Not only can he chat and laugh with the original Tianzun who is a saint of heaven, but he also dares to "accuse" him of having no conscience?
What shocked him even more was that the original Tianzun didn't look angry at all!
It was as if he was used to Ying Zheng's attitude.
In addition, the Antarctic Immortal was also surprised to learn that the large formation he just entered was actually arranged by Ying Zheng! And it’s a weakened version!
You know, when he broke into the formation just now, he just managed to pass with great effort!
And that turned out to be just the formation that Senior Brother Ying Zheng had weakened?
So, how strong does this Senior Brother Ying Zheng have to be?
At this moment, the Antarctic Immortal was in awe of Ying Zheng.
Halfway up the Kunlun Mountains, as time went by, creatures came one after another to try to break the formation. Their cultivation levels vary from Earth Immortal to Golden Immortal, but unfortunately, none of them can successfully break through the formation. Moreover, after being tested by the formation, their qualifications all appeared to be relatively mediocre and unable to enter the eyes of the Original Heavenly Lord.
Therefore, apart from the Antarctic Immortal, the original Tianzun has not received any other disciples. This made Nanji Xianwen deeply understand that Ying Zheng's previous statement that he could become a registered disciple was already very good, and it was indeed an accurate description of the current situation. The original Tianzun's strict standards for recruiting disciples are truly staggering.
"What kind of creatures are these? They have mediocre qualifications and low cultivation. How can they have the nerve to break the formation?" Unable to receive satisfactory disciples for a long time, the original Tianzun's face gradually became a little impatient.
"Second Junior Uncle, I have already told you that your demands are too high, but you still don't believe me!" Ying Zheng curled his lips and muttered in a low voice.
"What should we do? Reduce the power of the formation?" Primordial Heavenly Lord sighed helplessly, "That's all, if we can't recruit outstanding disciples, it means they have no chance of me or the teaching, so don't force it! ”
"As long as you are happy!" Seeing what Yuan Tianzun said, Ying Zheng stopped talking and continued to wait.
At this moment, a sound broke through the air, and a middle-aged man was seen flying quickly to the front of the formation. Although he is in the realm of Xuanxian Dzogchen, he still exudes an arrogant aura, like an unsheathed sword, with an extraordinary temperament.
"Well, finally a good one has arrived!" When the original Tianzun saw this man, a look of satisfaction flashed in his eyes.
The man did not hesitate, and directly stepped into the formation, and began to work hard to break through the formation. As he moved, a faint purple light gradually appeared on the formation, showing that his qualifications were much higher than those of the Antarctic Immortal.
"Not bad, not bad!" The original Tianzun finally showed a smile.
After a moment, the man walked out of the formation in a somewhat embarrassed manner, but his eyes shone with determination. He took a step forward, knelt down to the Original Heavenly Lord and said, "Disciple Guangchengzi, I have met the original leader!"
"Guangchengzi, although your cultivation level is not high, your qualifications are excellent. You will definitely be able to ascend the Wushang Dao in the future!" The original Tianzun nodded slightly and said with a smile, "I am willing to accept you as a disciple, are you willing?"
"Disciple is willing!" Guang Chengzi looked happy and kowtowed quickly.
Later, the original Tianzun let him meet Ying Zheng and the Antarctic Immortal. Guangchengzi just nodded to them lightly and did not communicate too much. There was always a kind of arrogance between his eyebrows, as if he was born with it.
"Congratulations, Second Master, for finally finding a like-minded and arrogant disciple with you!" Ying Zheng looked at Guang Chengzi, then turned to the original Tianzun and smiled.
"You kid!" Yuan Tianzun naturally understood that Ying Zheng was teasing Guang Chengzi's arrogance, but he didn't care. After all, his way is the orthodox way, the way of obeying the sky, and the way of being proud and proud. Guangchengzi's character is very consistent with his Tao.
"Guangchengzi!" Yuan Tianzun smiled first, and then said earnestly, "On this Kunlun Mountain, except for my eldest brother Laozi and my third brother Tongtian, you are not allowed to disobey them. And this senior brother Yingzheng, his Taoism It’s also mysterious, you should respect him too.”
"Disciple understands!" Guangchengzi responded. But it could be seen from his eyes that although he agreed verbally, he was not very fond of Ying Zheng in his heart. Especially Ying Zheng's "like-minded people" sentence just now made him feel a bit harsh. After all, he considers himself a proud and proud person, so being described as a "like-minded person" seems to be a mockery of him.
"It's just that you started earlier than me. If you give me enough time, I may not lose to you!" Guang Chengzi thought to himself.
Yuan Tianzun saw through Guang Chengzi's thoughts at a glance, but he did not point it out. Instead, he smiled slightly: "If Ying Zheng can beat him, it may be a good thing for him."
At this moment, another creature came to the formation and successfully passed the test of the formation, showing great aptitude. The original Tianzun accepted him as a disciple and gave him the name Red Jingjing.
Immediately afterwards, more creatures came to break the formation...
In the following time, many creatures came one after another to try to break into the formation. However, there are only a few who can actually successfully pass the test of the Grand Formation and be accepted as a disciple by the Original Heavenly Lord. Among them are Chi Jingzhen, Qingxu Daode Zhenjun, Taiyi Zhenren, Yuding Zhenren, Lingbao Master, Huanglong Zhenren, Puxian Zhenren, Cihang Taoist, Wei Liusun, Daoxing Tianzun and Manjusri Guangfa Tianzun. A disciple. In addition, Yun Zhongzi was accepted as a registered disciple.
"Well, it seems that I currently only have these disciples in my teaching." The original Tianzun raised his head and looked at the sky, counted his fingers, and said in a low voice.
Then he turned to Ying Zheng and said: "Master nephew, please withdraw the formation. Let's go back to the main hall."
"Okay!" Ying Zheng was already impatient with the waiting. After hearing the words of the original Tianzun, he easily removed the formation with a wave of his hand without hesitation. He always maintained a relaxed and carefree expression on his face.
However, the scene of him withdrawing the formation shocked all the Chanjiao disciples present. They couldn't help but murmur to themselves: "This...how is this possible?"
The large formation that they had worked so hard to break through was actually... so easily removed?
With just a wave of his hand, that troublesome formation disappeared without a trace?
If they hadn't witnessed it with their own eyes, they wouldn't have believed it to be true, and they would even have thought that this was a feat that could only be accomplished by the original Heavenly Lord.
After all, it is not unusual for a saint to be able to do anything and everything.
But how could Ying Zheng, a seemingly ordinary disciple, have such means?
At this moment, the eyes of all Chanjiao disciples were focused on Ying Zheng, with surprise and confusion written on their faces.
Even Guangchengzi, who had always been arrogant, couldn't help but change his expression at this moment.
"You can dismantle a powerful formation with just a wave of your hand. This magical power is so mysterious!" Guangchengzi secretly marveled.
However, he didn't know that Ying Zheng could not only easily withdraw his troops, but also rearrange them in the blink of an eye.
Moreover, the power of the formation he deployed far exceeded Guangchengzi's imagination.
Because the real wind and thunder formation contains 360,000 changes and contains endless murderous intent, even the most powerful quasi-sages dare not set foot in it easily.
Soon after, under the leadership of Yuan Tianzun, the disciples and Ying Zheng returned to the Sanqing Hall.
They also met Lao Tzu and the slightly dull Xuandu.
"Why don't you quickly pay homage to your senior uncle and senior brother Xuandu?" Primordial Heavenly Lord waved his hand and said loudly.
"Disciple pays homage to Senior Uncle, Senior Brother Xuandu!" The disciples of Chanjiao looked at each other, then saluted and shouted quickly.
"No, no, no!"
Unexpectedly, as soon as they finished speaking, Xuandu trembled suddenly, waved his hands hurriedly and said, "Junior brothers, please don't call me that! The senior brother should be senior brother Ying Zheng, not me!"
He looked flustered and anxious, as if he was afraid that Ying Zheng would be unhappy if his disciples called him senior brother.
In fact, Ying Zheng didn't care at all. He leaned lazily on the pillar, looking carefree.
"What? Senior brother Ying Zheng is our senior brother?"
"This doesn't look like it at all!"
"Well, he looks too casual and doesn't have the demeanor of a senior brother at all."
"I think it may be because he started school earlier than Senior Brother Xuandu, but his cultivation is definitely not as good as Senior Brother Xuandu!"
"Not necessarily, I feel that his aura seems to be stronger than that of Senior Brother Xuandu!"
……
When they learned that Ying Zheng was the senior brother, the disciples of Chanjiao started talking in low voices.
Although their voices were very low, everyone present could hear them clearly due to their cultivation level.
"No rudeness!"
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When the original Tianzun heard their discussion, his face darkened and he scolded in a low voice.
The disciples of Chanjiao suddenly trembled, and each of them was as silent as a cicada, not daring to say anything more.
Then, the original Tianzun looked at Ying Zheng.
I saw him still leaning on the jade pillar carelessly, with a lazy expression.
The corners of Yuan Tianzun's mouth twitched slightly, but he still said: "Senior nephew Ying Zheng is your senior brother. Although he seems free and uninhibited, lazy and casual, in fact he has profound Taoism and exquisite cultivation! ”
"If you encounter any confusion or confusion in your practice in the future, you can humbly ask him for advice!"
"I will obey Master's decree!"
Although the disciples of Chanjiao still don't quite believe how advanced a person like Ying Zheng can be.
But since it was the Original Heavenly Lord, they still hurriedly saluted and responded.
"Master Nephew, just do your uncle a favor and give guidance to these useless disciples from time to time!" The original Tianzun said to Ying Zheng again.
"If you're in a good mood, it's not impossible to teach them."
Ying Zheng leaned on the jade pillar, tilted his head, and said lazily, "But Second Junior Uncle, if they make me unhappy, can I beat them?"
"This...as long as it doesn't destroy their foundation, you can beat them as you like!"
Regarding Ying Zheng's words, Yuan Tianzun first nodded slightly in agreement, and then said angrily, "You kid, when your master wanted to beat you, it was my uncle who stopped you. Now you are only thinking about it. Beat up the master’s apprentice!”
"Oh, that's all in the past!" Ying Zheng said with a wave of his hand.
After that, the original Tianzun said nothing more and asked the disciples to cultivate separately.
The prehistoric world does not remember years, but the years of cultivation fly by.
In the blink of an eye, several years have passed.
It is worth mentioning that during this period, when the disciples of Chanjiao encountered problems, in addition to asking the original Tianzun for advice, they would also seek help from Ying Zheng.
Every time, Ying Zheng could answer their questions and solve their doubts in an understated manner.
After several years of getting along, they gradually discovered that although Ying Zheng seemed extremely lazy, he would either sleep in or catch spiritual birds and barbecue spiritual beasts all day long, but they had never seen him practice.
But his cultivation is indeed unpredictable.
No matter what problems they encounter, they can solve them as long as they find Ying Zheng.
It is worth mentioning that whenever the disciples of Chanjiao come to Ying Zheng to answer their questions, their problems are always solved. However, Ying Zheng would always pretend to be dissatisfied with them, and then give them a "teaching" mercilessly, beating them until their faces were black and blue. Even Taoist Cihang, although she was a woman, was not spared, and her face was painted with strange patterns by Ying Zheng.
What makes people feel even more miraculous is that whether they were beaten with bruises or painted with patterns, these marks are difficult to remove under Ying Zheng's special "technique". Especially Guang Chengzi, who has always been arrogant, is Ying Zheng's "key focus". He is beaten every time to the point where even his master, Yuan Tianzun, is almost unrecognizable, which is terrible!
The disciples of Chanjiao ran to complain to the original Tianzun one after another, but the original Tianzun just said lightly: "This is just the pain of the flesh. If you can't bear this, how can you pursue the great road?"
As a result, the disciples found that complaining was useless, so they began to avoid Ying Zheng for fear of being "targeted" by him. They thought: If I can't beat you, I'll hide from the head office, right? Therefore, unless they really encounter a problem and need Ying Zheng's help, they are unwilling to touch Ying Zheng's troubles.
And what about Ying Zheng? I have been living a happy life these past few years. Recalling his previous life, he was a vegetative person. Although he could hear and feel, he could not see or speak, and lived in endless darkness. Today's life is so rich and colorful, and he certainly feels extremely satisfied and happy.
In fact, Ying Zheng has never pursued invincibility, nor has he ever thought of being superior to all living beings. Since coming to the primitive world, all he has pursued is the bustle, noise and the colorfulness of this world.
On this day, Ying Zheng lay lazily under a crooked tree outside Sanqing Hall, enjoying the breeze blowing on his face and listening to the chirping of birds and insects. It was extremely comfortable.
"Senior... senior brother!" Suddenly, a voice as crisp as an oriole came.
Ying Zheng slowly opened his eyes, looked at the beautiful figure in front of him, and a playful smile appeared at the corner of his mouth: "Junior sister Cihang, what can I do?"
When Master Cihang saw Ying Zheng's half-smiling eyes and the evil smile on his lips, his face turned red and his heart beat faster. She took a few steps back almost instinctively and quickly covered her face.
"I... I want to ask Senior Brother for some advice. I have learned a magical power, but I always feel it is lacking. I hope Senior Brother can give me some advice!" Taoist Cihang's voice was as thin as a gnat.
As she said this, she did not dare to take a step closer to Ying Zheng, as if she was deeply afraid of him.
"Show me how you perform it." Ying Zheng tilted his head and said lazily.
Taoist Cihang nodded, stretched out his jade finger, and tapped it gently in the void, causing mana to surge in his body. (End of chapter)