Conferred Gods: Start with a Phoenix clone

Chapter 1078 Deng Chanyu's Small Classroom

The little girl smiled innocently, pointing her finger to the east and then to the west, trying to get away with it. But when she saw "Big Pot" pursing his lips with a serious expression, she quickly lowered her head, grabbed a toy beside her, and acted as if nothing had happened.

Deng Chanyu scratched her head. "This kid wet the bed again! Why didn't you tell me in advance?"

In class, she must be taught a good lesson!
She was just about to use magic to clean it up when Daji coughed lightly. She was speechless. She had said she wanted to live an ordinary life, but now she had to live it even with tears in her eyes.

Okay, let's change the diaper! Let's change the sheets too!
"Old Cow, come and help me fetch water!"

"Biaozi? Biaozi! Don't sleep anymore, get up and help me find where I put the soapberry!"

The Niu Ma duo was woken up by her in the middle of the night and was ordered around by her.

Qingluan from the Empress Wa Palace heard that Deng Chanyu was going to give a lecture, so she made a special trip to Taiyuan Cave, hoping that she would bring little Qingluan with her when she gave the lecture.

Those in the Qingluan clan who are good-looking and have clear voices usually leave the clan at a very young age and serve as mounts for the fairies of all sizes in the prehistoric world. They are not very old when they go out to work, so they are relatively weak in cultural knowledge.

Qingluan solemnly asked Deng Chanyu, "The inheritance of our Qingluan bird clan was completely cut off during my uncle's generation. Afterwards, I took the remaining members of the clan to seek refuge with the Empress. Now that I think about it, I feel so ashamed of my ancestors."

The inheritance she mentioned was not the inheritance of bloodline and magical powers, but the cultural inheritance that was unique to the Qingluan bird clan.

Every ethnic group has its own culture. Once it loses its own unique culture, the ethnic group will be on the verge of extinction.

Now the cultural heritage of the Blue Luan Bird clan has been cut off with the death of her uncle.

As the king of birds, the Phoenix clan has the cultural heritage of these subordinate races.

Now the phoenix is ​​still in nirvana on the phoenix tree. The eighth level of nirvana will take eight years. Deng Chanyu retrieved some of the phoenix's memories and found that she could also teach these contents.

"Okay, then I'll teach you another one."

"Thank you."

"No matter what I'm thankful for, it's all my family."

There were three students in Deng Chanyu's small classroom, Yuanxiao, her own daughter and Xiao Qingluan.

He didn't teach Taoism or magical powers, but only some basic things, and also taught Xiao Qingluan some knowledge of their own clan.

Xiaowu was sitting in the stroller. She looked to the left and saw a familiar little sister, the little sister Xiao Qingluan, whom she secretly nicknamed the bullying bag.

Looking to the right, I saw Sister Yuanxiao, a fat girl who spoke very gently and had a good personality.

She waited for a while and found that "Big Pot" came in. She immediately stretched out her hands and gestured for a hug.

After picking up her baby girl and coaxing her for a while, Deng Chanyu officially started the class.

The main subjects of teaching are Xiao Qingluan and Yuanxiao, and his own daughter is taught as a side job.

Xiao Qingluan sat upright. It was not easy at all. After working for nothing for so many years in Mount Emei, she finally got some rewards. She must listen carefully and take notes carefully to find out all the wages that had been owed to her for more than ten years!

Deng Chanyu's fingers quickly sketched out a phoenix character in the air: "Do you recognize this character?"

Xiaowu was blowing bubbles from his mouth and having a lot of fun.

Yuanxiao looked at it very carefully, then shook her head. She studied very hard, but at present she was only at the level of reading Taoist scriptures. She was still a long way from learning advanced knowledge such as dragon seals and phoenix seals, or even divine texts.

Xiao Qingluan recognized it as Fengzhuan, but she didn't know what the specific characters were.

Deng Chanyu said, "This is the character '玉'. Who among you can form a word using the character 玉?"

"Jade disc!"

"Jade chopsticks." "Jade pot!"

"jade."

A variety of words popped up, and Deng Chanyu summarized that most of them were related to food.

The "Yuqing" she really wanted to hear did not appear. She had imagined the scene where she would make a tactical retreat when the three guys asked "Who is Yuqing", but the three idiots refused to cooperate.

I only teach them three Fengzhuan characters a day. I’m afraid they won’t be able to remember more than that.

After Feng Zhuan, she began to talk about the basic knowledge of formations. Xiao Qingluan and Yuanxiao were both from Yunxiao, and learning formations would be beneficial to them in every way.

After the formation, it was divination. Even though she explained it in a very basic way, the three little fools still had mosquito-repellent looks in their eyes, which showed that they were obviously dizzy.

"Okay, that's all for today's class."

Deng Chanyu was about to assign homework when the head maid Hong Xiao quietly walked in: "Miss, Lord Bingling is here. He said he wants to visit you and Empress Su."

Bingling Gong is Huang Tianhua. The full name of this official position is Bingling Gong of the Three Mountains and Five Peaks. He is in charge of many affairs of the Three Mountains and Five Peaks. In fact, this position is more like a secretary-general. He transfers the approval documents of the Emperor of Dongyue to the Emperor of Xiyue. The Emperor of Xiyue writes the word "read" and he sends it to the Emperor of Nanyue.

Running around here and there is a very tedious job.

It would be much easier for him if the Five Mountains were put together, but this is obviously impossible.

Huang Tianhua was on the Han camp during the Battle of the Gods. Because all his magic weapons were taken away by Guangchengzi, he was caught off guard and attacked by Han Zhixian. He died in the wind bag before he could even use 30% of his abilities.

Deng Chanyu felt that Huang Tianhua’s visit was related to Deng Jiugong’s previous visit to the Emperor of Mount Tai, so she couldn’t refuse to see him.

"Xiaohong, let him wait in the front hall first, and then bring him to the front hall to see me."

"Yes."

As soon as the maid left, Deng Chanyu called Xiao Qingluan and Yuanxiao, saying, "Today's class is over. Come and clean up with me first."

The scene that Nuwa of the Empress Nuwa Palace saw in the celestial mirror was that Deng Chanyu was making her fingers spin around, not to mention people, even a horse or a cow had to run to work.

"Shoes? Where are the shoes? Put all the shoes away!"

"Hurry up, Biaozi, go clean that door."

"Xiao Qingluan, look at how much dust there is on the table! Clean it up quickly!"

"This Ah Yu has made her own cave a mess. I must talk to her about it next time." Nuwa laughed when she saw the chaotic scene in Taiyuan Cave. Qingluan on the side pursed her lips and said nothing. How dare you say that?

Not long after, Huang Tianhua, wearing the formal robes of a celestial official, stepped into the front hall.

"Disciple Huang Tianhua pays homage to Uncle Master and Empress Su."

"No need to be so polite, please stand up quickly, nephew."

Huang Tianhua stood up and glanced at him out of the corner of his eye.

Daji is dressed in the palace attire of an ordinary female fairy, which is quite normal.

Deng Chanyu wore a lotus crown on her head, an eight-diagram purple ribbon fairy robe, sat high on a cloud bed, and held a jade ruyi in her hand.

Huang Tianhua: “???”

He was a disciple of Guangchengzi and had been to Yuxu Palace. At this time, he felt that the jade ruyi looked a little familiar, but he did not think much about it. He was deified in the List of Gods and had little connection with the Chan Sect.

(End of this chapter)