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There may be dangers, but there may also be opportunities.

Ye Xing's body had just approached the Dark Gate, and suddenly his face changed, and he quickly retreated.

"This dark gate seems to be devouring my true yuan power just now!" Ye Xing's eyebrows were tightly locked, and his gaze was extremely solemn.

The moment he was about to step into the dark gate just now, Ye Xing felt that his true yuan power was constantly passing. You must know that the True Yuan Force is the energy that urges the purple light cluster, if you lose the True Yuan Power, wouldn't it mean that you will be trapped in the Dark Gate?

"Forget it, I still don't go in, it's more dangerous to go in recklessly like this. Let's wait until the end of the New Year, and when everything is ready, let's see if I want to go in!" Ye Xing's eyes flashed, and he just restrained his strong curiosity.

He immediately turned around and walked back, came to the aqua blue light gate again, and stepped into the aqua blue light gate with his feet raised.

The next moment, the scene in front of him changed, and Ye Xing appeared in the ancient well of the earth's ancestral home.

As soon as I returned to Earth, the mobile phone in my pocket was ticking non-stop, apparently all kinds of unread text messages and missed calls.

Ye Xing immediately took out his mobile phone, swiped the mobile phone screen, and entered the text message box to view.

The first thing that caught my eye was a text message from the Industrial and Commercial Bank of China, reminding Ye Xing that 80 million yuan had just been credited to his account.

"Wu Qiang, this kid!" Ye Xing couldn't help but smile helplessly.

There is no doubt that this huge amount of money was sent by Wu Qiang, and it is not the first time.

The development of the Changsheng Martial Arts Hall is extremely rapid, and in just a few months, the Changsheng Fist has become popular all over the country, and branches have been built in various cities. Many office workers, even students, retired seniors, etc., often go to the Changsheng Martial Arts Gym to practice Changsheng Boxing. Therefore, the benefits of the Immortal Martial Arts Hall are very huge.

In fact, when Ye Xing taught them the Immortal Fist, he just did it casually. After all, "Immortal Fist" is just an ordinary boxing method, which can play a role in strengthening the body of the people, and at the same time will not attract the attention of relevant departments. Its nature is only equivalent to taekwondo, yoga and the like. Of course, the effect is definitely stronger than taekwondo, yoga and the like. After all, no matter how ordinary it is, it is also a martial artist on the side of the martial arts continent, if it weren't for the thin vitality of the earth, maybe a group of martial artists in the qi training period would be born.

Ye Xing did it casually, but for Wu Qiang, it was a grace of reconstruction. Therefore, fifty percent of the income of the Changsheng Martial Arts Hall is used for the construction of the Martial Arts Hall. The other half, Wu Qiang gave it to Ye Xing, the master who taught him boxing.

At that time, Ye Xing directly refused. Because money is just a number for Ye Xing, as long as it is enough to spend. Otherwise, if you are willing, with Ye Xing's ability, you can get tens of billions or even more at any time.

It's just that although Ye Xing refused, Wu Qiang asked for Ye Xing's card number from Zhu Dazhuang, and then gave Ye Xing money every month. What makes Ye Xing helpless, he can't blame him because of the kindness of others.

As a result, Ye Xing's bank card will always have tens of millions of yuan more every month, and with the development of the Immortal Martial Arts Pavilion, there will be more and more money.

There were a lot of text messages in the short message, Ye Xing quickly flipped through it, and soon finished reading it. Many of them are happy Chinese New Year messages from classmates and friends.

After reading the text message in the text message box, Ye Xing turned to the missed call again, and he was suddenly startled at this look.

I saw that there were as many as sixty or seventy missed calls, and about half of them were calls from my parents.

"It's over, it's miserable! This retreat is estimated to have made the two elders anxious. Ye Xing smiled bitterly, and could only dial his mother's phone number head-on.

"Dut...... Toot toot!"

The call was quickly connected.

"Hey, Mom!" Ye Xing said a little weakly.

"You...... You kid is still willing to call, do you know what day it is, where have you been fooling around these days............ ￥......%&￥%......%...... ￥56......”

Sure enough, it was my mother who scolded me head-on. Ye Xing just listened hard, putting on an attitude of admitting his mistake and trying to coax as much as possible.

Fortunately, after the mother nagged and crackled Ye Xing, her anger disappeared slightly, and she told Ye Xing to hurry home for the New Year.

"Whew, it's finally over. The few minutes of talking just now are more tiring than fighting with a congenital realm powerhouse!" Ye Xing smiled bitterly, immediately put away his mobile phone, and then left the ancestral house, preparing to drive to his new home in Luo County.

Today is the Chinese New Year's Eve, and the village is obviously much livelier than usual. Many villagers who worked in other places also went home for the New Year, and every household pasted new Spring Festival couplets.

The streets are lit up, and two rows of red lanterns hang high and stretch into the distance. At the entrance of the village, a few little fart children are happily setting off firecrackers.

Or light a firecracker and throw it into the water, making a splash. Or light the firecrackers on the ground and cover them with an iron can of eight-treasure porridge, and a few seconds later, with a 'bang', the tin can is blown into the air, and a group of bear children are chirping and cheering.

(To be continued.) )