Conferred Gods: Start with a Phoenix clone

Chapter 1232 Huang Liang Yi Meng

The Lishan Old Mother said, "Go and see your fellow apprentice sisters. They're too slow in their cultivation, and their minds are too preoccupied. They've almost exhausted all their spiritual energy. Well, you're their elder, so go and see them. Perhaps from your perspective you can spot something I can't."

"Yes, the disciple obeys."

Deng Chanyu passed through the Laomu Palace and Sanxiao Hall and came to the Taoist temple in the back mountain. She stood behind the door and peeked like a class teacher checking discipline.

I saw that all the sisters who were in their prime in the past were now old.

Some of them seemed to have worked too hard and had white hair on their temples.

More than ten years of hard practice are like a mountain separating the present and the past. I was on the other side of the mountain before, and now I am on this side of the mountain.

Fei Zhong's granddaughter is now over forty years old and no longer as prosperous as she once was. Her face is filled with sorrow, her sleeves and wrists stained with black ink. She is hunched over her desk, diligently copying Buddhist scriptures. (Chapter 1030)
Huang Feibiao's great-granddaughter Zhong Yuyan is also quite old. According to the tradition of the Lishan lineage, she is holding an iron rod as thick as her arm and grinding it on the stone with a "duang, duang" sound.

There was a talisman on her head to prevent the sound from spreading out, so as not to disturb others.

Deng Chanyu looked at it and shook her head.

The method of grinding iron rods that the Old Mother of Mount Li came up with on a whim has now been passed down in a traditional way. Deng Chanyu has done it, Nezha has done it too, and if Taibai Jinxing is reincarnated as Li Bai in the future, he will probably have to try grinding one too.

How should I put it? This method is indeed very helpful in tempering one's mind and strengthening one's beliefs. At least it is useful for Nezha, and it also works well for Deng Chanyu, who was initially impatient. However, it is a bit inappropriate to use it as a means of practice.

Her relationship with Nuwa was closer as a master and disciple than that of a mother and daughter. The Old Mother of Mount Li also asked her to help think of a solution. She mobilized a little magic power, pinched a spell in her hand, and blew gently with her lips. A breeze blew into the quiet room with a few fallen leaves. In less than three breaths, the female disciples fell down one after another.

This is a famous Taoist magic spell, the Yellow Millet Dream.

In their dreams, they will live another life and experience the wealth and glory that they have never noticed but deeply desire in their hearts.

Even a dream of a yellow millet takes a whole night to come true.

During this period, Deng Chanyu sat and discussed with the Mother of Mount Li. It was basically the Mother of Mount Li who talked and she listened, but she could occasionally answer one or two sentences out of ten.

The old mother of Mount Li sighed and said, "Your talent in cultivation is even higher than I expected, and your luck is also good enough. Those female disciples are in no way comparable to you."

"Hahahaha, teacher, it's so rare that you praise me like this. I feel embarrassed." Deng Chanyu couldn't help laughing out loud, and the Old Mother of Mount Li also smiled. In fact, they were laughing at her real self in their words. Nuwa would probably be very depressed to hear that the beautiful female generals she had selected were so useless.

"I wonder where the teacher is now and whether she is safe?" Deng Chanyu was a little worried about Nuwa.

Ever since she said she was going to look for the Chaos Pearl, she hadn't received any "roaming" calls from Nuwa for many years. At first, she thought it was great that she could save a lot of merit, but later she looked forward to the day when Nuwa would come and chat with her.

Even if it meant sacrificing most of her merit, she still hoped to hear Nuwa's voice again.

The problem is that there is no news from Nuwa. If the Mother of Mount Li was not still in the prehistoric world and in good health, she would even worry that something had happened to Nuwa. Chaos is a place where accidents happen frequently, so it is normal for something to happen there.

The Old Mother of Mount Li said confidently, "Her original body is already very far away from the Primordial World. I can only vaguely sense her presence. Don't worry. Her original body is still stronger than the other saints. She will be fine."

The Lishan Old Mother chatted with Deng Chanyu for an hour before retiring to meditate. Sages consumed a tremendous amount of mana in the Primordial Chaos. They could transform the chaotic spiritual energy into Primordial Spiritual Energy, and then convert it back into sage mana, but this was inefficient. Their avatars, who remained in the Primordial Chaos, took on this "logistics" work, spending ten hours or more each day cultivating to compensate for the enormous expenditure of their original bodies.

It was not easy for the Old Mother of Mount Li to chat with her and answer some of her questions about spiritual practice.

Deng Chanyu did not stop the old lady. She also returned to the back mountain and practiced in her own jade house.

Haotian wanted to use the Chaos Demon to fight the Chaos Demon. It sounded a bit ridiculous and far-fetched, but it was a helpless choice.

Deng Chanyu's choice was to become self-reliant, and she seized all her time to practice.

As long as she can achieve the status of Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian, she will be invincible.

If the Chaos Demon God becomes too powerful and even Hongjun and Laodeng can't hold on, she will take her wife and children and run away. If Honghuang can't hold on, can we go to Pangu World? If Pangu World falls again, she will go to Shen'ao World.

If she loses battle after battle and loses the Shen'ao world, she will have no choice but to find shelter in the extremely remote edge of chaos. If there is no other way, she will have to surrender. No matter what, she must survive.

The hurdle that stands in her way now is not the difficulty of achieving enlightenment, but the time it takes, a lot of time.

Level one to ten can be understood as the novice period. Newbies who have just become immortals are at this stage, and one hundred experience points can be used to upgrade to the next level.

Her current Daluo Jinxian stage is from level 95 to level 255. Not only is the span huge, but the experience required is also astronomical.

There are no shortcuts here. Even the Three Pure Ones, Nuwa, and the Two Saints of the West had to build up their profound Taoist foundation step by step.

Simply seeking speed without laying a solid foundation is a waste of your own qualifications.

This time, the black fire directly burned through five layers of space. According to her explanation, it was caused by the collision of two chaotic properties with different attributes. In fact, the quality of her repair was too poor, only slightly better than tofu dregs. If she used too much force, it would have broken at any time.

She had no choice. Cultivation took too much time, so the quality of the project had to be sacrificed.

The next day.

Deng Chanyu roughly looked at the effects of the Yellow Millet Dream. Different people have different moods and experience different dreams. Generally speaking, the results are quite satisfactory.

These female disciples who were originally chosen by the Old Mother of Mount Li have all seen through the glory and wealth of the world and are willing to continue practicing on Mount Li without regrets even if they die a hundred times.

She called all the female disciples together and gave them some encouragement, including chicken soup and pancakes.

When she thought the effect was about right, she floated away and returned to Mount Emei.

The female disciple hopes to become an immortal, and she also has the dream of achieving enlightenment. The younger generations are all working hard, so she, as a senior, cannot slack off.

　I'm stuck on a writer's block and owe one chapter. I might post it in the afternoon, or I might post all four chapters tomorrow.

　　
　
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