Conferred Gods: Start with a Phoenix clone

Chapter 1046 Your Sister’s Kung Fu

Even though she had blocked out what she was about to say, Deng Chanyu remained very polite, acting like a newcomer. "Uncle Master, I've only been practicing for a short time, and I haven't mastered even one ten-thousandth of your many wonderful techniques. Please be merciful when we spar."

Fuxi looked like an elegant middle-aged man, and he was more polite.

"You are too kind, nephew. The Saint Lady never accepts disciples. Since she accepted me, you must have something unique. I, your uncle, am old but have wasted my life and achieved nothing. I am afraid I am no match for you. Please save some face for me when we fight."

Deng Chanyu wanted to destroy the Taiyi Wheel and resolve the matter here completely to prevent anyone from trying to take advantage of this broken thing next time.

Fuxi wanted to stop her, and the conflict between the two sides was irreconcilable.

After the formalities, the next step is to engage in discussion.

This was purely a contest between fellow disciples, so it was inappropriate to use magic weapons. The most important thing was that Deng Chanyu estimated that her uncle probably didn't have any magic weapons. Even if he did, they were with his main body. What kind of magic weapons would an incarnation guarding the temple need?

Emperor Fuxi had the River Map and Luoshu, which was actually the companion spiritual treasure of Emperor Jun. After Fuxi was reincarnated, Nuwa "borrowed" it from Kunpeng to help him prove his truth.

Now this incarnation of Fuxi should be in a state of poverty. Using magic weapons against him would be disrespectful to the elderly.

You can beat up an old man on the street at will, but this is Nuwa’s brother, so you can’t treat him as an ordinary old man.

Deng Chanyu's Daluo Dao Fruit was pushed to the extreme. The [Nine Heavens Yin and Yang Dao Sutra] allowed her to skip the transformation step of the Queen Nuwa's Dao body and directly enter the state of human body with snake tail. The extremely pure Xuanyin Qi spread all over her body.

Nuwa was formed from the innate chaotic Yin energy and was born with chaotic Yin energy. Deng Chanyu did not have this thing, but fortunately, the power of merit was indeed strong, and she managed to create a substitute.

The mysterious Yin energy fed back to her body, and her hair turned red and spread out completely. Her eyes were filled with a condensed sacred light, which was a trait that only a very few innate sacred beings could possess.

Fuxi was a little stunned.

In Deng Chanyu's eyes, she was simply a miniature version of Nuwa. If it weren't for the different appearance, she might have even thought that it was her saintly sister who had projected her soul directly over to her.

"Uncle Master, be careful!" Deng Chanyu raised her hand and slapped him.

With one palm, the stars were turned upside down, the mountains and rivers shifted, and the yin and yang spiritual energies changed at an extremely fast speed. The space of the Taiyi Temple was completely imprisoned, and then one space after another was born, and was destroyed by the great power in an instant, finally forming a space storm that swept everything.

Fuxi was shocked. Is this a sparring match? It feels like they're going to beat me to death!

As the Emperor Xi of the demon clan, he followed Di Jun and Tai Yi to fight against the ancestor of the witch clan. Naturally, he had seen the ancestor of the witch Di Jiang and also experienced the magical powers of this ancestor of space. At this time, Deng Chanyu's methods had a bit of the shadow of Di Jiang. He was experienced and could still deal with it.

Fuxi waved the pipa in his hand, plucking, pressing and lifting his fingers in the air. The dense space storms were resolved one by one by him, and finally all dispersed and returned to calm.

"Uncle-master is really amazing. Look at this move!" Deng Chanyu changed his palm into a fist, and the Xuanyin energy turned into substance, followed by a punch of extreme power!
Fuxi's fingers tapped rapidly in the air nine times in a row, forming a dense magic net. The huge force hit the net, and it was almost blocked. Deng Chanyu quickly changed her fist into a finger, pierced the net, and stabbed Fuxi with her finger, but after stabbing, she found that she had only pierced through a cloud.

"As expected of my teacher's elder brother, pure force or magic alone won't be enough. It seems we need to combine the strengths of both."

Deng Chanyu's fighting spirit was so high that even she was surprised. She hadn't noticed it before in the Nuwa Palace, but Nuwa's scripture actually had the ability to greatly enhance fighting spirit while keeping the spirit calm.

Fuxi raised one hand: "Nephew, please wait a moment!"

"???"

"You are using the Saint Mother's technique, right?"

"Not bad." Fuxi looked a little embarrassed. "How did you master the Dao Jing? Do you have any tricks?"

Is now the time to say this?

Deng Chanyu was a little confused about the personality and thinking of this uncle-master, but she did not communicate much with the Three Emperors of Huoyun Cave, and most of the time they just said polite words. She was not sure whether Fuxi in his past and present lives had the same personality.

She hesitated for a moment. "Are you talking about the Nine Heavens Yin and Yang Dao Sutra? There's no trick to it, right? I think it's okay, not too difficult."

Not too difficult?! Fuxi was dumbfounded.

He really wanted to explain the importance of the Great Dao Sutra given to Nuwa by Heaven. He had also been to the three lecture halls in Zixiao Palace and understood the method of beheading the three corpses.

He deduced very clearly that the problem with the Nine Heavens Yin and Yang Scripture was not that it was difficult to get started, but that it was impossible to get started. This was the scripture bestowed by Heaven specifically for Nuwa to become a saint.

Later, Nuwa tried to kill the three corpses, which was another matter. However, in the original plan of Honghuang Tiandao, the Nine Heavens Yin and Yang Dao Sutra could prove the way to Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian.

This scripture belongs to Nuwa and only to her. Not to mention outsiders, even her brother Fuxi cannot learn it.

He was very sure of his idea, but now he has completely denied it.
"Nephew, don't you realize that your magical power is extremely vast, and your combat power is much stronger than that of a Daluo Jinxian of the same level?"

Deng Chanyu thought about it and realized that she had not noticed it. The key point was that the number of Daluo Jinxian in Honghuang was not as many as before, and Hongjun had made various restrictions. It was becoming increasingly difficult for her to find an equally matched opponent.

If you really meet an opponent, wouldn't it be better to just use the Chaos Bell? Who wants to use mana to fight hard?

She quickly assessed her current combat power and concluded that it was roughly the same as that of Zhao Gongming, who was once at the peak of the Golden Immortal Realm. This was when neither side used innate spiritual treasures. If Old Zhao held the Qiankun Ruler and she only used her Taoist body to fight, she would not be able to win.

Fuxi's attitude became much more serious. "Let me see how much of the Saint Goddess's skills my nephew has learned. Perhaps a fool like me can also grasp the essence of this scripture through fighting with my nephew?"

Deng Chanyu nodded seriously: "If I could hear the truth in the morning, I would be happy to die in the evening."

Fuxi asked curiously, "Who said that? It's very insightful."

".I said so."

Wa Palace.

Nuwa was still watching the live broadcast with great interest.

She didn't say "stop fighting", because at this moment, the incarnation of her elder brother and the disciple whom she had taught a few times were fighting, and she was very calm. Just fight, it's no big deal.

You guys fight, I'm here to cheer you on.

The next moment, she frowned slightly, as if she was talking to someone, then she sighed softly, shook her shoulders, and a female Taoist priest wearing a green Taoist robe, with beautiful appearance and elegant temperament, walked out slowly from her soul.

Qingluan immediately bowed and said hello: "Greetings, Master Nüwang."

　呙, this word should be pronounced "guagua" here.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)