Conferred Gods: Start with a Phoenix clone

Chapter 1231 The Second Phase of the Development of the Meteoric Sacred Soup
Seeing that the black flames were burning extremely fully and were extremely destructive, not only did they burn through several layers of the boundary wall in succession, but their impact force increased instead of decreasing, and there was a trend of continuing to impact the sixteenth level and breaking through to higher levels.

Deng Chanyu immediately used her magic weapon, the Fantian Seal!
"go with!"

This small seal, made from half of Mount Buzhou, grew in the wind and in a moment it grew to the size of a mountain. Deng Chanyu cleverly used the principle of space and arrived first after starting later, using the Fantian Seal to block the route of the black fire eruption in the sixteenth heaven.

Endless black fire hit the Fantian Seal, the flames burned fiercely and were unbearably hot. Deng Chanyu could sense that the Fantian Seal was intact, without even a black mark. She immediately increased the pressure, and the black fire was suppressed from a hundred feet high to several meters high. After another moment, all the flames were extinguished under the heavy pressure.

She glanced at the boundary wall of the sixteenth heaven. This layer was actually also in danger, but at least it had not been broken through.

Including Haotian, no one paid attention to the boundary wall that was burned through again. The first time they were angry, the second time they were calm. This was the process, they were used to it. At most, last time Zhu Rong burned from top to bottom, this time it was burning from bottom to top.

No one stopped it last time, but someone did this time. That’s the difference.

Haotian just took another look at the Fantian Seal, thought of the relationship between Master Deng and the Chan Sect, and said nothing, and quickly looked away.

His gaze focused on the remains of the demon that had been burned to charcoal.

Seeing the tragic scene that looked like a fuel-air bomb explosion, the number one soup-making master in the prehistoric world and the prehistoric Chaos Demon God expert were silent.

Haotian looked at them straight. He had invested so much resources before and after. You can't just ignore it like this, right?

He hopes that these two can give him some advice. Is this something that needs to be improved, or is this approach completely unworkable? Why don’t you tell me?
When Meng Po didn't want to talk, no one could force her, so Deng Chanyu had no choice but to speak and explain based on her own understanding.

"It seems that the Chaos Flame of the Flame Demon God has properties we don't understand. His flames conflicted with certain characteristics of the Corruption Demon God, burning and causing an explosion in a very short time."

She conducted another fierce analysis, and the results of the analysis depended on two aspects.

The bad news is that this incarnation of the Lord of Corruption died completely, and no information about the Lord of Chaos was obtained, wasting a precious opportunity to understand the enemy situation.

The good news is that the Meteorite Soup plan did not fail. On the contrary, the pile of residue left after being burned by the black fire of the Fire Demon God might be the real main ingredient of the Meteorite Soup.

The Falling Saint Pill, the Heaven-Suppressing Coffin, and the Six Soul Banner are not made directly from the corpse of the Chaos Demon God. Instead, it is a bit like the process of organic matter being accumulated, compressed, and buried deep in the external environment to form oil.

The present Big Bang created similar conditions from the side.

Meng Po thought that the original Meteorite Soup was too overbearing. She tried very hard to neutralize the violent emotions in it, but now it seemed that she had not succeeded.

With this pile of residue, things would be much easier. The Corrupted Demon God helped her complete the neutralization process, and with the addition of some spiritual materials from the ancient times, the Meteorite Saint Soup would probably have one or two percent of the effect of the real Meteorite Saint Pill.

Meng Po collected all the residues and took them back to continue research. She also took away a large number of precious spiritual materials from Haotian. The old lady also took away the remaining soul and two spirits of Dong Wanggong.

According to her, the resurrection of Dong Wanggong was related to Rushu. No matter whether Rushu died in battle later, he was incompetent and had a beginning but no end. That was the fault of the witch clan. If they couldn't see it, it would have been fine. But since they saw it, sending Dong Wanggong's soul and two spirits to reincarnation could be regarded as putting an end to this cause and effect.

Haotian was still brooding over the "Dong Wang Gong"'s request for him to kneel. Wasn't that Dong Wang Gong's true intention? It didn't matter; he knew it was just a vent of anger! If Meng Po hadn't intervened, he wouldn't have let Dong Wang Gong's spirit go. Deng Chanyu graciously took away the dragon-headed crutch.

"Teacher, you've had a very hard time in Mount Li. The mountain is so high, and climbing up and down is very difficult. I'm taking this crutch back with me to show my filial piety!"

The teacher she was referring to was the Old Mother of Mount Li. The Old Mother's temperament is more in line with this dragon-headed cane. If you give this thing to Nuwa, the style of the painting will be different.

Three dragon head canes.

Taiqing and Yuqing both have one, and now the Wahuang Palace has also taken one. There is an old man and two old ladies, all of whom use crutches when going out. It seems reasonable for Deng Chanyu to take them to show her filial piety.

Haotian's lips moved slightly, as if he wanted to speak, but he swallowed it back.

He had always shown an image of being smart and capable to the immortals in the ancient world. Suddenly he was holding a cane in his hand, which made him look very old, and it was inconsistent with his image.

Another thing is that several layers have been burned through. How should this be calculated?
Deng Chanyu calculated: "The damage isn't too serious. My previous reinforcements were effective. So, Great Celestial Venerable, please give me a bonus for the cost of the work. It won't affect the completion of the work in three hundred years."

Haotian didn't know what expression to make. He nodded mechanically, indicating that he would do as he said. You pay the bill and let Bigan contact you.

Anyway, it’s all the savings of Heaven. Seventy-nine million has been paid out, so they don’t care about a little more.

Deng Chanyu came to Mount Li, paid homage to the Old Mother of Mount Li, and presented her with a dragon-headed cane.

"Where does this thing come from?" asked the old mother of Mount Li.

Deng Chanyu recounted the incident briefly, and Lishan's mother was very pleased: "It's rare that you, a child, still think of me."

After the relief came disappointment. All the female disciples that had been accepted before looked quite smart. He had high hopes for them, hoping that someone as good as Deng Chanyu would appear. They didn't need to have the Daluo Dao Fruit, as long as they could achieve the Jinxian Dao Fruit, it would prove the teaching ability of the Wahuang Palace.

This is not only Nuwa's idea, but also the expectation of the Mother of Mount Li.

As a result, more than ten years have passed, not to mention achieving any Taoist fruit, he has not even completed the first step from mortal to immortal.

Like the two maids Hongxiao and Ping'er in Taiyuan Cave in Mount Emei, they were forced to break through the boundary between immortals and mortals by Deng Chanyu and Daji's unscrupulous investment of resources.

If the Old Mother of Mount Li wanted to, she could naturally do so. However, the immortals produced in this way have extremely low potential and almost no room for promotion. They may only be earthly immortals in their lifetime. She worked hard to teach for more than ten years, but in the end, she taught a group of earthly immortals?
In her opinion, there is actually not much difference between earthly immortals and golden immortals. Relying on resources to build up earthly immortals is simply a slap in the face of Nuwa. For the sake of the saint's face, she must persevere.

The Old Mother of Mount Li stood in the main hall, gesturing twice with the dragon-headed cane. The authority of the King of the East to manage the male immortals in the world was completely gone. In her hand, the cane was just a decoration when she walked.

(End of this chapter)