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But once it saw the sunlight, the black smoke instantly dissipated. Zhu Moye suddenly felt his body lighten, as if there had been some hidden disease in his body that had never been discovered, but now it was cured.

That feeling makes your whole body relaxed, light and floating.

Zhu Moye couldn't help but pump his fists, feeling as if his fighting power had reached a new level. Was his physical strength at least 10% stronger than before?

Zhu Moye knew how strong his body was now, and now, stimulated by a glass of wine, it was increased by more than 10%!

What kind of wine is this?

Zhu Moye looked at Sun Wukong beside him, but the latter did not feel anything special. Instead, he felt the change in Zhu Moye and drank another sip of green wine, but still had no reaction.

"This kind of wine only reacts to special people. The Great Sage has eaten too many genius subsistence allowances, so it's not surprising that he doesn't have any special reaction!" The Third Holy Mother explained.

She had heard of Sun Wukong's vicious reputation and didn't want to cause any problems due to Sun Wukong's misunderstanding.

"Nuwa, Wukong just met the Queen Mother, and she said that it was all your idea?" Sun Wukong said impatiently, but he also knew the importance of the whole matter and did not point out the specific content.

The Third Holy Mother obviously knew about this, and she stood behind Nuwa, looking at Zhu Moye with a playful look. Zhu Moye had already realized that Yang Chan had probably told the Queen Mother that they would come here, so the Queen Mother was waiting here.

Nuwa's expression is as sacred as ever, and compared to Guanyin Bodhisattva, she appears even more compassionate.

She nodded and said, "Indeed, this Saint has been waiting behind the scenes for too long. The suffering of the world should be observed by the Heavenly Court, and efforts should be made to correct it. Unfortunately, the Heavenly Court has now become a puppet of the conflict between Buddhism and Taoism. Ultimately, it is still due to lack of strength, and we are powerless despite our good intentions!"

"The Heavenly Court was originally founded by the demon race, and the first generation of heaven and earth was the supreme power of the demon race. Unfortunately, it no longer has the power it once had. Since this saint is the mother of the human race, I must go to Kunlun to suppress Buddhism and make the Heavenly Court truly achieve something."

Nuwa spoke in a gentle, yet powerful voice. Zhu Moye nodded repeatedly, his face full of approval. Sun Wukong's eyes were shrouded in mystery, yet a fire seemed to ignite within them, his expression filled with excitement.

Chapter 750 Nuwa's Approval

"Wukong, I know you yearn for freedom and don't want to be bound by anything. I can make you a promise. If there is a war in the future, you will respond to my call and fight bravely. I can resolve your grievances with Buddhism and Taoism and give you freedom. Of course, if you wish to serve as a celestial official in heaven, you are more than welcome to do so."

Nuwa said, she looked at Sun Wukong with a hint of appreciation and affirmation in her eyes.

"And you, Emperor Minghuang, are both blessed with great fortune, just like Wukong. Buddhism had been planning Tang Monk's journey to the West for Buddhist scriptures for hundreds of years, yet you suddenly appeared and nearly ruined the entire plan, leaving Buddhism in its current state of limbo. You truly played a significant role in this."

"Moreover, you are incredibly powerful. Although you may not be as strong as Wukong, I have observed that you have a strong body, profound magical powers, and great luck. You will play a significant role in the upcoming war between the three major forces. Are you willing to lend a helping hand to me?"

Compared to Sun Wukong, Nuwa's tone actually emphasized Zhu Moye more. This was something that even Sun Wukong and the Three Holy Mothers could see.

Nuwa smiled faintly and said, "Chan'er has already told me what happened in Liujia Village. If I'm not mistaken, it should be a Tongtian Mirage. Tongtian Mirages understand the mysteries of heaven and earth and the wonders of the universe. They are one of the most mysterious insects in time."

Nuwa suddenly closed her mouth, and Zhu Moye was shocked. Nuwa's voice actually sounded in his mind.

"But there are also rumors that Tongtian Shen understands the most real mysteries. If Tongtian Shen interferes with Chan'er's marriage, then it is most likely correct. Someone has changed destiny?"

"This Saint has no intention of threatening you, but this makes this Saint look upon you even more favorably. I believe that with your assistance, it shouldn't be a problem to change the old look of Heaven. Human Emperor, don't you agree?"

Nuwa did not call Zhu Moye the Minghuang as she did at the beginning, but changed it to the Renhuang, which shows her recognition of Zhu Moye's identity.

Only then did Zhu Moye realize that the cicada-like insect was actually a mirage, a sky-reaching mirage, a mysterious creature he had never heard of.

Nuwa might have had some doubts about his identity, but instead of pointing it out, she accepted it. Zhu Moye couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. He wasn't afraid of mysterious things, but rather things whose origins were unknown.

No matter how powerful the Tongtian Mirage is, now that we know its origin, we are prepared and there is a high possibility that we will not fall into the trap of the Tongtian Mirage again.

"Your Majesty, do you want to marry Chan'er to me?" Zhu Moye said this openly without spreading rumors.

Sun Wukong and Yang Chan could both see the sound transmission between Zhu Moye and Nuwa, but due to Nuwa's status, they naturally did not show any disrespect and did not dare to spy. But to say that they were not curious was absolutely impossible.

Especially Yang Chan, as a disciple of Nuwa, she usually conveys Nuwa's information and knows too many things. Nuwa has almost nothing to hide from her. Now she actually started spreading rumors, which must be an extremely mysterious thing.

But at this moment, listening to Zhu Moye's voice, Yang Chan really couldn't imagine that the two were actually discussing her affairs, or the marriage with Zhu Moye.

Yang Chan's face immediately turned red with shame. Although she and Zhu Moye had lived and died together, and even when she thought about what she had experienced in Liujia Village, Yang Chan would feel a sweet feeling from time to time.

But girls are reserved after all. Even though they agree in their hearts, they always speak in a tactful way. Their reserve reveals a cuteness. Listening to Zhu Moye's words, Yang Chan couldn't help but glare at him, then looked at her master coquettishly.

Nuwa knew her disciple's character too well. She had long seen that Yang Chan's heart was already tied to Zhu Moye. She smiled softly and said, "When Chan'er was wandering outside, I predicted that she would marry you. This is your destiny. I will appoint you as Chan'er's master. As long as Chan'er is willing, I will naturally not object."

Yang Chan called her Master coquettishly and shook Nuwa's arm.

Zhu Moye was overjoyed. This time, meeting Nuwa was completely different from the last time. It was like meeting two different people. Last time, he might have been meeting a junior, but this time, it was like meeting an ally. Indeed, the role determines the attitude.

Sun Wukong was also secretly happy for Zhu Moye, not only for the brotherly love, but also because of the relationship between Zhu Moye and the Three Holy Mothers. Behind the Three Holy Mothers stood Nuwa. Having such a relationship would give him a great advantage in future wars, which was enough to make people wary.

Sun Wukong was a monkey born from fighting, and his natural love was fighting. He also knew the cruelty of fighting. Not to mention the Conferred God Battle, he also led the havoc in the Heavenly Palace, where countless people in the Heavenly Palace perished.

But it must be said that one very cruel thing is that most of the people who died were those without any background. Because those with backgrounds all had people standing behind them, and they had their own secret life-saving techniques or life-saving artifacts.

And there are people secretly protecting them. For them, this is not a war, but a training. Otherwise, why would the more earth-shaking battles, the more talented people who were or are now prominent join the battle, just for the training?

Even if the heavens and the earth change, they don't care. Even if the lord of heaven changes, and Buddha and Taoism compete for supremacy, their status remains transcendent!

Sun Wukong is a shrewd person, and Zhu Moye is even more of a guy who takes advantage of the situation and dares to open a dyeing factory if he is given a little color.

"Master, then we are naturally a family?" Zhu Moye said, already calling him master very impolitely.

Sun Wukong's face was full of approval. Indeed, this is my brother. Why not take advantage of the benefits? It would be a waste if I didn't take advantage of them. The Third Holy Mother Yang Chan's face was full of shame and embarrassment. She cursed Zhu Moye in her heart, this bastard, who made him scream like that.

Nuwa was stunned for a moment, then looked at Zhu Moye and Sun Wukong, and finally understood why these two people became sworn brothers. It is true that people of the same family come from the same family.

But after all, they are all juniors, and they do have a close relationship with each other. Although Nuwa felt a little uncomfortable, she also found it funny.

"Haha," Nuwa laughed and said, "Of course we are all family. Wukong is my junior based on our relationship, and you are naturally not an outsider now. It is natural for you to call me Master."

"That's right. Wukong is my elder brother. My Lady, you are Chan'er's master, so naturally you are my master. Master, you also know that my elder brother and I are probably wanted by the Buddhist sect now, but we don't have any magic weapons to save our lives. Master, do you have anything that we can't use at the moment? Please give it to us."

Zhu Moye said with a drooling face, and Sun Wukong also looked at Nuwa with red eyes. This is a post-natal saint, he must have countless treasures on him, and any item his disciples took out would be a treasure that would be envied by the heavens.

Chapter 751 The Three Realms Will Be in Chaos

"Well," Nuwa smiled and threw out two balls of light to the two of them.

Zhu Moye grabbed it in his hand and took a closer look. It turned out to be a long spear with dragon patterns embroidered on it. Holding it in his hand, it seemed as if a force of blood was flowing through his hand and into his body.

Zhu Moye couldn't help but let out a soft cry. The spear seemed to have a spirit, trying to break free. Zhu Moye applied more force. The spear struggled for a while, but finally stopped moving. A sense of spirituality emanated from the spear, revealing a sense of closeness.

"Is this dragon energy?" Zhu Moye couldn't help but exclaim in surprise. He felt that his cultivated dragon body was actually in harmony with the spear, and the spear was more like a part of his body.

Nuwa smiled with a hint of recognition, and she said, "Yes, this dragon spear is indeed suitable for you. You are the Human Emperor, and you have cultivated dragon energy. You should be able to use the dragon spear like a fish in water."

Zhu Moye quickly thanked him. This was a precious gift. For a long time, despite his extraordinary skills, he had not had a suitable weapon. Moreover, this was the world of Journey to the West, where one could see gods and immortals. Ordinary weapons were simply not enough.

Sun Wukong grabbed the ball of golden light and it revealed its true form, which was actually a piece of multicolored stone.

"Empress, this is..." Sun Wukong looked shocked, even Zhu Moye and Yang Chan were extremely shocked. If they guessed correctly, this was most likely the five-colored stone used to repair the sky.

"This isn't the multicolored stone you think of as the one used to mend the sky. In fact, I got this stone by chance, and the multicolored stone used to mend the sky was refined based on this stone."

Nuwa's words were shocking, and the origin of this multicolored stone was even more astonishing.

"For countless years, I have been wanting to refine this stone, but unfortunately the opportunity never came. Later, when you, Wukong, emerged from the stone, I realized that this stone was destined for you. So I gave it to you today, hoping that you can explore the ultimate mystery of this magical stone."

"Thank you, my queen!" Sun Wukong bowed sincerely with a sincere look.

"Okay, go ahead. Now, you still need to strengthen your strength so that you can protect yourself in this chaotic world." Nuwa said.

Zhu Moye and Sun Wukong nodded in agreement. Everything still depends on strength. Only with strength can one gain Nuwa's approval and survive in any environment.

"Because of your appearance, the destiny is now obscured, and everything has become illusory. Therefore, you must no longer rely on your prophetic knowledge of this world. Otherwise, success will be due to prophecy, and failure will also be due to prophecy."

Suddenly, Nuwa's voice came to Zhu Moye's ears. Zhu Moye was alert and nodded gratefully.

"Chan'er, why don't you go and see him off?" Nuwa suddenly said. Yang Chan shyly thanked Nuwa and followed her.

Watching the three people go away, a small insect suddenly emerged from Nuwa's sleeve. If Zhu Moye and Yang Chan were here, they would definitely find that this small insect was actually the Tongtian Mirage that trapped them in Liujia Village.

Nuwa looked at the empty sky and murmured, "Heaven's will is obscured, and the opportunity has been snatched away. It depends on whether we can seize it."

There was a gleam in Sun Wukong's eyes. He called out, "Brother, I'll leave first." Then he pressed down the cloud and flew away, leaving Zhu Moye and Yang Chan looking at each other in bewilderment.

"I want to go back!" Yang Chan said. Looking at Zhu Moye, she suddenly felt a little panicked and turned around to leave.

Zhu Moye grabbed her and kissed her lips amidst her exclamations. Yang Chan hesitated for a long time but could not push Zhu Moye away, so she could only let him flirt with her.

After a while, the two finally let go. Yang Chan blushed and pounded Zhu Moye's chest vigorously. Zhu Moye laughed heartily. He felt Yang Chan's devotion before. Maybe he had forced himself at first, but later Yang Chan held on to him.

"I will come back. When the time comes, I will ride on a seven-colored auspicious cloud to pick you up and let you marry me in a grand ceremony." Zhu Moye said with sincerity, looking at Yang Chan with eyes full of affection.

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Yang Chan couldn't help but burst out laughing, thinking back to the time when she had such a fantasy. She didn't expect Zhu Moye to still remember it. It was a little funny and even more heartwarming.

"Well, I'll wait for you!" Yang Chan said.

The two waved goodbye.

Zhu Moye left Kunlun Mountain and headed straight towards the Ming Dynasty.

The world is about to be in chaos. There will be a great war between the saints, and they are just pawns in it. Zhu Moye now knows that his current strength is not enough, and it can even be said that it is still far from enough.

If you want to survive in the subsequent war, you have to improve your strength as quickly as possible.

The battle with Guanyin, the tasting of the mysterious green wine at Nuwa's place, and even the previous battle in Liujia Village were all a kind of experience accumulation for Zhu Moye. Zhu Moye already felt that his strength would have a great breakthrough.

As long as he practices quietly for a period of time and sorts out his insights during this period, Zhu Moye believes that his strength will definitely improve by leaps and bounds.

Although his current realm is only at the bottom line, with various means, the body of a celestial dragon, various mysterious methods of cultivation in other worlds, the Eight-Nine Profound Art and the Nine-Turn Heavenly Art taught by Taishang Laojun, his combat power is no less than that of an ordinary Daluo Jinxian.

After carefully savoring this feeling and understanding the realm, Zhu Moye believed that his realm could at least surpass the celestial immortals and be elevated to the level of the golden immortals.

And his fighting power level will be no less than that of the current Monkey King Sun Wukong. When the time comes, even in this peak battle, Zhu Moye believes that he will definitely play a pivotal role.

After all, strength determines status, and strength determines the share of the fruits of victory. If one lacks strong strength, even if one plays a significant role in the war, it may not be recognized.

Then, when the fruits of war are divided, people will inevitably be ignored and will not get what they deserve. Although it has not happened yet, Zhu Moye, who has been calculating all this, knows all too well the interests behind this war.

Strictly speaking, this was a war that had escaped Zhu Moye's calculations. Because it was not in the calculations, there were both advantages and disadvantages. The advantage was that he now had the support of a more powerful person behind him, so he didn't need to be the first to show up.

Helping to be the first to stand out, at least Zhu Moye is much safer now.

The disadvantage is that he can no longer play the leading role he imagined. In this battle between saints, he is now just a pawn. If he wants to achieve his goal, he must first save his own life.

He had originally thought it would take a long time, slowly cultivating and accumulating strength, but he hadn't expected someone to capitalize on this opportunity better than him. These saints were determined to use this opportunity to conceal the secrets of heaven and change the world.

If you want to become the master of the three realms and achieve this goal, you must pay more and cultivate more powerful strength.

Chapter 752 Li Jing Looks Back Again

Two months have passed. Even though Zhu Moye is meditating in the imperial city, he can still feel the impending war between the three realms.

During these two months, Zhu Moye successfully raised his realm to the Golden Immortal realm, and it is preliminarily estimated that his combat power has also reached the level before Sun Wukong.

Throughout the Journey to the West, Sun Wukong can be said to be an extremely high standard of master combat power. Not many people can defeat Sun Wukong. Feeling his current strength, Zhu Moye believes that he should have a great harvest in this upcoming war.

The entire Ming Dynasty was prosperous, and Zhu Moye even saw thousands of people coming to pay homage. Zhu Moye had never thought that he actually had the talent to be an emperor. The current situation was mainly due to his incarnation.

During these two months, Zhu Moye had always felt that the effect of his meditation was too good. It was not until he came out of retreat and found that the entire Ming Dynasty was prosperous that he realized the reason why so many dynasties came to pay homage to him.

While feeling relieved, Zhu Moye also felt a sense of crisis. Perhaps it was because his skills had greatly improved and his realm had risen that Zhu Moye had this feeling, which was a kind of anticipation of danger.

Half a month later, Zhu Moye finally realized that this feeling was not groundless. Sure enough, a group of people were quietly invading Zhu Moye.

Zhu Moye had already been waiting in the air, waiting for the arrival of the couple. When he saw the leader, Zhu Moye smiled with understanding. It turned out to be an acquaintance. No wonder!

The leader was actually Li Jing, flanked by Jin Zha and Nezha, and surrounded by four other men – the four generals of the Demon Clan. Apart from them, there was no one else.

Zhu Moye didn't know what to say about Li Jing's family. It seemed that he had a special connection with this family since he came to this world.

The last time, Li Jing led the army in person, but was defeated. He then fought against Mu Zha, but was unfortunately killed by Sun Wukong.

Zhu Moye understood the resentment of the Li family and was very understanding of their grievances. In fact, Zhu Moye still admired Li Jing's family very much, but his stance was different.

Originally, Li Jing's family could be considered Zhu Moye's future allies in the war against the Heavenly Court. But looking at Li Jing's dark face now, it was filled with anger and sadness.

Zhu Moye knew that Nuwa’s promise to Li Jing had not been fulfilled yet, which meant that there would be a battle in the Ming court tomorrow. Li Jing did not know this, otherwise Li Jing would not have been unaware that Nuwa could bring Mu Zha back to life.

Zhu Moye naturally wouldn't point this out. Although Nuwa had already decided to fight against Taoism and Buddhism and that the Heavenly Court would become independent, it wasn't the right time yet. If he revealed this in advance, they, who were already at a disadvantage, would be even less advantageous in the future battle.

In the final analysis, Zhu Moye must bear the wrath of Li Jing's family, and he must perform this scene to its fullest.

"Your Majesty, I have only one question for you. You and that Sun Wukong killed my son?" Li Jing said. Compared to the last meeting, Li Jing came with 100,000 heavenly soldiers that time, full of high spirits.

Li Jing is now surrounded by only his own family. He is extremely sad and looks extremely desolate.

Zhu Moye sighed and nodded in acknowledgment, "Li Jing Tian Wang, it's true. Your son was killed by me and my eldest brother. But Sun Wukong is my eldest brother, so I took the blame for his death. Just think of it as me acting alone."

Jin Zha and Nezha were both filled with righteous indignation. They glared at Zhu Moye, each ready to lunge with a spear. Li Jing stopped them, his expression sorrowful but stoic.

"May I ask why? How did he offend you?"

Zhu Moye understood a father's deep love for his child and replied, "I have no grudge against him. It was simply because Guanyin Bodhisattva chose to attack me and my elder brother. As a disciple, he had no choice. It's a pity that he died in the battle!"