Conferred Gods: Start with a Phoenix clone

Chapter 145 The baby is mine, the blame is yours
The wrong flag fell into the hands of the wrong operator.

The saint has long transcended the Three Realms and is no longer within the Five Elements. No matter how good the Five Directions Flag is, it is just a toy for the saint.

The unlucky ones are people like Master Xuandu, Long Ji, and Deng Chanyu.

The best way is to exchange them, giving A's flag to B and B's to C, and everyone will be happy. However, since this matter involves a saint, no one dares to say a word.

Even the great master Xuandu has no objection, and the little shrimp Deng Chanyu will not have any objection either. It’s the water element, so she can use it, and she doesn’t mind it.

She put the Xuanyuan Water Control Flag into the Mountain and River State Map, relied on the saint's magic weapon to block the perception of the Styx, then put away the formation diagram of the Liangyi Microdust Formation, and finally took away the Sky-Repairing Stone.

Rakshasa woman cannot stay here either.

She took the Rakshasa woman back to the underworld and then handed her over to Ksitigarbha.

She said confidently, "This girl is very interested in the teachings of Western Buddhism. Please teach her the Dharma, brother."

The order to capture Daji was indeed given by Rakshasa, but who was the person who initially promoted Daji as the most beautiful woman? This is something that requires careful consideration.

Deng Chanyu respects you, Dizang, as a disciple of the saint, but you also have to give me face. I will be the gun, and then you have to take the blame.

If you disagree, we'll have to talk it over.

Ksitigarbha smiled gently and said, "My Western teachings open the door to convenience. All those who are predestined can come and listen."

The hatred value between him and Mara is constant, so he doesn't care if there is one more thing.

The seriously injured Rakshasa woman "voluntarily" came to accept the influence of Western religion.

In this regard, we have to say that Western religions have great advantages, and Ksitigarbha does have the means. He recites scriptures and preaches eloquently. In less than two days, the Rakshasa woman's resistance has dropped a lot. In a trance, it seemed as if she had really come to listen to the Dharma, and occasionally she could exchange learning experiences with her classmates.

Deng Chanyu would stroll around the place where they were giving lectures from time to time, carefully observing the Rakshasa woman's expression. When she was sure that she had really put down her butcher knife and hatred, she took out her little black book.

She had too many enemies, and if she didn't write them down and look at them from time to time, she was afraid she would forget them.

It is extremely important to be prepared for danger in times of peace when facing the great catastrophe of the Conferred Gods.

The first page of her little black notebook is filled with debts owed.

Some have already repaid their karma, such as Lu Yue and Li Qi, while some have not yet, such as Lu Yue’s fourth disciple Yang Wenhui and his two junior brothers Chen Geng and Li Ping.

The second page is between returning and not returning.

Among them are Ma Yuan, the Dragon King of Jinghe River, and today the name of Rakshasa Woman has been added. They have all been converted by the West. She has always been worried about the effectiveness of the West's conversion, fearing that these guys will secretly attack her.

After almost a week of questioning and investigation, Zizai Tian Boxun and Tianfei Wuma learned that their little daughter had "disappeared" with the Xuanyuan Water Control Flag. After a while of searching, they discovered that their daughter had gone to Dizang's camp.

Dizang came to the underworld alone, yet he was able to build up a considerable force. Where did he get his manpower from? They were all converted from his enemies.

The Rakshasa woman was not the first to be saved, nor was she the last. Zizaitian Poxun had 72 daughters, and he didn't really care if one was missing. What he cared about was the Xuanyuan Water Control Flag that the Rakshasa woman had taken away.

The ancestor of the Styx has quite a few innate spiritual treasures in his hands, including the top-level innate spiritual treasure such as the Twelve-Rank Karma Fire Red Lotus. However, this ancestor has always been stingy with his disciples, and it is a rare favor for him to bestow the Xuanyuan Water Control Flag.

The couple was very anxious. If the ancestor came out and found that the Xuanyuan Water Control Flag he had given them was lost, they would have no choice but to die to atone for their sin.

But what could they do? Go attack the underworld now?
The underworld’s ability to handle government affairs is indeed poor, but its military strength is high!
As the protagonists of the previous catastrophe, they actually didn't want to cause trouble and pushed many troubles to Ksitigarbha.

Just because you don't want to cause trouble doesn't mean you're afraid of it. If Mara dared to lead his army to attack the underworld, those remnants of the witch clan, who appear polite but actually hide axes and hammers in their robes, would surely laugh out loud.
Po Xun and Wu Mo were at a loss for a moment. They reasoned that the flag was merely lost. It was the innate spiritual treasure of the Styx Patriarch. We couldn't refine it, but could you, Dizang, do it? If they found an opportunity, they could personally take action and retrieve it. They didn't consider "ownership," completely unaware that Deng Chanyu's goal was complete possession.

With Dizang taking the blame, Su San's reputation as an outlaw was largely obscured. A sea of ​​blood, countless lives, all at war for faith. Seven or eight cities, for Mara, were truly no big deal. Dizang was his lifelong enemy, and Su San? Just a small fry!

After the Ghost Festival, Deng Chanyu and Daji returned home.

The hatred between Mara and Uma was taken away by Ksitigarbha, but some minor troubles still existed.

"The one riding in the sedan chair is Su San!"

"The one riding on the white dog is Su San!"

"The one picking his feet is Su San!"

To a certain extent, the national policy of the Rakshasa Kingdom, "beauty is ugliness and ugliness is beauty," is still very popular.

A group of strange-looking guys, each one uglier than the other, whose specific races were unknown, joined the Rakshasa Kingdom. When they heard about Su San's bad reputation, they formed a group to take revenge.

Deng Chanyu killed batch after batch of monsters, and Daji also fought desperately with two swords in the pile of monsters and demons.

The enemy wasn't strong, but there were too many of them! Finally, they used the Eight-Nine Mysterious Arts and the paper figurines to divert attention, simultaneously disguising themselves as Su San and her unknown followers in several directions, cleverly bypassing the encirclement and returning to the human world.

Back home, Daji was so tired that she lay on the bed and didn't want to move: "Ayu, how many bad things have you done using my name? I have to go back next year!"

Deng Chanyu wasn't worried at all: "Actually, I'm doing this for your own good. Think about it, is it better to be in a major calamity suddenly facing a fatal crisis, or to be hunted from time to time like this? If the major calamity becomes a minor one, we can get through it safely. Be brave and strong!"

"That's all nonsense. I can't argue with you. Ouch, I don't want to move anymore." Daji lay face down on the couch, feeling lazy.

Deng Chanyu suddenly looked outside the door: "Brother Su, Brother Su, you are all here."

Daji quickly sat up, smiling without showing her teeth, maintaining a dignified posture, and then looked outside the door. It was empty outside, not even a ghost.

She pouted and looked at Deng Chanyu, meaning I'm angry!

Deng Chanyu pulled her up: "Hurry up, you still have to practice stick techniques today. This is what my mother-in-law asked me to supervise you."

Although Daji was reluctant, she still gritted her teeth, took out a long stick, and started practicing randomly in the yard like Lin Daiyu wielding a water-grinded Zen stick.

(End of this chapter)