Conferred Gods: Start with a Phoenix clone

Chapter 1427 Xu Xian and Xu Xun

Yuxu Palace.

The White Crane Boy bowed to Deng Chanyu and said, "Uncle Master, I will follow your instructions and suppress the white snake under the Nine True Cliffs."

With the White Snake's level of Taoism, if Kunlun Mountain was used to press her, she would instantly turn into a meat patty. Jiuzhen Cliff is just a cliff in the Kunlun Mountains, almost the smallest one, and it is more than enough to suppress a snake demon.

The White Snake appears humble but is actually proud. Her arrogance must be overcome at the very beginning of the journey to the West.

Deng Chanyu nodded and said, "You've worked hard, nephew. Go down and rest."

"The disciple retire."

"The intensity is a bit high, but this is an important link and can be considered a difficulty, right?" Deng Chanyu asked Yue Guang in the mind connection.

Moonlight answered readily, "Of course it is a difficulty."

They referred to the experience in the Five Elements Mountain. These five hundred years of experience would make Sun Wukong remember it for a lifetime, and the White Snake was in almost the same mood now.

She must be made to understand that there are always people better than her.

You are just listening to the teachings in Mount Li, but you are not a disciple of the Mother of Mount Li. You are far from it.

Deng Chanyu concluded: "Let's suppress the White Snake first and let Fahai and his team work together for a while. Then we can discuss the next difficult task."

Whether it is the eighty-one disasters or the thirty-six disasters, there is a certain correlation between the disasters.

Many of the disasters in the original time and space were just made up to make up the numbers. For example, "encountering the Yellow Wind Monster" and "seeking help from Lingji Bodhisattva" are obviously two stages of one thing, but they are separated and counted as dilemmas.

The "near death at birth" of Tang Monk was one difficulty, and "being thrown into the river at the full moon" was also a difficulty.

Deng Chanyu and the others are not familiar with the entire process, so they can only set up the catastrophe according to the method of the Buddha in the original time and space.

Xu Xian being drowned was definitely one difficulty, and the White Snake being pressed under the mountain was another.

The thirty-six difficulties have completed the two dilemmas.

Deng Chanyu asked, "The third difficulty is with the green snake. Is Guanyin Bodhisattva coming soon?"

Moonlight said, "He has found the Green Snake. Next, let the Green Snake go to Meishan to ask Yang Jian to borrow the axe to split the mountain to save the White Snake and steal the magic grass."

If Deng Chanyu and others are the director and producer, then Guanyin Bodhisattva is the deputy director.

Yue Guang had asked several Buddhas and Bodhisattvas before, but they were not interested in taking the scriptures of Theravada Buddhism, let alone Mahayana Buddhism. Many Treasures Buddha went into seclusion and did not even show his face. Maitreya stayed in his own Mount Sumeru and did not come down the mountain for decades.

Only Guanyin Bodhisattva took this matter seriously. After a few times, he became the executive deputy director who was responsible for extras, art, modeling, lighting, and stage management.

The Bodhisattva Guanyin here instructed the Green Snake to ask Yang Jian to borrow an axe to rescue the White Snake. He and Yang Jian have always had a good relationship, so there is no problem in mentioning his name.

The green snake looked at Xu Xian's body worriedly. The white snake hadn't come back, and neither had Fahai. If he left again, wouldn't the body be taken away by the wild wolves and dogs in the mountains and used as a snack?

Guanyin Bodhisattva left on her own, and she could only figure out a solution on her own.

"Forget it, forget it, just this once!" She bit her middle finger and drew a circle on the ground with her own blood.

This was the magic that Xiao Qingluan had used on the green snake in order to hone her endurance.

Once the circle is drawn, people outside cannot come in and people inside cannot leave.

The source of this move came from Deng Chanyu. Qing Snake had watched Xiao Qingluan use it every day and had learned it a long time ago. However, since this move involved her "glorious history", she was unwilling to use it easily.

After arranging Xu Xian's body, she rode a cloud to Meishan.

Elsewhere, after an unknown amount of time, Xu Xian slowly woke up. He groggily got up and looked around, finding the place eerie and terrifying, giving him chills.

A blurry figure passed by not far away. He subconsciously wanted to call out to the other person and ask where this place was, but the figure on the other side looked like a cloud of mist, and he couldn't even see the face clearly. He swallowed the words that were about to come out of his mouth.

He touched his body, and his palm went straight through his abdomen. He was stunned for a moment. Where was his body? Was he dead?

The thought of death brought the pain of suffocation to his mind. He took deep breaths, but nothing came to him. It was as if his brain and body were torn apart by something.

After a quarter of an hour, he gradually adapted to the form of wandering souls. He found that the souls around him were walking forward in a daze. He didn't know where the place ahead was, and he intuitively felt that it was not a good place.

He felt that he, who still had consciousness, must be an outlier.

He forced himself not to faint, maintaining his human pace, and searched in the opposite direction of the wandering souls.

Xu Xian walked and stopped, and just before the light of the Sun Star was about to leave the Netherworld, he found a thatched hut.

He looked inside tremblingly and found a Taoist priest with extraordinary bearing sitting in the room.

The Taoist priest looked to be in his thirties, with three long strands of beard. He looked like an immortal, like a true immortal.

"Xu Xian, my humble disciple, greets the Immortal Master!"

Could this immortal be a demon in disguise? He had never considered this question.

If you are going to die, what else is there to be afraid of?

In his opinion, the gods appeared here most likely to save him.

Hearing his voice, the Taoist in the thatched hut slowly opened his eyes and said, "This is the underworld, the realm of the dead. You should go and reincarnate instead of coming to me. Donor, please turn back. Your life is over, and it's time to enter the cycle of reincarnation."

Xu Xianru was struck by lightning. He stood there, thinking hard. At the end of his thought, he smiled self-deprecatingly: "I have three companions. They are all very powerful. They must be trying to save me."

He seemed to be talking to himself: "I won't be reincarnated, I just got the chance to become an immortal!"

He was so excited that he didn't even call himself "Xiaosheng".

"You don't regret it? Your destiny can be carried over to the next life."

"No regrets, Xu Xian only fights for this life!"

The Taoist nodded calmly and said, "It is fate that you have met me, my benefactor. Please extend your hand."

Xu Xian didn't understand what he meant and subconsciously stretched out his left hand.

The Taoist took out his whisk and lightly touched the back of his hand.

Three stars appeared on the back of his hand. He asked curiously, "Master, what is this?"

The Taoist said, "Light it up and try it."

Xu Xian found the largest of the three stars and clicked it hard.

The next moment, I felt a white light appear in front of my eyes. This light was not as hot as the sunlight, nor as cold as the moonlight. Instead, it was sharp and heavy.

What is this light? Why is it glowing on me?

From Xu Xian's perspective, the Taoist's figure seemed a little blurry. It took him a long time to realize that he was surrounded by white light, which came from the sky.

(End of this chapter)