Conferred Gods: Start with a Phoenix clone

Chapter 1674: The Follow-up of the White Bone Demon
Deng Chanyu and Yunxiao met again less than half an hour after they were separated.

Yunxiao changed into a new dress. There was no trace of spilling wine or swelling. Her temperament was still cool and clear. She wore a rosy skirt and a moon-shaped bridal cape, and her manners were graceful. She looked elegant and calm.

Deng Chanyu's gaze seemed a bit aggressive. Yunxiao looked at her indifferently at first, and then an unquestionable rejection flashed in her eyes. When Deng Chanyu looked away as if nothing had happened, she returned to her calm appearance.

Their little action didn't alarm anyone.

Qiongxiao, Bixiao, Haoguinu, and even Lao Zhao did not notice anything unusual about them.

They left Emei and came to the East China Sea.

Everyone's eyes were fixed on the place thousands of miles away. Taoist Duobao stopped Ji Meng and decided to avenge those Jiejiao disciples who had died in vain.

Zhao Gongming, Qiong Xiao and the others came to watch the battle. If there really was a one in ten thousand chance that Ji Meng escaped, they could help intercept him.

In order to deal with this guy, the Golden Spirit Holy Mother issued an order as the head of the sect, setting up a net to kill Ji Meng.

Zhao Gongming and his men set out from Mount Emei. Coincidentally, Deng was also in Emei. When she heard that they were going to avenge Chen Jiugong, who had the same name as her adoptive father, she came along to join in the fun.

Yunxiao went from Mount Emei to Sanxian Island, and then returned to Mount Emei from Sanxian Island. After reuniting with this group of idle people, he went to the East China Sea to watch the battle again.

The itinerary was quite complicated, but she managed to take a bath, change clothes, and dress up in half an hour, and then arrived at Mount Emei as if nothing had happened. Deng Chanyu wanted to write a "congratulations" to her.

The Golden Spirit Mother wanted to take this opportunity to establish the prestige of the Jiejiao Sect and invited many powerful people from the ancient times to watch the battle.

Only Bai Ze and Ying Zhao, the two former demon saints of the demon clan, refused the invitation. Most of the other powerful people were present. Even Kong Xuan and Lu Ya turned their attention to the East China Sea to watch the battle.

Taoist Duobao's realm is higher than Ji Meng's. At his level, the magic of the Xuanmen immortals would have been able to suppress the innate magical powers of the demon clan. However, Taoist Duobao had no intention of underestimating the enemy and he attacked with the Zhuxian Sword.

The last time the Zhu Xian Sword faced the wooden sword, he was badly defeated by the Phoenix, lost all face, and became a laughing stock for a while. This time, he finally got his revenge.

Ji Meng was completely unable to withstand the sword's edge of the Zhu Xian Sword, and one of his arms was cut off in less than twenty moves.

The demon saint of the demon clan attacked fiercely like crazy, but was finally chopped off the dragon's head by Taoist Duobao after fifty moves.

The next step is to replicate the previous "separate actions".

The three heads, a dragon head, a human head and a bird head, were separated far apart. A large amount of essence and blood spurted out of Ji Meng's headless neck. His body fell from a high altitude and had turned into stone when it reached the ground. With a "bang", it shattered into pieces.

Deng Chanyu was not very interested in this level of battle. After broadcasting it live to Nuwa, she received an "average" evaluation from Nuwa.

She chatted with Nuwa for a while, then closed the celestial mirror.

She kept glancing at Yunxiao. After Duobao's fight ended, Yunxiao immediately grabbed Xiaowu and wanted to take her back to Sanxian Island for training, giving her a look that said, "Don't come over here!" Deng Chanyu found it a little funny that someone so grown up was as shy as a little girl, and the way he tried to cover his ears and steal the bell was quite adorable.

Lingshan.

Lingshan may seem like a mountain, but in fact it has long been opened up into a vast and boundless world by the moonlight's great magic power.

When you are at a lower level, you can practice Buddhism together. One person can lead the chanting, and the others can just hum along to fill the void. No matter if you can read or not, after chanting a thousand or ten thousand times, you will naturally understand the principles.

But when you reach a higher stage, it is still the same as Taoism, you must cultivate yourself, and you will not achieve the right result by eating from the same pot.

Ma Yuan, the One-Qi Immortal of Jiejiao who once lived in the White Bone Cave in Skull Mountain, was struck by a phoenix and his bone hand was broken. His cultivation turned into flowing water and he was later converted into the Western Sect by Zhunti. (Chapter 132)
This person is considered a veteran in Buddhism. No matter how old he is, he is a disciple of Western Buddhism, and former disciples of Western Buddhism generally believe that they are superior to Buddhist disciples.

When it comes to this, Western religious disciples will say: When we were shedding blood and tears for Buddhism, you didn’t even know where you were!
Disciples of Western religions, Westerners, Buddhist disciples, former disciples of the Jiejiao sect, Asuras, and a group of converted demons, this chain of contempt has always been maintained in Buddhism.

Ma Yuan should be considered a first-class disciple.

Unfortunately, this old man, when Jie Yin and Zhunti established Buddhism, did not receive the status of Ma Yuan Zun Wang Buddha, but was only an insignificant Arhat. (Chapter 830)
There was a rumor in a small circle that Moonlight Tathagata did not like Ma Yuan, so Jie Yin and Zhunti gave him this face and demoted him to the lowest point.

Ma Yuan, a bone demon born from the remains of an ancient powerful being and a disciple of Jiejiao, is now not as successful as rising stars like Fahai in Buddhism.

This guy was very violent and would eat people's hearts at will. Even his old neighbor, Shiji Niangniang, was very afraid of him.

In the past, the bony hand behind his head was broken, and after removing this source of all evil, he was indeed awake for a long time. However, as Luohou's power gradually entered Buddhism, the evil thoughts in Ma Yuan's heart began to grow again.

The root of evil is the heart, not the bone-cut hand.

Good and evil, these two thoughts have been lingering in my mind. It is said that if you put down the butcher knife, you will become a Buddha immediately. But why haven't I become a Buddha even though I have put down the butcher knife?
Kinnara Bodhisattva walked into his meditation room and said pointedly, "You have committed heinous crimes, yet you still dream of becoming a Buddha? This is a joke. The lives that died tragically at your hands have never given up the desire for revenge. Endless resentment continues to haunt you. You've smashed the wooden fish and torn the scriptures to pieces. You will never achieve Buddhahood in this life or the next. Instead of standing by the abyss and envying the fish, it's better to retreat and weave a net."

Ma Yuan closed his eyes and said nothing. This was not the first time Kinnara came to see him, and he knew very well what the other party wanted to say.

"The younger generation you once had high hopes for was killed by the pilgrim team at Baihu Ridge. His brain was shattered and he lost all his spiritual power. It was a tragic death." Kinnara Bodhisattva said slowly.

"Is this true?"

"A poor monk does not tell lies."

Ma Yuan felt a pang of heartache.

There are very few bone monsters. The Honghuang Heavenly Dao hates these creatures that are born with hostility. The few bone monsters that exist have all joined the Demon Sect and become bone demons.

On the Buddhist side, from Yueguang Rulai to Guanyin Bodhisattva, and then to the Arhats below, they all have great hostility towards their clan. Ma Yuan often wants to argue loudly, I have done bad things in the past, but I have changed now, isn’t that enough?
No one was willing to listen to his explanation. Ninety-nine percent of Buddhist disciples believed that his existence was a sin and he deserved to die!
(End of this chapter)