Crossover anime/manga, immediately transmigrated after death

After a long pause, Fu Hua finally said, "All living things will die."

Zhang Yang clicked his tongue: "The problem now is, this thing is coming down on us, what do we do?"

Fu Hua was silent for a moment, then slowly spoke: "Inch Punch - Thunderbolt - Do you know the essence of this move?"

"It's not a move that involves projecting one's aura outwards."

Fu Hua nodded. "The essence of Inch Punch Thunder is to instantly unleash one's own momentum and true energy, forming a domain skill similar to the external release of battle aura. If I add my Kite Fire, it can completely evaporate the death mist."

"Then use it quickly."

"I can not do it."

Zhang Yang: "..."

Fu Hua's tone was calm: "My sword heart is shattered. That sword strike back then caused irreversible damage to my brain."

"To release enough fire to cover this scale, we need to use the power of Honkai Beast Factors to artificially cause a collapse."

"However, the artificial collapse conflicts with Kenshin's command of 'those who fall into demonic possession must be killed.' In the past, one could use the complete Kenshin to suppress it and forcibly control it."

"But now, if I were to deliberately cause a collapse, my sword spirit would attack itself."

"I will die in about three minutes. This is a move that can only be used once."

Zhang Yang: "..."

That's not surprising, that's not surprising at all.

No wonder the original plot said that the immortal lost most of his power in the battle at Tianqiong Peak; it turns out it was caused by the conflict between the left and right hemispheres of his brain.

Zhang Yang scratched his head: "Do you want me to go? My powers can only ignite what I touch."

Fu Hua looked up at him and said, "Don't you know the Inch Heart Fist? Just use your fire energy to release it outwards, form a domain, and evaporate the death mist."

"Haha~" Zhang Yang laughed: "I can't."

Fu Hua: "..."

Zhang Yang shrugged: "My fighting style is basically instinctive, and my martial arts progress has all evolved in battle. As for my talent in dance... you wouldn't expect someone who has been learning martial arts for less than three months to use such advanced skills, would you?"

Fu Hua was speechless. After a moment's thought, she suggested, "Yu Duchen can manipulate brain signals. I will directly write the information and memories into your brain. This way, you won't need to comprehend it yourself; you just need to make sure your body can keep up."

Zhang Yang nodded: "Okay, let's go."

Fu Hua flicked her wrist, and a crimson feather quietly landed on Zhang Yang's brow.

wow——

When the feather touched Zhang Yang, it vanished like a bubble.

Zhang Yang: "..."

Fu Hua: "..."

The two of them fell silent for a moment.

Zhang Yang remembered something: "I seem to be immune to mental interference."

Fu Hua looked at him with a somewhat subtle gaze: "You're immune?"

“That’s right.” Zhang Yang shrugged helplessly. “Any supernatural power from the outside, anything that hasn’t reached the level of the gods, can’t have any effect on me. Time interference, space interference, fate interference… all of them are ineffective.”

Fu Hua frowned slightly: "You mean my Feather of Dust was also ineffective for you..."

“The same logic applies.” Zhang Yang looked at Fu Hua’s lips with a puzzled expression. “Although I don’t know the criteria for determining mystical resistance, or if it’s simply a matter of high magic resistance, it did indeed render your mental interference ineffective.”

Fu Hua: "..."

This is indeed a problem...

Ok?

Why is he looking at my mouth?

Chapter 72 They might have already kissed.

The mountain path became increasingly remote.

Li Sushang didn't know where she was.

The surrounding trees grew denser and the light grew dimmer. The path underfoot changed from bluestone slabs to gravel, then from gravel to mud, and finally the path disappeared altogether.

Under the great formation, space was in chaos.

"Master, another spatial vortex has appeared here."

Cheng Ling Shuang followed behind her and peeked inside: "Let's go in and take a look."

Li Sushang braced herself and went inside.

call out!

After stepping through the spatial vortex, they arrived at a cave.

The cave ceiling is about ten meters high, with stalactites hanging down from above, glistening with a moist luster in the dim light.

At the deepest point, there is a pool of water, the surface of which is as calm as a mirror.

Two stone statues stand beside the pool.

Li Sushang walked closer and saw the appearance of the two stone statues clearly.

On the left is a woman, pretty with a sly smile on her lips, holding a scroll of bamboo slips in her hands.

On the right is also a woman, with a gentle temperament and dignified demeanor, holding a pen in her hand.

Both stone statues are incredibly lifelike, with even the folds of their clothing clearly depicted.

"Who is this?" Li Sushang walked around the stone statue. "How come I've never seen this before?"

Cheng Ling Shuang stood in front of the stone statue, looked at it for a while, and then revealed a rare serious expression: "Dan Zhu and Cang Xuan."

"It sounds familiar."

“Gods in mythology,” Cheng Ling Shuang said. “This is the god who knows all things, and this is the god who creates all things. They often appear in the form of a human body with a snake tail.”

Li Sushang paused for a moment: "I remember now, I seem to recall that they also had a legend about giving the Yellow Emperor the Xuanyuan Sword, and there was also a saying that they taught the people of China civilization, but isn't that a myth?"

"Who knows? At least the legend of Master is true."

Li Sushang looked at the two stone statues again and suddenly felt a little dazed.

Right next to the stone statue, by the pool, stood a strange instrument.

It is shaped like a bronze mirror, but the mirror surface is not made of metal. Instead, it is a semi-transparent crystal covered with dense patterns.

Li Sushang reached out and touched the bronze mirror.

"what is this?"

"do not know."

"Should we try channeling our inner energy into it?"

Cheng Ling Shuang glanced at her: "You can give it a try."

Li Sushang placed her palm on the surface of the crystal and slowly injected her true energy.

hum-

The patterns on the crystal surface lit up.

A soft beam of light shone from the mirror and was projected onto the opposite rock wall.

Then, the screen appeared.

It was a scene she had never seen before.

Nestled amidst green hills and clear waters, three people are sitting around a stone table in a bamboo pavilion.

One of them is Fu Hua.

The other two figures resembled the two stone statues by the pool.

Danzhu was lying on the stone table, pouting with dissatisfaction: "Isn't this a bit too general?"

Fu Hua looked at her: "Danzhu, what are you doing?"

"Ahhh, don't interrupt my train of thought!" Danzhu exclaimed, holding the scroll. "Can't you tell that I'm creating a myth?"

"First published on 705u.com - Book Club"

"According to my investigation, the people of this civilization seem to believe that they were created by some special being."

Fu Hua's tone was calm: "This is normal. They haven't formed a concept of history yet, and their thinking about the origin of all things is limited to their own imagination. It's reasonable for them to come to such a conclusion."

"Therefore, they easily believe mysterious stories and like to spread them to others." Danzhu waved his hand excitedly. "And I intend to use mythology to spread knowledge of pre-civilizations, of course, by spreading the method of beautiful girl statues!"

Fu Hua paused for a moment: "A figurine?"

"They're not figurines, they're all part of Project Fire!" Danzhu jumped up from the stone table. "Look, I've already written a first draft of a myth, from Chi Yuan's birth to her glorious deeds, everything is arranged clearly! There are also matching statue and portrait designs!"

As he spoke, he pulled out clay figurines from under the table.

Fu Hua glanced at it: "...What is this?"

"This is your mythological form—Red Kite!"

"Why are your breasts so big?"

"It's artistic embellishment!" Danzhu said matter-of-factly. "Think about it, what kind of gods do ordinary people like? Of course, they like kind-faced, plump, and dignified ones! This... I'm embarrassed to say, it looks like a door panel, who would feel any affinity towards it?"

Fu Hua: "..."

Cang Xuan, who was sitting to the side, said, "Dan Zhu, stop fooling around."

"I'm not kidding! I'm serious!" Danzhu said. "I've already written down all the myths and legends to ensure that primitive humans, who are still in a state of ignorance, can quickly understand the phenomena of the world..."

The image paused here for a moment, then slowly faded away.

The rock face has been restored to its original state.

Li Sushang and Cheng Lingshuang stood by the pool for a long time without speaking.

"...So, the legend of Grandmaster was fabricated?" Li Sushang's voice was somewhat uncertain. "The Crimson Phoenix, it turns out, is the same person as the Crimson Phoenix Immortal. I thought it was just a title..."

"Danzhu and Cangxuan wrote myths to help people understand the laws of the world," Cheng Ling Shuang said. "However, the master is indeed that master, but his image has been modified, such as his chest."

Li Sushang: "...Master, could you please not be so blunt?"

"I am stating the facts."

Li Sushang couldn't argue with her, so she had to shut up.

She stood there for a while, recalling Fu Hua's reaction in the scene just now.

It seems that my master never refuses anyone.

“Master,” Li Sushang suddenly spoke up, “Do you think Grandmaster… she never thinks of herself?”

Cheng Ling Shuang pondered for a moment before saying, "Her world revolves around responsibility. Protecting the land, slaying demons, training disciples... everything she does is for others."

"And what about herself?"

"She probably hadn't thought about that."

Li Sushang remained silent for a while, unsure of what to say.

Immortals live forever.

Everyone had this idea, and they had all heard the legend of the Red Kite Immortal protecting the Divine Land, but Li Sushang never felt it was real, or rather, most people thought that immortals lived for several hundred years, and that living for eight hundred years like Peng Zu was already pretty much enough.

but……

What does it mean that the True Man of the Red Kite is the Red Kite from the myths?

Cheng Ling Shuang suddenly spoke again: "However, she is lucky now."

"How to say?"

"Because she met someone she could rely on."

Li Sushang was stunned for a moment, then realized who she was talking about.

You mean Zhang Yang?

Cheng Ling Shuang's gaze fell on the pool, her voice calm: "My husband is different from her. When my husband does things, he never thinks about 'should' first, but only about 'whether he wants to' or not."