I Have An Impenetrable Fortress

Huo Yiming's whole body shook violently, first he looked confused, and then there was a flash of light in his pupils.

He quickly came back to his senses, and saluted Zhang Dongyun: "Thank you, Your Majesty, for teaching!"

Zhang Dongyun looked at the other party's eyes with a little appreciation.

The talent and understanding of this young man is indeed extraordinary.

Of course he didn't fully understand what Zhang Dongyun instructed him, but being able to come back to his senses so quickly showed that he had grasped the basic idea.

This is not easy for a warrior who is still in the eleventh level.

After all, Zhang Dongyun's tricks to teach him are relatively difficult.

"Forgive me for your boldness, Your Majesty, can this junior bring back the method you taught me?" Huo Yiming asked tentatively.

Zhang Dongyun said: "Xie Feng's errands are considered attentive, and this is a reward for you as a whole Prison Dragon Sect, but Xie Feng and the others won't be as suitable as you."

Huo Yiming was delighted: "Thank you, Your Majesty, Long En."

He also faintly felt that His Majesty's advice was the most suitable for his own situation.

If it were someone else, even if it was Xie Fenglai, the leader of the Prison Dragon Sect in the fourteenth realm, he might not be able to understand this method as deeply as he does.

But since His Majesty allowed him to pass the method back to the Prison Dragon Sect, he would naturally not hide his secrets.

He is an orphan, he was adopted by the Prison Dragon Sect since he was a child, and he has long regarded it as his home.

"Go." Zhang Dongyun waved his hand.

Huo Yiming hurriedly thanked En and resigned.

After Mr. Wu Yun left the Daming Palace, he listened to Mr. Wu Yun's instructions: "You stay for a few days, and someone will go to the Western Regions with you. On the way, you should introduce the local situation to them. After arriving at the place, we will part ways."

"Please don't worry, sir." Huo Yiming nodded, and immediately found a place to live in Chang'an City.

In the Daming Palace, a picture of light and shadow appeared in front of Zhang Dongyun, presenting Huo Yiming's figure.

On the side, Shen Herong, who looks like a thirteen or fourteen-year-old girl,

With hands behind their backs, they watched the light and shadow screen together with Zhang Dongyun.

In the light and shadow, because of the Invincible City, the black dragon that Huo Yiming himself couldn't see, circled slowly above his head again.

"The bloodline of the Xuanjialong is also somewhat similar in appearance, the more you look at it, the more it looks like..."

Shen Herong muttered to himself: "Could it be that it's really Fifth Brother's blood?"

She turned her head to look at Zhang Dongyun with a strange expression on her face.

To be honest, she couldn't imagine her fifth elder brother getting married and having children.

He was even more surprised than when he found out that Ao Kong had a daughter.

If Zhang Dongyun hadn't told her about this, she couldn't help but wonder if something was wrong.

"I also feel a little surprised, but I shouldn't be mistaken." Zhang Dongyun said.

Back then, Zhang Dongyun was a little surprised when he witnessed the young man from the Jail Dragon Sect fighting with all his might through the seals of Ao Ying, He Sanyang and the others. the result of:

This young disciple named Huo Yiming of Dongsheng Shenzhou Western Prison Dragon Sect is the descendant of Lei Han, the "Dragon Demon Great Emperor" among the Twelve Yamas in the past.

To some extent, like Ao Ying, he can be regarded as Zhang's eldest nephew?

Not to mention that Shen Herong couldn't believe it, but Zhang Dongyun, who was blessed by the Invincible City, felt absurd.

"Who is his mother?" The girl who had always looked young and mature had a rare question mark on her head at this moment: "Does Fifth Brother know that his son was imprisoned in the Longpai Mountain Gate in the Western Regions? How much does Xie Feng know about this?"

Zhang Dongyun showed an interested smile on his face.

At present, Huo Yiming himself should not know about this.

Not just his father, but his mother as well.

In his memory and cognition, he was an abandoned baby who was adopted by the prison dragon sect since he was a child.

At that time, even Xie Feng hadn't broken through to the fourteenth realm, and he was fighting against Abbot Huaiyong and Abbot Xiankong.

Afterwards, he was brought up by members of the Prison Dragon Sect and showed his talent in martial arts, so he naturally became a disciple of the Prison Dragon Sect.

Huo's surname is the surname of his adoptive father, who died early, and he can be said to have grown up eating hundreds of meals in the Prison Dragon School.

His parents never found him, and he didn't know where they were or who they were.

Fortunately, Xie Feng and his classmates took good care of him, so he grew up all the way, and he didn't have any psychological shadows. On the contrary, his temperament was quite easy-going and cheerful.

"Huo Yiming and Xie Feng didn't know about it." Zhang Dongyun said: "It's just that Xie Feng and a few people in the sect noticed that his blood was different, and suspected that he was a human-dragon hybrid."

Hearing this, Shen Herong turned his gaze.

Zhang Dongyun knew what the doubts were in her heart: "It is so old that people in the devil way can hardly inherit the bloodline, and Huo Yiming did look like the bloodline of the Xuanjialong at first glance. It is no wonder that Xie Feng was mistaken."

Shen Herong smiled: "It can be seen from this that his mother is also a human, not a monster."

Zhang Dongyun nodded slightly.

But this didn't explain anything, Shen Herong was just joking, at this moment she had just recovered from the previous shock.

"Fifth brother hasn't moved at all, do you know that Huo Yiming is on our side, so you have scruples?"

Shen Herong shook his head slightly: "It's not like him..."

Zhang Dongyun smiled: "But he should know where he is."

"That's right, not to mention his heir, even if it's an item, Fifth Brother will never allow it to be lost. He must find out its whereabouts." Shen Herong nodded.

She looked up at Zhang Dongyun: "Brother, do you want to clarify this matter with Beiju Luzhou?"

Zhang Dongyun said: "Don't worry, it's not us who should be nervous."

Shen Herong smiled: "Then let's cover up the identity of this child first?"

"Just let the seventh and eleventh brothers know," Zhang Dongyun said.

Shen Herong nodded.

Naturally, it is necessary to say hello to Su Po and Ao Kong.

But she still needs to tell Ao Kong a few words.

After all, the relationship between Ao Kong and Lei Han is bad.

The young man's eleventh uncle has never been a reasonable and good-tempered person.

"I heard that this kid has good talent?" Shen Herong changed the subject with a smile.

Zhang Dongyun said: "Taller than Yinger, He Sanyang, and Chen Chaoyan."

Shen Herong's eyes lit up: "That's really rare."

After a few days, Zhang Dongyun's evaluation was verified.

Huo Yiming, who was retreating and cultivating in Chang'an City, successfully broke through the bottleneck of the past and reached the twelfth level of martial arts, which is also the third level of Martial Emperor, the level of sweeping the eight wastes.

When the nine tripods are completed, the eight desolations will bow their heads, and everyone in the world can go there. With the energy of the body's energy and blood, it can break through the secrets of space to a certain extent.

The boy himself was surprised.

He studied and practiced hard earlier, and gradually consolidated the foundation of the eleventh realm, and has the background to move towards the twelfth realm.

But it is still not easy to break through this heavy door and wall barrier, and it needs to continue to practice hard for many years.

But now, through Zhang Dongyun's guidance, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and he quickly figured out the mystery of setting up nine tripods to sweep all wasteland.

Now, he has finally succeeded in selling this step, and his cultivation has broken through to the twelfth realm.

His strength is extraordinary, and he is not comparable to ordinary warriors in the twelfth realm.

I'm afraid that many elders of the thirteenth realm in the prison dragon sect may not be his opponents.

Huo Yiming was happy in his heart, but he was in a calm mood. He quickly suppressed his mood and continued to work hard to nurture him.

A few days later, he received a notice from Mr. Wu Yun that he was going to bring people back to the Western Regions.

In Tianshu Hall, Huo Yiming saw his companions this time, they were three monks and one small, four monks.

It was the three brothers Huixing, Huijing, and Huiming, plus the former young monk Yongse of the Lingguang Temple in Zhongtu.

The four of them wanted to go to the Western Regions. Huo Yiming returned to the Western Regions and traveled with them. On the way, he introduced them to the current situation of the Western Regions, as well as the local customs and dangerous places.

Along the way, Huo Yiming vaguely felt that among the four, Huixing, the oldest, and Yongse, the youngest, were a little preoccupied.

But Huo Yiming was not a talkative person, so he didn't ask too many questions.

After everyone arrived in the Western Regions, he extended a polite invitation to the four monks to visit the Prison Dragon Sect, and said goodbye to them.

The four monks bid farewell to Huo Yiming, watched him go, then turned their heads and looked at the vast yellow sand in front of them together, no one spoke for a while.

After a long time, Yongse, who was finally the youngest, broke the silence first: "Is this the Western Region?"

Although he was preoccupied, the little guy was still curious and looked around.

"Yes, here it is." Huiming smiled and nodded.

Seeing that Yong Se hesitated to speak, he smiled and said, "This is the place where the Dharma was spread to the Middle Earth. Of course, if we really want to count, the source is farther west."

The little monk nodded slightly.

He had heard from his master before that Buddhism in China originated from the Western Regions many years ago.

"What my Buddhist disciples have learned is indeed from the Western Regions, but now, the Western Regions must no longer be as grand as before." Monk Huijing interjected at this time.

Yong Se shrank his neck: "Brother, does Chang'an City not like our Buddhist sect?"

Huiming smiled: "How could it be? If that's the case, how can we brothers and sisters stand here securely? How can the heart of Bodhi Temple and the uncle and the others gain a foothold in both the Central Earth and the Western Regions?"

Yong Se said in embarrassment: "I see many Buddhist temples and many brothers and uncles, all...all..."

Huiming sighed softly: "That's right, many of them were expelled by Xin and Uncle Shi."

Yongse touched his little bald head.

He thought of his master again.

Master has been locked up in Chang'an City.

And there are many fellow disciples of Lingguang Temple who were locked up together and worked with Master.

I heard that a few senior brothers were finally released by Chang'an City, but the master and most of them all denounced those senior brothers as traitors.

Am I a traitor too?

Yongse was full of confusion.

His current level of cultivation is still the sixth level of Buddhism, which is wonderful, and he has never been able to comprehend the true meaning of Sumi.

The spirituality of the Buddhist practice is the most important thing. Although Yongse has deep roots of wisdom and extraordinary talent, but with his current state of mind, let alone progress, if he does not regress, he will already want Amitabha.

On the other hand, the monk Huixing, who had been silent all along, was quietly looking at the land of the Western Regions in the distance, and there seemed to be something brewing in his eyes.