He Has a Dragon

After Ning Bizhi left the table, everyone ate, drank and chatted for a while, and this very enjoyable dinner ended quickly. Bi·qi·Chinese·Wen·Net·First·Posted

Because Xiao Yuanfang had a visiting group from abroad to meet in the afternoon and couldn't refuse, so he drank tea with Ji Yang in the study, then asked Wang Leduo to accompany him, and then hurried out the door.

After Xiao Yuanfang left, Jiyang also asked Li Mubai to exit the study, leaving only Young Master Wang sitting on the sofa opposite.

As for Miss Mu, she had already known enough not to follow her into the study.

"When I came at noon, grandpa saw this real dragon tattoo on your chest and back at the door. It seems that you learned this kung fu from that mysterious army."

Ji Yang put down the tea cup in his hand and said to Wang Le with a serious and solemn expression.

Wang Le, who was sitting on the sofa with his head down and drinking tea leisurely, couldn't help but pause when he heard his grandfather telling him where he was. He looked up at Ji Yang and was immediately relieved, because the old guy knew that Ji Yang was a group of outsiders. If they exist, then they are probably the same kind of people.

Coupled with the fact that Qing Fengzi, the military doctor of the mysterious army, his master is an outsider, it proves this even more.

However, what makes Wang Le strange is that from the tone of his adoptive father Xiao Yuanfang, it can be seen that No. 1 trusts the old guy more than his grandfather.

"Grandpa, do you know the leader of the mysterious army?"

While thinking about it, Wang Le still asked, although he had already guessed that Ji Yang knew the old guy.

Jiyang did not mince his words, but said frankly: "Although he and I are not the same people, we have known each other in the early years, and we have worked together and fought side by side."

"Not a fellow-minded person?"

Wang Le suddenly felt a little interesting and couldn't help but ask.

Ji Yang chuckled and said nonchalantly: "Because he is an abandoned disciple of his master, so he has not had much contact with us and is not considered a fellow traveler."

"Uh!" Wang Le was a little dazed. This was the first time he knew that the old guy was an abandoned disciple.

This can't help but make Young Master Wang a little unhappy. How can he say that he is also the old guy's apprentice?

The masters have become disciples and abandoned disciples.

Then who am I as a disciple? ? Rootless Piaoping?

"Why?" Wang Le wanted to know the reason and continued to ask his grandfather.

Ji Yang shook his head calmly and replied: "Everyone sweeps the snow in front of the door, and doesn't care about the frost on other people's tiles. What's more, abandoning a disciple is a very taboo thing in the sect. How can outsiders know about it, and only the person involved can know about it?" He, his master and a few other high-level officials only know about it.”

After a pause, Ji Yang continued: "Besides, his seniority is much higher than my grandfather's. Even the people who knew him back then may not be alive in this world anymore."

At this point, Ji Yang looked a little strange, and added, "No one must know, because his sect has declined and been destroyed."

"What? No more?" Wang Le looked surprised and blurted out and continued to ask.

Ji Yang nodded and said: "I once heard from the elders of the sect that it disappeared overnight. On the foundation, there were only broken beams and broken tiles after burning. Everyone was dead, and now they are all overgrown. The weeds turned into a barren land, so ominous that even wild animals did not dare to stay there.”

"Uh!" Wang Le was a little dumbfounded. He didn't expect that the old guy was so unlucky that his sect was wiped out. If he had to be involved, Wang Le could be regarded as a disciple and grandson of this sect!

"Grandpa, what's the name of that sect?"

After being stunned for about ten seconds, Wang Le finally asked the name of the sect.

"Wanxiang Sect!" Jiyang said the name of the sect very briefly, and then said with some pity: "It was also a sect that was very popular back then, but it collapsed overnight, alas!"

After a pause, Ji Yang looked at Wang Le and continued: "If he hadn't seen the real dragon tattooed on your body, grandpa would not have seen through your origins, because according to legend, the true disciple of Wanxiang Sect, that is, The core disciples who have accepted the highest inheritance all have ancient mythical beasts tattooed on their bodies.”

Having said this, he didn't say any more, but Ji Yang's expression changed, he looked at Wang Le with a half-smile, and asked: "Guess which mythical beast Xiao Zhixuan has tattooed on his body?"

Wang Le was speechless. Why was he guessing again?

"Grandpa, how do you know that your grandson has never seen his tattoo before, so you have to let your grandson guess?" Wang Le avoided answering and asked.

Jiyang chuckled and said: "Of course I know that you have never seen my grandson, because he is an abandoned disciple of Wanxiang Sect, so the skin of the divine beast tattooed on his body was peeled off before he was kicked out of the master."

"Uh!" Wang Le couldn't help but squeak his teeth, skinning? The punishment of this master is really harsh!

No wonder the old guy's methods are so perverted. It seems there is a reason. As the saying goes, just like the master, there is the same kind of disciple.

The old guy is like this, and Wang Le has also become a pervert.

At this time, Jiyang didn't wait for Wang Le to guess, and gave the answer directly, saying: "He also has a dragon on his body. It can be seen that he loves and values ​​your grandson very much. Otherwise, he wants to get a real tattoo." Dragon beast, this is impossible."

Wang Le felt warm in his heart, but he still sneered and said with a smile: "Back then, my grandson was trained to death by him and almost lost his life. Is there anyone who loves him so much? Humph!"

Ji Yang looked deeply at Wang Le, with a smile on his lips, and asked: "If it weren't for this, would you be able to achieve the innate realm of martial arts today?

"Uh!" Wang Le was asked and didn't know what to answer, so he was speechless.

"Okay, grandson, don't be so stubborn with your mouth. You must always be grateful to him in your heart! Because the eyes can't deceive people."

Ji Yang stared into Wang Le's eyes and laughed.

"Grandpa, how do you know he also has a dragon on his body?"

At this time, Wang Le looked at Ji Yang and asked curiously.

I saw Ji Yang replying: "Didn't Grandpa just say that because of our cooperation, I fought side by side with him, so of course I know a little more about some things than outsiders."

Immediately, Ji Yang continued with a hint of envy: "He is a miracle and a role model. It is not an exaggeration to say that he is the idol of us martial arts people."

"How do you say it?" Wang Le asked curiously.

At this moment, he saw Ji Yang's narrow red phoenix eyes, full of strange brilliance, and slowly replied: "Because he can always find a way to survive. No one knows how long he can live!"

Wang Le did not show any surprise, because as a disciple, he had a deep understanding of the old guy's terror, even better than his grandfather.

"You have to know that the road to martial arts is like sailing against the current. If you don't advance, you will retreat. Time is the most important. No matter how poor your qualifications are, as long as you have enough time, you will one day be able to enter a deeper realm."

As Jiyang spoke, he couldn't help but show sadness, because he was already old.

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