Ji Yang exhaled a breath of turbid air, calmed his ups and downs, shook his head and said with a smile: "If the senior brother of the sect knows that your boy had started the first change of the Nine Changes of the Tiancan, he would probably be very depressed."

Wang Le smiled and said, "If you don't tell him, wouldn't it be enough?"

Ji Yang did not give a reply and continued to say to himself: "As the strongest martial arts technique of the Nanhuaguan, there are very few people who can practice to the realm of great success and perfection, but there has always been no shortage of true disciples in the Guanzhong practice."

"As far as my grandfather knows, even if he is an excellent disciple of Nanhuaguan, he will have to understand the general outline of the Nine Changes of the Heavenly Silkworms thoroughly, at least three or four months, so he will be sure to try to open up the dark orifices and carry out the first change of the Nine Changes of the Heavenly Silkworms."

Speaking of this, Ji Yang blinked at Wang Le and chuckled, "It took three months for the senior brother of the sect to start."

"Uh!" Wang Le touched his nose, smiling without saying a word. He didn't dare to tease Ji Yinzi on this.

Because through the few meetings with Ji Yinzi, Wang Le saw that the old fox was very cautious.

After all, I will have to stay in Nanhuaguan for a period of time, and I will inevitably wander under the nose of Jiyinzi, so it is better not to offend me.

Ji Yang saw that his grandson, who was cautious by nature, did not tease the elders. After a smile, he didn't care and continued: "It was because he saw the senior brother with a high talent in martial arts that it was so difficult to practice the Nine Transformations of the Heavenly Silkworms. At that time, my grandfather directly gave up and chose other martial arts methods that were relatively easy to practice."

At this time, Wang Le couldn't help but ask with a curiosity: "Grandpa, how is the progress of the master practicing the Nine Changes of the Heavenly Silkworm?"

Ji Yang shook his head and replied lightly: "The eldest brother only has swords in his life. In his opinion, except for swords, everything else is a trivial skill and will not be able to enter the hall of elegance."

"Uh!" Although Wang Le was speechless, he was not surprised.

Because Han Ruoshui gave him the impression that he was a guy who was arrogant and stubborn, and could not even get back the nine cows.

The other party's words are indeed in line with his arrogant personality of ignoring the heroes of the world.

However, it is precisely because of this personality that Mr. Wang, who has never been convinced, admires this master from the bottom of his heart and of course he also has sympathy.

Because in Wang Le's eyes, Han Ruoshui went astray and killed his beloved for martial arts, and eventually ruined his life, which was considered a tragic figure.

The so-called character determines destiny and is most fully reflected in Han Ruoshui.

Of course, Wang Le also knew that this was just his personal opinion. After all, no matter what kind of evaluation it would give as an outsider, it didn't matter.

The most important thing is what kind of evaluation he will make for himself when Han Ruoshui dreams back at midnight.

Simply put, people live for themselves, not for others!

Just as Wang Le suddenly felt distracted and was thinking randomly, Ji Yang put away his sighs, took the initiative to change the topic, and said solemnly: "You must not be careless about the sects mentioned by the two senior brothers Ding Wei and Shouye before!"

After a pause, he continued to say in a deep voice: "The hatred between Nanhuaguan and those sects can even be traced back to a thousand years ago. There was a martial arts alliance before. Everyone was worried and could only use some tricks under the table. The weak side could at most hurt the muscles."

"But now the world is in chaos, and each family will illuminate the knife sooner or later. It is far from being as simple as damaging the muscles and bones, but it is necessary to destroy a Taoist sect before it will be willing to give up!"

At the end, Ji Yang took a deep breath, showed an unconcealed look of worry, and slowly said: "What is missing now is an opportunity. At that time, the blood curtain of troubled times will slowly unfold!"

When Wang Le heard this, his eyes flashed in his eyes and said softly: "Sunsen will let all the genius disciples of these sects in the league trial team fall on the road."

After a pause, Wang Le said again: "Of course, the best result is to die on the battlefield."

Although Wang Le had already said similar things to Ji Yinzi before this, this time he strengthened his determination.

Because Wang Le understood that the conflict between such forces was far from the personal grudges, but was related to the so-called justice and right and wrong.

In short, each of them has its own masters. The so-called hatred between sects is ultimately a battle for interests.

When I entered the mysterious army, I fought for national interests. Now that I have entered Nanhuaguan, it is natural to compete for interests for my own sect and eliminate hostile forces as much as possible.

As for the killing in the process of fighting for interests, Wang Le only hopes to be worthy of his heart.

It was like this before, it is like this now, and it is still like this in the future.

Ji Yang, who has been responsible for the revival of Nanhuaguan throughout his life, was worried that his grandson would go deep into danger at this time, but for the benefit of the sect, he said in a deep voice: "Grandpa, my grandson, your strength and means must not let the genius disciples of these sects go back alive."

"Because once these genius disciples grow up, the more disciples we will die in the future conflicts and wars!"

Wang Le's face was calm, he nodded, and said lightly: "This is the Zero Sum Game."

"Zerosum Game?" Ji Yang was confused by the fresh words that suddenly appeared in his grandson.

Seeing this, Wang Le had a faint murderous intent on his lips, and smiled faintly: "There is no other possibility except life and death."

Ji Yang couldn't help but shivered inside. Even though Wang Le was his grandson, he couldn't help but feel fear!

"Maybe the reason why senior brother valued me, my grandson so much!" Ji Yang couldn't help but sigh in secret when Wang Le fought and killed others, his cruelty and decisiveness, as if the god of death had walked out of hell.

The more Ji Yang thought so, the more he felt relieved about Wang Le's safety, because this would only be a nightmare for his opponent, not himself.

After his thoughts changed, Ji Yang said to Wang Le: "Although you have a heavy responsibility this time, your own safety is the most important. Therefore, the senior brother of the sect summoned the elders in the temple to discuss and decided to take out the secret treasure from the treasure house so that in a critical moment, he could help you escape the hope of ascension."

"Oh?" Wang Le immediately showed a look of surprise. After all, no one would dislike his many ways to save his life.

What's more, the next step is not only a dangerous and unpredictable border experience, but also a secret battle between members of the league trial team.
Chapter completed!