Conferred Gods: Start with a Phoenix clone

Chapter 1471 Xiaoshuai and Xiaomei

New Wa Palace.

Nuwa eats melons every day, she sees a lot and has a very clear understanding of the conflicts within the Yuxu Palace.

Qingluan is extremely intelligent and has followed Nuwa for so many years, so he can be considered knowledgeable.

Biyun, Bixia, Wutongshu, and several trusted maids were confused about the complicated relationship.

They looked at it intently, but after looking at it for a long time, they still couldn't understand the relationship between them, and confusion was on their faces.

Biyun and the others are simply too home-bound and have little experience. The new maids are very smart, but they were all created by Nuwa in this new world and have no idea about the people and things in the ancient times.

Nuwa explained it in a few sentences, but found that the contradiction could not be explained in just a few words. She waved her hand and handed this trivial task to her disciple, under the pretext that the disciple would do the work.

Deng Chanyu missed Nezha so much at this moment. She pointed at the celestial mirror and casually replied, "Look carefully, the woman in the picture is called Xiaomei, and the man is called Xiaoshuai."

Biyun and the others were confused by what they heard, but they did understand part of the contradictory relationship.

Nuwa looked at her disciples in surprise. What a mess! Is that Xiaomei? That's Qingyao, the maid of the Holy Mother Taiyuan. You know her.

Yuxu Palace.

Deng Chanyu often boasted that she was a child whose life span was less than one yuan.

She is a very competitive child. One of the rewards of her competitive spirit is that she has mastered many skills. She has plenty of time and wisdom to hone her worldly skills to an extremely high level.

The jade statue placed in Yuxu Palace was carved by her own hands using a whole piece of Kunshan jade.

The White Crane Boy walked quickly into the back hall, activated the protective magic circle there, and then prayed silently to the jade statue.

Deng Chanyu's spiritual consciousness had actually been projected from the distant new world for a while, but it couldn't be exposed at this time, so she waited half a cup of tea before responding.

Her clear voice came from the jade statue: "Bai He? What's the matter?"

"Uncle-master, the Chan Sect encountered some troubles. Today, my master, the Immortal Master Nan Ji, was going to accept a new disciple, but..." Bai He spoke briefly and quickly recounted the whole story.

Deng Chanyu pretended to ponder for a moment, "The Holy Mother of Taiyuan is also a senior. Would it be rude of you to ask me to 'persuade her to leave'?"

Bai He actually didn't know how much power Deng Chanyu could transmit back through the air. Initially, he was just trying to give it a try. Now seeing that she was so confident and even considered the aspect of being rude, Bai He suddenly understood that she didn't take Taiyuan Shengmu seriously at all.

He was just an attendant boy and part-time steward of Yuxu Palace. Whether he offended Taiyuan Holy Mother or not was the business of Nan Ji Xian Weng. No matter how they settled the score, it would not be his fault.

"Master, please understand. The Chan Sect does not need you to do anything. As long as you can give the situation a little room for improvement, that will be enough."

Deng Chanyu thought for half a cup of tea before she said, "Okay, since I'm staying at Yuxu Palace, helping you out now can be considered as paying some rent." Such a big cause and effect is definitely not something that can be offset by just "rent", so she meant to continue living there.

Bai He nodded in agreement quickly and said, "No problem, you can stay as long as you want!"
Deng Chanyu drew some magic power from the phoenix and the moonlight respectively, and then her spiritual consciousness descended into the main hall of Yuxu Palace like a physical being.

The Grandmother Taiyuan immediately looked over, her face filled with alarm. Who was this? How could a single divine consciousness possess such power?!

Deng Chanyu chuckled and said, "The Holy Mother is a great master from the prehistoric times, and she has a long history with the Chan Sect. Why bother with this mortal? Ma Liang is young and weak, and doesn't know the true immortals. In the future, let his teachers teach him, and when he repents, let him apologize to the Holy Mother. Wouldn't that be wonderful?"

By this time, the Holy Mother Taiyuan had recognized her. "It's you. How can the Empress Wa Palace even control the Jade Void Palace? Aren't you overreaching? Who are you to speak to me?"

Deng Chanyu's tone grew colder. "I'm trying to reason with you, but you insist on talking about seniority. If I tell you about seniority again, you might start talking about family connections again, right? Brother Tongtian and I are equals, so do I have the right to speak to the Holy Mother?"

The people from the Chan Sect looked puzzled. If that was the case, then Deng's seniority was indeed high, and it was perfectly fine for her to have a conversation with the Grand Saint Mother on an equal footing. But how should they, the disciples, react? Should they bow down and pay their respects?
The Taiyuan Holy Mother, despite her age, remained resolute. She picked up the dragon-headed cane given to her by Yuanshi Tianzun and said, "You want to negotiate peace? Okay, first let me see if you have what it takes to be on equal terms with a saint!"

Deng Chanyu, who was in the new world, pointed at the Taiyuan Holy Mother in the celestial mirror and said to Nuwa, "She's anxious, she's anxious!"

Nuwa nodded repeatedly: "That's right, it's so rude, it's a disgrace to the seniors, bullying the weak, this is all caused by Hongjun Laodeng."

Qingluan and Wutongshu also expressed their opinions, and everyone basically treated Taiyuan Holy Mother as a joke.

Deng Chanyu really didn't take this person seriously. Although they both killed a corpse, there were differences between quasi-saints. The Holy Mother Taiyuan relied entirely on her lifespan to kill the first corpse. In this respect, she was not as good as the Immortal Man of the South Pole.

As soon as Deng Chanyu had a thought, an extremely yin energy quickly spread from the jade statue in the back hall to the front hall.

The bone-chilling cold air covered every corner of the Yuxu Palace. Ma Liang was frozen unconscious without even a groan. The heat in his body was rapidly lost, and he was about to freeze to death. The immortals of the Xianjiao sect looked after themselves, but only Zhenren Huanglong felt sorry for him and used his own dragon talent to spit out a flame to help him resist the cold air.

These were just the aftermath of the aftermath. After all, Deng Chanyu was separated from her by most of the chaos, and her power could not be controlled so finely.

Yang Jian opened the divine eye on his forehead, wanting to see the effectiveness of this move. The next moment, he groaned. Not only was his divine eye corroded by the icy air, his majestic face was also covered with frost. His primordial spirit, which had been trained from the outside to the inside with the Eight-Nine Profound Art, showed a tendency to be completely frozen. In a cup of tea at most, he, a powerful general who could fight against the Taiyi Golden Immortal, would fall.

Jade Ding Zhenren was horrified and quickly made a hand gesture to force a large amount of true sun fire into Yang Jian's body.

The first wave of flames turned directly into light smoke. He cast spells continuously without regard for consumption. The sun star became 30% dimmer than before. Only then did he manage to dispel the cold air in Yang Jian's body with great difficulty.

He brought this upon himself. If he hadn't looked blindly, he wouldn't have provoked the frost to counterattack on its own.

The Holy Mother Taiyuan is the real target.

The old lady was more knowledgeable than these younger disciples and was horrified: "Innate extreme yin energy?"

(End of this chapter)