In the tavern next to an alley in Mingzhu City, the old monk Puji frowned with a happy expression after Yang Mo left.

"At a young age, he has the strength of the sixth layer of martial arts. However, how could the aura on his body be so strange, and it made me feel like it was the same as those in the Dragon Tomb Mountain......"

Because of Yang Mo's appearance, some memories resurfaced in the old monk Puji's mind.

Dragon Tomb Mountain, which is only opened once every five years, the old monk Puji is nearly eighty years old this year, and he has entered Dragon Tomb Mountain no less than ten times before and after. But each time, there was no way to get into that place. And those who guarded that place, they called themselves Dragon Guards. Even after Puji reached the acquired consummation, he was not the opponent of these dragon guards at all.

Now that he met Yang Mo again, the old monk Puji felt the same aura as Long Wei from Yang Mo's body. The old monk Puji once asked those dragon guards if their cultivation had surpassed the martial arts acquired and entered the martial arts innate nature. However, those dragon guards in turn ridiculed the old monk Puji, saying that they were cultivating the Heavenly Dao, which was far from being comparable to the Martial Dao.

As a result, this knot has been pressed on the heart of the old monk Puji. What exactly is the way of cultivating the heavens? Isn't martial arts the only way to cultivate? So much so that the old monk Puji's cultivation has become more and more profound, and he has even reached the peak state of the day after tomorrow when his breath is restrained and he has returned to the basics, but he still has not been able to break through to the innate for a long time.

"Could it be that today's little friend is also cultivating the Heavenly Dao, not the Martial Dao?"

The old monk Puji's heart was in turmoil, and the Buddha's heart, which was originally quiet and inactive, was completely disrupted. He mechanically ate roast chicken and drank the white wine in the pot, but the sweet and spicy did not dilute his sorrow.

"Old ...... Master...... Would you like to have some more wine?"

Cui Guan'er, the owner of the tavern, stepped forward and asked with a smile, the old monk Puji is also a frequent customer in his shop. This old monk who eats meat and drinks wine in the Fangong Temple of Tianma Mountain, he is not surprised.

"No...... No...... The poor monk has enough to eat and drink!"

Wiping the oil on his mouth and putting away the wine jug, the old monk Puji sighed with a smile, and then walked out of the tavern with slow steps.

Xiangnan community, Lu Yunping's home. Lu Xiaoye's face was full of tears, looking at the empty house, she really couldn't believe that her mother Lu Yunping, who had been dependent on her for ten years, left her like this.

"No, I can't. I...... I don't want my mom to leave me. I...... I want to get my mom back......"

After struggling mentally for a long time, Lu Xiaoye wiped the tears on his face and chased out. Because she knows that if she doesn't chase Lu Yunping back now, it is very likely that she will never see her again in this life.

But now it has been several hours since Lu Yao left with Lu Yunping, and Lu Xiaoye chased him downstairs, so he didn't know where to go.

"Before, before the door opens...... I seem to faintly hear the ...... inside the house What my grandfather and mother said...... Tomorrow there will be a martial arts tournament in Tianma Mountain...... Then, my grandfather must have taken my mother with him. I don't care, if my mother insists on leaving, I must follow her side, no matter where she is. ”

Before being adopted by Lu Yunping, Lu Xiaoye had always been in an orphanage, lonely, and she never wanted to experience that bleak feeling. She wants to stay by her mother Lu Yunping's side, in this world, only Lu Yunping is her relative.

"Tianma Mountain, okay! Since my mother has gone to Tianma Mountain, I will chase after it. ”

With a destination, the stubborn Lu Ono did not hesitate to take a taxi to the Mingzhu City Bus Station, before Lu Ono and his classmates went to Tianma Mountain for a tour, knowing that the latest tour bus to Tianma Mountain was at 4:50 p.m.

At 4:30 in the afternoon, Yang Mo inquired for a long time, and then took the tourist bus that sent the car to Tianma Mountain at 4:50, and bought a tourist map of Tianma Mountain by the way.

"Lu Xiaoye......? Why is it so coincidental that you have to go to Tianma Mountain?"

At this time, Yang Mo was wearing a mask and a hat, so Lu Xiaoye didn't recognize him. But Yang Mo saw that Lu Xiaoye's state didn't seem to be good, his face was narrow and tear-stained, obviously he had just cried. And now it's already more than four o'clock in the afternoon, at this time, it is obvious that I want to spend the night on the mountain to go to Tianma Mountain, Lu Xiaoye is a little girl, what are you doing when you go to Tianma Mountain so late?

Yang Mo's divine sense glanced at it and found that there were a lot of martial artists on this tourist bus. Presumably, these martial artists are going to Tianma Mountain to participate in the martial arts competition, but most of these martial artists are below the third level of the day after tomorrow, and Yang Mo estimates that they are all peripheral disciples.

Seeing that Lu Xiaoye was sitting in the seat at the front of the bus, Yang Mo did not step forward to greet Lu Xiaoye, and now it was inconvenient for him to reveal his identity, after all, he had offended the Cangyun Sect of the Ten Ancient Martial Sects. Now that he recognizes Lu Xiaoye, it will hurt her.

At this time, Lu Xiaoye didn't have the heart to observe the other people on the bus at all, she struggled in her heart, thinking about how to speak after she found her mother Lu Yunping in Tianma Mountain.

Soon, the tourist bus started, got on the highway out of the city, and drove quickly towards the Tianma Mountain tourist area. Although Yang Mo didn't recognize Lu Xiaoye, along the way, his divine sense was all over the bus, watching Lu Xiaoye's every move at any time.

Lu Xiaoye's state today was very abnormal, and Yang Mo's divine sense found that she was leaning back on her seat alone in a daze, frowning, and then tears quietly slipped down.

"What the hell is going on? Why does Ono look like this?"

Lu Yunping has never treated Yang Mo well, and it was she who made Yang Mo feel cared for for the first time. Even if Lu Xiaoye hated Yang Mo so much before, for the sake of Lu Yunping, Yang Mo would never let Lu Xiaoye have anything to do. Therefore, Yang Mo had already made a decision in his heart, and when he arrived at Tianma Mountain in a while, he would definitely follow Lu Xiaoye first to see why she came to Tianma Mountain so late alone.

More than two hours later, at about 7 o'clock in the evening, the tour bus began to slowly drive into the tourist area at the foot of Tianma Mountain. Most of the people on the bus were local villagers who had entered the city late, and a small number of them were tourists. In addition, there were five or six martial artists mixed in, and they were about to get out of the car, Yang Mo's divine sense swept over them, and there were two martial artists sitting behind Lu Xiaoye, who actually started Lu Xiaoye's idea.

The cultivation of these two martial artists is not high, they are only the second layer of martial arts, and they have obscene appearances. As soon as the tourist bus stopped, Lu Xiaoye got off the bus, and the two warriors followed quickly.

There were many local villagers who ran family hotels in the station holding signs to solicit customers, and Lu Ono was very familiar with the car and casually followed an aunt. The two warriors didn't want to think about it and followed closely, Yang Mo saw that of course he couldn't sit idly by, got out of the car, and followed closely.

Limin Hostel, a three-storey residential building converted family hotel. There are only a dozen rooms, and Lu Ono has been to Tianma Mountain once, and he knows that most of the family hotels here are like this. After paying the money at the front desk of the hotel, registering the ID card, and getting the key to room 203, Lu Xiaoye went upstairs. It's late today, and she heard that her mother Lu Yunping will only arrive at Fangong Temple tomorrow, so she plans to have a good rest at night and wait for Lu Yunping at Fangong Temple early the next morning.

What Lu Xiaoye didn't notice was that the two warriors who had been following her also stayed in the Limin Hotel, and they lived next door to her, 204, and the two took the key and went upstairs with a silver smile on their faces.

"The hostess, stay at the hotel. Open me a room on the second floor. ”

Yang Mo followed, frowned, and also opened a room on the second floor, and followed. Those two martial artists were not good people at first glance, and Yang Mo was not worried that Lu Xiaoye would live here alone at night.

When he opened the door and walked into room 206, Yang Mo's divine sense spread, monitoring the movements of Lu Xiaoye of 203 and the two warriors of 204 at all times.

Sure enough, the two warriors were in the room and began to discuss how to deal with Lu Xiaoye.

"Senior Brother Zhou Ling, tsk...... This girl is really the best! In my opinion, there is no need for our top ten beauties in the ancient martial arts world to be worse! If we can really get her hands on her tonight, it will not be in vain for our senior brothers to go out of the mountain once. Hey hey ......"

"Of course. Senior Brother Chen Ming, wait until late at night for a while, the two of us sneaked directly into the next room, and the two of us who are martial artists on the second floor of the day after tomorrow want to deal with an ordinary woman, and we are not ready to catch it. But I have to say it in advance, I'm a senior brother, and I must come first. ”

"Of course! Of course, Senior brother, anyway, with the cultivation of the two of us at the second level of the day after tomorrow, to participate in this martial arts competition is simply to accompany the prince to study. It's better to take the opportunity to be chic!"

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The two warriors named Zhou Ling and Chen Ming were both from the Kunling Sect, a small sect of ancient martial arts. All of their elders live in the Fangong Temple, and the two of them secretly went to Mingzhu City to play, but they didn't expect that on the bus back, they could meet a superb beauty like Lu Xiaoye.

Zhou Ling and Chen Ming, who have been practicing martial arts in the deep mountain sect all year round, have not tasted a woman for several years, let alone seeing a beautiful beauty like Lu Xiaoye.

"Senior Brother Zhou Ling, I see, there's no need to wait late at night. Senior brother, I can't wait, anyway, who else is our opponent in this small inn? Just ...... us now" Rubbing his palms, Chen Ming narrowed his eyes and said impatiently.

"Okay, that's what I mean, let's go...... Senior Brother Chen Ming ......" Zhou Ling also had a bad smile on his face, and as soon as the two of them walked into the room, they immediately walked out of the door and walked to the door of room 203 where Lu Xiaoye was, Chen Ming stepped forward and knocked on the door.

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