He Has a Dragon

Jiyang saw Wang Le's expression of mourning and thought that his grandson's journey to martial arts was too long and bumpy!

So he comforted him with some humor: "You are still young, don't be discouraged so early, just take your time. Besides, with grandpa here, I can point out some detours in martial arts that you should not take in time. :///"

Wang Le put away the resentment in his heart, forced a smile, nodded and replied: "My grandson knows that he will definitely live up to grandpa's expectations."

Ji Yang made a satisfied sound and was about to turn around and leave the study. At this moment, Wang Le slapped his head and said, "How could I forget this?"

"What's wrong?" Ji Yang paused and looked at Wang Le and asked.

Young Master Wang chuckled and said, "My grandson gambled on a piece of glass imperial green jade some time ago in Nanyun."

Before he finished speaking, Ji Yang quickly interrupted and asked, "Is this piece of glass emperor green jade still there?"

Wang Le was startled for a moment, then shook his head and replied: "My grandson was just about to ask you why glass-type imperial green jade is the same as the source stone, and it contains abilities that can help with cultivation."

Ji Yang was startled and interrupted Wang Le again to ask: "You guys won't use this piece of jade as the source stone to practice, will you?"

"Uh!" Wang Le showed a hint of surprise, then nodded and replied: "That's right, my grandson discovered that glass imperial green jade can speed up his cultivation, so he used it. Grandpa, what's wrong? Could it be glass? Is there a more important purpose for growing imperial green jade?"

Seeing the innocent expression on Wang Le's face, Ji Yang really hated the fact that iron cannot become steel. He could only look up to the sky and sigh: "It is a shameful waste to waste natural resources!"

Immediately, Ji Yang looked at Wang Le helplessly and depressedly and said: "Don't ask why anymore, you will know what you have done to make someone strike like lightning!"

Jiyang then thought about it again and gave a rough idea: "This is a rare material for refining weapons. The newly dug glass Emperor Green has enough spirituality to refine fine magical weapons."

"Weapon refining?" Wang Le asked doubtfully.

Ji Yang glared at the opponent angrily and asked: "How can I fight with someone without weapons? Do I always use my fists?"

"Uh!" Wang Le was speechless for a moment, but he muttered in his heart: "I have always used fists, and I haven't seen Li Mubai and the others use any weapons."

Ji Yang seemed to see through Mr. Wang’s psychological activities.

He said with disdain: "Magical weapons cannot be used by those of you who are in the innate realm. At least you have to wait until you reach the Xuan level and your innate power is pure and can be called magic power. Only then can you be qualified and able to use magic." device."

After a pause, Ji Yang continued: "Actually, Xuanjie is also called the stage of raising weapons. Boy, you can't understand these now. You can only do it when you get to that stage."

After finishing speaking, Ji Yang Taoist waved his sleeves and turned around to walk out of the study.

This made Wang Le, who was still shameless to ask, immediately feel embarrassed, and then he stopped asking any more, because after his grandfather's explanation about martial arts training, Mr. Wang already understood that the martial arts training system was too complicated, and he would say for a while unclear.

As his mind wandered, Wang Le knew that if he wanted to have a more comprehensive and in-depth understanding of the martial arts training system, he could only wait until his grandfather took him to Nanhua Temple.

Wang Le believes that in Nanhua Temple, as long as he can think patiently and be serious enough, even if he cannot fully understand the martial arts training system, he will be able to see the whole thing and be aware of it.

But my martial arts training is incompatible with the martial arts training system my grandfather mentioned! ! !

When Young Master Wang thought of this, not only did he have a headache, but his balls also ached.

In this way, Young Master Wang respectfully sent his grandfather out of the study with a feeling of sadness.

Li Mubai, who was waiting in the living room, had already drank two cups of tea and was chatting wordlessly with Ning Bizhi and Mu Xiyan who were resting.

But Li Mubai's mind was not in the living room at all.

Because until he came to Xiao Yuanfang today, Li Mubai didn't know about the relationship between his junior uncle and Wang Le.

So last night, when his junior uncle asked him to inform Wang Le that he was going to visit Xiao Yuanfang's home, he felt very strange.

And this doubt, Li Mubai didn't understand until noon today, when he heard Wang Le call Junior Uncle Grandpa. No wonder Junior Junior Uncle and Wang Le chatted so happily when they first met.

"If Hu Qian and Lu Xuan knew that their junior uncle was Wang Le's grandfather, their faces would definitely look wonderful!"

When thinking of this, Li Mubai felt a little gloating and muttered silently in his heart.

Just when Li Mubai was a little distracted, thinking about the relationship between his junior uncle and Wang Le, the two parties came into the living room one after another.

When the three people sitting on the sofa saw this, they all stood up one after another.

At this time, Li Mubai suppressed what he was thinking and pointed at Wangcai, who was sleeping at the door of the living room. Then he looked at Young Master Wang and asked him with a strange look on his face: "Wang Le, you really don't know how to do this." Are you raising it as a dog?"

"Eh!" Ji Yang followed the direction of Li Mubai's finger and saw Wangcai, making a sound of surprise.

Seeing that his grandfather and Li Mubai seemed to know the origin of Wangcai, Wang Le smiled and replied to Li Mubai: "The Wangcai dog doesn't look like a dog, and a wolf doesn't look like a wolf. Instead, it looks a bit like a cat. But don't tell me it's a tiger." .”

Before Li Mubai could reply, Ji Yang took over and said, "It is the tiger."

"ah?"

As soon as they finished speaking, Ning Bizhi and Mu Xiyan made a sound of surprise. At the same time, they looked at Wangcai who was at the door, full of doubts, because they really could see that this little guy had some domineering aura in him!

Wangcai, who was sleeping, immediately woke up with his white hair on end under the glances of everyone in the living room, and then ran away in a swish.

At this time, Li Mubai explained to Wang Le and the other three: "Uncle Master is right. Wangcai is indeed a tiger. It's just that he has hereditary albinism and has mutated to become like this. Moreover, his body will not change in the future." As it grows, its length will never exceed twenty centimeters, and it will always be this big.”

After a pause, Li Mubai continued: "Tigers like Wangcai are rare in ancient and modern times. Because their bodies are small and their weight is very light, they can be held up by an adult's palm, so they are called tigers in the palm of their hands."

At the end, Li Mubai said with a smile: "The tiger in the palm is very similar to the legendary ancient beast, so it has represented good luck since ancient times."

As Li Mubai spoke, he congratulated Mr. Wang Le and Ning Bizhi.

Then everyone gathered around Ji Yang and left the living room, walked through the yard and came to the door.

"Xiao Le, the tiger in your palm needs to be raised well. Having it by your side will increase the master's luck."

Before getting in the car, Ji Yang pulled Wang Le aside alone and whispered.

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