Xia Yunmo stood on the seventh floor of the Chengtian Tower. Looking up, she saw the magnificent scenery of the capital, which was spectacular.

The first thing that is most eye-catching is the winding stretch of the distance, surrounding the capital city, connecting the five-story high city walls.

The second is the Ghost King's Mansion located on Qingliang in the northwest, the Stone City and the cool ancient temple on a high place...

Xia Yunmo's eyes patrolled around and finally landed on Panlong Mountain below, fixed his eyes and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

It was the location of the palace harem. In the dense forest, there was a small village hidden. There were dozens of simple thatched huts built along the stream, arranged in an orderly manner, and let the flow be natural, with a unique natural interest.

There is the purpose of his trip.

Xia Yunmo walked along a narrow mountain road towards the direction of the village, and soon he saw a square pavilion.

There is a banner on the pavilion that says eight words: "Clean your mind and cleanse your thoughts, and leave no traces after passing through."

With these eight words, it is easy to guess that this is the place where the shadow eunuchs in the Zen Buddhism are secretly practicing.

Only their transcendent identities made Zhu Yuanzhang willing to tolerate their self-cultivation.

There is a stream with gurgling water beside the pavilion, and next to the stream is a small hill bent with the water, with elegant and beautiful scenery.

After passing Xiaogang, the mountain road winds up, with ancient trees on both sides.

After a while, Xia Yunmo came to a place of flowers without any trace.

"Amitabha, the little monk is waiting for the national master for a long time."

A month old monk walked out of the flowers, folded his hands together, lowered his eyebrows and nodded, showing a sense of peace and harmony.

Xia Yunmo looked at the monk, raised his eyebrows, and said wonderingly: "Are you Han Bai?"

The person in front of me was Han Bai, who had the Red Zun and Trust Demonic Sect.

The monk in the monk's robe said, "Master Lao is concerned about it. Han Bai is the name of the young monk when he was a layman. Please ask the national master to come with the young monk. Master has been waiting for a long time."

After a few turns, outside the forest, there was another view. A small stone room was isolated on the back of the mountain. The stone path in front of the house was winding, the stream was lingering, and the forests on both sides were lush and bamboos were built. The scenery was quiet. There was an iron tree in front of the house, which was quite towering.

There was a man sitting on a big rock next to the stream. He was also bald in the monk's robe, washed in the water with bare feet, leisurely freehand painting.

This man has a vast sky, straight nose and smooth skin as a baby. He looks very young, but it makes people feel that he has experienced a strange feeling that he has already existed when the universe first opened.

Especially his eyes, flashed with an incomparable spirit, filled with the depth and agility of the deep edges. The extremely hot eyes were filled with curiosity and a passion for life.

If Pang Ban is almost perfectly cold, the waves are the elegance of the clouds, and Li Ruohai is the domineering heroism, then what the person in front of him has is an indescribable trait and agility that is beyond all the scope that words can reach.

"Eagle-Fate Living Buddha, have you taken Han Bai as your apprentice?" Xia Yunmo looked at the person and said lightly.

Yes, the person in front of me is Chuanying's son, the living Buddha of Yingyuan, and the Lama Monk King.

The Eagle-Far Living Buddha, who was only half a step away from shattering the void, but returned to the world and forgot his martial arts and practiced the secret spiritual method.

He is more terrifying and more unfathomable than Lang Fengyun and Pang Ban.

Yingyuan smiled slightly, revealing her snow-white teeth, but a thought came to Xia Yunmo, allowing him to learn a lot of information in an instant.

It turned out that Han Bai was controlled by the demon seed in his body and became more murderous, and almost became the devil who was in trouble.

The Living Buddha of Yingyuan felt that he had a fate with Han Bai, so he traveled thousands of miles to transform Han Bai, accepted him as his disciple, and issued a call for "Abstaining from sex".

Han Bai almost became a devil, which was not unexpected to Xia Yunmo.

After all, this world was messed up by Xia Yunmo, and the waves broke out early and there was no one to guide him, which naturally caused the violent and vicious side of the demon species.

Xia Yunmo's face looked strange. At first, his shoulders trembled, and finally couldn't help laughing. He laughed so hard that he almost burst into tears. He only heard him laugh, "Hey, Yingyuan, you are really a talented person. The Korean stallion has become a monk Han. He returned his mother's name to abstinence, haha, abstinence, abstinence, abstinence, abstinence, abstinence, abstinence, abstinence, abstinence, abstinence, abstinence, abstinence, abstinence, abstinence, abstinence, abstinence, abstinence. There is such a call in the world."

Yingyuan smiled and made no excuses.

However, Han Bai's Buddhist cultivation is relatively shallow and he cannot achieve a calm mind.

He first glanced at Monk Yingyuan with resentment, then explained with a red face: "Master Xia, this "color" is not the color you think of, but the color of "color is emptiness", which contains all the colors on earth. The master said that one day, the little monk can really abstain from color, and it will be easier to attain the Bodhisattva's position."

"No need to explain, I know." Xia Yunmo's smile was slightly restrained, but he was still full of a strange smile. Han Bai could swear to the sky that Master Xia never regarded this "color" as the color of "color is emptiness".

Xia Yunmo looked at Yingyuan again, and smiled slightly and said, "I don't know what happened to the Living Buddha Yingyuan who came to the Central Plains?"

Yingyuan smiled at the sky and said, "Because the world is very boring, I came to the Central Plains to find the magician Pang Ban, which made the game of life more vivid. Unfortunately, he left first, and now there is another great master."

Then he showed a slightly desolate expression: "This is the first time I have spoken in these decades."

Xia Yunmo was too lazy to ask him why he practiced "silent meditation", but smiled and said, "It's very good, very good. I also want to make this game of life more interesting, so let's have fun."

Speaking of this, the demonic thoughts surged towards the eagle like a tide.

In an instant, the sky turned upside down, the sun and the moon were gone, and hundreds of ghosts were walking at night, and all evil was full of evil.

Han Bai quickly took a few steps back and activated the Dharma so that he would not be troubled by the devil's thoughts.

Yet Yingyuan was overwhelmed by the demonic thoughts, but she still smiled with a clear and deep eyes, but also had a childlike childlike charm. He only heard him say, "If I don't violate the rivers, why do I have to decide the outcome of life and death?"

Xia Yunmo's fighting spirit became stronger and stronger, and his murderous aura rolled up into the air like a dragon: "It's hard to find an opponent, the waves are swept across the clouds, and Pang Ban is shattered. Today I finally caught a master, but you are a master of Zen spiritual martial arts like you. If you only fight, I'm afraid you won't be able to sleep well today."

Yingyuan clasped his hands together and was already urging the secret spiritual technique to resist Xia Yunmo's demonic thoughts. He smiled bitterly: "Now I have forgotten my martial arts and only know Zen skills. Why should the national masters fight each other hard?"

When this sentence was said, Xia Yunmo's murderous intent was gradually dissipating.

Xia Yunmo's heart moved, knowing that this is the reason why Yingyuan's spiritual secret method

He is as strong as Li Ruohai, and he cannot have any murderous intention when facing Yingyuan, and in the end he can only let him go.

Yingyuan’s spiritual cultivation is really scary.

His spiritual power continued to impact Xia Yunmo's thoughts, and sometimes even made Xia Yunmo extend the idea of ​​"put down his butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the spot."

boom!!

Xia Yunmo's aura was completely released, like a sea and a powerful sense of existence spread across the radius of thirty feet. He laughed and said, "Yingyuan, you can try it, can I kill you?"

His spiritual cultivation is more than a little better than Li Ruohai. Although Yingyuan can dissolve part of his fighting spirit, it is far from completely erasing his murderous thoughts.

As Xia Yunmo's aura was released, Han Bai felt a mountain suddenly pressing on his heart, sweating in his forehead, and he hurriedly retreated for about ten feet away, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Since the national master insists on doing this, let me come."

The Living Buddha Yingyuan sighed lightly, put his hands together, and an unpredictable force spread out from his mind.

Xia Yunmo had sensed a spiritual force that was tying his heart. If he wanted to, his heart would be like a rock, leaving the waves unmoved.

At this moment, he was following the crowd, allowing this spiritual power to influence his mind.

It seems like it has only been a moment, but it seems like it has been hundreds of years.

When Xia Yunmo realized again, the scenery in front of him remained unchanged, and he was still in a lush forest and bamboo.

All the scenery was no different from before, but Han Bai disappeared, and the living Buddha Yingyuan not far away felt like he was reborn and was filled with compassion.

Including himself, he was full of energy and returned to the most peak perfect state in his life, which was incredible.

"The dreams of the world are lost, and the five aggregates are empty."

Yingyuan stood up, folded his hands together and said lightly: "This is the "Red Dust Dream" constructed by the spiritual power of me and the national teacher. In this dream, you and I have returned to the peak state. If anyone is injured in the "Red Dust Dream", then there will be corresponding injuries in reality. Please be careful with the national teacher."

Xia Yunmo looked around, then looked directly at Yingyuan, and couldn't help but sigh: "The body is limited, but the mind is infinite. You can only use the power of your mind, but in this world, you already have true energy and martial arts. Your spiritual method is really magical."

Yingyuan once forgot about martial arts and specializes in practicing Buddhism and spiritual power.

With his terrible spiritual power, almost no one in the world can become hostile to him.

Even if he develops hostility towards him, he can only accept the disadvantage under the unpredictable spiritual power of gods and ghosts.

But Xia Yunmo's spiritual power is not inferior to him. With his unpredictable martial arts, the combination of the two is that Yingyuan cannot fight him in the real world.

Therefore, Xia Yunmo was pulled into this spiritual world.

Yingyuan nodded and said, "Our bodies are all reflections of the heart, so they are all peak states."

Xia Yunmo took a deep breath and felt the true qi flowing in his body and the boiling qi and blood. It was indeed an unprecedented perfect state.

"National Master, be careful."

Eagle Fate closed its tenfold, and his palms flipped suddenly. A huge Sanskrit sound came. A dazzling golden light Buddha came to the time. He chanted the Sanskrit sound, waved the demon-subduing pestle, and descended countless magic-subduing methods, and smashed towards Xia Yunmo.

“Good come.”

Xia Yunmo laughed and waved his arms. The endless qi and blood stimulation formed a divine sword in his palm. Behind him, a god of war condensed into substance appeared, wearing golden armor, with the divine sword in his hand and swung out.

boom!!

A loud bang came out, shaking the sky. Xia Yunmo and Yingyuan fought each other, both of them took a step back, and the phantoms behind them had disintegrated.

Xia Yunmo was very excited. This spiritual world was really mysterious. The qi, blood, true qi, and demonic thoughts he could use had reached a peak, giving him an unprecedented sense of pleasure.

As soon as his toes slammed on the ground, the hard stones collapsed inch by inch. Xia Yunmo turned into a white photoelectric that was hard to see in the naked eye, and quickly rushed towards Yingyuan.

His thick qi and blood were activated, condensed into substance, turning into a god and demon fighting against the sky and the earth, appeared behind Xia Yunmo, roared to the sky, and punched out.

Crack, Crack.

One punch, the thunder moves!

The two qi of Yin and Yang evolved into thunder, and lightning bolts rose into the air and wrapped around this punch.

This punch covers the world, and the huge sense of existence fills Yingyuan's entire vision, as if the Thunder God's Punishment was dropped from the Nine Heavens to destroy everything.

This can be said to be Xia Yunmo's strongest punch so far.
To be continued...