Chapter 141

In the Daming Palace, Zhang Dongyun rubbed his eyebrows.

It's not his fault that he and Shen Herong were surprised.

According to the memory left by the evil emperor, or according to the inherent impression of their brothers and sisters, Ao Kong, the king of ape and dragon, could never get involved in such things as caressing their adopted children.

Through the blue sky eye, Zhang Dongyun's side is quite good.

Over there, Shen and Rong rarely fell into a state of dullness, and his eyes were straight. For a moment, he did not know how to answer each other's words.

The girl in purple clutched her hand anxiously.

"Are you the daughter of the ape king?"

"Yes, my name is Ao Ying." The girl in purple replied, "I lost my father before. I'm looking for him."

Shen He Rong asked, "is he here in Xinyuan county?"

"We lost here. I'm not sure where he is now. I can only look for it first." Ao Ying replied.

At this time, two people's heads suddenly heard a huge noise.

Looking up, you can see that yunmo, the leader of Qingxia mountain villa, has already made a real fire with little monk Huiming.

Yunmo is no longer unarmed. The famous Qingxia spear of the eastern Tang Dynasty is in his hands. When a shot is pierced, the green light flashes, as if to pierce the whole Kongshan.

His cultivation is higher than Huiming, and his shooting skills are sharp. The green light converges on the front of the gun, as if invincible.

Although Huiming rallied Xumi Jinshan, it was still hard for Huiming to take this shot with the strength of the seventh level.

"Benefactor Yun, I have offended you."

The young monk said, and finally opened his palms and clenched his fist with one hand.

The seventh realm of Buddhism is called Xumi. If you will Xumi mountain, you will have infinite power.

It can condense and manifest the defense and protection of Xumi mountain, and can also take the initiative to attack and subdue demons and spread Dharma.

Huiming's thin body, but this moment broke out to sell martial arts strong people dare not despise the huge power.

Under one blow, it seems that Xumi Jinshan smashes into yunmo.

Cloud desert eyes are cold, a little blue light on the front of the gun, more and more cold.

He is confident that if Huiming really dares to take his gun with his fist, he will pierce Xumishan with this shot.

However, master Huiming passed on the magic power of Buddhism. In addition to internal practice, he also practiced Xumi's subduing magic fist.

The exquisite part of the fist style lies in the green haze spear on the cloud desert.

Huiming's fist was gentle and graceful, which just avoided the front of the gun. Then, from the side, it was as powerful as Xumi mountain and hit the shaft of Qingxia gun.

The front of the gun was shaken open by Huiming's fist.

Yunmo shot down, abruptly take the gun, look unprecedented dignified, looking at the young monk in front of him.

Although different from martial arts, most of them have their own external practice methods.

However, martial arts is to control moves with the help of the body's Qi and blood, while other paths of cultivation go through their own methods.

For example, when the Taoist school forgets the truth temple, he has the hand to poke the dragon. When the disciples of the Taoist temple fight with others, they can also fight close to each other.

However, for other ways of practice except martial arts, external practice is not the mainstream.

It seems that the Dragon poking hand of forgetting Zhenguan. If he only uses this move to fight, yunmo is confident that he will be stabbed to death by his spear, even if he is the Taoist priest holding the dust.

But now, the little monk, with his physical martial arts, took over his Qingxia gun?

It's a level lower than that of Shangxiu!

"Master is good at cultivation."

Yun Mo said slowly, "but that witch, Yun Mou is determined to get it!"

After he said that, the green Xia gun in his hand turned into a Taoist green light and stabbed at the little monk Huiming.

Before, yunmo was still on guard against whether there were more enemies around him, but at the moment he put down other distractions and went all out.

In front of him is an enemy who needs his all-out efforts.

In the eighth state, yunmo tried his best, and his momentum was different from that just now.

The green light twinkled in succession, and seemed to cover the whole top of Kongshan for a time.

This time Huiming didn't even have time to speak. He was so absorbed that he resisted the attack of yunmo.

Xumi subdues the devil fist by him to the extreme, as if moving a Xumi mountain to fly back and forth.

Qingxia gun's front is repeatedly hit by him, but Qingguang is more and more urgent and faster, which makes Huiming's pressure constantly increase.

If you keep it for a long time, you will lose it. If you continue for a long time, there will be loopholes.

Yunmo, the leader of Qingxia mountain villa, is like a patient hunter, constantly oppressing Huiming and capturing Huiming's flaws.

However, the toughness of the little monk on the opposite side was far beyond his expectation.

Since I have to concentrate and focus on the other side's gun, I don't want to do anything.

It seems dangerous, but Huiming looks more and more peaceful.

His mind is in a state of emptiness.

Although yunmo is going all out, he is still worried about the escape of magic dragon.

At the moment, Huiming has forgotten the magic dragon, Chang'an City, Shen Herong and even himself. There is only a little clear brightness on the platform to illuminate the trajectory of the opponent's gun.Fortunately, Shen Herong did not forget him. When he took Ao Ying to break through the encirclement and escape, he let the cloud under his feet separate out a cloud, which was like a rope around Huiming's waist and pulled him along.

Although the cloud desert has the upper hand, Huiming is like a reef standing on the sea. It will not fall down even if the waves are pounding.

Yunmo intends to bypass Huiming, but Huiming's fist is always chasing his gun.

The master of Yunzhuang was very angry and stabbed at the cloud that dragged Huiming.

But just then, in the middle of the air, suddenly a little thick ink dispersed.

The air, like a pond, the ink ripples and spreads.

The flashing blade of the gun pierced into the thick ink, and the evil spirit disappeared.

Cloud desert suddenly startled.

In addition to Huiming, the other side also has a Confucian master?

Just focusing on Huiming's cloud desert was startled, and hastened to play a spiritual alert.

But around, do not see the figure of home expert.

Yunmo attentively observes and listens, but still can't find each other.

Is it that the strength of the other side is much higher than that of him?

Yunmo is uncertain.

Chang'an's eyes smile through the palace.

The ink, of course, was written by Shen Herong.

But she didn't do it now, but when she was close to Kongshan, she left ink in the air and ambushed in danger.

Huiming didn't notice, and yunmo didn't notice either.

But now, we leave Kongshan together. Shen and Rong choose this side on purpose. Yunmo chases after him and steps on one thunder after another.

Under the effect of her magic, Huiming falls on the cloud Luohua cover and flies far away.

Other martial artists of Qingxia mountain villa who intend to stop them are all blocked by ink.

Yunmo didn't know what was going on, but in a hurry he ran after Shen and Rong.

But on the way, a huge ink mark suddenly appeared, covering more than one mu in the air.

Cloud desert whole person almost one head bumps into Mo Li.

He stopped in time, but the ink swept over him in turn.

Yunmo can only crack the ink with his own spear.

After the ink was removed, Shen and Rong and others were far away.

“…… Chase Yunmo hesitated for a while, but still led people to chase: "we must stop people before they return to Chang'an!"

Shen and Rong looked back: "there are not many places left in Xinyuan county. We'll finish looking for it."

Ao Ying is a little surprised. Yunmo and others are chasing after her. She thought Shen He Rong would suggest returning to Chang'an first.

Shen and Rong didn't explain much. He just controlled the clouds and flew to the last few prefectures of Xinyuan county.

Although Ao Ying is uneasy, she still thanks Shen and Rong, and then points out the other party to find her father.

"What if there is none in sinwon?" Shen He Rong asked.

Ao Ying sighed: "two months later, it's my birthday. If Dad remembers, he should go to meet me at the place appointed by me."

Shen and Rong nodded and did not ask where the other party was.

She looked at Huiming again.

The other side is still standing still, in a state of emptiness and emptiness, which needs a little time to recover.

At this time, if anyone moves him easily, it will immediately cause his automatic counterattack.

The little monk's two ears don't hear about external affairs, so Shen and Rong have no scruples about talking to Ao Ying.

"The inheritance is good. It has the shadow of Zhongyue temple, but it is somewhat different." She seemed to be talking to herself.

Through the green sky eye, Zhang Dongyun listened, but slightly raised his eyebrows.

In the memory of the evil emperor, there is no Zhongyue temple.

But he was familiar with Huiming's boxing.

However, it did not originate from Zhongyue temple, but from Leiyin Temple destroyed by twelve Yanluo in the past.

"It is said that after the Leiyin temple was destroyed, the monks who fled later built the Zhongyue, Bodhi and Lingguang temples." Shen murmured.

Ao Ying in front of her listened and shook her head: "I don't know."

Zhang Dongyun, on the other side of the blue sky eye, was thinking.

It's no wonder that little monk Huiming is so skillful in boxing.

Generally speaking, apart from the practitioners of martial arts and Taoism, Buddhists are the best at practicing Dharma, which is related to their way of practice.

From the inside to the outside, the spiritual power bestows on the physical body. The stronger the spirit, the stronger the body will be. Even the strength and strength are more than the martial arts masters in the same realm.

On the contrary, martial arts is from the outside to the inside. The stronger the body's Qi and blood is, the stronger the spirit will be. The stronger the body is, the stronger the spirit and soul will be. All evils will not invade, and they will not be afraid of the attacks of other practitioners against the spirits.

From another point of view, the two are also facing each other.

If a warrior is injured, Qi deficiency and weakness will affect the spirit and become weak.

If a Buddhist master breaks down, the body of Vajra will collapse quickly.In the aspect of physical body, Buddhist practitioners can barely compete with those of martial arts and Taoism. However, when it comes to the adaptability of moves, they are always better than those with strong martial arts.

Huiming's ability to cultivate Buddhism in the seventh level and fight against yunmo in the eighth level is not only because he has stepped into a state of clear mind, but also the quality he has learned all his life, which is even higher than that of Qingxia villa where yunmo was born.

In Daming Palace, Zhang Dongyun smiles a little.

Huiming, however, let Shen and Rong expose something.

Of course, it may be her own initiative to take this account.

Monk Huiming withdrew from the empty state of Lingtai and wondered why Shen and Aoying did not return to Chang'an.

"Sister Aoying and her father are separated. She is looking for her father in Xinyuan county." Shen explained.

When Huiming heard his words, he said nothing more.

He paid more attention to the people who chased them.

As well as in the air is not emerging, blocking the cloud desert and other groups of thick ink.

"Are there Confucian masters to help us?" Huiming asked.

Shen and Rong did not change his face: "it may be Mr. He in the city. You have seen the bald brother."

Thinking of the scholar in white, Huiming suddenly felt cold in his vest.

The three soon toured the remaining capitals of Xinyuan county.

However, aokong, the "ape Dragon King", has not yet been found.

"Let's go back to Chang'an first, and we'll look for it later." Shen He Rong comforted Ao Ying.

They set foot on the way back, but yunmo and others still refuse to give up.

It's not just Qingxia villa people following them.

In the distance, another figure appeared: "did you fall in the hands of Chang'an people?"

In the three offerings of the dark Pavilion in the eastern Tang Dynasty, the only remaining martial arts master Mu Hongyuan is lost in thought.

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