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

Not only can he chat and laugh with Yuanshi Tianzun, the saint of heaven, but he also dares to "accuse" him of having no conscience?
What shocked him even more was that Yuanshi Tianzun didn't look angry at all!

It seemed as if he had become accustomed to Ying Zheng's attitude.

In addition, Nanji Xianweng was surprised to learn that the formation he had just broken into was actually set up by Ying Zheng! And it was a weakened version!
You know, when he broke through the formation just now, he used up a lot of effort and barely got through!

And that was actually just the formation that Senior Brother Ying Zheng had weakened?

So, how powerful is this Senior Brother Ying Zheng?

At this moment, the Immortal of the South Pole felt a sense of awe towards Ying Zheng.

Halfway up Kunlun Mountain, as time went by, more and more creatures came to try to break the formation. Their cultivation levels varied, ranging from earthly immortals to golden immortals, but unfortunately, none of them could successfully break through the formation. Moreover, after being tested by the formation, their qualifications seemed relatively mediocre and could not enter the eyes of Yuanshi Tianzun.

Therefore, apart from Nanji Xianweng, Yuanshi Tianzun has not received any other disciples. This made Nanji Xianweng deeply understand that what Ying Zheng said before that he could become a registered disciple was already very good, which was indeed an accurate description of the current situation. Yuanshi Tianzun's strict standards for recruiting disciples were indeed astonishing.

"What kind of creatures are these? They have mediocre talents and low cultivation. How dare they come to break the formation?" Having failed to receive satisfactory disciples, Yuanshi Tianzun's face gradually became a little impatient.

"Second Uncle, I've told you long ago that your demands are too high, but you still don't believe it!" Ying Zheng curled his lips and muttered softly.

"Then what should we do? Reduce the power of the formation?" Yuanshi Tianzun sighed helplessly, "Forget it, if I can't recruit outstanding disciples, it means that they are not destined to be with me or the Chan Sect. I won't force it!"

"As long as you are happy!" When Ying Zheng heard Yuanshi Tianzun say this, he said no more and continued to wait.

At this moment, a sound of breaking through the air was heard, and a middle-aged man quickly flew to the front of the formation. Although he was at the realm of Xuanxian Great Perfection, he exuded an arrogant aura, like a sharp sword drawn from its sheath, with an extraordinary temperament.

"Well, finally a good one has come!" When Yuanshi Tianzun saw the man, a glimmer of satisfaction flashed in his eyes.

The man did not hesitate, and immediately flashed into the formation, and began to fight to break it. As he moved, a faint purple light gradually emerged from the formation, showing that his aptitude was much higher than that of the South Pole Immortal.

"Not bad, not bad!" Yuanshi Tianzun finally smiled.

After a while, the man walked out of the formation in a somewhat embarrassed manner, but his eyes were shining with determination. He took a step forward, knelt down to Yuanshi Tianzun and said, "Disciple Guangchengzi, greetings to Yuanshi Sect Master!"

"Guangchengzi, although your cultivation is not high, you have excellent aptitude. You will definitely be able to ascend to the supreme path in the future!" Yuanshi Tianzun nodded slightly and said with a smile, "I am willing to accept you as my disciple. Are you willing?"

"Disciple is willing!" Guangchengzi looked delighted and bowed his head and shouted quickly.

Afterwards, Yuanshi Tianzun asked him to meet Ying Zheng and Nanji Xianweng. Guangchengzi just nodded to them lightly without much communication. There was always a kind of pride between his eyebrows, as if it was born with him.

"Congratulations, Second Master, you have finally found a disciple who shares the same ideals and pride as you!" Ying Zheng looked at Guangchengzi, then turned to Yuanshi Tianzun and smiled.

"You brat!" Yuanshi Tianzun naturally understood that Ying Zheng was teasing Guangchengzi's arrogance, but he didn't care. After all, his Tao is the orthodox Tao, the Tao that follows the will of heaven, and the Tao of pride. Guangchengzi's personality is very consistent with his Tao.

"Guangchengzi!" Yuanshi Tianzun smiled first, then said earnestly, "On this Kunlun Mountain, except for my eldest brother Laozi and my third brother Tongtian, you must not disobey them. And this senior brother Ying Zheng, his Taoism is also unfathomable, you should also respect him. Do you understand?"

"Disciple understands!" Guang Chengzi responded. But from his eyes, it can be seen that although he verbally agreed, he was not very interested in Ying Zheng in his heart. Especially Ying Zheng's words "like-minded" just now made him feel a little irritated. After all, he thought he was a proud person, and being called "like-minded" seemed to be a mockery of him.

"You just started earlier than me. If you give me enough time, I may not lose to you!" Guangchengzi thought secretly in his heart.

Yuanshi Tianzun saw through Guangchengzi's thoughts at a glance, but he did not point it out. Instead, he smiled and said, "If Ying Zheng can teach him a lesson, it might be a good thing for him."

At this time, another being came to break through the formation and successfully passed the test of the formation, showing his outstanding qualifications. Yuanshi Tianzun accepted him as his disciple and gave him the name Chi Jingzi.

Soon after, more creatures came to break the formation...

In the following time, many creatures came to try to break through the formation. However, only a few were able to successfully pass the test of the formation and be accepted as disciples by Yuanshi Tianzun. Among them were Chi Jingzi, Qingxu Daode Zhenjun, Taiyi Zhenren, Yuding Zhenren, Lingbao Dafashi, Huanglong Zhenren, Puxian Zhenren, Cihang Daoren, Ji Liusun, Daoxing Tianzun and Wenshu Guangfa Tianzun. In addition, Yun Zhongzi was accepted as a registered disciple.

"Well, it seems that my Chan sect only has these disciples at the moment." Yuanshi Tianzun looked up at the sky, counted with his fingers, and said in a low voice.

Then he turned to Ying Zheng and said, "Nephew, please remove the formation. Let's go back to the main hall."

"Okay!" Ying Zheng had been waiting impatiently for a long time. After hearing Yuanshi Tianzun's words, he waved his hand without hesitation and easily removed the formation. He always maintained a relaxed expression on his face.

However, the scene of him removing the formation stunned all the disciples of the Chan Sect present. They couldn't help but mutter in their hearts: "How...how is this possible?"

The formation that they had broken through with great effort was actually... removed so easily?
With just a wave of his hand, that troublesome formation disappeared without a trace?

If they had not seen it with their own eyes, they would not have believed it was true, and would even have thought that it was a feat that only the Primordial Heavenly Venerable could accomplish.

After all, saints have omnipotent powers and are omnipotent, so it is not surprising that they can do this.

But how could Ying Zheng, a seemingly ordinary disciple, have such means?
At this moment, all the disciples of the Chan sect focused their eyes on Ying Zheng, with surprise and confusion written all over their faces.

Even the usually arrogant Guangchengzi couldn't help but change his expression at this moment.

"Just a wave of the hand can remove a powerful formation. This magical power is really mysterious!" Guangchengzi secretly exclaimed in his heart.

However, he didn't know that Ying Zheng could not only withdraw his formation easily, but also rearrange it in the blink of an eye.

Moreover, the power of the formation he set up was far beyond Guangchengzi's imagination.

This was because the real Wind and Thunder Divine Formation contained 360,000 kinds of changes and contained endless murderous intent. Even the most powerful quasi-saints did not dare to get involved easily.

Not long after, under the leadership of Yuanshi Tianzun, the disciples and Ying Zheng returned to the Sanqing Palace together.

They also met Laozi and the slightly dull Xuandu.

"Why don't you go and pay your respects to your uncle master and senior brother Xuandu?" Yuanshi Tianzun waved his hand and said loudly.

"Disciple greets Uncle Master, and greets Senior Brother Xuandu!" The disciples of the Chan Sect looked at each other, then quickly saluted and shouted.

"No, no, no!"

Unexpectedly, as soon as they finished speaking, Xuan Du trembled violently and waved his hands hurriedly, "Dear fellow disciples, please don't call me that! The eldest brother should be Brother Ying Zheng, not me!"

He looked flustered and anxious, as if he was afraid that the disciples of the Chan sect would call him the eldest brother and make Ying Zheng unhappy.

In fact, Ying Zheng didn't care about it at all. He leaned lazily against the pillar, looking nonchalant.

"What? Senior Brother Ying Zheng is our senior brother?"

“This doesn’t look like it at all!”

"Well, he looks too casual, not like a senior brother at all."

"I think it may be because he entered the sect earlier than Senior Brother Xuandu, but his cultivation is definitely not as good as Senior Brother Xuandu!"

"Not necessarily. I feel like his aura seems to be stronger than Senior Brother Xuandu's!"

……

When they learned that Ying Zheng was the eldest senior brother, the disciples of the Chan sect began to discuss in low voices.

Although their voices were very low, the people present were all very skilled and could hear them clearly.

"No rudeness!"

When Yuanshi Tianzun heard their discussion, his face darkened and he scolded in a low voice.

The disciples of the Chan sect trembled all over at once, and they were all silent, not daring to say anything more.

Then, Yuanshi Tianzun looked at Ying Zheng.

He was still leaning on the jade pillar in a lazy manner, looking languid.

Yuanshi Tianzun's mouth twitched slightly, but he still said: "Junior Brother Ying Zheng is your senior brother. Although he seems to be free and easy, lazy and casual, he is actually very profound in Taoism and his cultivation is unfathomable!"

"If you encounter any confusion in your practice in the future, you can humbly ask him for advice and solutions!"

"I will obey Master's decree!"

Although the disciples of the Chan sect still had some doubts about how a careless person like Ying Zheng could have such a high level of cultivation.

But since it was Yuanshi Tianzun who spoke, they quickly bowed and responded.

"Nephew, just consider this as doing your uncle a favor and give guidance to these useless disciples of your uncle from time to time!" Yuanshi 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 Master, if they make me unhappy, can I beat them up?"

"This... As long as you don't destroy their foundation, you can beat them as much as you want!"

Yuanshi Tianzun nodded slightly in agreement with what Ying Zheng said, and then said unhappily, "You little brat, when your master wanted to beat you up, it was me who stopped him. Now you only want to beat up your master's disciple!"

"Oh, that's all old news!" Ying Zheng waved his hand and said.

After that, Yuanshi Tianzun didn’t say anything more, but asked his disciples to practice in seclusion on their own.

In the ancient world, there is no record of time, but the time of cultivation flies by.

In the blink of an eye, several years passed.

It is worth mentioning that during this period, when the disciples of the Chan sect encountered difficulties, in addition to asking Yuanshi Tianzun for advice, they would also seek solutions from Ying Zheng.

Every time, Ying Zheng could answer their questions in a light-hearted manner.

After several years of getting along, they gradually discovered that although Ying Zheng seemed extremely lazy, he either slept in or caught spiritual birds and spiritual beasts for barbecue all day, and no one had ever seen him practice.

But his cultivation is indeed unfathomable.

No matter what problems they encountered, as long as they found Ying Zheng, they could be solved.

It is worth mentioning that whenever the disciples of the Chan sect came to Ying Zheng to answer their questions, their problems were always solved. However, Ying Zheng always pretended to be dissatisfied with them, and then mercilessly gave them a "lesson", beating them until their faces were bruised. Even the Taoist Cihang, although she was a woman, was not spared, and Ying Zheng painted strange patterns on her face.

What is even more amazing is that, no matter if they were beaten black and blue or painted with patterns, these marks were difficult to remove under Ying Zheng's special "technique". Especially the always arrogant Guangchengzi, who was Ying Zheng's "focused object". Every time he was beaten, even his master Yuanshi Tianzun could hardly recognize him. It was so miserable!

The disciples of the Chan Sect ran to complain to Yuanshi Tianzun, but Yuanshi Tianzun just said lightly: "This is just physical pain. If you can't even bear this, how can you pursue the great way?"

As a result, the disciples found that it was useless to complain, so they began to avoid Ying Zheng, fearing that he would "target" them. They thought: I can't beat you, so I can hide from you, right? Therefore, unless they really encountered a problem and needed Ying Zheng's help, they were unwilling to offend Ying Zheng.

What about Ying Zheng? He has been living a carefree life these past few years. Recalling his past life, he was a vegetative person. Although he could hear and feel, he could not see or speak, and lived in endless darkness. Now that his life is so colorful, he certainly feels extremely satisfied and happy.

In fact, Ying Zheng never pursued invincibility, nor did he ever think of being above all living beings. Since he came to the prehistoric world, all he pursued was the bustle, noise, and colorfulness of this world.

On this day, Ying Zheng was lazily lying under a crooked tree outside the Sanqing Temple, enjoying the breeze on his face and listening to the birds singing and insects chirping, feeling extremely comfortable.

"Big...Big Brother!" Suddenly, a clear voice like a yellow warbler was heard.

Ying Zheng slowly opened his eyes, looked at the beautiful figure in front of him, and a playful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Junior Sister Cihang, what's the matter?"

When Cihang Zhenren saw Ying Zheng's half-smiley eyes and the smirk on his lips, her face flushed and her heartbeat quickened. She almost instinctively took a few steps back and quickly covered her face.

"I... I would like to ask Senior Brother for some advice. I have learned a magical power, but I always feel that it is somewhat lacking. I hope Senior Brother can teach me!" Taoist Cihang's voice was as thin as a mosquito.

As she spoke, she did not dare to get even a step closer to Ying Zheng, as if she had a deep fear of him.

"Show it to me." Ying Zheng tilted his head and said lazily.

Taoist Cihang nodded, stretched out his jade finger, lightly tapped the air, and the magic power in his body surged. (End of this chapter)