Martial Arts Crossover: Infiltrating a Girls' Chat Group at the Start

The body's pain is measured in individual cells, and the pain experienced by each cell is precisely transmitted to the soul.

For practitioners, the process of cultivation is an ultimate enjoyment, not a way to suffer.

Lin Zhu's self-destructive cultivation methods have deviated from the traditional path of cultivation.

After a long while, Patriarch Bodhi finally said, "This child is terrifyingly powerful."

The Old Man of the Moon nodded in agreement, clearly agreeing with Bodhi Patriarch's point of view, and then said, "Fellow Daoist Houtu has really struck gold."

Bodhi disagreed, saying, "That's hard to say."

The two continued watching.

Lin Zhu was indeed enduring what ordinary people could not. Every time he refined a wisp of Bifeng, it was like swallowing a handful of embroidery needles. His whole body ached, and he felt like a roast duck being sliced ​​into pieces thinner than cicada wings.

The yin fire is the flame that roasts him, and his body begins to cook thoroughly from the inside out.

The weak water seeps into the body during the roasting process, causing burning pain, sourness, and swelling.

It was indeed painful, but as long as he thought that he would gain even greater power by refining these three calamities into the Undying Calamity Pattern, he immediately felt that it was all worthwhile.

Although the pain was excruciating, and life was worse than death.

But he knew he wouldn't die, so he wasn't afraid.

With the protection of merit and the repair of the body by the Divine Thunder of Creation and the Phoenix Flame of Nirvana, what is this little pain?

The Old Man of the Moon and the Bodhi Patriarch stared at the mirror in silence.

A day passed in the blink of an eye. With his powerful divine will, Lin Zhu absorbed all the Yin Fire and condensed it into an indestructible tribulation pattern on his right arm.

The Yin Fire Calamity Pattern was a dark blue-black color, resembling a soaring serpent, burning fiercely and constantly tempering his body.

The subdued Yin Fire could no longer harm Lin Zhu; instead, it would automatically absorb innate spiritual energy and innate evil energy to temper Lin Zhu's body.

On the Bridge of Helplessness, Meng Po watched this scene and nodded with great satisfaction.

He truly deserves the title of the person I've chosen. Not only is he handsome, but his willpower is also incredibly strong, no less than that of Gonggong and Chiyou.

It should be noted that Chi You was the master of the Dao of War, and he forged his own weapon. Not only did he possess the combat power of a Dao master, but he could also transform into a divine weapon of the level of a supreme innate treasure, unleashing two hundred percent of its power.

After refining the Yin Fire into the Undying Calamity Pattern, Lin Zhu was completely unharmed.

The following Bifeng and Ruoshui were subsequently refined by it.

Among them, the Undying Calamity Pattern and the Wind Pattern on the left leg represent a storm.

The Undying Calamity Pattern - Thunder Dragon Pattern is on the right leg, with the lightning light fading away.

The Undying Calamity Pattern - Weak Water is tattooed on the left arm, depicting a divine Kun that seems capable of devouring everything.

The four indestructible tribulation patterns are not fixed; they will constantly move around Lin Zhu's body to temper his physique.

At this moment, Lin Zhu's body began to be officially repaired.

At the same time, the tense mind and soul also got a rest and fell into a deep sleep.

The boundless spiritual energy within the body circulates, accelerating the absorption of innate spiritual energy.

Within their dantian, the Soul-Suppressing and Evil-Releasing Seal and the Demon-Slaying and Evil-Exterminating Sword also breathed a sigh of relief.

If Lin Zhu fails to cross the river, they will not die, but they will definitely drop a rank.

Now everything is finally alright.

It then continued to absorb and release boundless spiritual energy, making it even purer.

As a result, Lin Zhu's body repaired much faster.

Only then did Meng Po and Yue Lao shift their attention.

In the chat group, Lin Zhu's avatar no longer flickered but became more stable.

Big Sister: Okay, Xiao Zhu is alright now, everyone can rest assured.

Zhao Min: Who cares about him? He's a menace. Good people don't get their lives taken, but villains live on for a thousand years; that's why he won't die so easily.

Huang Rong: Minmin, if you can't speak properly, then shut up.

Xiao Bai: How about I ascend up and take a look?

Wu Xingyun: No, Xiao Zhuzi is already a true immortal. If you ascend to heaven, you'll still need him to take care of you. Wouldn't that just cause trouble?

Bai Qian: Yunmei is right. If you ascend to immortality, you can come to Qingqiu. By the way, don't go to Tushan; that's the territory of the Red Fox.

Xiao Bai: Okay, I understand. I won't ascend to immortality that quickly.

Not to mention that the bamboo forest is recovering.

Let's talk about the Marriage Palace.

As the image in the mirror disappeared, Patriarch Bodhi grew to value Lin Zhu more and more in his heart.

He asked the Old Man of the Moon, "Did this young friend's thunder magic come from the Goddess?"

The Old Man of the Moon shook his head, "It was not what I told you, but rather a matter of fate. Otherwise, I would not have said before that he was destined to be with Nuwa Palace."

Chapter 733 Deformed Fruits and Cracked Dates

If that's all there is to it, then the connection is shallow.

Bodhi Patriarch sighed inwardly, realizing that his plans regarding Lin Zhu needed further consideration.

Then, changing the subject, he said, "Fellow Daoist, that person from Flower Fruit Mountain has a deep connection with the Empress. I wonder if it's a major matter that could be handled by our Western side? Our Western side is in trouble; our talents are dwindling. Currently, only my senior brother and I are protecting it, and I'm afraid there might be some oversights."

The Matchmaker knew that Bodhi Patriarch was negotiating with her.

However, the defenses in the West are indeed somewhat lacking. After thinking for a moment, he nodded, "It's not impossible. However, you'll still have to pay a price with the Heavenly Court and the Three Pure Ones."

When Bodhi Patriarch heard this, he was overjoyed.

He had prepared his explanation for being rejected by the God of Love, but it turned out to be so easy.

"Thank you, Fellow Daoist Yue Lao. My senior brother and I will definitely satisfy the Heavenly Court and the Three Pure Ones."

The Old Man of the Moon nodded. "If there's nothing else, you may leave, fellow Daoist. Remember, that little monkey still has this old woman behind him, so don't go too far."

Bodhi Patriarch solemnly said, "Fellow Daoist, please rest assured, and Your Majesty, Wukong will be the last disciple of this old man and myself."

"That's good then." The Old Man of the Moon nodded and watched Bodhi Patriarch leave.

Then, a flash of red light appeared in his hand, and he vanished into the void, arriving at Mount Hua in the Southern Continent.

At the Temple of the Holy Mother of Mount Hua, the void rippled, and the Third Holy Mother Yang Chan emerged from the void, bowing to the sky, "Disciple Yang Chan pays respects to the Holy Mother!"

The red light tied to Yang Chan's wrist. The Old Man of the Moon transmitted his voice, but it was Nuwa's voice: "There is a small island in Dongsheng Shenzhou called Tianxian Island. A blessed land has recently appeared on this island, where you will find your destiny. Go and take a look."

Yang Chan was slightly pleased to hear that she had a chance. She had been stuck at the Golden Immortal Perfection stage for a long time, and now she was just missing an opportunity.

Thinking that since it was the Empress's guidance, the opportunity for his breakthrough must have arrived, he bowed again and said, "Thank you for your guidance, Your Majesty."

"Yes! Go. The red thread in your hand will guide you."

"Red, red thread?" Yang Chan was stunned, looking at her right wrist, where a red thread was indeed tied.

"Your Majesty, this...?"

The Old Man of the Moon laughed and said, "You'll know when the time comes. As for whether to keep or remove the red thread, that's up to you. I'm off now."

"Your Majesty, I understand. I respectfully see you off."

After a while, Yang Chan got up and looked at the red thread on her wrist, a sense of curiosity arose in her heart.

Who exactly is this person that deserves to be personally introduced by our own empress?

She was eager to know who it was.

The distance from Mount Hua to Dongsheng Shenzhou is very far.

But if it's transiting through the Heavenly Court, then it will be very fast.

As the goddess of Mount Hua and the niece of the Jade Emperor, she naturally had the right to ascend to heaven at any time.

With a thought, he transformed into light on the spot and arrived at the South Heavenly Gate.

Outside the South Heavenly Gate, when the Heavenly King of Growth, Mo Liqing, saw Yang Chan, he wasn't as rude as he had been to Yang Jian. He simply asked, as was his customary question, "Third Holy Mother, why have you gone to Heaven?"

Yang Chan bowed to Mo Liqing and said, "Greetings, Heavenly King Zengzhang. I am on the orders of Her Majesty to travel to Tianxian Island in Dongsheng Shenzhou. I need to pass through the Heavenly Court. Please grant me this favor, Heavenly King."

"Your Majesty, which Your Majesty?" Mo Liqing didn't react for a moment.

Yang Chan smiled but remained silent.

Now he knew it was the Goddess Nuwa, so he dared not be negligent and hurriedly said respectfully, "Please, Third Holy Mother!"

Their massive bodies bowed, showing no disrespect whatsoever.

Yang Chan returned the greeting, saying, "Thank you for your trouble, Your Majesty."

Watching Yang Chan leave, Mo Liqing breathed a huge sigh of relief, thankful that he hadn't offended her.

After entering the South Heavenly Gate, Yang Chan headed east.

The Eastern Continent of Divine Victory is located to the east of the Heavenly Court; one must pass through the Eastern Heavenly Gate.

However, she decided to go to Guanjiangkou to see her second brother first. She hadn't seen him for a long time and didn't know if his relationship with his sister-in-law was still stable.

A demigod, a half-human, and a dragon getting married, without having children yet—it all seems incredibly unlikely.

As the younger sister and sister-in-law, I've been worrying myself sick.

While walking on the road, a flash of light suddenly appeared ahead.

"Halt! Who dares to trespass into the Heavenly Court? Leave your toll!"

A short figure carrying a gun blocked Yang Chan's path.

Upon seeing the newcomer, Yang Chan glared at him irritably. "Nezha, are you itching for a beating again? Do you want me to use the Lotus Lantern to cure you?"

"Hehehe, Third Sister, don't be angry! Nezha was just joking with you." When not in battle, Nezha was only up to Yang Chan's waist, and looked about six or seven years old.

He has dark circles under his eyes all year round, his teeth are big and sparse, and when he smiles, his mouth can stretch all the way to his ears. He's kind of ugly-cute.

With the fire-tipped spear slung over his right shoulder and his left hand tucked into his pocketless trousers, he looked rather nonchalant.

"You!" Yang Chan bent down and tapped Nezha's forehead. "You've been a god for millions of years, and you still look like this."