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

Chapter 444: Lucky Saint Yunxiao, Gojo Satoru vs. Madara
Chat group, virtual space.

Most of the old group members have joined in. After all, PK between old and new group members is an old tradition in the group. Every time there will always be new group members questioning each other’s strength, and then they will have a friendly competition.

Everyone greeted each other familiarly, and soon a new face appeared.

The visitor was a middle-aged man in white clothes, with a Taoist aura all over his body, elegant and easy-going. There was a huge white halo behind his head, emitting colorful light.

This is Yuanshi Tianzun from the world of Fengshen. Apart from his dark history of being drained dry, his overall appearance is good. After all, he still has an immortal look. He is unlike Tongtian Jiaozhu who has been changed into a demon, just like Voldemort, with a strong demonic aura.

"Hello, fellow Taoists." Yuanshi Tianzun said. His voice was very ethereal. His words did not come out of his mouth, but were echoed in all directions.

"My big aperture makes me worthy of being Yuanshi Tianzun." Ye Fan said.

"Tsk tsk, what a great temperament." Wang Wu said.

"It's okay, it's okay. I thought it was an old man. Thank you, Lord." Sun Wukong said.

"Lord Tianzhan, I am Nezha. I believe you also have a Nezha there." said the demon boy Nezha.

Yuanshi Tianzun nodded, but no matter how he looked at it, the Nezha in front of him and the Nezha in his own world were not the same.

Moreover, he has dark circles under his eyes and looks like a gangster. However, as a saint, he will not judge people by appearance.

Yuanshi Tianzun looked at Xu Yi and said:
"I guess this is the group leader."

"Not bad." Xu Yi said.

"Hello, uncle-master." Yunxiao walked over and said politely.

"Junior brother Yunxiao." Yuanshi Tianzun's eyes changed slightly, because he couldn't see through Yunxiao's cultivation level, and thought that they should not belong to the same plane.

"Yuanshi Tianzun, although Yunxiao is your niece, she is an old member of the group and has long since become a Hunyuan Wuji Daluo Jinxian, which is the realm of a saint." Xu Yi said.

"What? Junior-Junior Brother Yunxiao has actually become a saint." Yuanshi Tianzun could not hide his shock.

He clearly heard that Yunxiao had attained the status of Hunyuan Wudi Daluo Jinxian, which was different from the Heavenly Dao Saint.

Hunyuan Wuji Daluo Jinxian can be said to be a saint, but a saint is not necessarily Hunyuan Wuji Daluo Jinxian.

To take the path of Hunyuan Wuda Daluo Jinxian is to prove the way with strength and to push a path to the extreme, similar to the great god Pangu in the past, but Pangu proved the three thousand great ways, so it is more difficult.

The saints of the Heavenly Way basically become saints through meritorious deeds, which in a sense is taking a shortcut.

It is unknown which of the two is stronger or weaker, and each has its own advantages and disadvantages.

The fighting power of the Heavenly Dao Sage may not be as good as that of the Hunyuan Wuji Daluo Jinxian, but the primordial spirit is entrusted to the Heavenly Dao, and in his own world he is immortal and indestructible. He also has the blessing of fighting power and the home advantage. However, he will also be bound by the Heavenly Dao and find it difficult to resist it.

Since both of them have the background of being deified, the "chance" that Yunxiao was able to become a saint is truly indescribable!

"It was just luck." Yunxiao said calmly.

“Junior brother Yunxiao, this is not something that can be achieved by luck. The hardships that one has to endure to become the Hunyuan Wuda Daluo Jinxian are unimaginable.” Yuanshi Tianzun said.

"There's no other way. I can't just do nothing. In the future, I have to work hard to see the Jiejiao being wiped out by you. I didn't expect that I would become a saint all of a sudden." Yunxiao said.

"..." Yuanshi Tianzun was silent.

Comparing with this, and looking at the useless Twelve Golden Immortals, I really want to hang them on Kunlun Mountain and let them be struck by lightning!

They are all disciples of the saint, why is there such a big gap between them? Why are Sanxiao not his disciples?

Although Yuanshi Tianzun looks down on those who are born from eggs and have fur and horns, because the Three Pure Ones have naturally noble blood and are the incarnations of Pangu's primordial spirit, they must care about their face.

The Three Sky are different. Their background is actually not much worse than that of saints. They are the first wisp of auspicious cloud between heaven and earth. They have merits in themselves and are also one of the innate creatures. They have a bright future.

At the same time, beams of light appeared again in the audience seats!

Huo Linfei, Gao Yao, and Gojo Satoru appeared together.

"Hello, everyone." Gojo Satoru greeted everyone in a familiar manner.

In everyone's eyes, Gojo Satoru was wearing casual clothes, had silver hair, and wore sunglasses, looking very youthful.

Huo Linfei was wearing a blue and white school uniform and had fiery red hair. He looked like he was still a student.

Gao Yao had disheveled hair and wore a gray Qin Dynasty robe. He looked trembling, and it felt like everything in front of him was a dream. It was incredible that there really were so many great gods and great men.

"You are Huo Linfei, why are you so arrogant?"

Ye Fan walked in front of Hu Linfei with a smile on his face and a fierce look on his face.

"Fuck, who are you?" Huo Linfei was shocked. At this moment, he realized that the chat group was real and nothing seemed fake. These people might be from other worlds.

When I saw the nickname "Ye Fan" above Ye Fan's head, I instantly understood the identity of this guy.

"So it's you. What's the matter? You want to fight? I said I'm ready to fight you anytime." Huo Linfei said.

"Your courage is commendable." Ye Fan said.

"It's going to be a good show." Wang Wu said with a smile.

"Is this Brother Du Zun?"

Huo Linfei noticed Gojo Satoru and blurted out.

"Alone? Brother Du Zun!"

Gojo Satoru was a little confused and didn't react for a while.

"I kowtow to all the gods, please bless me to return to the modern era as soon as possible."

Gao Yao dusted himself off and was about to kowtow.

But Ye Fan stopped him directly and said:
"Brother Gao, we are all modern people, we don't like this."

"What?" Gao Yao was stunned.

"But why do we have to go back to the modern times? With the conditions of the chat group, wouldn't it be good to be granted a title and appointed as a general in ancient times? If we really go back to the modern times, mortgages, car loans, and betrothal gifts will be troublesome." Ye Fan continued.

He is relatively lucky. He started his own business successfully and became financially free before the age of 30, allowing him to do whatever he wants.

But 90% of this world is made up of ordinary people. As long as you are an ordinary person, you cannot avoid these mountains. It is meaningless to spend your whole life busying yourself for these things that you cannot bring with you when you are born and cannot take with you when you die.

"That makes sense. Although I'm a chef, chefs are still quite popular and earn 10,000 or 20,000 yuan a month, but the mortgage alone is 8,000 or 9,000 yuan. But the ancient times were too barbaric. People would be beheaded at any time. There was no Internet, no mobile phones, and nothing after dark. There was no place to get a massage." Gao Yao empathized.

"??? Didn't there exist brothels in ancient times? That thing wasn't illegal like it is today." Ye Fan said.

"Ye Fan, look at what you said." Xu Yi said.

"..."The female group members all showed a trace of contempt.

Don’t be fooled by Ye Fan’s serious appearance, he actually has a lot of tricks up his sleeve.

"Ahem, group leader, I was just making a metaphor. The ancient times also had their advantages." Ye Fan hurriedly explained.

Gao Yao sighed, "There are brothels, but I can't afford to go there. They are for the rich and powerful. How can a cook like me afford to go there? My salary is not enough."

"Let's not talk about this for now. If you think the ancient times were boring, there are chat groups for mobile games and the like. You can just get one. If that doesn't work, we have modern people in our group as well, and they can send you some local specialties. Let's talk about life. If you can save some money and gain some influence, you can open a hot pot restaurant or a massage parlor yourself. It's a one-stop process. This would have definitely been a success in ancient times." Ye Fan was giving Gao Yao an idea, which he thought was very promising.

Although Gao Yao is an ordinary person, he is a great chef.

Food is the most important thing for people. This skill was actually very easy to acquire in ancient times.

"Brother, what you said makes sense. I have to make a plan." Gao Yao thought deeply, his eyes shining brightly.

If you think about it carefully, there seems to be no need to go back to modern times.

The modern me is actually a loser. I am in my thirties and I still have no wife, no car or house, and I have accomplished nothing. Although I am a five-star chef, I am actually just an ordinary restaurant cook.

Of course, Gao Yao feels that his cooking skills are no worse than those of a five-star chef.

Those five-star chefs are just more famous than capable, they just like to arrange dishes, but they have no real skills at all.

If you put three vegetable leaves on a plate and add some sesame paste or something, it can be sold for three thousand nine hundred and ninety-eight.

It would be fine if he were on top of it, but this is not a matter of strength at all.

However, Gao Yao still has his only relative in modern times, which is what he is most worried about.

For a moment, I felt conflicted.

"Okay, newcomer, don't you want to test your strength? You can do it now." Xu Yi said.

"I'm fine." Huo Linfei smiled, looking very relaxed.

"Why don't you let me go first?" Gojo Satoru said.

"It's up to you. I don't care." Huo Linfei waved his hand.

"As a newcomer, you actually have an opportunity to challenge old group members. You cannot refuse. Whoever you point to will be the one." Xu Yi explained.

"Then can I challenge you, the group leader?" Gojo Satoru said.

"Of course you can, but choose carefully, otherwise you won't feel any sense of participation." Xu Yi said.

"alright, I got it."

Gojo Satoru is not an iron-headed kid. There are even the Eastern Monkey King and Yuanshi Tianzun among them. He is not so ignorant as to challenge the boss of the group.

But at first glance, he didn't know who to fight, and he was not familiar with them.

"It is recommended to challenge old group members with the same world cultural background as you." Ye Fan reminded.

"Forget it, just let me see how strong you are." Madara walked out, crossed his arms over his chest, looked down at Gojo Satoru with a look of disdain.

At this time, Madara did not open the Rinnegan, but was just in ordinary magatama form, but even so, the oppression of a strong man was full.

Gojo Satoru looked at Madara and could sense a terrifying aura from him. His heart trembled, "So powerful. And his eyes, are they also some kind of bloodline pupil technique?"

Immediately, Gojo Satoru chose Madara and decided to fight him.

"Please give me your guidance." Gojo Satoru said with a smile.

"Hmph!" Madara looked up proudly but said nothing.

The figures of the two disappeared and appeared directly on the virtual arena. The scene of the arena changed and turned into an empty ancient battlefield. There were many short peaks around it. The sky was even dim, and the atmosphere was bleak and sad.

The group members sat in the audience and watched quietly this battle which had already come to an end.

Although Gojo Satoru's ability is unknown, Madara is an old member of the group after all, and his strength is unquestionable. In addition, he has Saiyan blood, which has long exceeded the standard in the two-dimensional world view.

Gojo Satoru could feel that Uchiha Madara was extremely powerful, an opponent he had never encountered before, so he slowly took off his sunglasses.

Normally, Gojo Satoru wears a black eye patch to cover his eyes.

His eyes are called Rokuyan, also known as the Eyes of Heaven.

It is the bloodline pupil inherited from the five families, but only a few can awaken it, which is extremely rare.

The ability of the Six Eyes is similar to that of the Byakugan, with 360-degree long-distance vision, able to see behind and from a long distance.

Even if the line of sight is blocked, it will not affect vision, and one can see through the opponent's spells.

The trajectory of cursed energy can be directly tracked and predicted.

It also allows the holder to perform fine manipulation of cursed energy, which is also the basic requirement for the Gojo family's ancestral advanced curse techniques.

However, the Byakugan can also see through things, can see the acupuncture points on the human body, and can clearly see the routes of chakra flow, which is still a bit of a bug.

Although the Byakugan is not as famous as the Uchiha family's Sharingan in Naruto, in fact, if it is truly developed, it is no worse than the Sharingan.

The main reason is that the Hyuga clan's attainments in the Byakugan are too low-end, and Kaguya Otsutsuki's eyes are the Byakugan, but her operation of the Byakugan is superb.

Gojo Satoru took off his sunglasses, revealing his six eyes with pale blue pupils and long eyelashes. Combined with Gojo Satoru's facial features, he looked like a sunny and cheerful boy!

Uchiha's Sharingan is a scarlet black magatama, so it gives people a feeling of deep hatred and bitterness.

"Nice eyes." Madara said.

"Yeah, I think that's a good idea too. Then let's start the battle."

Gojo Satoru said, slowly squatted down, stretched his muscles, and disappeared from the spot the next second. When he reappeared, he was already behind Madara. His speed was like teleportation, which made it difficult to perceive.

This is the technique passed down by Gojo Wuzu, the evolution of the technique with no lower limit, Cang. It can compress the distance between the starting point and the end point to achieve the effect of teleportation.

Madara's Sharingan moved, and he instinctively blocked Gojo Satoru's attack in advance, and at the same time kicked Gojo Satoru with a roundhouse kick.

Madara has a lot of combat experience, and he feels that this kick of his will definitely hit the target.

But the strange thing is that I clearly touched Gojo Satoru, but it felt like something was missing!
Gojo Satoru teleported backwards, his body remaining high in the air as he explained:
"The Unlimited Technique is the most advanced technique in the world of sorcery. Its principle is the infinite series that converges in Gillis's "paradox", and it can be brought into reality.

Moreover, the distance between us can be infinitely reduced. In a sense, as long as I keep this spell activated, you can't touch me."

"interesting."

Madara smiled and attacked continuously, punching and kicking together. The speed of each punch exceeded the speed of sound. It seemed extremely fast in the eyes of outsiders, but in Madara's eyes, the closer it was to Gojo Satoru's body, the slower it seemed, like a turtle's speed.

That tiny bit of distance was infinitely divided, as if there was no end.

"Cang!"

Gojo Satoru formed seals in the air, and a black energy bomb appeared in his palm, which looked like a small black hole if you looked closely.

There is no lower limit to the technique, Cang.

Its principle is absolute attraction, and its maximum output can reach negative infinity, which is similar to a small black hole, and the spells can be multiplied and superimposed continuously. Under the pull of the terrifying attraction, the earth quickly collapses, and the powerful destructive force covers Madara.

In the audience, Huo Linfei saw this scene and exclaimed:
"No way, are you serious? Brother Du Zun is so powerful? Is this something a human can do?"

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(End of this chapter)