Conferred Gods: Start with a Phoenix clone

Chapter 263 Absorbing the Essence of the Ancestral Witch
Deng Chanyu covered her face with her hands and lowered her head.

Last time, the job of providing anger was handled by the Jinwu brothers. The nine brothers were filled with anger, and she shared some of it. Speaking of the Jinwu brothers' hatred for the Wu clan, it was something that even the water from all corners of the earth could not extinguish. When she absorbed Zhurong's blood essence, she really didn't pay much attention to this small issue.

After thinking for a moment, he said, "Let's plant flowers when we get home. We must. But, you must cultivate some anger now, otherwise the violent consciousness in the ancestor witch's blood will erode your own consciousness."

Daji glared, raised her eyebrows, pouted, clenched her fists, and looked at the air in front of her with an angry look.

"Hahahaha——" Deng Chanyu laughed happily, which made Daji so angry that she took the stick in her hand and performed a set of chaotic cloak stick techniques on her.

"Don't laugh, don't laugh! Lady, I was wrong!" Someone begged for mercy repeatedly before returning to the main topic.

"Just think about your brother eating shit!"

"Hehehe." Daji laughed like a pig.

This scene seemed hard to resonate with, and Deng Chanyu continued to think: "I just wish your mother was dead."

Daji pouted and said, "My mother died shortly after I was born. I never even met her."

Deng Chanyu scratched her head. "Me too. Then think about Zhu Tianlin, the man who used the plague to harm you? Think about how you'd torture that grandson! Mobilize all your emotions."

Daji slowly shook her head: "Zhu Tianlin's body and soul were destroyed, and his father and grandfather were also sent to the eighteen levels of hell by me."

Deng Chanyu: “.”

Good man, who did you learn this pettiness and abuse of power for personal gain from?
None of the methods were very practical, so she could only say helplessly, "There's no rush anyway, let's just play a game of arguing. You talk, and I'll argue, just to piss you off."

Daji: "You only know how to bully me. But... let's get started. I'll go first. Well, as the saying goes, I won't offend anyone unless they offend me."

Deng Chanyu replied casually: "You are wrong. It should be said that those who strike first will gain the upper hand, and those who strike last will suffer."

Daji thought for a moment, but her emotions were still not fully expressed, so she said again: "One step back, the sky will be wider."

Deng Chanyu said jokingly, "Wrong again. It should be 'the bravest of the two will win!'"

"what goes around comes around!"

"Sister, you should know that kind people are often bullied, and kind horses are often ridden!"

Daji clenched her fists. Yes, that was the taste! Her fists became hard involuntarily!

Deng Chanyu's emotions were easily aroused. Just thinking about the pie in the sky from her leader and the PUA, her emotions immediately became aroused.

She nodded slightly at Daji, then pointed her finger and pierced the blood pill.

Deng Chanyu's shoulders shook and her soul left her body.

Her soul flew above the blood pill, and then she flicked her fingers left and right, and the blood belonging to the two of them separated from the blood pill again, leaving a sesame-sized hole. Pure energy began to be transmitted into the bodies of the two people continuously.

Deng Chanyu sat in the Qian position, concentrating on absorbing the energy in the blood pill, improving her physical condition, and enhancing her own qualifications and bones.

Her soul sat in the seat, activating the magical power of the five-colored divine light, trying to refine the third light besides the red light of fire and the white light of gold, which represented the yellow light of earth.

This magical power is difficult to get started with, difficult to practice, and even more difficult to master. Every time a ray of light is added to the original basis, the difficulty increases tenfold or a hundredfold.

If she had practiced the Five-Colored Divine Light for the first time with this drop of Hou Tu's blood, she would have been 100% sure to condense the earth-element yellow light. But now, when she practices, it feels extremely sluggish, and there is no sign of the yellow light condensing in her body.

Deng Chanyu consumed a large amount of the earth energy within the blood pill, belonging to Hou Tu, the ancestor of earth. Daji didn't need it. As a disciple of Lady Pingxin, she naturally possessed her own unique secrets. Daji's main body sat in the Kun position. Aside from the Qian and Li positions, the other five positions were occupied by paper figurines imbued with a drop of her blood essence.

The five paper figures instantly increased her aptitude and absorption speed fivefold. She quickly practiced the Six Paths of Reincarnation Sutra, absorbed the pure energy in the blood pill, and converted it into magic power. The human and hell paths that had already been accomplished were now complete, and she began to practice the Shinto and Shura paths.

Deng Chanyu opened her eyes and looked halfway through.

If classmate Daji inserted two more black sticks into the paper figure, she could go to the next door Naruto to carry rice.

Laojun's method of refining the civil and military fires is indeed exquisite. It takes a long time in the early stages, but it is very easy to absorb in the later stages.

Twelve days later.

Deng Chanyu completed her own training first, but the yellow light did not condense. It could only be said that there was a hint of condensation. In addition to hard training, more opportunities would be needed in the future.

His aptitude and bones have been improved, his body has become stronger, and his magic power has increased slightly, which is a step closer to the realm of Xuanxian.

Daji also gained a lot. She had reached the perfect state of earthly immortal. All preparations for cultivating the three souls and refining the seven spirits were completed. After returning to seclusion, she could try to break through the bottleneck of celestial immortal.

Deng Chanyu did not have any bottleneck before she became a Golden Immortal, but Daji did.

Traveling, refining one's mind in the mundane world—all these methods were meant to break through bottlenecks. Wen Zhong had entered the world of cultivation to reach the Celestial Immortal stage, a hurdle that held him back for forty years. You can imagine how difficult it was.

More than a month passed.

The Gonggong tribe piled up earth into a mountain that was ten thousand feet high.

The shamans from various tribes gathered together. They were divided into twelve tribes in ancient times and held a lively sacrificial ceremony under the leadership of the chief shaman of each tribe.

Two guests, Deng Chanyu and Daji, were also invited to participate in the grand ceremony.

Large numbers of cattle and sheep were slaughtered and offered to the father god and the ancestor witch.

Afterwards, more than 300,000 shamans sang and danced to celebrate the success of the sky-repair project.

Deng Chanyu: “.”

I haven't even been there yet! You're celebrating early? You're so careless.

Originally, the witch tribe planned for her to mend her body while dancing to celebrate.

This proposal was flatly rejected by her.

Oh my god, what if something goes wrong when everyone is paying attention to me?
She is nervous!
From time to time, she looked up at the hole in the sky, as if she were going to become an astronaut and fly into space.
"Don't be nervous, come and have a drink with me." Daji brought over a large jar of wine.

Deng Chanyu looked at her strangely, and Daji smiled and changed her tone: "Have a drink with me."

That's pretty much it!
The wine of the Wu Clan is characterized by its spiciness, far less mellow than the wine of the human world. Their wine is actually more like a medicinal wine that can stimulate the meridians.
After taking two sips of wine, Wushan brought over two plates of beef. The meat was tender, delicious and juicy, and Deng Chanyu's attention was instantly attracted.

She has many friends, but she also suffers!
In Mount Emei, she often encounters green bulls that come down to earth to play, and in Nandu, she can encounter Huang Feihu's five-colored divine bull. As a carnivore, she hasn't eaten beef for a long time!

Deng Chanyu ate meat and drank wine with big mouthfuls. Before she could swallow the beef in her mouth, the literary young woman Daji pulled her to dance in the crowd.

(End of this chapter)