“isabouttoentertheseatt1e?”

Satellite navigation reminds the road section.

“yes!”

Han Luo determined the route through voice control navigation, looked up at the buildings looming in the remote suburbs of Seattle, as calm as usual.

"1akeviecemetery!" Han Luo said.

He slowly descended because he gradually entered the city and began to limit his penis, and pedestrians began to come and go on the roadside.

Seattle!

A place where Chinese people gather mainly, there are residents from all regions and provinces of China, but they are mainly residents of China's coastal areas. Chinatown is glorious and famous here.

Han Luo recalled Chinatown, where there were hawkers, entrepreneurs, acupuncture and cupping. In addition to these ordinary Chinese overseas Chinese, there were also the first generation of Chinese descendants who left after going out to work in the late Qing Dynasty. The Chinese descendants of those people have lived here for hundreds of years. Among them are the huge Xingyimen, Hongmen and other forces.

However, he came to North America to study without notifying the current head of the Xingyi Sect, who has a long history and inherited Yue Fei's martial arts. Because in his mind, in that martial arts world, a woman he loved, is an enemy of the entire martial arts world, and a senior brother who is like a brother, and a sect where the master comes from, he is hard for him to help anyone, and since he made a ten-year appointment with the woman with a very good martial arts war in the East Lake in Wuhan, he is not asking about the right and wrong of the martial arts world. He only represents himself!

In the storm, he was like a retired man who did not care about the world, and did not dare to say anything. Could it be that he would say to Wei Lingjiang and Jiang Haijing, the top ten masters of the world's martial arts, who ranked first and seventh in the top ten martial arts masters: Don't fight? The ups and downs behind them, a little Han Luo, really can't control it.

I came to North America for philosophical attainments, ideological awareness, and study of philosophy in the world.

That sentence back then, the two peaks of martial arts philosophy were not so easy to say. There are three thresholds in martial arts, such as the difficulty of philosophizing, the loneliness of reading, and the danger of losing oneself in the ocean of thought. All of this requires one person to pay, and only by giving can you gain.

"1eft" voice navigation prompts.

The first time Han Luo came to Lakeview Cemetery, he came with admiration.

Lakeview Cemetery, on the hillside of Lake Washington, at first glance, the mountains in the distance are undulating each other, the lake is rippling with microwaves, the wind of trees passes through the lake, blowing towards the distance, a young man from afar, stepped on this grass and walked slowly, the corners of his clothes are blown up by the wind, and the silk is swelling with the wind. The young man is looking forward to a long time. After consulting a friend, he came to a tomb of a deceased person. There are two red and black tombs, and the red tombstone says ‘

Li Zhenfan, under the grass behind the scenes, was the great man who had passed away for hundreds of years. Han Luo bowed deeply, looked at the two lines of Chinese words "to be limited by infinitely, to be unable to be lawful by law", and quietly realized something. As a warrior and philosopher, he naturally understood the meaning. He even felt that he wanted to be able to communicate with the founder of Jeet Kune Do. This is the miss of time. The two seniors and juniors could only meet in this way.

"Bruce Lee..." Han Luo said silently.

The wind blows in the distance, the branches sway, birds sing faintly on the lake, and the white clouds in the sky are so quiet that only these sounds are heard.

Han Luo did not reach out to flatten the corner of his clothes and let the wind blow it. The sound of the lake water in the distance came wave after wave, as if the sound of a boat flute was heard.

Han Luo just stared at the tomb of the great man.

Chinese!

world!

China!

...

The person here has inspired countless young people over the past few hundred years. In just thirty-two years, he has written glory that others cannot write in their lives. Many young people have been studying the reasons behind it before they realized that the greatness of this sage was not accidental, but the deep marks carved with sweat imprinted in the years of life, surpassing the depth of others' lives. His marks are so deep that they have surpassed the years.

"Come and see you..."

When Han Luo was silent and quiet, among the people coming and going not far away, an old North American man in plain clothes had been frosty and white. His wrinkled face was covered with the past. His brown eyes revealed pure respect. He handed flowers in his hand and placed them in front of the tombstone, and began to sweep the tombs at the same time.

Han Luo did not disturb the old man, took a few steps back and looked at the lakeside in the distance.

Here are the old and the young, and there are only sounds of tomb sweeping.

“Netese?”

The old man suddenly asked, obviously asking Han Luo.

"yes..." Han Luo's voice was a little sensible.

"Young man, do you know how to kung fu?" asked the old man from North America.

Han Luo suddenly fell silent, a heavy sentence, Kung Fu!

In North America, the meaning of the word Kung Fu represents China!

"Otherwise you won't come to see him, yse?"

Han Luo was silent again.

"I've been here and have been visiting the grave for seventy years!" said the old man.

Han Luo turned around, was shocked, and bowed to the old man.

The old man was very grateful and said, "I am also a disciple of him. I will benefit from his thoughts throughout my life and explore myself."

Han Luo said silently: "It is naturally a good thing to benefit from the seniors."

"Old!" The old man smiled in Fengshuang's eyes and said with a deep meaning: "Kung Fu is prosperous here. Chinese Kung Fu has become famous all over the years, and can fight and break through!"

Han Luo didn't know what he meant...

"I have something to do, so say goodbye!" Han Luo said, turning around and leaving. The old man gave him a very unusual feeling, and there was definitely no reason. So don't talk too much.

Looking at Han Luo's departure back, the old man suspected to himself: "Is he not a member of the Hongmen?"

…………

The Hongmen word was brought to the ears by Han Luo from afar. Although the sound was slight, he could hear it.

Han Luo was slightly shocked, and did not look back, nor did he want to turn around, and walked out of the cemetery.

"What a good sentence, Hongmen, I heard from my senior brother that he is the overlord of North America and has a strong power. I am sensitive to the overseas Chinese here, and I should not disturb the overseas Chinese here. I study silently and study in a low-key manner. It is best not to contact Hongmen. When Jiang was born in the year, he was born in the Hongmen. He seemed to be sensitive to the Hongmen. These people have strong force and Master seemed unwilling to offend their interests too much. I would not participate in these things. Once I am involved, I will be unable to get out of it!"

Han Luo was thinking in his heart.

When I first met my senior brother, I was already familiar with the history of Xingyi Sect.

Wei Lingjiang's identity was revealed and he left with regret. His senior brother told him some stories about international Chinese.

The third time, Chen Dangxin clearly told himself that the martial arts world in North America seemed to be deeply hidden and had a close relationship with Huaxia 6, but he broke away and expanded his land overseas. When he went to North America on his trip, it was best not to touch the martial arts people. Because there could be guns in the martial arts world there! When the old man talked about his 20 years of teaching Tai Chi to North America, he encountered some troubles, which were related to the interests of overseas Chinese there. The old man had no choice but to take action and opened up a world of Tai Chi to spread to North America. However, Chen Dangxin told him that he had suffered a terrifying gun shot. If he had not had high martial arts skills, he would have fallen in North America.

The martial arts world and martial arts have declined in this modern era.

Gun technology is truly powerful!

Human power has shrunk.

The power of the brain is expanding!

Going to heaven and earth, exploring the universe, truly powerful!

……………………

Han Luo's journey back to Texas happened to be raining heavily, but his mood was hard to suppress.

Han Luo recalled the past few days of her birth in Seattle.

First, I went to the cemetery of Bruce Lee in Seattle, and then communicated with Kimura Mitsumasa. The power of Dharani reappeared. I understood the meaning of martial arts and gained a lot, but I could not resist the shock of the woman.

Meet Wei Lingjiang!

A coincidence!

After several years of separation.

That woman.

Are you OK?
Chapter completed!