Become invincible from the world that covers the sky

Chapter 2: The first group member (victim), remember to delete the brackets
"Zhang Sanfeng joins the chat group!"

"A new cute guy has joined us? Bold photos!"

“Remember to hand in the red envelope for joining the group!”

"It's rare for new people to join, welcome!"

On Wudang Mountain, Zhang Sanfeng, who showed his immortal style and spirit, stood on the cliff and was a little confused listening to the continuous message notifications in his mind.

Pure Yang Wuji Kung operates, raising one's six senses to the limit.

Even the sound of falling leaves could be heard clearly within a radius of several hundred meters, but still no one was found.

"Thousands of miles transmission?"

"When did such a tyrannical figure appear in the world?"

After carefully searching around for several times, it still didn't happen. Zhang Sanfeng raised his eyebrows slightly. Not only did he not feel depressed, but he was a little excited.

"Could it be that I haven't been walking around the world in recent years, and there have been some powerful people in the world?"

After thinking about the six major factions in Jianghu, Zhang Sanfeng shook his head again.

When he was traveling around the world, the six major sects had been fighting each other since childhood. He basically beat everyone who could be beaten, and killed those with bad personalities and evil deeds.

It's not that he's bragging, it's true that he feels that none of the six major sects can beat them.

Among the six major sects, except for the Emei sect, there is no one he has not defeated.

As for why not fight against the Emei faction?

It can only be said that the Emei Sect was founded by the white moonlight in his heart.

"White-browed Eagle King? Golden-haired Lion King? Purple-shirted Dragon King? Or Green-winged Bat King?"

After thinking about it, maybe there are some masters among the Ming Cult that has risen in recent years.

While I was thinking, the voice in my mind sounded again.

"Why are you new to diving? Come out quickly. It's rare to see a newbie. Let's interact with each other for a while."

"Newcomer? What do you mean, fellow Taoist?"

Just as this idea came to Zhang Sanfeng's mind, he found that the message dinged in his mind again.

He just wanted to communicate with the other party, but before he could find the person, the thought came out and these words came out of his mind.

"If you think about it carefully, the corresponding rules are already in your mind."

Zhang Sanfeng thought for a moment and suddenly felt a large amount of information pouring into his mind.

"Basic Rules of the Ten Thousand Realms Chat Group"

The Wanjie chat group communicates with Wanjie and can bring people from all over the world into the group...

All heavens and worlds, gods, Buddhas, immortals and demons, communication methods that connect the world...

Zhang Sanfeng was suddenly shocked and no longer as calm as before.

"Is it possible that the senior is a man among the gods? Are there really gods in the world?"

He has been practicing Taoism all his life. He has gained a lot of experience during his travels. He has heard all kinds of legends about immortals and gods, but he has never seen them with his own eyes.

Nowadays, the Wanjie chat group is like a god transmitting sounds from thousands of miles away, which makes him extremely shocked.

Such a character is even able to transmit information directly into his mind. , let him understand the rules of the chat group in the world.

For a moment, his mind was shaken, and he had no faith in the chat group of all realms.

There are only a handful of people in the world who can transmit information to him thousands of miles without being noticed by him, let alone pouring information into his mind.

If there is such an ability, if it is used to teach disciples, it can directly let the disciples understand what he is thinking, wouldn't it mean that a large group of top masters in the world will be produced?
"Really a fairy?"

Thinking of this, the heart that had been quiet for many years suddenly became excited again.

Zhang Sanfeng could even feel his heart beating fiercely in his chest, and he was even afraid that it was all an illusion.

His martial arts cultivation has reached the ultimate limit of heaven and earth, and there is no way forward.

Now a further opportunity seemed to be right in front of him.

In his mind, the clear message reminder still sounded unhurriedly, clearly telling him that all this was not an illusion.

"I'm not a god, I'm just a newbie, an ordinary social beast on earth!"

"The Immortal is joking. Just the ability to communicate with me across the world through the sound transmission from thousands of miles away puts the old Taoist to shame."

Although he didn't understand many words, it didn't stop Zhang Sanfeng from bragging to his opponent.

Immortals behave in weird ways and speak strange words, which is the demeanor of immortals and is reasonable.

As for the immortal's self-effacement, he didn't dare to take it seriously.

"I'm really an ordinary person. You can check the level setting yourself. It's in the group announcement."

The trumpet played by Henry Zhang is a very serious science popularization. The trumpet is used to show off, but the trumpet is not.

If the trumpet also pretends to be awesome all day long, where will the practice skills come from, where will the red envelopes come from, and where will the panacea come from?
This all depends on the trumpet to humbly educate others and deceive the newbies, and those who pretend to be cool have to be big.

Therefore, Henry Zhang did not feel that his popular science was a little out of place, but introduced it to Zhang Sanfeng very seriously.

After all, if you want to take something, you must first give it.

"The group leader divides the world's cultivation levels into eleven levels. Those who can transcend the multiverse are called the eleventh level, and those who control the multiverse are called the tenth level..."

"The immortal who is immune to the birth and death of the world is called the eighth level..."

"Is there really such a person in the world?"

Zhang Sanfeng was shocked and looked at the concept in front of him.

Most of them were complicated and vague, and he couldn't understand them, but the concepts were written in concrete and detailed terms.

Even the specific number of worlds to be destroyed and the specific stage to be reached are clearly divided, so he does not think that there will be such a powerful person in the world, but he also feels that he may be too insignificant, sitting in a well and looking at the sky.

After all, the entire set of levels is logically consistent and self-contained.

"Perhaps the gods in mythology can reach this level..." Zhang Sanfeng sighed in his heart, and then quickly looked at his level.

"Second-level martial arts practitioner, Zhang Sanfeng."

Zhang Sanfeng read out in a low voice, looking at the label hanging on his head, slightly lost in thought.

Then I went to read the introduction about the second level.

"Those who have extraordinary qualities such as inner strength, true energy, and true essence, and possess extraordinary strength within them, can open the bridge between heaven and earth, and can use the power of heaven and earth to a small extent..."

"Uh……"

Although he had thought that his strength might not be very strong, Zhang Sanfeng never expected that it would be this bad.

Only slightly better than the lowest level.

Out of curiosity, he also took a look at the first level.

"Ordinary people who are strong and healthy may have some extraordinary factors such as true energy and internal strength, but they can be defeated by up to a hundred people..."

The corner of Zhang Sanfeng's mouth twitched, and the mentality he had formed over the years was a bit explosive.

In the Wanjie chat group, his evaluation is just a little bit better than ordinary mortals?

He is as famous as a martial arts myth in the martial arts world, but I didn't expect his evaluation to be so low.

Then he took a closer look at the group. The leader of the group was at the twelfth level, which was indescribable, unspeakable, and indescribable.

Then the three administrators are level [-], level [-], and level [-] respectively.

Seeing this made Zhang Sanfeng feel a little numb.

But at the same time, there was a desire in his heart. For a person like him whose martial arts had reached its limit, once he saw the future of martial arts again, he had a lot of hope.

It should be noted that back then, he was just an unknown novice monk in the Shaolin Temple. If there was a grade evaluation in the martial arts world, he might be considered to be inferior.

And it didn't take long for him to go from being a third-rate, second-rate, first-rate, and even the top of the world. He reached middle age.

Now seeing a broader world, Zhang Sanfeng feels that he may still have a chance to spend some time climbing to the top.

"It's a good thing to have a way forward. There's no saying that I will be able to reach the tenth or eleventh level in the future."

At this moment, Zhang Sanfeng still didn't know what the tenth and eleventh levels meant. He felt the joy of discovering the way forward and had great confidence in his heart.

Then he saw the one who had been talking to him, calling himself Mengxin when explaining.

First level·Xuan Zhang.

"No wonder he said he is not a senior or an immortal."

Zhang Sanfeng had a moment of enlightenment in his heart.

It just so happened that Henry Zhang spoke at this time.

Henry Zhang: Now you understand, I've said it a long time ago, I'm really new, I was just lucky enough to get in before you for a while. In terms of strength, I'm worse than you.

Zhang Sanfeng: As the old saying goes, those who achieve first come first. How can one judge the level of one based on one's strength?

Even though he knew that the opponent's strength and realm might not be as good as his own, Zhang Sanfeng did not dare to neglect him.

After all, the other party is more advanced than him in this Ten Thousand Realms chat group. He knows a lot and can be regarded as a senior. After all, he is a master.

Henry Zhang: We almost understand. Let’s give out red envelopes to the newcomers first. I’ve been talking to you for a long time and I’m tired.

Zhang Sanfeng: Red...bao?

Zhang Sanfeng, who was standing on the mountain peak, was a little confused, but he quickly understood what the other party meant.

Henry Zhang: Your martial arts secrets, miraculous elixirs, heavenly materials and earthly treasures, etc., can be given out as long as you think about it. Let’s give out a red envelope for newcomers first. It doesn’t need to be too expensive, just something simple will do.

Although Zhang Sanfeng is almost a centenarian, he accepts these things very quickly. As soon as he has an idea, he immediately finds the red envelope button in the chat group.

After thinking about it for a while, I said that this method is a bit strange. It seems a bit strange to ask for a gift just after meeting.

After thinking about it for a while, he conceived it in his mind and chose Wudang Internal Kung Fu.

Ding dong, the red envelope you sent has been received.

On the other side of the area, Henry Zhang looked at the basic Wudang internal skills that appeared in his mind, and felt a burst of joy in his heart.

As expected, he spent so much time talking, and now it's time to reap the rewards.

However, I felt the traditional Chinese characters in my mind, and his expression became strange again. He did not understand these complicated ancient characters.

Not to mention that the basics of Wudang are written in ancient Chinese, and the meanings written are very weird and difficult to understand. There are many professional terms that non-wulin people cannot understand.

Even people majoring in ancient literature may not be able to understand it, but Henry Zhang soon became happy again.

As his thoughts turned, Wudang Neigong was suddenly transformed into easy-to-understand vernacular, with relevant professional annotations, and even a meridian map appeared in his mind. It was simply a fool-like teaching.

The Wanjie chat group automatically translated for him.

"This ability is quite good. It deserves to be the chat group of all worlds."

Henry Zhang was overjoyed.

Henry Zhang: Thank you, boss!The boss lives a long life!

Zhang Sanfeng: I am approaching my [-]th birthday. . .

Henry Zhang: The boss has become an immortal and a saint, and the boss has a smooth journey in cultivation.

Zhang Sanfeng: This... thank you fellow Taoist for your blessing.

Zhang Sanfeng was somewhat incomprehensible. He had just developed a basic Wudang internal skill that everyone in the Wudang sect could practice, so why would he use such exaggerated terms?

It can only be said that different people in different eras have very different ways of thinking and behaving.

Such modern exaggerated terms and daily blessings are still a bit exaggerated and unacceptable for a centenarian who lived in the Ming Dynasty.

But Henry Zhang felt that Zhang Sanfeng would accept it soon, after all, the chat group was dominated by him.

(End of this chapter)