Conferred Gods: Start with a Phoenix clone

Chapter 168 Red Thread and Dream
Just as the Golden Spirit Holy Mother was about to say something, she saw Deng Chanyu, who had been sitting there like a dead person, resurrected with full health and stood up passionately to swear an oath to the sky.

"Heaven above, today, Xuanmen disciple Deng Chanyu, along with Long Ji, Jin Ling and others, is here to exterminate the demonic clone of Minghe and defend the righteous path of the prehistoric world. This disciple will never coexist with the demonic path in this life. I hereby issue a demon-killing order. Anyone holding this token will exterminate those in the demonic path without being affected by karma or suffering the calamity."

She recounted her achievements in detail, including why she did it, how she planned to do it, and to what extent she had achieved it.

In order to prove that she did not act on impulse, she held in her hand the gold brick that she had given to Nezha before, and she had carved the word "Zhu" on the surface of the gold brick.

Anyway, it's all about killing the devil, no scriptures are needed, just kill him and it's done.

As for what a demon is, that is easy to judge. Anyone who stands against Hongjun is a demon!
Is the Styx Patriarch a demon? Originally, he might not have been, but with her constant provocation, he almost is now.

Judge by the deeds, not the heart; just look at the results, not the specific process.

The next moment, the Heavenly Dao responded and bestowed a large amount of merit.

Deng Chanyu took 70% alone, the Demon-Slaying Order got 10%, the Golden Spirit Holy Mother took 10%, Long Ji took half, and the remaining half was divided equally among the Immortal Fu Yuan, the Giant Spirit, Wen Zhong, the True Man Huanglong and all the heavenly soldiers and generals.

The Golden Spirit Holy Mother was already a quasi-saint, but merit was still a rare commodity for her. She was a little surprised. "I was the one who killed that Styx Patriarch's clone, wasn't I? Why only give me 10%? And why are you so skilled?"

Deng Chanyu bowed to her and said, "I feel guilty for troubling you to come all this way. This great oath will prevent you from entering this calamity, and it can be considered as a small way to make up for my guilt."

Originally, the Golden Spirit Mother's coming here this time was like officially stepping into the great calamity of the Conferred Gods. If she was killed in the future, she would be directly listed on the Conferred Gods List. Now Deng Chanyu has made a patch on the Heavenly Dao, and she can eliminate demons without being affected by cause and effect and without entering the calamity. She will no longer contact people from Yin Shang and Xiqi, and will turn back to the mountain. What happened today can be treated as if it never happened.

The Golden Spirit Holy Mother is a novice when it comes to "borrowing" from the Heavenly Dao, and she listens to whatever Deng Chanyu says.

For a moment, I felt that it was reasonable for me to get a merit.

Fu Yuanxianweng was extremely dissatisfied. As an old immortal, he naturally knew the importance of merit. It was because of this that he was dissatisfied.

What the hell! I fought for so long, and in the end, I was reduced to a "waiting for someone" position, not even worthy of my name? I have to share half of the merit with a bunch of heavenly soldiers and generals. He can't compare with the Golden Spirit Holy Mother, but what did this Princess Longji do to deserve half of the merit?
Deng Chanyu didn't care about their thoughts at all. After making a great wish, she returned the gold brick, which was now blessed with merit and could be regarded as a magic weapon of acquired merit, to Nezha. Then she sat down and closed her eyes to rest as if nothing had happened.

With these seven merits, plus the hard training during this period, she will soon be able to reach the realm of [Heavenly Immortal].

"Teacher, has the evildoer been punished?" Wen Zhong asked anxiously.

The Golden Spirit Holy Mother shook her head gently: "Old Ancestor Minghe is indeed a powerful person of the same generation as our teacher. His Taoism is far superior to mine. I just destroyed his clone here."

Not only did Minghe run away by himself, he also took away the Avici Sword. The methods of this veteran quasi-saint are really too weird.

But she didn't care. Instead, she warned Wen Zhong: "Although the mortal world is good, it is not a place to stay for long. You still need to make plans early."

Wen Zhong could have refused Qin Wan cruelly, but he could not take his teacher's advice lightly.

He bowed his head heavily: "Disciple will remember the teacher's teachings."

The Golden Spirit Mother sighed softly, nodded to Deng Chanyu and Long Ji, then got on her Seven Fragrance Car and returned to the Biyou Palace.

The generals of the Heavenly Court also returned under the leadership of Immortal Fu Yuan and the Giant Spirit God.

Jinzha and Muzha said they would return to the mountain to report. Shen Gongbao also said he wanted to return to Kunlun Mountain to see Yuanshi Tianzun to see if his mouth could be healed.
The Dragon King, Ao Bing and his companions searched the East China Sea for a while and finally found the Turtle Prime Minister hiding in a turtle shell with several important officials. At least the Dragon Palace was not completely destroyed, so these unlucky guys went back to rebuild the Dragon Palace.

The last ones left at Chentangguan were Deng Chanyu, Long Ji, and Huang Long Zhenren, who was badly injured and had to stay for a few more days.
At the Lingxiao Palace, Lord Haotian took advantage of the situation to reprimand both Immortal Fu Yuan and the Giant Spirit, saying they were incompetent and had brought disgrace upon the Heavenly Court under the gaze of the saints.

The giant spirit acted as if nothing had happened. After cursing, he got up and left.

Immortal Fu Yuan felt very uncomfortable and felt that he was being targeted.

This old immortal was a man who would not suffer any loss. After thinking it over in his mind, he decided to vent his anger.

He came to the engagement hall secretly.

The master of the Engagement Hall is Yue Lao, and his boss is Fu Yuanxianweng, who is in charge of the safety of the family.

Yue Lao is usually responsible for matching men and women together and is a deity in charge of marriage.

Marriage and other matters were originally under the jurisdiction of Nuwa, but Nuwa was a very indifferent saint.

To some extent, he is similar to Lao Tzu.

He is quiet and does nothing, he doesn't fight for anything, he doesn't compete for anything, he usually never goes out, he just stays at home in the Queen Wa Palace.

These trivial matters of marriage are left to the jurisdiction of Heaven.

Yue Lao planted an acacia tree in front of his door and watered the tree when he had nothing to do. His daily job was to match people up and look at the infatuated men and women in the world. Occasionally, he would find some old friends to drink tea and chat. His life was quite carefree.

Today he went out for a drink and came back drunk, not noticing at all that a dark shadow followed him into the engagement hall and arbitrarily changed one of the many red lines.

Chentangguan.

Deng Chanyu, who meditated and practiced daily and whose magic power had not yet fully recovered, had a dream in which he married an extremely beautiful girl.

Facing the blessings of her father, brother and sister-in-law, she was still forcing an explanation, saying something like "I'm face-blind, I don't know whether she is pretty or not". The figure of the girl in the dream was extremely blurry, and her appearance could not be seen at all. She only vaguely remembered that they had a happy married life. They both returned to Mount Emei to study and practice Taoism. They could be said to have lived a carefree life.

Unfortunately, dreams are just dreams after all.

When she woke up and looked at the empty room, she was filled with questions. Was she possessed by a demon? It seemed her Daoist heart wasn't strong enough. She should copy the Huangting Sutra ten more times.

the other side.

Long Ji woke up in the room, her face flushed. She didn't care that her clothes were disheveled. She immediately ran to the table and wrote down the poem that the man in her dream recited to her.

"Sharing the same dream at night, making up the same at dawn, the two beautiful flowers in the mirror are as beautiful as each other.

They sing together in the boudoir, just like a couple.

From now on, we will be together for generations, taking turns to be phoenixes, and living together in the phoenix tent."

(End of this chapter)