Conferred Gods: Start with a Phoenix clone

Chapter 1101 Prison Break
Cell definitely didn't travel through time, and even if he did, he would just be a dish.

Deng Chanyu walked over to Old Bear and asked softly, "There's a strong Phoenix scent here. Did you encounter Lan Huang? Where is she?"

The old bear pointed at a nightmare tapir with a bulging belly. This creature was already fat, and now its huge belly was swollen like a balloon, and its limbs were almost invisible. When it noticed Deng Chanyu's eyes staring at it, the nightmare tapir wiggled its nose in a flattering manner.

"The Blue Phoenix was eaten?"

"It was the Blue Phoenix whose dream was eaten. That guy was so strong that he flew away after waking up!" The old bear was speechless. My little brother the Dream Tapir looked stupid at first glance. Could he do such a cruel thing?

"Oh!" Deng Chanyu nodded, then pointed her chin towards Yang Jian: "What's going on over there? Who is that child full of evil spirit? He looks like he has the aura of the Styx."

The old bear didn't know much, but Mingxiang might have felt that he was about to die, and after being captured, he had no choice but to talk. He kept telling his life story through roaring and cursing, and after piecing together the story, the old bear could understand the general idea.

"The Third Holy Mother's child? Was it aborted in advance?" Deng Chanyu remembered this. This was the ghost child she met when she and Yunxiao went to the Kingdom of Fuqiu.

His original spirituality was gone, and now he was full of blood. He was a pure blood god from beginning to end. His soul had been polluted, so it was no wonder that she didn't recognize him.

"What a pity! If I could cultivate the ghost path and become a ghost immortal, that might be a way out."

In the ancient times, when there was no six paths of reincarnation, some of the dead immortals took the path of ghosts. This is also a path for heaven, earth, humans, gods and ghosts.

Some old ghosts have been practicing for tens of millions of years. Although this road is rugged and difficult, it is said that the highest level among ghost immortals is only a Golden Immortal, but it is definitely better than becoming a Blood God.

When she heard that Yang Jian was going to kill Ming Xiang, she clasped her hands together in a mock manner and said, "Amitabha."

Duobao Taoist, who was listening to the story, also put his hands together and said, "Well done, well done."

"???" Old Bear also had the same doubts as Zhao Gongming before. He lowered his voice and asked, "Are you going to convert to Buddhism?"

"No? I'm fine, why would I join Buddhism?"

The clone of Moonlight Tathagata is even thinking about running away, so how could the real body possibly convert to Buddhism?

The old bear scratched his head: "Then what are you doing?"

"Buddha and Buddhism are two different things. Buddha is a kind of enlightenment and wisdom."

Deng Chanyu was sharing her experience with Moonlight Tathagata. In her opinion, Buddha can indeed effectively resist the erosion of demons.

Rāhu thinks he is a demon, but in fact he is wrong. The demon is also a kind of enlightenment and wisdom. Rāhu cannot represent the demon, and Buddhism cannot represent the Buddha.

After listening to a few words, Lao Xiong shook his head and said, "I like drinking and fighting. You'd better keep the Buddha for yourself."

Yang Jian finally killed Mingxiang with his own hands. The incarnation of the Blood God was just difficult to kill, not impossible.

He took out a bronze tripod. As a disciple of Jade Ding Zhenren, he was best at refining tripods.

The severely injured Mingxiang was placed in the cauldron, and the Samadhi True Fire burned fiercely. After a quarter of an hour, Mingxiang, who was unable to escape, was burned to ashes. Only a dagger made of the Tuwu Sword remained in the cauldron.

I destroyed a dagger like this when I dealt with Fairy Caiyun before, and now I have to do it again.

Those who could use the Samadhi True Fire used the flame to burn it, while Deng Chanyu and Duobao chanted scriptures to convert the human souls belonging to the Tuwu Sword in the dagger.

There was no merit from heaven, but Deng Chanyu felt that she had gained some power from incense.

She couldn't help but look up at the sky. With the sage gone, had the prehistoric world entered a completely new era? Would it no longer reward merit, but incense instead?

She didn't like this change, but Lao Deng wouldn't notify her when he updated the version, so it was useless to say anything.

The fog covering the East China Sea quickly dissipated, and several people separated in the East China Sea and returned to their homes.

Taoist Duobao never asked for the Ancestral Dragon Pearl fragments he borrowed, and Deng Chanyu never said she wanted to return them. The matter just "drove away" without any mention of it.

Yang Jian returned to Heaven to complete the mission. Although Deng Chanyu and others "intruded", he was not aware of it in advance. This mission was also successfully completed, and one of the three major achievements required to resurrect Yang Chan was completed.

Haotian felt that his adopted nephew was lucky enough to meet a nosy immortal to help him. Most of his thoughts were now on the saint leaving the prehistoric world. Even if he was given the Nine-Turn Resurrection Pill directly, it would not be a big deal, so he was too lazy to fuss over such trivial matters.

"Okay, that's a great accomplishment for you."

"Thank you, Your Majesty. I will take my leave."

Just as Yang Jian was about to leave, Haotian stopped him, "Master Qingyuan Miaodao, how did that disciple from the Blood Sea break the seal and release the Mirage Dragon?"

Yang Jian thought that it was better to have less trouble than more. He knew that there was a mastermind behind this matter. He didn't intend to say anything unless Haotian asked. Now that he asked, he could only tell the truth.

He recounted the whole series of events, including how Mingxiang found the secret space and used the dragon's blood to break the seal.

"Oh? How does Qingyuan Miaodao Zhenjun think this matter should be investigated?"

"I really don't know."

Haotian stared at him. Yang Jian lowered his head, unable to discern his expression. "Thank you for your hard work, Master. Please go down."

"My minister retire."

Yang Jian took big steps, left Heaven and returned to Meishan.

Haotian thought for a while and called Wu Qu Xingjun Dou Rong, "My dear minister, please go to the Heavenly Prison and see if Zhulong is still in there."

"The minister obeys the order."

A quarter of an hour later, Dou Rong rushed in in a panic: "Your Majesty! Your Majesty, something terrible has happened! That Dragon Clan criminal, Zhulong, has somehow broken free from his shackles and escaped!"

Haotian looked very angry and was furious in the Lingxiao Palace. He issued a series of decrees on the spot. The core meaning was only one: arrest the serious criminal Zhulong!

After the ministers left, the anger on his face disappeared instantly.

Born to control the Avenue of Time, the Zhulong who was previously said to have gone mad ran away. Why did he run away? Wasn't it because the saints were not around, and the Heavenly Court lacked deterrence?
Zhulong's own cultivation level is comparable to that of a quasi-saint who has killed two corpses. Coupled with his mysterious time ability, it is reasonable for Zhulong to escape.

But the question is, did this guy just escape, or did he escape a long time ago? Is he related to the breaking of the seal of the Mirage Dragon?
The dragon clan said before that this guy’s clone was swept away by the river of time, and the remaining part of his mind could not maintain the power to control time, so he went crazy. Now he doesn’t look crazy at all.

Haotian and Zhulong are of similar level. The other party controls time, which widens the gap between them. Haotian calculated for a long time but could not figure out Zhulong's plan.

The saints could threaten his throne before and suppress many powerful people in the prehistoric world. Now this deterrent power has completely disappeared.

(End of this chapter)