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Chapter 1305 Demon Race Roots

"Boy, it's been a few days since I entered the martial arts world. Have you felt anything in my heart?"

Qingyangzi glanced at Wang Le, who was sitting next to him, asked casually with a faint smile.

Wang Le first paused, then returned to nature, curled his lips and said, "If you really say nothing, then the kid would seem hypocritical."

After a pause, Wang Le's eyes showed a musing look and said slowly: "Not mentioning anything else, just say that the air in the martial arts world is better than the world of the world."

Qingyangzi laughed and said, "That's natural. The world is full of lights and wine. The secular world hundreds of years ago is not as good as the martial arts world. Not to mention the secular natural environment that has been repeatedly destroyed in the past century, making the countless living beings living in the world miserable."

Wang Le nodded and continued: "As for the mountain and river geographical environment of the martial arts world, the feeling that the boy is deeper and more ancient than the famous mountains and rivers seen in the secular world, and is not touched by the world's aura."

At this time, Qingyangzi nodded and took over the conversation and said, "You are right. The entire geographical scope of the martial arts world is more than five or six times larger than that of the secular world, and it has continued the natural creation without being deliberately destroyed by humans, so you have such a feeling."

Wang Le smiled slightly and showed an expression of agreement, then said: "The wild game here is even better, the meat is so smooth and tender, it tastes bad and it bites the tongue."

Qingyangzi agreed and said, "The wild beasts in the martial arts world are not only delicious than those in the world, but more importantly, they can enhance the physical fitness of warriors and make them stronger and stronger."

"Oh" Wang Le was stunned, and then he couldn't help but say in an unexpected tone: "Senior, is there any reason?"

Qingyangzi shook his head and said, "No one can figure it out, but if you insist on explaining it, it means that one place of water and soil nourishes all things. The environment in the martial arts world is better than that in the secular world."

After a pause, Qingyangzi continued with a strange tone: "You kid, you must understand that the world environment in the martial arts world has changed a lot now and can no longer compare to the past."

Wang Le raised his eyebrows and suddenly said in his heart: "Senior, is the extinct monster clan a strange mutated from this beast in the martial arts world?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Qingyangzi denied without hesitation: "Of course not."

"Uh" Wang Le's pair of sword eyebrows were instantly twisted together, and he asked, "Then how did this monster come about?"

Qing Yangzi looked up and looked at the sunlight leaking from the gaps in the leaves, and murmured softly: "If there is something left behind in the ancient times that was completely broken, so as to prove its existence, then there is no doubt that the demon clan is the one who is undoubtedly the demon clan."

A glimmer flashed in Wang Le's eyes. This was the second time he heard about the ancient times in the martial arts world, and further involved the origin of the demon clan.

However, Wang Le was not very concerned about this. After all, he was too far away from him and could not be beaten.

Of course, if you have to do something about it, you will have the only real dragon tattoo on your body.

Because the person who tattooed Wang Le with this real dragon was Yun Longjiu Xiao Zhixuan, and his roots were abandoned disciples of Wanxiangzong.

What can be related to a little bit is the Taoist tradition of Wanxiang Sect.

According to legend, the martial arts cultivation and inheritance of Wanxiang Sect is closely related to the demon clan.

One of the important evidences is that the core disciples of the Wanxiang Sect are like the strongest aces in the mysterious army in history, and each person has a divine beast tattooed on them.

Needless to say, these divine beasts belong to the demon race, not humans.

Just as Wang Le thought in his heart and waited for Qing Yangzi to reply, he saw the other party lower his head and said to himself: "The only product left by the ancient times has finally become extinct with the great changes in the world environment hundreds of years ago."

As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Le couldn't help but look confused and said, "The environment of heaven and earth has changed drastically, why did the demon clan be unable to survive?"

At this time, Qing Yangzi closed his eyes, his expression on his face seemed a little complicated, and even replied with a hint of sadness: "The birth of children by demons is difficult because it involves the mysterious inheritance of bloodline. The world environment has changed drastically, which has caused the devils to want to give birth to descendants again."

After pausing, Qingyangzi continued: "It's like a fish leaving the water and a bird losing its wings. All that is left is despair and death."

Speaking of this, Qingyangzi sighed and said, "The next step is to the martial arts world. The Dharma-Ending Age of Great Changes in the Heaven and Earth Environment. The cultivation resources are exhausted, and the martial arts path of our martial arts is becoming more and more difficult."

Qingyangzi stood up from the tree sitting against him, carrying his hands on his back, sighing with emotion: "The future path of martial arts is completely cut off, and the warriors will no longer be different from the countless beings in the secular world. The martial arts world is destined to become the second secular world, and all this happens only in the morning and evening of time."

Wang Le, who was sitting on the ground, stood up. After all, he was not a person in the martial arts world, so he said with disregard for his face: "By then, both seniors and I, Wang Le, have already transformed into loess."

Qingyangzi sighed again and replied: "Of course I understand what you said, but when I think of this, I always feel unbearable."

"Uh" Wang Le touched his nose, feeling nothing about it.

In the eyes of Mr. Wang, he went to the underworld a hundred years later, but he could not care about the floods in this world. Qingyangzi is just worried about it.

In the final analysis, the two people have different personalities and opinions, and there is no right or wrong.

When the two of them said this, Qingyangzi didn't feel like chatting anymore, so he simply told Wang Le not to walk around. After resting, he disappeared and didn't know where to go to continue healing and resting.

Wang Le looked at the direction where Qing Yangzi disappeared deep in the forest and couldn't help but murmur softly: "The fruits in the martial arts world are indeed muddy and deep, and there are too many messes. From now on, I will have to walk on thin ice. Step by step is the king. You must not capsize your boat in the gutter, so you will be wronged and you can't find someone to reason with my grandma's house."

Immediately, Wang Le turned around and climbed up the big tree along the thick trunk, and quickly climbed up the big tree with his hands and feet. He lay quietly on the branches and closed his eyes and rested, so as to accumulate energy and prepare for the night trip after dark.
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