Conferred Gods: Start with a Phoenix clone

Chapter 1085 Daji's Worry

Dang Kang thought Deng Chanyu was the Phoenix, so he casually spoke to his friends in the same tone as he usually did, saying, "Uncle Xiong didn't find anything. He said he was going to find the Dream Tapir Clan, maybe they could get more information. But Uncle Chi You over there did tell us a lot."

Deng Chanyu listened attentively. The immortals pursued freedom and happiness, and wanted longevity. In terms of willpower alone, they were not as strong as the great wizards of the same level.

Faced with this strange fog, the immortals used their magic power to repel the fog out of their bodies, while Chi You relied on his willpower to hold on for a long time. He was definitely the one who had first-hand information.

Dang Kang casually said, "Uncle Chi You said that he saw a blue bird over a hundred feet long flying across the sky in the depths of the fog, a giant dragon dwelling in the marshes, a Qilin hiding under the cliffs, and then there were humans, endless humans, as well as witches, demons, and so on."

A blue bird over a hundred feet long? Deng Chanyu immediately thought of the fifth of the nine sons of Yuan Feng, Lan Huang.

Among the nine sons of Yuan Feng, the sixth, Peacock Kong Xuan, was born when Yuan Feng had already fallen into Luofeng Slope. The bird clan was defeated and Yuan Feng was almost dead and his clan was wiped out.

The sixth Peacock, the seventh Dapeng, the eighth Thunderbird and the ninth Dafeng actually did not participate in the war between the three tribes.

The first five participated in the bloody battle between the three tribes.

The eldest sister, Jin Feng, was the strongest and died the earliest. According to the information Deng Chanyu currently has, her soul fell into the hands of Yuanshi Tianzun after her death. It seems that she received the promise of entering the Taoist sect and has now been reincarnated.

The second sister Caifeng had her lifespan wasted by Zhulong, and she eventually died. Her remaining soul became Deng Chanyu's clone.

The third brother, Huo Feng, became the Lord of Vermillion Bird and is now enjoying the blessings of 007.

The fourth one, Xue Huang, is now practicing in the Undead Volcano.

The whereabouts of the fifth brother, Lan Huang, is unknown.

Deng Chanyu touched Dang Kang's bald head and said, "This news is very important. Tell Chi You that I will not arrest him. If he feels that the underworld is not a place for him to live, he can hide in the North Sea or the West. I'm leaving now. I'll tell Lao Xiong to quickly find the Mengmo tribe."

"Oh," Dang Kang said, looking at the old bear being chased by Chi You in a daze. "Will this end soon?" he thought. "What should I say?"

He thought for a while and felt something strange on the tree. When he turned around, he found that the "Phoenix" had disappeared silently.

Daji was wearing the crown of the King of Fengdu and writing the verdict meticulously. At the same time, she was judging the ghosts in the audience according to their past lives. Those who had committed serious crimes would go to the eighteen levels of hell, and those who had committed no crimes would be sent directly to the six reincarnations.

The big white dog Di Ting assisted in the investigation because the information recorded in the Book of Life and Death was very limited and the officials in the underworld had no ability to handle government affairs, so they mostly fooled around. If the ghost on trial committed one crime during his lifetime, they would draw a red line, and if he committed two crimes, they would draw two red lines.

This recording method is too crude. The various files brought over by the ghost are as if they do not exist. Without knowing the specific charges, crimes and degree of harm, there is no way to judge. At this time, careful listening is needed to provide clues.

Di Ting didn't dare to say a word when facing the real and fake Monkey King, and he couldn't stick to his principles when facing the tyranny of Deng Chanyu, but he was very capable when facing a group of wandering ghosts.

Di Ting turned his head warily and saw the bad guy who had persuaded the hostess to go home and give birth to human cubs.

"Hey, I haven't seen you for a while. You've grown bigger!" Deng Chanyu reached out to touch the dog's head, but Di Ting stepped back without giving her any face.

The Di Ting before was about the size of a fox, but now it is as big as a foal. Can it be used as a mount?

"Don't bother me, I'm busy. Di Ting, come over here, sister." Daji waved, and Di Ting flew out of the clutches of the great demon Deng Chanyu. He came to Daji's left, poking his head out and baring his teeth at Deng Chanyu in a show of defiance. "You damned dog!" Deng Chanyu grabbed the pen holder on the desk and threatened to strike. Di Ting was terrified. He couldn't withstand the might of the Golden Immortal, and most of his body was hidden behind Daji, trembling.

Daji ignored it. Di Ting was very funny when he was a child, or rather, all animal cubs were funny. As he grew up, Di Ting became more and more like a stupid dog.

She kept writing the judgment in her hand. While the ghost was sorting the files, she asked, "Is Xiaowu been behaving well at home? Did he poop yesterday?"

Deng Chanyu sighed, "She held it in for two days, and finally pooped yesterday morning. But yesterday at noon she snatched a bamboo from Tuantuan, and by the time I found her, she had already eaten a third of it."

"You just watch her eat?"

"I tried to rob her, but I couldn't beat her. I even beat Tuan Tuan up for it!"

Daji asked a lot of questions such as "Did you take Xiaowu out for a walk in the morning?" and "Did you tell Xiaowu a story before he went to bed on time in the evening?"

Deng Chanyu smiled and comforted her: "Everything is fine at home. We have enough food and drink."

The ghost messenger carried the files to the next room, and Daji suddenly stopped writing: "You said... if Xiaowu fell asleep..."

During these three days in the underworld, she saw too many people who fell asleep and never woke up. Intellectually, she believed in the formation of Mount Emei and Deng Chanyu's methods, but emotionally, she was still very worried. If one day she suddenly saw a child with a bloody face appear in front of her, she felt that she would not be able to survive.

This fog is visible but intangible. No one knows where it came from, and most importantly, it penetrates every pore.

Those who die now are all in their seventies and eighties, but what about the future?
If the situation becomes increasingly worse, can Mount Emei withstand it?

Deng Chanyu assured her: "Don't worry, I will send Xiaowu to the Wahuang Palace in a while and ask the teacher to help me take care of him for a while."

Hearing her say Nuwa's name, Daji felt much more relieved.

That’s the great goddess Nuwa, the Holy Mother of the human race. This damn fog won’t chase her beyond the thirty-three heavens, right?

In fact, Niangniang Pingxin can also provide shelter for the child. It’s not a big deal. However, a one-year-old child is not suitable to enter the underworld. The yin energy here is too heavy, and Niangniang Pingxin cannot leave the underworld. Sending him to the Wa Palace is the best choice now.

"Go quickly, I don't have anything to do here, go quickly, go quickly!"

Daji kept urging her, so Deng Chanyu left the underworld and returned to Mount Emei.

She was afraid of troubling Teacher Nuwa too much, as she knew how noisy children of this age could be. After some consideration, she decided to bring Xiao Qingluan along as well. She wanted to send Xiao Qingluan to meet her aunt, reminisce about the past, chat, and help take care of the child.

"Junior Master, should I change into something more formal?"

"Little Master, what should I say when I see the Saint Mother?"

"Little Uncle"

(End of this chapter)