Conferred Gods: Start with a Phoenix clone

Chapter 35 Apprenticeship
With excitement, Deng Chanyu looked into the gate tower and saw a huge palace standing on the quiet mountain top, which seemed real and illusory.

The style of the palace is very similar to the Hall of Supreme Harmony in the Forbidden City in the previous life, solemn and dignified.

The rows of roofs look particularly gorgeous under the sunlight.

From her perspective, she could see that the lintel on one side of the palace was inlaid with patterns of many birds and beasts, each one lifelike, as if they were about to dance. The lintel on the other side was inlaid with the sun, moon, and stars. Looking over there, it was as if she was looking at a vast and boundless starry sky.

The dark red walls on both sides are inlaid with countless gems, shining with charming light.

The interior of the palace was not clearly visible, but one could see various decorations piled together, forming a magnificent painting. In the center of the palace stood a huge jade throne, surrounded by a dense inlay of various jade stones.

The main hall faces south and is divided into two courtyards, front and back. In the front courtyard, there is the mountain gate where Deng Chanyu is standing, the stone tablet, the front hall and the auxiliary rooms. In the direction of the back courtyard, she can only see two rows of Taoist houses on the left and right.

Just as she was wondering whether to wait here or make some noise, the door to the front hall slowly opened, and a young woman wearing a lotus-shaped silver crown and a long green gauze dress embroidered with gold thread walked out.

The woman looked two years older than Deng Chanyu, and she smiled sweetly, as if she was a senior student welcoming freshmen at a university.

"My mother said, 'There's a guest from afar outside, you should go and greet him.' I guess it must be you?"

Deng Chanyu: “.”

This seems to be the line Sun Wukong encountered at Lingtai Fangcun Mountain, right? Is it the same cliché? I was just at the foot of the mountain, and it seems I only saw the farmer and not the woodcutter.

She gave a flattering smile: "Hello, sister, it is indeed my little sister."

The young woman waved at her generously: "Don't just stand there like an idiot. Come with me to meet my mother."

This matter cannot be vague. Deng Chanyu took two deep breaths to calm her heart completely, then took half a step back and followed the young woman inside.

The further she walked, the more she felt something was wrong: "Sister, this is a bit strange. But you make me feel so kind."

This is not that she is trying to please the other person, but she really feels that they are connected by blood.

Who is this? Could it be that Deng Jiugong has a daughter who's a Taoist monk? Old Deng, with his thick eyebrows and big eyes, could actually do such a thing?
The young woman covered her mouth and chuckled softly, "I'm the Empress. Ahem, my mother's mount, Qingluan. Speaking from the Phoenix Clan, we do have some kinship."

Oh, I got it.

This seemingly silly guy turned out to be an old elder of the Phoenix Clan! She was indeed lucky, having directly embraced Nuwa's thick legs, thus escaping the catastrophe and surviving to this day.

Alas, it’s not easy for this person to get the mount.

"My mother calls me Xiaoqing, so you can call me that too. How about I call you Ah Yu?"

"Okay, Sister Xiaoqing."

Walking into the main hall, a person appeared on the jade throne that seemed to be wrapped in light mist before. It was the Lishan Old Mother who taught Deng Chanyu to grind iron rods in Nandu.

Deng Chanyu bowed quickly, "A little over a month ago, thanks to my mother's guidance, I was able to comprehend the wonders of Yin and Yang and the Five Elements. Today, I have accomplished my goal, and I have come to return the magic weapon."

She took out the embroidery needle and the Heaven-Repairing Stone. Without her mother making any movement, the two magical instruments escaped Deng Chanyu's control and appeared before her. "Well, it seems a bit worldly-wise. Your heart hasn't completely calmed down," the mother asked. "How many days have you been honing it?"

There's a number of days required? You didn't even tell me in advance? Deng Chanyu calculated it in her mind: "Thirty-six days."

The old mother stood up and looked her up and down. "Your talent is not bad. After all, my brother owes Yuan Feng a cause and effect. I have met Yuan Feng once before. His love for the clan is truly moving. Since Heaven has not destroyed the Phoenix Clan, and you have gone through countless tribulations to come to me, I will obey Heaven's will and give you a chance. Are you willing to accept me as your master?"

Deng Chanyu immediately fell to the ground and bowed: "Disciple Deng Chanyu greets the teacher. May the teacher live forever!"

The old mother nodded and said with a little approval: "Very smart child, the Phoenix Clan is already a figment of the imagination, and now there is only the human Deng Chanyu."

Still saying this?

Someone secretly broke into a cold sweat. There are too many unspoken rules here!

The old mother of Mount Li beckoned to Xiaoqing, "Bring me my immortal cauldron of creation."

Soon, a four-legged square tripod that was more than one meter tall and emitted an unknown green halo was placed in front of Deng Chanyu.

The solemn atmosphere on the old mother's face dropped a few degrees, and now she said with a hint of sarcasm, "You naughty child, although the spiritual root theory you came up with in Nandu is absurd, it seems quite interesting when you think about it carefully. Come, take the test to see what your spiritual roots are."

Deng Chanyu: “.!”

Although my theory has been tinkered with by countless online writers, making it appear complete, and indeed it is, it's all fake! The human body possesses all five elements. How could someone possess only one attribute? They're not elemental beings. To transcend the Three Realms and be outside the Five Elements is the realm of a top-level immortal; ordinary mortals can never reach that level.

Deng Chanyu pondered for a while, Qingluan covered her mouth and chuckled behind her. The Lishan Old Mother pointed at the cauldron and said, "Come, put your arm on the side of the cauldron and let me see your qualifications."

Look at qualifications? Look at arms?
She put aside the joke in her mind about wanting to kill you and rejoin the Russian mafia, rolled up her sleeves, and placed her jade-like arms on the side of the cauldron.

The cauldron seemed to be blazing with flames, but it wasn't actually that hot, and it didn't leave any marks on her arms. On the contrary, a stream of fresh air flowed through her arms and throughout her body, sweeping away all the fatigue that had accumulated over the past month.

Then there was a loud "boom" from inside the cauldron, and three rays of colorful light emerged from the mouth of the cauldron.

Qingluan peered inside nervously. The Lishan Old Mother nodded slightly. "This test reaction was a bit strong. We should adjust it next time. According to what you said in Nandu, you should have achieved the Phoenix Dao Body, right? The terms Golden Core, Nascent Soul, and Transformation of the Spirit are indeed impressive, much better than simply refining essence into Qi, or refining Qi into Spirit. Should we tell Senior Brother Sanqing about this later?"

Deng Chanyu didn't dare to say a word. She was afraid that the Taoist ancestor who was muttering "Sleeping high in the nine-layered clouds, and muttering the truth of Taoism" would suddenly appear and kill her with one palm.

Testing continues.

The Old Mother of Mount Li carefully observed the colorful rays of light.

"Well, Xia is nine feet and eight centimeters tall. Chanyu has a good talent for alchemy."

Nine feet and nine centimeters is the ultimate, and in fact, not one among billions of people can reach the ultimate.

The rosy glow at the mouth of the cauldron gradually dissipated, the milky white mist retreated inward, and a patchwork of colorful light spots appeared.

(End of this chapter)