Conferred Gods: Start with a Phoenix clone

Chapter 254 Body Refining
"What kind of monster is this?" Daji asked softly, putting her ear close to Deng Chanyu's.

Deng Chanyu answered confidently: "It seems to be some kind of creature tainted with the aura of chaos."

She had been to Chaos and knew how terrible it was.

Pangu created the world and then transformed himself into all things. It is really difficult to describe his greatness in a few simple words.

The three thousand demons could not bring life. It was Pangu who brought life. He gave all living beings a world to reproduce and thrive.

This creature has mutated because it was contaminated by a trace of chaos. This phenomenon should not be accidental.
Deng Chanyu looked at her for a while and pouted at Daji.

"No way? This." Daji pointed at herself and then at the monster outside, meaning to ask, you won't have the heart to let me fight this kind of monster, right?
Deng Chanyu felt that this thing was a sitting duck, but she was not 100% sure.

The style of painting the chaos monsters is really too weird. No matter how you look at it, they don’t look like traditional monsters.

"This Pangu Palace operation is mainly to train you. Go ahead, you fight, and I'll hold the fort."

She also picked up the Qinglong Halberd and signaled Daji to hurry up.

"Huff! I can do it. I'm also a descendant of the witch clan. This thing moves so slowly, I can definitely do it!" Daji encouraged herself. This kind of monster would put people into nightmares just by looking at it from a distance. If she had met Deng Chanyu before, this monster would have made her lose the strength to even take a step and run.

Deng Chanyu thought it was okay, maybe because she was mentally mature. Apart from thinking that the monster was ugly, there was nothing unusual about it. She looked at Daji seriously as she swung the long stick and faced the monster.

Two breaths later, she confirmed her guess.

The monster looks scary, but it's actually just a big target.

At first, the monster's movements and reactions were slow, but as Daji's moves became more and more proficient, the monster's consciousness gradually recovered and it was able to fight back in a decent manner.

Daji didn't need to worry about herself. Deng Chanyu touched the iron wall beside her and remained silent.

When they woke up, they were walking straight along this iron wall that was as high as a city wall. They had been walking for an unknown amount of time, but the iron wall seemed to have no end in sight. It was still so solid and thick, and even the black color was exactly the same, without any change.

Deng Chanyu was a little confused. Was it a ghost wall? Or some strange architectural design?
Her head was full of questions, but as the backbone of the group, she couldn't speak and could only figure it out on her own.

"Ayu! Look, I defeated this monster!" Daji said happily not far away.

"That's amazing, that's amazing." Deng Chanyu encouraged sincerely. Classmate Daji's skills were indeed good. In terms of martial arts, she had reached the level of the Erlongshan bandits Gou Zhang and Bi Huan. These two were at least second-rate generals in Fengshen, and their strength was not weak. Daji had now officially left the ranks of weaklings and became a good general.

Daji clenched her fists, looking very proud: "I think I'm pretty good too. I'll challenge Su Quanzhong to a duel when I get back!"

Deng Chanyu laughed dryly.

It's hard to comment on those she hasn't seen. Among the generals she has seen, Zhang Guifang and Deng Jiugong are top-notch, Huang Feihu, Nangong Shi and Tai Luan are first-rate, and those after that are almost second-rate.

In terms of pure martial arts, Daji really can't beat her brother who is almost first-rate in strength, but, as long as you are happy.
They continued to move in the established direction under heavy pressure.

The entire world seemed to be covered by pitch-black walls. It was like a super maze. Occasionally, they would encounter a few monsters that had been mutated by the aura of chaos. As for the rest, let alone the great witch, they didn't even see the shadow of a witch.

"Ayu, I'm tired." Daji sat on the ground and pinched her calves with her hands.

Her legs were sore from walking. Deng Chanyu was also tired. The further she walked, the heavier the pressure became. She felt like a mortal again. Every step she took was draining energy from her muscles. It had been a long time since she had experienced this feeling.

Fortunately, she practiced the Eight-Nine Profound Art, so even though she couldn't use her magic power, her physique was much stronger than Daji's.

"I don't know if there's a time limit here. You can't stop. Get up." She turned her back to Daji and said, "I'll carry you on my back."

The longer I stay in this damn place, the more tired I feel. Even sitting still will drain my energy. I might as well take a few more steps while I still have the strength.

Daji felt a little embarrassed, and she could no longer maintain the majesty of the King of Hell.

"This... This isn't good, is it?"

"Hurry! Come up!"

In the past, Daji was as light as a lamb, but today, Daji is a hundred times heavier than the 7,200-jin Qinglong Halberd.

Deng Chanyu felt as if she was carrying a mountain on her back. Her knees bent and she almost fell to her knees.

"you?."

"it's okay no problem!"

Deng Chanyu carried Daji on her back and walked in the predetermined direction. After walking more than ten steps, she had already felt the beauty of this place.

No matter how far it is from Pangu Palace, this is indeed a good place to cultivate the body.

Her physical strength was consumed quickly, and every time she was exhausted, a trace of new strength would always be born in her body. This was not the kind of potential that was forcibly stimulated by crazy training, but another kind of strength, the simplest and most basic way, the way of strength.

She tried to condense the Dao seed of this avenue, but it was completely different from the Dao of Fire and the Dao of Music. She could see that Dao, and it was extremely clear, but it was like standing on the ground and looking at the sun, so far away.
Tried three times, no luck!
This is the simplest path, but also the most difficult path.

Deng Chanyu felt that several levels that restricted her Eight-Nine Profound Art were opened silently. This time, she did not fuse the essence and blood of the Ancestral Witch. As she continued to exert strength, generate new strength, and exert strength again, the Eight-Nine Profound Art broke through the twenty-fourth level and automatically ran to the twenty-fifth level.

The Eight-Nine Profound Art is quite interesting. The eighteenth level is a level, the twenty-fourth level is a level, and the thirty-sixth level is a level. After that, it is almost smooth sailing.

Deng Chanyu was very confident that after she got out, she would be able to push the Eight-Nine Profound Art to the thirty-sixth level and practice this magical skill to a level similar to that of Jade Ding Zhenren.

She distracted herself by talking, telling Daji a story in a vivid and colorful way: "Once, I held a meeting with the officials of the Governor's Office. I said that the most urgent task was to find the key problem. So what is the key problem? We need to find the key to the problem! Haha, isn't it funny?"

"I think Senior Brother Jiang Ziya is a floor-level expert who can trample on anyone, whether they are humans or ghosts. Hahahaha——"

After carrying Daji for an hour, Deng Chanyu was so tired that she didn't even have the energy to make a joke.

"Ayu, take a rest for a while?" Daji realized that this was a way of practicing, so she silently acted as a weight-bearing tool without saying a word. Seeing that she had reached her limit, she finally spoke to persuade her.

Deng Chanyu had indeed reached her limit. She was covered in sweat, as if she had just been pulled out of the water.

(End of this chapter)