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- "What do you mean?" Yang Mo asked in confusion: "Didn't you say that the sacred battlefield is isolated from the world? Why is our Dragon Gate still connected with it? Or is it some subordinate organization that provides talents?"
Yang Mo¡¯s mind was filled with questions, and Long Aoyao¡¯s words had subverted his established knowledge.
Long Aoyao paused slightly after hearing the words, organized his words in his mind for a while, and said slowly: "Actually, the Sacred Battlefield has never lost contact with us, but it has not been in contact with ordinary people. For thousands of years, we have been There are people who continue to come in and work hard for the holy war. Otherwise we will be destroyed at the end of the Ming Dynasty."
"At the end of Ming Dynasty?" Yang Mo was stunned and confused.
"Do you know why the Qing army was able to enter the pass? Do you know why the Ming Dynasty was defeated? Do you know why the world encountered the coldest years since the Cambrian at the end of the Ming Dynasty?"
Long Aoyao asked Yang Mo three questions in a row, which made Yang Mo confused. He subconsciously asked: "Are these related to the sacred battlefield?"
"Of course! At that time, I was almost broken through by another world, and the huge energy was released and the temperature of the entire earth dropped. Also, global warming now says that carbon dioxide emissions are too much, but in fact there is only one reason, energy hedging imbalance . If the energy hedging was not imbalanced, this amount of carbon dioxide would not be able to change the inertia of the earth at all."
Long Aoyao said slowly, Yang Mo was almost stupid, how could everything be related to the sacred battlefield? So what is it?
"Can you tell me who the Sacred Battlefield is?" Yang Mo asked in confusion.
"Have you read Tao Yuanming's Peach Blossom Spring?" Long Aoyao asked.
"Have you read O? What's wrong?" Yang Mo was confused. He now seriously felt that his brain was not used enough and he could not keep up with Long Aoyao's divergent thinking. Where is this going? Why can I have a hand in everything?
"The people in the Peach Blossom Spring are the remnants of the ancient times, but they are all civilians without fighting ability and children who moved out of the sacred battlefield. The reason why that person did not find the Peach Blossom Spring again is because the people in the sacred battlefield destroyed the waterways, and Moving mountains and pouring earth, blocking all roads.¡±
After Long Aoyao explained this, Yang Mo became even more confused. After thinking for a while, he finally understood something and said, "In other words, Peach Blossom Spring is a nursing home and nursery on the sacred battlefield?"
"It can be understood that the most important thing is to resettle those ancient survivors who have no fighting talent." Long Aoyao nodded and responded to Yang Mo's question head-on.
After hearing this, Yang Mo said with some sympathy: "Aren't they very pitiful? They are still living in a farming society!"
When Long Aoyao heard what Yang Mo said, he couldn't help but smile and said: "Don't worry. The living standards at home are no better than those in the city. You still have TVs, mobile phones and computers at home, and the food Yaoyao eats is pollution-free." Vegetables. Do you think you don¡¯t keep up with the times when you are a householder? It¡¯s true!¡±
After being scolded by Long Aoyao, Yang Mo finally realized that he had become ignorant and ignorant.
So he quickly brought the topic back and asked: "By the way, what is the connection between our Longmen Jijing and the sacred battlefield?"
"Our Longmen ancestors set a rule that each sect leader must choose an elder to go to the sacred battlefield to assist. Later, due to the urgency of the war, the number was changed from one to three. My father's death may be because of those elders They don¡¯t want to go to the sacred battlefield, because they think that going to the sacred battlefield means they are going to die.¡±
Long Aoyao spoke eloquently, and Yang Mo suddenly understood. He originally thought that there was no need for the nine elders to kill Long Aoyao's father, but now this explanation was indeed reasonable and reasonable. No one wants to die!
At this time, Yang Mo suddenly remembered something, and quickly took out the iron tag he carried with him, handed it to Long Aoyao and asked, "Do you know this?"
Long Aoyao took the iron plate and looked at it. He suddenly trembled and said in great shock: "The holy plate is actually a holy plate?"
The holy card?
Yang Mo frowned, confused. But at the same time, he was filled with immense hope. Maybe Long Aoyao could tell him what this iron medal meant.
But, he hasn¡¯t spoken yet. Long Aoyao excitedly held Yang Mo's hand and said excitedly: "So you are the Holy Son! No wonder Zhan Yaofu is so tyrannical!"
Son?
Yang Mo didn¡¯t react. The Holy Card had confused him before, but now a Holy Son appeared out of nowhere, and it was himself!
Does it have anything to do with my mother?
When Yang Mo thought of this, he quickly held Long Aoyao's hand and asked with great excitement: "What Holy Son? What does Holy Son mean?""
"The Holy Son is" Long Aoyao was about to blurt out, but something suddenly came to his mind. He quickly shut up and said, "I can't tell you about this. Anyway, you will know by then."
Long Aoyao was so unreasonable at this time that Yang Mo, who was so intrigued, suddenly shrank, feeling as weak as frost beating an eggplant. Seeing Yang Mo like this, Long Aoyao couldn't help but add another sentence: "Now you know that too much is not good for you. Everything will fall into place. Hurry up and practice!"
With that said, he walked to the side, sat down cross-legged, and silently gathered his energy.
Seeing that he didn¡¯t want to say more and couldn¡¯t push him, Yang Mo could only take two bites of the barbecue and enter the state of practicing.
Yang Mo practiced like this for a month in Yellowstone Park. Apart from eating three barbecues every day, he spent the rest of the time in meditation. He urgently felt the importance of strength. He felt that the world before his eyes seemed to be getting more and more dangerous, and only strong enough strength could protect him from moving forward.
A month later, Yang Mo decided to go and sweep away the remaining seven elders. At this time, he had absolute confidence.
Because his original strength has reached 7,000 combat power, and Thor's Hammer has already exceeded 20,000. Of course, this cannot be used as his continuous combat power, it can only burst out a few times. And these few attacks were more than enough to deal with the seven elders.
Seeing that Yang Mo was full of confidence, Long Aoyao didn't stop him. Ever since he saw the iron sign, he had become very respectful to Yang Mo. He didn't dare to say a word of doubt. He obeyed no matter what he was told. He would go east when he was told, and he would go west when he was told. West. Although Yang Mo felt that Long Aoyao's changes were a bit strange, he still didn't say anything more.
After deciding to go out for revenge, Yang Mo directly carried Long Aoyao and rushed to Jinshan Mountain. It took less than twenty minutes to arrive outside the manor. This was a strength with a combat power of over 20,000. The speed of Fengshen's legs had already exceeded 5,000 yards, much faster than an airplane.
Arriving outside the manor, Yang Mo walked in without hesitation. As soon as he entered, he shouted loudly: "Seventh Elder of Longmen, come out and die!"
Yang Mo shouted, and Qi Ru flashed in front of him at the same time, without any hesitation. Because they were also waiting for Yang Mo's second son to come to their door, they did not take Yang Mo's second son seriously. In their opinion, Yang Mo's strength was at most equal to that of the second elder, and there were seven elders here. The elder's combat power has exceeded 10,000. Isn't it easy to join forces to deal with this little kid?
"Little baby, are you from the sacred battlefield?" The elder did not take action immediately, but asked in a low voice.
"Presumptuous!" Before Yang Mo could say anything, Long Aoyao scolded: "Who are you? Are you qualified to talk to this holy little hero?"
Hearing Long Aoyao's words, the Great Elder understood slightly. This kid must have come from the Sacred Battlefield, otherwise Long Aoyao wouldn't have to be so nervous at all.
But he still guessed wrong. Not only did Yang Mo not come out of the sacred battlefield, but he also wanted to find the sacred battlefield.
"Boss, stop talking nonsense to them and do it!" At this time, the second brother shouted next to him.
As soon as he finished speaking, Yang Mo directly hit Thor's hammer with a blast Bang!
In an instant, the dick was blown into minced meat and shattered all over the floor.
The great elder was extremely shocked when he saw it. This punch actually had a combat power of 13,000.
The first elder was frightened, and the other five elders were even more frightened. The strength of this young man was too terrifying. Is the sacred battlefield really so powerful? Can any young man have such tyrannical strength? Then wouldn¡¯t it mean that we would die without a burial if we go against the sacred battlefield?
Yang Mo caused a psychological shadow in them casually. If Yang Mo told them that he only used less than 70% of his combat power, they would probably be scared to tears and surrender directly on the ground without daring to make any mistakes.
After being startled for a moment, the great elder quickly jumped back half a step and shouted loudly: "Brothers, form a formation!"
As soon as he said these words, Yang Mo's Peak Thor's Hammer, which had a combat power of 20,000, had already dropped from the dead Boom! With one punch, all of them were reduced to minced meat and sunk deeply into the big pit in the yard. From the top view, it is even more shocking than Master Xing's last palm in Kung Fu, because the pit is full of flesh and blood, and when the wind blows, it actually floats away.
After Yang Mo finished the attack, he turned around with a smile and said to Long Aoyao who was stunned and couldn't believe his eyes: "Master, what do you think of this punch?"
"Comparable to a missile!" Long Aoyao was still in shock and replied expressionlessly.
When Yang Mo saw this, he hugged him directly and continued to rush to Yellowstone Park. He wants to train his original combat power to 10,000 points, and then return to China after training Thor's Hammer to 30,000 points.
In the wind and lightning all the way, Long Aoyao, whose skull was deformed by the strong wind, kept murmuring in his heart: "You are indeed the Holy Son! The progress is faster than riding a rocket! Great Elder Trainer After nearly two hundred years, it is actually not as good as his progress in one month. This is too scary! It¡¯s so shocking!¡±
Amidst his muttering, Yang Mo had already arrived at Yellowstone Park and continued to meditate and practice.
After practicing for nearly twenty days, Yang Mo finally achieved his goal, and then said to Long Aoyao: "We can return to China, but before returning to China, I have to go to New York. I have a girlfriend studying here. "
Long Aoyao rolled his eyes after hearing this. Thinking that you are so awesome now, yet you still fall in love with an ordinary girl? I'm not worthy of you, my dear. You can send me flying several hundred meters with just one yawn. So if you put any effort in sex, will that girl be penetrated and exploded by your semen?
Even though Yang Mo was shocked by his current strength, he couldn't see through the thoughts in other people's minds, so he didn't know what Long Aoyao was complaining about. He didn't bother to care about what Long Aoyao was thinking, so he just hugged him and ran towards New York. go.
Now Yang Mo's Fengshen Legs have reached 30,000 combat power points, so the speed has exceeded the 10,000-yard mark, almost reaching the speed of sound. If Long Aoyao's combat power hadn't reached 3,000 points, he would have had to run to death like this. The huge wind resistance had completely changed the shape of his skull. He had to wear a hat now, otherwise the hollow on the top of his head would be It will become the laughing stock of everyone, and the children may even be scared to tears by it. Because only monsters can grow heads like that. How can the top of their heads look like a gourd? If you go out on a rainy day, you'll probably be able to get back half a pound of water.
When he arrived in New York, Yang Mo went straight to Yiyi¡¯s school.
American schools are not like Chinese schools. There are no guards or anything like that. Yang Mo walked in directly without stopping, probably because he looked like a student.
After entering the school, Yang Mo searched for a while and finally found Yiyi who was reading under the tree. So he tiptoed over, gently covered her eyes with his hands, and deliberately asked in English: "Guess who I am?"
"Andy?" Zhou Yiyi guessed a name.
Yang Mo felt a little jealous after hearing this, and quickly asked in Chinese: "Who is Andy?"
Yang Mo was naturally timid when he asked this question. Yiyi quickly turned around and saw Yang Mo who was haunted by dreams, and immediately burst into tears.
When Yang Mo saw Yi Yi crying, he couldn't help but feel stupid. Zhou Yiyi has been tough since he was a child. How have he ever cried like this?
He quickly hugged Yiyi and comforted him: "Okay, okay, don't cry anymore!"
Yang Mo was so good at comforting him that he just stopped crying. Even a three-year-old kid couldn't be deceived by these words. How could he stop Yi Yi from crying? Yi Yi held Yang Mo and cried more and more. Loud.
When Yang Mo saw that she kept crying and that his comfort was not effective, he simply covered his ears and let her cry and vent her anger.
After crying loudly for about ten minutes, Zhou Yiyi finally stopped crying slowly, then let go of Yang Mo's arms, bursting into laughter and said: "Why are you here? You didn't tell me before you came, just kidding What¡¯s the mystery?¡±
¡°I came here to have some academic exchanges, so I came over to see you.¡± Yang Mo said seriously.
Zhou Yiyi laughed after hearing this, pointed at Yang Mo and said in disbelief: "Just you? Academic exchange?"
"What's wrong with me? This year you were away from the country, but I was very successful. I even got admitted to Fuzhou University."
"Just brag. If you can get into Fuda, I can get into Tsinghua University." Zhou Yiyi refused to believe it at all. She grew up with Yang Mo, and she still doesn't know what Yang Mo's grades are? It would be great if you can get a second degree in college, and you're still a college student.
However, the fact is that Yang Mo really got admitted to Fuzhou University, and her score was high enough to go to any university in China, including Tsinghua University, as she mentioned.
" However, Yiyi definitely didn't believe it, and Yang Mo had nothing to do. He didn't have the habit of carrying the admission notice with him. Besides, getting admitted to Fuda is not a problem for him now. Now that he can blow the main teaching building of Fuda into rubbish with one punch, what does it matter if he is admitted to Fuda?
It¡¯s just that Yang Mo has changed so much that Yi Yiyi didn¡¯t have time to keep up with him, and his impression was still exactly that before he went abroad.
At this moment, a white-haired man dressed very enchantingly ran over with his waist twisted. As soon as he came over, he said to Yiyi with a tight voice: "Yiyi, it's not good, Thomas is here to find you again this time." .I heard he brought guys with him."
"Who is he?" Yang Mo asked, pointing at the man dressed enchantingly.
"A gay." Yiyi thought Yang Mo was jealous, so he told him his sexual orientation directly to avoid worrying.?.
Yang Mo is really not jealous. You can tell he is gay just by looking at his appearance, so there is no need to say anything. So, he continued, "I mean who is that Thomas?"
"One of my suitors is the son of the Italian Mafia. I heard that his grandfather is some kind of godfather." Yi Yiyi explained. After that, he noticed something was wrong with Yang Mo's expression and quickly added: "Don't be impulsive." Ah, this is America, there are guns everywhere. Bullets don¡¯t have eyes.¡±
"It's okay, I'm measured." Yang Mo smiled and nodded, looking confident. In fact, he originally wanted to say that I can make bullets grow eyes, but after thinking about it carefully, it was too shocking and unconventional, so he didn't say it again.
At this moment, a black sports car roared over, and after attracting everyone's attention, it stopped next to Sanru.
At this time, a fair-haired man in a leather trench coat walked down. This guy had curly hair, chewing gum in his mouth, and looked like a cynical guy who thought he was awesome. In China, it was just a village. At the mainstream level, I really don¡¯t know how the Italian godfather could give birth to such a stupid grandson. It¡¯s really embarrassing to Marlon Brando.
"Hey, Zhou, have you thought about it clearly?" I heard that you are the only virgin in this school. Please break it to me tonight and I will give you a lot of money." The grandson said, and from He took out a wad of money from his pocket and scattered them one by one!
Yang Mo felt like vomiting after seeing it. This grandson is even more rubbish than the rich second generation in China.
Zhou Yiyi also had a look of disgust on his face. He still wants to flirt with someone like this?
Yang Mo couldn¡¯t stand it when he saw that he had thrown away half a stack of money, so he said to him: ¡°Go away, I don¡¯t want to deal with you.¡±
"Who are you?" Yang Mo suddenly appeared and spoke. The second-generation black man immediately became furious. He stepped forward, pointed at Yang Mo's head with arrogance and said viciously.
"I'm his boyfriend." Yang Mo said calmly.
"Are you his boyfriend?" The man smiled slightly, lifted up his windbreaker, revealed a revolver, and said coldly: "Yellow-skinned pig, come, come with me, I will discuss with you about your girlfriend. matter."
As soon as Thomas showed his gun, Yiyi immediately became excited. She quickly stood up and begged Thomas for mercy: "Thomas, let him go, you can't do this to him!"
"It depends on how you behave"
Thomas had a mean look on his face, and before he finished speaking, Yang Mo grabbed his neck, lifted him to his sports car like a dead dog, threw him into the car, and then turned around and said to Yi Yiyi: " You wait here while I go do something."
With that said, he got into Thomas¡¯ car and drove him away quickly.
When I saw Yang Mo leaving like this on Monday, I couldn't help but be frightened. He quickly wanted to call the police, but Andy beside him started to act like a nymphomaniac: "Zhou, your boyfriend is so manly!"
"What are you doing? Go get your car and we'll follow." Yi Yiyi asked anxiously.
Hearing this, Andy quickly turned around to pick up the car.
By the time he picked up the car, Yang Mo had already driven the car to a nearby suburb.
I found a deserted place, threw him to the ground, jumped out of the car, and stepped on his face. Before he could speak, Thomas, who was frightened out of his mind, had already begged for mercy: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I was wrong. You must forgive me. The person I admire most is Bruce Lee. I also have Chinese ancestry. We are compatriots. You have to forgive me." Don¡¯t kill me!¡±
Yang Mo was too lazy to listen to his explanation. He grabbed him by the collar, lifted him up, and swung him hard into the air After a while, there was only a black spot the size of an ant on his pupil. - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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