Conferred Gods: Start with a Phoenix clone

Chapter 331 Kunpeng has already found a way to die
The Shang army, the Zhou army, the northern coalition forces and the Han army that had just arrived at the battlefield, none of the four forces knew how long Kunpeng had been hiding here.

Deng Chanyu still maintained the posture of bending the bow and shooting arrows.

In order to find out the location of Kunpeng, she even went to Huoyun Cave and asked Fuxi to use the River Map and Luoshu to help her calculate Kunpeng's hiding place.

Speaking of which, the cause and effect between Fuxi and Kunpeng is not small. Kunpeng fled from the battlefield and betrayed the demon emperor Dijun, and stole the River Map and Luoshu. One by one, even though Hongjun asked the Huoyun Cave not to interfere in the affairs of the prehistoric world, Fuxi could still take some action under such a big cause and effect.

Kunpeng wants to linger on the edge of the catastrophe, just to pick up the benefits without going in, but the heaven will not agree!
Fuxi's calculation this time was particularly accurate. The time, place, and altitude were all shown extremely clearly in the River Map and Luoshu.

Deng Chanyu, the Xuanxian, had just crawled out of the cesspool of Conferred Gods. To show his loyalty, he kicked Kunpeng, the quasi-saint, back in again.

By exchanging a Xuanxian for a Quasi-Saint, Hongjun Laodeng made a huge profit.

Kunpeng was very angry. His actions were exposed in public, and he felt depressed. It seemed that he could not calm down his anger unless he started killing. After two breaths, he realized that he was affected by the calamity energy. He was filled with hatred and fear.

He didn't know how he had exposed himself, but considering the relationship between Deng Chanyu, Nuwa, and Fuxi, it wasn't difficult for him to figure out his location.

He suppressed the nameless anger in his heart, and pinched the Sky-shaking Arrow between the index and middle fingers of his right hand: "Fellow Daoist, it's better not to shoot arrows randomly."

He didn't know that Panhu had chased Deng Chanyu for a whole incense stick of time, and the cause and effect were entangled, which led to Nuwa taking direct action. But he knew the truth. If he bullied the weak, the saint might end up in trouble.

There was no trick of throwing the arrow with the backhand. The Sky-shaking Arrow in her hand fell lightly to the ground. Deng Chanyu waved her hand and the arrow returned to her side. Then she returned it to Nezha together with the Qiankun Bow.

Kunpeng's bony fingers wiped the Luobao Money, and the personal mark that Yu Yuan had hurriedly refined was wiped out in an instant. Although this top-grade innate spiritual treasure had many shortcomings, it was also invaluable to Kunpeng who was short of spiritual treasures. The situation was chaotic at the moment, so he might as well put it in his pocket first.

The grade of an acquired spiritual treasure like the Immortal Binding Rope is much lower, but he was used to being poor in the North Sea, so he didn't despise it and just picked it up.

Deng Chanyu secretly felt it was a pity that the Winged Immortal was still useful. She was one step too late after all, and Kunpeng took advantage of the chaos to take away the fallen treasure money.

"So it turns out that the one hiding in the dark is Fellow Daoist Kunpeng. Fellow Daoist, instead of cultivating in the Demon Master Palace, you have come to Xiqi with such deliberate intentions. I wonder what you are up to?"

Seeing Kunpeng appear, Ran Deng, who had been observing secretly for a long time, finally came out. His evil corpse, an ugly and vicious Taoist with the innate spiritual treasure Qiankun Ruler, turned into a ray of light and returned to his original form.

The divine whip has been returned to Jiang Ziya. Although it was Deng Chanyu who did it, he can still report to Yuanshi Tianzun.

If he was shameless, he could also say that he was restraining Kunpeng, which gave Deng Chanyu the opportunity to take back the divine whip.

In Randeng's hand, he had the Qiankun Ruler, an innate spiritual treasure, and the Lingju Palace Lantern, one of the innate spiritual lamps. If they were both standing in the open, he would have a great chance of winning since he had two innate spiritual treasures.

But the falling treasure and money are very troublesome.

No matter what Kunpeng is secretly planning, it is definitely right to accuse him of endangering the three realms.

Kunpeng sneered, you old fellow who lowered your generation to become Yuanshi Tianzun’s disciple, and you still dare to be so presumptuous in front of the ancestor?

Deng Chanyu also said, "I am one of the three thousand guests who came to listen to the teachings of Zixiao Palace. I am a senior from the prehistoric times. I sent the Winged Immortal to block my path, but how did I offend you in the past? I am young and inexperienced. If I have offended you in any way, please forgive me."

The sky suddenly lit up with a rainbow of colors, rushing rapidly from east to west. Accompanied by a thousand golden rays and a refreshing fragrance, the Golden Spirit Mother finally arrived, driving the Seven Fragrance Chariot.

She returned to Biyou Palace because of Queen Jiang's matter. When she found out that her disciple Yu Hua had died, she hurried back and just happened to hear Deng Chanyu's words.

The Jiejiao senior sister said murderously, "Junior sister, why do you have to belittle yourself? We are disciples of the saint, born noble, and our status is no less than that of this prehistoric 'senior'. The 'senior's' kind words should certainly be remembered, but if he has ulterior motives, we should also help the saint to clean up the prehistoric world!"

Deng Chanyu pretended to realize her mistake and said, "Senior Sister, you are absolutely right."

The Golden Spirit Mother took out a red pill from the bag of the unconscious Yu Yuan, flicked her finger, and handed it to Huang Long: "This pill can cure the poison of the Blood-Transforming Divine Sword."

Huang Long had been suffering from this poisonous wound that kept bleeding for almost a month, and a lot of the dragon's essence had been lost. He quickly swallowed the antidote, and in less than two breaths, the wound stopped bleeding.

"Thank you for the medicine, fellow Taoist."

Ju Liusun was also very smart. He made some hand gestures and chanted some spells, and the rope that bound Yu Yuan was untied and turned into a golden light and returned to his hand.

This dark and fat Jinxian of the Chan Sect sighed secretly. He spent seven years to refine two ropes, and now there is only one left.
Even if he had two times the courage, he would not dare to ask Kunpeng for it, but Deng Chanyu could barely create a situation where the three religions joined forces to fight Kunpeng, so he could still join in and play a supporting role.

Deng Chanyu, a Xuanxian, dared to question him. Since they were both disciples of a saint, there was nothing to be afraid of for him, a Jinxian.

At this time, he said loudly: "I also want to ask the old ancestor, I wonder what your intention is in hiding in the dark and taking away the fallen treasure money?"

After all, Randeng was an outsider. The Golden Spirit Holy Mother and Juliusun spoke out one after another, representing the true thoughts of the two religions.

We fight, that's our business.

Three religions are one family? Got it?
It's not okay for you, Kunpeng, to hide in the dark and take advantage of others, but you have taken advantage of it now, which is intolerable.

To some extent, this is because the saint's disciples were incompetent and fought like fools, only to be taken advantage of by outsiders. This is a loss of face for the saint.

Jiang Ziya, Wen Zhong and others all looked up at Kunpeng in the sky.

Deng Chanyu was also staring at the demon master in the sky, but her eyes couldn't help but fall on the Seven Fragrance Chariot of the Golden Spirit Mother.

When it comes to imperial carriages these days, the most prestigious one is undoubtedly Yuanshi Tianzun's Nine-Dragon Agarwood Chariot. Nine dragons pulling the carriage embodies its nobility! Even the Four Seas Dragon Kings are not qualified to pull a chariot for a saint.

Most of the other saints and immortals ride mounts, such as Taiqing’s Green Ox, Tongtian’s Kui Niu, and Nuwa’s Green Luan.

Even the ugly guy Randeng was riding a sika deer sideways.

There are also people who ride their own clouds, such as Lu Ya, Kong Xuan, Zhen Yuanzi, and even Kunpeng in the sky. They don’t need mounts. They are fast enough and don’t have the habit of running around, so they don’t need mounts.

(End of this chapter)