He Has a Dragon

When Ma Fu didn't answer Wang Le, he raised a pair of silk brows, narrowed his eyes and asked the other with a narrow smile: "Why? Grandpa has doubts about me and Lao's strength?"

As soon as the words fell, Wang Le shook his head without hesitation and denied, and responded: "Of course, the boy will not doubt the strength of the two."

At the same time, Wang Dashao murmured in his heart: "If the deaf old man said this, the young man would really believe that he has this strength."

Before Ma Fu continued to brag-the egg went down, Li Hongru first spoke to Wang Le and asked: "Gongzi, this breakfast is also used, shall we go out and take a look?"

I saw Wang Le immediately stood up and smiled back: "Of course I have to take a good look. It was late when I entered the mountain gate yesterday. I did n’t take a closer look along the way. Uncle Li must get it later. It ’s good to introduce Nanhua Guan. "

Before waiting for Li Hongru to speak, he saw Ma Fuhaha smile and quit, smiling: "Gongzi, you and Lao Li go shopping, old horse and my bones will not drag behind."

"Eh!" Wang Le looked at Ma Fu, who was full of fat, and twitched his mouth slightly, and nodded with a smile: "Uncle Ma, you can do it on your own, with Uncle Li accompanying me."

Immediately Ma Fu greeted Lao Li, turned around and got out through the back door of the dining room.

Wang Le and Li Hongru did not continue to make tea in the dining room, and then went out through the entrance of the dining room.

Soon, Wang Le, under the guidance of Li Hongru, an old horse who knew the way, turned left and right, followed the walkway, crossed the path, left from the back door of the mansion, and walked slowly to other areas in the view ...

The sky is clear with no clouds, and the sun is falling on the flat roof of the mountain. This small town-like Nanhuaguan Dojo has no gorgeous gold and glory, and some of the history after years of precipitation, which are presented one after another in this dense, dense palace building complex.

Wang Le, who had just walked out of the mansion before, had not yet entered the edge of the dojo center. He even saw crisscrossed farmland and vegetable fields, and young disciples were working hard to irrigate the fields.

Along the way, Li Hongru walked in front and led from the beginning. Unconsciously, Lao Li slowed down and followed Wang Le in one step to show the respect of the master and servant.

From the beginning to the end, Wang Le didn't open his mouth and asked Li Hongru a word, and only looked around with interest with his eyes.

The orderly, orderly, spacious and flat bluestone streets, the large square can rival the Tian-An-Gate of the secular forty-nine city.

The palaces around the square are quaint and simple, especially the main hall sitting south and north, grand and solemn.

This can't help but just walk into the square and set up a pergola to look at Wang Le opposite the main hall, remembering the original full moon night, the top of the Forbidden City and the battle of Kirin ... too-hedian.

"I'll take it, too-compared with the main hall of the hall and Nanhuaguan, it's just the difference between a three-year-old child and an adult."

Wang Le took a sip of air-conditioning, and secretly compared his words.

The disciples who watch in the main hall are like a cricket ant against the now magnificent main hall.

Wang Le murmured to himself, "It's really awesome, you can't use common sense!"

With a smile on his face, and respecting Li Hongru who followed him, he saw that his grandfather finally broke the silence and quickly looked at the main hall in the distance following the other's eyes.

Immediately, Li Hongru smiled and said to Wang Le: "This main hall was supposed to be called Ling Xiao Hall. Perhaps the name was taboo. It was destroyed by thunder fire thousands of years ago. Now the son sees the new one. It's called the Palace of Dreams. "

"Dream Hall?" Wang Le could not help flashing a strange color in his eyes, and secretly groaned, it might as well be called Dream-Left Hall, which was more connotative.

As for the taboos of the Lingxiao Temple, Wang Le didn't need to ask, and would also think of the Tiangong Temple, which is where the old emperor lived.

"I don't know what the ancestor of Nanhua thought."

Such doubts flashed through Wang Le's mind, anyway, he had nothing to do with his half dime.

After turning his heart, Wang Le pointed to the disciples who were shuttleping in the main hall and other large and small pavilions around the square, and then asked Li Hongru: "Uncle Li, these disciples wear black and yellow clothes. What is it about? "

Li Hongru replied with a smile: "Nanhua views the inside and the outside, all the disciples in the outer door will be uniform in black, and the inner door will be in yellow."

After a pause, Li Hongru further explained: "Of these, the best disciples in the inner door are often disciples who are the highest disciples in the view and the elders, and they will be called true disciples."

"Trendy disciples wear white clothing with gold trim on their cuffs to show their status."

Having said that, Li Hongru saw Wang Lejin listen with interest, and then smiled and said, "Each generation of Nanhua Guan is selected from the true disciples, and there has been no exception."

At the end, Li Hongru did not forget to encourage: "There is respect and supremacy, as long as the son works hard to cultivate, I believe that one day, one day, he can become a true disciple in Guanzhong!"

"Eh!" Wang Le could not help but twitch a little, with a strange flash of light in his eyes, and said secretly in his heart: "It seems that my grandfather has not cultivated my martial arts to spit out."

Thinking of this, Wang Le was very satisfied. What he wanted was ... low-key.

Of course, Wang Le also knows that his martial arts practice can only be concealed for a while and cannot be concealed forever, especially if it is more difficult to conceal people like Li Hongru and Ma Fu.

When Li Hongru saw that Wang Le didn't speak, he thought the other party had no confidence, so he smiled and said comfortingly: "If the father-in-law has no intention to cultivate, he can also learn to refine the alchemy. .ltnovel.com ~ Uh! ”Wang Le could only smile, and then actively switched the topic and said,“ Uncle Li, when I came out of the house just now, I did n’t expect to see so many farmland and vegetable fields in Nanhuaguan. It ’s really surprising, well, it ’s an eye-opener. "

Immediately, Wang Le touched his chin and revealed his state of groan. He continued: "The rice I ate last night and this morning, and even the rice I ate in Bai Yujing and Luohuang Town, always felt better than the ordinary rice. Something was added, but I could n’t say it for a while, and I asked Uncle Li to puzzle out. "

At this time, Li Hongru's eyes turned to Wang Le for the first time. Apparently, he had underestimated his grandson from the earthly red dust.

"Gongzi is so young, but he was born with subtlety, and observed so subtlely."

"In the past, he thought he was from the earthly red dust and gave birth to a look of contempt. It was really an eye-catcher. It seems that the supremacy is also a successor ..."

Li Hongru thought a lot.

But these thoughts did not prevent Li Hongru from dissolving one by one for Wang Le. Enable new URL