Conferred Gods: Start with a Phoenix clone

Chapter 162 The Moment When the Styx Patriarch Was Closest to the Saintly Throne
A huge wave composed of blood and water crashed onto the wall of Chentang Pass with a loud bang, and more than a thousand Blood God Sons stood out from the blood and water one by one.

Madam Yin put on her armor and went into battle, shouting constantly, ordering the soldiers of Chentang Pass to muster up the courage to defend their homeland, but the soldiers were all scared and trembling like sieves. Not to mention shooting arrows and killing the enemy, being able to stand was a sign of courage.

Can't delay any longer.

"Master Shen, can you control your body?" Deng Chanyu asked Shen Gongbao.

“No, no!”

Deng Chanyu waited for two breaths, then saw Shen Gongbao hadn't sent any more orders. He looked at her pitifully, then suddenly realized, Oh, it seems this time it really won't work! Originally, one Blood God Child might have been controllable, but now there are hundreds of Blood God Children. Shen Gongbao's skills are really not enough. I had underestimated the situation.

She quickly observed the situation. Most of the people in Chentang Pass had gathered at the Li Mansion. The housekeeper of the Li Mansion was organizing servants to rescue people and put the elderly and children with limited mobility in high places. However, facing the increasing number of Blood God Sons, these old, weak, women and children could not even withstand a wave of attacks.

Deng Chanyu threw her Nanming Lihuo Sword to Long Ji, who was better at swordsmanship: "Help me delay for three breaths."

"it is good!"

With the help of five magic swords, Long Ji tried her best to infuse magic power into the swords and attacked continuously. Even when her shoulder was hit by a stick by Yuan Futong, she did not take a step back.

Three breaths passed quickly, and Deng Chanyu unfolded the map of mountains, rivers, and the country. In an instant, it covered an area of ​​one kilometer in radius.

Her magic power was quickly consumed, and she used Nuwa's magical treasure to directly open up another small world between the prehistoric world and the world of the Mountains, Rivers, and States.

All the blood gods within her sight, as well as the blood in the waves, all the blood with the magical characteristics of the Styx Ancestor within the range of her spiritual consciousness was collected!
She quickly made a hand gesture, and the scene in the newly opened world changed.

The main body was still in the Styx deep in the sea of ​​blood, stunned for a moment. With the help of the perspective of the Blood God Son, he found that thousands of Blood God Sons were suddenly in an ancient and weathered Taoist palace.

There is a two-foot-high platform directly in front of the sight, and in front of the platform there are six ordinary-looking cushions.

Purple Sky Palace?!

The ancestor of the Styx was shocked.

After shock, he was filled with rage. He roared in the sea of ​​blood, and the thousands of Blood God Sons he had taken into the newly opened world also cursed in unison. These voices included men and women, young and old, and at this moment, they all gathered together and said rather strangely, "You dare to deceive me with just some low-level illusion, a trick to amuse children!?"

It is not uncommon to use magic to create an illusion. As long as you find a slight flaw, you can break it easily.

The Styx Patriarch found it a bit funny and couldn't help but look around. A half-grown child is playing this with me, the Patriarch? When I went to Zixiao Palace, you humans weren't even born yet!
He looked around warily, and the more he looked, the more confused he became.

This place seems, probably, and may really be the Zixiao Palace!
He saw Di Jun and Tai Yi, adorned in their full imperial crowns, bearing a commanding presence; the affable Zhen Yuanzi and Hong Yun; and the sinister Kun Peng. These were all renowned figures of the prehistoric world, their mimicry plausible. However, many great figures who had passed away after their brief appearance at the Purple Cloud Palace had long since vanished from the legends. Even when these figures passed before Ming He, he had to search through his distant memories for a long time before recalling their names. Deng Chanyu hadn't even lived one ten-thousandth of Ming He's long lifespan, yet she possessed such insight?

When Minghe saw the Three Pure Ones, whose cultivation had just reached the Golden Immortal realm, step into the Zixiao Palace, and then the three of them sat on the cushions without saying a word, his heart was suddenly gripped with worry.

The Map of Mountains, Rivers, and States found a flaw in his mind, and the illusion silently eliminated most of his vigilance, and all the Blood God Sons gathered together unknowingly.

The mind of the Styx Patriarch was completely overwhelmed by the opportunity before him. The cushion! The chance to become a saint!

This scene shocked him a thousand times more than Hou Tu's reincarnation. Who would want to be a saint of the earth when they could become a saint of the heaven? He woke up from his dreams countless times, hoping that he would be the one rushing up to sit on the cushion.

This was the closest he had ever been to sanctification.

Seeing Nuwa sitting on the fourth cushion on her own, Minghe, who was originally sitting behind the fifth cushion and only one step away from this cushion, could no longer sit still.

The flaw in the mind is extremely large, and the power of the Mountain, River, State and People Map that invades is even greater.

The ancestor of the Styx didn't even stand up. He just pushed his buttocks hard and jumped forward on the spot like an old hen, and sat upright on the fifth cushion. After two breaths, he looked around proudly, his expression full of pride!
"Hahahaha - it's A Yu who did this! It's so wicked. I'm stupid and you still tease me!" Nuwa slapped her thigh with joy, especially when she saw Minghe's excited expression, she couldn't help laughing out loud.

Qingluan, the two maids, and the three little ones also covered their mouths and chuckled. The nine Golden Crow spirits now only had the intelligence of babies, and didn't know what their "sisters" were laughing at, but they also made duck-like sounds. The body of the innate Wutong tree could not move, so it stretched out a branch, turned left and right, and went into the bedroom to watch with them!

Deng Chanyu didn't know that Nuwa was peeping, and even if she knew, she wouldn't care. She felt that the Styx had taken the bait, and the magic formula in her hand changed.

There was a soft "pop" sound.

The Taoist on the high platform said solemnly: "The seats have been determined. From now on, you will sit here and no one is allowed to take them. I have obtained the Jade Disc of Creation. Now I follow the will of Heaven and explain the Three Thousand Great Ways to all living beings."

Minghe was very excited. Yes, yes, this is the taste, this is the opening line!

The last bit of doubt in my heart was dispelled.

Could Deng Chanyu even come to Zixiao Palace to listen to Hongjun's first sermon? A bastard made of mud, how could she possibly deserve it! If Deng Chanyu had been there, Minghe would have eaten the giant rock at Dividing Treasures Rock!
Things like reincarnation in the underworld, social death, and betrayal by his apprentice didn't exist. He must have comprehended the avenue of reincarnation and traveled directly to an even more ancient era! It was past memories that were affecting him before, but now he had finally woken up.

The gate of the Zixiao Palace in the illusion was closed by Haotian and Yaochi. Two boys walked to the side of the Taoist ancestor and stood on his left and right. All three thousand guests were in place, and Hongjun began his first sermon.

Deng Chanyu couldn't imitate Hongjun's appearance, and Minghe didn't notice the problem. Not to mention before, even now, Minghe has no memory of Hongjun's appearance. He vaguely thinks he is an old Taoist priest, but what exactly he looks like? He has no memory at all.

Hongjun's first lecture only lasted a thousand years, and the content was relatively basic. Deng Chanyu randomly pulled out a memory of Nuwa from the derivative cushion and began preaching to the Styx! Anyway, it was to trap the enemy and delay time. It didn't matter whether I understood it or not, so I'll just give it a few words!
(End of this chapter)