On the way back to the martial arts hall, Ye Mo went to check the bank card of Zhang Zhijing's "filial piety". Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

When he saw the large string of zeros that were finally displayed on the query page, even the current Ye Mo couldn't help but feel a little emotional.

That's a full 20 million money, although it's just a string of numbers now, but Ye Mo knows that he can take it out at any time as long as he needs it, and it will be a lot of cash piled up and weighing hundreds of catties.

Maybe this is not a big price for the Zhang family, maybe the martial arts hall owned by Ye Mo at this time is more than this amount, but owning these deposits so bluntly still makes Ye Mo inevitably excited in his heart, and he has a special sense of satisfaction, and even a little complacent, this is the so-called money is heroic courage.

This is the charm of money, and in today's society, no one can deny the role of money.

It's a pity that Ye Mo has already passed the stage of simply pursuing money, this not a small amount of money only made him excited for a while, and when the excitement passed, he still considered the role of this money more rationally.

However, Ye Mo quickly gave up again, but the most important thing now was not this, so he quickly exited the inquiry page and left the bank.

Zhang Xue was about to become a full-time driver at this time, and continued to drive Ye Mo back to the Tianyuan Martial Arts Hall.

"Master!"

"Master Ye!"

When Ye Mo entered the Yangwu Hall, the students who were originally practicing Wing Chun under the leadership of several of Ye Mo's disciples stopped one after another, whether they were students or inner disciples, they all greeted Ye Mo.

"Keep practicing, don't stop. Ye Mo smiled and nodded in response, stopping a few disciples from rushing over and motioning for them to continue teaching.

So the students continued to practice, Ye Mo also looked at it for a while, but he didn't see too much difference, after all, the old and new students were mixed, and the level was a little uneven, and he had actually only been away for a few days, so there would not be much progress.

And it was more than enough for the inner disciples to teach these students, Ye Mo watched it for a while, and then continued to go deep into the martial arts hall with confidence, and soon came to the Xingwu Hall.

At this time, there were some inner disciples in Xingwutang who were doing their own cultivation, and when they saw Ye Mo coming in, those who were boxing stopped boxing, those who were meditating hurriedly finished their work, and a few who were sitting on the side playing with their mobile phones hurriedly put away their mobile phones, and they didn't know whether they were resting or being lazy.

"Master!"

"Master, you're finally back!"

The disciples all gathered around and shouted one after another, with an excited look, as if Ye Mo had been away for a long time.

Unlike the students outside, when Ye Mo left, they lost their guidance.

Although some of the disciples made a slightly faster progress, such as Ye Mo's descendant disciple Chen Guan, or Song Zhizhe, Fang Lei and others, it was only out of talent or hard work, and it was okay for them to practice on their own, and it was really difficult for them to guide the cultivation of other disciples.

Although it has only been a few days, the disciples have accumulated a lot of questions that no one has answered, although Ye Mo has tried to answer some of them through his mobile phone before, but there are also many that he can't make up his mind if he doesn't see the specific situation.

Ye Mo didn't know when he would be able to come back before, so he didn't tell the disciples well, fortunately, most of the disciples were already accustomed to the cultivation environment of the martial arts hall, and it was very convenient to come here to eat and rest, and they could discuss martial arts or test their fists and feet with their brothers and sisters, otherwise Xingwutang might be deserted today.

Ye Mo was also very concerned about his group of disciples, after all, he had been teaching him for a long time, and his feelings had gradually cultivated, and the disciples had finally made some achievements, and he had put himself more and more in the position of being a master.

So Ye Mo probed the cultivation of the disciples one by one and answered their questions.

Compared with those Wing Chun students, these disciples were the first to gain internal strength, due to the foundation of perennial martial arts, there was a bit of momentum of rapid progress, although it was only a few days old, in Ye Mo's opinion, everyone had made some obvious progress, and it also made Ye Mo feel a deep sense of achievement.

This sense of accomplishment was even more satisfying than the 20 million he had just gotten.

That's what it's like to be a teacher.

At noon, Ye Mo had a dinner with his disciples in the cafeteria, and even those who happened to be not in the martial arts hall today, as well as those who had practiced in the quiet room before, were called over by the disciples and gathered together.

Everyone asked Ye Mo whether he had encountered a fight when he went out this time, whether the fight was exciting, and so on, which made Ye Mo laugh, sure enough, it was a group of young people with strong blood, and after practicing martial arts, their minds were full of fights and the like.

Ye Mo picked something that would not be too surprising and said a little, but he also taught them not to think about fighting all the time, let alone to cause trouble.

Maybe in the end, after this group of disciples completes their studies, many people will eventually enter the dangerous realm of the dark world, but Ye Mo still hopes that they can face the danger as late as possible, try to learn more things before this, and gain more strength.

After that, Ye Mo returned to the days of coming to the martial arts hall almost every day, but he still adjusted some time, and even if he came to the martial arts hall, he only spent a limited amount of time teaching Wing Chun and instructing his disciples.

More often than not, he still asked his disciples to teach Wing Chun students on his behalf, and also let his disciples practice more on their own.

Ye Mo spends more often on his own affairs, and this matter is so important to Ye Mo, it will naturally only be that the cooldown time of his dream ability is about to end.

Three months is not long, but it is not short, Ye Mo has done a lot of things in the past three months, but before he knew it, there was only about a week left for the cooldown of the alien energy.

Because of his busyness, his preparation this time was indeed a little insufficient, so he could only work overtime during this time.

And the goal of this dream has been considered accordingly, that is, the sequel to "Smiling Proud Jianghu" that Ye Mo had already dreamed of last time.

"Smiling Proud Jianghu 2: Undefeated in the East"!

Ye Mo has already experimented, if it is the previous sequel of the corresponding movie, one of which has been successfully dreamed of will bring a lot of convenience to the next one, it just so happens that the time is relatively tight now, and there are things in Xiaoao 2 that he wants to try, so it is not surprising that he finally chose this goal.

Ye Mo estimated that although the actors of the corresponding characters in Xiaoao 2 and Xiaoao 1 are different, after all, they still have the same world view, and they should be able to achieve good results.

Whether it was really as he guessed would be known.