The call Li Mu received was naturally from Su Cuo.
After Li Mu returned to Earth for the first time and reported the threat of the martial arts civilization to Earth, the country's surveillance of the starry sky outside the solar system had been upgraded to the highest level.
This was a project of international cooperation. All the major countries had joined forces and shared their technology. They had launched the most advanced detection satellites to the edge of the Milky Way Galaxy and were constantly monitoring the movements outside.
Therefore, as soon as the battleship in the depths of the starry sky entered the detection range, the warning had already been sent back to all parts of the earth.
All the satellites were shared by the major powers, so they received the news almost at the same time.
As one of the senior leaders of the relevant project, Su Cuo and Fan Zu 'ang also received the news as soon as possible.
At that time, Su Cuo was working hard to rebuild the Huaxia Martial Alliance in the Jiuquan Desert.
Song Changlin, who returned to Earth with Su Cuo, was the scientific and technological leader of the research institution.
There were many people like them who were not famous, but they were actually hiding in the most critical positions, quietly contributing and selflessly conquering. Even if they died, few people knew about it. But it was they who really supported the continuation of the race and civilization in this world.
"I see."
Li Mu's tone was calm.
"Don't worry. China will not be in chaos with me."
He solemnly promised on the phone.
On the other side of the radio wave, in the command room where Su Cuo was, the group of people with the highest status in this race were also listening attentively. Li Mu's answer was like an indescribable magical force directly injected into everyone's heart.
"China will not be in chaos with me."
Six simple words, but they represented the heaviest promise in the world at the moment.
Even the most demanding people had to admit that this young man, who was called the Eastern God of War, was indeed the patron saint of this ancient eastern land. If it weren't for his appearance a few years ago, China would have been in chaos like many countries in Europe, America, South America, Africa, and the Middle East, where demons ran rampant and cultivation forces were divided.
It was no exaggeration to say that it was Li Mu who laid the foundation for the relative peace of the entire 9.6 million square kilometers of land in the east.
In the past period of time, the country had made a lot of preparations and accumulation.
But when the crisis came again, many people found that this young man in his early twenties was still the most trustworthy and expectant one.
"China will not be in chaos with me."
These six words were powerful and resonant, like gold and iron.
How fortunate it was to have Li Mu in the East!
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In the ancient temple.
"Are you really not going to make a move?" Li Mu couldn't help asking the old faker again.
"Now is not the time."
When the old faker answered, he held a cigarette in his mouth and curled up the corners of his mouth. He carefully took out a card with his right hand, grinded it with his fingers, shook his head, and threw it directly into the card pool without looking at it. The whole movement was done in one breath.
Li Mu nodded.
The old faker was like a tortoise eating the weight of a steelyard — he was determined not to take action.
There was no point in saying anything more.
Li Mu said, "Well, I'm going to the Qinling Mountains. Now that the army of the six major races has arrived, their vanguard masters must have landed on Earth through the Ancient Ancestor Gate in the Qinling Mountains. If I don't kill the vanguard troops of the six major races, they may really break the tactical deployment of the Star Graveyard and invade the solar system. At that time, there will be a great disaster, and Earth will suffer heavy losses."
The old faker drew another card, but it was still not what he was waiting for. He shook his head, threw it away, and said absent-mindedly, "Go, go."
At this moment. "I won, haha." When Old Zhang saw the cards that the old faker threw, he was very excited. He stood up and said, "Double Biscuit, hahaha, you can also win like this. Give me money, give me money."
The old faker was stunned. Then he raised his hand and swept all the mahjong tiles on the table to the ground. He said, "Hey hey, who said I just hit a fool? I don't admit it without evidence …"
Li Mu and the group of old men were speechless.
The quality of the cards was too bad.
"Damn it, it's strange. Since I lost to that little Taoist, I can't play cards at will anymore. Has all my luck been stolen?" The old faker was very puzzled. He pretended to mutter something and pinched his fingers to calculate something.
"That's boring," Old Zhang said bluntly.
"Yeah, this is the 18th time you've flipped the table."
"Can't we have fun together?"
The other old men also said.
"Shh, don't make a sound. Don't disturb me when I'm going against heaven to change my fate," the old faker said mysteriously.
"Pfft."
Everyone was speechless.
The old faker suddenly said, "Forget it, you young people." He pointed to a group of old men in their eighties and said, "Don't stay in Randengsi Village. Go to the Qinling Mountains with this little bastard. A domestic hound … No matter how powerful a lion is, it still needs to hunt in the wild to prove itself."
A series of black lines appeared on Li Mu's forehead.
Fortunately, Hound did not say the latter words. "It's so immoral to compare a group of old men in their eighties to dogs."
However, a group of people born in the eighties suddenly became excited. They had a sense of excitement like tigers coming out of the cage and mad bulls coming out of the pen.
After all, they had been staying in the village to practice with those "explorers", and they could not kill them. After a long time, they were tired of it.
"By the way, you don't have to worry too much. Although the great tactical deployment of the Star Graveyard is incomplete, it won't be so easy to break. Wait in Randengsi Village for another two days and take your dog with you." The old faker stood up and stretched himself. Then, he said to Li Mu, "Also, don't take Huang Yeer and Huang Shu to the Qinling Mountains. Let them stay with me."
Li Mu looked at the old faker in surprise and said, "Okay."
"Why does this old guy suddenly care about the two sisters of the Yellow Dragon Tribe?"
He walked out of Randengsi Temple and called Su Cuo, asking her to arrange someone to send the Husky to Baoji City. At the same time, he refused Lu Xun, Xiao Dong, and the others' request to fight, so that they could still focus on rebuilding the Huaxia Martial Alliance and reclaiming some resources in Mount Song.
Two days later.
The military transport aircraft arrived as scheduled through the Transmission Station.
As soon as the hatch opened, a black bolt of lightning rushed down.
"Woof, you heartless bastard. You finally know that you miss me."
The Husky stood on its hind legs and stood on its hind legs. It was very fast. Dressed in a very decent black suit, a pair of sunglasses, and carrying a backpack on its back, it rushed to Li Mu, stuck out its pink tongue, wagged its tail, and licked Li Mu's face.
"Silly dog, look at you …" Li Mu didn't know what to say.
The old faker beside him was also a little surprised. He clicked his tongue and said, "It seems that it's going to awaken its natural instinct. The cheap spirit in its bones can't be stopped even if it is reincarnated."
A group of old men also surrounded the Husky and stared at each other.
"Is this the general?"
"That scourge? He's back again? "
"Has he become a demon?"
The old men clicked their tongues in wonder.
The Husky coughed, took off its sunglasses, and said very discontentedly, "Let me remind you. You're not young anymore. Why are you all so tactless? What do you mean by scourge? If I hadn't controlled the stray dogs and domestic dogs in the village, how could Randengsi Village have the sign of a civilized and sanitary village? Don't burn the bridge after crossing the river. "
Li Mu was speechless. He directly slapped the back of the silly dog's head and interrupted it. "Well, it's almost time. Let's go into the mountain."
The old men were already fully armed. They were wearing light green military uniforms of the People's Liberation Army that had long been retired. They were the ones that they had worn in the past. They were sewn and patched up, and they were very clean. They even raised a bright red military flag. They looked like a small army and were quite awe-inspiring.
However, it was completely different from the style of the cultivation world.
Such a group of old men, plus a Husky in a black suit, sunglasses, and a backpack.
They were all dressed in strange clothes.
Li Mu thought he was wearing a white Li Ning sportswear, which was the most normal one.
Li Mu took out the flying boat that he had prepared a long time ago and entered Qinling Mountain with 12 King Kong old men and a dog.
Mount Shaozu, where Randengsi Temple was located, was originally a branch of Qinling Mountain. Going deep into Mount Shaozu, they passed through a large expanse of white fog. The new world, known as the geographical dragon vein of China, was presented in front of Li Mu and the others.
There was abundant Spiritual Qi, towering mountains, and a boundless green sea with undulating waves.
Before the outbreak of spiritual energy, the Qinling Mountains were one of the best preserved primeval forests in China. Now, it had turned into a primeval green sea. The scenery was beautiful and spectacular. Looking down from the flying boat, it made people feel relaxed and happy, praising the uncanny workmanship of nature.
The speed of the flying boat was very fast.
About an hour later, they had already gone hundreds of thousands of miles deep into Qinling Mountain.
Above the eastern sky, a huge space-time vortex with a radius of hundreds of miles could be seen from a long distance.
That was the Gate of Ancient Ancestors.
Another hour later, Li Mu and the others came directly under the Gate of Ancient Ancestors.
This was the top of a 10,000-meter-high mountain. The terrain at the top was smooth and flat, like a small plain on the top of the mountain.
But at this time, the trees had been cleared, and different camps were densely packed. There were at least thousands of forces from all over the world gathered there, with different thoughts in mind. They maintained a delicate balance, waiting for the opening of the Ancient Ancestor's Gate.
The atmosphere was extremely tense.
Li Mu and the others came by flying boat, which attracted some people's attention.
"Stop. Who are you? Tell me your name. If you are not qualified, you can't enter Xuantian Mountain." Several figures appeared in the void and blocked the way of the flying boat.
They were ancient cultivators dressed like western ascetics.
Li Mu stood at the bow of the flying boat and looked down. There were indeed many masters on the plain on the top of Xuantian Mountain. As soon as he opened his Dharma Eyes, he could see wisps of energy fluctuations rising to the sky like beacons and smoke. It was extremely shocking.
"Are you blind? The Eastern War God Li Mu is here. Get out of here."
Old Zhang looked at the western cultivator dressed like a white man and was annoyed, so he directly scolded him.
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