Conferred Gods: Start with a Phoenix clone

Chapter 1380: Seemingly Real or Illusory
After three breaths, the Heaven-Suppressing Coffin remained quietly in the same place, as if it had never moved from the beginning to the end. Only the Three Pure Ones, the Two Western Paths, Nuwa's brother and sister, Haotian, and Yaochi had all disappeared.

"Alas," a somewhat melancholy voice rang out from within the coffin. "Brother, I've gotten into trouble again. You won't blame me, will you? I'll come down and keep you company. If you want to scold me, you can do so later."

This is an extremely ingenious formation within a formation. Once the outer formation is broken, the inner formation will burst out with all its power and use a core treasure inside the formation to severely damage the enemy.

But even with the large formation bearing most of the power and the spiritual energy accumulated in the sea of ​​blood for billions of years as support, the mysterious woman still felt very uncomfortable. She used power far beyond her own level, and the backlash was incredibly great. However, she was determined to die and didn't care at all now.

Am I in Kunlun Mountain? It does look familiar.

Deng Chanyu felt as if she was in a trance for a moment, and the scene before her eyes turned into the majestic Kunlun Mountains. Taiqing and Jieyin around her had expressions as if it was a matter of course.

Deng Chanyu's doubts only lasted for a moment before they were wiped out by some force. She remembered her purpose and believed that the unity of the three corpses was the key, and the rest of the problems were not worth mentioning.

She looked at the mountain. She had been to Kunlun Mountain before, but she had never been to Kunlun Mountain during the Three Pure Ones era.

A mountain is not magical because of its height, but because of the immortals living there. This sentence is the most representative in the ancient times. A mountain with immortals is called a fairy mountain. If there are no immortals, it is just a mountain with some spirituality.

Kunlun Mountain provides the Three Pure Ones with a constant supply of spiritual energy, and in turn, the Three Pure Ones also give Kunlun Mountain more meaning of existence. The two are complementary.

The Three Pure Ones looked proud as they enjoyed the envious or shocked looks from the others.

At this time, Kunlun Mountain was extremely majestic, with heavy mountains and dense air turning into substance. Even ordinary people who did not know how to practice cultivation could prolong their lives by taking a few breaths of spiritual energy here. If they could absorb the spiritual energy into their bodies and practice for three to five years, they could become immortals on the spot. This place was truly worthy of being the future ancestral home of Taoism.

Taiqing smiled slightly: "Fellow Daoists, please."

"please."

The Three Pure Ones had not yet separated and all lived on Mount Kunlun. However, spiritual practice was a relatively private matter that required absolute quietness and could not be disturbed, so the three of them each had their own Taoist palace on the mountain.

This time we went to the Taiqing Taoist Palace, the Dachi Tiangong.

Master Xuandu is the ancestor of the human race. Now Nuwa is still far from creating humans from clay, let alone the human race. Taiqing has no disciples around him, only a few serving boys. Deng Chanyu took a look and thought that they should be inspired by the trees, flowers and plants in the mountains.

The Three Pure Ones have not accepted any disciples now. Jie Yin and Zhunti do have a few disciples in Lingshan, but they are not the future Medicine Master and Ksitigarbha. Deng Chanyu estimated that those disciples have died after entering the era of saints.

The fact that saints are not bound by karma is a pitfall. When they become saints, karma falls on their disciples. How many of the disciples and immortal children accepted now can withstand the karma of the saints? Until the luck of the six saints stabilizes and they are completely integrated with the prehistoric world, the disciples accepted at that time will be the true successors.

The disciples I accepted before were basically unlucky ones, and they were used to consume my karma.

Deng Chanyu had nothing to say about this. To some extent, she was also a victim in this group. How much of the karma that happened to Nuwa was passed down to her? If she didn't have so many tricks and hidden cards, she might have been doomed long ago.

If you want to be a disciple of a saint, you have to endure these things.

Host and guest, they took their seats one by one. Everything seemed fine, and they began their discussion. They were all extremely serious, and it was clear that they were all holding back on the key to the Three Corpses' unification, their own understandings. They were all discussing things Hongjun had already discussed. Even so, Deng Chanyu felt immensely benefited. The experience of discussing the Dao with her peers was completely different from Hongjun's lectures; Hongjun's perspective was truly far superior.

Her understanding of the unity of the three corpses was growing every day, but she always felt that something was not right, but she couldn't put it into words.

Three hundred years of the five hundred years passed quickly.

Deng Chanyu's doubts not only did not decrease, but became deeper and deeper.

When Tongtian Patriarch talked about seizing a chance from heaven and earth and using the power of heaven and earth to achieve self-realization, everyone laughed.

Nonsense! Is the power of heaven and earth so easy to borrow? If you borrow it, and I borrow it, what will be left in this world?
Yuanshi Tianzun thought that this was wrong and he could not agree with it. Nuwa also seriously joined the discussion and believed that although Tongtian Jiaozhu said it was borrowing, it was actually robbing and stealing. A saint should create, not demand.

Deng Chanyu also laughed. She remembered the story of the Russian missile soldiers who had no wine to drink and simply drank tons of fuel. This story was a bit like what Tongtian Patriarch said about borrowing the power of heaven and earth. We don’t want to drink the fuel, we just want to taste it!

The next moment, she was stunned. What the heck was this?
There was a moment of clarity in her mind, and she looked around.

Is this Kunlun Mountain? It seems different from what I imagined.

Soon a voice appeared and repeated that this was the scene before the Three Pure Ones separated. She was immediately relieved, all her doubts were dispelled, and she joined the discussion again with great interest.

Another hundred years passed.

More and more things seemed wrong. She was filled with worry, searching for answers but to no avail. It was her turn to preach today, and she made countless mistakes, which infuriated Nuwa: "Zhunti, what the hell are you doing?! If you don't want to preach, get out of here!"

Normally, Nuwa didn't have such a bad temper, but she also felt some inexplicable irritation, and her temper was growing day by day.

After all, it is a bit inappropriate to scold others. With some kind of premonition, she seemed to think that there was no problem in scolding Zhunti.

Zhunti? Deng Chanyu was stunned for a moment. You all think I'm Zhunti? How is that possible! I'm just pretending to be Zhunti and looking more like her!

Starting from the recognition of her identity, after denying that she was Zhunti, she completely solved the mystery. All the wrong things were connected together, and she finally woke up.

The memories from before came back like a tide.

She finally remembered the whole story.

They went to find Haotian, and then met the mysterious woman in the coffin. When Tongtian broke the big formation, he triggered another big formation. An extremely powerful magic weapon appeared and killed them all.

What kind of magic weapon is so powerful? If Hongjun isn't counted, these few people are already the top existences in the prehistoric world. How can they be killed in one move? Are you kidding me!

(End of this chapter)