Conferred Gods: Start with a Phoenix clone

Chapter 1402 You forced me to cheat!

Fuxi understood the plans of the Three Pure Ones and the Western Two Daos and couldn't help but look worried, but he didn't know how to break the deadlock. "If they don't want to play with you, what can you do? Or should I go to Hongyun to discuss it?"
Deng Chanyu was not surprised to be isolated by her "circles of friends" in the East and the West.

She glanced at Zhunti nonchalantly. After all, this kind of academician who was reborn to take the postgraduate entrance examination was different from ordinary students like them.

Zhunti has no need for the Hongmeng Purple Qi at all. His original purple qi has already merged with his sainthood, and his own qualifications have reached the top long ago. But in order to make himself less special, he still activated the Hongmeng Purple Qi he had just obtained. Now it seems that it is in a state that cannot be improved any further.

Even Deng Chanyu could see that something was wrong with Zhunti now, so there was no reason why Hongjun couldn't see it. There were only two possibilities. One possibility was that Hongjun was too busy to take care of himself, and his He Dao had reached a critical moment, so he had no time to be distracted. The other possibility was that he just didn't care.

Zhunti, you don’t care, so you can tolerate me slightly crossing the line, right?

As soon as she thought about it, her own Hongmeng purple energy was activated, and two Hongmeng purple energies were added to her body!
Her attributes in all aspects skyrocketed again, and her understanding of the Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian also reached an extremely high level.

Without the blessing of Hongmeng Purple Qi, listening to the teachings was like listening to heavenly books. With the blessing of one purple qi, she felt that she understood 70% to 80% of the content. Now with the blessing of two purple qi, she even felt that she could attain the Dao of Hunyuan on the spot!
This was of course an illusion. She still had one corpse to kill, and the three corpses had not yet been merged into one. It was too early to talk about achieving enlightenment now.

There were shadowy figures on the side of the Three Pure Ones, and the purple mist transformed from the Hongmeng purple energy was a bit thick, but three figures could still be seen.

On the second western side, a thin purple mist enveloped the innate Gengjin Bodhi tree. Zhunti had undoubtedly crushed Jie Yin in this regard. Jie Yin had no time to listen to the teachings and had been helping him cover up. How could one describe the effect of this covering up? It was unsatisfactory.

After Deng Chanyu added two ray of primordial purple aura, her figure could no longer be seen. Within three meters, there was a purple mist that was almost tangible. Outsiders felt as if they had seen a whole new world at just one glance. There was no doubt that her control over the authority of the Heavenly Saint had reached an extremely deep level.

Taiqing couldn't help but take a few more glances. What was going on? Was our Hongmeng Purple Qi a counterfeit product? Why was it so different? This shouldn't be the case!
They were doing addition, while Deng Chanyu was doing multiplication, and the gap was immediately apparent.

Taiqing was very unwilling and tried his best to activate the Hongmeng Purple Qi, but he had just obtained it after all, and the only function he had learned from "Nuwa". For a while, he couldn't figure out whether he was too useless or "Nuwa" was too strong.

His desire to win made him miss two sentences of the mysterious magic formula narrated by Hongjun, and he became a little confused when listening to the following content. It was not until Yuanshi Tianzun reminded him in the "small group" of the three brothers that he suddenly woke up and realized that becoming a saint was a matter for the future, and now he had to listen attentively. He quickly gathered his mind and focused on what was in front of him.

One year, two years, ten years, a hundred years.
Time passes by inadvertently without leaving any trace.

Many powerful people were brought to Zixiao Palace to attend classes, but this does not mean that the prehistoric world is completely at peace.

Without wise men like Di Jun and Bai Ze to rule them, the demon tribe was able to suppress their temper in the first few decades and abide by the many heavenly rules and regulations set by Bai Ze. However, when the great leaders did not return, their savage and cruel nature was exposed.

Fighting against the witch clan, fighting against those scattered immortals, and even fighting among themselves, there was war every day in the prehistoric world.

Di Jun and Bai Ze didn't know the situation outside Zixiao Palace, but they knew it wouldn't be too optimistic if they thought about it with their heels.

They couldn't help but look at Hongjun who was preaching, and the six Xuanmen disciples who were sitting on the cushions and listening with fascination.

The gap was enormous! They didn't understand at all, while these six were delighted. Di Jun had long wanted to return to the prehistoric world, but until Hongjun said the sermon was over, no one dared to leave rashly, and they could only endure it here.

He originally expected that the preaching would last for ten thousand years, but unexpectedly, after ten thousand years, Hongjun had no intention of stopping at all, and he continued to preach for twenty thousand years and thirty thousand years.

Like the previous two sermons, Hongjun would stop every once in a while to answer questions, but this time the interval was once every ten thousand years.

For Hongjun, there are not so many problems in achieving the Dao of Hunyuan. If you understand, you understand, and if you don’t understand, you can’t ask questions, so there is no need to spend a lot of time answering questions and resolving doubts.

This is indeed the case. Even if Di Jun and his gang wanted to ask, they didn't know what to ask.

Di Jun was extremely depressed. The numerous demon tribes in the Heavenly Court must have gotten out of control. No matter how good the system was, if you left it alone for tens of thousands of years, how could you expect the people below to voluntarily abide by the rules and regulations you had established? That was simply unrealistic.

The Wu Clan was also very depressed. There was no problem of members of the Wu Clan pretending to obey but actually disobeying. It was just that the Zixiao Palace was too boring!
Dijiang woke up and fell asleep, slept and woke up, but the preaching was still not over. After 40,000 years, even Houtu fell asleep.

The powerful men like Minghe, Zhenyuanzi, and Taiyuan Shengmu were all trying to keep their spirits up, but judging from their condition, they were only slightly stronger than the Wu clan, but not much.

Hong Yun was very anxious. He also had the Hongmeng purple energy, so the effect of listening to the teachings should be excellent. Even if he was not as good as the Three Pure Ones and Nuwa, he should be far better than Zhen Yuanzi and others.

But the fact is that he is no different from the other listeners other than the six Xuanmen disciples. He had some reaction at first, but after Deng Chanyu activated her own Hongmeng Purple Qi, the Hongmeng Purple Qi that Hongyun had just obtained completely disappeared. It seemed to be there, but also seemed not to be there. He was extremely anxious, but the Hongmeng Purple Qi ignored him. He didn't know whether his method was wrong or for some other reason. He was extremely panicked.

Time soon arrived at the 50,000th year of preaching.

The fatigue of many powerful people is visible to the naked eye.

Even the six people on the cushions were not as relaxed as they were at the beginning. There was too much knowledge being poured into their heads all at once. Even if they understood it, it was still a heavy burden.

The Three Pure Ones understood less, so it was not so bad. Deng Chanyu, on the other hand, listened to the teachings with a cheat, understood a lot, but the burden was also extremely great, and beads of sweat appeared on her forehead.

Di Jun sent a message to Fuxi, hoping that Nuwa would talk to Daozu again. According to the convention of giving a second sermon, we will get a chance for a "break" and we will go back to the prehistoric world and never come back.

Fuxi ignored it. His sister's affairs were the most important, his own affairs came second, and Di Jun and the Heavenly Court came third.

How could he possibly delay his sister's path for Di Jun's sake? This was the Hunyuan Dao Fruit. Compared to this, the Heavenly Court was insignificant.

(End of this chapter)