Chapter 367 Tian Chanzi
No other monks from the Daxue Mountain lineage know Zheng Yi’s identity.
But in the eyes of several venerables, there was actually a vague suspicion.
It’s just that things were too magical, coupled with the extreme ups and downs, Zheng Yi’s status and strength, and other reasons, everyone tacitly understood it.
Another approach was adopted, which was a smooth transition.
Zheng Yi has become the true God Lord of this generation. It has long been confirmed that his status can no longer be replaced. Even if several great sages want to have an impact on him, it is almost impossible.
The biggest result is to tear the entire snow mountain chain apart, causing the snow mountain to fall apart.
In this case, it is better for Zheng Yi to train a real high priest. After he grows up, everything will go as it should.
Furthermore, as the leader of the next reincarnated son of God, he is also closely connected with this snowy mountain.
In the future, whether Zheng Yi uses the power of Daxue Mountain or Daxue Mountain relies on Zheng Yi, he will be regarded as a master.
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The days passed day by day, and in a blink of an eye, it was the day for the high priest to select his disciples.
The reception hall in Daxue Mountain was bustling with activity. Many noble disciples dressed in fine clothes and respectful expressions stood cautiously in the hall.
Even the most naughty boys seemed to be affected by the solemn atmosphere in the hall. They closed their mouths tightly and did not dare to make any sound.
The empty and magnificent hall is now crowded with people. Almost all of them are heirs of nobles between the ages of eight and fifteen, all of whom appear in the hall.
They were arranged neatly in rows, and under the leadership of the temple staff, they tried to stand upright.
Although they are small, they have been bathing in the glory of the Snowy Mountains since they were young, and they know how noble this shrine is.
I have even heard from my ancestors that this is an important opportunity that can completely change them and the family behind them.
Once successfully selected, they will reach the sky in one step and become a being overlooking the entire Snow Mountain.
“Please, Lord God!”
"Please come to the high priest!"
Suddenly, a low and long sound rang out in the calm hall. Many young nobles, including the Daxueshan disciples and monks who were maintaining order below, also knelt down one by one. On the ground, kneel down and worship above.
Almost in the blink of an eye, a figure appeared on the steps in front of the high priest's throne.
At this moment, Zheng Yi is wearing a gorgeous high priest's robe, with the sun and moon embroidered on both sides of his body, and the sky full of stars at the hem. Behind him, there is a panoramic view of the Snowy Mountains, and he is holding seven treasures in his hand. Wonderful staff.
As soon as I stood there, an invisible majesty surged out. The robe spread without wind and spread in all directions. In an instant, it almost covered the entire space.
"The way of divine authority is indeed the way of divine authority above all else!"
Zheng Yi glanced around and knew exactly what was going on here.
However, he knew that there was no one he was looking for here.
The people gathered in the entire hall are all the descendants of the Snow Mountain nobles. These people undoubtedly want to control all the power and prevent it from being shared by inferior civilians or even slaves.
In the eyes of those nobles, as long as a group of noble disciples who have been trained by elites are brought out, they can definitely surpass the children of lower-class civilians and slaves, and there is no need for those despicable servants to appear.
It just belongs to the will of the Great Spirit Heaven, or comes from Zheng Yi's perspective of God. How can frogs like them at the bottom of the well be able to pry into it?
Zheng Yi glanced around with his will and found a few good immortal seedlings, but he didn't pay attention to them.
With his current vision, he is not to mention standing at the top of the entire Xuantian Immortal Cultivation World, but he is not far behind.
Zheng Yi has experienced too much and any genius is just average in his eyes, unless he is a rare person like Hongmeng Immortal Physique, Ancient Holy Physique, or Heavenly Demon Killing Immortal Physique, etc. There are only a handful of geniuses.
And what he needs to look for now is not the genius of cultivation, but the real reincarnated son of God.
In the main hall, there was a dead silence. Everyone closed their mouths and waited solemnly.
Especially those young people waiting to be selected, their faces tightened, looking forward to the final result.
However, what they don't know is that Zheng Yi's thoughts have already left the hall and surged down the mountain, covering the entire Snowy Mountain.
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In a stable at the foot of the mountain, several thin figures were working hard to wipe the horses in the stable.
Each one worked very hard, brushing the horses until they were shiny, and then stopped and took a breath.
In the cold weather, they were wearing thin clothes, with sweat beads on their foreheads, and leaned against the corner of the stable, panting.
“I heard that today is the day when the high priest recruits apprentices?!”
“Yes, I heard that today is a very important day, even the lord’s son is wearing Go to the temple in gorgeous clothes."
"If I can become the apprentice of the high priest, and I am not a popular drinker in the future, I will definitely let those young masters and ladies serve me."
< br>"Stop daydreaming, look at what qualifications you have to become the disciple of the high priest? You can't even meet the adults on the snow-capped mountains, how can you be qualified to become the disciple of the high priest of the Lord of God?" Several people asked each other. Smiling, a thin figure leaned in the innermost corner, but did not speak. His seemingly dim eyes were shining brighter than the stars, and he closed his mouth silently.
"Little mute, why don't you tell me, if you become the high priest's apprentice, what do you want to do?!"
Someone said to the innermost The thinnest figure asked, and the others gathered around him with concern.
“Yes, tell us what you want to do.”
"You are the smartest among us, come up with an idea quickly?"
Before the thinnest boy could speak, he heard the most annoying steward outside roaring loudly.
"A few little bastards, you still dare to be lazy. Is it because the lord is not here? If you have the courage, get out of here."
A middle-aged man with a fierce face, standing on the horse There was a loud roar outside the shed.
A few people trembled involuntarily and hurriedly climbed out of the cowshed. They all lowered their heads and did not dare to look at the steward with burning eyes.
......
"It should be him!"
In the main hall, Zheng Yi suddenly showed a smile on his face, and then a spiritual thought was passed to the person standing there The mind of the Great Sun Master next to him.
Suddenly, the face of that thin child appeared in his mind.
“Go and take over the next Son of God!”
A faint voice rang in his ears, which made Lord Red Sun feel excited, and he quickly accepted the order and left.
This time is the real reincarnation of the Snow Mountain Son of God, so this venerable man cannot help but feel excited.
As long as this son of God grows up, the inheritance of Daxue Mountain will not be in danger of being blocked, and will continue to be passed on.
With the speed of Lord Red Sun, it was almost as if golden light spread across the ground. In less than a moment, he arrived at the place indicated by the high priest. Before he got close, there was a sound of whip lashing in his ears. , accompanied by the muffled sound of the human body being pumped.
But the face of Lord Red Sun couldn't help but change. From the image left by the high priest, the status of the reincarnated Son of God was not too high, and he belonged to the untouchable class. The loud sound of the whip seemed to be Tell him that the Son of God is being oppressed.
“Stop, you are seeking death!”
The angry voice of Lord Red Sun rang in the ears. The steward raised his whip high, and the whip was about to fall on the thinnest one. When the boy was on his body, he suddenly felt a muffled thunder blast in his ears, and then he fell to the ground with bleeding from all his orifices.
Originally prepared to endure the painful whipping, the little mute waited for a moment, looked up, and saw the ferocious steward lying on the ground bleeding from his orifices.
In front of him, an old man who looked quite scary, with red eyebrows and red hair, but who tried his best to show kindness, was standing in front of him, looking at him with a smile on his face.
“What happened?!”
Originally, he was preparing to endure a terrible flogging, but when he raised his head again, he saw a kind-looking old man in front of him, while the cruel steward was lying beside him, his life or death unknown.
Things happened so fast, everything seemed to be completely without warning, which made him unable to react.
"Poor child, you have suffered. From today on, you are the disciple of the high priest. Come with me to see your master."
Facing the hand extended by the Venerable , there seemed to be no thought of rejection in his heart, he stretched it out naturally, and was immediately picked up by the Red Sun Lord, and flew up in an instant and disappeared into the sky.
The other friends opened their mouths wide and looked at the figure gradually disappearing into the sky, with expressions of disbelief on their faces.
As for the steward, he was just lying there quietly, with no one paying attention.
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Soon, the apprenticeship ceremony was announced to be over, and the one who became the high priest's only apprentice turned out to be a small man slave with a humble background. He was really beyond all expectations. people’s expectations.
Even if a large number of nobles are dissatisfied, they dare not question it at all, otherwise the Snowy Mountains will drive them into the depths of endless hell in minutes.
The turmoil in the outside world has nothing to do with Zheng Yi, and Manu, who was brought here, stood in front of him uneasily.
Eight sages from the surrounding Snowy Mountains all appeared, waiting with anxious expressions.
As the inherited reincarnated sons of gods, these venerables are just protectors and do not have the ability to detect whether they are the true reincarnated sons of gods. Otherwise, they would not be able to make a mistake about Zheng Yi.
So for all this, they could only wait patiently, staring closely at the thin-looking young man.
"Don't be afraid, child!"
Zheng Yi looked at the manu in front of him calmly, as if to comfort him, and then suddenly slapped his palm on the young man's Tianling Cap. Suddenly, even All the venerables have their eyes focused here.
"He has been enlightened!"
Zheng Yi's calm voice sounded in the hall. Several worried venerables calmed down slightly, and several people stared wide-eyed. He stared at the young man with his eyes, waiting quietly.
(End of this chapter)