I am cultivating immortality in Zhetian

Chapter 67 Nangong Zheng

This is an extremely special man.

Dressed in green clothes, he has a handsome appearance and a tall and straight posture. He looks to be in his twenties, but his long hair has turned snow-white.

Bright eyes like shining stars looked over, and there was a strange color emerging.

Fu Jin sat at the table, his body stiff, not daring to move, not even daring to breathe, and his eyes could not stop being horrified.

What did he see?
A living power.

Liu Yiyi also discovered that no matter how she sensed him, she couldn't detect any fluctuations in the other person's divine power, as if he was just an ordinary mortal.

But the sudden appearance of the other party and his special temperament were enough to show that the person in front of him was definitely not an ordinary person.

"This senior." Fu Jin spoke, while using his spiritual consciousness to fall into the fountain of life, he opened the copper furnace, and a three-eyed stone statue of a god with cracks all over his body slowly emerged.

wow.

The man in green raised his hand to prevent Fu Jin from saying anything else. He got straight to the point and stated his purpose in a calm tone:

"Would you like to worship me as your teacher?"

bang.

Fu Jin dropped the teacup in his hand, and the warm tea splashed out, directly onto the man in green.

"not good."

His expression changed slightly, and he was about to block it, but in the next moment, the tea water flowed back and the tea cup flew up.

The jade cup filled with tea returned to his hand.

Everything seems to have never happened.

Fu Jin's eyes narrowed and he fell silent.

An extremely powerful person wants to accept him as his disciple, which is definitely a good thing that he can only dream of.

But does the other party have other purposes?
"You haven't asked your senior for his name yet?" Fu Jin was hesitant and tried to find out the origin of the other party.

The man in green looked normal and his tone was very calm as he spoke his name.

"Nangong Zheng."

boom.

bang.

crackling.

There were continuous sounds. Some people dropped their teacups, some fell off their chairs, and some were really shocked.

After a burst of noise, the inn fell into an eerie silence.

Fu Jin's eyes widened, his expression changed drastically, and he seemed to be shocked and speechless.

A powerful realm of cultivation, and this familiar name.

Fu Jin didn't have any doubt in his heart.

The person in front of him should be Nangong Zheng, the most powerful person in the human race who is about to fight for a lifetime of immortality.

According to rumors, Nangong Zheng died 500 years ago.

So when the other monks in the inn heard this name, they looked as if they had seen a ghost.

Nangong was about to accept him as his disciple.

There was no surprise in Fu Jin's heart, but more of a strong sense of weirdness.

In the land of Eastern Wasteland, there have been famous scenes of Taoist palaces attacking the emperor's tomb and the four poles seizing the emperor's soldiers. Could it be that the mythical scene of two great immortals fighting against an immortal would also be staged under his eyes?

call.

The other monks gradually woke up. After realizing the unfathomable cultivation level, many monks who came to Taixuan Sect to become disciples looked excited.Taixuanmen only had ancient powerful figures in its heyday.

And before his eyes, there was a living mighty figure.

How to choose between the two, need we say more?

"Leave here first." Nangong Zheng raised his eyebrows, waved his sleeves, and led Fu Jin and Liu Yiyi into a line of green light and disappeared into the inn.

At the same time, the inn felt like a pot was exploding.

There were comments and sighs of regret everywhere.

Soon, the news that the extremely powerful Nangong was reappearing in the world quickly spread from this small town, adding another fire to the already noisy and lively Southern Territory.

Along with it, the news spread throughout the Southern Territory, and there was the lucky guy who was favored by Nangong Zheng and wanted to take him as his disciple.

When Zhang Wenchang returned to the town after passing the Taixuanmen test, he heard the appearance of the person who was taken away by Nangong Zheng from the discussion.

"It can't be Fu Jin, right?" Zhang Wenchang's mouth opened wide. It took him a long time to react. He was a little envious, but he couldn't help but feel happy for his friend.

"I have to tell Mark the good news."

After he chose to worship at Zhuofeng, he unexpectedly saw that his classmate Ye Fan, who had been separated in the ancient forbidden land, also appeared at Taixuanmen and worshiped at Zhuofeng together.

On an unknown barren mountain, the mountain wind howled.

Fu Jin looked at the man in green clothes in front of him, who was messy in the wind.

"What, you don't want to?" Nangong Zheng is a powerful person, he has great ambition and is unwilling to use his power to overwhelm others or force him to do anything.

However, there was no response to his request for apprenticeship for a long time, and there was also a bit of confusion in his plain expression.

Is it hard to accept being accepted as a disciple by a powerful person like him?
How could he be so unwilling and look so weird?

Or rather, not being born for hundreds of years has made him unable to keep up with the times, creating a generation gap between him and today's young monks.

Many thoughts flashed through, and Nangong was looking at the other party calmly.

"This" Fu Jin frowned.

Liu Yiyi on the side couldn't help but sweat, mistakenly thinking that Fu Jin was thinking about her and planned to settle her down first before talking about other things.

"You don't have to worry about me now." Liu Yiyi said with an anxious look on her beautiful face:
"I can travel alone."

"On your way?" Nangong Zheng, who was waiting for Fu Jin's reply, finally looked at Liu Yiyi next to him and said with some surprise:

"He has abundant divine power, excellent bones, and has taken some rare magical medicine. Talents like this are rare in the Holy Land."

As he said that, his eyes fell on the handsome young man in front of him again, and his tone was a little misleading, and he said:
"You don't have to worry about your companions. I have a close relationship with the Queen Mother of the West from the generation of Yaochi Holy Land. I can send her to Yaochi. I believe that with her qualifications, she will be able to receive key training."

But the prerequisite for this is that Fu Jin agrees to worship him as his teacher.

"May I ask, Senior Nangong, why you must accept me as your disciple?" Fu Jin was full of doubts.

Seeing Fu Jin's actions, Nangong Zheng looked gentle. He did not explain first, but asked meaningfully:
"Have you ever taken the Nine Wonders Holy Medicine?"

Fu Jin and Liu Yiyi's expressions changed, and they were not in a hurry to deny it.

After all, they are both in the Eastern Wasteland, and matters related to them have been known to the Ji family, Jiang family, Yaoguang Holy Land and other major forces. It is only a matter of time before word spreads.

Seeing the two people's reactions, Nangong seemed to be smiling and continued:
"Not only did you take the holy medicine, but due to the stimulation of the immortal substance in it, your body became abnormal and you almost died of old age."

This little-known secret made it difficult for Fu Jin to maintain his calm expression. He stopped evading, faced the other party's gaze, and asked:
"Senior knows this in detail, so he must also know the reason?"

Nangong Zheng did not hide anything and nodded slightly:

"Yes, this is exactly why I want to accept you as my disciple."

Immediately afterwards, he told the truth:

"The reason why this change occurred is because of your constitution."

(End of this chapter)