Conferred Gods: Start with a Phoenix clone

Chapter 1192: The gift given in the past, the bridge we travel across today
Yang Jian smiled with a hint of sarcasm. He went straight to guard the gate of Xuanming, the ancestor of ice. This was the gate that Guanyin Bodhisattva entered. He and Guanyin Bodhisattva had always had a good relationship, so it was reasonable for him to help. As for the members of the Xianjiao? Well, they can only wish for good luck.

Deng Chanyu in the trial field was unaware of the changes outside. She was focused on breaking through. At first, she was worried that Duobao, Bianbian Big Brother and others would get there first, but later she really couldn't care less.

In the sixth level, he defeated Yuan Feng with the more abundant Nanming Lihuo, and in the seventh level, he faced Luohou.

This is not Luohou, the demon who has been passed down for three generations and is increasingly unable to keep up with the times, so that he is ridiculed again and again, but the Western hero who competes with Hongjun for the opportunity to become a saint.

The former Luohou, holding the God-killing Spear, was extremely powerful. However, Houtu and Shi Qilin did not have a deep memory of him. In addition, due to limited conditions, they could only replicate 20% to 30% of his level. The God-killing Spear in Luohou's hand was just a passing shadow, not having one-tenth of the power of the real God-killing Spear. Deng Chanyu chanted the Buddha's name repeatedly until her voice became hoarse, and only then did she suppress the opponent's evil thoughts and win the victory with difficulty.

In the eighth level, she met Tongtian Sect Master!

The good news is that this is not the Tongtian Master from the saint period. The bad news is that this Tongtian Master has definitely reached the realm of beheading two corpses.

This was the most difficult level for Deng Chanyu. Tongtian Patriarch was really good at fighting, and the ancestor of the witch clan could also fight, but the ancestor of the witch clan used more physical strength and bloodline magical powers. They looked down on spells and were not good at using spells. Tongtian Patriarch was just a combat mage. Spells, magical powers, and swordsmanship were just a means for him. Any means could be used as long as they could defeat the enemy.

The Honghuang Immortal's beheading of two corpses and the Tongtian Patriarch's beheading of two corpses are not the same concept. Perhaps Deng Chanyu herself has reached the stage of beheading two corpses and can fight against the Tongtian Patriarch, but it is definitely not possible now.

She deliberately exposed her flaw, causing the Qingping Sword to pierce her shoulder. She held on to the Qingping Sword tightly. Tongtian Sect Master was reluctant to give up his magic weapon for proving his way, and hesitated for a moment. She pierced it with a sword in her backhand, and completely crushed this incarnation of memory.

She was injured, seriously.

She recuperated in the trial field for a year, barely recovering 60% to 70% of her strength before she pushed open the last door.

She was stunned as she looked at the monster that looked like a giant tree of flesh and blood.

Branch-like tentacles swept over her, and she quickly used space teleportation to dodge.

It is necessary to avoid it, because the branches seem to be whipping, but when you get closer, you will find that this thing will emit a faint mist. It is unclear what the mist is. Deng Chanyu only knows that she must not touch it, not at all.

The next moment, the giant tree of flesh and blood actually "looked" at her in a very strange way. Deng Chanyu felt that the space where she was hiding suddenly became unfamiliar. She seemed to be facing a bottomless abyss that was about to swallow her up. It was pitch black all around her. Her body fell down uncontrollably, faster and faster. Huge fear surrounded her from all directions. She gritted her teeth, forced herself to stay awake, and used the Wahuang Taoist body that she had not used for a long time. Relying on its sacred properties, she restored her spiritual clarity, and finally broke free from control with great difficulty.

After recovering from the nightmare-like scene, she was covered in cold sweats, completely frightened. This enemy was simply ridiculously strong.

"Empress? Empress Pingxin, you should be here, right?" She really couldn't hold on any longer. The enemy in this last level was not something she could defeat at the moment.

Lady Pingxin spoke calmly, "Yes, I haven't congratulated you yet for reaching the final level. Taoist Duobao has already defeated the Jade Purity Saint incarnation at the eighth level and is recovering from his injuries. You're ahead for a while."

Deng Chanyu said expressionlessly, "I don't think it matters whether we're ahead or not. If I'm not mistaken, the guy at the ninth level is the Chaos Demon God, right? Unless you, Your Majesty, take action yourself, no immortal in the prehistoric world can defeat a demon god, not even Emperor Jiang. What's the point of setting up this level, Your Majesty?"

She pressed the issue, "I've experienced Primal Chaos before, but this demon god looks unfamiliar. Is it from the memories of the First Qilin?"

"No," Empress Pingxin said gently, "This is Hou Tu's memory, from the Father God." "Father, Father God?" Deng Chanyu was stunned. Could the memory of Pangu from ancient times be inherited through her bloodline? From this perspective, Hou Tu's talent is truly extraordinary! What a pity.
No wonder this Chaos Demon gave her the feeling that he was much stronger than the Desire Demon and the Corruption Demon she had encountered before. He was actually one of the three thousand demons from the Pangu period.

"You are Daji's lover, and naturally my descendant. Do you want to follow Hou Tu's bloodline and travel to the ancient times?"

What were they watching? Of course, they were watching Pangu chop down the Chaos Demon God.

Is this even worth considering? He definitely had to go and take a look. Deng Chanyu couldn't defeat this giant tree-like demon god; the gap was too vast.

"Everything is subject to the Queen's orders."

"Okay, come here."

Deng Chanyu's eyes flashed, and the blood of Hou Tu, given by the Empress Pingxin in the past, became a bridge to communicate the past. (Chapter 190, foreshadowing of a thousand chapters)
It was as if some powerful force was dragging her rapidly towards the starting point of time.

She didn't know how much time had passed. When she crossed the long river of time, countless scenes, real or fake, existing or non-existent, passed by her eyes. She seemed to sense that some mystery was calling her. She felt something touching in her heart. It seemed that her way of space could get an improvement far beyond her expectations. Just when she wanted to explore the secret, Empress Pingxin waved her hand and completely separated her from the long river of time.

Fearing she might harbor resentment, the authentic sage explained, "Your aptitude is truly high, but knowledge is both a gift and a poison. Don't venture lightly into areas beyond your control."

Deng Chanyu quickly agreed.

The bizarre scene lasted for a long time. When she felt dizzy and seemed about to give up, a pair of hands supported her.

She was very familiar with the owner of the hand, it was Daji.

Daji felt distressed: "So slow? I've been waiting for you for a long time."

Deng Chanyu felt dizzy and just nodded in response.

It took her a while to recover, and only then did she have the energy to look around.

Oh! There are quite a lot of people participating in Empress Pingxin’s summer camp.

Dijiang, Xuanming, and Daji were all present. Next to Empress Pingxin was the muscular old man Shi Qilin. Deng Chanyu was the sixth to arrive.

Everyone present was one of Empress Pingxin's own people. In her opinion, Shi Qilin was definitely a staunch ally of the Wu Clan, and Deng Chanyu could now be considered half one of her own.

(End of this chapter)