A discarded disciple of the Chan Sect? I'll seize the destiny and prove myself to be a Primordi

After the White Crane Boy announced their arrival, the two entered.

Yuanshi Tianzun sat on the high platform, first glancing at Guangchengzi, and then sighed deeply.

His gaze then shifted to Yun Zhongzi, but he only glanced at him briefly before looking away, his subtle "disdain" between his brows remaining undisguised.

"The secrets of Heaven are now in chaos, yet the Way of Heaven cannot be altered. Your disciple, none other than Yin Jiao, can change this."

Guang Chengzi frowned and bowed, saying:

"Master, I understand perfectly well. But Junior Brother Chijingzi has already taken Yin Hong as his disciple, and Emperor Xin is not fond of women. His harem has been childless for many years, with only Yin Jiao as his son. Although the Mandate of Heaven is now in Xiqi, others do not know this. How could Emperor Xin, who only has one son left, allow his eldest son to join the immortal sect?"

"This is destiny, it cannot be changed. This child is your destined disciple. The time has come. If you miss this opportunity..."

In the eyes of the Primordial Celestial Venerable, the sun, moon, and stars revolved endlessly, and his voice seemed to come from the ancient times.

"During the Great Tribulation of the Investiture of the Gods, you will surely be reduced to ashes."

Guang Chengzi trembled, prostrated himself on the ground, his forehead touching the jade brick surface: "I beg for your guidance, Master!"

"A leisurely and carefree man speaks eloquently, quietly easing the anxieties of those who share his sentiments."

After Yuanshi Tianzun finished reciting this sentence, his gaze fell on Yun Zhongzi.

Seeing this, Guang Chengzi wisely withdrew from the palace gate, still muttering those two lines of poetry to himself, his brows furrowed.

Only two people remained in the hall.

The Primordial Celestial Venerable sat upright on the high platform, while Yun Zhongzi knelt below, creating a momentary stagnation in the atmosphere.

Where is Lei Zhenzi?

Yun Zhongzi's primordial spirit tightened, and he spoke in a low voice:

"Master Qi, Uncle Tongtian... won't release him. He wants me to... wants me to 'get out'."

After speaking, he lowered his head, appearing respectful on the surface, but in his heart he wished that the Primordial Celestial Venerable would slam his fist on the table and personally go to Biyou Palace to fight the Tongtian Sect Master.

"Where is the Blood-Cleansing Box?"

"Uh...you unworthy disciple...you unworthy disciple accepts..."

"Let's go again."

Yun Zhongzi suddenly looked up, his eyes wide open:

"what?"

He was stunned for a long time before he came to his senses and carefully considered his words.

"Master, if Uncle Tongtian won't release them, I'm afraid it will be a waste of my time if I go again."

Yuanshi Tianzun glanced at him.

Then his figure gradually faded away, and he didn't even bother to say another word.

On the high platform, only the clear light of the Three Treasures Jade Ruyi remained, flickering uncertainly in the auspicious mist.

Yun Zhongzi knelt on the spot, his lips twitching. He had no choice but to go.

He straightened his clothes, got up, and left the palace gate dejectedly.

Then he saw a man standing smiling below him; it was Guang Chengzi, who was looking at him with a smile.

His attitude was unusually kind, contrary to his usual demeanor.

"Junior brother, is there anything difficult about the decree our teacher gave you?"

Yun Zhongzi remained polite on the surface, but his tone maintained a perfectly measured distance: "It's alright."

Seeing that Yun Zhongzi only answered with two words and then stopped responding, without even asking why he was waiting there, Guang Chengzi's smile became increasingly awkward.

As the chief disciple of the Chan Sect, he was always treated with utmost respect by his fellow disciples.

However, Yun Zhongzi had been troubled by Ju Liusun and others for tens of thousands of years, and he had never stopped them. Now, however, he needed their help, so he had no choice but to bite the bullet and continue to be friendly.

"Hehe, it's alright, it's alright."

Changing the subject, he asked, "Junior brother, do you have any good advice for me regarding taking Yin Jiao as my disciple?"

Yun Zhongzi was baffled by what he heard.

At this moment, his mind was filled with thoughts of how to face the Tongtian Sect Leader when he returned to Biyou Palace, and he had no interest in advising others.

Although he had impersonated Guang Chengzi several times, indirectly causing Guang Chengzi great difficulty in accepting disciples, he felt no remorse whatsoever. He simply asked in return:

"What do you mean by that, senior brother? I have important matters to attend to. If you have nothing else to do, please don't tease me."

Seeing that he had even used the term "this humble Daoist," Guang Chengzi knew that if he continued to beat around the bush, the man would likely storm off, so he quickly said:

"What the teacher just said, 'A tranquil and leisurely person speaks wise words, quietly easing the knots of those who share the same understanding,' this 'tranquil and leisurely person'...

He paused, looking embarrassed, and coughed lightly.

"'Shu Liangyan' must be this person's suggestion, and 'Tongqi' means fellow disciples. I have thought through the entire Jade Void Palace, and this 'reclusive and leisurely person' is only my junior brother."

Yun Zhongzi's expression darkened.

What does it mean to be a carefree and leisurely person? Am I really that carefree?

I'm so busy with my plans that I barely have time to breathe. My obsessive corpse is still squatting at the gate of Chaoge City, and my real body has to go to Biyou Palace to get scolded. How can I have any peace and quiet?

He said irritably, "Then this junior brother, this 'leisurely and carefree person,' will give his senior brother some good advice."

He said "eldest brother" slowly and deliberately, gritting his teeth as he spoke.

Guang Chengzi felt a chill run down his spine, but could only force a smile.

"Then Yin Jiao... Senior Brother will simply not teach him cultivation."

After speaking, Yun Zhongzi summoned the Flood Dragon King, mounted the dragon's back, and rode on auspicious clouds to fly towards the East Sea once again.

Guang Chengzi was left standing alone at the foot of the Jade Void Palace steps, repeatedly pondering those words.

If they don't teach cultivation, then what's the point of becoming an apprentice? Isn't the purpose of joining the Chan Sect to learn cultivation?

He rode on auspicious clouds, his mind heavy with worries, and flew towards Chaoge.

Previously, he was restless and anxious due to other personal reasons, and the matter of taking on apprentices was full of twists and turns, making him feel like a taut bowstring.

Now, awakened by Yun Zhongzi's words, my mind has gradually calmed down.

Upon entering Chaoge, he went straight to Jiang Ziya's residence. Since they were fellow disciples of the Chan Sect, they should help each other. It was always right to consult with his junior brother first.

Just as he descended from the clouds, he saw Jiang Ziya and Wen Zhong riding in the same carriage from the direction of the Grand Tutor's mansion.

The two got off the carriage and were arguing about the sheepskin map in their hands when they surprisingly made up.

Wen Zhong's voice was as loud as a bell:

"This pass is easily defended by a single man. If we use fire attacks supplemented by a pincer attack by cavalry, the rebel army will surely collapse!"

Jiang Ziya stroked his beard and shook his head:

"Grand Tutor, you are mistaken. Although this pass is strategically important, it is rich in water resources. A fire attack would be ineffective. It would be better to lure them out of the pass with a feint, and then cut off their retreat with an ambush."

The two chatted back and forth, discussing everything from military strategy to geography, completely unaware that the carriage had already passed the gate of the Jiang residence.

Guang Chengzi stood at the street corner, watching the two people in the carriage enter the Jiang residence.

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration struck him, like the sun breaking through the clouds.

If I won't teach you how to cultivate immortality, then I'll teach you the art of governing a country.

He was the tutor of the Yellow Emperor, and was proficient in both literary and military arts, as well as the ability to govern the country and bring peace to the people.

The skill he possessed in assisting the Yellow Emperor to pacify the world during the Battle of Zhuolu was more than enough to teach Yin Jiao.

The heavy weight that had been pressing on his heart for the past few days suddenly shattered, and he couldn't help but turn around and bow deeply towards the direction of Zhongnan Mountain.

Turning around, auspicious clouds rose and flew towards the palace.

East Sea, Biyou Palace.

Yun Zhongzi arrived at the gate of Biyou Palace with trepidation.

The Water and Fire Boys were already waiting outside. Upon seeing him arrive, they stepped forward and bowed, saying:

"The master said that if Senior Brother Yun Zhongzi comes, he may enter directly."

Yun Zhongzi's face was a mixture of emotions as he clasped his hands in thanks.

Take a deep breath and step into the hall.

Inside Biyou Palace, the four killing swords still hung in the void, their murderous aura thick and menacing.

The Tongtian Sect Leader sat on a high platform, and beside the platform stood a person.

This man wore a seven-star Taoist crown and a Jiejiao Taoist robe. His face was resolute and arrogant, his eyes were sharp, and his figure was as upright as a pine tree.

Holding a precious sword, he had a dignified appearance, but his physique was much more robust than that of an ordinary cultivator, and his Taoist robe was stretched a bit too tight.

He was none other than Duobao Daoren, the chief disciple of the Jie Sect.

Just as Yun Zhongzi was about to bow in respect, he saw Duobao's gaze flash like lightning as he roared angrily:

"Yun Zhongzi! Do you know your crime?!"