Conferred Gods: Start with a Phoenix clone

Chapter 222 The Lord of Suffering Comes to the Door
Just when Jiang Ziya was filled with sorrow and had nowhere to confide in, a voice came from outside the Yuxu Palace. The voice was not loud, but all the immortals could hear it clearly.

"Deng Chanyu, a disciple of the Empress Wa Palace, along with Huang Feihu and Jia Shi, has come to pay homage to the Jade Purity Saint."

The boys from various caves kneeling in the last row all turned their heads and subconsciously wanted to reply. Among them, the boy Baiyun from the True Lord Qingxu Daode was the fastest. He was about to stand up when the boy Juliusun next to him pulled him. Only then did he realize that Yuxu Palace was not his own Ziyang Cave, and he quickly lowered his head.

Yuanshi Tianzun, sitting high on the cloud bed, opened his eyes. Nuwa and Tongtian Jiaozhu joined forces to conceal the secret of heaven, and even he could not figure out the reason.

I don't know what this person is here for.

Yuanshi Tianzun remained calm and signaled the White Crane Boy who was attending beside him to invite someone in.

Nuwa from the Empress Nuwa Palace curled her lips and said, "Yuanshi Tianzun is still being arrogant. My disciple goes to see you, and you send a third-generation disciple to greet him?"
Fortunately, Bai He is a disciple of the Nanji Immortal and a saint's attendant boy, so his status is not low. It is barely acceptable for the third generation to welcome the second generation.

"Uncle master, please. King Wucheng, Madam Huang, please." The White Crane Boy came to the gate of Yuxu Palace and saluted politely.

Deng Chanyu stood waiting by the apricot tree at the entrance of Yuxu Palace, where a golden bell and jade chime hung. Noticing that the boy who greeted her was from the bird lineage, she immediately smiled warmly, "Thank you, nephew, for leading the way."

It was not convenient to say more at this time, so she stepped into Yuxu Palace first.

Huang Feihu and his wife followed behind, and the five-colored fat cow could only wait outside the door.

The Yuxu Palace is shrouded in clouds and mist, and the scene is magnificent. Even when you walk into the main hall, you feel as if you are in the clouds. There are countless rays of light, purple air everywhere, and the Taoist aura is everywhere. The colorful auspicious aura that is rarely seen in the world can be seen everywhere here.

Deng Chanyu was very calm about this. The abilities of a saint were not reflected in these external things at all. The Yuxu Palace was not much better than the Wahuang Palace. If you really want to talk about gorgeous decoration, Haotian's Lingxiao Palace was also good. She had seen a lot of these.

Huang Feihu and his wife were a little nervous. The clouds and mist under their feet seemed real and illusory. They seemed solid when they stepped on them, but also seemed unreal. Fortunately, they were worried about their son, so they held each other's hands and followed Deng Chanyu inside.

Soon, we arrived at the main hall.

There is no such thing as a ten-minute break between sermons by saints. Even if the saint closes his eyes, the disciples below dare not move. They all sit there and wait obediently.

Deng Chanyu walked in and didn't see the immortals of the Chan Sect, but she could feel some invisible eyes staring at her. She guessed that this should be a magical power used by the saints to control space.

Deng Chanyu, without looking away, was the first to bow down before Yuanshi Tianzun's cloud bed: "Deng Chanyu, a disciple of the Wa Palace, greets the Jade Purity Saint. May the Saint live forever."

Huang Feihu and his wife also followed suit and bowed, but they didn't say anything. They didn't know what to say. Should they say that the King Wucheng of the Shang Dynasty was paying homage to the saint?

Yuanshi Tianzun said calmly, "My nephew is not cultivating in the Wa Palace, but has come to Kunlun Mountain. I wonder what important matter is there?"

"Your Majesty, please allow me to report that King Wucheng and his wife lost a child several years ago. My training is limited, but I can only predict that the child is still alive and connected to Mount Kunlun. Therefore, I have come to search for him. Please forgive me for disturbing your meditation."

Having said that, involving his own Taoist lineage, even with Nuwa and Tongtian Jiaozhu joining forces to conceal the secret, Yuanshi Tianzun understood the whole story in a single thought.

In his heart, he felt a little resentful towards the True Lord Qingxu Daode. He had done such a rotten job that now the victims had come knocking on his door. Huang Feihu was later named the Emperor of Mount Dongyue and had the power to govern the underworld. Huang Tianhua was also named Bingling Gong, the Righteous God of the Three Mountains, when he was deified. Neither of them could be treated as ordinary mortals.

In the original time and space, the Pure Void Daode Zhenjun had asked Huang Tianhua to rescue Huang Feihu, and the kidnapping would have been settled. Now that it hadn't happened yet, he owed the Huang family father and son a huge karma. How should he repay it? Or should he simply not repay it and beat them to death?
Yuanshi Tianzun didn't want to take on this mess himself. "Master is not a babysitter. If you were younger, I would still take care of you. But how old are you now? And you still want Master to clean up your mess? Whoever has the problem should solve it."

He raised his finger, and the space where the Xianjiao immortals were listening to the sermon appeared. He pointed at the disciples below and said, "All the disciples of the Xianjiao are here. Is the Huang family boy among them?"

Deng Chanyu was very kind in helping to this extent. She looked at Huang Feihu and his wife and said, "I don't know which one it is. Can you find it yourselves?"
Huang Feihu and his wife took two steps forward and looked at the gods carefully.

The older ones like the Twelve Golden Immortals and Yun Zhongzi were definitely not their sons. Jiang Ziya and Huang Feihu knew each other. When they saw them, they thought they were familiar people and nodded. Then they looked away and continued to look among the younger gods.

Their gazes may have lacked respect for the immortals and gods, and for unknown reasons, they directly angered a disciple of the Chan sect in the second row.

"How dare you! This is Yuxu Palace, not a place where mortals like you can act recklessly! Get out of here immediately!" A young Taoist shouted harshly.

The Taoist has an extraordinary appearance and a clear voice. Judging from his appearance alone, he is indeed good-looking, but the arrogance on his face cannot be concealed.

Who is this? Deng Chanyu counted all the famous gods in the Chan Sect, but couldn't figure out who this person was.

Could it be that there is another time traveler in this world who has become a disciple of Yuxu Palace?
She bowed her head and saluted, "I don't recognize this fellow Daoist. May I know your name? And which immortal mountain do you practice in?"

"You don't even recognize me? I'm Deng Hua, a disciple of Yuxu Palace!"

Deng Hua's tone of voice, as if to say, "You must know me. If you don't, you're guilty," left Deng Chanyu stunned. "Who are you? Are you famous?"
After thinking for several times, he remembered, oh, this immortal Deng Hua is a famous one who sent his head thousands of miles away. He ran all the way from Kunlun Mountain to break the sky formation. When Qin Wan asked him who he was, he said shamelessly, "Karma! You don't even recognize me? I am Deng Hua, a disciple of Yuxu Palace." He spoke loudly, and then Qin Wan chopped off his head in less than fifty words.
After the cannon fodder died, the Taoist Master Ran Deng held his head and sighed, "What a pity! After so many years of cultivation, only to end up like this today."

Deng Chanyu first looked towards Yuanshi Tianzun, and when she saw that the saint closed his eyes slightly, she understood what was going on.

Previously, it was Yuanshi Tianzun who "ordered" them to look for it, so they had no choice but to "look for it". Now that they were stopped by the second generation of disciples of the Chan sect, the original "order" was abandoned.

She turned to the third generation disciples and asked, "Which one is Brother Huang Tianhua? The couple next to me are your biological parents. Please come out and meet them."

In fact, there are only eight disciples in the third generation of the Chan Sect, so it is easy to distinguish them.

Yang Jian and Wei Hu are obviously not.

She knew Jinzha and Muzha.

Lei Zhenzi has red lips and white teeth, just like Nezha. He is just three years old and looks like a five or six-year-old child, but neither his appearance nor his age match.

Han Dulong and Xue Ehu look very anxious and seem to be older than Huang Feihu, so there is only one left.

(End of this chapter)