Huo Yiming's whole body was shaken violently. First he looked confused, and then there was a flash of light in his eyes.
He quickly came to his senses and saluted Zhang Dongyun: "Thank you, Your Majesty, for your teaching!"
Zhang Dongyun looked at the other person with a hint of admiration.
This young man's talent and understanding are indeed extraordinary.
Of course, he hadn't fully understood what Zhang Dongyun was telling him, but being able to come to his senses so quickly showed that he had grasped the basic context.
This is not easy for a warrior who is currently in the eleventh realm.
After all, the tricks Zhang Dongyun taught him were relatively difficult.
"Forgive me for being bold. Your Majesty, can I bring back the method you taught me to our sect?" Huo Yiming asked tentatively.
Zhang Dongyun said: "Jie Feng is doing the job with care, and this can be used as a reward for the entire Prison Dragon Sect. However, if Jie Feng and the others succeed, they will not be as suitable as you."
Huo Yiming was delighted: "Thank you for your kindness, Your Majesty."
He also had a vague feeling that His Majesty's advice was the most suitable for his own situation.
If it were anyone else, even if it were Jie Fenglai, the leader of the Prison Dragon Sect in the Fourteenth Realm, his understanding of this method might not be as profound as his.
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 who was adopted by the Prison Dragon Sect since he was a child, and he has long regarded that place as his home.
"Go." Zhang Dongyun waved his hand.
Huo Yiming quickly thanked him and left.
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 introduce the local situation to them. After arriving at the place, we part ways."
"Please rest assured, sir." Huo Yiming nodded, and immediately found a place to live in Chang'an City. He calmly studied Zhang Dongyun's instructions and polished his energy.
In the Daming Palace, a picture of light and shadow appeared in front of Zhang Dongyun, showing the figure of Huo Yiming.
On the side, Shen Herong, who looks like a thirteen-year-old girl, has her hands behind her back and looks at the light and shadow scene with Zhang Dongyun.
In the light and shadow, because of the Invincible City, the black dragon that Huo Yiming himself could not see was slowly hovering over his head again.
"The Black Armored Dragon's bloodline and facial features are somewhat similar. The more we look at them, the more they look like..."
Shen Herong murmured to himself: "Is it really the blood of Fifth Brother?"
She turned to look at Zhang Dongyun, her expression a bit strange.
To be honest, she couldn't imagine what it would be like for her fifth brother to get married and have children.
Even more surprised than when he found out that Ao Kong had a daughter.
If Zhang Dongyun hadn't told her this, she couldn't help but wonder if she had made a mistake.
"I also feel a little surprised, but I should be right." Zhang Dongyun said.
When he passed Ao Ying, He Sanyang's talisman and saw the young man from the Prison Dragon Sect attacking with all his strength when the battle was at its climax, Zhang Dongyun was a little surprised and went out of his way to verify it. Now, he has to accept a somewhat nonsensical
Result:
This young disciple of the Prison Dragon Sect in the Western Regions of Dongsheng Shenzhou, named Huo Yiming, is the blood descendant of Lei Han, the "Dragon Demon Emperor" of the Twelve Yamas in the past.
To a certain extent, like Ao Ying, he can be regarded as Zhang's nephew?
Not to mention that Shen Herong couldn't believe it, but Zhang Dongyun, who had the blessing of Invincible City, felt ridiculous.
"Who is his mother?" The girl, who had always looked young and mature, now had a rare question mark on her forehead: "Does Fifth Brother know that his son was imprisoned in the Dragon Sect in the Western Regions? How much does Jie Feng know about this matter?"
Zhang Dongyun showed an interesting smile on his face.
At present, Huo Yiming himself should be unaware of this.
Not just his father, but his mother as well.
In his memory and cognition, he was an abandoned baby who was adopted by a disciple of the Prison Dragon Sect since he was a child.
At that time, even Jie Feng had not yet broken through to the fourteenth realm, competing with Abbot Huaiyong and Abbot Xiankong.
Later, he was raised 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.
The surname Huo is the surname of his adoptive father. His adoptive father died early. After that, he could be said to have grown up eating hundreds of meals in the Prison Dragon Sect.
His parents have never looked for him, and he has no idea where they are or who they are.
Fortunately, Jie Feng and his classmates took good care of him, so he grew up without any psychological shadow. On the contrary, he had a very easy-going and cheerful personality.
"Huo Yiming and Xie Feng didn't know anything about it," Zhang Dongyun said, "Only Jie Feng and a few people in the sect noticed that he had a different bloodline and suspected that he was a human-dragon hybrid."
Hearing this, Shen Herong's eyes turned around.
Zhang Dongyun knew what her doubts were: "Therefore, I know that it is difficult for people in the devil's path to inherit the bloodline. Huo Yiming does look like the bloodline of a black armored dragon at first glance. I don't blame Jie Feng for mistaking it."
Shen and Rong Wan'er said: "It can be seen from this that his mother is also a human being, not a demon."
Zhang Dongyun nodded slightly.
But this didn't mean anything. Shen Herong just teased her. At this time, she had just recovered from the previous shock.
"Fifth brother has been silent. Do you know that Huo Yiming is with us, so you have concerns?"
Shen Herong shook his head slightly: "It's not like him..."
Zhang Dongyun smiled: "But he should know where the person is."
"Yes, let alone his heir, it is just a thing that Fifth Brother cannot afford to lose. We must find its whereabouts." Shen Herong nodded.
She raised her head and looked at Zhang Dongyun: "Brother, do you want to clarify this matter with Beiju Luzhou?"
Zhang Dongyun said: "Don't be anxious, it's not us who should be nervous."
Shen Herong then smiled: "Then let's cover up this child's identity first, right?"
"You, seventh brother, and eleventh brother will just let you know." Zhang Dongyun said.
Shen Herong nodded.
It is naturally necessary to say hello to Su Po and Ao Kong.
But she also needed to give Ao Kong a few words.
After all, the relationship between Ao Kong and Lei Han was 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 smiled and changed the topic.
Zhang Dongyun said: "Taller than Ying'er, He Sanyang, and Chen Chaoyan."
Shen Herong's eyes lit up: "That's really rare."
A few days later, Zhang Dongyun’s evaluation was verified.
Huo Yiming, who was practicing in seclusion in Chang'an City, successfully broke through the bottleneck in the past and reached the twelfth realm of martial arts, which is also the third realm of the Martial Emperor, the realm of sweeping away all waste.
When the Nine Cauldrons are completed, the Eight Wastelands will bow their heads, and everyone in the world can obtain it. With the power of the physical body's energy and blood, the secrets of space can be explored to a certain extent.
The young man himself also looked surprised.
He had studied hard and practiced hard in the early days, gradually solidifying the foundation of the 11th realm and gaining the foundation to move towards the 12th realm.
But it is still not easy to really break through the barriers of this heavy door and wall. It requires continuous hard work for many years.
But now, through Zhang Dongyun's guidance, an idea flashed in his mind, and he quickly figured out the secret of setting up Jiuding to eliminate all waste.
Now, I finally succeeded in selling this step, and my cultivation level broke through to the twelfth realm.
His strength is extraordinary, comparable to that of ordinary twelfth realm warriors.
At the moment, I am afraid that even the elders of many thirteenth level masters in the Prison Dragon Sect may not be his opponents.
Huo Yiming was happy in his heart, but his mood was calm. He quickly suppressed his mood and continued to work hard to nourish himself.
A few days later, he received a notice from Mr. Wu Yun that he was going to take people back to the Western Regions with him.
In Tianshu Hall, Huo Yiming saw that his companions this time were four monks, three large and one small.
It was the three brothers Huixing, Huijing and Huiming, plus the former young monk Yongse from Lingguang Temple in China.
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 in the Western Regions, as well as the local customs and dangerous places.
Along the way, Huo Yiming vaguely felt that among the four, Hui Xing, the oldest, and Yong Se, the youngest, were a little preoccupied.
However, Huo Yiming was not a talkative person and did not ask too many questions.
After everyone arrived in the Western Region, he sent a polite invitation to the four monks to visit the Hell Dragon Sect and then said goodbye to them.
The four monks said goodbye to Huo Yiming and watched him leave. Then they turned to look at the vast yellow sand in front of them. No one spoke for a while.
After a long time, it was Yongse, the youngest, who finally broke the silence first: "Is this the Western Region?"
Although he was worried, the little guy still became curious and looked around.
"Yes, this is it." Huiming smiled and nodded.
Seeing that Yongse was about to speak but stopped, he smiled and said: "This is the place where Buddhism was previously spread to China. Of course, if we really want to count, the source is farther west."
The little monk nodded slightly.
He had heard his master mention before that Buddhism in China originated from the Western Regions many years ago.
"What we Buddhist disciples have learned indeed comes from the Western Regions, but now, the Western Regions are definitely not as prosperous as before." Monk Huijing interjected at this time.
Yongse shrank his neck: "Senior brother, does Chang'an City not like our Buddhist sect?"
Huiming smiled: "How is that possible? If that's the case, how can we, the brothers and sisters, stand here safely? How can Bodhi Temple's heart and uncles and others gain a foothold in both the Middle Earth and the Western Regions?"
Yongse said calmly: "I think there are 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 bald head.
He thought of his master again.
Master has been imprisoned in Chang'an City.
Moreover, there were many other disciples from Lingguang Temple who were locked up together and worked with the master.
I heard that a few brothers were finally released by Chang'an City, but Master and most of the people denounced those brothers as traitors.
Am I also a traitor?
Yongse was filled with confusion.
His current level of cultivation is still the sixth level of Buddhism, Miaoyou, and he has never been able to understand the true meaning of Sumeru in Buddhism.
The most important thing in Buddhist practice is spirituality. Although Yongse has deep roots of wisdom and extraordinary talents, with his current state of mind, let alone progress, he will already be like Amitabha if he does not regress.
On the other hand, Monk Hui Xing, who had always remained silent, was quietly looking at the land of the Western Region in the distance, and there seemed to be something brewing in his eyes.