Conferred Gods: Start with a Phoenix clone

Chapter 1130: Shifting the blame
Duobao calculated with his fingers, but he got furious and couldn't figure out the reason.

He realized that something was wrong and made a prompt decision: if he couldn't figure it out, he wouldn't guess.

He instructed the Holy Mother of Fire Spirit, "Tell your Uncle Jinling that I, your master, have a sudden urge to go out and travel."

He left as soon as he said he would, without any delay. Following his premonition, he left the Biyou Palace and came to the Honghuang Continent.

Where to go? He didn't know. He only knew that staying in the Biyou Palace would not work. Many opportunities were geographically specific. Even if your name was written on the opportunity, it would be useless if you were separated by thousands of mountains and rivers. He wanted to wander around. Maybe he would come across a great opportunity.

Huh? Duobao actually came out of seclusion? Haotian, in the Tenth Heaven, immediately saw this scene through the Haotian Mirror. His gaze was a little sharp. Duobao noticed it and looked up in the direction of the Heavenly Palace. Haotian remained calm and composed, with no intention of explaining.

Haotian was heavy-hearted, and the fact that he was slashed by Yuxiao's sword before had caused his spiritual altar to be covered with dust. His state of mind was far less perfect than Duobao, who practiced both Buddhism and Taoism. At this moment, he could not guess Duobao's intention of coming out of seclusion.

He immediately decided to keep his troops in place and wait and see.

Taoist Duobao rode the cloud slowly and leisurely, as if he was touring the scenery of the Chinese land.

Suddenly, his inspiration was drawn, and he sensed something in the dark. A magnificent scene appeared before his eyes. It seemed that a beam of light shot straight into the sky. The next moment, auspicious air hung high in the sky, and nine purple airs stretched across the east and west, from the thirty-third heavens to the eighteen levels of hell. The entire world was infected by the purple air, and all living beings between heaven and earth were touched, regardless of good or evil. It was a supreme and great magnificence.

Duobao had seen this kind of scene during his Daluo Jinxian period. Which powerful person had attained the Hunyuan Daluo and obtained the authority of a saint?

Even his rock-hard mind couldn't help but panic for a moment. He had worked so hard to plan and put so much effort into it, and now he hadn't even stepped onto the track, and you told me it was all over? He was extremely unwilling to accept it!
The next moment, he gathered his thoughts and immediately woke up. He looked around again and saw no pillars of light or auspicious aura. He realized that this was some kind of warning, or even a scene from the future, and that he still had a chance.

Without any hesitation, he flew quickly in the direction of his inspiration.

Deng Chanyu took some time to persuade Hongmeng Ziqi.

If you had the complete Hongmeng Purple Qi, I wouldn't say anything to you. If you wanted to show off a 30,000-li purple qi, I'd just be licking your ass. Now you're getting married for the second time! I also took over a small part of it. We're just friends, so stop pretending to be a goddess in front of me!

Hongmeng Purple Qi is indeed incomplete. To make an inappropriate analogy, it has passed the first base stage and is now at second base. It is a bit inappropriate to pretend to be pure.

Both sides communicated patiently.

In the end, both sides took a step back.

Deng Chanyu was promised that this part of the Hongmeng purple energy would not reveal any grand visions and make the world know about it. It could give an early warning to those immortals who were qualified to compete for the Hongmeng purple energy. This signal was much clearer than the previous vague perception.

Deng Chanyu agreed with this and said, "Okay, as long as you don't let everyone know, I can accept everything else."

She pondered for a moment, then changed her tone. "I'm not unreasonable or afraid of competition. You want to display your power, don't you? Then, you can display it in a small area, first notifying those who are qualified to compete with me, and then create some strange phenomena. You don't need to notify ordinary people like the old man of the East Sea or the hunter of the West Mountain. What do you think?"

Hongmeng Ziqi felt a bit frustrated by having only a spiritual warning. Deng Chanyu's proposal was very much in line with his own wishes, and he immediately agreed. Two breaths later, a column of purple smoke rose above the Demon Master Hall, visible for thousands of miles.

Zhenren Huanglong looked at the purple smoke column rising above the hall and the auspicious clouds stretching for thousands of miles. For a moment, his expression was dull and his movements were slow.

Isn't it just taking some demon clan spiritual materials? Is that so serious?

He also admitted that the quality of these spiritual materials was extremely rare in the world. Many of them were already extinct or restricted by environmental factors, and were rare treasures that would be hard to be born again in the ancient times. But it shouldn't cause such a big fuss, right?

Nezha was quick and nimble and put two more bottles of the Resurrection Water into his pocket. His alchemy skills were very poor, but he knew that the Resurrection Water was an important ingredient in refining the Nine-Turn Golden Pill.

Huang Long stared at the sky blankly, and he also glanced over.

At first, there was no purple light column in the Demon Master's Hall. He was always on guard, so he could sense that when a certain object was born, it was still quite a distance away from the Demon Master's Hall. At the moment when that object was born, someone used the way of space to transfer the strange phenomenon to the Demon Master's Hall. The time interval between the two was less than two breaths. This was why Huang Long did not notice the abnormality at all.

"My friend, look at this," Huang Long asked, pointing at the purple column of smoke.

Nezha seemed a little impatient: "Did you trigger some trap? Or did you take something you shouldn't have? Don't worry about it. This is such a good opportunity. If you take too little, how will you cultivate in the future? Don't delay, take more."

Master Huanglong's lips trembled twice, and he joined the zero-yuan purchase action again.

The quality of the spiritual materials in the Demon Master Hall is so high that if he takes these things back, he will be able to break through the Golden Immortal Barrier and prove the Taiyi Dao Fruit in ten years at most. His original plan was to use two hundred years to accumulate and another three hundred years to break through this level.
This is definitely a windfall, and wasting time on it is a blasphemy to one's own conscience!

He didn't care anymore. Any spiritual material on the scene was more spiritual than the treasure that guarded the Magu Cave in Erxian Mountain. So naturally he would take whatever he saw.

Ten breaths later, Nezha, relying on his battlefield instincts, stopped what he was doing. "There's no time left. I feel it's getting more and more dangerous. Many powerful beings from the prehistoric world are about to descend upon this place. Brother, let's get going!"

"Are we leaving now?" Huang Long Zhenren was also extremely frightened. Few of the powerful people in the prehistoric times were reasonable. Fate? My fist is fate!
Seeing that there was still one-third of the spiritual materials left in the Demon Master's Hall, he felt a little uncomfortable. It would be great if all of them could be taken away!

Holding back his heartache, he shouted, "Go! Go now!"

He and Nezha rushed out of the Demon Master's Hall. The Poison Bee Swamp was still a ghostly place shrouded in poisonous fog. The range of their spiritual sense was only half of the usual range. The surroundings seemed extremely quiet, but they knew very well that the purple light column was too conspicuous and they didn't have much time left!

"Brother Taoist, let's run separately! If you have time in the future, you can come to Emei to chat." Nezha and Huanglong immediately disbanded their team, then identified a direction and started running wildly on the wind-fire wheels.

Master Huanglong: “???”

Wait, wait, why are you running so decisively?
Nezha was traveling quickly towards the west, apparently heading towards Mount Emei.

(End of this chapter)