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A group of memory information that did not belong to them poured into their minds. The fox and others were dizzy for the first time, and they felt as if they were almost bursting.
All of them were pale and sweating, but they persisted without saying a word.
They understood that it was because they had followed Bai Yang from the beginning that they had such an opportunity, a blessing that no one else could ask for.
When Fox and others adapted to the information in their minds, Bai Yang looked at them and said, "I have imprinted the secret cultivation method on your minds. How far you can go in the future depends on your own efforts and talents!"
"Boss, we will not let you down. If anyone dares to do evil with strong power in the future, we will use our iron fist to crush the darkness in their hearts!" Xiong Daweng said angrily.
Because of the influx of memories, his body tightened and his muscles bulged, and he looked particularly ferocious when he said these words.
Nodding, Bai Yang pointed to the hilltop behind him and said: "Go, the necessary equipment for practicing the Thunder Secret Code and the auxiliary elixirs for nourishing the body have been prepared there. Practice hard. You will need to maintain the order here in the future."
"Thank you boss for your cultivation. We will definitely live up to your trust!" Fox replied with a long breath and took the lead towards the building on the mountain.
No one in other worlds has been able to successfully practice the Thunder Codex for many years, but the use of Earth's technology and electric current has easily solved the difficulty of getting started.
As one of the top ten wonders in the world, it is difficult to get started with the Secret Code of Thunder. Once you get started, as long as you have the resources to keep up, you will make rapid progress, and after practicing, you will be almost invincible at the same level. The unique power of thunder not only has powerful destructive power, but also has great impact on Shinto. The monks also have unparalleled deterrence, so it would be perfect for Fox and the others to practice the Secret Code of Thunder to maintain order in the future.
The seeds have been planted, and we can only wait and see what kind of fruit the poplar will produce in the future.
His mother's accident made Bai Yang not allow a similar situation to happen again. After settling down Fox and the others, he personally went to find his father Bai Jianjun and his fiancée Wang Qingyu.
After finding them, Bai Yang not only passed down the training method of the Thunder Secret Code, but even imprinted the Great Light Sword Technique practiced by Jingchen, a strong man in the realm of human kings from another world, into their minds.
On the premise of being safe, Bai Yang helped them get started, and saw with his own eyes that the power of thunder was generated in their bodies before leaving the resources for follow-up cultivation and leaving with peace of mind.
Again, the cultivation methods and cultivation resources have been given to Bai Yang, and where one can go in the future depends on individual talent and hard work.
Of course, as a close relative, Bai Yang would not sit idly by and ignore them even if they did not make any achievements in their cultivation.
While Bai Yang was busy with these things, a group of special people came to the outskirts of the Alps.
There were more than three hundred people in this group, with an average age of over fifty, and they were dressed in all kinds of strange ways.
There are monks with kind eyebrows and kind eyes in cassocks, Taoist priests with gray hair in Taoist robes, martial arts practitioners in fancy attire, and Western clergy in robes.
They stayed quietly on the outside of the mountains, with ten times more people serving them!
This group of people were originally scattered all over the world. In some ways, they were all a group of highly respected people. Because Bai Yang opened a dojo, they came from all directions to gather here.
It was vaguely possible that this group of people was headed by a middle-aged Chinese man wearing a Chinese tunic suit.
"Everyone who is supposed to come is here, Mr. Liu. Now I'll ask you to help with the introduction."
An old monk in cassock said to the middle-aged man in Chinese tunic suit.
"I'll try my best. I'm not sure whether I can recommend him to you. In the end, it all depends on the person's attitude," Liu Qingshan said.
These highly respected people around the world, who were originally scattered all over the world, somehow learned that Liu Qingshan was once Bai Yang's 'master', and then found him and begged Liu Qingshan to help them introduce Bai Yang, the living god.
Liu Qingshan was also helpless about this. He was a human being, and he had all kinds of ties in the world of mortals. Whether it was because of favors or because he wanted to get some answers. In the end, he agreed and a group of people came. Outside the Alpine Topol Dojo.
"Then please"
After getting Liu Qingshan's answer, a bunch of old people with their chests buried in loess looked at him eagerly and said.
Liu Qingshan had Bai Yang's contact information. In front of everyone, he took a deep breath and dialed Bai Yang's number. He waited for the call to be connected. The people around him didn't dare to say anything for fear of missing something.
The phone was connected amidst a group of people's confusion. Those who were close could even hear Bai Yang's words on the phone, "Mr. Liu, what do you want from me?"
To be honest, Liu Qingshan's mood is complicated now. He never imagined that the young man who had been left to his own devices could now stand at such a height. It would be impossible for him to rely on his old age in front of Bai Yang. He tried to be as calm as possible. Said: "Bai Yang, some people want to see you, is it convenient for you?"
Bai Yang, who received the call, had just left his father's place. Standing on the top of the white clouds, he was stunned for a moment and returned: "I happen to be free now. Where am I?"
After getting Liu Qingshan's answer that they were in the mountains outside the dojo, Bai Yang said "Wait for me", hung up the phone and disappeared into the horizon.
Arriving at the destination in minutes, Bai Yang understood something in his heart after seeing such a group of people. Instead of looking down at these people like a god, Bai Yang fell to the ground and looked at them and said: "This is not the place to talk. Come with me, please don't panic"
As he spoke, Bai Yang thought, and a group of people flew into the sky, flying towards the dojo in the distant sky.
Despite Bai Yang's reminder, when this group of people came to the square above the dojo, most of them had trembling legs. Flying in the air without relying on external force was not the first time for anyone to experience peace of mind.
When everyone calmed down a little and began to observe the dojo with mixed emotions, Bai Yang waved his hand and the big bright knife flew out, cutting the logs into futons and flying them, landing in a circle on the square.
Taking back the Great Light Sword, Bai Yang stretched out his hand and said, "Everyone, please sit down."
Everyone sat down with complicated emotions. The scene was quiet, and they didn't know how to speak for a while.
For this group of old people, the mood was uneasy. They had never thought that they could actually see Bai Yang before. After seeing Bai Yang, he gave them too much subversive knowledge. He led people across the sky and was clearly arranged in the sky. The dojo at the top of the white clouds was as warm as spring. They didn't feel the so-called cold at high places. Instead, the surrounding spring flowers were blooming and beautiful, just like a fairyland.
In this regard, there is no doubt in the minds of this group of people who have been dealing with theology all their lives.
In the quiet atmosphere, Liu Qingshan was familiar with Bai Yang after all. He stood up and coughed and said: "Bai Yang, let me introduce it to you. This is Taoist Master Qingsong of Wudang Mountain in China. This is Master Yuantong of Shaolin Temple. This is Master Yuantong of Shaolin Temple." Zen Master Huiming of Wutai Mountain, this is Changqing Zhenren of Longhu Mountain... This is the Pope of 'Vatican Gang', this is Master Indu Balosheng, this is Xila... "
Liu Qingshan introduced them one by one. Everyone present was a representative figure of various 'faith factions' around the world. They were well-known figures in certain circles. Of course, Bai Yang didn't know any of them.
Among them, some have been dealing with theology all their lives and simply specialize in studying classic doctrines, some specialize in martial arts and want to develop the secrets of the human body, and some have been persistently pursuing the footsteps of God throughout their lives.
In short, on this day, almost all the representatives of the various 'faith factions' on the earth gathered here.
Every time Liu Qingshan introduced someone, Bai Yang nodded and showed no condescension. After all, although these people are just ordinary people, they are also worthy of respect.
After Liu Qingshan spent nearly twenty minutes introducing it, Bai Yang said bluntly: "I wonder what you want to see me for?"
"Mr. Bai, we are here to ask you some questions. I wonder if Mr. Bai can help us?"
After Bai Yang finished speaking, Taoist Priest Qingsong from Wudang Mountain stood up and said something.
After all, the average age of the people present was over fifty, and because of their professional careers, they still had some skills in self-cultivation. After the initial shock, they all calmed down.
"But it doesn't matter," Bai Yang nodded.
Bai Yang's attitude gave them confidence. Priest Qingsong looked at Bai Yang expectantly and asked: "Mr. Bai, everything you have shown during this period has given us a clear understanding of our persistence. I want to ask What’s more important is, are the legends in myths true, and are there immortals and gods in the world?”
Faced with this question, Bai Yang shook his head and said: "I don't know, at least so far, I have not seen any immortal god in the whole world, and I am not an immortal god, just an ordinary person who has mastered special powers."
Although Bai Yang's answer was expected by everyone, it was not the answer they wanted.
At this time, Monk Yuantong of Shaolin Temple asked: "Mr. Bai, are the methods you used used by the legendary immortals and Buddhas?"
"It has nothing to do with immortals and Buddhas," Bai Yang shook his head again and replied without further explanation.
Obviously Bai Yang's answer was disappointing. Pope Vatican looked at Bai Yang and asked anxiously: "Mr. Bai, if you say this, doesn't God not exist at all? Our persistence in life is simply a mistake? But if this is the case, Bai Yang Sir, how do you explain your own existence?"
Bai Yang shook his head and said: "Whether gods exist or not, I haven't seen it with my own eyes and dare not draw any conclusions. Whether your persistence in life is correct or not, the answer lies in your hearts. As for me, just think of me as just a lucky person."
For this answer, people can only smile bitterly, because Bai Yang said it but didn't say it.
"Mr. Bai, before you, there were no traces of gods in the world, and Taoism was not revealed. We have seen countless magical powers and secrets from ancient books, but studying them for a lifetime is just a mirror. What I want to ask is, are we also lucky enough to learn them? These magical powers and secrets?" Master Changqing from Longhu Mountain asked.
When he said these words, the others who originally wanted to say something suddenly shut up and looked at Bai Yang with burning eyes.
Bai Yang knew clearly in his heart that this was probably the purpose of a group of people over fifty years old coming here... [I just love Chinese]