Conferred Gods: Start with a Phoenix clone

Chapter 1 Deng Chanyu and the Mysterious Stone
A series of "clack" sounds were heard, and a maroon warhorse was galloping in the parade ground. The red knight on the horse clamped his legs around the horse's belly and struck out with his hands in succession. Every time he raised his hands and every time he raised his arms, it seemed to have some kind of mysterious rhythm. One after another, stones emitting five-colored light quickly hit the straw man dozens of meters away.

As the warhorse galloped at high speed, the flying stones seemed to have eyes, flying in straight lines and arcs, and every time they flew out of the hand, they would accurately hit the straw man's fatal point.

The war horses went back and forth twice, and all the straw men in the parade ground fell to the ground without exception, just like wheat being cut.

"Whoa--" The female knight tightened the reins. The warhorse's hooves were red like flames. After receiving the order, it rushed forward two steps and then stopped. It turned back in a very human way and complained to its owner, as if to say that it had not run enough.

"We'll go out this afternoon and let you run to your heart's content." The female knight patted the warhorse's neck.

After reaching a consensus, Deng Chanyu dismounted, took off her helmet, and revealed a face with eyebrows as green as emerald green and eyes as bright as autumnal waves.

She threw the helmet to the maid beside her, returned to the field, picked up the five-colored stones that had been shot out one by one, and then personally pulled her beloved horse back to the stable, combing its mane carefully from left to right and from top to bottom.

"Horse, horse, you must stay healthy. We will be counting on you when we run away in the future."

The warhorse neighed twice, and she quickly picked up the fresh grass beside her. In order to keep the warhorse's physical strength and explosive power at its peak, she also added some vegetables.

The horse was grazing intently while she took out the five-colored stones one by one and wiped them carefully.

Deng Chanyu was determined to escape, but she was not prepared to just sit around and wait for death.

She carefully touched each five-color stone to ensure that the next time she used it, she would not miss the opportunity due to problems with the feel.

It is better for the enemy to die than for yourself to die.

I have to say that this body has maxed out its hidden weapon talent!
Kong Xuan, known as the greatest under the Saint in the original time and space, chased Ran Deng and Lu Ya all over the map, yet even this formidable Kong Xuan was driven off three times by Deng Chanyu's flying rocks. Would anyone believe this? This feat is far more valuable than Kakuzu's "throwing shurikens at the First Hokage from 800 miles away."

Of course, it is not ruled out that Kong Xuan felt that the small broken stone was not a threat and chose to use his face to withstand it.

Deng Chanyu had a brilliant record, but unfortunately the Five-Color Stone had too little lethality, like scraping, and could not cause much damage.

As she wiped the stone, she sighed secretly. In a world where saints were high and mighty and immortals who had practiced for millions of years could die at any time, it was really a bad start for a mortal like her.

The rise of Zhou and the destruction of Shang is the general trend, but Deng Chanyu is now on this broken ship of the Shang Dynasty.

Of course you have to surrender, but not too early. If you surrender to Xiqi now, you might be sent to the Ten Absolute Formations to die by that old bastard Ran Deng. You know, even the leader of your own camp, King Wu Jifa, was sent out to die once.

Deng Chanyu in the original time and space did not catch up with this mess because she was Xiqi's enemy at that time. No matter how cunning Ran Deng was, he could not pull enemies from hundreds of miles away to fill the Ten Absolute Formations, right?
It can't be too late to go to Xiqi. If you die halfway before your reputation is high enough and you are on the list, you can only be the "Liuhe Star God" who arranges marriages.

"There are famous people on the List of Gods." It is impossible to tell whether this statement is true or not. It means that no matter whether you compete or not, your name will be on the list, and everyone will be treated the same whether you do a good job or a bad job. Or it means that the list is empty, and whoever dies will be on the list first. It is unknown.

For the former, there is really no way out and she can only try hard to integrate into the circle of Jiang Ziya and Huang Feihu, and strive to get a position with "less work, more money and close to home". If it is the latter, then her hope is to work hard to survive in the catastrophe and successfully live to the end like Li Jing and Yang Jian.

After completing her daily routine training, she returned to the Deng family's general's residence.

The Shang Dynasty in the world of Fengshen is completely different from the Shang Dynasty in history. Deng Chanyu doesn't understand much about political matters. In the super large military camp of Sanshan Pass, she can only see military things.

The casting technology here has almost reached the level of the Yuan and Ming dynasties. There are a lot of generals using Fang Tian Hua Ji and iron mace, and mail and scale armor are standard protective equipment for generals.

At first she felt it was new, but now she is used to it. Don't ask, the only thing she knows is that the existence of gods and Buddhas has promoted the development of productivity and improved production relations.

Walking through the long corridor of the mansion, I saw the maid Hong Xiao holding a large book with some difficulty. The little maid couldn't wave her hand, so she could only shout, "Miss, the book you want was borrowed by the master from the Chaoge treasury."

As a military commander, Deng Chanyu still had the strength to carry a book. She took it with one hand and said, "Thank you for your hard work. I have nothing to do this morning. Go out and play with the girls."

"Really?" the maid's eyes sparkled. "Really? Go now."

"Oh!"

Deng Chanyu walked into the room carrying a thick book.

After taking off her armor and changing into casual clothes, she picked up the ancient book called "Records of Strange Things" and started reading it.

On her right hand side was a fist-sized, oval-shaped, colorful stone.

"Well, it doesn't look like a crocodile egg, nor does it look like an ostrich egg. It can't be a fossil, right?" She compared it with the Book of Curiosities, trying to find out the origin of this strange stone.

The second before she crossed over, she touched this stone. In order to avoid a vehicle going the other way, she kicked the stone in a panic. She still remembers the tremendous pain caused by the collision between her big toe and the stone.

The person was transported to Deng Chanyu's body, and somehow, the stone was brought over as well.

Deng Chanyu is good at using five-color stones as hidden weapons. There are a lot of big and small stones in the room, as well as a lot of cutting and grinding tools. If an outsider comes to see it, it is impossible to tell that this is a girl's boudoir. If you don't know, you might think it is a gambling stone warehouse.

The maids didn't care at all if there was one more stone or one less stone in their lady's room.

Deng Chanyu could not take it lightly. She dared not tell anyone because she seemed to hear the call of the stone.

The sound is very faint and you can't hear it unless you listen carefully, but it is definitely there.

He tried every method he could think of, including fire, flooding, dripping blood, and holding a stone in the rain to wait for lightning, but he just didn't know the true purpose of this stone.

I looked through the Book of Curious Things today, but still found nothing. This seems to be just an ordinary stone.

The time soon arrived in the afternoon.

Deng Chanyu found her adoptive father, Deng Jiugong, who was leading troops on patrol, on the wall of Sanshan Pass.

Deng Jiugong was tall, with a stern face, bright eyes, and a two-foot-long beard. He was good at using a long-handled broadsword weighing 81 pounds. After his death, he was named "Qinglong Xingjun". It can be said that except that he did not have a red face and did not like to read the Spring and Autumn Annals, he was basically the template of Guan Erye.

"Father."

"What's the matter?"

"My five-color stone has been worn out recently, so I want to go out and find some new stones."

This was nothing new. Deng Jiugong thought for a moment and said, "Go quickly and come back quickly."

"Yes."

Deng Chanyu's martial arts skills are not top-notch, but they are not bad either. Coupled with the world's best flying stone hidden weapon, there is no danger for her to go out alone.

After the gatekeeper opened the gate, she loosened the reins. After being tied up inside the pass for many days, her beloved horse neighed and, accompanied by Deng Chanyu's laughter, began to gallop wildly on the loess road.

　I really can't continue writing about Journey to the West. I wrote for a month, tried more than ten beginnings, and wrote almost 150,000 words, but I still couldn't find a good entry point. I really don't have the ability, so I can only switch to Fengshen. I would like to say sorry to my readers here!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)