Conferred Gods: Start with a Phoenix clone

Chapter 1179: Lady Pingxin is about to convene a Zhongyuan Dharma Assembly
If the immortals in the ancient times want to break through from their original realm to a higher realm, there are generally only a few ways.

If there is no road ahead, it means that you are not prepared enough and need more external conditions, such as taking some rare treasures or refining pills.

If you feel anxious before a breakthrough, it means that you have inner demons or problems with your state of mind. At this time, you need to cultivate your mind and calm yourself down.

If there is insufficient stamina, it means that the foundation is not solid and needs to be improved.

If Yang Mei's control over the Dao was strong enough, he would have the possibility of being promoted to the true Heavenly Dao level. He wanted to go further, but realized that his foundation was still very weak. Of course, this is a relative statement, which he made by comparing himself.

Once the two avenues of time and space are integrated, they will be able to make up for his foundation and allow him to go higher.

Unfortunately, he realized this problem a little too late.

He had gone too deep into the Way of Space. Even if he had comprehended the key to the Way of Time, the overly powerful Way of Space could not be integrated with the weak Way of Time. Yang Mei could not possibly give up his efforts and start over, as that would be too foolish. While he was hesitating, Luohou and Zhulong each obtained a part of the Way of Time during this period.

The time that Luohou is in charge is mainly reflected in its breadth. His own timeline runs through the entire prehistoric world, and no one can kill him. If you kill the current Luohou, he will be resurrected in the next moment. There is no other way to deal with Luohou except to seal him.

The part that Zhulong controls is the pursuit of depth, and the way of time in his hands is more inclined towards combat, the kind of killing that happens indiscriminately.

Hongjun used the authority of Heaven to seal the Avenue of Time. Except for these two pioneers, later generations can no longer set foot on this avenue.

Deng Chanyu had some vague guesses about the circular space before. She didn't know to what extent Yang Mei had studied the laws of time and space. She was curious, but she didn't dare to look.

This secret is a bit big, and now is obviously not the time to reveal it.

She wasn't even sure she could kill the three corpses, so there was no need for her to think about matters of the Heavenly Dao level. It was too far away. If there was a chance, she could study it in the next eighty-one years.

The Heavenly Palace suffered a severe blow, and a bunch of civil and military officials were demoted from the thirty-third heaven to the tenth heaven. There was no shortage of discussions in all parts of the prehistoric world. Haotian could not yet talk about the Chaos Demon God, and urged Wen Zhong to train the Zhoutian Star Fighting Array every day, causing a stir inside and outside the court.

With the Heavenly Palace in such chaos, the Treasure Competition and the Peach Banquet naturally could not be held.

Deng Chanyu didn't care. She was tired of eating the peaches.

But she cannot represent all the immortals in the ancient times.

Those gods who had to eat one meal for three years were very depressed. In previous years, they could eat the food from the heaven, so who would they eat this year? They couldn't just starve like this, right?
Just when the immortals in the ancient times were wondering where to go for a meal this year, news came from the underworld that the reclusive Lady Pingxin was planning to hold the Zhongyuan Dharma Assembly on July 15th, and all the immortals in the ancient times who were interested could participate.

After hearing the news, everyone felt mixed emotions.

The food in the underworld is definitely not as good as the food in heaven. For a group of immortals who believe in fate and destiny and have no doubts about them, going to the underworld to eat on the Ghost Festival is obviously not a suitable day to hold a banquet.

But they were going to hold the event on the Ghost Festival, so they just wanted to eat and drink for free and couldn't be picky.

Some immortals in poor health declined the invitation of the ghost messengers from the underworld, as they were afraid that they would be sent away in one go.

Those who were strong and couldn't even find a single spiritual material in their bodies accepted the invitation and said they would definitely come! They would rather die at the scene of the Dharma Assembly!
"Is there an invitation for me?" Deng Chanyu asked.

The green-faced, fang-toothed ghost officer hesitated, not knowing how to explain. "Why would a family member like you need an invitation? Don't make trouble." Daji waved her hand, and the ghost officer disappeared in a flash as if he had been pardoned.

Deng Chanyu kept shaking her head. She felt a little uncomfortable going to the underworld to eat on Ghost Festival. Her family was not starving, so she would not miss this meal.

Besides, I am a great immortal in the late stage of Daluo Jinxian. If you invite me, you should at least give me an invitation. There is always room for negotiation whether to go or not. Now those straight men in the underworld have directly classified her as a family member without saying a word. For the sake of Daji's face, she has no choice but to go.

"Alas," she sighed softly. To be honest, she didn't want to go to the underworld, mainly because Dijiang might be there. If she fought with Dijiang in the middle of the Dharma Assembly, it would be very ugly regardless of whether she won or lost.

She still expressed her concerns: "Did the Queen invite Dijiang?"

Daji shook her head: "I don't know. Don't worry, the Great Ancestral Shaman is generous, smart and wise. He won't take your little grudge to heart."

Deng Chanyu remained silent, saying that the witch filter in Daji's eyes was too strong.

A bold personality? He is indeed bold when he fights without caring about anything.

Smart and wise? He kept fighting despite repeated failures, and banging his head against the Chaos Bell seemed very wise.

That little bit of a conflict? If we ignore the fact that the other party is the Great Ancestral Witch, and Deng Chanyu is in charge of the demon-summoning flag on behalf of Nuwa, this conflict is indeed not a big deal.

Her protests were ineffective, so she could only agree to go to the underworld with Daji to attend the Zhongyuan Festival.

If Deng Chanyu goes to the underworld, Moonlight Tathagata will not be able to come. She can just avoid the "Ullambana Festival" that Ksitigarbha is going to hold. Moonlight has no roots in the underworld. If she rashly comes to Ksitigarbha's territory, it will seriously weaken her authority. It's good like this now.

Time soon came to July 14th. After obtaining permission from the Heavenly Court, the boundless soul fire returned to the human world with its longing for the living.

In Luoyi, the capital of the Han Dynasty, although it was known that Deng Jiugong was enjoying himself outside every day, the 85-year-old Emperor Deng Xiu still held a grand ceremony to worship him, paying homage to all eight generations of ancestors. After all, this was a country that ruled the world with filial piety.

This time, Empress Pingxin used the authority of a genuine saint. She sent back everything that mortals missed and the deceased also cared about. Although it was only for one day, it was also extremely precious.

Kunlun Mountains.

"Junior brother, is this really you? You should be completely annihilated." Jiang Ziya's words were incoherent.

Guangchengzi's condition showed no improvement, and he couldn't leave. Today's Yuxu Palace was no longer the Yuxu Palace of the past. He was taking a walk in the place where he used to chop wood, and the sudden appearance of a ghost moved him.

The Taoist priest with a sinister face, a slightly harsh look, black hair and a long beard was like a shadow, watching him from afar.

"So what if it is, and so what if it isn't?" Shen Gongbao floated in front of him and looked him over. "Finally, you became an immortal? Haha, your wish has been fulfilled. You have no regrets in this life, right?"

Jiang Ziya shook his head. He used to think becoming an immortal was great, but what about now? It can only be said that immortals have more troubles!

(End of this chapter)