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- As his strength grows, Yang Mo of course becomes more and more confident. But another emotion is curiosity. He is now more and more curious about Shenlongjia, and he wants to find out more and more. Not only because so many people had gone to Shenlongjia to hunt for treasure, but what attracted him more was actually the sacred battlefield there, where his mother was.
He wants to find his mother. What son doesn¡¯t want to know how his mother is doing?
For people like Yang Mo who have lacked maternal love since childhood and have never seen their mother, this concern is even stronger.
Therefore, Yang Mo decided to go to Shenlongjia with Huang Daozi immediately after returning from the United States with Professor Long Aotian.
After learning that Yang Mo had applied for the visa, Long Aotian prepared for another two days. On the third day, he took Yang Mo on the plane to the United States. Before getting on the plane, Yang Mo found out that their destination was to Los Angeles. A city on the west coast of the United States, where Yang Mo¡¯s favorite NBA team, the Los Angeles Lakers, is located.
Maybe we can go to Staples to watch the game. The Lakers seem to have a good chance of winning the championship this year!
Yang Mo was thinking wildly in his mind. Although his current strength is like a god to ordinary people, his thinking is still not completely separated from ordinary people. He still has ordinary people's joys, anger, sorrows, and can still watch basketball games. . After all, this is a thinking habit that has been maintained for almost forty years in two lifetimes.
The long flight was depressing and boring. After sitting for a while, Yang Mo simply closed his eyes and silently gathered his energy.
Yang Mo immediately felt a lot of energy rushing into his body after using his true energy. Moreover, he seemed to hear the sounds of fighting, iron-hoofed artillery fire, and various shouts. Although he could not understand the language, he could clearly feel it.
And at this moment, the plane experienced violent turbulence.
At this time, Long Aotian beside him quickly shook Yang Mo awake and said, "Are you seeking death? You are actually practicing on a plane. Aren't you afraid of causing turbulence in the barrier and causing a plane crash?"
"Ah?" Yang Mo quickly stopped and asked Long Aotian with a confused look on his face: "What's going on?"
"Hurry up and fasten your seat belt. I will talk to you when the plane is stable." Long Aotian muttered angrily and quickly buckled his seat belt. Yang Mo also fastened his seat belt in the turbulent situation. At this time, the stewardess had already staggered over to comfort the panicked passengers.
Yang Mo also looked a little flustered. Although he was a martial arts master, he still couldn't fly after all! If something happens to this plane, it's really not worthwhile to die on it. It's like you've just become emperor and you haven't chosen a concubine yet. What's not a tragedy?
In this unwilling panic, the plane bumped for nearly half an hour and finally returned to stability. The captain also told everyone through the loudspeaker that the alarm was lifted.
Suddenly, there were gasps on the plane, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief. No one wanted to die!
Yang Mo also breathed a sigh of relief, finally not dying at an altitude of 30,000 feet. After he was relieved, he immediately approached Long Aotian and asked in a low voice: "Professor Long, what is going on? Why can't you practice on the plane? I just found that a lot of energy was flowing into my body? "
"What do you think?" Long Aotian gave Yang Mo a rare look and said angrily: "If I could practice, wouldn't I have practiced earlier? The energy you just inhaled is the biggest culprit of causing turbulence."
Yang Mo scratched his head and apologized a little, but still asked in confusion: "Then what is going on?"
"The sky is the weakest place in the world. As soon as you absorb energy, it is easy to cause conflict and chaos. Fortunately, I just stopped you, otherwise we, the airplane people, will all die in the conflict of strong energy. By then, Even if the black box is salvaged, we still don¡¯t know the cause of death.¡± Long Aotian explained: ¡°If you don¡¯t want to die inexplicably next time, you¡¯d better ask me before you do anything, do you understand?¡±
"I understand, I understand!" Yang Mo nodded quickly. He would really not dare to do it next time. It was too scary and he almost lost his temper.
Seeing that Yang Mo had a good attitude towards admitting his mistake, Long Aotian stopped criticizing him and asked, "By the way, did you hear something just now?"
"I really wanted to hear the sound of fighting. It was very fierce. It felt like there were thousands of troops and artillery fire." Yang Mo rubbed his head and recalled the sounds he heard at that time.
"Oh." Long Aotian nodded thoughtfully and said, "It seems that the world has just entered the age of firearms."
When Yang Mo heard what Long Aotian said, he was very surprised and asked quickly: "Professor Long, so you mean that what I just heard was a voice from another world?"
"Otherwise? Do you think it's someone playing next door?Movie? "Long Aotian said angrily.
"Oh." Yang Mo nodded and asked again: "How many worlds are there?"
"There is a saying in Buddhism that there are thousands of worlds, one flower and one world. The world is everywhere. Anyway, there must be as many as stars, but they can't travel freely between each other." Long Aotian said with great depth like a great philosopher. : "That's fine, let's not interfere with each other. Civil wars in each world are enough. If one world goes to war with another, the ones who suffer will always be those defenseless innocent people."
When Long Aotian talked about philosophy and started worrying about the country and the people, Yang Mo was so interested that he stopped talking. He has never been a person who speaks great principles, and he has never thought about serving the country or the people. He only knows how to live his own small life, and draw a sword to help when there is injustice.
Yang Mo is just such a person, and meeting the reborn person is considered a success.
Because of Long Aotian¡¯s warning and the terror of turbulence. Yang Mo finally resisted the temptation of those energies. I arrived in the United States in a daze, half asleep and half awake.
When we got off the plane, it was already evening in the United States time.
When the two walked out of the airport, they found a short, middle-aged Chinese man wearing a weird green shirt and long braids next to the airport aisle, holding a sign that read: Professor Long!
Long Aotian took Yang Mo and walked over. When the man saw Long Aotian, he immediately led the way. He didn't say anything, which made Yang Mo a little curious and thought to himself: Are all Americans so cool?
The weird short man led the two of them outside the airport and went straight into a black Toyota commercial vehicle. After getting in the car, the short man drove in front silently, and Long Aotian also kept silent and closed his eyes to rest in peace. This surprised Yang Mo and quickly asked: "Professor Long, where are we going?"
"Go where you should go." Long Aotian said quietly with his eyes closed, trying to figure out something.
Sometimes Yang Mo really wants to say something to Long Aotian: Long Aotian, if you didn¡¯t pretend to be cool, we would still be good friends.
But then I thought about it, the two were never good friends, they could only be regarded as a teacher-student or master-disciple relationship. Moreover, is it possible for Professor Long to teach philosophy without pretending? This is a professional skill that people must have. And it's too low-level to be used. An old professor in the philosophy department must be like this!
The short man in front drove for more than an hour, passing through the bustling urban area and driving on the quiet highway for a while before he saw the lights. And the car drove into these lights.
Taking advantage of the stars and lights outside, Yang Mo looked at the environment. This was an independent castle villa that looked quite luxurious, although it was a bit far away from the city.
But, in the United States, it¡¯s the same. Rich people live in the suburbs. Only poor niggas live in urban areas. This is completely opposite to China. China's rich people can't wait to build a big villa in the center, and there is a plaque hanging outside, "Home of the richest man in such-and-such city!"
After entering the villa, the driver parked the car outside the hall, then got out of the car and opened the door, looking like a servant.
After Long Aotian led Yang Mo out of the car, he said to the short man with long braids: "Mute servant, is Bai Yulong in the hall?"
The short man with long braids nodded and made several gestures to Long Aotian.
Yang Mo looked confused, but Long Aotian nodded repeatedly and said: "So Emperor Xiao Yan is here too!"
Yang Mo was very surprised when he heard this and asked in a low voice: "Professor Long, can you understand such messy gestures?"
Long Aotian did not answer Yang Mo but cupped his hands to the mute servant and led Yang Mo inside. As he was going up the stairs, Yang Mo reminded Yang Mo: "Although the mute servant is mute, his ears can still hear clearly. You should respect the mute servant in the future. He was also a martial arts master before, and his kung fu skills are not much worse than yours now." "
"Why is a servant so skilled?" Yang Mo whispered.
"He was not a servant at the beginning." After Long Aotian said this, knowing that Yang Mo would definitely continue to ask questions, he directly blocked his mouth with words: "Okay, stop asking, go in later, don't talk. , just treat yourself as mute, you know?"
"Know!"
Although Yang Mo didn¡¯t know why Long Aotian arranged it like this, he still nodded in agreement. After so many things, he also knew that Long Aotian was sincerely good for him and would not harm him.
The stairs are not long, only eighty-one steps. I quickly walked up and entered the hall.
Looking at the lobby from the outside, it looks very resplendent, but when you walk in, it feels a little too rough. There were only a few tables and chairs set up, which seemed very empty. What surprised Yang Mo was that there were three big characters hanging above it: Juyi Hall!
Is this Shuibo Liangshan?Yang Mo muttered something strange in his heart. Shouldn't this kind of thing only be seen in martial arts novels or TV series? Why is there such a thing hanging in such a fancy American mansion? It shouldn't be!
"Brother Long, you have indeed kept your promise. Is this your disciple? He looks so energetic and talented!" The white-bearded middle-aged man sitting on the Grand Master's chair saw Long Aotian and the others coming in and immediately stood up to greet them. road.
"We haven't seen each other for many years, but Senior Brother Bai is still shining brightly, and his skills are far better than before!" Long Aotian also said politely.
However, what surprised Yang Mo was that he did not introduce him to Yang Mo. Logically speaking, Senior Brother Bai mentioned himself, so he should introduce him, right?
At this moment, the handsome middle-aged man with a mustache next to Yang Mo suddenly took action against Yang Mo. While taking action, he said with a smile: "Master Nephew, let Master Xiao come and try your skills. "
As he said that, he struck with a palm.
????????? This Master Xiao was so strong that he didn¡¯t want to test his kung fu at all, but instead seemed to mean to hurt others.
When Yang Mo saw this, he didn¡¯t care about any taboos. If you deliberately hurt someone without saying a word, don¡¯t blame me for being rude. Immediately, he shouted loudly, released all Thor's hammers, and punched them hard!
Suddenly, the entire empty hall thundered and rumbled non-stop.
?????????????? Master Uncle Xiao, who was originally very confident in teaching this nephew a lesson, immediately withdrew his power when he saw such a domineering and sharp palm wind, and prepared to fly backwards to avoid the punch. But once Thor's hammer is released, how can it return without success!
Bang!
The next punch hit Uncle Xiao on the back, poof!
Uncle Xiao spat out a mouthful of blood, and then his whole body collapsed. Yang Mo's fist penetrated straight through his chest. When Yang Mo pulled it out, he saw only a hole as big as the mouth of a bowl.
Uncle Xiao didn¡¯t even hum and died tragically on the spot.
"You, you, what are you doing?" Senior Brother Bai suddenly panicked when he saw Yang Mo killing Emperor Xiao Yan with one fist. He pointed at Long Aotian tremblingly and asked, "Brother Long, what are you doing?"
"It's normal to have a life or death in a martial arts contest. My disciple is still young in cultivation. He only knows how to attack and doesn't know how to measure. Emperor Xiao Yan shouldn't seek death on his own!"
"Youthis is wrong." Senior Brother Bai wanted to say harsh words, but when he saw Emperor Xiao Yan who died tragically on the spot, he suddenly became a little afraid. After not seeing each other for many years, Long Aotian actually trained such a powerful apprentice. If these two people join forces, they are definitely no match!
"Whether it's right or wrong, it doesn't matter what you say, and it doesn't matter what I say. It has to be decided by the elders of the division. Senior Brother Bai, you are the acting head now. I ask you to preside over the meeting on the first day of next month and host it again. Tell the brothers who expelled me from the school that day, I, Long Aotian, am back. I kept my promise and came back with my apprentice. The debts I owe back then should be repaid with my life, and those who should be repaid should pay back the money." Long Aotian He said with unusual indifference, full of momentum.
When Long Aotian said this, Yang Mo felt a little strange. From the first moment Long Aotian appeared in front of him, his image was elegant. Now that he suddenly became so cold and stern, I was really not used to it.
And Senior Brother Bai was even more unaccustomed to it. He said with some trembling: "Brother Long, why is this necessary? You are no longer a member of the sect, so you have to be merciful and merciful!"
"Haha. You have to be merciful and be merciful!" Long Aotian sneered, his laughter full of indifference and ridicule, and said slowly: "When you said this, why didn't you think about how you treated me back then? I I came back today just to get my things back, which is fair. Compared to my whole family of thirty-one, who do you think is more merciful?"
"Brother Long, let him go by the wayside"
"Okay, no need to say more, I'm here to bring you a message today. It's up to you whether you want to pass it on or not!" Long Aotian put down these words and turned around to leave.
When Yang Mo saw this, he quickly followed him.
What happened today made him confused. Originally, he felt a little guilty for killing Uncle Xiao, but there was nothing he could do about it. Once Thor's hammer was launched with all its strength, there was no way he could take it back with his current skill.
However, after listening to Long Aotian's words, he seemed to feel that Uncle Xiao should be killed.
He really wanted to ask Long Aotian what the whole family of thirty-one people meant, but thinking that it might also touch other people's sadness, he decided not to ask any more questions.
The two came out of the hall, got into the mute servant's car, and then drove in the other direction.
Along the way, Yang Mo was always wandering between speaking and not speaking. He felt it was too impolite to ask questions. He was afraid that if something really sad happened, he would not know how to end it. But he didn't ask, because he felt sad in his heart.?Suffocated and panicked.
Just when Yang Mo was extremely confused, Long Aotian took the initiative to chat: "Yang Mo, do you know why the mute servant became like this?"
"I don't know." Yang Mo shook his head realistically.
"Because he will die if he doesn't become mute." Long Aotian said with a slight smile, a bit bleak in his smile.
"You asked me before if I had been to Shenlongjia. I can tell you now that I have been. I can also tell you that I have also been to the Sacred Battlefield. I was contaminated with marrow grass when I came out of there." Long Aotian suddenly talked about the Shenlongjia again.
As soon as he said this, Yang Mo immediately became interested and quickly asked: "Then what happened to you inside?"
"Nothing happened to me inside. I only understood one thing, and that is that this world exists in multiple dimensions." Long Aotian said slowly: "But earth-shaking changes have taken place outside."
Although Yang Mo wanted to hear more about the sacred battlefield, since Long Aotian brought the topic outside, he couldn't help but ask: "What happened outside?"
"I stayed in the Sacred Battlefield for three years. Thenmy father, the leader of the Dragon Gate, was killed. My mother, my wife, my son, and my daughter all died tragically. There was only one mute servant left in the family. People." Long Aotian said sadly: "Do you know who the person who did this is?"
Yang Mo vaguely guessed who it was, but he still didn't dare to say it, for fear that he might say it wrong.
"They are my father's eight disciples. They just want to get my father's Shenlongjia road map, which is the road map to the sacred battlefield. My father also entered the sacred battlefield back then." Long Aotian said with incomparable indifference.
"So many people have entered the sacred battlefield?" Yang Mo was immediately surprised.
"What's weird about this?" Long Aotian smiled slowly: "Half of the people in the Sacred Battlefield joined later. Everyone spontaneously went to do something meaningful."
"What's the matter?" Yang Mo asked immediately. This was really important to him.
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