Conferred Gods: Start with a Phoenix clone

Chapter 1369: The Second Sermon at Zixiao Palace
Deng Chanyu didn't know that Zulong had prepared a series of escape plans. If she knew, she would definitely use this to persuade Yuanfeng, "You better be careful! People say lie down, and you lie down too, but in fact, they are secretly preparing to trap you, and you are the only one who is stupid and happy at home!"

After walking out of the time vortex of the Kunlun Mirror and landing, she activated the Heaven-Blocking Skill and transformed herself into the appearance of Zhunti. All traces of Zhunti's existence disappeared, not only at the time point a hundred years after the Conferred God, but all the time points where he had existed were facing the crisis of disappearing. Now, the time point before the second lecture is also about to disappear. Only if Deng Chanyu helps him to re-anchor the time, he will have a chance to escape from the River of Regret.

Deng Chanyu looked left and right, looking at the nearby terrain and topography. She thought the landing point should still be in the Western world, but she didn't know where exactly.

The first thing she had to do now was to determine how long it would take until the second lecture started, and to find a guide.

Just as she was pondering this, she heard a voice from the sky: "My name is Hongjun. The time has come. I will give my second sermon in Zixiao Palace. All living beings in the prehistoric world who are destined to hear it may come and listen."

Deng Chanyu: “.”

She looked at Kunlun Mirror and wanted to say something, but considering that the man was very slow to react, she swallowed her words back.

I said, before the second lecture starts, can you really get me the time just before the second lecture? Do you have to be so precise? At least give me some buffer time!
Before she could think, Jie Yin came out from the side on a cloud and grabbed her wrist. "Junior brother, what are you still doing here? The Taoist Master is about to start his lecture. Let's hurry to Zixiao Palace."

Jie Yin didn't know this time that she was fake. For Jie Yin, it was when he was in seclusion that Zhunti's street-slicker nature exploded. He was bored and went out for a stroll. Then Daozu sent a message, and he hurried out to find his junior brother. The whole process was smooth and there were no problems.

Deng Chanyu had won first place in the Zhunti imitation competition. She was also very familiar with Jie Yin at this point in time. In her words and deeds, she imitated Zhunti's respect for his senior brother vividly.

"Brother, what you said makes sense. Let's get going now."

Hongjun's powerful luck also affected the two of them.

The last time they went to Zixiao Palace, they encountered the Demon of Decay halfway. They joined forces and took a lot of effort to escape. At that time, they had nothing to do with Hongjun, but now it is different. They have a position in Zixiao Palace and are deeply bound to Hongjun. As long as they don't go to the depths of chaos, they will basically not encounter danger. It is even more impossible to encounter the Chaos Demon with whom they have a grudge as soon as they enter chaos.

As expected, the journey was very smooth and peaceful, and we didn't encounter any enemies.

It was not the first time that they had fled in a hurry and arrived in a dishevel just before the door was about to close. Deng Chanyu nodded slightly to Haotian and Queen Mother who were dressed as Taoist children guarding the door, and then walked into the Zixiao Palace with Jie Yin.

She found that there were not many powerful people present, and most of them were people she knew.

They arrived early this time.

The Three Pure Ones and Nuwa were already sitting on the cushions, quietly waiting for the Taoist to preach.

Fuxi was whispering something to Dijun and Taiyi, dancing and gesticulating from time to time, looking very happy.

The Twelve Ancestral Witches had gloomy expressions. They did not cultivate their primordial spirits, so this kind of teaching had little effect on them. It seemed that they could hear every word clearly, but when they put them together, they had no idea what it meant.

Dijiang kept nagging, "If it's useless, why are we here?" Houtu kept trying to persuade him, her words hinting at the same thing: "Everyone else is listening, but we're the only ones not listening. What if this sermon contains some magical powers or immortal techniques targeting the Wu clan, and we don't know about them? Wouldn't that put us at a disadvantage?" Anyway, we have plenty of life left, so coming to listen won't hurt anything.

The ancient witches such as Dijiang stood reluctantly in a corner, giving off an aura that kept strangers away. The powerful people present all stayed away.

Deng Chanyu didn't care about the conflict between the liches. She first looked at her own cushion. Huh? She saw a tall, thin figure in a dark blue Taoist robe standing beside the cushion, seemingly examining it, perhaps contemplating something.

She recognized at a glance that this was Kunpeng. It seemed that the lesson she learned "last time" was not enough. This guy was still thinking about her "holy position". How could she tolerate this?

Deng Chanyu yelled, "You bastard, what are you looking at?!"

When Kunpeng turned around, she leaped up and gave another powerful kick!

Even at the peak of his powers, Kunpeng's realm was not as high as hers now. Now that he had just given his second sermon, the gap was even greater.

He clearly saw Deng Chanyu's movements, but his body seemed to suddenly lose control. He wanted to dodge, but he couldn't. He was kicked away and hit the wall heavily like a cannonball.

Hearing the noise inside, Haotian, who was standing at the gate, peeked inside and saw that it was "Zhunti" beating Kunpeng. After thinking about it, he said nothing. "Zhunti" was very polite to him, and Kunpeng had been looking at him with disdain. Now that he was beaten, Haotian was so happy that he didn't even have time to stop it.

At this time, Nuwa still had the aloof and proud character that Luohou had in mind. She frowned slightly, as if she didn't like the rude behavior of "Zunti", but since it was none of her business, she glanced at it and said nothing.

Deng Chanyu pulled Jie Yin and said, "Brother, let's sit down."

Jie Yin had a blank expression on his face, but was surprised in his heart. His junior brother imitated Junior Sister Deng very well. Good, really good!

He calmly saluted Nuwa and the Three Pure Ones. Taiqing and Nuwa just nodded slightly, Yuanshi Tianzun seemed not to see it, and only Tongtian Jiaozhu formally returned the greeting.

Kunpeng got up from the ground, furious.

The first sermon lasted for a thousand years, followed by a thousand-year break before the second sermon began.

To be honest, the last time he was kicked away by "Zhunti" was two thousand years ago.

During these two thousand years, he has been practicing hard without slacking off for a moment, but he didn't expect that he would still use the same tricks as last time, be the same person as last time, and end up with the same result as last time.

Why can't I escape after thousands of years of hard practice?
Half of his anger was genuine, and the other half was just pretense. He was the epitome of a tough-looking but weak-hearted person.

He signaled to Di Jun and Tai Yi, hoping that the two Heavenly Emperors would help him out since he was planning to join the demon clan.

Di Jun is not stupid. He carefully recalled Deng Chanyu's previous speed. It seemed slow but was actually fast. A huge power burst out between movement and stillness. The realm of this "Zunti" Taoist is a little hard to understand.

Taiyi was actually quite eager to fight, but was held back by Dijun.

Seeing that the two demon emperors had no intention of standing up for him, Kunpeng hated Di Jun again. If you don’t help me today, don’t blame me for kicking you when you’re down at a critical moment in the future!
(End of this chapter)