Conferred Gods: Start with a Phoenix clone

Chapter 1264: Guarding the Wilderness
Nuwa couldn't see through the true intentions of the Yin-Yang Patriarch, and was extremely wary in her heart, but she still had a last bit of unwillingness.

She always felt that the immortal who had not appeared was hiding a great opportunity that could influence her life. This opportunity might be no less than listening to the teachings in Zixiao Palace, or even slightly higher.

This feeling has been with her ever since she heard the sermon. She couldn't tell Fuxi about it, and after analyzing it rationally, she also found it incredible.

Now facing the seemingly extremely powerful Yin-Yang Patriarch, she struggled in her heart and could not make up her mind.

Deng Chanyu could only let the tool tiger Qiongqi speak again.

"Mountains and rivers will always meet, and the future is full of hope. Do you believe it?" Qiongqi asked himself and answered: "I believe it, my children will believe it, and my children's children will believe it. When that time comes, we will definitely see the blue sky and flowers hanging on the branches."

Nuwa, Qingluan; "???"

What does this mean? I hate riddlers the most!
But Nuwa at least understood some things. Since they would meet again sooner or later, there was no need for her to worry about it at this time.

Thinking that she was no match for the Yin-Yang Patriarch, Nuwa said a few polite words and left with Qingluan.

The acting of the Yin-Yang Patriarch is terrible. He seems approachable, but in fact he always keeps the airs of an old senior. Is this Dragon Tiger Taoist really that senior? It is just that Nuwa does not want to delve into it, otherwise she would definitely expose him.

It was a pity that the immortal hiding in the dark never showed up from beginning to end. Before leaving, Nuwa looked accurately in the direction where Deng Chanyu was hiding. She had a premonition that the two sides would meet at some point in the future, and the truth at that time would definitely surprise her.

Nuwa left completely without any tricks of counterattack. Deng Chanyu wiped the cold sweat from her forehead and walked out of a space of fire.

Ordinary interlayer spaces could not hide from Nuwa, and she had to rely on scorching flames to block the opponent's sight.

The Yin-Yang Patriarch was not stupid. He guessed that Deng Chanyu might have some relationship with Nuwa in the future, but he wisely asked nothing. This matter had nothing to do with him. He was focused on the great way, and other things were insignificant.

He just glanced at the strange-looking Qiongqi, and then went to meditate and practice in the distance.

Successful people are not lucky. They can stand out among many innate gods. Apart from anything else, the hard-working posture of the Yin-Yang Ancestor is worth learning.

Deng Chanyu picked up the stone Nuwa had kicked away and sighed. What could she do with such a teacher? She really felt bad for her spiritual materials. They looked plentiful, but in the face of such a large project, they were consumed far too quickly.

"I only have thirty-nine bamboo flowers left. That's a bit much. What can I use to make up for it? Let me do the math. Aquatic Wood, a colorful spruce tree, should be a good replacement, but there are only thirteen of those trees left."

"Is the Tianjunsha consumed so quickly? I remember there were still more than 13,000 jun, how come there is only so little left? Qiongqi, did you and Wu Nao and the others steal my spiritual materials? Tell the truth!"

"Have all the red maple wood and the Heavenly Fortune Soil been used up? This is such a headache!"

Deng Chanyu took down the east wall to repair the west wall, and tried her best to use the spiritual materials in her hands to carry out the repair work.

There are treasures everywhere in the prehistoric world now, but she doesn't want to go out to look for spiritual materials. She doesn't know many powerful people in this era, but there are quite a few. Once she leaves the barren West, unpredictable consequences will really happen.

The poverty of the Western world was actually a form of protection for her. How desperate would one be to come here looking for opportunities? She had been in this area for five years and hadn't seen a single ghost, so she knew how desolate it was.

In her spare time, she also studied the Kunlun Mirror. What was she studying? The power of time contained within it.

In the evening, Deng Chanyu gained some understanding of the power of time and was overjoyed. But then she felt a severe headache. She knew that her spiritual energy had been depleted a lot, so she immediately closed her eyes to rest and relieve the fatigue in her soul.

At that moment, half dreaming, she heard someone ask herself, "Do you regret it?"

Who is this? The voice sounds familiar.

The man continued, "Do you regret it?"

The sound was very loud, like thunder, and she finally heard it clearly. It was Pangu!
She looked left and right, then finally lowered her head and looked at the Kunlun Mirror in her arms: "Great God Pangu, is that you?"

"Yes and no. What's left here is just a trace of my regret from the past, so I want to ask, do you regret it?"

Deng Chanyu thought seriously for a moment. "Actually, I don't like the Western world, not at all. But living beings are innocent. I have indeed paid a huge price, and they won't repay me. They may not even know I exist, but I think this price is worth paying, and I am reluctantly willing to pay it."

Pangu laughed loudly: "Reluctantly willing? Haha, what a reluctant willingness! Keep it up and protect the prehistoric world."

Pangu's voice came suddenly and disappeared very suddenly.

Deng Chanyu was still waiting for the next part, but she was told that there was nothing more to come.

Protect the prehistoric world?

She felt that this situation was a bit like when the richest man Wang sent his son to study abroad and then talked about revitalizing China. There was really nothing to say, but it would be inappropriate not to say something, so she just said this.

Fine!

Anyway, Deng Chanyu is not prepared to sell out the interests of Honghuang, so it makes sense to protect Honghuang.

Instead, she was worried that the Corrupted Demon would keep pressing forward, and Honghuang would sell her out. Fortunately, she was strong enough. Anyone who wanted to sell her out would first have to consider whether his head was as hard as the Chaos Bell!

Deng Chanyu followed her premonition, wielded the merit shovel, and quickly cleared a piece of ruins.

According to the Yin-Yang Patriarch, this place was originally called Thorn Ridge.

It's a very common name. In the Western world alone, there are at least eight out of ten places with similar names.

The battlefields were basically carefully selected by Hongjun. He would definitely not bring his friends to fight Luohou in Buzhou Mountain. The selection criteria were such a desolate wilderness where no birds shit and no chickens lay eggs.

Hongjun also knew that his war would cause huge damage to the prehistoric world, but for the sake of his own sainthood, he could only let the creatures of the prehistoric world suffer again.

Mount Sumeru, which was Rahu's base camp, turned into a huge pit, and the Thorn Ridge naturally disappeared in the battle.

The wound became inflamed and infected. In order to treat it, the dead flesh on the body must be scraped off first. The damage caused by the battle between Taoism and Demon is dead flesh. Deng Chanyu is like an excellent surgeon. She must first strengthen those areas where the problem is not serious and stabilize the whole body so that she won't make a big hole with just two shovels and then carry out the cleaning work.

Various fragments of magic weapons, remnants of formations, remnants of spells, plus Luohou's demonic energy, a lot of messy things were cleared out.

(End of this chapter)