Chapter 1502: wait

History is woven from dog blood dramas that subvert the three perspectives.
At least in Wang Dashao's eyes, history is so bloody, often making him speechless.
After the silent silence, Wang Lewei had a deep feeling: "I did not expect that the strongest head in Nanhuaguan history would be Xie Xuan."
At the same time, Wang Le thought of Han Xishui and Qing Yangzi, and once mentioned the strongest inheritance of Nanhua Guan is Kendo.
"It seems that the strongest inheritance of Nanhua Guan is not created by Zhuangzi, but left by Xie Xuan, the famous man in history." Wang Le silently speculated in his heart.
Thinking of this, Wang Le still had to be grateful that Xie Xuan's other identity would be the head of Nanhua Guan, and he was also regarded as the supreme kendo of martial arts.
What is Kendo Supreme?
Although Wang Le is a novice in martial arts, he also understands that to be crowned the supreme title, his human strength must be paramount.
At least in the martial arts world of Xie Xuan's era, he was the first person with the highest achievements in Kendo!
At this time, Wang Le couldn't help but think that the frescoes carved in the Hall of Dreams did indeed have the unique style of martial arts soldiers conquering swords.
Undoubtedly, Xie Xuan is also one of the top warriors in Nanhuaguan Heavenly Order.
In this way, the thoughts about Xie Xuan, the Supreme Master of Kendo, flashed in Wang Le's mind.
Then Wang Le waved a little messy thoughts, looked at the outward male pole, tentatively confirmed and asked: "Sun Er heard Master Bo said that the strongest inheritance of the South China concept is Kendo, is it true that Xie Xuan left it?"
Jiyang looked positive and nodded in a deep voice: "Yes, of the grandpa's Nanhuaguan disciples, only the master has obtained the strongest inheritance."
After a short pause, Jiyang's eyes gave birth to a sad color, and his tone of voice was complicated. "The big brother, too, because he cultivated the inheritance of Kendo left by Xie Xuan, he went into the devil to make people unpopular, ghosts and ghosts, and killed too many For those who should not be killed, for this reason, they have been in retreat for ten years, wasting their most precious years in their lives, and then came out of the state of going into a state of fire. "
Although Wang Le already knows a lot about Nanhua's blood sword and cold water, he still feels deep in his heart when he hears his grandfather sighing again.
Because in Wang Le's eyes, if he did not retire from the mysterious army at first, he might be the second shivering water.
When Wang Le was deeply touched in his heart, as a witness, the extremely Yang obviously did not want to continue on this topic, so he took the initiative to shift the topic and seriously said: "You can't chew more than you can chew. , Do n’t think about the kendo heritage of Nanhua Guan.

After a pause, Jiyang smiled again: "As long as your grandson's performance has been outstanding, Nanhua Guan's inheritance of Kendo will sooner or later be in your pocket."
Wang Le touched his nose and suddenly smiled bitterly, saying very sadly: "In the forty-nine cities, Master Bo had suggested that the natal weapon I made was best a flying sword. In this case, the practice of kendo is more handy in the future. . "
"I was thinking about entering Nanhuaguan and I was going to make my own natal instrument. I didn't expect that the world was impermanent. I had to leave after a few days. There was simply no time to seriously consider the natal instrument."
Jiyang is also speechless. For the first time in his life, he encountered the Xuanjie martial arts, but he did not have his own destiny.
Moreover, this Xuanjie martial artist is not someone else, but his extremely grandson.
It is really a wonderful flower.
After turning his thoughts, Jiyang said solemnly to Wang Le with a look of solemnity: "The natal instrument and the warrior's life are related to each other. The importance of life is self-evident. It must be carefully considered before refining."
Of course Wang Le understands this, so it seems so helpless, after all, there is not much time left for him.
Obtaining your own destiny in such a short time is obviously unrealistic.
Besides, Wang Le did not want to make such a hasty device in such a haste. Anyway, he doesn't use his own magic weapon, and his combat power is still extremely powerful.
Thinking of this, Wang Le shrugged his shoulders and said with a spread of hands: "I can only wait until the border training is completed and return to Nanhua Guan, and then consider the matter of making ceremonies."
Jiyang nodded, and said, "In the next period, the Grandpa will try to collect the materials for refining the ornate device, and when you return, if there is no accident, you should be almost ready."
In this way, Wang Le and Ji Yang did not disperse in the study, revolving around refining the natal weapon, and participating in the alliance trial team to go to the border to practice related matters.
Although Jiyang is very aware of his grandson's abilities and methods, he has the city and calculations that ordinary young people do not have.
However, during the chat, Jiyang still couldn't help but repeatedly urged the other party to be careful and cautious during the boundary training process, and there are some things that must be paid attention to.
Wang Le, who is very experienced, has long been aware of what his grandfather has repeatedly told, but still smiles and listens silently.
Because this is the care of relatives, for Wang Le, he enjoys such a time, warm and practical.
But happy times are often short-lived, with the last rays of the afterglow falling from the sun and the night slowly opening.
It's finally dark.
In the study, the old and the young gradually became silent, each closed his eyes, and leaned into the large teacher's chair, waiting for the coming of the Yin Man ...
"That's a word, and I'd like to ask for more attention on the way."
Ji Yinzi was surrounded by the deacons Zhao and Tian of the Alliance, left and right, slowly walked out of the attic, and greeted with a smile.
"Good to say good to say."
"Reassured the head."
The two deacons, Zhao and Tian, ​​bowed back and said to Jiyinzi with a smile.
Jiyinzi quit his hand and said, "Then go back and prepare for the next ~ EbookFREE.me ~ the two will rest earlier."
The two deacons politely bowed back again, and Gin Yinzi turned away with a smile.
However, when Ji Yin turned around, she lost all smiles on her face, exposing deep skin pain, and her feet speed became extremely fast.
Deacon Zhao looked at the figure of Ji Yinzi disappearing into the darkness, and said with a pleasant look: "Brother Tian, ​​this time we are visiting Nanhuaguan, it really makes us feel at home!"
Deacon Tian pinched his gray three-bearded beard, his eyes became a seam of laughter, and nodded back, "Can we get so many benefits from Nanhuaguan? Are we too Thai?"
At this time, Deacon Zhao unconsciously revealed his confusion and asked softly, "Which kind of wind is Nanhua Guan, why did you suddenly want to join the trial team? This was not the case before!"
As soon as the words fell, Deacon Tian tossed Deacon Zhao with a big white eye, and cursed with a smile: "Brother, you really are a dog and a rat."
After speaking, Deacon Tian turned back and returned to the attic, leaving only Deacon Zhao standing in thought ...