Beauty Comic Cultivation Record

Marvel Multiverse, Earth, New New York City, Galactic Federation Headquarters.

"Mr. President, this batch of orders for Tang Group has been completed!" The beautiful female secretary with fair skin and wearing a professional suit skirt stood in front of Maria Hill and reported.

"Then notify Tang Group to complete the transaction." Maria Hill expressionlessly turned the pen in her hand, stood up from her office chair, and walked to the floor-to-ceiling window.

It had been eight hundred years since she took over the Galactic Federation, and the Earth's social system had been completely destroyed thousands of years ago.

Today, the Earth, as the center of the Milky Way and even the entire universe, can be described as a masterpiece of art.

There are many flowers, plants and trees, and small rivers and lakes everywhere, it is just like a garden.

Hill looked out from the floor-to-ceiling window. The sun was shining brightly outside. Under the blue sky, pedestrians were coming and going, cars were speeding on the ground, and small maglev cars were speeding in the air.

Everything was so well organized, everything was so quiet and peaceful, but for some reason Hill's heart could not fit into this atmosphere at all.

As the president of the Galaxy whose words decide the life and death of billions of intelligent beings in Jingzhao, and as a god possessing powerful divine power, she gradually began to get tired of this kind of life since some time ago.

Hill sat back in the chair that represented power, carefully looked at the female secretary beside him, shook his head, and said with emotion:
"Amanda, you've been my secretary for a year, right?"

The secretary bowed slightly, a look of panic flashed across her face as she said, "One year and two months, Mr. President..."

"Don't be so nervous. I don't have any other intentions. I just want to talk to someone!" Hill waved his hand to signal the female secretary not to be nervous.

"They say I'm the Iron Lady of the Galactic Federation, the Cold-Faced President. I don't like this title!"

Hill stretched out his hands and tapped the table gently a few times, motioning the female secretary to sit down on the chair in front of him, squinting his eyes and smiling:

"Amanda, what do you think of my performance as president? Am I competent?"

“Of course,” the secretary looked at Maria Hill with undisguised admiration in her eyes: “You are my idol. During the eight hundred years that you were president, the area ruled by the Galactic Federation expanded three times.

Even giants like the Church and Tang Group had to give up some of their interests to the Federation!"

The higher up you are in the hierarchy, the more you realize how huge the Holy See and the Tang Group are. The former controls the faith of most intelligent life in the universe, while the latter is integrated into the lives of all civilizations in the entire universe.

From basic necessities of life to energy, the presence of Tang Group can be seen everywhere.

Someone once joked that in this universe, from birth to death, we are dealing with the Tang Group.

Some people also say that even after death, the soul will continue to work for the Tang Group. This is the real power, the ultimate producer who rules the universe.

However, the president in front of him, who is known as the Iron Lady of the Galactic Federation, can enjoy extraordinary treatment even when facing a behemoth like the Tang Group.

Take this order for example, an order for 20 megabytes of miniaturized Ark reactors and 300 megabytes of miniature nuclear missiles. Other civilizations offered prices half as low as that of the Galactic Federation, but they were unable to snatch the order from the Galactic Federation.

Ever since Maria Hill became the president of the Banking Federation, even the Cosmic Bank has raised its credit lending rating to the Galactic Federation to the highest rating.

Maria Hill faced the secretary's admiring gaze, shrugged her shoulders, grabbed the coffee pot on the desk, poured herself another cup of coffee, took a few sips, and sighed:
“Amanda, in fact, I am not as outstanding as you look. From the President of the Earth Federation to the President of the Galactic Federation, I have been doing this for nearly thousands of years. To be honest, I gave up a lot for the sake of power!

Sometimes in my dreams at midnight, I often wonder if it is worth it for me to pay all these for the sake of power. Maybe I should have chosen to stay by his side and be a little woman.

Listening to Maria Hill's words, a drop of cold sweat ran down the forehead of the female secretary Aman. She wanted to get up and leave immediately. After all, even as a secretary, there were some things that she was not supposed to know.

Putting the coffee cup on the table, Maria Hill glanced at the somewhat flustered female secretary and said leisurely:

"Yes, I have a man. To be precise, I am just his lover. The reason why I can sit in this position is because of him. Do you want to know who he is?" Hill blinked playfully.

The female secretary shook her head vigorously and swallowed her saliva: "Why are you telling me this!"

Hill said sadly: "I have been holding it in for too long. I just want to find someone to talk to!"

"My man is the first president of the Tang Group, the current Emperor of Heaven, the one hanging on the wall of the Church, the one who slaughtered 300 million people of your Wadgit tribe and killed your great enemy who believed in God!"

"When did you know?" Amanda felt as if she had fallen into an icy cave. Her body seemed to be frozen and she could almost hear her teeth chattering.

"I knew it when you started working!" Maria Hill twirled the pen in her hand, admiring the expression of the person in front of her:

"I'm keeping you here just to find out who's behind you. Since you can pass the background check of the Galactic Federation, the people supporting you must be quite powerful!"

"It took me some time to dig you all out. Just three minutes ago, the gods who lost their territories and those advanced civilizations who supported you were all wiped out. Oh, and those bugs from the Galactic Federation were also dug out!"

"Impossible! You are lying to me! Those gods are so powerful, how could they be defeated so easily?"

Hill looked at her with pity: "Poor Miss Spy! Don't you know what you are facing?"

Exhaling heavily, Amanda said unwillingly, "Are you so sure you won?"

The female secretary reached behind her waist and pulled out a silver, streamlined pistol that was no more than ten centimeters long. She held the handle with both hands and pointed the muzzle at Hill's head.

"Mr. President, you should know what this is. I didn't lose!"

"Of course I know it. It's the Federation's latest model of nuclear kinetic compression laser gun. It can penetrate a three-centimeter-thick alloy plate with one shot. I approved this gun to be issued to you as a self-defense weapon. Are you sure you want to use it against me?" Hill said dimly.

The female secretary sneered: "If you hadn't said it yourself, I wouldn't have thought that your status was so high. If that's the case, I don't believe that I can't force the person behind the Tang Group to come out after kidnapping you!"

Buzz buzz—

At this moment, the personal light computer in front of Hill lit up, and a light screen lit up. Hill completely ignored the gun pointed at him:
"Mariko, why do you have time to look for me when you're not staying with him? He's fed you!"

On the other side of the light curtain, Yashida Mariko was wearing a silk nightgown and seemed to have just woken up. She said with some resentment, "He left, with that lady!"

Hill shrugged: "It's normal. You should know that a big shot like him would not deliberately stop for anyone. Where are you going next? Go back to the Heavenly Palace or stay in the Lake Island Manor for a while!"

"The Samsara Palace has discovered several new universes. Selina and I have made an appointment to go there for two days. I called you to ask if you have time!"

Hill shook his head: "You guys go ahead, I'm very busy here. There should be a big move in the Heavenly Palace. A lot of orders have been sent over! I need to keep an eye on it!"

Yashida Mariko shook her head and said in a sympathetic tone:
"In that case, let's go and have fun by ourselves. I really don't know what you are thinking. Aren't you tired of being president?"

"I'm used to this kind of life!" Hill shrugged.

"Hey, be respectful to me, you bastard. Be careful or I'll shoot you in the head!" The female secretary Amanda was almost driven crazy by the sight of Hill's nonchalant look.

"It seems like you have guests over there. Do you need my help?!" Mariko Yashida heard the noise coming from this side and asked curiously.

Hill smiled and said, "It's just an interesting little mouse. There's no need for our Queen to take action. I won't delay your journey!" After saying that, Hill hung up the light curtain.

Da Da! Looking at the female secretary holding a gun and pointing it at him, Hill tapped his fingers on the table in front of him, and a red light flashed by.
The female spy's hands were empty. By the time she reacted, the gun in her hand had disappeared without a trace.
Just as she was about to move, she suddenly found that she had lost control of her entire body. She became like a stone statue, stiff and unable to move!
Hill pressed the pager, and two bodyguards in black suits walked in skillfully and carried the female spy out.

"It's me. Arrange a secretary for me. Tell the factories below that the outer shells of those steel soldiers must be made exquisitely, especially the sound effects. Fo Guang, if anyone makes a mistake, he should apply to guard the reservoir on Ata Star!"

"Yes, Your Excellency, President!"

(Ata, a frontier planet of the Galactic Federation, 90% of the planet is desertified. There is only one pond in the barren desert. It is truly a deserted place. There has not been a single merchant ship in decades.)
"Good spring
Better to dream

The fragrance of grass in the dream

You carry your dreams with you

Blue sky, white clouds, green mountains and clear water
There is also a light breeze blowing the setting sun

Flowers bloom every year for a thousand years, good times every day
Coming to the human world once is also in a hurry. "After coming out of the Tiangong Palace, the Bodhisattva, the messenger of the altar, hummed a song all the way and rode the cloud straight up to the ninth heaven. He did not go to the Douniu Palace, but went straight to the Shanjian Palace to meet Emperor Shitian.

In the clouds there was a golden palace of jade, emitting millions of rays of light, sparkling and brilliant. From above there were celestial maidens coming and going, and blue phoenixes spreading their wings. It was none other than the Shanjian Palace, where Indra, the Great Emperor of the West, resided.

The Bodhisattva, the messenger of the altar, came in front of the Shanjian Palace, descended from the clouds, and walked all the way towards the palace. The celestial maidens, strong men, and Vajra that he met in groups of three or two on the way all saluted him, calling him "Bodhisattva" or "Marshal"!
Indra was enjoying the singing and dancing of a group of flying fairies when he heard the Bodhisattva, the Messenger of the Altar, asking to see him, and immediately summoned him to appear.

"Your Majesty, I have handed over three hundred grains of diamond sand to the Tiangong Palace!"

Indra ordered the immortal official Yu Altar Purifier Bodhisattva to give him a seat. The Altar Purifier Bodhisattva sat at the head of Indra's place, enjoying the singing and dancing of the flying fairies while discussing the handover matters with Indra.

"The two worlds are about to open up. These Dharma protectors will go to the battlefield then. I need you to keep an eye on them and don't waste the time!" Emperor Shi Tian said.

"Your Majesty, I went to the Tiangong Palace on purpose before coming here. Sixty to seventy percent of the Dharma Protectors have arrived. I have already handed over everything, and the three hundred billion Dharma Protectors will be in place soon. The war will not be delayed at all!" The Bodhisattva, the Messenger of the Altar, said hurriedly.

"Hmm!" Indra's eyes never left the flying fairies covered with gauze, their graceful dancing postures, their exposed white and soft waists, and their beautiful faces looming under the veils.

These flying celestials were all extremely beautiful women who were carefully selected by the Bodhisattva, the Purifier of the Altar, and the Lord of Wealth, and presented to Indra. They were all virgins of Yuanyin, dressed in light gauze, and were looming in the air. They sang and danced gracefully to the sound of stringed instruments.

Indra was leaning on the throne, tapping his fingers on it lightly in time with the sound of stringed instruments.

The Bodhisattva of the Purifier of the Altar drank a glass of wine, and seeing that Indra's attention was all on the flying gods, he rolled his eyes and said:
"Your Majesty, I have found another treasure in the Tiangong Palace."

"Oh? What treasure is it!" Indra finally withdrew his attention from the waists, long legs and jade feet of the flying celestials and looked at the Bodhisattva, the Purifier of the Altar.

The Bodhisattva of Purification of the Altar explained the plans for the Space Zen Temple of the Tiangong Temple one by one:

"I think it would be better to order a few and give it a try. Then we will place one in every foreign land we conquer, and the whole world will be enveloped in your majesty's Zen sound!"

"Oh!" Indra said that he already knew, but the Bodhisattva of the Purifier of the Altar didn't understand what he meant, so he rolled his eyes and said:
"Your Majesty is now the Emperor of Heaven, so you still need to maintain your dignity, but you cannot let others enjoy this exotic incense. I am willing to share your worries!"

"Good, very good!" Emperor Shitian glanced at the Bodhisattva of the Purifier of the Altar: "In that case, I'll trouble you, Marshal, to take care of this matter!"

The Bodhisattva of Purifying the Altar said again: "Only over there at Lingshan?!"

"It's okay. I will send a decree to Maitreya Buddha. In the face of a great war, everything is for the greater good of Buddhism. I think Brother Maitreya will understand this!"

Emperor Shi Tian instructed the Bodhisattva, the messenger of the altar, "After two days, take me to the Pure Land of Vasāra to meet the saint, and then you can go to Lingshan."

The Bodhisattva, the messenger of the altar, obeyed the Dharma order, paid his respects and left the main hall, but did not leave the Shanjian Palace. Instead, he came to the back hall of the Shanjian Palace to meet the Queen of Heaven.

The Bodhisattva, the Messenger of the Altar, had obviously been to Shanjian Palace more than once. He entered the back hall familiarly. The fairy at the door recognized him and hurried in to report.

The Bodhisattva of Purifying the Altar stayed in the back hall of Shanjian Palace for a cup of tea and then left in a hurry.

Not long after, the Queen Mother of Heaven went to the main hall of Shanjian Palace to meet Indra.

The melodious music of stringed instruments and zithers came to an abrupt end as the Queen Mother arrived. When Emperor Shitian saw the Queen Mother arrive, he waved away all the flying celestials. Seeing the smile on his own Queen Mother's face, he couldn't help but smile and said:

"My beloved concubine is so happy, it seems that the pig-head's filial piety this time has brought a lot of benefits!"

The queen of Indra is named Shezhi, who has some connection with the Tang and Song dynasties. Shezhi is the daughter of the great Asura demon king Marun, the sister of Yunyan, and the second princess among the 72 Asura princesses.

An Asura witch married Indra, the guardian of the heavens and the Buddha of Buddhism. It is impossible to say that there was no Buddhist calculation involved.

However, Shezhi and Indra became husband and wife and were quite loving.

"The Bodhisattva of the Purifier of the Altar distributed fifty grains of diamond sand this time, and gave me some rouge and powder, as well as some small items from outside the domain!"

Shezhi thought of the things that the Bodhisattva of the Altar Purifier had sent him, and a hint of happiness appeared on his face.

Emperor Shitian laughed and said, "That pig-head is quite sensible. It's worth it that I promoted him to lead these eight million heavenly soldiers!"

Shezhi was a little worried: "Your Majesty, is it inappropriate for us to dig into Lingshan's corner like this? If the two saints find out, I'm afraid..."

Emperor Shitian waved his sleeves and said, "My beloved concubine, don't worry. It doesn't matter if the two saints know about this. They owe me this. I have gone through thousands of disasters and accumulated the energy of an emperor. I have suffered so many disasters and hardships that even I can't remember them all!"

Thinking of this, a gloomy look appeared on Emperor Shitian's face. Can you imagine that the dignified Buddha's God, the guardian of the gods, just to accumulate disasters, reincarnated as a donkey, and a female donkey, was abused by those untouchables and had four miscarriages a year.
At the end of his life, he will show his holiness to teach these untouchables and convert them into monks.
He had gone through countless calamities like this over hundreds of millions of years, and all he endured was just to sit on the throne of the Heavenly Emperor of the Three Realms.

But in the end we told him that we had a better choice!

He had suffered so many tribulations, so he was sent away with the title of Six-Imperial Emperor!
How could Indra tolerate this? That's why he allowed the Bodhisattva, the Purifier of the Altar, to dig into Lingshan's territory. However, the pig-headed man was sensible and offered up his big head.

Thinking of the space Zen temple mentioned by the Bodhisattva of Purification of the Altar, a gleam of light flashed in Emperor Shitian's eyes. If he could use this to control all the incense from foreign lands,
"What is your majesty thinking about?" Shezhi came forward, put her soft arms around Emperor Shitian's neck, and asked in a tender voice.

Among the Blood Sea Shura clan, the uglier the Asura's face, the stronger he is. The opposite is true for the Rakshasa woman: the stronger she is, the more beautiful she is.

Shezhi is the princess of the Great Asura Demon King. She has mastered the supreme magic skills and is as powerful as an ordinary Bodhisattva. Her appearance is even more beautiful than any fairy. Even compared to Chang'e in the Moon Palace, she lacks a little cold temperament and is more charming.

He also practiced the Asura magic, exuding a very charming charm, even Bodhisattvas and Buddhas could not help but be attracted by it.

Emperor Shitian listened to the sweet, soft and tender voice in his ears, accompanied by a faint fragrance. He turned his head and saw a delicate face more beautiful than peach blossoms, eyes like crabapples reflecting spring, a very moving color. He couldn't help but get angry and couldn't care about anything else.

The Bodhisattva of the Purifier of the Altar left the Shanjian Palace and went to the military camp without stopping. He met Vaisravana, the Great Sage of Yellow Wind and others, and distributed the profits to them.

This time, Indra, the Great Emperor of the West, came to the throne and brought some men with him. He also selected those with high cultivation among the hundreds of millions of Buddhist soldiers in Lingshan to serve as heavenly soldiers.

These heavenly soldiers were prepared for the Western conquest of foreign lands, and each of them was a celestial being who had cultivated to the level of a golden arhat.

The one in charge of commanding them is the Bodhisattva of the Purifier of the Altar, who was once the Marshal of the Heavenly Peng and the God of Wealth.

One of them is indeed a professional match. Although the two of them suffered a defeat in Beiming Wuliangtian, when it comes to experience in leading troops in battle, no one in the entire Buddhist community can match them.

Furthermore, for some unspeakable reasons, the two of them were quite trusted by Indra.

It was the second day when the Bodhisattva of Purifying the Altar came out of the residence of Vaisravana. After a hangover, he shook himself up and was about to ride the cloud back to his own residence for a nap.

I had just traveled a short distance on the cloud when I saw a group of people heading towards the North Gate of Heaven.

The Bodhisattva, the messenger of the altar, took a closer look and recognized one of them. It was the Purple-eyed Peng King who was under the command of Emperor Bei Ming and now commanded the northern heavenly soldiers with Prince Kunyu.

The Purple-Eyed Peng King also saw the Bodhisattva of the Purifier of the Altar from afar. He spoke to a general beside him, and the two of them rode on a cloud over from afar.

"Marshal Tianpeng, long time no see!" King Purple-Eyed Peng greeted the Bodhisattva, the Messenger of the Altar, from afar.

Not long after the founding of the Heavenly Palace, the various Heavenly Emperors maintained only superficial harmony with each other because of the religious sects behind them.

However, because the Bodhisattva of the Purifier of the Altar was a generous person (after all, he had money), he made many friends in the Heavenly Palace. The Purple-Eyed Peng King had also attended the banquet hosted by the Bodhisattva of the Purifier of the Altar, so Tingyun greeted him just now.

If it were anyone else under the Western Emperor, it would be a matter of whether Purple-Eyed Peng King would pay any attention to him or not.

A middle-aged celestial general with a stern temperament, wearing a unicorn mask, five goose-feather swords stuck on his back, and a precious sword hanging on his waist, also saluted towards the Bodhisattva, the messenger of the altar.

"Meet Marshal Tianpeng!"

"You're welcome, you're welcome!" The Bodhisattva of the Purification of the Altar glanced at the thousand heavenly soldiers waiting on clouds in the distance and said with a smile, "Where are you two going on business?"

(End of this chapter)