Conferred Gods: Start with a Phoenix clone

Chapter 1618: Buddhism and Demonism

While the descendants of the Deng family were paying homage to their ancestors and passionately agreeing on the family's future goals, Deng Chanyu and her family of three were observing in secret.

"It's destroyed in the end." Deng Chanyu sighed, thinking about how she had spent a lot of effort in establishing the Han Kingdom and the Han Dynasty. The treasure they got now was buried by her in advance.

She had long anticipated that the Deng family would reach this point today, but when the reality really happened, she still felt a little sad, as her traces in the ancient times were reduced again.

She now somewhat understood Nuwa's feelings. Whether it was the Deng family, the Han Dynasty, or even the prehistoric world, for her, they were probably just a stop on her journey. If she continued on her way, sooner or later she would forget about the prehistoric world like the descendants of the Deng family do now.

Will I abandon Daji and Xiaowu at that time?
Daji knew her too well. Seeing that she was in a bad mood, she immediately interrupted with a smile: "They don't even know the name of your ancestor. What does it have to do with you whether they live or die?"

This is indeed true. Before Deng Chanyu completely left the court, she had been consciously trying to downplay her presence. Being involved in too many human causes and effects was not conducive to her practice.

Did she stop daydreaming and put the prehistoric world behind her? Nuwa was lucky to have a disciple like her as a human ladder. Nuwa completely stepped on her shoulders to leave the prehistoric world. Seriously speaking, Junzi couldn't achieve true transcendence, let alone Deng Chanyu.

The daughter-in-law couldn't refute what she said, so she changed the subject: "Xiaowu, what do you think of your nephews and nieces who are who knows how many generations later?"

How does this make me feel? As a Golden Immortal, Xiao Wu didn't feel much of a blood connection with these so-called nephews and nieces. With every generation, the bloodline is diluted by half. How much is left now? If you insist, there is still some, but this little bit is not much different from the ordinary people outside.

Without blood ties, there is no question of whether or not there will be offspring.

Deng Chanyu and Daji both looked at their daughter. Didn't Daji Yunxiao say that she indulged her child every day and didn't know how to teach him? Now she should teach him!
Xiao Wu frowned, racking his brains, "Well, they shouldn't be separated. A family should be together, reunited, and happy, right?"

She thought she had given the most perfect answer, raised her little face, and waited for praise.

Daji's smile was bright. She asked her daughter, "With whom can we be reunited and live in harmony?"

Xiaowu subconsciously wanted to mention Yunxiao, but when he saw his mother's strange smile, he finally realized something was wrong and quickly explained, "Of course it's our family of three! Who else could it be?"

Daji tapped her forehead lightly, meaning, little thing, you're smart!

Xiao Wu patted her chest lightly, feeling that she had escaped again. When Daji was whispering to Deng Chanyu, she made a face, and when Daji turned her head, she smiled obediently again.

The Han Empire collapsed. After more than ten years of chaotic fighting, the Longxi Li family defeated many powerful enemies around them and established the Tang Kingdom in the former Qin and Han Dynasty. The family patriarch even obtained the Han Dynasty's imperial seal from an old Taoist riding a green bull.

Because of the imperial seal, the princes in Shandong (east of Mount Hua) were quite wary of the newly born Tang Kingdom. From time to time, they would unite and gather a large army to attack the border.

The Tang State was like Xiqi when facing the army of the Shang Dynasty. It guarded the pass tightly and relied on repeated defenses to develop internal affairs and accumulate strength for the eastward expedition to the other countries and unify the world.

Lingshan.

"Amitabha, well done, well done." A corpse with a hideous face, hands and feet bent into strange shapes, and a body almost burned to charcoal from the inside out was placed in the Yuzhen Temple at the foot of Lingshan Mountain.

The abbot of Yuzhen Temple, the Golden-crowned Immortal with a pointed head, stood by and served.

Yue Guang reached out and touched the wound of the corpse. Behind her stood Sariputra and Maudgalyayana, two of the ten great disciples.

She observed the corpse for a while, then asked, "Shariputra, how many monks have fallen into the Blood Pond Hell this year?" "Reporting to the Buddha, this is the thirty-third monk to fall into the Blood Pond Hell this year."

"Thirty-three." Count the moonlight discs once.

It is clearly a holy place where thousands of Buddhas gather, but because of Luohou, it looks like a scene from a weird novel.

The moonlight is not afraid of Rāhu, but the same cannot be said of the Buddhas, Bodhisattvas and Arhats.

There are many different ways of death. Some people commit suicide directly, while others dig out their own hearts. The monk in front of us had his magic power go wrong and he burned himself to death.

These dead people who are contaminated by evil spirits cannot go to the paradise, but can only go to the eight cold and eight hot hells on the Buddhist side.

There is no doubt that hell has been occupied by Luohu, at least a large part of it. This guy's power has almost all entered Buddhism from Taoism. Relying on the blessing of Buddhism's luck, Luohu is getting stronger every day.

Moonlight can defeat Luohou now, but if the battle is delayed for too long, that may not be the case. After all, this was a powerful enemy that Junzi defeated with his friends.

The Immortal Jinding suddenly walked out of the temple door, and a moment later, he quickly walked back: "Buddha, a novice monk just came to report that an Arhat has fallen in the monastery."

He was a monk before, but now he has become an arhat? Yueguang found it difficult to deal with. After Rāhu fully entered Buddhism, his power increased too quickly.

"Lead the way."

"Yes."

The fallen Arhat was not a well-known Arhat, and he was not very diligent in his daily practice. According to the strength classification of the prehistoric world, he was only at the level of a terrestrial immortal.

But the fall of this Arhat sounded the alarm for Moonlight, and he could not delay any longer.

Seven days later, in the Mahavira Hall, Yue Guang summoned all the Buddhas, Bodhisattvas and Arhats to discuss the recent many bizarre deaths.

She wanted to concentrate the power of Buddhism to clear out the hell and severely damage Rāhu.

It's hard to kill him, but you can keep this guy quiet for a few hundred years.

This trick is only a temporary solution and not a fundamental solution, but it can delay the problem for a while longer. After Deng Chanyu achieves the state of Hunyuan, Luohou can be handed over to the next generation to deal with.

Except for those who were in seclusion, all other Buddhas and Bodhisattvas were present, even Lu Ya, who rarely came to Lingshan in the past.

It is worth mentioning that after three hundred years of stalemate with the Twelve-Rank Pure World White Lotus, Maitreya finally saw through his obsession, gave up the Pure World White Lotus, and returned to Lingshan. Naturally, he was also present at this level of conference.

As an eyewitness to the incident, Shariputra spoke first and narrated the frequent deaths of monks in recent times due to inner demons.

As a leader, he certainly couldn't express his thoughts directly. Moonlight sat in the Twelve-Rank Merit Golden Lotus and raised his hand slightly: "What insights do you all have? Please speak freely."

(End of this chapter)