As night fell, Huikong collected all the twenty-eight stars into the Buddha's golden bell.
Then under Hao Wuji's stunned gaze, he was about to leave the Bamboo Forest.
"What are you doing?"'
Huikong turned back and looked at Hao Wuji.
"The poor monk is naturally acting according to the instructions of the Holy Son."
Order?
Hao Wuji was startled.
"When did Master Ye give you instructions?"
Huikong smiled slightly.
"Amitabha, what the Holy Son said during the day was an instruction, and the poor monk understood it with his heart."
Hao Wuji became even more confused.
"Then where are you going after taking away the twenty-eight stars? Are you looking for the Taibaijin Star?"
Huikong shook his head.
"No, the meaning of the Holy Son is naturally not so simple."
"The poor monk will take the twenty-eight stars to find the Star Master of the Four Directions."
"Sifang Star Master?"
Hao Wuji's expression suddenly changed.
"The Sifang Star Master is an immortal position that only existed during the ancient Immortal Court period. After the first generation of Immortal Lord disappeared, my father...Taiheng Immortal Lord abolished the Sifang Star Master after taking over the Immortal Court."
"These twenty-eight constellations were originally under the jurisdiction of the Sifang Star Lord."
"It's just that the Sifang Star Master is gone now, where are you going to look for him?"
As the son of the Immortal Lord, Hao Wuji naturally knows a lot about the secrets of the Immortal Court.
But I only have a partial understanding and cannot know everything.
Otherwise, he would see the true origins of Ye Qingyun and Da Mao.
to be honest.
He knew, but not much.
I only know a little bit.
"It doesn't matter, the Holy Son has already arranged everything."
"The power of the stars possessed by these twenty-eight stars will guide the poor monk to find the true Lord of the Four Stars."
After Huikong finished speaking, he stopped staying and disappeared into the bitter bamboo forest.
Hao Wuji stayed where he was, with a look of confusion on his face.
The other side of the Bamboo Forest.
Yang Dingtian looked stern and stared at a figure in front of him.
Big hair!
What Sheep Dingtian is facing is Da Mao.
It's just that the status of the two products is obviously completely different.
Yang Dingtian looked like he was facing a powerful enemy and was ready to fight.
And Da Mao was sitting there, with a calm expression and sleepy eyes, as if he hadn't slept enough.
"Yellow-haired dog, the duel between the two of us has finally come."
Yang Dingtian said in a deep voice.
"I have been waiting for this battle for a long time. I believe you are the same, right?"
Da Mao: "..."
Seeing that Da Mao was silent, Yang Dingtian couldn't help but grin and sneer.
"What? Do you realize that this great immortal is no longer what he used to be? So you feel the pressure?"
"But it's no wonder. This great immortal has traveled south and north to heaven and earth over the past few years. It can be said that he has experienced hundreds of battles and his strength has grown by leaps and bounds."
"Do you know that old tree spirit from the Great Wilderness Fairyland? With such a fierce force, even this great immortal can beat it to the ground with its teeth."
"Not to mention that in this land of Immortal Court, I am even more powerful and will soon sweep across all directions."
"As for you, a yellow-haired dog, you are probably still treading water. This great immortal has already surpassed you."
As he spoke, a rich and astonishing aura flowed from Yang Dingtian's body.
It is comparable to Daluo Jinxian.
"How is it? Does the aura of this great immortal scare you, a yellow-haired dog?"
The sheep was so proud that its head almost reached the sky.
Da Mao was still squatting there, looking at Yang Dingtian with a calm expression.
It's like looking at a mentally retarded person.
"Yellow-haired dog, if you just admit defeat now, I won't argue with you anymore."
"But from now on, you will be my little brother."
"You do whatever I ask you to do."
"Understand?"
Da Mao sighed helplessly.
"Are you done?"
The sheep was startled.
"What's wrong?"
"In this fairy court, there are many people you can't beat. It's better not to be so arrogant."
As soon as Da Mao finished speaking, a golden dog paw fell from the sky.
It pressed directly on Yang Dingtian's body.
"Oh shit!"
Yang Dingtian yelled and wanted to resist but had no chance.
Even if he had time, he would not be able to resist this terrifying and boundless force.
He was directly pressed to the ground and unable to move.
But the strange thing is that the golden dog paw did not cause much movement.
There was no sound of shaking in the Bamboo Forest.
In this way, Yang Dingtian was suppressed with ease.
The strength is very precise.
Just enough to completely suppress Yang Dingtian without making too much noise.
Yang Dingtian was immediately dumbfounded.
I actually lost to this yellow-haired dog again!
How hateful!
Why did you lose again!
Even though I'm so strong, I still can't beat this yellow-haired dog.
So irritating!
I am not convinced!
"Don't disturb my sleep. Go and play by yourself."
Da Mao didn't do anything to the sheep. He even put away his magical power and slowly turned around and left.
Yang Dingtian, on the other hand, had a depressed face, but there was nothing he could do.
He could only accept the fact that he was defeated by Da Mao again.
"Hmph! I didn't expect this yellow-haired dog to be so powerful. He must have been practicing secretly and hard."
"It was able to suppress me just now. It must have used all its strength, but it still pretended to be so calm and did not dare to take further action. It must have been afraid that this great immortal would see that it was unable to continue."
Thinking of this, Yang Dingtian felt much more comfortable.
It glanced at the direction that Da Mao was leaving, and once again ignited its fighting spirit.
"How can I, the Great Immortal Yang Dingtian, fall down like this?"
"After I practice for a while, I will definitely be able to defeat this yellow-haired dog!"
"In the future, only I, the Great Immortal Yang Ding Tian, can sweep across the past and present, and be invincible for nine days!"
The sheep walked away with its head in the air.
It is always so heartless.
And he will never be knocked down by any difficult failure.
No matter how strong the opponent is, Yang Dingtian will roar and charge forward without fear.
Facing his lifelong enemy, Da Mao, Yang Dingtian will still not be discouraged even if he loses again and again.
Next time he will challenge Da Mao with the belief that he must win.
After Da Mao and Yang Dingtian left, Hao Wuji followed a weak aura and came here.
"Um?"
Hao Wuji felt the residual aura of this place, and his expression became extremely shocked.
"The breath of Hunyuan Golden Immortal?"
"No...it seems that there are more than just Hunyuan Golden Immortal!"
...
That night, Marshal Zhentian tiptoed to the Bamboo Forest again.
It took him all the courage to come here again.
There was a long ideological struggle along the way.
"If this bottle is really the Three Light Divine Water, no matter whether it is Hao Wuji or anyone else, they will die without a burial place."
Marshal Zhentian looked at the bitter bamboo forest not far away, and the jade bottle given by the mysterious purple-robed old man appeared in his hand.
Hesitate for a moment.
Marshal Zhentian gritted his teeth and injected a trace of immortal energy into the jade bottle.
Buzz!!!
In an instant.
Three divine lights appeared from the jade bottle.
An extremely terrifying aura followed.
Marshal Zhentian was so frightened that his hands shook and he almost dropped the jade bottle to the ground.
I saw a stream of three-color water slowly gushing out from the jade bottle, and then headed straight into the bitter bamboo forest.
Almost at the same time.
Hao Wuji, Sheep Dingtian and Da Mao in the bamboo forest all noticed something.
Hao Wuji's hair stood on end, and he suddenly felt like he was facing a life-or-death disaster.
And Yang Dingtian roared low, looking around with vigilant eyes, feeling restless.
Da Mao got out of the kennel, his dog eyes looking straight into the distance.
Rarely showing some anger.
The dog grinned and sneered.
"Three Lights Divine Water? It seems you guys can't bear it any longer. It's going to show up so soon."
Before Da Mao could take action, he saw a figure walking out of the bamboo house.
"What's the movement?"
Ye Qingyun walked out of the bamboo house with an irritated look on his face, when a stream of three-color water rushed straight towards him.
Snapped!!!
Ye Qingyun was caught off guard, and the three-color water splashed directly onto Ye Qingyun's head and face.
