I Have An Impenetrable Fortress

In Daming Palace, Zhang Dongyun rubbed his brows.

No wonder he and Shen Herong were surprised.

According to the memories left by the evil emperor, or in other words, according to their inherent impression of being sworn brothers and sisters, "Ape Dragon King" Ao Kong will never have anything to do with raising children.

Across the blue sky eyes, Zhang Dongyun's side is not bad.

Over there, Shen and Rong rarely fell into a state of sluggishness, their eyes were straightened, and they didn't know how to answer each other's words for a while.

The girl in purple grabbed her hand anxiously.

Shen Herong came back to his senses: "Are you the daughter of the Ape Dragon King?"

"Yes, my name is Ao Ying." The purple-clothed girl replied: "I was separated from my father before, and I am looking for him."

Shen Herong asked, "Is he right here in Xinyuan County?"

"We got separated here, I'm not sure where he is now, I can only look for him first." Ao Ying replied.

At this time, a loud noise suddenly came from above the two of them.

Looking up, Yun Mo, the owner of Qingxia Mountain Villa above, has already fought with the little monk Huiming.

Yun Mo no longer used his bare hands, the famous Qingxia Spear from Dongtang was in his hand, once the spear pierced, there would be a flash of blue light, as if it wanted to pierce the entire Kongshan Mountain.

His cultivation base is higher than that of Huiming, and his spear skills are sharp, and the blue light gathers on the spear point as if he is invincible.

Although Huiming condensed the Sumeru Gold Mountain, with the strength of the seventh realm, it was still difficult to just defend and not attack.

"Benefactor Yun, the poor monk has offended you."

After the young monk finished speaking, he finally opened his clasped palms, and then made a fist with one hand.

The seventh realm of Buddhism is called Sumeru, where the will turns into Mount Sumeru, with infinite thoughts, there will be infinite power.

It can condense and manifest Mount Sumeru's defense and body protection, or it can actively attack and subdue demons to promote Dharma.

Huiming's thin and small body burst out at this moment with such a huge power that even martial arts experts dare not underestimate it.

With one punch, it was as if the Sumeru Gold Mountain was hitting Yun Mo.

Yun Mo's eyes were cold, and there was a little blue light on the tip of the gun, which became more and more cold.

He is confident that if Huiming really dares to catch his spear with his fist, his shot will pierce through Mount Sumeru.

However, Master Huiming taught the supernatural powers of Buddhism. In addition to practicing internally, he also practiced Sumeru Fumo Quan externally.

The subtlety of the boxing style is even higher than that of Yunmo Qingxia Spear.

Huiming's fist was gentle and graceful, just avoiding the point of the spear, and then from the side, like a mountain Sumeru, hit the barrel of Qingxia's spear.

The spearhead was shaken away by Huiming's punch.

Yun Mo's shot missed, and he retracted the gun abruptly, with an unprecedentedly dignified expression, staring at the young monk in front of him.

Although other paths of practice are quite different from martial arts, most of them also have their own methods of external training.

It's just that martial arts use the energy and blood of the body to drive and control moves, while other paths of practice pass through their own methods.

For example, in Taoism's Wangzhen Temple, there is a dragon's hand, which helps disciples in the temple to fight with others in close combat.

But for other paths of practice other than martial arts, foreign training is not the mainstream.

It seems that Wangzhenguan's poking dragon hand, if he only fights with this move, Yun Mo is confident that even if Wangzhenguan's master Zhuchen Daoist comes, he will also be stabbed to death by him.

But right now, this little monk, relying on physical martial arts, took his Qingxia Spear?

This monk's cultivation level is even lower than his level!

"Master is good at cultivation."

Yun Mo said slowly: "But that witch, Yun is determined to win!"

After he finished speaking, the Qingxia Spear in his hand turned into streaks of blue light, stabbing towards the little monk Huiming.

Before Yun Mo was wary of whether there were more enemies around, but now he put aside other distracting thoughts and went all out.

In front of him was an enemy who needed his all-out efforts.

Yun Mo in the eighth realm made a full-strength attack, but the momentum was different from just now.

The blue light flickered in succession, and seemed to cover the entire Kongshan Mountain for a while.

This time, Huiming didn't even have time to speak, so he concentrated on resisting Yunmo's attack.

Xumi Fumo Quan was used to the extreme by him, as if moving a Mount Sumeru to fly back and forth.

The tip of Qingxia's gun was missed by him repeatedly, but Qingguang became more and more anxious,

Faster and faster, the pressure on Huiming continued to increase.

There is a saying that if you keep it for a long time, you will lose it. If you continue for a long time, there will eventually be loopholes.

At this moment, Yun Mo, the owner of Qingxia Villa, is like a patient hunter, constantly oppressing Huiming and catching Huiming's flaws.

However, the resilience of the young monk on the other side far exceeded his expectations.

Since I have to concentrate all my attention and focus all my attention on the little green light on the opponent's spear point, then I simply don't think about anything.

It seemed dangerous, but Huiming's expression became more and more peaceful.

His mind is spiritually enlightened.

Although Yun Mo went all out, he was still worried that Huan Tianlong would escape.

At this moment, Huiming put Huan Tianlong, Chang'an City, Shen Herong and even himself all behind him, and there was only a little clarity on the altar, illuminating the trajectory of the opponent's spear.

Fortunately, Shen Herong didn't forget about him, when he led Ao Ying to break through and escape, he let the cloud under his feet split a cloud, wrapped it around Huiming's waist like a rope, and pulled him away together.

Although Yunmo had the upper hand, Huiming was like a reef standing on the seashore, despite the continuous beating of the waves, he would not fall down.

Yun Mo intends to bypass Huiming, but Huiming's fist is still chasing the barrel of his gun.

The owner of Yun Zhuang was furious, and he simply stabbed at the cloud that was dragging Huiming.

But at this moment, in mid-air, a little thick ink suddenly scattered.

The air, like turning into a pond, spread the ink rippling.

The flashing blue light of the gun pierced into the thick ink, and the evil spirit was completely dissipated.

Yun Mo was startled suddenly.

Besides Huiming, the other party also has a master of Confucianism?

Yun Mo, who had just focused on Huiming, was taken aback, and immediately pulled himself together to be on guard.

But all around, there is no figure of a master like home.

Yun Mo observed and listened intently, but still couldn't find the other party.

Could it be that the strength of the opponent is much higher than him?

Yun Mo was in doubt.

In Chang'an City, in the Daming Palace, Zhang Dongyun, who saw all this through his blue sky eyes, laughed.

That bit of ink was naturally written by Shen Herong.

But she didn't make a move now, but when she was close to Kongshan, she secretly left ink marks in mid-air, laying an ambush in case of danger.

Huiming didn't notice it, and neither did Yun Mo.

But now, everyone left Kongshan together, Shen Herong deliberately chose this side, and Yun Mo chased after him, stepping on one thunder after another.

Under the influence of her magic, the cloud air rope pulled Huiming to fall on the cloud canopy, and then flew far away.

Other Qingxia Villa warriors who intended to stop them were blocked by ink marks.

Yun Mo didn't know what was going on, but anxiously, he still accelerated towards Shen Herong and the three of them.

Reluctantly, a huge ink blot suddenly appeared halfway, covering more than an acre in midair.

Yun Mo almost bumped his head into Moli.

He stopped just in time, but the inkblots swept back at him.

Yun Mo could only try to decipher the ink marks with his spear point.

When the ink stains were removed, Shen Herong and the others had already flown away.

"... Chase!" Yun Mo hesitated for a while, but still led people to chase: "Before they return to Chang'an, we must stop them!"

Shen Herong glanced back: "There is not much space left in Xinyuan County, let's find it all."

Ao Ying was a little surprised, Yun Mo and others were chasing after her, she thought that Shen Herong would suggest going back to Chang'an first.

Shen Herong didn't explain much, but just controlled the cloud under his feet and flew towards the last few state capitals of Xinyuan County.

Although Ao Ying was uneasy, she still thanked Shen Herong, and then instructed him to find her father.

"What if Xinyuan County doesn't have one?" Shen Herong asked.

Ao Ying sighed: "Two months later, it will be my birthday. If Dad remembers, he should meet me at the agreed place."

Shen Herong nodded without asking where the other party was.

She turned her head and glanced at Huiming again.

The opponent is still standing still, in a state of emptiness where he is neither thinking nor not thinking, and it will take a little time to recover.

At this time, if anyone moved him easily, he would immediately counterattack automatically.

The little monk was deaf to outside affairs, so Shen Herong spoke to Ao Ying without any scruples.

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

Through the blue sky eyes, Zhang Dongyun heard this, but raised his eyebrows slightly.

In Xiehuang's memory, the name Zhongyue Temple did not exist.

But he also felt familiar with Huiming's boxing skills.

However, it did not originate from Zhongyue Temple, but from Leiyin Temple that was destroyed by Twelve Yamas in the past.

"I heard that after Leiyin Temple was destroyed, the monks who fled later built Zhongyue, Bodhi, and Lingguang Temples." Shen Herong murmured.

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

Zhang Dongyun on the other side of the blue sky eyes was thoughtful.

It's no wonder that little monk Huiming's boxing skills are so superb.

Generally speaking, apart from martial arts practitioners, Buddhism is the best at external training methods, which has something to do with their practice methods.

In Buddhism, the spiritual power strengthens the physical body from the inside out. The stronger the soul, the stronger the physical body. Even simply comparing strength and strength, it is even better than martial arts masters of the same realm.

On the contrary, martial arts is from the outside to the inside. The stronger the physical body is, the stronger the spirit will be. The stronger the physical body, the stronger the spirit will be.

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

When a martial artist is injured and weak, his spirit will also become weak.

If a Buddhist master breaks down mentally, his vajra indestructible body will also quickly disintegrate.

Buddhist practitioners can barely compete with martial arts practitioners in terms of physical body, but when it comes to moves, etc., it is always better for martial arts practitioners.

Huiming was able to resist Yun Mo, who was at the eighth level, with the Buddhist practice of the seventh level and his boxing skills, not only because he had stepped into a state of enlightened mind, but also because of the qualities he had learned all over his body. superior.

In Daming Palace, Zhang Dongyun smiled slightly.

Huiming's appearance made Shen Herong reveal something.

Of course, it is also possible that she took the initiative to confess.

Monk Huiming withdrew from the emptiness of the Lingtai, curious why Shen Herong and Ao Ying didn't return to Chang'an.

"Sister Aoying and her father are separated, and she is looking for her father in Xinyuan County." Shen Herong explained.

When Huiming heard the words, he said nothing more.

He paid more attention to Yun Mo and the others who were chasing after them.

And whether there is thick ink in the mid-air, blocking Yun Mo and others.

"Is there a Confucian master to help us?" Huiming asked.

Shen Herong didn't change his face: "It may be Mr. He in the city, you have seen the bald brother."

Thinking of the white-clothed scholar, Huiming's back suddenly felt cold.

The three of them quickly visited the remaining state capitals in Xinyuan County.

However, the "Ape Dragon King" Ao Kong has not yet been found.

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

They set out on their way home, but Yun Mo and the others still refused to give up.

It's not just the people in Qingxia Villa who are following them.

In the middle of the sky in the distance, another figure appeared: "Did it fall into the hands of the people in Chang'an?"

In the three major enshrinements in the hidden pavilion of the Eastern Tang Dynasty, Mu Hongyuan, the only remaining martial arts master, fell into deep thought.