When Huikong saw Yang Dingtian's appearance, he knew that it must be Yang Dingtian's handiwork that Di Ting was buried here.
Seeing Zhiqing walking over, Huikong quickly stopped him.
"Don't move rashly."
Zhiqing is still a little unclear.
Huikong pointed to Yang Dingtian: "This is the holy beast Qilin under the command of the Holy Son."
"What?"
When Zhiqing heard this, his expression suddenly changed.
But then, he felt the pure breath of the holy beast from Yang Dingtian.
Although Zhiqing has lost all his cultivation, he was once a Buddhist saint, and he still has this sense.
It's just that it is indeed a lot slower than before.
Only now can I feel the aura of the holy beast of Yang Dingtian.
At this time, the Decepticons and the big rooster also emerged from the grass.
Zhiqing's complexion changed again.
"Are these two also sacred beasts?"
Huikong nodded.
Zhiqing couldn't help but gasp, and couldn't help but touch his bald head.
Only then did he realize that the reason why he was able to go up the mountain smoothly was because Ye Qingyun deliberately let them go up.
If Ye Qingyun was willing, these holy beasts alone would be enough to stop them all at the foot of the mountain.
Not to mention coming up, it's not certain whether we can escape unscathed.
"I didn't expect that the Holy Son is so powerful that he can make the Holy Beast willing to stay in the mountain and serve!"
Zhiqing couldn't help but exclaimed.
Huikong smiled slightly: "The Holy Son is unpredictable. I have followed the Holy Son for so long, but it has always been difficult to see through the depth of the Holy Son."
"In the future, if you stay at the foot of the mountain to practice, you will be able to have more contact with the Holy Son. Then you will understand."
Zhiqing clasped his hands together and said, "Amitabha, disciples, please remember this."
But then Zhiqing looked and listened with a troubled expression.
"It's just that Tingting has always followed his disciples, but now..."
Huikong smiled: "Don't worry, they won't listen to you."
"Besides, if Di Ting can stay in the mountains and be with the holy beasts, it will be a great blessing for him."
When Zhiqing heard it, he immediately felt that it made sense.
"What Master said is absolutely true!"
"Listen carefully, from now on, you can stay in the mountains."
After saying that, Zhiqing stopped looking at the pitiful Duting and went down the mountain with Huikong.
Listen carefully: "???"
Why don't you want me now?
What's going on?
Master, come back!
Di Ting screamed repeatedly, but before he could scream twice more, the sheep Dingtian had already slapped it on the head with a hoof.
Immediately, I didn't dare to say anything. I could only look at the sheep with aggrieved eyes.
"From now on, you can stay in the mountain and be our little brother."
Yang Dingtian said with a proud smile.
Naturally, the Decepticons and Big Rooster had no objections.
Anyway, there are so many mountains, so one more listener is nothing.
Besides, the three demons went to Dayundu City to take charge, so the mountain was really less lively.
It’s good to listen more than once.
Although this guy looks very ugly, he is still a Buddhist beast, and being their little brother is not a loss.
"What's your name? Listen carefully, right? It's too hard to say this name."
Yang Dingtian said while patting Di Ting's head.
"Since you have entered our Fuyunshan circle, you must have a resounding name."
"Look at my name, Yang Dingtian! It sounds domineering when I hear it, and I have face wherever I go."
"Well, I see you are so ugly and you don't look like a tiger or a donkey, so I'll call you Donkey Dan."
Donkey eggs?
Di Ting was dumbfounded.
My name is Tingting. Such a profound and powerful name has been praised by Buddhism for a long time. It is recorded in ancient Buddhist scriptures. Even the mount of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva is my second uncle.
Why did you name me a donkey egg?
Who will be eliminated?
"Donkey Dan, you can hang out with me from now on, and you won't have to be someone else's mount anymore."
"It's useless to be a mount! Look at our brothers, they have status and status in Fuyun Mountain."
"Especially for me, Yang Dingtian, who is the leader of Fuyun Mountain. Anyone who sees me will nod and wink!"
Before Sheep Dingtian's cows finished blowing, they saw Ye Qingyun walking down with Da Mao not far away.
Da Mao also glanced this way, and Yang Dingtian immediately stopped bragging.
And he nodded and bowed to Da Mao.
After Ye Qingyun and Da Mao left, Yang Dingtian started to stand up again.
"Did you see that? That dog doesn't even dare to be arrogant in front of me. You think there is nothing wrong with following me for my position!"
Listen carefully: "..."
...
At the foot of Fuyun Mountain, the three thousand monks who came from Yijiyunchuan were still waiting.
Until they saw Zhiqing, the Holy Son of the Jade Buddha, coming down the mountain with Huikong.
The three thousand monks were astonished.
I have no idea what happened on the mountain.
Zhiqing stepped forward, faced the three thousand monks, and announced in public that Ye Qingyun was the true holy son of Buddhism. He would not return to Yiyunchuan again, and would stay in Fuyun Mountain to practice.
Let everyone leave on their own.
Such a huge change is undoubtedly a huge blow to these three thousand monks.
Three thousand monks could not accept such a thing at all.
They all came forward to ask for details.
But Zhiqing didn't pay much attention, turned around and followed Huikong into the Shaolin Temple.
Soon after, Zhiqing's chanting sounded in the Shaolin Temple.
The voice is very peaceful, with a magical power that makes people feel calm.
The three thousand monks originally gathered outside the Shaolin Temple and were unwilling to leave.
But listening to Zhiqing's chanting, the three thousand monks seemed to understand something.
Gradually some people left.
To be continued...