"Uh!" Wang Le didn't say much, and touched his nose with a strange expression. He obediently followed his grandfather out of the bedroom and came outside.

The old and the young came along the corridor to a garden pavilion. It was not until Jiyang stopped and followed Wang Le, who followed closely behind, smiled and asked, "Grandpa, what do you want to ask?"

Ji Yang turned around and looked at Wang Le, and said straight to the point: "It seems that he broke through the bottleneck of cultivation this time and took a step further on the road of martial arts, grandson, you have a new confusion and confusion. Otherwise, you would not have been in a hurry to enter a place like the Sutra Pavilion just after leaving the customs."

After a pause, Ji Yang continued to say with a smile: "If it weren't for this, with your grandson, you should have solved the problem of Cihang Jingzhai first."

Wang Le's eyes twitched, and he said in his heart: "After all, I am a junior, and I underestimated an elder like my grandfather."

"I think I have guessed it a little bit better than the head master. It's just that my grandfather and grandfather know so clearly, so I handed the token of the head to me without hesitation."

As my thoughts changed, Wang Le had no intention of hiding his grandfather who was closest to him, not to mention that the other party had guessed the issue, so he nodded calmly and replied: "That's right, although he successfully broke through the bottleneck of cultivation this time and his strength and cultivation soared. Even when facing the early-stage strong man in the Heavenly Level, I can easily defeat him. However, when martial arts practices have reached this level, new changes have occurred."

Speaking of this, Wang Le couldn't help but smile bitterly. Should this be called happiness? Maybe!

At this time, Ji Yang was completely curious about Wang Le's words. After all, as a martial arts master, facing a path of martial arts practice that he had never heard of and had never seen before, it was like a cat smelling the smell of fish, and his heart was very itchy.

"What new changes have occurred? What's going on?" Ji Yang couldn't help but feel curious and asked softly.

Then he saw Wang Le didn't talk nonsense and told his grandfather Ji Yang about the current situation of the purple-gold spherical object in his dantian.

However, Wang Le concealed the fact that there were images of the True Dragon and Zhu Jiuyin in the pit on the surface of this purple-gold spherical object.

Because this situation was so weird, although I couldn't figure out what was going on, Wang Le subconsciously did not say it.

In the dark, Wang Le's intuition told himself that the avatars of the True Dragon and Zhu Jiuyin on spherical objects are crucial, and may allow him to have more killer weapons when fighting against the enemy.

This means that in the fight between life and death, one's chance of survival will be greater.

Things about his own life and safety are never trivial, so Wang Le certainly would not tell such a secret matter.

Even if the old man in front of him was his grandfather, Wang Le would not say the person he was closest to.

This is not a question of trust or not, but one more person knows it, which means there is a little more possibility of leakage.

Wang Le, who is cautious by nature, certainly would not allow such a thing to happen.

Back to the topic, Ji Yang was shocked in addition to being shocked after listening to his grandson's story.

For a moment, the pavilion in the garden became silent, and the old and the young were relatively speechless, each thinking about their own thoughts.

After a while, Ji Yang, who had recovered from the shock, looked at his grandson, finally broke his silence and said, "I have never heard of such a situation as you, and I have never seen it in those ancient books."

After a pause, Ji Yang's old eyebrows couldn't help but frowned deeply, and he turned around with some surprise and doubt: "If you have to say far-fetchedly, the spherical object in your dantian is a bit like the demon elixir of the demon clan."

"Uh! Demon Pill?" Wang Le's body stiffened, and the corners of his mouth twitched. At the same time, there was a strange and strange feeling deep in his heart.

At this time, Ji Yang nodded with a serious expression, and then continued, "But grandson, you are not a demon clan, so it is impossible for you to have any demon pills."

"What's more, those who can give birth to demon pills are the top monsters in the demon clan, which are beyond the reach of ordinary demon clan members."

At this time, Wang Le could no longer remain calm, and his face changed unconsciously.

You know, there are images of the true dragon and Zhu Jiuyin on the purple-gold spherical object in his dantian.

These two are the ancestors of the demon clan!

"Can you really make a fucking master cultivate a demon pill?"

Wang Leman couldn't help thinking in his heart, and then he couldn't help but shudder. He didn't want to become a monster himself.

However, when Wang Le thought of transforming into Zhu Jiuyin in the environment, although he was facing a desperate situation, he could clearly feel that he had the magnificent power to tear the world and smash the stars, and he couldn't help but feel intoxicated.

"If you can become Zhu Jiuyin after you practice, it will not be too bad." Wang Le couldn't help but imagine secretly.

As his thoughts changed, Wang Le couldn't help but think of the purple-gold "demon pill" image on it was even clearer, lifelike, divine beast, real dragon.

"It's a pity that there was no illusion of transforming into a real dragon." Wang Le thought to himself with deep regret.

Just as Wang Le was thinking about this, Ji Yang's voice sounded again, and he continued, "Since you have not practiced martial arts skills, you are still making rapid progress in martial arts practice, it is somewhat similar to the demon clan's practice according to the breathing method in the bloodline inheritance of the demon clan, and now you have made something that is suspected to be a demon pill. It is hard to say that this really involves the demon clan."

Speaking of this, even Ji Yang showed an unbelievable look on his face, but he couldn't help but say further: "This made my grandfather think that your real roots are in Yunlongjiu Xiao Zhixuan, and he is an abandoned disciple of Wanxiang Sect who had long been dead for many years."

After a pause, Ji Yang's voice became more and more deep and solemn, and he said to Wang Le again: "The Wanxiang Sect is closely related to the demon clan that has long been destroyed in the long river of history."

"If the environment of heaven and earth had not changed drastically and the demon clan disappeared, the Wanxiang Sect would not have been destroyed so easily by others."

At the end, Ji Yang looked at his grandson seriously and said, "Maybe the only thing that can be obtained from Yun Longjiu Xiao Zhixuan."

Wang Le raised his eyebrows slightly, nodded without objection, and thought to himself: "The old guy may know something, but he would never have thought that the real dragon tattoo on his body had mutated, so there would be no way to talk about the so-called truth."
Chapter completed!