Blood sacrifice to millions of zombies, I will be a demon cultivator in the apocalypse

Chapter 367 Tian Chanzi

No other monks from the Daxue Mountain lineage knew Zheng Yi's identity.

But in the eyes of several venerables, there was actually a vague suspicion.

It's just that things are too miraculous, coupled with the extremely rough situation, Zheng Yi's status and strength, and other reasons, everyone tacitly understands it.

Another approach was taken, which was a smooth transition.

It has long been confirmed that Zheng Yi will become the true God Lord of this generation, and 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.

Moreover, as the leader of the next reincarnated son of God, he has a close connection with this snowy mountain invisibly.

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.

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's will glanced around and found a few good immortal cultivators, but he didn't pay attention to them.

Once successfully selected, they will reach the sky in one step and become a being overlooking the entire Snow Mountain.

The days passed by, and in a blink of an eye, it was the day for the high priest to choose his disciples.

However, he knew that there was no one he was looking for here.

I have even heard from my ancestors that this is an important opportunity that can completely change them and the family behind them.

The empty and magnificent hall was now crowded with people. Almost all of them were heirs of nobles between the ages of eight and fifteen, all of whom appeared in the hall.

"Please, Lord God!"

"Invite the high priest!"

Almost in the blink of an eye, a figure appeared on the steps in front of the high priest's throne.

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 lower-class commoners or even slaves.

As soon as he stood there, an invisible majesty surged out, and the robe spread without wind, spreading in all directions, and in an instant, almost covered the entire space.

Although they are small, they have been bathing in the glory of the Snow Mountain since they were young, and they know how noble this place of the shrine is.

……

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.

At this moment, Zheng Yi was 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 was a panoramic view of the Snowy Mountains, and he held the Seven Treasures Wand in his hand.

Zheng Yi glanced around and knew exactly what was happening here.

Even the most naughty boys seemed to be affected by the solemn atmosphere in the hall. They shut their mouths tightly and did not dare to make any sound.

They were lined up neatly in rows, and under the leadership of the temple staff, they worked hard to stand up straight.

Suddenly, a low and long sound rang out in the peaceful hall. Many young nobles, including the disciples and monks from Daxue Mountain who were maintaining order below, also knelt down one by one and worshiped upwards.

In the eyes of those nobles, as long as a group of noble disciples 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.

"The way of divine authority is indeed the way of divine authority above all else!"

With his current vision, not to mention standing at the top of the entire Xuantian Immortal Cultivation World, but not far behind.

Zheng Yi has experienced too many geniuses, and in his eyes, they are just average. Unless they are rare people like Hongmeng Immortal Physique, Ancient Holy Physique, and Heavenly Demon Killing Immortal Physique, other geniuses are just ordinary people. Very few.

Moreover, what he needs to look for now is not a spiritual genius, but a true reincarnated son of God.

There was a dead silence in the main hall, everyone closed their mouths and waited solemnly.

Especially those young people who were waiting to be selected, their faces tightened, looking forward to the final result.

However, what they didn't know was that Zheng Yi's thoughts had already left the hall and surged down the mountain, covering the entire Snowy Mountain.

……

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 freezing weather, they were wearing thin clothes, with sweat beads on their foreheads, and leaned against a corner of the stable, panting.

"I heard, is today the day when the high priest recruits disciples?!"

"Yes, I heard that today is a very important day. Even the lord's son is wearing gorgeous clothes and heading to the temple."

"If I can become the apprentice of the high priest, I will definitely let those young masters and ladies serve me if I am not a popular drinker in the future."

"Stop daydreaming. Look, what qualifications do you have to become the disciple of the high priest? You can't even meet the adults on those snowy mountains. How can you be qualified to be the disciple of the high priest of the god?" Several people laughed at each other. , a thin figure leaning 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 asked the thinnest figure in the innermost place, and others also gathered around with concern.

"Yeah, tell us what you want to do."

"You are the smartest among us. Can you 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 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 ferocious face shouted loudly outside the stable.

Several people trembled involuntarily and hurriedly climbed out of the cowshed. They all lowered their heads, not daring to look at the steward with burning eyes.

……

"It should be him!"

In the main hall, a smile suddenly appeared on Zheng Yi's face, and then a spiritual thought was transmitted to the mind of the Great Sun Lord standing next to him.

Suddenly, the face of that thin child appeared in his mind.

"Go and pick up 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, he was the real reincarnated son of the Snow Mountain God. This venerable man couldn't 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 the 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 whips lashing in his ears, accompanied by the sound of the human body being... The muffled sound of being drawn.

But the Lord Red Sun's face couldn't help but change. From the image left by the high priest, it appeared that the reincarnated Son of God was not of a high status and belonged to the untouchable class. The loud sound of the whip seemed to tell him that the Son of God was being raped. Oppress.

"Stop, you are seeking death!"

The angry scolding of Lord Red Sun rang in his ears. The steward raised his whip high, and when the whip was about to fall on the thinnest young man, he suddenly felt a muffled thunder blast in his ears, and then he had seven orifices. Bleeding and falling to the ground.

Originally prepared to endure the painful whipping, the little mute waited for a moment, looked up, and saw the vicious 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, making him unable to react.

"Poor child, you have suffered. From today on, you are the disciple of the high priest. Come with me to meet your master."

Facing the hand extended by the Venerable, he seemed to have no thought of rejection in his heart. He stretched it out naturally, and was immediately picked up by the Venerable Red Sun. He immediately flew up 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.

……

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, which was beyond everyone's expectations.

Even though a large number of nobles were dissatisfied, they did not dare to question it at all, otherwise the Snowy Mountains would drive them into the depths of endless hell in minutes.

The turmoil in the outside world had 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 reincarnated son of God, these venerables are just guardians and do not have the ability to detect whether they are the real reincarnated son of God. Otherwise, they would not be able to make a mistake about Zheng Yi.

So for all this, they could only wait patiently, keeping their eyes fixed on this thin-looking young man.

"Don't be afraid, kid!"

Zheng Yi looked at the manu in front of him calmly, as if to comfort him, and then suddenly slapped his hand on the young man's Tianling Cap. Suddenly, even the venerables all focused their eyes on it.

"He has been enlightened!"

Zheng Yi's calm voice sounded in the hall, and several worried venerables calmed down slightly. Several of them stared at the young man with wide eyes and waited quietly.

(End of this chapter)