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's 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 real 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.
It takes less than a day.
The three thousand monks left cleanly, leaving no one behind.
"Tsk, tsk, this is reality."
Not far from the temple, Ye Qingyun was also looking at the Shaolin Temple.
He looked here for a long time.
Until all the three thousand monks have left.
"The tea will cool down when you leave."
Ye Qingyun sighed and casually kicked Da Mao next to him.
"Come on, come with me for a walk. Dozing off all day is not good. As you get older, you still need to exercise more!"
"Look at how energetic Dakoku is running around the mountains every day."
Da Mao followed with a helpless expression.
Ye Qingyun hasn't gone down the mountain for a long time.
The nearby town was naturally the place Ye Qingyun was most familiar with. He used to go to the town every now and then to buy things.
There are also acquaintances in this town.
However, this town has also undergone some changes, becoming more prosperous and lively.
Obviously there are more people coming and going.
Ye Qingyun walked through the streets and alleys based on his memory.
Soon he was standing outside a mansion.
When I looked up, I saw the words "Huang Mansion" written on the front door.
This is Huang Fusheng's home.
What was originally just an ordinary family's yard has now become a mansion.
But it's no wonder that with the relationship between Huang Fusheng and Ye Qingyun, life has naturally become richer and richer.
Ye Qingyun stepped forward and knocked on the door.
Soon, the door opened.
The person who opened the door was none other than Huang Fusheng.
"Master Ye?"
Huang Fusheng was startled when he saw Ye Qingyun, and then he was greatly surprised.
"Brother Huang, long time no see."
Ye Qingyun said with a smile, and then took out two brocade boxes from the storage bag.
It contains rare medicinal materials that are of great benefit to ordinary people, including extending life and strengthening the body.
"I brought something for you and my sister-in-law."
Huang Fusheng quickly took over the two brocade boxes.
"Master Ye, why are you so polite? I'm very happy that you can come!"
"Come in quickly!"
"good!"
Ye Qingyun followed Huang Fusheng and walked in.
Huang Fusheng's wife, Zhang Shulan, heard the commotion and hurried out to greet him.
There was a child in his arms.
"Master Ye!"
Zhang Shulan hurriedly saluted, looking a little reserved.
After all, in Zhang Shulan's view, Ye Qingyun was a god-like figure, so he would naturally feel nervous.
Ye Qingyun looked at the child in Zhang Shulan's arms and couldn't help being dumbfounded.
"Brother Huang, Mrs. Sister-in-law, this child..."
Huang Fusheng smiled sheepishly.
"This is our second child, a girl, almost one year old."
"When I was born, I wanted to go to the mountain to tell you the good news, but you happened to be out and not on the mountain."
Ye Qingyun suddenly felt a little sour.
Good guy!
I'm still single here.
This family has already had their second child.
It can't be compared at all.
Ouch!
Ye Qingyun was really envious.
"congratulations!"
"Now you are both sons and daughters!"
Ye Qingyun quickly expressed his congratulations.
Both Huang Fusheng and his wife were full of joy, and it could be seen that they were indeed living a happy life now.
"Give me a hug!"
Ye Qingyun carefully took the child, looking extremely nervous.
no way.
Holding a child is still a little too difficult for Ye Qingyun, who has experienced many battles.
"This child is so beautiful, his eyes are round, white and fragrant!"
Ye Qingyun looked at the baby girl in his arms, his eyes full of love.
The baby girl was not afraid of strangers, she just opened her big dark eyes and looked at Ye Qingyun curiously.
And he also laughed.
Seeing this, Ye Qingyun couldn't help but think of the situation when Huang Feihong was just born, and he held the child like this.
But that was already five or six years ago.
It seems like I just experienced it yesterday.
Now, Huang Fusheng's daughter is also born.
Time is really a wonderful thing.
"What's her name?"
"Huang Yue'er, when this child was born, it happened to be a full moon, and the whole town was lit up by the moonlight, so I gave the child this name."
Huang Fusheng said while looking at Huang Yue'er lovingly.
Ye Qingyun teased Huang Yue'er for a long time, but the child saw the big fur on the ground, and immediately started to giggle, and stretched out his little hand to catch the big fur.
"Da Mao, this girl seems to like you very much."
Ye Qingyun carried Huang Yue'er in front of Da Mao. Neither Huang Fusheng nor his wife Zhang Shulan was worried at all.
They also all know that the dog next to Mr. Ye is extraordinary and very spiritual.
Huang Yue'er stretched out her white and tender little hands and grabbed the big-haired dog's ears.
Da Mao also stuck out his tongue and gently licked Huang Yue'er's wrist.
This moment was enough to change Huang Yue'er's life.
That night, Ye Qingyun had dinner at Huang Fusheng's house.
The two of them didn't eat much food, but drank a lot of wine.
Ye Qingyun did not use his cultivation to resolve the drunkenness, and deliberately made himself feel a bit drunk.
This feeling is very comfortable and allows people to completely relax their mind.
The two talked about the past, from when Ye Qingyun met Huang Fusheng's father, to later when Huang Fusheng and Ye Qingyun met.
until now.
Huang Fusheng married a wife, had children, and established a family.
And Ye Qingyun has also become a cultivator, and is now considered to be famous.
People from two different worlds who should not have crossed paths at all were now sitting at the same table, drinking heavily and chatting and laughing.
Ye Qingyun never looked down upon Huang Fusheng, and Huang Fusheng did not treat Ye Qingyun as a superior outsider.
It can be said that Huang Fusheng is one of the few friends of Ye Qingyun who can say whatever he wants.
Moreover, looking at Huang Fusheng's changes over the years, Ye Qingyun felt like he was looking at another version of himself.
The two of them drank until very late.
Until Huang Fusheng completely collapsed on the table.
Ye Qingyun then used his cultivation to resolve his drunkenness and regain his sobriety.
"Let's go, Da Mao."
Ye Qingyun said hello and quietly returned to the mountain with Da Mao.
...
The land of the Western Region shrouded in night.
Three figures fell from the sky.
There was another figure who fled in embarrassment and quickly escaped into the depths of the Western Territory.
Almost at the same time, four people stood on the sky.
Looking down at the three falling figures.
Under the dim light of the night, it was vaguely visible that these four people were Meng Youran, Emperor Zun, Donghuang Xunxian and Sky-Shaking Ant Saint.
And the three people who fell were surprisingly the three holy monks from Yiyunchuan.
Zen Schnee!
Zen Master Dai Nin!
Maharaja!
All three of them were seriously injured, and Joruri took advantage of the moment when the three of them were seriously injured and found an opportunity to escape to Ikumokawa.
"It's a pity that one escaped."
Meng Youran looked at the direction where Jing Liuli was escaping, frowning slightly, but did not pursue her again.
If he continued to chase, he would probably alarm the mysterious immortal in Yiyunchuan.
"Three Buddhist saints are not enough to make us immortals."
The Sky-Shaking Ant Saint said with an indifferent expression.
