Conferred Gods: Start with a Phoenix clone

Chapter 1418: The Emperor of the Han Dynasty Cannot Be Dissolved in Water
Deng Chanyu grabbed her daughter's face with both hands and pulled it apart.

Xiao Wu stammered and begged for mercy: "Oh, it hurts, it hurts! I was wrong, Daddy, I was wrong!"

"Where did you go wrong?"

"Is it my fault that I shouldn't have come out to play?"

"anything else?"

"And? And, I should, should listen to Xiao Yuanzi."

"anything else?"

“.Ah? No more!”

"Think again!"

"Okay, okay, I'll think about it. I shouldn't disobey Sister Yunxiao's orders."

"anything else?"

"It's really gone!"

Deng Chanyu scolded her daughter and then looked at Bixiao.

Bixiao felt a pressure from Deng Chanyu that was very similar to that felt by Tongtian Sect Master. She didn't know that this pressure belonged to the authority of the Heavenly Saint.

Deng Chanyu's authority had almost dissipated with the end of the sermon in Zixiao Palace. At this point in time, she was still unable to mobilize the power of Hongmeng Purple Qi, but Bixiao still felt enormous pressure. She muttered "You can't see me" and "You can't see me" while carefully moving aside.

Deng Chanyu coughed, then immediately smiled: "Ah Yu, your cultivation has improved greatly. Congratulations!"

It is difficult to change one's nature, and this problem cannot be solved by just a few words. Deng Chanyu is not in a position to say it as a friend.

She paused for a moment and said, "I will tell Yunxiao everything that happened today."

As soon as she said this, the three unlucky guys lowered their heads in unison. A low pressure enveloped them, and each of them looked extremely depressed.

She snapped her fingers, and the three of them were sent into the space channel without any chance to resist. They were dazed for a moment, and when their vision returned to normal, they saw Yunxiao's face.

Yunxiao was copying scriptures at her desk. She was writing very seriously and didn't even look at the three unlucky guys who appeared out of nowhere.

The three of them, regardless of age, weight or body, knelt in front of her like quails, with their heads lowered, each one more honest than the other.

Deng Chanyu had already learned the origins of the Ming Cult from Yuanxiao, and she was baffled. How could such a huge blame be placed on her? She calculated, oh? Everyone thought it was Nuwa's fault? That was fine!
Many scenes after her departure flashed before her eyes, most of which were scenes that Fuxi was trying desperately to cover up. Fuxi's actions easily made people think of the attempt to cover up something that only made it more obvious. Nuwa should be very annoyed, right?

"Oh, I never expected it to turn out like this. It's so radical!" Even she, the radical protagonist, thinks that the followers of the Mingjiao are radical.

Yuxu analyzed rationally, "It's probably because the three corpses are still incomplete. Little Monk Yueguang hasn't been able to kill them yet. The negative impact of your evil corpse has been amplified to the extreme by the Hongmeng Purple Qi. Then these anomalies were projected onto the moon, turning into the current turmoil."

Deng Chanyu agreed with this statement. She had indeed felt something while listening to the sermon. She felt that she was incomplete, that one-third was missing, and that this missing part fell on Yueguang. The moon projection, the mumbling, and the evil spirit were all Yueguang's fault.

Moonlight, who was in Lingshan, kept complaining: "There's nothing I can do. Jin Chanzi has just reincarnated into his fifth life. Although his anger isn't as strong as before, I don't think it's going to be easy for him to obtain the scriptures."

One original body and three clones were all sighing.

For Yue Guang, the journey to the West is not only a ritual, but also an important symbol of the spread of Buddhist scriptures to the East, which is a great achievement of Buddhism.

This must not be ambiguous.

At that time, it seemed that there were two candidates for the list of gods, Jiang Ziya and Shen Gongbao. However, from the beginning to the end, only Jiang Ziya was the one who met the requirements. Yuanshi Tianzun would never choose Shen Gongbao.

The same is true for the journey to the West now. This is destiny, something that has been determined by the laws of nature.

It's not impossible to force the Six-Eared Macaque, Black Bear, Red Boy, and Elder Jinchi into a single car, but the effectiveness is uncertain. This would be defying Heaven. Deng Chanyu now needs to flatter Heaven. It's too late to just go along with Heaven, so why would she go against Heaven? She's only a few steps away from the finish line; there's absolutely no need to go against Heaven.

There is no good way to obtain the scriptures. One is to wait, and the other is to go ahead. Going ahead will definitely make it more difficult. The method of Tang San burying a monster with one punch will definitely not work.

The previous time turbulence had consumed a lot of Deng Chanyu's spiritual consciousness and magic power. She was now exhausted and temporarily put the journey to obtain the scriptures on hold.

Faintly, she felt Cheng Huang calling her again.

This guy is really stubborn. Didn't you realize that the person you summoned was actually correct all along?

With a thought, she deflected all the power from the Candle Dragon Pearl.

Go find your mistress, don't look for me anymore!
She rubbed her forehead and said, "What's going on with this big Han Qin Wang? Is he kidding me?"

Yuxu didn't know about this. Yueguang was in Lingshan and didn't know much about things in the East, so he could only ask Fenghuang to tell him.

Phoenix thought for a moment and said, "The Three Realms are one. No matter how much we say we don't care, it still has an impact. Our existence itself is destiny. The destiny of Heaven, the destiny of Buddhism, and the destiny of the Empress Wa Palace will all affect the human world.

It was fine while you were here, but after you left the current time point, the Han Dynasty had nothing to do with us anymore, and the national fortune plummeted, which is why Zulong took advantage of the opportunity to enter. Now, the one sitting in the Luoyi Palace is a five-year-old child, and it’s hard to say how long he can live.”

Deng Chanyu listened expressionlessly. Within fifty years, the Han Dynasty had seven emperors, an average of one every seven years, and had become a purely consumable resource.

She did not want the Han Dynasty to last forever, nor did she plan to continue the national destiny for the descendants of the Deng family. However, everything should have a lower limit. It is like the arsenic content in Guangxu's hair is 2400 times that of an ordinary person, but she insisted that he died of illness.

In the Gaowu world, seven generations of Han emperors died in a row over the course of fifty years. You say they all died of illness? Isn't that nonsense?
Deng Chanyu didn't want to bring up the "Han Dynasty emperor easily dissolves in water" allusion again in the future. She couldn't afford to lose face.

"Okay, I understand. I'll tell Daji later that from now on, the Deng family's crown prince will be guaranteed to live to the age of eighteen, and the princes and princesses will be guaranteed to live to the age of sixteen."

These things were not done only by Zulong. It is a bit unfair to put all the blame on him. The civil and military officials of the dynasty also had some share in it. Deng Chanyu didn't care if they fought each other, but she couldn't harm a four or five-year-old child!
Before reaching the minimum age limit, the princes and princesses of the Deng family would not die even if they drank arsenic, and they would not drown if they jumped into a pond if they could not swim. This is certainly unscientific, but it is definitely primitive.

If you are still attacked after exceeding this age limit, it has nothing to do with Deng Chanyu. You are not suitable for this identity. You should die soon and be reborn soon.

(End of this chapter)