Qingyangzi glanced at Wang Le and said lightly: "Boy, these nine divine patterns are said to be left behind from ancient times."

Wang Le frowned slightly and blurted out: "Why is it the ancient times again?"

Qing Yangzi was silent without answering, and saw that Lao Yang did not take on the topic, but instead talked back to the previous topic and continued: "Refining magical artifacts requires rare treasures, not just one kind, but many, and at least three divine patterns are needed."

"It is a fantasy to gather the materials for refining magical artifacts. The legendary nine divine patterns are more difficult than climbing to heaven, let alone three."

At this time, Qingyangzi said quietly: "Old Yang, don't forget that Qinggong, as a top sect in the martial arts world, has never declined. In addition, it occupies the position of a permanent elder in the Alliance Presbyterian Church, and the huge benefits it has gained over the years are unimaginable."

Old Yang was stunned at first, then his face suddenly became cloudy, and he said in a solemn tone: "The Qing Palace has a thousand years of heritage that is not inferior to the hidden world. There is no way to hide the treasures of heaven and earth left before in the treasure house in the palace."

Qing Yangzi's face was also not good-looking, because the target of Di Hao's desire to engage in the divine battle was his master, Xiaoyaozi, the master of Guixu Temple.

At this time, Qingyangzi said, "Although the nine legendary divine patterns have not been revealed in the world, it does not guarantee that there is no divine patterns in the inheritance of Qing Palace."

I saw Lao Yang's tone with a hint of prayer, and his eyes narrowed slightly and murmured softly: "I hope Qinggong has not gathered all three divine patterns."

Seeing these two old men in this way, Wang Le asked in his heart: "As a hidden world, Guixu Temple has a profound foundation. How many divine patterns have he collected?"

As soon as he finished speaking, even Lao Yang couldn't help looking at Qingyangzi with curiosity, because as a great disciple of Guixu Temple, if there were divine patterns in the temple, he would definitely be one of the people who knew it!

Qing Yangzi's eyelids twitched slightly and returned to calm. He glanced at Wang Le and Lao Yang with an expressionless face, and replied without comment: "There are no three."

"Uh!" Wang Le couldn't help but touch his nose again, and couldn't help but mutter in his heart: "Then are there two?"

Of course, if Qingyangzi didn't -︽style_txt; to be honest, that's another matter, but Wang Le still chose to believe it.

Old Yang did not show any surprise. He still calmed down when he heard the Lord's answer, looking as if he was taken for granted.

In his opinion, even if Guixu Temple gathers nine divine patterns, it is expected, because Guixu Temple has this strength.

At this time, Wang Le couldn't help but get away from his heart, and thought with emotion: "It's so difficult to obtain divine patterns with such powerful strength as the top sects, which shows its mystery and difficulty in finding it."

Thinking of this, Wang Le thought about these nine mysteries again and was related to the ancient times when the historical fault of the martial arts world was broken, and he couldn't help but think about it carefully.

"What kind of existence did ancient times exist?"

Wang Le couldn't help but yearn for how powerful the warriors who lived in such a brilliant and glorious era were.

If this is true, Wang Le vaguely felt that the end of the martial arts path he was living in this era might not have been the case in ancient times, but should have a higher level.

When Wang Le was absent-minded, Old Yang sighed deeply and said with concern: "If Di Hao really lived in the forbidden area to refine magical artifacts because he collected enough treasures of heaven and earth and three divine patterns for a long time, then the situation of the future divine war will not be very good!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Qingyangzi snorted coldly and said, "If you only need to collect enough treasures and divine patterns to refine magical weapons, then there will be no magical weapons in the past thousand years."

"Oh?" Wang Le couldn't help but look at Qingyangzi with an interested look and asked, "Senior, is there anything else I lack?"

Qing Yangzi nodded and replied: "If the hidden Taoist system and top sects in the martial arts world are really determined, it is extremely difficult to collect the heavenly and earth treasures and divine patterns needed to refine magical artifacts, but it is not impossible to overcome them."

Speaking of this, Qingyangzi's eyes flashed and he said in a deep voice: "The most important thing is that the martial arts world has been in the past thousand years, and there has never been a master of refining weapons in the field of refining weapons in ancient times!"

Old Yang's eyes lit up and he said, "Your Majesty is right. Why did the old slave ignore the most important point and forget this?!"

But Qing Yangzi immediately poured a basin of cold water on Lao Yang and said helplessly: "Di Hao is a monster in the martial arts world. He is extremely talented in the art of refining weapons and is a master of refining weapons."

Then Qingyangzi glanced at Wang Le and said, "Although I have never seen Di Hao be so good at your age, I will definitely not be able to go anywhere."

Old Yang was shocked and couldn't help but look at Wang Le, as if he wanted to regain the young man in front of him.

If the Lord hadn't said such words, he really wouldn't believe that the guy in front of him who came from the secular world and claimed to be the emperor could be compared with Di Hao when he was young, or even more powerful!

Wang Le was a little embarrassed by Lao Yang's appearance, and he complained in his heart that Qingyangzi was comparing himself with Di Hao. He was really shot while lying down and was looking for trouble.

Fortunately, Qingyangzi did not let Wang Le continue to be embarrassed, and then said, "Di Hao has not refined weapons for many years, so no one knows how far he has gone on refining weapons now."

"If he really became the master of refining weapons once a thousand years, I wouldn't be surprised."

Speaking of this, Qingyangzi couldn't help but shook his head and sighed: "Because he is Di Hao!"

I saw a look of worry appearing on Lao Yang's face again, and then sighed and agreed helplessly: "Yes! Because he is Di Hao!"

At this time, Wang Le, who was a complete outsider, couldn't help feeling a deep sense of heaviness when he saw Qingyangzi and Lao Yang being so afraid of Di Hao, as if he was overwhelmed.

After a while of silence in the living room, Wang Le suddenly felt aroused his heart and looked at Qingyangzi again and asked: "Although there have been no magical artifacts in the martial arts world for nearly a thousand years, where have the magical artifacts refined a thousand years ago gone?"

After a pause, Wang Le asked disbelief again: "As a hidden world, Guixu Temple, which has existed for thousands of years, hasn't it been a magical artifact?"
Chapter completed!