Because of two consecutive ring competitions outside the plan, Wang Le had to go home without continuing his previous itinerary.

As for the Sutra Pavilion that Wang Le is most concerned about, I can only wait until next time to read it.

The three brothers of Wen Shouli did not leave halfway, but followed Wang Le and Li Hongru back to the mansion.

living room.

The four of them sat down, and the servants in the mansion, the deaf uncle served tea and snacks at the right time.

As soon as Wang Le sat down, he saw Wen Shouli giving a thumbs up with admiration and said, "I am really convinced of my junior brother's ability."

Before Wang Le could say a few humble words, Ding Wei followed suit and agreed and said, "That's right, the junior brother's performance on the ring is extremely powerful, and he is really amazing without doing his best to compete with Luo Yin and Zhuang Yu!"

Wang Le waved his hand and smiled: "It's too exaggerated. In the competition with Zhuang Yu, I tried my best to defeat the opponent. Otherwise, the outcome would only reverse."

As soon as he finished speaking, Qin Zhengye said with disbelief: "Junior brother, you did not use your natal magic weapon during the battle between you and Zhuang Yu. Why did you try your best?"

"Uh!" Wang Le touched his nose, smiled a little embarrassedly, "I don't have a natal magic weapon yet!"

"Puff!" Li Hongru's tea from his mouth was instantly sprayed out, and his eyes looked at Wang Le were as strange as it was.

Wen Shouli stared at Wang Le in a daze, and said unscrupulously: "Little Junior Brother, aren't you kidding?"

Wang Le smiled and shook his head and said, "Of course not, there is really no natal magic weapon."

After a pause, Wang Le changed his mind and said, "But this time I came to Nanhuaguan, it should be put on the agenda for refining my natal magic weapons."

"Young brother, you are such a monster!" Qin Zhengye couldn't help but mutter softly.

At this time, Li Hongru frowned and said with some concern: "The wood is so beautiful that the forest wind will destroy it. In the future, the young master must be low-key and low-key when acting in the observation. He cannot be as popular as today, so as not to cause entangled and meaningless right and wrong."

Wen Shouli immediately stopped doing it and immediately retorted: "Nanhuaguan finally produced such a young junior brother, such a rare genius. It is too late for those big figures in the temple to protect him. Who dares to come and trouble me if you are bored, unless you are impatient when you are alive, hum!"

Ding Wei shook his head and disagreed: "Even if no one in Nanhuaguan dares to cause trouble for his junior brother, those sects that are against our Nanhuaguan are not necessarily the case."

After a pause, Ding Wei looked at Wang Le solemnly and said in a deep voice: "The Heavenly King Palace is becoming increasingly inconsistent with our Nanhuaguan. Once they know that there is such a junior brother, they will definitely find ways to cause trouble. They will definitely get rid of you as soon as possible!"

"The Palace of Heavenly Kings?" Wang Le smiled unanimously and said lightly: "I am really destined to be together."

Ding Wei and others couldn't help but look surprised. They didn't expect that Wang Le and the Heavenly King Palace had already had a deal, and from this tone, the two sides must have formed a lot of conflicts.

I just can't understand how this "fate" came about?

However, seeing that Wang Le did not have a detailed explanation, the four of them were very sensible and did not continue to ask questions. After all, this kind of hatred is very sensitive.

Then Wang Le said, "Along the way, I was exploring and moving forward alone, and I was inevitably trembling, afraid of going to the fork in martial arts practice."

"So this time I entered Nanhua Temple, my main energy was to systematically practice martial arts. As for other troublesome things, I am not interested in it."

Hearing the sound of the strings, he knew the elegant meaning. The few people present were all smart people. Of course, he heard that Wang Le didn't want to be popular in the following days of Nanhuaguan, and just wanted to concentrate on practicing. There was nothing else to think about it.

Of course, Li Hongru and others would not believe Wang Le's words immediately.

The so-called listening to his words and observing his actions also depends on whether Wang Le’s subsequent behavior is as he said that he practices with all his heart and has no other things.

Wen Shouli said happily: "No matter what, with the existence of the genius, the younger brother, our lineage can also raise our heads in the observation in the future."

"Come up and be a human being? With grandpa and his elders here, there is no need to be so frustrated, right?" Wang Le couldn't help but ask in confusion.

Ding Wei smiled bitterly and said, "Have you ever discovered that the three of us, brothers, are none of us true disciples in the Guanzhong?"

"Huh!" Wang Le realized that the three of Ding Wei and his brothers were wearing yellow clothes for inner disciples, and none of them were wearing white clothes with gold edges on their cuffs.

"Is there anything else to say here?" Wang Leru asked.

Wen Shouli, Ding Wei, and Qin Zhengye, the three brothers, showed shame at the same time, and avoided Wang Le's look at him with embarrassment.

Then Li Hongru smiled helplessly and explained to Wang Le: "The emperor is the person he trusts the most, so he travels around the martial arts world all year round, specializing in handling a series of major affairs of Nanhuaguan to the outside world."

"It is precisely because I don't have enough energy to teach my disciples, so the emperor only accepted the three disciples who respected the rituals, but they still delayed their cultivation."

As soon as he finished speaking, Ding Wei shook his head and replied: "Cultivation is about himself. In the final analysis, his disciples have poor martial arts talent. We cannot blame the master for the reason."

After a pause, Ding Wei said again: "The younger brother is the most obvious example. In the secular world without cultivation resources, you can achieve the mysterious level."

Wen Shouli and Qin Zhengye also quickly agreed.

Li Hongru did not entangle on this and continued to tell Wang Le: "If you want to become a true disciple of Nanhuaguan, there is one necessary condition, that is, before the age of thirty-five, you will become a martial arts Xuan-level strongman, otherwise you can only be an inner disciple."

Wang Le showed a hint of surprise. He thought that he was under the seat of every big boss in Nanhuaguan, and the strongest one was the true disciple!

Li Hongru showed regret and said, "Ding Wei should have achieved the Xuan-level realm before he was thirty-five years old, but his luck was not enough and he delayed for a year to succeed in his promotion. Otherwise, he would be a true disciple now, and the cultivation resources he enjoyed would be greatly improved, which would be more conducive to his future cultivation."

When Wang Le heard this, he had to sigh that Ding Wei had a bad luck, and it was a pity that he would fall one step by step.

This shows the dependence of warriors on cultivation resources.

"This is all fate!" Wang Le shook his head and sighed.

Of course, these words cannot be expressed in words, so as not to spread salt on Ding Wei's wounds.
Chapter completed!