Conferred Gods: Start with a Phoenix clone

Chapter 1240 Chang'er Dingguangxian, die!

"Wait! I have something to say!" When Chang'er Dingguangxian felt that death was about to come, he still held on to the last glimmer of hope and wanted to break the deadlock with his eloquence.

He has never been known for his strong fighting ability. What he is best at is actually his eloquence. He can exaggerate a small contribution into ten, so much so that even Tongtian Sect Master was deceived and believed that he was the most loyal and reliable disciple. He gave him the most important Six Soul Banner to use for a comeback, but he was eventually betrayed.

It's not like Chang'er Dingguangxian had planned this in advance. After all, saints aren't easily deceived. Even Tongtian, known for his straightforwardness among saints, couldn't be deceived. A saint can see through everything in the world in a single thought, so how could he deceive? It can only be said that he had a spur-of-the-moment decision. When he saw that Jiejiao was doomed, he decisively jumped ship.

Even so, it can be seen that Chang'er is far from being as loyal as he appears. The fact that he has been able to keep it a secret from Tongtian shows his true abilities.

If he were given a chance to speak, if he were a cautious and conservative person, he might be able to use his eloquence to turn the enemy into a friend, and the two sides would shake hands and make peace.

Unfortunately, Nezha is not a cautious person.

It's the critical moment of a life-or-death battle, and you're going to stop me just because I shout? Am I stupid? I'll poke a transparent hole first.

With a "puff", the Fire Dragon Spear ignored the opponent's weak magic weapon protection and pierced straight through the heart of Chang'er Dingguangxian. His hand loosened, and the Six Ghost Banner that had been broken by the Chaos Bell fell to the ground. Chang'er Dingguangxian was stunned and couldn't believe that he would die here.

This shouldn't be my fate!
He moved his lips twice, wanting to say something, but just as the words reached his lips, the Taia sword pierced his head from the other end.

It was Shiji's first time to come into contact with the Chaos Bell. She was completely unprepared and caught off guard. She was so shocked that her soul almost left her body.

She had an extremely tough character. Nezha was prepared, but she was not. However, at the same time, she endured the intense discomfort coming from her soul, gathered all her strength, and pierced the head of Chang'er Dingguangxian with a sword.

The heart and the head suffered fatal blows at the same time, and the physical body of Chang'er Dingguangxian died instantly. His soul tried to escape, but it flew less than ten feet away before it was swept by the aftermath of the Chaos Bell, which had not yet completely dissipated. His soul was torn into pieces like minced meat, and eventually turned into nothing.

"This guy seemed to want to say something before?" Nezha used the Fire Dragon Spear to finish off the corpse, stabbing it seven or eight times. The corpse was almost broken into pieces. He was very sure that the guy must be dead, so he turned around and asked Shiji.

He wasn't worried about the consequences of killing a Jiejiao immortal, but rather a sense of regret. He didn't know what the Long-Eared Dingguang Immortal would say in his final moments. What if it was a plea for mercy, or a compliment? He felt a little itchy in his heart, wishing he could turn back time and let him speak first, and then kill him after he finished speaking.

Shiji has no ability to guess people's thoughts, nor is she willing to guess.

She shared what she knew: "It is said that Chang'er had a fortuitous encounter at the beginning of his cultivation. He spoke with his future self in a cold pond and grasped several great opportunities related to himself, which allowed him to successfully join the Jiejiao sect."

Nezha said "Oh" and didn't respond. It was normal for an immortal from the ancient times to have some adventures. It would be a problem if he didn't have any.

In fact, any immortal who has achieved success in cultivation will be treated as the protagonist if his life story is compiled into a book.

There are many scenes like going out to pick up magic weapons, surviving falling off a cliff, and obtaining supernatural powers from predecessors.

Did Master Huanglong have no fortuitous encounters? His ability to become a disciple of Yuxu Palace was a fortuitous encounter.

Did Nezha have any adventures? When he was a spirit child, adventures like the Qiankun Circle and the Hun Tian Ling were already arranged for him.

Shiji said a few words briefly before losing interest in the conversation. She was a bit disheveled, her temples covered in sweat, her left hand completely corroded and blackened by the ghostly energy, and her soul was churning like boiling water. These were actually easy to treat and would heal with time.

The key is the damage caused by something unknown. Nezha is a human, but she is not. The backlash of humanity caused by her previous desperate attack on Chang'er has come. Her head hurts as if it is about to split. Something mysterious is affecting her. Her own blessings, destiny, and luck are all plummeting in a drastic way.

The phrase "being pointed at by thousands of people and dying without any illness" is generally used to describe those gods who have been harmed by the bad luck of humanity.

Nezha doesn't like Shiji, but he won't watch her die.

Mount Emei is closely connected with the human world. Unlike the gods who are completely clueless about the merits and virtues of humanity, they have a systematic and effective solution to this problem.

Nezha rummaged through his sleeves for a while, then quickly pulled out a scroll of silk and tossed it to Shiji: "Take it, fill in your name, and the backlash will be eliminated."

What is this thing? How can it have such a strong effect?
Shiji unfolded the silk book and took a closer look, and found that it was an edict from the Han Emperor Deng Xiu. The name column was blank, and the content was to invite the holder of the edict to be the Han State's national teacher. This did not involve any responsibilities, and naturally not many obligations. The other edict, in duplicate, was filed in the Han State's treasury. As long as she filled in her name, the Han State would help her bear any backlash.

The backlash that was enormous for her personally would be nothing when shared among the entire human race.

Shiji was just a little stubborn, but she was no fool. She knew the importance of this silk book and said, "Thank you very much."

Nezha nodded and went to the side to look at Xiaowu.

Xiaowu was fine, but Yuanxiao, who had been protecting her, was exhausted.

At this time, the door panel sword was stuck in the ground. She opened her mouth and leaned against a huge rock to rest. She was so tired that her pink tongue stuck out.

A pink streak appeared on the fat black and white face, which looked quite strange.

Xiaowu took out a banana leaf and fanned Yuanxiao. The big friend was sweating profusely and steam was coming out of his head. From a distance, he looked like a steamer.

Xiaowu secretly made up her mind that she must tell her parents when she got home that she was not afraid of hardship or fatigue, and that she would learn a few ways to protect herself this time no matter what. She didn't want to experience being protected like this again.

The six ghost flags of Chang'er Dingguangxian were shattered, and the many ghosts controlled by the ghost flags regained their freedom.

Jifa's face was full of guilt. It would have been fine if everyone present was a stranger, but unfortunately there was one person here who knew him.

"General Li, long time no see."

"Your Highness, the King of Wu." Nezha's words were heartbreaking: "Your Highness, the King of Wu, has awakened?"

Ji Fa didn't like being teased in this situation, but he felt he should share the intelligence he had. "General Li, it's perfectly normal for you to be dissatisfied with me. I'm also embarrassed to face my father and ancestors. However, I have important information here that concerns the safety of the prehistoric world and the Chan Sect. I hope you can pass it on to my mentor, Guang Chengzi."

(End of this chapter)