Conferred Gods: Start with a Phoenix clone

Chapter 1084: The Loyal Han and the Ganoderma Lucidum

Deng Chanyu treated her old friend well. She casually took out a black pill to help Fei Zhong stabilize his soul.

She no longer took charge of the Han Dynasty's political affairs, but she knew a little about some recent events, many of which were mentioned by Deng Jiugong some time ago.

Whitewashing Fei Zhong was what some literati in the Han Dynasty did.

If the new dynasty has a wise ruler and virtuous ministers, then the previous dynasty must have had a foolish ruler and treacherous ministers. What's going on now that a treacherous minister from the previous dynasty has appeared in the new dynasty?
Either let him commit suicide, or he must be cleared of all charges.

Fei Zhong was willing to spend money, so he naturally embarked on the road of whitewashing himself. He tried hard to whitewash himself, which eventually alarmed the new king Deng Xiu. Deng Da looked through his sister's words and found a sentence that said "When the king is wise, his ministers are virtuous; when the king is foolish, his ministers are treacherous", which put the final nail in the coffin for Fei Zhong.

Fei Zhong was a treacherous minister to King Zhou, but he became a wise minister in the Han Dynasty. While stepping on King Zhou's feet, he was also able to raise the political status of the Deng family.

This guy has now retired as a loyal Han official. It is neither reasonable nor moral to pretend not to know him.

"Tell me, Doctor Fei, how did you die?"

Fei Zhong thought about it seriously, then said with a bitter look: "Princess, I really don't know what's going on, but it seems...it seems that..."

"What is it?"

"It seemed like I had a dream, and then I ended up here."

Deng Chanyu randomly called two ghosts over to ask, and without exception, they all died in their dreams.

This shouldn't be the case. Why didn't such a large-scale death trigger a counterattack from humanity?
She calculated with her fingers for a moment, and the result was a bit scary. The human destiny was blocked, but not completely.

Only a tiny bit of the fog's power entered Shenzhou, specifically targeting old men. Now all those who died were in their seventies and eighties. If these powers were allowed to continue to be infused, after a while, the targets of death would become those in their sixties and seventies, and then would descend little by little, eventually dragging all living beings into the underworld.

Seeing her gaze return to him, Fei Zhong, a ghost, slid down to his knees with incredible skill: "Please, Princess, save my life! I am willing to give away all my wealth!"

Deng Chanyu was at a loss for words. What use would I have for your property?
However, these words reminded her of her "green years". At that time, she would be very happy if she could just "pick up" some money. Now her threshold for happiness is getting higher and higher.

This matter had no cause and effect for her, but for the sake of their old friend, she decided to help.

"Okay, I'll sell you a Ganoderma Lucidum. If you eat it, you can be resurrected. As for the price..." She didn't know how to price it, so after thinking for a while, she said, "10 million!"

Fei Zhong is almost ninety years old. Even if he is resurrected, he will not live for many years.

Ganoderma lucidum can prolong life to a certain extent, but it will not allow him to exceed the upper limit of mortal lifespan.

Fei Zhong was greedy for money and afraid of death. Between sacrificing his life and sacrificing his wealth, he chose to give up the latter. It was good enough to be alive. Living one more day was a gain.

"I'll pay for it, I'll pay for it, ten million taels, no problem!"

Deng Chanyu nodded: "Okay, Doctor Fei is still so straightforward."

She took out a magical herb and gestured, "Look, this magical herb can bring you back to life. I'll give it to your granddaughter who's studying martial arts in Mount Li, and ask her to save you."

Kunlun Mountain covers an area of ​​hundreds of millions of miles. Here, Ganoderma lucidum is basically a weed. The White Crane Boy has to organize people to weed it from time to time.

Deng even took the elixir of the Chanjiao sect, so pulling out a few grasses was no big deal. This kind of grass was everywhere in the mountains and plains, and there was as much as she wanted. In her case, it was just fodder for feeding cows and horses, and it was worthless.

She flicked her finger, and a Ganoderma lucidum that looked to be of very good quality broke through the space and fell into the hands of the female disciple of the Fei family in Mount Li.

The Han dynasty still "governed the world with filial piety." The Fei family's female disciple received a telepathic message from her, learned the whole story, and burst into tears. She then went to beg the Old Mother of Mount Li to let her go down the mountain to rescue her grandfather. The Old Mother of Mount Li glanced in Deng Chanyu's direction and nodded, saying, "Go."

As soon as Deng Chanyu entered the door, she saw Chi You beating Lao Xiong.

The old bear could only fight back two or three times out of ten moves. At this time, he was like a nimble fat man, jumping up and down, being chased everywhere.

Several Yama Kings and ghost generals who had temporarily retreated to rest by pretending to be sick were cheering them on.

Everyone looked so excited that they couldn't wait to go down and show off a few moves themselves.

Unfortunately, it’s working hours in the underworld and fighting is not allowed!

Several Yama Juns punched the air, muttering, "Oh, this move is too slow" and "Idiot, it's obviously a feint, can't you see that?"

The pursuit by Lao Xiong and Chi You threw the Eighth and Ninth Palaces of the Ten Palaces into chaos.

If someone else dared to disrupt the order of the underworld like this, they would have taken action long ago, but they can't do that now.

Chi You, needless to say, was a pure Wu Clan Great Shaman, a true brother! Old Bear and his mount remained close to this day. He practiced Wu Clan techniques and was quite skilled in combat, making him half Wu Clan. Their battle was a pure Wu Clan civil war, a thrilling spectacle for the officials of the underworld. If the environment and timing weren't so unsuitable, they would have joined the fray, too. They didn't care who their opponent was or what the reason was; they simply enjoyed the thrill of this life-or-death struggle.

"Don't run! I'm going to skin you alive today!"

"Stop right there! If you're a man, fight me to the death!"

Chi You chased and scolded him.

Lao Xiong also has his own explanation.

"I already apologized!"

"I saved your life! You're so ungrateful!"

"I saved your life!"

Deng Chanyu also stood by and watched for a while. For the human race, this kind of trick of splitting mountains and splitting rocks, wishing the opponent to die on the spot, is a life-and-death battle, but for the witch clan, many times this is a way to show goodwill. Everyone hasn't seen each other for a long time, and the relationship between them is a little unfamiliar, so after a fight, even if they are broken and bloody, I admire you, you respect me, and the relationship is restored to normal.

This is the value system of the Wu Clan. They are not willing to change, and they cannot change.

Is this the case now? She couldn't say for sure. Anyway, the old bear had thick skin and flesh, so a few cuts wouldn't kill it.

She waved to Dang Kang and Zou Wu who were watching the fun from the side.

When Kang transformed into a bald little fat man, sitting on a tree and eating, Zou Wu turned into a little girl in colorful clothes, with several young girls from the Wu tribe beside her, chattering away, and no one knew what they were talking about.

Deng Chanyu turned into a phoenix and instantly appeared beside Dang Kang. She touched his bald head and it felt pretty good.

She asked bluntly, "What's going on here, Old Bear? Have you found anything?"

When Kang glanced at her, it seemed that her temperament was different, but in other aspects she was exactly the same as Fenghuang, with the same tone, movements and habits.

(End of this chapter)