Super God: I, who cultivates immortality every day, join the chat group

"This person must be a lackey of the Heavenly Court. I came to the mortal world privately, so it is better not to provoke him."

Fairy Zixia was floating in a river full of reeds, and she happened to see Zhizunbao who had just traveled from five hundred years later. It was their first meeting, and both of them had a hundred thoughts in their minds.

As for Zhizunbao, he was very amazed by the beauty of Fairy Zixia, but when he thought of Bai Jingjing and Shisan Niang, he remained true to himself.

But when Fairy Zixia's boat floated past and ignored him, Zhizunbao lost his composure. After all, he was also soaking in the water, so he asked if he could lend a hand. As a fairy, shouldn't he be kind-hearted?

Zhizunbao couldn't help it and said quickly:
"Girl, I'm soaking in the water. Can you lend me a hand and borrow my boat?"

Fairy Zixia saw this and knew that this matter was not as simple as she thought. She used the oars to stop the boat and looked back and said:
"Who are you!"

"My name is Zhizunbao, known in the martial arts world as the Jade-faced Little White Dragon who is popular among thousands of girls." Zhizunbao replied.

"Jade-faced little flying dragon, haha!" Fairy Zixia sneered.

"What are you laughing at? I'm still in the water." said Zhizunbao.

Fairy Zixia was kind-hearted. She shook the bell on her wrist, and a touch of purple magic power lifted her up and landed her steadily on the boat.

Before Zhizunbao could stand firmly, Zixia's scabbard was against his neck.

Fairy Zixia looked cold and said:
"Tell me, whose lackey are you in heaven? If you dare to lie to me, I will dig out your eyeballs and feed them to the dogs."

Zhizunbao was not afraid, but was a little puzzled, and asked:
"Lady, what do you mean by Heaven's lackey? Can you explain it more clearly? Also, do I look like a dog?"

"Resemble." said Fairy Zixia.

“…”Supreme Treasure.

"Aren't you a running dog of Heaven?"

Zixia seemed to find that Zhizunbao was different from what she had guessed.

"Really not." Zhizunbao said seriously.

"Okay, then you call the Jade Emperor a bastard and Tathagata a big-eared thief." Zixia said.

If they were people from heaven, they would certainly not dare to be disrespectful to the Jade Emperor, after all, there are gods above us.

If you are a Buddhist, you would not dare to slander the Buddha, otherwise you might be thrown into the frying pan.

Zhizunbao said loudly without any hesitation:
"The Jade Emperor is a bastard, and Tathagata is a big-eared thief. They are both shameless, unscrupulous and treacherous. The Jade Emperor and Tathagata are irreconcilable..."

Zhizunbao cursed at Zixia for several minutes, which made her dumbfounded.

"No? Do you have a grudge against the Jade Emperor and Tathagata? Why are you cursing so harshly?" Zixia said, looking at Zhizunbao in a much more favorable light.

"Well, of course there is a grudge. People say that fate is predestined. I, Zhizunbao, was born into a wealthy family with a happy family. I was supposed to be a rich young man, but I didn't expect that after just a few years, my family would fall into poverty and my parents even died of illness... Do you think this is the fault of these gods? Aren't they just playing a joke on me?" Zhizunbao said.

"The world is unpredictable, and even gods and immortals may not be able to take care of every living being."

After hearing this, Zixia did not agree with Zhizunbao.

She was originally the incarnation of the wick of the oil lamp in front of the Buddha at Lingshan. She had been in front of the Buddha for many years and could hear the wishes of many people in the mortal world. However, the Buddha had so many Arhats and Bodhisattvas that he did not care and had no time at all.

It would be better to spend that time practicing more and improving your Taoism.

Life and death are all left to fate. Mortals are actually not worth mentioning in the eyes of immortals and Buddhas.

Of course, as the wick, Fairy Zixia couldn't care less, and it was not her turn to criticize the actions of the big shots.

"Things change all the time..." Zhizunbao didn't say anything.

If others could accept the impermanence of the world, they could accept it, but he was the reincarnation of Sun Wukong, and his fate was already written. Most of the things that happened to him when he was a child were caused by people in heaven or Buddhism, who called it "jade cannot be made into a useful object without being polished." Only by experiencing hardships can one keep an innocent heart, and only after experiencing sweetness after bitterness can one understand the true meaning of the world, and then he can continue his journey to the West to obtain the scriptures.

After being exposed to the chat group for so long, Zhizunbao has become immune to those remarks.

The two did not discuss this issue any further. Fairy Zixia softened her attitude when she knew that Zhizunbao was not from heaven, but she did not talk much to Zhizunbao. She just floated on the boat.

Zhizunbao couldn't stay idle, so he took the initiative to ask:
"Lady, you are not a mortal."

After hearing this, Fairy Zixia said:
“How come you see?”

Zhizunbao chuckled, habitually showing a flattering look, and said:
"The heroine is extremely beautiful and has an extraordinary temperament. How can an ordinary woman be like her? And what she did just now was obviously a magic spell. How could I not see it?"

Being praised like this, Zixia was very proud and said:
“You have good eyesight, yes, this female knight is a fairy from heaven.

However, you, a mortal, please don’t like this fairy.”

"Why?" Zhizunbao asked subconsciously.

"The man this fairy loves must be a peerless hero. You are far from being good enough. Besides, you are just a mortal, and a mortal's life span is only a few decades." Zixia said.

"I can also be a hero." Zhizunbao said unconvinced.

"Haha." Fairy Zixia was amused.

"Fairy, what are your criteria for a partner?" asked Zhizunbao.

"standard?"

Fairy Zixia pondered, looked at the purple sword in her hand, and said:
"There is no standard. In the Three Realms, whoever can pull out the purple-green sword in my hand is the one I love."

"...What are you playing, fairy?" Zhizunbao complained.

Fairy Zixia held the sword tightly and said:
"You are a mortal with mortal flesh and blood, so you don't know the origin of my magic weapon. This is Kunlun's most precious treasure, a peerless magic weapon hanging in the thirty-third heaven. A senior once told me that whoever can pull it out will be the one I love."

Zhizunbao knew this story, but he still thought it was unreliable and said:
"Judging someone is the one you want to entrust your life to based on a sword, are you kidding me? How irresponsible? Isn't it the relationship between two people that develops from being together?

Let's take a step back and say that person is a beggar, the ugliest person in the world, or a monster? Would you agree to it?"

After this soul-searching, Fairy Zixia fell silent. Zhizunbao's words still made sense, but she still argued:
"This is a divine weapon. How could a mortal be able to pull it out?"

“? How about I give it a try?” said Zhizunbao.

Fairy Zixia glanced at Zhizunbao. In fact, after a careful look, she found that the mortal in front of her was not ugly, but humorous. She smiled and said:
"Okay, it's a good chance for you to give up."

After saying that, he gave the Purple Sword to Zhizun Bao.

Holding the magic sword, Zhizunbao felt a little excited. On the one hand, if he really pulled it out, according to Zixia's love-minded mind, she would definitely marry him.

But I already have a family, and I absolutely cannot let Jingjing and the others down.

But what if you can’t pull it out yourself?

Fate has changed long ago, and Zhizunbao is not sure that everything will go as fate has arranged.

He held his breath, holding the sword in one hand and the hilt in the other, his palms were cold, and he applied a little force!

The scabbard didn't move at all. He couldn't help but increase his strength, but still, the purple-green sword was not pulled out.

Unconvinced, Zhizunbao increased his strength again, but the Purple Sword remained motionless as before, obviously rejecting Zhizunbao at this moment.

A hint of disappointment emerged in Zhizunbao's eyes. He was clearly destined to be a peerless hero, so how could he not be able to succeed?
Fairy Zixia breathed a sigh of relief. She was really afraid that it would be pulled out by a mortal like Zhizunbao. It would definitely be an awkward situation. She said happily:
"Now you believe it, right? If it's not the destined one, it's impossible to pull it out."

"Oh, yes, yes, yes..." Zhizunbao responded perfunctorily.

Fairy Zixia was considerate and knew Zhizunbao's emotions, so she comforted him:
"There must be someone who likes a beautiful girl like me. It's normal for you to be attracted to me. Zhizunbao, you are a good person, but fate has made it impossible for us to be together."

"Tsk... don't be too narcissistic, fairy. We just met, and I also have a family." said Zhizunbao.

"What, you have a family?"

Upon hearing this, Fairy Zixia became angry and kicked Zhizunbao into the river.

What a scumbag! He has a family but he still pulls out the Purple and Green Sword. Isn't this just thinking about the big pot while eating the bowl? Zhizunbao was caught off guard and choked on a few mouthfuls of water.

It was soon evening, and Zhizunbao and Fairy Zixia got off the boat at the end of the reed marsh. Ahead was a sparsely populated desert with a dry and harsh climate. There were basically no people along the way.

After a long time, we finally saw a tea shed built with thatched roofs.

"Finally I met someone."

When Zhizunbao saw the teahouse owner crying, he quickly ran to the table and poured a glass of water to quench his thirst, and also poured a glass of water for Zixia.

When the waiter at the tea stall saw Zhizunbao, Zixia's face changed slightly, especially when she saw Zhizunbao, a hint of fear flashed across her face.

Inside the tea stall, several waiters seemed to be busy, but they were actually talking to each other through voice.

"Yang Jian, is that Sun Wukong outside? Why is he hanging out with Zixia? Didn't Sun Wukong go on a quest to obtain Buddhist scriptures?"

"How would this Lord God know? I didn't go to the Scriptures to seek the scriptures."

"But it does look like Sun Wukong, but without the monkey's demonic aura. It looks like a human."

"What the God said is true, so could it be someone who looks similar?"

"It's possible! Business is more important. Let's catch Zixia first. Lingshan is pressing for her! And if we neglect those masters of the Buddhist sect, our brothers' incense offerings will be withheld again."

These people are Erlang Shen of Heaven and the Four Heavenly Kings.

Among them, the Four Heavenly Kings are not only the gatekeepers of the Heavenly Palace, but also the guardian kings of Buddhism, and they have the best of both worlds.

Not only them, even Li Jing, the Pagoda-Bearing Heavenly King, is involved in both the Heavenly Palace and Buddhism, and their presence can be seen on both sides!

Because Zhizunbao and Sun Wukong look similar, Erlang Shen and the Four Heavenly Kings were too lazy to continue acting, so they stepped forward, overturned the table, kicked a stool to pieces, and then changed back to their original forms.

"Damn, he's an opera singer." Zhizunbao was shocked.

"Isn't this Erlang Shen and the Four Heavenly Kings?" Zixia said calmly. She had seen through it a long time ago but just didn't expose it. She didn't expect them to self-destruct. This was not like the style of the Heavenly Court.

"Erlang Shen? The Four Heavenly Kings?" Only then did Zhizun Bao react.

Realizing that a famous scene was about to happen, he immediately took a step back to leave space for a few people.

Erlang Shen and the Four Heavenly Kings were relieved when they saw that Sun Wukong had no intention of intervening.

At this time, if the monkeys caused trouble, they really couldn't be sure of Zixia.

And even if they were unsure of Zhizunbao's identity, after all, his face was there, so they didn't dare to experiment casually.

Since it is a possible contradiction, avoid it if possible.

"Zixia, you should have been in the oil lamp of Buddha Tathagata at Lingshan, but you went down to the mortal world without permission, violating the heavenly rules. Why don't you come back with us to confess your crime and accept punishment?" Erlang Shen said loudly.

"What do you think it is? All things are created by nature and have spirits. Am I supposed to stay in the oil lamp forever?" Zixia retorted.

"Zixia, you are so stubborn, look at the gun!" Erlang Shen raised the three-pointed, two-edged gun and stabbed at him, and the Four Heavenly Kings surrounded him together.

Zixia was not at all weak, she was like a female war god, she rushed towards the few people, slashing with the purple-green sword, sword energy was everywhere, and yellow sand filled the sky!
"Zixia should be able to withstand it. I remember that in the script, Zixia beat several people." Zhizunbao thought to himself.

At the same time, Zhizunbao opened the live broadcast room and invited group members to watch the show together.

Chat group.

Ye Hei: "Supreme Treasure, what's going on?"

Jiuzhou's No. 1 Golden Pill: "Eating melons again!"

Qian Renxue: "I just finished watching the gossips from the group leader and his friends in the Dragon Ball World. Is the gossip from the Supreme Treasure World coming too?"

Xu Yi: "Eat melon!"

Zhizunbao: "Hehe, I happened to go back five hundred years, and this scene is exactly Zixia fighting Yang Jian and the Four Heavenly Kings. So I invite everyone to take a look."

Yang Jian: "???"

Sun Wukong: "My dear disciple, stay calm. You are basically involved in everything related to the mythological world."

Yang Jian: "Okay."

Ye Hei: "I remember Fairy Zixia seemed to beat these guys, right?"

Xu Yi: "No problem."

Zhizunbao: "Yes, but I'm worried about some changes."

Bad Leader: "Variables?"

Zhizunbao: "You may not know that I just pulled out Zixia's purple and blue sword, but it didn't work."

Qian Renxue: "In the script, wasn't it you who pulled it out?"

Zhizunbao: "It's me, but the problem now is that I can't pull it out."

Bad Commander: "Is this the change of fate?"

Ye Hei: "I have always wondered if this purple sword is unlocked by fingerprint."

Xu Yi: "It's possible, the immortal version. But Zhizunbao can't pull it out. Is it possible that it has something to do with the fact that you haven't turned into Sun Wukong yet?"

Zhizunbao: "I am that me? Why do I need to change..."

Zhizunbao suddenly realized that he was still missing a key prop to become Sun Wukong, which were the three moles on the soles of his feet. These three moles must be given by Zixia. Only with the three moles could he become Sun Wukong?

But now, Zhizunbao is Zhizunbao, of course he can’t pull it out.

Sun Wukong: "Interesting, interesting."

Zhizunbao: "I understand. It should be that there are not three moles. This is embarrassing. I can't ask Zixia to give it to me!"

Ye Hei: "I think it doesn't matter whether I have three moles or not. If I become Sun Wukong, then everything will go back to square one. I can fight for a new future with the identity of Zhizunbao."

Jiuzhou No. 1 Golden Elixir: "Support! By the way, Fairy Zixia is also beautiful, with such temperament and figure..."

Qian Renxue: "Wang Jindan has started again?"

Iron Man: "Six!!"

Little Huang Rong: "Fairy Zixia is so beautiful!"

Little Dragon Girl: "Hmm!"

Foshan Ye Wen: "Bubbling!"

King Bi Cang: "Fairy Zixia seems to be at a disadvantage."

Ye Hei: "Really! Could it be that the original one let it go?"

Han Li: "Although it is not an orthodox mythological world, Erlang Shen and the Four Heavenly Kings are all orthodox gods of heaven, and their strength is definitely not weak. Fairy Zixia is the wick after all, and Fellow Daoist Zhizunbao's copy looks like a well-planned drama no matter how you look at it."

Xu Yi: "Han Li's observations are very detailed. In fact, it is not ruled out that Erlang Shen and the others let him go."

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(End of this chapter)