Conferred Gods: Start with a Phoenix clone

Chapter 1330 Repairing the Qingping Sword

I don't trust myself, but I trust my sister, who is made up of my thoughts. What kind of spirit is this? According to Wang, this kind of person is a psychopath!
Deng Chanyu was too exhausted to complain. She only knew that Zhao Gongming's insane actions had knocked their Quasi-Saint offline. How much help could a Quasi-Saint provide? That was self-evident. Now, the difficulty of helping Tongtian Sect Master escape had suddenly increased by more than a hundred times.

Unless Deng Chanyu's true form came over, but how could that be possible? She didn't want to sacrifice herself for Jiejiao.

The woman in white robe held the Qiankun ruler in her hand with a solemn expression. She lightly tapped Zhao Gongming, and the dragon-binding rope that originally bound Lao Zhao became even stronger. A water curtain sealed him completely from head to toe. Now, not to mention that Lao Zhao himself did not want to resist, even if he wanted to resist, it was too late.

He was completely sealed by the Qiankun Ruler. If he wanted to break it, he could only wait for Tongtian Sect Master to wake up, or bring a quasi-saint level master from the prehistoric times.

The woman in white robe, the woman in colorful clothes and the woman in black clothes were all a little shy. They stared with their big eyes and looked curiously at the big sister with a slightly red skin in front of them.

Deng Chanyu shook her head and sighed, what a sin!
She asked the three beautiful girls in front of her, "What are your names?"

"I'll go first, I'll go first, my name is Yun!"

"I, I, I'm June!"

"I am the most beautiful fairy in the world, Bi!"

The three girls are full of energy, and their words are in stark contrast to their dress.

Deng Chanyu covered her face with her sleeves, too embarrassed to look at him! Zhao Gongming, what the hell are you doing? Sanxiao's appearance is normal, but this is her mentality. Is this the mentality of a five or six-year-old child? Could it be that in Old Zhao's heart, sisters of this age are the cutest? If Yunxiao knew about this, he would definitely beat you to death! She planned to find an opportunity to tell Yunxiao when she got home.

"Okay, okay, that's a good name. Uh... Uh, where's the Qingping Sword?"

"I'll get it right away!" Yun, dressed in a white robe, jumped and skipped with a pace that was completely inconsistent with his own style of painting. Like a happy little rabbit, he circled left twice on the spot, took three light steps to the right, and then activated the magic formula and entered a hidden large formation.

In less than a quarter of an hour, she came out holding a badly damaged sword.

Deng Chanyu doesn't think that the three older children in front of her can complete the task of repairing the Qingping Sword and rescuing Tongtian Sect Master. Zhao Gongming thinks it is possible, but that's because he has too many filters and thinks his sister can do everything. In fact, we still have to proceed from reality, not your opinions.

It’s better for children to be carefree, so they should do the repair task themselves.

If you want to repair something, you must at least know where it is damaged and how it broke. At this time, she concentrated on studying the cracks on the Qingping Sword.

Her vision is already at the top level in the prehistoric world, only lower than that of a few saints.

She could see that it seemed that Master Tongtian had used the Qingping Sword to cut an extremely hard object, and the blade still lingered with the aftertaste of the great Dao, such as solidity, barrier, and suppression.

When Tongtian Patriarch chopped people, he still had some strength left, but the sword could not bear it, so the sword was covered with cracks and about one-fifth of the sword edge was missing.

Deng Chanyu had already imagined the scene. Standing before Tongtian Patriarch was undoubtedly a Chaos Devil with immense defensive power. If it were someone else, with strong defense, he wouldn't be very fast. Why bother fighting this defensive creature? Couldn't he just go around and kill the squishy enemies in the back row? Deng Chanyu would choose that option, but she wasn't Tongtian Patriarch. This Shangqing Sage possessed a natural stubbornness, perhaps inherited from Pangu. "The stronger your defense, the more I'll kill you!" Then the enemy was slain, and the Qingping Sword shattered.
She stroked the cracks on the Qingping Sword with her fingers and shook her head. After spending so long with these reckless men, she often seemed out of place because she was not reckless enough.

Deng Chanyu's original form in the prehistoric world sought the advice of several Jiejiao disciples: "Everyone, things have changed. If we only have one chance, should we give away the Yuantu Sword first, or repair the Qingping Sword first and then let the Shangqing Saint use the Qingping Sword directly?"

As for the situation of Master Tongtian, they, the disciples, must be the ones who know the most. Zhao Gongming must be well aware of these things. Originally, she didn't need to worry about it, but now that Old Zhao is not capable, she can only do more off-field work.

The Golden Spirit Holy Mother was extremely irritated and under too much pressure. The more she felt, the more she couldn't think of a solution. Her mind was a mess and she opened her lips, wanting to say something. Deng Chanyu stared at her. The leader of the Jiejiao sect didn't say a complete sentence for a long time.

Taoist Duobao, on the other hand, had the demeanor of a great general, and at this moment, he still looked calm and composed. He did not ask what had happened. After a moment's thought, he said, "If possible, the Qingping Sword would naturally take priority. As long as the Qingping Sword is in hand, no matter what obstacle lies ahead, the teacher can break it with one strike."

The Taishang Laojun on the side nodded silently and said, "That's right, if someone stands in his way, he will kill them. If a stone blocks the way, he will chop the stone. This is how my third brother works."

Deng Chanyu immediately made a decision to ignore the Yuantu Sword and concentrate her efforts on repairing the Qingping Sword first.

She did not find a new way to research a new repair plan, but instead followed Duobao Taoist's fool-proof tutorial.

The three helpers Zhao Gongming left for her cannot be wasted either.

"Yun, take three drops of Renshui essence. Watch my gestures. When I tell you to, put them into the sword embryo immediately."

"Qiong, your clothes are too bright. They make my eyes dazzled. Can you change into something else? What? Don't cry, don't cry. Your sister and I are just teasing you. Oh my god!"

"Well, um, Bi, keep on keeping watch. Your job is very important. Our lives are in your hands. Come on, you're the best!"

"Yun? Yun, where have you been? Put that thing down quickly, it's dangerous! Okay, okay, I'll practice swordplay with you in a bit. We still have a mission to complete!"

"Bi, take a break. You've been working hard on guard duty. Come, I'll give you a piece of candy as a reward."

Deng Chanyu was busy repairing the Qingping Sword while coaxing the three beautiful girls like children, multitasking.

She herself has no magical powers and can only guide Yunlai's operations, and most of the time she has to coax him.

Fortunately, her weapon-refining skills were comparable to Duobao Taoist's, and nothing would go wrong if she followed the tutorial. Even if something went wrong, she would be able to remedy it in time. If another contestant came, they might have burst into tears when they had only reached one-third of the repair stage.

From time to time, she informed the Jiejiao immortals of the prehistoric world about the progress of the repair. Upon hearing that the Qingping Sword was being repaired bit by bit, their energy and spirit had increased significantly.

Deng Chanyu didn't mention Zhao Gongming's failure. Old Zhao would definitely explain it later. If she brought it up now, it would seem like she was bragging.

(End of this chapter)