Conferred Gods: Start with a Phoenix clone

Chapter 23: With enough effort, an iron rod can be ground into a needle

Fire Cloud Cave.

After leaving the ancient Shu Kingdom, Lady Jiu Tian came here to play chess with her former disciple Emperor Xuanyuan, and this game lasted for forty-nine days.

Xuanyuan was speechless. This matter had nothing to do with him, but the Queen Mother of the West just sat there and refused to leave. As her disciple, he couldn't chase her away and could only stay with her.

I saw her sitting for forty-nine days in a row without any sign of fatigue, and it seemed as if she could sit for another forty-nine days.

Fuxi, who had been using the excuse of seclusion, had no choice but to come out to meet him.

"I already know what you requested." He paused. "In the past, Emperor Fuxi received guidance from Senior Yuanfeng under a paulownia tree. That's why he used paulownia wood to make the Fuxi Qin. Speaking of which, Emperor Fuxi indeed owed the Phoenix Clan a debt of gratitude."

He seemed to be drawing a line between them. What does your search for the demon race's Fuxi have to do with my human race's Fuxi? However, Jiu Tian Xuan Nu knew that this man was a kind person and would not shirk his responsibility, so she patiently waited for his next move.

Fuxi truly couldn't be as shameless as Zhunti. He pondered for a moment, "Supporting the elderly is something the Three Emperors wanted to do, but ultimately failed to do. She's done a good job. The fortunes of the south are now flourishing. It seems like heaven is on the side of the Phoenix Clan. I can tell my sister about this, but as for success or failure, or whether that person can ultimately escape the calamity of the mortal world, I can't guarantee it."

The Lady of the Nine Heavens nodded gently: "Yes."

Southern Capital.

Uncle Biao was busy defending the city, and Deng Chanyu had nothing to do, so he continued to dress up as a young man in white, strolling on the streets, looking for inspiration to solidify the flames and the five-colored stone.

There are many waterways in Nandu. She strolled to the riverside and thought of the scene of picking up the five-colored stones some time ago. She led the horse and stopped by the river to watch.

As I looked, I saw an old lady not far away.

The old lady was wearing tattered clothes and had a wrinkled face. She was holding an iron rod as thick as a bowl and grinding it on a stone with a "Duang, Duang" sound.

Deng Chanyu: “.”

Auntie, you also traveled through time, right? Did you travel through time from the Tang Dynasty or the Song Dynasty?

She only knew that in Journey to the West there was a True Man Zi Yang who attained enlightenment in the Song Dynasty, and then traveled to the Zhu Zi Kingdom in the Tang Dynasty to deliver a sweater to some empress. She never expected that there would be a time traveler in Investiture of the Gods as well!
Full of doubts, she loosened the reins, let Biaozi go to the side to drink water, and walked over slowly.

Regardless of whether it is an opportunity or not, it’s just a few words, there’s no loss.

"Old man, what are you doing?"

The old lady was a little hard of hearing, and she had to say it twice before she could hear clearly.

"Old woman, I want to sharpen an embroidery needle for my married daughter."

Deng Chanyu secretly curled her lips. It was confirmed. This should be the old lady who traveled through time from the Tang Dynasty and has not met Li Bai yet.

“No need for you to grind it.”

The old lady was very stubborn: "No, you are a smart girl, you want to persuade me? Hey, as long as you persevere, there will always be..."

Deng Chanyu interrupted her, "No, I mean you don't need to grind it. It's just down the street. Do you know the Deng Family Chamber of Commerce? They give away rice, flour, oil, needles and thread for free. Go get it. This iron rod is quite thick. Keep it. You can use it to beat someone up in the future. Isn't that reasonable?"

old lady:"."

It's you! I want to hit you!

The old lady was also quite quick-witted and quickly changed her words: "If it is given by others, it is their blessing. I heard that this is called sincerity and success. Let my poor daughter live a peaceful life. This is the only thing I, an old woman, can do for her. As long as you work hard, you can grind an iron rod into a needle!" Deng Chanyu was speechless. After going around in circles, she finally let the old lady say the famous saying.

She didn't say anything else, but stood quietly, watching the old lady "DuangDuang" and grind slowly.

It's no wonder that there was a strange rhythm between the old lady's movements and stillness, as if it contained some profound truth. Her heart, which had been a little restless due to the advancement of her clone, gradually calmed down.

"Old man, let me help you grind it."

The old lady seemed to have been waiting for her to say this. She stood up and handed the big iron rod to her.

Deng Chanyu put on the same strength as she would when she was spraying a train, wanting to see if she could grind it off quickly. However, as soon as the iron rod touched the stone, the strength in her arm disappeared like a stone bull entering the sea. The iron rod only lightly rubbed the surface of the stone, her fingers slipped, and she lost her grip, and the iron rod almost hit her particularly sensitive toes.

"Huh? That's weird."

This was the first time she encountered this situation, and she didn't believe it, so she ground it again, but it was the same. It seemed that when she ground the iron rod, she became an ordinary person again.

Although she had no premonition of chance or cause and effect, she knew that what happened today must be unusual, and that the iron rod and stone were most likely some kind of magic weapon.

She held her breath and carefully felt the friction between the iron rod and the stone. Slowly, she discovered a clue: her power did not disappear, but was dissolved by the stone in a strange way.

She gathered her strength, trying her best to prevent the stone from dissolving, and then increased her strength little by little.

Then I recalled the alternating motion and stillness of the old woman sharpening a needle. Was that yin and yang? Or the five elements? Without enough basic knowledge, I could only guess.

Even if she felt that she had unlimited physical strength, she would eventually become exhausted from grinding a stone with an iron rod like a fool.

When she looked up again, she found that it was dark. Four hours had passed without her realizing it.

The skinny old lady had now turned into an old woman wearing a gold-green silk jacket, a colorful goose yellow brocade skirt, and high-soled flowery shoes.

The old woman had a kind face. She pointed at the iron rod and said word by word, "When the iron rod is ground into a needle, please come to Mount Li to find me."

Accompanied by a puff of smoke, the old woman disappeared, leaving Deng Chanyu standing there in a daze and Biaozi lying down to rest in the distance.

Mount Li? The Old Lady of Mount Li? The Mother of Mount Li?!
The Mother of Mount Li who made the three great Buddhist Bodhisattvas, Guanyin, Manjusri and Samantabhadra, consider themselves their juniors?

Deng Chanyu rubbed her shoulders. Her arms were sore from grinding the iron rod for most of the day, but she was more excited inside.

The Mother of Mount Li is of a very high generation. In past lives, there were many speculations that this old lady, who liked to take female warriors as her disciples, was the incarnation of a certain saint. However, there seemed to be only one female saint in this era.
Was she really the most outstanding female general of this era? Even the Mother of Mount Li had noticed her? She had the urge to put her hands on her hips and laugh, but she forced herself to hold it back.

I don’t know why the other party came to me, but I have to hold on to this thigh.

"Biaozi! Wake up! Wake up quickly! Go back to find Xiao Qiao and ask her to get me something to eat. I won't sleep tonight and will just stay here and sharpen my needle!"

She wanted to move the stone, but it failed. The stone seemed to be grown in the ground. Even if she had the strength of ten thousand pounds, let alone her arms, it would be useless. She couldn't move it at all.

You can only grind here!

No problem, just grind it!

(End of this chapter)