Conferred Gods: Start with a Phoenix clone

Chapter 1142 Ancient Corpse
The three Taoists who were preparing to seize the opportunity disappeared without a trace. Daji was not surprised, but she was surprised by the means involved.

He was also a genuine Golden Immortal and a disciple of a genuine saint, but he didn't see any clues or detect any traces.

Normally, even if someone is gone, the sound of their laughter would still linger for a few breaths, but this time even the laughter disappeared instantly. She couldn't help but ask, "How did you do that?"

Deng Chanyu gestured like a little turtle crawling on the ground. "I'll use harassment flies to sneak up on them. They're magical invisible creatures. People without a certain level of luck can't see them at all. They can get in through their ears and quickly eat their brains!"

Xiaowu was frightened and quickly covered his ears, his big eyes full of horror.

Daji patted someone and said, "Tell the truth."

Deng Chanyu suddenly lost interest. "Well, I used a very small spatial vibration to completely decompose them from the spatial level."

Daji took out the Book of Life and Death, glanced at it, and asked.

"The three people's death records have all disappeared, so let's just record them as missing."

"Row!"

The three souls are said to be the property of the prehistoric world. After death, they will be reincarnated and reborn before dying again. In this life, they are human, in the next life, they are pigs, and in the next life, they may be trees, and they will circulate forever within the prehistoric world.

The current "disappearance" is considered a permanent loss.

But this is not a big problem. Nowadays, the Jiejiao sect uses a lot of living people to refine souls. "Missing" three or 30,000 is a common occurrence.

Deng Chanyu added, "It's on the East China Sea side."

Daji rolled her eyes at her and said, "Yunxiao is so good to you and treats you like his own sister, but you turn around and blame the "bad debt" on Jiejiao. You are so heartless."

She quickly wrote two notes and didn't say it directly, but if she reconciled the accounts, it would be easy to blame the deaths of these three Taoists on the Jiejiao side.

The underworld has so many official duties to deal with every day, and all the Yama Kings are in the advanced stage of procrastination. They don’t want to go to work if they can avoid it. Only a few unlucky ones come out to work every day.

Even if you can see the problem, who knows where this person disappeared to? You said he was killed by the Jie Religion, but didn't the Jie Religion object? So let it be the Jie Religion.

In just the time of an incense stick, Deng Chanyu eliminated three groups of immortals who came to seize the opportunity. The leader of the last group looked immortal, with a feather crown and a crane cloak, and there were some traces of Taoist magic from the Five-Zhuang Temple on Wanshou Mountain. She treated them all equally and dealt with them all.

But we can't let them go to the underworld. If they let the cat out of the bag in the King of Hell's Palace, the matter of the Hongmeng Purple Qi will be completely exposed.

After Deng Chanyu completed the collection work and completely absorbed this trace of Hongmeng purple energy, the celestial phenomena caused by the birth of the treasure also disappeared.

She also tried to use the Avenue of Space to seal off this bit of Hongmeng purple energy, not wanting the celestial phenomenon to attract the immortals from the surroundings, but the sealing effect was really average, and she needed to study it further.

If it is really impossible to cover it up, then we can only use the most stupid method, which is to gather all the things with Hongmeng purple energy together, and then absorb them all after they are all collected.

If they did this, they would definitely be exposed. Deng Chanyu knew Hongjun too well, so even if she concealed the truth perfectly, it would be useless. Duobao, Haotian, and the like would definitely jump out from their corners to stop them.

Deng Chanyu will fight a battle with all the powerful people in the prehistoric world who think they are qualified to become saints. If she wins, she will become the target of public criticism, even more miserable than the crown prince for fifty years. She will wonder every day who will harm her. This process will continue until the day she attains the Dao of Hunyuan. If she loses, she will escape to the Queen Wa Palace!

This is really the only solution, and now we have to continue with the stealth treasure-stealing mode.

She took out the map and put a red cross on her location to indicate that she had searched it.

With the guidance of Grandpa Daozu and the preliminary work completed by Qin Yuan, she could go directly there. Although it wouldn't be as easy as taking something out of a bag, at least it wouldn't be a big deal.

It is too difficult to find these scattered Hongmeng purple qi now.

Even if she herself controls 70% of the Hongmeng purple energy, the Hongmeng purple energy scattered everywhere is not even one percent, let alone one thousandth.

Even so, the search was still extremely vague. Divination was completely useless, and even the River Map and Luoshu could not figure it out. She had to search within a million miles every time.

The time it took for the Hongmeng Purple Qi to separate was too long. This thing itself was incredibly spiritual, and it would naturally change over a long period of time.

Some turned into stones, some merged into the river, and even turned into all kinds of strange things. There is nothing that cannot be transformed, only things that cannot be imagined. This requires Deng Chanyu to search carefully as if he were scraping the ground.

"Is this the previous host of that thing? There's nothing magical about it at all." Daji continued to cover her daughter's eyes and looked at the object that had just risen from the bottom of the lake.

This is a corpse that has been submerged at the bottom of the sea for who knows how many years. Judging from the pelvis, it should be a female. The most amazing thing is that there is no trace of spiritual practice on the corpse.

In other words, this is a mortal.

Deng Chanyu nodded. "Perhaps he was contaminated by that thing at birth, or perhaps it was for some other reason. Unfortunately, this host's own fortune was too poor. He possessed a treasure, but was unable to channel its power. In the end, he lived a life of mediocrity, buried deep in the mountains. Millions of years passed, the sea turned into mulberry fields, the mountains collapsed, and only then was this lake formed before our eyes."

Daji was thoughtful and felt that it was a pity for this unknown woman. The difference between immortal and mortal made her miss a gift that could completely rewrite her own destiny.

Deng Chanyu silently sank the corpse back to the bottom of the lake. She had nothing to say. Without Hongjun's permission, no matter how good your fortune was, it would be useless.

"Let's go, let's take a boat down the Xiang River. By the way, do you want to go to Jizhou to see our father?"

Mentioning Old Man Su, Daji thought of the old man's indecisiveness and said stiffly, "No!"

Searching for something of unknown shape within a radius of millions of miles is a very tiring job. Deng Chanyu and her colleagues cannot search in a high-profile manner. In addition to their busy work, they also need to relax themselves.

“It takes ten years to be able to cross the river in the same boat, a hundred years to be able to sleep on the same pillow. If we are lucky enough to spend a thousand years together, we will be old and together.” Deng Chanyu and Daji had nothing to do, so they sang on the boat. Xiaowu didn’t quite understand the content of the song, so he thought Baba and Mama were silly.

Occasionally, when they called their "wife" or "husband" affectionately, Xiao Wu felt contemptuous. It was so boring. Don't you think of hugging me?
But when we sang "La La La La La La", she also became interested. I know this! She clapped her hands and started to sing along.

(End of this chapter)