In Daming Palace, Zhang Dongyun rubbed his glabella.
He and Shen Herong could not be blamed for being surprised.
According to the memories left behind by the Evil Emperor, or rather, according to the impression they had as sworn siblings, Ape and Dragon King Ao Kong would never have anything to do with raising children.
Through the Azure Sky Eye, Zhang Dongyun's side was still considered fine.
On the other side, Shen Herong fell into a rare daze. His gaze was blank, and for a moment, he did not know how to reply.
The purple-clothed girl grabbed his hand anxiously.
Shen Herong snapped out of his daze. "You're the Ape and Dragon King's daughter?"
"Yes, I'm Ao Ying," the purple-clothed girl replied. "I lost contact with my father earlier. I'm looking for him."
Shen Herong asked, "He's here in Xin Yuan County?"
"We lost contact here. I'm not sure where he is now, so I can only look for him first," Ao Ying replied.
At this moment, a loud bang suddenly came from above their heads.
They looked up and saw that Green Dawn Villa's Villa Lord, Yun Mo, was already fighting with the little monk, Hui Ming.
Yun Mo was no longer bare-handed. The famous Green Dawn Spear of Eastern Tang was in his hand. When the spear stabbed, green light flashed as if it wanted to pierce through the entire Mount Hon.
His cultivation was a realm higher than Hui Ming's, and his spear technique was sharp and murderous. Green light gathered at the tip of the spear as if it was indestructible.
Although Hui Ming had condensed Golden Mount Meru, it was still difficult for him to only defend and not attack with his strength at the seventh realm.
"Benefactor Yun, I'm sorry."
After the young monk finished speaking, he finally opened his palms and clenched them into fists.
The seventh realm of Buddhism was called Mount Meru. One's will turned into Mount Meru. With endless thoughts, one would have endless power.
One could condense and manifest Mount Meru to protect themselves, and they could also take the initiative to attack and subdue demons.
Hui Ming's thin and small body erupted with immense power that even martial experts did not dare to underestimate.
With a punch, it was as if Golden Mount Meru smashed towards Yun Mo.
Yun Mo's gaze was cold. The green light on the tip of the spear became colder and colder.
He was confident that if Hui Ming really dared to use his fist to block the tip of his spear, his spear would be able to pierce through Mount Meru.
However, when Master Hui Ming passed down the Dharma Divine Ability, other than practicing it internally, he also practiced the Xumi Subduing Devil Fist externally.
The exquisiteness of the fist was even above the Cloud Desert Green Cloud Spear.
Huiming's fist was gentle and graceful, just in time to avoid the tip of the spear, and then from the side, with the force of Mount Sumeru, it hit the shaft of the Qingxia Spear.
The tip of the spear was blasted away by Hui Ming's fist.
Yun Mo's spear missed and he suddenly pulled back. His expression was unprecedentedly solemn as he stared at the young monk in front of him.
Although other cultivation paths were different from martial arts, most of them had their own external training methods.
The only difference was that martial arts relied on one's Qi and blood to drive and control moves, while other cultivation paths relied on one's own Dharma Gates.
For example, the Taoist Fuzhen Guan had the Dragon-piercing Hand, which could help the Taoist disciples to fight with others, and could also be used for close combat.
However, for other cultivation paths apart from martial arts, external training was not mainstream.
Just like Fuzhen Guan's Dragon-piercing Hand, Yun Mo was confident that even Taoist Daoist Zhichen, the head of Taoist Fuzhen Guan, would be stabbed to death by his spear if he were to fight with this move alone.
However, this little monk before him was able to receive his Qingxia Spear with his physical martial arts?
This monk's cultivation realm was even lower than his!
"Master, you have good cultivation."
Slowly, Yun Mo said, "However, I'm determined to obtain that demoness!"
With that said, the Qingxia Spear in his hands turned into streaks of green light that pierced towards Hui Ming.
Previously, Yun Mo was still wary of whether there were more enemies in the surroundings. However, at this moment, he cast aside all distracting thoughts and went all out.
Before him was an enemy that required him to go all out.
Yun Mo, who was at the Eighth Realm, attacked with his full strength. His momentum was different from before.
Green light flashed continuously, seemingly covering the entire top of Mt. Gong.
This time, Hui Ming did not even have the time to speak. He was fully focused on defending against Yun Mo's attacks.
He executed the Sumeru Subduing Devil Fist to the extreme. It was as if he was moving a Sumeru Mountain back and forth.
The tip of the Qingxia Spear was repeatedly knocked aside by him. However, the green light became faster and faster, increasing the pressure on Hui Ming.
There was a saying that defense was bound to fail. If this continued, a loophole would eventually appear.
Qingxia Villa's Villa Master, Yun Mo, was like a patient hunter at this moment. He kept pressuring Hui Ming and capturing Hui Ming's flaws.
However, the little monk's tenacity far exceeded his expectations.
Since he had to be fully focused on the green light on the tip of the opponent's spear, then he might as well not think about anything else.
Although it seemed like he was surrounded by danger, Hui Ming's expression became more and more peaceful.
The spiritual altar in his heart was empty and clear.
Yun Mo was going all out, but he was still worried that Huan Tianlong would escape.
At this moment, Hui Ming had thrown Huan Tianlong, Chang 'an City, Shen Herong, and even himself to the back of his mind. There was only a bit of clarity in his mind that illuminated the trajectory of the opponent's spear tip.
Fortunately, Shen Herong did not forget about him. When she brought Ao Ying to break out of the encirclement and escape, she separated a cloud from the cloud under her feet and wrapped it around Huiming's waist like a rope, pulling him along.
Although Yun Mo had the upper hand, Hui Ming was like a reef by the sea. No matter how the waves hit him, he did not fall.
Yun Mo wanted to go around Hui Ming, but Hui Ming's fist chased after his spear.
Villa Master Yun was furious. He stabbed his spear at the cloud energy that was dragging Hui Ming.
However, at this moment, a bit of ink suddenly spread out in the air.
The air seemed to have turned into a pond as the ink spread out.
The spear tip flashing with green light stabbed into the ink, and the baleful aura disappeared.
Yun Mo was startled.
Apart from Hui Ming, the other side also had a Confucian expert?
Yun Mo, who had been focused on Hui Ming, was startled. He hurriedly raised his guard.
However, there was no sign of the Ru Family expert.
Yun Mo focused and listened, but he still could not find the other side.
Could it be that the other side was much stronger than him?
Yun Mo was bewildered.
In Chang 'an City, in the Great Ming Palace, Zhang Dongyun, who saw all of this through the Azure Sky Eye, laughed.
That bit of ink was naturally Shen Herong's work.
However, she did not make a move now. Instead, when she approached Mount Kon earlier, she had secretly left an ink mark in the air and set up an ambush.
Hui Ming did not notice it, and neither did Yun Mo.
But now, everyone had left Mount Kon together. Shen Herong had deliberately chosen this place. When Yun Mo chased after him, he stepped on one lightning bolt after another.
Under the effect of her spell, the cloud energy rope pulled Hui Ming onto the Yunluo cover and then flew far away.
The other Green Cloud Villa martial artists who wanted to stop them were all stopped by the ink.
Yun Mo did not know what was going on, but in his anxiety, he still accelerated and chased after Shen Herong and the other two.
Unfortunately, a huge ink mark suddenly appeared halfway, covering an area of more than an acre in the air.
Yun Mo almost crashed into the ink.
He stopped in time, but the ink swept towards him.
Yun Mo could only try his best to break the ink mark with his spear.
When the ink mark was removed, he saw that Shen Herong and the others had already flown far away.
"… After them!" Yun Mo hesitated for a moment, but he still led his men to chase after them. "We must stop them before they return to Chang 'an!"
Shen Herong looked back. "There's not much space left in Xin Yuan Prefecture. We should at least finish searching here."
Ao Ying was a little surprised. Yun Mo and the others were chasing after them. She thought that Shen Herong would suggest returning to Chang 'an first.
Shen Herong did not explain. He just rode the cloud under his feet and flew towards the last few prefectures in Xin Yuan Prefecture.
Although Ao Ying was uneasy, she still thanked Shen Herong and pointed him to find her father.
"What if there's nothing in Xin Yuan Prefecture?" Shen Herong asked.
Ao Ying sighed. "It's my birthday in two months. If Father remembers, he should meet me at the place we agreed on."
Shen Herong nodded and did not ask where it was.
She turned to look at Huiming again.
The other party was still stiff and motionless. He was in a state of tranquility and would need some time to recover.
If anyone touched him at this time, they would immediately trigger his automatic counterattack.
The little monk did not pay attention to external matters. That was why Shen Herong spoke to Ao Ying without any scruples.
"The inheritance is not bad. It has the shadow of Zhongyue Temple, but it's also a little different." She seemed to be talking to herself.
Through the Azure Sky Eye, Zhang Dongyun heard this and raised his eyebrows slightly.
The name Zhongyue Temple was not in the Evil Emperor's memory.
However, he also found Huiming's fist technique familiar.
However, it did not originate from Zhongyue Temple, but the Leiyin Temple that was destroyed by the Twelve Yama Kings.
"I heard that after Leiyin Temple was destroyed, the monks who escaped later built Zhongyue, Bodhi, and Spiritual Light Temples," Shen Herong muttered.
Ao Ying, who was in front of her, shook her head. "I don't know."
On the other side of the Azure Sky Eye, Zhang Dongyun was deep in thought.
No wonder the little monk Huiming's fist technique was so brilliant.
Generally speaking, besides martial arts cultivators, Buddhists were the best at external cultivation. This was related to their cultivation method.
In Buddhism, one's spiritual power would strengthen the body from the inside out. The stronger one's spiritual power was, the stronger one's physical body would be. In fact, in terms of strength and strength, one's body would be even stronger than a martial arts expert of the same level.
On the contrary, martial arts strengthened the physical body. The stronger the Qi and blood, the stronger the spiritual will. The stronger the physical body, the stronger the soul. It was invulnerable to evil and was not afraid of other cultivators' attacks on the soul.
Looking at it from another angle, the two of them were at odds with each other.
When a martial artist was injured, his Qi and body would be weak, and his spirit would also be weakened.
If a Buddhist master's spirit collapsed, his indestructible body would also quickly disintegrate.
In terms of physical body, Buddhist cultivators could barely compete with martial arts cultivators. However, when it came to adaptability and so on, martial arts experts were always superior.
Hui Ming was able to block Yun Mo, who was at the eighth realm, with his Buddhist cultivation at the seventh realm. Apart from the fact that he had entered the Clear Mind state, it was also because the quality of what he had learned was above that of the Azure Dawn Villa, where Yun Mo came from.
In the Great Ming Palace, the corner of Zhang Dongyun's mouth revealed a slight smile.
Hui Ming's move exposed some of Shen Herong's things.
Of course, it could also be that she took the initiative to explain.
Monk Huiming withdrew from his empty state. He was curious why Shen Herong and Ao Ying didn't return to Chang 'an.
"Sister Ao Ying lost contact with her father. She's looking for him in Xin Yuan Prefecture," Shen Herong explained.
Huiming didn't say anything else.
He was more concerned about Yun Mo and the others who were chasing after them.
He also saw the balls of thick ink that appeared in the air from time to time to block Yun Mo and the others.
"There's a Confucian expert helping us?" Hui Ming asked.
Shen Herong's expression didn't change. "It might be Mr. He from the city. You've seen him before, Brother Bald."
Thinking of that white-robed scholar, Hui Ming suddenly felt a chill down his spine.
The three of them quickly visited the remaining prefectures in Xin Yuan Prefecture.
However, they still couldn't find the "Ape Dragon King" Ao Kong.
"Let's return to Chang 'an first. We'll look for him later," Shen Herong comforted Ao Ying.
They stepped on the way back, but Yun Mo and the others still refused to give up.
It wasn't just the people from Qing Xia Villa who were following them.
In the distance, another figure appeared in the air. "Did he fall into the hands of the people in Chang 'an?"
Mu Hongyuan, the only remaining martial arts expert of the Eastern Tang Secret Pavilion, fell into deep thought.
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