Emperor Wu Shihuang's handwriting, do not go out of the Milky Way border

"Randeng greets the Original Saint and fellow Taoist Ying Zheng!" After the old man arrived, he hurriedly stepped forward to bow to Yuanshi Tianzun and Ying Zheng and said respectfully.

That's right!

The old man who came was none other than the Taoist Master Ran Deng.

He was also one of the three thousand listeners in Zixiao Palace!

"Hello, Fellow Daoist Randeng. I wonder what brings you here this time?" Yuanshi Tianzun raised his eyebrows slightly and returned the greeting politely, but he was a little confused in his heart.

Yuanshi Tianzun also noticed a detail. Ran Deng knew that Ying Zheng was a junior, so why did he still call him a fellow Taoist?

Doesn't this seem a bit degrading?
However, Ying Zheng was not surprised when he saw Randeng.

He knew that the Taoist Master Ran Deng came here this time with the intention of becoming a disciple of Yuanshi Tianzun.

However, Ying Zheng was somewhat disdainful of him, because this guy would betray the Chan sect and defect to the Western sect in the future, and also take away many disciples of the Chan and Jie sects. He was really a despicable person.

"Ran Deng came here hoping to become a disciple of the Chan sect, and I hope the original saint can take me in!" Ran Deng said bluntly.

"what?!"

Upon hearing this, Yuanshi Tianzun could not help but exclaimed, feeling somewhat surprised. "I'm afraid this is not appropriate. Daoist Fellow Randeng and I are both in Zixiao Palace listening to the teachings. How can we be Daoist friends? How can we become disciples of the Chan Sect?"

"There are different levels of enlightenment. Since the original saint has already achieved sainthood, his seniority is naturally higher than that of Ran Deng!"

Ran Deng continued to plead, "So, I hope the original saint can accept Ran Deng as his disciple!"

"this……!"

Seeing that Ran Deng was so persistent, Yuanshi Tianzun hesitated.

After all, Randang is an innate god with a deep foundation and a quasi-saint status. If he can become a disciple of the Chan sect, it will undoubtedly greatly enhance the strength of the Chan sect.

But considering that he and himself were both listeners of Zixiao Palace, it seemed inappropriate to let the news that he was relegated to the position of a disciple of the Chan Sect get out.

"Nephew, what do you think about this?"

After thinking for a moment, Yuanshi Tianzun asked Ying Zheng through voice transmission.

"Is there any need to think about it? Just chase him away!" Ying Zheng responded without hesitation.

"Drive him away? This... After all, he has come from afar and is willing to join our Chan Sect. I'm afraid it would not be a good idea to drive him away directly!"

Hearing Ying Zheng's words, Yuanshi Tianzun frowned and said, "Tell me first, why do you want to drive him away?"

After all, he was too concerned about his status and couldn't bring himself to drive Randeng away.

"Because I don't like him!"

Ying Zheng replied in a voice transmission, "As a guest of Zixiao Palace, you are willing to condescend to become the disciple of Second Uncle Master. Who has the nerve to do such a thing?!"

Yuanshi Tianzun: “…”

How could he have imagined that Ying Zheng wanted to drive away Randeng just because he disliked him?

However, if you think carefully about what Ying Zheng said, it seems to make sense.

Regardless of whether Ran Deng really wanted to join the Chan Sect, this behavior alone made Yuanshi Tianzun look down on him.

We were fellow Taoists back then, but now you want to be my disciple?

Therefore, after pondering for a while, Yuanshi Tianzun made up his mind and said to Randeng: "You and I are both listeners of Zixiao Palace. It is indeed not appropriate for you to be accepted as a disciple. Please go back!"

"This...! Original Saint, please consider my sincerity and allow me to be a registered disciple of the Chan Sect!" Unexpectedly, Ran Deng shouted again.

Upon hearing this, Yuanshi Tianzun frowned slightly and felt a little unhappy!
He has already declined repeatedly, why is the other party still pestering him?
"Oh, how shameless! I can't drive him away!"

Just then, a loud murmur was heard.

This made the Taoist Master Ran Deng tremble, and a trace of resentment flashed in his eyes.

Then, he slowly stood up, bowed to Yuanshi Tianzun and said, "Well, since Yuanshi Shengzun looks down on Ran Deng, Ran Deng will return to practice in seclusion!"

"Buzz!"

As soon as he finished speaking, without waiting for Yuanshi Tianzun to say anything more, he turned into a stream of light and disappeared into the vast sky.

"I really didn't expect that this fellow Daoist Ran Deng would be such a shameless person!"

Yuanshi Tianzun watched Randeng leave, his brows slightly raised, "If it weren't for what you said just now, I'm afraid he wouldn't be willing to leave!"

Then, he turned to Ying Zheng and said with a smile: "However, my nephew, you still have to be careful in the future. After all, he is also a listener of Zixiao Palace. It is not good for you to embarrass him like this!"

"Just let him lose face, what can he do to me?" Ying Zheng curled his lips and said disdainfully.

In Ying Zheng's opinion, one cannot be too polite when dealing with a shameless person like Ran Deng who may betray his religion at any time!

at the same time!

After leaving Kunlun Mountain, the face of the Taoist Master Ran Deng gradually became gloomy, and anger was faintly revealed between his brows.

His figure flashed, and he rushed towards the western land!

……

Under the sacred Bodhi tree in the Western Paradise, the two heavenly saints, Jie Yin and Zhunti, sat cross-legged, surrounded by a faint sense of Zen, as if isolated from the world.

Behind them, there was a shining golden light, and the shadows of two kind-looking Buddhas appeared and disappeared from time to time, exuding an aura of great compassion and mercy that made people feel awe.

"Buzz!"

Suddenly, Jie Yin and Zhunti opened their chaotic eyes at the same time, with golden light flashing in their eyes, full of Buddha's spirit. They looked up at the sky at the same time, as if they could penetrate billions of miles of void and glimpse the secrets of the other side of the heavens.

"Buzz!"

After a while, a figure cut through the sky and quickly landed in front of Jie Yin and Zhunti.

The visitor was none other than the Taoist Master Ran Deng who was rejected by Yuanshi Tianzun.

"It didn't work."

As soon as Master Ran Deng landed on the ground, he sighed helplessly, as if his heart was filled with loss.

"what?!"

When Zhunti heard this, a look of surprise appeared on his face, and his confused eyes stared at Randang, as if trying to see through his heart.

After a while, he slowly spoke, his voice as gentle as a blooming golden lotus: "Fellow Daoist Randeng, can you tell me why you failed?"

"Originally, everything was going smoothly. Yuanshi Tianzun seemed to be interested in accepting me as a disciple of the Chan Sect. But..."

Having said this, Randeng's face gradually became gloomy, and his eyes seemed to be covered with frost, revealing a coldness.

"But what?" Jie Yin frowned, a look of pain on his face, and he obviously felt very sorry for Randeng's failure.

"Hoo~!"

Ran Deng took a deep breath, trying to calm his anger, and then slowly said: "But Ying Zheng showed up on the way! He seemed to have said something in Yuanshi Tianzun's ear, causing Yuanshi Tianzun to change his mind."

"When I begged again, that little Ying Zheng...he openly humiliated me!"

When mentioning Ying Zheng, those harsh words emerged in Randeng's mind again: "Damn, you are so shameless! You can't be driven away even if you chase me away!" These words were like a thorn, deeply piercing his heart.

Thinking that he, a great master, was humiliated by Ying Zheng, Ran Deng couldn't help but emanate murderous aura, like an angry wild beast.

"It's Ying Zheng again! How dare he ruin my life like this?!"

After listening to Randeng's narration, Zhunti's face darkened and his tone revealed obvious anger, "We shouldn't have let him go so easily back then!" However, he forgot that his cultivation was still shallow back then and he was simply unable to keep Ying Zheng.

"Forget it, since we can't join the Chan Sect, we can just find another way."

Jie Yin's expression became even more painful. He waved his hand gently and said to Randeng, "I am sorry that I have wronged you, Daoist Fellow Randeng."

"It's not a grievance."

Randeng shook his head and looked at Jie Yin and Zhunti with a firm gaze, "But you also know that I have tried my best."

"So, how should we deal with the Hongmeng Purple Qi that we agreed on earlier?"

"Hmph, your plan failed, and you still have the nerve to mention Hongmeng Purple Qi?" As soon as Randeng finished speaking, Zhunti snorted coldly, his tone full of dissatisfaction.

"Shh!"

Upon hearing what Zhunti said, Randeng's face instantly turned ashen, as if shrouded in a layer of haze.

It turned out that he had reached an agreement with Jie Yin and Zhunti before: he infiltrated the two sects of Chan and Jie, secretly made friends with and instigated some outstanding disciples, and brought them to the Western Paradise to join the Western Religion.

In this way, the fortune of the Eastern religion can be weakened, and the strength of the Western religion can be strengthened, which can be said to kill two birds with one stone.

In return, Jie Yin and Zhunti promised to do their best to help him find the Hongmeng purple energy, which was the basis for his enlightenment.

In order to obtain the Hongmeng Purple Qi, Randeng was willing to lower himself and go to join the Chan Sect.

However, the plan was destroyed by Ying Zheng before it was implemented!

"Junior brother, how can you treat fellow Daoist Ran Deng like this?"

Seeing Randeng's unhappy expression, Jie Yin quickly came out to smooth things over, "Daoyou Randeng, I hope you don't mind. I am also a little annoyed because the plan failed."

“Although it is a pity that we cannot infiltrate the Chan Sect, if fellow Daoist Randeng can go to the Eastern Land from time to time, he can bring people with predestined relationships to our Western Sect.”

"My junior brother and I will definitely do our best to help you find the Hongmeng Purple Qi!"

"That's right! If you can bring the right person here, we can even seize the Hongmeng Purple Qi from Taoist Hongyun for you!" Zhunti also realized that he had lost his composure just now, so he regained his composure and said with a smile.

"it is good!"

Randeng nodded slightly after hearing this. Although he was dissatisfied with the attitudes of Jie Yin and Zhunti, he also knew that he still needed their help.

So he said nothing more and turned away.

As he walked on the road, Ran Deng thought to himself, "Humph, below the saints are all ants! Jie Yin, Zhunti, Ying Zheng, Yuan Shi Tianzun, you all just wait for me. When I obtain the Hong Meng Purple Qi and become a saint, I will make you pay for today's humiliation!"

……

At the same time, halfway up the Kunlun Mountains...

After Yuanshi Tianzun and Ying Zheng sat and waited for a long time, another creature slowly came.

This is an old man holding a cane, with a bald forehead and flowing white beard. He has an upright posture, an immortal look, and looks like a master of Taoism.

"I am the Immortal of the South Pole, and I have come specially to pay my respects to the Primitive Saint!" the old man bowed respectfully.

That’s right, the person who came was the Immortal of the South Pole.

"You enter the formation first. If you can pass it successfully, you can become my disciple of the Chan sect." Yuanshi Tianzun waved his hand lightly and said calmly.

He could see that although Nanji Xianweng had the cultivation of the middle stage of the Golden Immortal, his life journey was long and he seemed to have cultivated for endless years. However, it took him so many years to reach the early stage of the Golden Immortal, which was enough to show that his qualifications were mediocre and difficult to enter the eyes of Yuanshi Tianzun.

"I will follow the order of the original saint!" The Immortal of the South Pole bowed again, then his body flashed and he entered the formation.

"Buzz!"

In an instant, the simplified version of the Wind and Thunder God Formation set up by Ying Zheng was activated, and immediately, earth, wind, water, and fire intertwined, and murderous intent was everywhere.

The Immortal of the South Pole held a cane and struggled hard in the formation. Although it seemed quite strenuous, he still persisted.

"Buzz!"

At this time, the Wind and Thunder God Formation trembled slightly, and then a faint blue light burst out, revealing the depth of the qualifications of the Antarctic Immortal.

"His cultivation and state of mind are pretty good, but his aptitude is still a little lacking after all."

Looking at the faint blue light, Yuanshi Tianzun said lightly.

"Buzz!"

After a difficult struggle, Nanji Xianweng finally broke out of the formation, but his figure was a little embarrassed and his breath was a little disordered.

Obviously, it was not easy for him to break through the formation, but fortunately, he succeeded in the end, which also meant that he could become a disciple of the Chan Sect.

Therefore, despite his disheveled appearance, the Immortal of the South Pole was still very excited, with excitement on his face.

"Are you willing to join my Chan Sect and become my registered disciple?" Yuanshi Tianzun asked in a loud voice.

"Disciple is willing!"

Although he was not a formal disciple, Nanji Xianweng was already extremely satisfied to be a disciple of a saint. He immediately kowtowed and shouted: "Disciple Nanji Xianweng, I pay my respects to the Master!"

"Well, get up."

Yuanshi Tianzun waved his hand and continued, "This is my nephew, and also your senior brother Ying Zheng. Why don't you meet senior brother Ying Zheng?"

"The Immortal of the South Pole greets Senior Brother Ying Zheng!" The Immortal of the South Pole quickly saluted Ying Zheng.

"Well, Second Uncle-Master has very high standards. It's already very good that you can become his registered disciple. Don't underestimate yourself." Ying Zheng said with a smile.

"Follow Senior Brother Ying Zheng's instructions!"

"You stand aside first and wait for other people with destiny to come and break the formation." Yuanshi Tianzun spoke again.

"I will obey Master's decree!"

Nanji Xianweng walked to Ying Zheng respectfully and stood beside him. At the same time, he couldn't help but look at Ying Zheng out of the corner of his eye.

This look gave him a big surprise!
The Immortal of the South Pole discovered that Ying Zheng's aura was ethereal and his body seemed to be surrounded by an infinite rhythm of Taoism, blending into one with the natural world.

At one point, he even felt that Ying Zheng's aura was almost catching up with that of Yuanshi Tianzun, the Sage of Heaven.

This shocked the Antarctic Immortal.

"It seems that my senior brother Ying Zheng is definitely not an ordinary person!" The Immortal of the South Pole thought to himself.

"Second Uncle-Master, is your prestige as a saint not enough? Why has it been so long since so many creatures came to break the formation?" Suddenly, Ying Zheng's somewhat lazy voice sounded.

"Why rush? Those who are destined will come naturally. There is no need to force it. It is better to have nothing than to have something of poor quality." Yuanshi Tianzun said.

"If no one comes, I'll just take a nap. It's so boring!"

"You kid, your uncle has finally asked you for a favor, and you still want to be lazy?" Yuanshi Tianzun said pretending to be angry.

"Second Master, please don't wrongly accuse me. Who set up that formation? And who helped weaken it? If I was really lazy, would I be able to help you do this?"

Facing Yuanshi Tianzun's "reprimand", Ying Zheng tilted his head, pouted, and said with a cynical look. He obviously did not take Yuanshi Tianzun's words seriously.

"Okay, okay, Uncle Master knows that you have made great contributions."

"..."

On the side, the Immortal of the South Pole was listening to the conversation between Yuanshi Tianzun and Ying Zheng, his eyes widened as if his eyeballs were about to fall out.

He never expected that this Senior Brother Ying Zheng would be so "fierce". (End of this chapter)