many junior soldiers, who is there like you, a little bastard, who specializes in slapping Master in the face?"

Wang Le curled his lips, and said casually: "Isn't it just that you defeated your mantle, and besides, you took the initiative to come to the door, put your face forward, and beat the young master. Who can blame this?"

"Hey, you are so forgetful, Mr. Xiao remembers all the things in the past!" The old guy said with a reminding tone with a smile.

As soon as the words fell, Wang Le Gu said to the left and right: "When will your teacher and junior leave Beijing?"

The old guy was used to this guy's thick skin, so he didn't expose it, and replied, "Leave immediately."

Wang Le was taken aback for a moment, a look of reluctance flashed in his eyes, and he said, "Why don't you stay for a few more days?"

At this time, the old guy lost his smile, sighed, looked up into the sky, and murmured, "Time is running out, hurry up."

In an instant, Wang Le's eyes turned red. He didn't know whether this farewell would lead to a separation between heaven and man forever. The sadness in his heart, he didn't know how to express it for a while, and fell into silence.

At this time, Wang Le lowered his head unconsciously, as if he had lost all strength, because in Wang Le's life, the old guy was his strict father, and under his stick, he trained himself to be the best fighter, At the same time, the old guy is also a grandfather. During the three years in the army, he cared about and cared for himself.

Gradually, tears dripped from Wang Le's eyes, he was afraid that he would never see this old man again.

Relief flashed in the old guy's cloudy eyes. Perhaps in the eyes of the enemy, this disciple who was born as an orphan was indifferent and ruthless. Besides, this disciple's personality was always complicated and changeable. He couldn't see clearly, but he knew that what this disciple longed for most was family affection.

Although this most gifted disciple would always be ignorant of the rules and would always make fun of him as a master, but he knew that this disciple really cared about him.

Because of the birth of an orphan, he did not enjoy the family affection that ordinary children have from birth. He lacked the understanding of family affection since he was a child, let alone how to express it, so he always panicked in front of himself, like a naughty child. Want to get your attention.

Thinking of this, the old guy felt sore, reached out and patted Wang Le's shoulder, and said softly, "Son, don't cry."

With his head down, Wang Le wiped his tears with his hand, raised his head, and said with a smile: "You must live another hundred years!"

The old guy was startled, and then he burst out laughing.

At this moment, Qilin who was in the room came out and saw the master laughing, and the old man's stooped body straightened in Shala.

That laughter, that aura bursting out of his body, was like a waking ancient giant beast roaring in conquest, with the overbearing arrogance of swallowing thousands of miles like a tiger!

Looking at the old man in front of him, Wang Le suddenly remembered that night in the Hall of Supreme Harmony, he saw the other party sitting on the dragon chair of the Golden Luan Hall through the eyes of the delusion-breaking method, like a high-ranking god king, his eyes were full of ants

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