Conferred Gods: Start with a Phoenix clone

Chapter 1514 Back, everyone is back
Deng Chanyu came to Lingtai Fangcun Mountain alone without disturbing anyone. At this time, Sun Wukong was dressed as a Taoist boy and sat with more than 30 senior brothers, listening to the teachings of Patriarch Bodhi.

Sanxing Cave looks like a Taoist temple, and the disciples here are all dressed like Taoists. The actual sermons contain the essence of the three religions, which can be said to be equal emphasis on Buddhism and Taoism.

Just by listening to some profound theories, Sun Wukong gained some enlightenment. He then transformed from a mortal to an immortal, shed his mortal body, and embarked on the path to immortality.

"Brother Daoist, can that monkey be cultivated?" Deng Chanyu asked Patriarch Bodhi.

Her current goal is highly consistent with the goals of the two Western saints. The Journey to the West must be successful. This is why Maitreya wants to act secretly, but he is hesitant and doesn't know where to start. She finds Maitreya a task to catch the Pure World White Lotus, and Bodhi Patriarch pretends not to know the reason.

Bodhi Patriarch himself was still preaching to his disciples when he sent out an incarnation to come before her.

He sighed softly, "He's still a bit stubborn and wild, hard to tame."

The monkey sitting on the cushion scratched his ears and cheeks, looked back from time to time, and could not sit still for a moment. When Patriarch Bodhi on the high platform looked at him, he would be quiet for a while, but this period would last for a stick of incense at most. After the time passed, he would still twist and turn on the cushion like someone with ADHD, and occasionally do a somersault.

Deng Chanyu smiled and said, "It's just nature. Don't force it."

Sun Wukong respects Patriarch Bodhi very much. He is probably his most respected teacher, no doubt about it.

If Patriarch Bodhi asked him to kill the monkeys in the Flower-Fruit Mountain, he would hesitate for a moment and might actually do it.

How about Tang Sanzang? If Tang Sanzang dares to touch a hair of the monkeys, he will just beat Tang Sanzang to death with a stick!

"Brother, how many years do you plan to teach?" Deng Chanyu needs to make a lot of arrangements, and she wants an exact time point.

Patriarch Bodhi pondered over it, looked at Sun Wukong again, and finally said, "How about ten years?"

"can."

Sanxingdong is almost a quick way to learn, compressing theoretical knowledge as much as possible. Even so, it takes seven years to teach theoretical knowledge. There is really too much theoretical knowledge in the three religions. If you don’t understand the theory, you can’t learn the rest. After teaching the theory, it will be faster to teach the practical part.

Sun Wukong studied the Great Heavenly Immortal Art for three years, learning the seventy-two transformations. After being taught the formula once, he could master it instantly.

Once this scripture is passed down and the fighting skills are taught, you can become a master.

The monkey's ten years of cultivation is equivalent to hundreds of years of hard work by Yang Jian and Nezha. It seems that his talent is too extraordinary. In fact, we must also take into account the time he accumulated in the stone, which is calculated in billions of years. In the final analysis, his talent is actually similar to that of Yang Jian and Nezha.

Patriarch Bodhi asked, "How is Jin Chanzi doing these days?"

Deng Chanyu had a strange expression on her face. "It's still the same. This is my sixth life. I was born, and because of my strong resentment, my biological mother died. My biological father became irritable because of this, and he would beat and scold me at every turn. Then, the eight-year-old Jin Chanzi cut my neck."

Bodhi was not in a hurry: "Wait a little longer, and it will probably get better after enduring a little more suffering."

If the sixth life doesn't work, then the seventh. If the seventh life doesn't work, then the eighth. That innate hostility is ultimately limited, and one day it will wear off. Deng Chanyu nodded, "Your words make sense, fellow Daoist."

Sun Wukong's growth was planned by Patriarch Bodhi himself, so she didn't need to worry about it. This time she did not return to Fengdu Mountain or Emei Mountain, but came to the loyal Yuxu Palace in Kunlun Mountain.

"Please arrange a secret room for me. I need to stay in seclusion for a few days."

The White Crane Boy bowed and said, "Disciple obeys."

Entering the secret room, Deng Chanyu took out the Time Wheel and Kunlun Mirror. She searched for anomalies in time and space bit by bit. Normal time and space should be very smooth. If there are foreign objects that do not belong to that time and space, they will appear very abrupt. With the help of this feature, she can find traces of old friends at the junction of time and space.

Haotian was trapped under his own Haotian Tower for an unknown amount of time.

At first he was extremely worried. He was afraid that the three realms would be in chaos, with the various forces in Heaven acting independently and the world engulfed in war. He was also afraid that Hongjun would suddenly take action and rescue him. Later he said that he was not capable enough and that he should return to Zixiao Palace and continue to be a boy.

All kinds of thoughts made his days feel like years, and every moment was torture.

Ultimately, he was still afraid of losing his power and the possibility of making further progress.

As Fenghuang stabilized the situation in heaven, he was respected as the emperor from afar.

Haotian's luck, which had fallen to the bottom, began to slowly recover. Luck is like the tide, it can fall and naturally rise as well.

As his luck grew stronger, his strength recovered faster, and the Haotian Tower gradually became unable to suppress him.

One day, Haotian was resting his mind and recovering his magical powers when he suddenly felt a small crack appear in the space-time that trapped him. The crack was so small that it would be difficult for him to pass through it under normal circumstances. However, the previous obsession clone had taken away most of his fate, fortune, and destiny. From a higher perspective, Haotian was no longer as "strong" as before. (Chapter 1348)
He didn't have time to think about it, and he couldn't take the Haotian Tower back. At the moment before the crack was about to disappear, he gave up some of his foundation and most of his magic power, and used the Rainbow Transformation Technique left by Di Jun in the Heavenly Palace. He instantly broke free from the suppression of the Haotian Tower and left this strange time and space.

As the Emperor of Heaven, he has the means to make up for what he has lost, but if he loses the throne of the Emperor of Heaven, then everything will be lost.

He ran with great determination.

Zhao Gongming followed Tongtian Patriarch in his travels through the chaos. He saw magnificent scenes that he would never see in his lifetime if he were trapped in the primitive chaos. He also fought dozens of bloody battles with Tongtian Patriarch and was seriously injured and dying several times. His original temperament as a gangster boss weakened a lot, and was replaced by a sharpness like a sword.

Under the guidance of Master Tongtian, he had already killed the first corpse. Master Tongtian asked him to return to the prehistoric world to calm down, truly understand himself, see his own way forward, and then talk about killing the second corpse.

He was very careful all the way back from the chaos to the prehistoric world, because Tongtian Patriarch was really good at attracting hatred.

Deng Chanyu only had a little grudge against the Corrupted Demon God, but she was already in such a mess. Tongtian Patriarch was like a steamroller, killing his way through. Just imagine how many enemies he had.
Zhao Gongming had just escaped from the edge of a chaotic vortex when he saw a rainbow light flying towards him. Without thinking, he drew his sword and slashed. While slashing, he used the magical power of "One Wind Transforms Three Skies". Three beautiful figures also drew their swords. Without even seeing what the enemy looked like, they stabbed four times with "puff, puff".

When he was about to draw his sword and stab again, the rainbow light bypassed him and flew away.

Zhao Gongming was a little confused. Who was this? Was the house on fire? Why was he running so fast?
(End of this chapter)