"Huikong looked blank, evidently not understanding what a picnic meant."
"It just means making a fire and cooking out in the wild."
Ye Qingyun explained.
Huikong nodded.
"The scenery here is lovely, and cooking a meal here would indeed be quite wonderful, but this humble monk feels that the worldly smoke of cooking fire would ruin the artistic conception of this place."
Ye Qingyun: "......"
Fine, whatever.
He had actually wanted Huikong to echo his sentiment.
As expected, Huikong did not disappoint him.
Still as dense as ever, acting like an utter blockhead.
Ye Qingyun no longer had the mood for a picnic.
He was also starting to worry a little about Zhuge Yuanxin and the others.
"Who knows what might have happened."
Ye Qingyun muttered to himself.
"If the Holy Son is worried, why don't we go and take a look?"
Huikong suggested.
Ye Qingyun hesitated.
He was worried about running into danger.
Yet in his heart, he truly could not set his mind at ease.
After hesitating for a long time.
Ye Qingyun gritted his teeth.
"Huikong, take me there, and stay as far away as possible the moment you see trouble."
"Ah?"
"Be ready to run away with me at any second."
Huikong: "......"
Without further ado, Huikong carried Ye Qingyun and flew toward the direction from which the flash of light had just come.
Meanwhile, on the shores of the East Sea, a massive battle had already erupted.
Wu Laoliu and the other three joined forces to fight Emperor Zun.
At first, they could put up a slight resistanc…
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