When Wang Le and Ji Yang left Hai Wuya and returned to their residence, they went straight into the study.

After Li Hongru brought the tea and left the study, Ji Yang, who was sitting opposite Wang Le, finally couldn't hold back and asked without any taboos: "Son, your bloodline has a golden color. Isn't it really inherited innately?"

Wang Le did not hesitate much, and admitted calmly with a calm face: "It is indeed not innate inheritance, but some opportunities that eventually led to what you saw today, grandpa."

Just as Wang Le was about to spread his experiences such as blood exchange and the border lake bottom ruins space, Ji Yang frowned deeply and interrupted, "Since it was caused by the day, it means that it has nothing to do with your grandson and your father."

After a pause, Ji Yang continued, "As for the details of the blood in your body that changed to what you are today, my grandfather was curious and interested, but he couldn't ask, let alone know."

"Because the bloodline carries gold, it is really important. Logically speaking, the master and apprentice of Hai Wuya know about this also means that there is a very likely risk of leaks. Grandpa is very worried about this and hopes that they are tactful and should not reveal a word to the outside world!"

Wang Le raised his eyebrows and smiled distractedly: "Hai Wuya is a smart person, so he will not reveal what happened today, let alone the master and apprentice who have to stay in the sight for a long time."

"When he goes out to see people and things from outside, I believe his grandson has long left the martial arts world."

"Not to mention that by then, with his grandson's strength and cultivation, he would be very brave and would not dare to talk nonsense."

After listening to his grandson's analysis, Ji Yang relaxed a little, then couldn't help but sigh, then looked at his grandson with complicated eyes and said in a deep voice: "Now after knowing that your bloodline is gold in your body, grandson, grandfather feels more and more that your cultivation method is similar to that of the demon clan."

"Uh!" Wang Le frowned slightly and replied, "There is no way to practice my grandson along the way."

Ji Yang shook his head and said, "The cultivation method that my grandfather said is not a martial arts technique, but a breathing method of the demon clan."

"The method of breathing?" Wang Le had heard his grandfather say before. Now after hearing it again, he replied without hesitation: "The grandson is not a demon clan, and he doesn't know any members of the demon clan, so how can he know the method of breathing?"

Ji Yang continued to shake his head with an unspoken expression and said, "The inheritance of the demon clan remains in the bloodline and is inherited from generation to generation, and the law of breathing is the most important inheritance of the demon clan."

"Because the practice of the demon clan relies on breathing to swallow the essence of the sun and the moon, constantly strengthen itself, and then finally leap to realize the return of the ancestor to become the most powerful being."

Speaking of this, Ji Yang looked at his grandson on the opposite side and asked slowly: "Son-son, are you really sure that you can gain today's cultivation strength without the method of breathing without the method of breathing?"

At this time, Wang Le was completely in silence and did not speak up to respond to his grandfather's question immediately. He looked confused and confused from time to time in his flickering eyes.

Yes! I have never practiced martial arts, so why did I gain the strength of today’s cultivation?

For a moment, Wang Le, who was sitting in the chair, was completely confused.

Seeing his grandson looking confused and confused, Jiyang sighed secretly without disturbing him.

If it were other things, Ji Yang would never be so poorly asked. The main thing is that it involves the bloodline and gold, and his grandson's martial arts practice path. It is suspected that the practice of the demon clan is too strange and terrifying.

As Wang Le’s grandfather and closest person, Ji Yang has the responsibility and necessity, and he also has the obligation to help his grandson, and to more clearly understand the martial arts path he has taken.

Because only in this way can we recognize the direction and take every step forward, so as to have specific goals, so as not to eventually get lost on the path of martial arts practice and lose our lives.

At this time, Wang Le recalled the martial arts practice he had been going through from the dragon tattoo mutation, and unknowingly broke through the innate martial arts. His physical condition was constantly improving and becoming stronger, allowing him to cross-level killing martial arts powerful people with higher cultivation levels than his own with just one pair of fists.

Wang Le kept thinking about the details of his usual practice and other aspects. At the end, he couldn't help but think in his heart: "Did the giant python that I killed contain the method of breathing, but it was used to be tattooed by me. By the chance that the dragon tattoo suddenly mutated, I unconsciously mastered the method of breathing?"

Thinking of this, Wang Le couldn't help but recall the days after the dragon tattoo mutated. Every day when he woke up, he was covered with dirt that was discharged from his body, which is the so-called washing of essence and marrow.

"Does my daily practice of entering into meditation and practicing meditation subconsciously use the breathing method to absorb the essence of the sun and the moon?"

Wang Le thought silently in his heart, and at the same time, he did not forget to recall his past experiences of cultivation during the day and night.

After a long time like this, Wang Le woke up from the intoxication, and then told his grandfather Jiyang in detail about his cultivation and his confusion.

Because Wang Le clearly understood that it was impossible to figure out all this by himself, so he had to rely on his grandfather's rich experience, insight and wisdom.

After a while, Wang Le, who had a dry mouth, finally told his grandfather Jiyang what he wanted to say and what he should say, then picked up the teacup on the tea table and drank all the cold tea inside in one gulp.

Wang Le, who had hiccupped and vomited, relaxed a lot, because the situation he had just mentioned had never been revealed to anyone. After confiding today, he seemed to have taken off his burden.

Of course, Wang Le will never say anything about the dragon tattoo mutation to obtain the ability to break the delusion Dharma Eye.

Even when facing the person you are closest to, you will not say it out, because it will only harm the other person and will not be of any benefit. It is better to hide it in your heart, only heaven knows the earth knows the family.

Just when Wang Le felt relaxed all over, Ji Yang, who was thinking, was silent for a while, finally looked up at his grandson, and spoke with a strange and solemn expression: "Sun son, you are very likely to have obtained the breathing method of the demon clan without knowing it."

Wang Le, who was prepared for a long time, did not show any surprises, and nodded calmly and said, "Maybe it is! Otherwise, I would not explain how he has reached this level in the martial arts path."
Chapter completed!