"Poof!" At this moment, a female disciple from Fengyang Academy who was kneeling on the ground and eavesdropping couldn't help laughing out loud. She immediately saw the headmaster who was staring at her with a dark face.
However, in front of Saint Feng, seeing that the saint did not even look at him and did not care at all, the headmaster of Fengyang Academy could not get angry. After glaring at his female disciple, he decided to deal with her later.
However, most people did not show any expression. After all, Broom Star was also an upright star god in heaven, one of the main stars in the upper realm, in charge of a large cave star palace. Such an immortal god was no worse than other star gods except that his name was a little unpleasant.
"Hahahaha!" Upon hearing Bai He talking about encountering this jinx, Immortal Juntian couldn't help but laugh. His voice and smile were just like when Bai He first participated in the Taoist banquet on Mount Lingshu. He was as elegant as an immortal, which made him feel particularly familiar.
It turned out that at the foot of Tianjian Mountain, they met a cowherd boy. Seeing that the four of them were dressed elegantly and looked unrestrained, the boy thought that they were the immortals in the legend and wanted to become their disciples.
Even though Bai He performed the etiquette of a disciple and was extremely respectful in front of Juntian Immortal Lord, he was actually a wandering immortal, the master of Zhenxian Temple, and the master of ghost immortals. In the entire Dongzhou, he was also a top cultivator, and was considered an ancestor in the outside world. How could a person like him easily accept disciples, especially when he had cultivated to the ninth level of ghost immortal and was about to ascend to heaven.
Moreover, this cowherd boy seems to have mediocre qualifications, just barely enough to step into the threshold of cultivation. He neither meets the requirements for selection as a disciple of a major sect, nor does he meet the requirements of the mortal body but inner talent that the White Crane Ghost Immortal wants.
Unexpectedly, the cowherd boy actually said: "You look down on me today, but one day you will definitely come to us again and beg me to be your disciple."
At that time, Baihe Sanxian had not taken it seriously. He did not expect that when he went out, he would encounter the birth of the immortal sword of Tianjian Mountain. He ran into the immortal sword head-on. Tianjian Mountain is the ancestral home of the sword cultivation lineage, and the immortal sword is the real immortal weapon left by its founder. It is extremely sharp and powerful, and it directly knocked Baihe Sanxian to the ground. Then, a group of sword immortals from Tianjian Mountain had a fierce battle with the four immortals from Zhenxian Temple.
After leaving Tianjian Mountain, the four of them encountered a series of extremely unlucky things, such as stepping on dog shit, farting and hitting their heels. Bai He felt that something was not right. Although the secret was concealed, he could not figure out the reason.
However, he could vaguely see that his luck was now shrouded in a dark cloud.
As a person who is close to being an immortal, he naturally has a natural sense and inspiration about destiny and fate. In an instant, he thought of the cowherd boy at the foot of Tianjian Mountain and felt that something was wrong. So he went back to check and found that when the child was born, the gate to immortals was wide open and the stars descended to the mortal world, which itself had all kinds of peculiarities.
Although from the outside even he thought that this was just an ordinary child with not much talent, but Bai He understood that he might have met a real reincarnation of a star.
Next, the four of them lived in Tianjian Mountain and the ancient Gao Kingdom for a while, just for the sake of this reincarnated person of the star destiny, until they felt the breath of Juntian Immortal Lord, who also reincarnated into the lower world and hurried to protect them.
Fang Xiu could imagine Bai He's condition at that time. As a contemporary immortal and a Nine-transformation Ghost Immortal who had reached the pinnacle of cultivation, he could be cured by a child. It was really laughable.
"You can actually run into a person with this kind of destiny. I don't know if it's your bad luck or if this person has very bad luck."
"However, I am not reincarnated in this lower world. Once the Heavenly Court opens, I will have my own destiny. I don't need to compete with the ancient reincarnated people for the position of Star Lord. It is your own chance to meet this reincarnated Star Lord."
"As for whether you want to accept this Star Master as your disciple, or want to seize the position of Star Lord, you can make your own decision. There is no need to ask me."
"But the heavens are merciful. The position of the Star Lord is not simply taken by killing, but depends on who has the best destiny. If you can follow your destiny and defeat the person with the Star Lord, the Star Lord will naturally abandon him and belong to you. If you don't have the Star Lord, even if you kill the person with the Star Lord, you can't take the Star Lord's destiny."
"Moreover, each of these people is the reincarnation of an ancient immortal god. If you rashly kill them, you will surely bring disaster upon yourself. The right path is to be upright and dignified."
When it comes to Juntian Immortal Lord's level, what he said must have deep meaning. Baihe Sanxian and the three True Immortal Temple disciples did not dare to underestimate him, and they all remembered in their hearts: "Follow the Immortal Lord's teachings!"
"Go! In this Star God's killing calamity, you may start with the reincarnation of this Broom Star, and look for other people with other stars or the reincarnation of the Moon Star. Perhaps you will be able to gain something."
The four scattered immortals of Zhenxian Temple bid farewell: "If the Immortal Lord summons us, Baihe will definitely come no matter where in the world we are. If there is any request, we will go through fire and water to fulfill it."
After the four immortals from Zhenxian Temple left, the people from Fengyang Academy started to discuss the Dao. The headmaster of Fengyang Academy stepped forward and said, "Zou Hongjun, the 42nd headmaster of Fengyang Academy, greets Saint Feng."
Saint Feng glanced at Zou Hongjun and said, "My visit to the lower world and what I just said must not be disclosed to the outside world."
"Disciple Hong Jun knows!"
The dean looked very respectful, but the girls from Fengyang Academy were different. Although they lowered their heads, they couldn't help but look at him curiously, as if they were secretly observing him from the side so as not to be discovered by Saint Feng.
Many people looked at Saint Feng eagerly, and they recalled the mythological stories in which when mortals met immortals, the immortals would always reward them with something, not to mention that they themselves were disciples of Saint Feng.
Although they thought so in their hearts, no one dared to say it out loud. However, Saint Feng could see through the thoughts of these younger generations.
Originally, Fang Xiu had not expected to meet disciples from his own academy on the boat, and he had not made any preparations. After thinking about it, he casually took out a picture of the fairy palace under the moon that he had painted in Youdu before. His inscription and seal could still be seen on it. Although Feng Shengren's poetry was not very good, this painting was definitely the best in the world. Except for a few paintings that he had been forced to paint in Yougong by the Immortal Lord of Youdu, there were not many people in the world who had Feng Sheng's paintings.
Zou Hongjun, the principal of Fengyang Academy, was so happy that he cried. This painting by Fengsheng, except for the ancient times, might not be found in Shangxian Academy now. Fengyang Academy got a scroll. If it was hung in the academy, the status of Fengyang Academy would be raised to a higher level.
"Thank you, Saint Feng!"
"Thank you, Saint Feng!"
"Thank you, Saint Feng."
Fang Xiu's gift of this painting was not a casual act. He reminded him, "This time, the killing calamity in the lower world has begun, and the academy may be implicated. You should hang this immortal painting in the academy. If there is a disaster, it can protect the academy from it."
After staying in the cabin for a few days, Fang Xiu finally became about 70% in tune with the clay figure, and his movements were no longer hindered. He slowly walked out of the cabin under the light of the clouds and looked at the gradually falling night outside.
This clay statue walked across the river, and in the dim waves of the night, it seemed to merge with the heaven and earth and disappeared into the distance.