When Wang Le heard Han Ruoshui say this, he couldn't help but feel moved. He was thinking of telling the other party about Qingyangzi coming to Beijing. Perhaps when he removes the enemy for the old guy next, Han Ruoshui can help.

But before he could say anything, Han Ruoshui changed his mind and said with a smile: "But this trouble is limited to the scope of Sijiu City."

Wang Le: ""

At this time, Han Ruoshui left the Grand Master's chair and stood up, walked around the desk and walked to Wang Le, who was a little disappointed, but had no emotion on his face, and explained: "I need to be in charge of this Sijiu City. My responsibilities are dependent, and I cannot stay away for a moment."

Li Mubai, who stood up with Han Ruoshui, looked at Wang Le enviously, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart: "What kind of luck did this kid go? The master explained to him so patiently that in Nanhuaguan, even the head and the junior uncle would not have such a blessing."

Wang Le is also a wise person. Now seeing Han Ruoshui explaining specifically, although the disappointment in his heart is inevitable, he can better understand the other party's difficulties, so he replied with a smile: "Master, don't worry, you believe that you can handle the things you want to solve."

Han Ruoshui smiled, patted Wang Le on the shoulder, and said with satisfaction: "The sword is sharpened. Only by not afraid of challenges and facing difficulties can one temper oneself and make the achieved martial arts cultivation fully utilized when fighting against others."

After saying that, Han Ruoshui slowly walked to the window of the study again, with his back to Wang Le and Li Mubai, and continued with a tone of a discipline: "If you have the cultivation level of martial arts, but because you only know how to practice, don't hear about things outside the window, and have never fought with others, then the combat power shown will be greatly reduced. If you are not careful, you will be killed by someone with lower martial arts skills than yours."

"It's like a car, it has the best engine, but because other accessories are very poor and ordinary, the engine with a speed of 300 yards per hour actually ran only more than 100 yards."

"Uh" Wang Le and Li Mubai couldn't help but feel speechless. They didn't expect that Han Ruoshui, who was very old-fashioned and indifferent, would give such a vivid and interesting metaphor.

Then Han Ruoshui continued to say, "The realm of martial arts cultivation is the foundation, so the next step is to have enough practical experience. Only by constantly experiencing killing and fighting can we walk more steadily on the road of martial arts without any shortcomings."

"And the battle competition with different opponents, especially the killing that only goes between life and death, will also improve your understanding and understanding of martial arts, break through the bottleneck, and speed up your own cultivation speed."

"This is also an important reason why the martial arts world has been prosperous so far, rather than building their own businesses and focusing on improving their martial arts cultivation. Of course, another reason is that in order to compete for cultivation resources, the martial arts world's large and small sects have been fighting endlessly."

Speaking of this, Han Ruoshui, who was standing in front of the windowsill, turned to look at Wang Le, and his eyes were filled with fierce light and said in a deep voice: "Boy, you must remember that you should not have a woman's kindness in the martial arts world. In order to cultivate resources, you must do everything possible to kill all the enemies who compete with you for resources."

After a pause, Han Ruoshui looked at Wang Le deeply and sneered: "Even if one day I, Nanhua Blood Sword, compete with you for cultivation resources, you must remember that you must not be rude, otherwise your death will come."

"Uh" Wang Le's body first stiffened, and then returned to nature.

At this time, he saw his eyes slowly narrowing, staring at Han Ruoshui without any hesitation, and a trace of his mouth hung up to make Li Mubai next to him smile with a strange smile in his heart, and then said lightly: "Even my grandfather can't do it."

"Hiss" Li Mubai, who was standing aside, couldn't help but take a breath of cold air

At this moment, Li Mubai looked at Wang Le with incredible horror. He didn't expect this guy to say such a ruthless word that was so ruthless and even destroyed.

"I'm so stupid, this guy is just a lunatic, a pervert, and he's a fucking devil."

He took a step back unconsciously, and Li Mubai cursed in his heart.

Today, Li Mubai truly realized that Wang Le is so terrible, cold and heartless, inhumane evil side

Thinking of this, Li Mubai couldn't help but look at Han Ruoshui standing in front of the windowsill, and a sudden look flashed in his eyes.

Because he finally understood why the master looked at Wang Le so admirably and loved him very much. It turned out that these two were all the same as each other.

"These madmen who walk on the path of killing are indeed the legendary killing machines that are inhumane."

Li Mubai swallowed his saliva and thought, at this time, his whole body was covered with goose bumps. Now the temperature in the room was drifting sharply because of the existence of these two lunatics and ruthless people, making people feel like they were entering an ice cave, and their brains were blank.

At this moment, Li Mubai believed that as long as the murderous aura on Han Ruoshui and Wang Le were emitted, he would be scared to pee.

Only when I am in the scene can I understand the feeling of coldness in my heart, which makes people despair. Li Mubai finally tried it once and never wanted to have a second time.

"I'll stay away from these two guys in the future."

Li Mubai sighed secretly and thought silently in his heart.

Just as Li Mubai's face changed drastically and his legs were so scared that he was almost urinating for a few drops, he saw Han Ruoshui standing in front of the window looking directly at Wang Le. The surprise in his eyes flashed, and then a thick and unsolvable sadness flowed out.

Unconsciously, Han Ruoshui's hard face softened, and he sighed, showing his vicissitudes of life.

"You let Han see her when she was young." Han Ruoshui looked at Wang Le and said in a complicated manner.

In the tone, memories, sadness, guilt, even the past self, or the sympathy for Wang Le in front of him, etc., even Han Ruoshui himself can't figure out.

At this time, Wang Le smiled and shook his head, and calmly said to Han Ruoshui: "I am me, unique."

After a pause, Wang Le looked at Li Mubai, who was afraid next to him, blinked, then turned his head and said to Han Ruoshui again: "Master, you can prove the truth by killing, and my Wang Le's ultimate goal of pursuing martial arts is to seek great freedom and freedom."

"As for the boy just said that even if my grandfather wanted to steal the cultivation resources of my grandson, then his elder would not only be unkind, but shameless without caring about family affection."

Speaking of this, Wang Le shrugged and laughed, "If my grandfather can do the first day of the junior high school, of course I am not inferior to my grandson. Hurry up and do the fifteenth."

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Chapter completed!