Conferred Gods: Start with a Phoenix clone

Chapter 1447 Please connect Zulong Kongxuan with the chicken
Zulong didn't know what the treasure was exactly. Chi Chi didn't find any clues related to the treasure on several mortals. He guessed that it might not be some actual treasure, but a clue, or an opportunity. The old dragon decided to let nature take its course and ordered his subordinates to come back first.

not long time.

County Magistrate Cai and Ma Liang and others woke up one after another.

To them, this matter was weird from the inside out. They were galloping on horseback, and then suddenly fainted. When they opened their eyes again, they were already in an unfamiliar place.

Fortunately, this was still the territory of the Han Dynasty. After showing his identity certificate, he changed more than ten horses locally, and rode at full speed, almost breaking the prison carriage apart. Finally, he brought Ma Liang to Luoyi. Zulong kept an eye on them all the way. As soon as the county magistrate arrived, the King of Qin summoned him immediately.

The county magistrate presented the magic brush to the King of Qin in a flattering manner. The King took it and looked at it carefully. He also felt that the brush was not destined to be with the King, and the brush did not react at all in his hand.

Is this a treasure?

Both the King of Qin and the East Sea Emperor were confused.

I can't see any clues, but the identity of the Antarctic Immortal proves the value of this thing. Yuanshi Tianzun's eldest disciple values ​​it so much, so this thing must be extraordinary.

The King of Qin thought for a moment and said, "Magister Cai, where is Ma Liang? Please invite him here."

The county magistrate grasped a lot of information from these two sentences. He personally went to the prison van, opened the door, removed the shackles, and hypocritically brushed the dust off Ma Liang's shoulders.

"You only know how to bully good dog officials. Don't touch me!" Ma Liang was young, but he was very angry. He wanted to push County Magistrate Cai away, but he didn't have enough strength and failed to move him after two pushes.

"Hehe." Magistrate Cai, feeling completely humiliated, lowered his voice and said, "Ma Liang, don't blame me for not warning you. The person inside is a powerful figure. With just one word from him, your entire village won't have to pay taxes this year. What do you think? I know your wish, so I traveled a thousand miles to bring you to the capital."

No matter how smart Ma Liang is, he is no match for the official. The word "official" has two "mouths" in it, so whatever he says makes sense.

He was dizzy and was brought to see the King of Qin.

The first time he saw the child, the King of Qin knew that he had suffered a serious loss of energy and blood. Although he seemed to be fine and could run and jump, in fact, most of his life span had been consumed. Even if he never used the so-called magic pen again, Ma Liang would hardly live beyond the age of thirty.

Is this the Nanji Xianweng's plan? What is this old guy going to do?
The King of Qin is not afraid of provoking karma. He is seeking survival from death. He has already been sentenced to life imprisonment. What can the karma, no matter how big, do to me? If you have the guts, come and kill me!

He lifted up the half-broken Heavenly Dao Brush on the table and asked, "Ma Liang, where did this magical brush come from?"

"An old man gave it to me."

This answer was the same as no answer at all. The King of Qin pointed to the wall beside him and said, "Draw something casually and let me see it."

Ma Liang stiffened his neck and said, "I only paint for the common people, not for corrupt officials like you!"

The King of Qin felt very wronged. The corrupt officials were Han officials. What did this have to do with me, the King of Qin? Their Phoenix Clan founded the country, and when they were scolded, they had to blame me, the ancestor of the Dragon Clan?

He couldn't explain the relationship between the two to a half-grown child, so he could only vaguely brush over the subject: "Previously, County Magistrate Cai pleaded for your village, and I have granted your request. As long as you draw something casually, your village will be exempted from taxes for a year."

"What about the two surrounding villages? There was a severe drought three years ago, and all the crops in the villages died."

The King of Qin said nonchalantly, "All exempted, for one year."

He couldn't help but feel secretly happy when he saw that he was using the Phoenix Clan's things to exchange for his own benefits.

Ma Liang was afraid that he would regret it, so he asked, "You didn't lie to me?" The King of Qin replied firmly, "Your Majesty never jokes."

Logically speaking, the King of Qin should not use "Jun" to refer to himself, after all, there is the Emperor of Han above him, but Ma Liang did not understand.

He thought for a moment and said, "Okay, I'll draw you a chicken."

He also had a vague feeling that drawing a cow consumed the most energy, followed by a sheep, and then a chicken consumed the least energy.

The King of Qin was indifferent: "Okay."

Ma Liang picked up the Tiandao brush and skillfully drew a big rooster on the wall in no time.

In a moment, the rooster turned into a real thing. It was not only alive but also very spiritual. The first time it saw the King of Qin, it wanted to peck him. However, after weighing the strength between the two, the rooster ran away.
The King of Qin stood up suddenly. It was unbelievable. Not only did he create something out of thin air, but he even inherited the hostility of the bird clan towards him?
This is not a simple transformation of the virtual into the real, nor is it the enlightenment technique often used by immortals, but a more advanced ability that is more in line with the laws of nature. Ma Liang has not used even one billionth of this ability.

The King of Qin felt that he had picked up a treasure. As long as he raised the banner of treating the villagers well, Ma Liang and the magic pen could be used for his own purposes. As for how to use them, he still needed to think carefully about it.

Ma Liang's idea of ​​cultivating immortality was rejected immediately. This guy was holding a treasure, but he didn't know it. Due to his limited knowledge, Ma Liang could only make use of a few functions of the magic pen. If he had enough knowledge, King Qin would have been in trouble.

He must never be allowed to cultivate immortality.

It is good for replenishing the body.

He waved to the Black Dragon Guard beside him and asked them to quickly serve the food so that Ma Liang could have a good meal first, then change his clothes and prepare two maids so that he could see the richness of the world.

The Qin Palace was on the east side of Luoyi, while Kong Xuan lived in the west of the city with many of his disciples who followed him to study.

The emperor of the Han Dynasty liked Taoist theories and had a vague intention of cultivating immortality. He only approved of many of Kong Xuan's statements but did not regard them as the guiding principles.

Kong Xuan didn't care about this. After staying in Luoyi for such a long time, his physical and mental fatigue had been mostly relieved. He was ready to return to the mountain to continue his practice.

Kong Xuan did not inform his so-called disciples and left through the south gate alone.

As soon as he reached the city gate, he saw a big rooster.

The big rooster was acting cunningly. It hid in a pile of firewood and looked around from time to time, as if it wanted to sneak out when the guard at the gate let down his guard.

Kong Xuan took one look, then a second look, and then a third look.

To ordinary people, they can only see that it is a big rooster, but he has a unique vision and can associate the big rooster with many things.

This is an ordinary chicken, but also very extraordinary. This chicken has no father and no mother. Kong Xuan can't see any causal relationship with this chicken. It's as if it suddenly jumped out of a stone.

How is this possible?! Is this also an innate divine spirit? Or should it be called an innate divine chicken?

He grabbed the chicken's wings, and as the big rooster crowed loudly, he rode on a five-colored auspicious cloud and returned to his original residence.

He wants to study this chicken carefully.

　Now I can't stay up late at night. I feel very sleepy after 11 o'clock. I am really old. Chapter 3 is at noon
　　
　
(End of this chapter)