Conferred Gods: Start with a Phoenix clone

Chapter 1443: The Antarctic Immortal and the Old Man of Longevity

The Immortal of the South Pole also serves as the Great Emperor of Longevity of the South Pole in the Heavenly Palace. As one of the Four Heavenly Emperors, the fact that he does not come here on normal days does not mean that he cannot come.

At this time, the old man was leaning on a cane, seemingly walking slowly but actually walking fast, walking straight towards the Three Immortals of Fortune, Longevity and Happiness.

The three of them had no choice but to bow and greet.

"Little Immortal pays homage to the Emperor."

"Little Immortal pays homage to the Emperor."

"Jiang Ziya pays his respects to the eldest brother." Old Jiang was the most helpless. If he had known that he would encounter Antarctica today, he would rather lie dead at home with Ma than come out to the banquet.

His current purpose is to stay away from troubles and run as far away as possible. Whether the prehistoric world is destroyed or whether the heaven can continue to exist has nothing to do with him. You tall people can't handle it, and it's useless to pull a short person like me over. You big people study big things, and I, a small person, study small things. I support you spiritually!

Now that the Immortal of the South Pole has come to him, he can't run away.

The Conferred God Ceremony has indeed ended, but he is still a disciple of the School of Orthodoxy, and the Immortal of the South Pole is the eldest senior brother of the School of Orthodoxy, and this relationship must be acknowledged.

Nanji Xianweng was not as arrogant as Ran Deng. He smiled and nodded, "Zi Ya, it's been many years since we last met. It seems your fortune has increased a lot. Good, good. Practice well and don't let your talent and the Yuxu Palace's forty years of perseverance go to waste."

Given his status, it's perfectly reasonable for him to say this. The three elder brothers of the Human, Expounding, and Demonic sects were all taught by sages themselves, and many of their fellow disciples had practiced under them. Jiang Ziya was nominally a disciple of Yuanshi Tianzun, but did you expect Yuanshi Tianzun to teach him personally? He and Shen Gongbao were both taught by the Nanji Xianweng on their behalf.

In the past, there was a passion for preaching in Kunlun Mountain. Even if not much was preached, this passion must be acknowledged.

Jiang Ziya quickly bowed and said, "Ziya will remember my brother's teachings."

Nanji Xianweng looked away, skipping over the passerby Bi Gan, and looked at the old man of longevity: "Daoyou, it's been many years since we last met."

The original body and the corpse-slaying clone share common memories, but they cannot be considered the same person.

Since it has been chopped off, it is a completely new life form. If it is like the Immortal of the South Pole, whose own path declines and the clone gained complete freedom after chopped off the corpse, it will be difficult to combine the two together again.

Spilled water cannot be collected, and a broken mirror cannot be mended. This is one of the drawbacks of the Three Corpses Beheading Method. Hongjun himself also acknowledges this drawback. There is nothing perfect in this world. If you want to go further, you must bear the corresponding risks.

Now the risk falls on Antarctica, which directly kills him.

Now that the old man has gained his freedom, he doesn't want to go back and be a clone again.

He said, "My fate with the Emperor has ended. What difference does it make whether we meet or not?"

The smile on Nanji Xianweng's face gradually faded. Jiang Ziya and Bigan exchanged glances. "It's definitely not appropriate for us to just run away right now. Should we intervene?" "What's our position to intervene?"
Jiang Ziya is called a junior brother, but in reality he is just a disciple or apprentice. His words are of little influence and he has no right to speak here.

Bigan wanted to help, but he didn't know how to behead a corpse, and he didn't know what the specific relationship between Nan Ji and the old man was now.

The two could only stand aside awkwardly as a background.

Nan Ji asked, "If you could go back to the past, would you be willing to come back?"

The old man flatly refused, "The Emperor is me, and I am the Emperor. If the Emperor could break free from his shackles, would he return?" The wrinkles on Nanji Xianweng's face instantly deepened by two points, and his eyes lost their luster. He knew he wasn't one to sacrifice himself for others. Had the corpse-slaying clone also adopted his character, sacrificing himself to achieve his original self? Haha, it wasn't a question of whether or not it could be done, but simply that it couldn't be done.

He said somewhat dejectedly, "I understand what you mean, Daoist friend. Now, I'm leaving."

He didn't look at Jiang Ziya and Bigan again, turned around and left, his back looking quite desolate.

The three immortals Fu, Lu and Shou also lost interest in chatting, said a few simple polite words, and then dispersed.

Deng Chanyu could see from many clues that it would become increasingly difficult to practice in the prehistoric world.

Even the Immortal of the South Pole can see it.

Deng Chanyu doesn't need to worry too much about the overall situation. She has reached the last step. The relatives around her all have their own blessings and destinies. There is no need to worry even if they die. When she takes the last step, she can change their fate.

Nan Ji was no match for him. He was already far from reaching the goal, and now he had to go back, stumbling and falling. He wanted to ask his teacher, but Yuan Shi Tian Zun was not at home.

He was so miserable that he didn't know what to do, and happened to encounter a great era of change in the prehistoric times. The future situation in the prehistoric times would completely trap him.

The only solution now is to make a quick breakthrough. As for abandoning the prehistoric world and joining the chaos, he has no such idea for the time being. He is not good at fighting at all. If he joins the chaos, he will die without knowing how he died.

Through more than a hundred years of hard practice, he has consumed most of his life savings, and now he has barely reached the middle stage of Taiyi Golden Immortal, the late stage of Taiyi, Daluo, and Quasi-Sage. The road ahead is more difficult than the previous step.

The Jade Purity Immortal Technique of the Chan Sect originally focused on comprehension and foundation, and the speed of cultivation was relatively slow. Nan Ji's own technique was the slowest among the Jade Purity Immortal Techniques. After all, what he sought was immortality, not fighting.

Now I can’t go any faster even if I want to.

How to do?
He could only set his sights on the old man.

When the two are combined into one, some of the lost blessings, qualifications, and bones will come back, and the improvement in all aspects will push him to the late stage of Taiyi Golden Immortal, and even all the way to achieving Daluo. However, there will inevitably be sacrifices in this process. After merging again, there will be no immortal like Lao Shouxing in the world. Even if Nan Ji reaches the quasi-sage realm again, the one he kills at that time will no longer be Lao Shouxing.

He expected that the other party would not be willing to do so, so he could only use force!

In the early years, when the great master Xuandu, the ancestor of the human race, became a disciple of the human religion, and later when the three great disciples went to visit Nuwa, the bored Fuxi once read the fortune for Nan Ji and found out that there was a great catastrophe in his destiny.

This guy had prepared a backup plan early on. He sealed up all the means that he could use to turn the tide, just to prepare for when disaster strikes so that he would have the capital to fight back.

Before, the Heshan corpse's clone split too quickly and his backup plan was not used. Decades ago, when he returned to the Taiyi Golden Immortal realm, he activated his backup plan and found a treasure from it.

The Immortal of the South Pole carefully came to an abandoned cave, opened the formation, and finally took out half of the jade pen that seemed to have been broken by something.

If Deng Chanyu was present, she would definitely recognize that this was the other half of the Heavenly Dao Pen that was once in Taoist Kun's hands.

The authority of the Heavenly Dao Pen is roughly equal to that of the Great Heavenly Dao, and the Great Heavenly Dao is superior to the Three Thousand Great Daos.

At the level of the Great Dao, he and the Old Man of Longevity are separated and there is no possibility of fusion, but the Heavenly Dao Pen can make the impossible possible.

(End of this chapter)