Conferred Gods: Start with a Phoenix clone

Chapter 395: Deep into Guixu
Deng Chanyu took a bath, changed her clothes, and lit sandalwood.

I washed the front and back of my hands, my fingers and the spaces between my fingers carefully twice, then sat up straight. Suddenly, I felt a surge of inspiration. After brewing my emotions, I quickly picked up my pen and prepared to use "The way of heaven is to reduce the surplus and make up for the deficiency" as the first sentence of my opening.

Then I realized that it was not right. This is the original words from the Tao Te Ching.
In fact, she had heard Qingniu talk about the meaning of these Taiqing saints' scriptures in bits and pieces. This was not a practice, so it was fine to talk about it casually, but it could not be written down.

Her originally full mood was interrupted. She started to think again. Just when she wrote the first sentence on the paper, which was the words "The first hexagram, Qian, Qian represents heaven", she received the real-time message from the Phoenix from Guixu, and she also fell into deep thought.

Hearing all kinds of rumors about Guixu and seeing it in person are two different things.

In Phoenix's vision, an immeasurable amount of seawater was pouring into the bottomless black hole of Guixu at an exaggerated speed. Where did this seawater end up? No one knew, at least not from this perspective.

The five elements of the prehistoric world are equal. So much sea water disappears out of thin air. The water spiritual energy of the prehistoric world must continuously transform the chaotic spiritual energy into new sea water, in and out, and the main feature is flow.

This kind of flow isn't healthy. Even the Way of Heaven can't do math problems every day, right? Is Hongjun Laodeng constantly calculating how to simultaneously fill and drain water? Who knows, one day it might be a little more, another day it might be a little less.

This slight deviation will eventually become an astronomical figure as time accumulates.

The best way is to make up for it.

How many eons have passed since Emperor Jun killed the Duke of Dong and pierced the seabed? Could it be that Hongjun and the other saints simply turned a blind eye?

Deng Chanyu was a little confused. Could it be that Lao Deng was just waiting for them, the master and the disciple, to fix the loophole in Guixu?

It’s okay if you don’t know about this kind of thing, but if you know, you need to take some action.

As the saying goes, "When there is something to do, the disciples should do the work." It is reasonable, public and private, and she, a professional plasterer, has to go and take a look first.

She closed the manuscript in which she had just written a sentence, changed her clothes, put on her shoes, and said something to Daji.

"My beloved, I am going out for a while."

Daji was still washing vegetables: "Aren't you coming back for dinner?"

"I'll try to come back, I can't say for sure, hmm."

Deng Chanyu waved her hand. Daji was particularly fond of those colorful mushrooms and colorful morning glories. To be fair, they were delicious, but they could easily cause hallucinations and the taste was too bland. She thought it was reasonable for her to go to the Dragon Palace for a meal first and then go to investigate the matter of Guixu. The emperor had no shortage of hungry soldiers. No matter how anxious Lao Deng was, he would not care about the time of his meal even if he had wasted countless meetings.

She came to the Dragon Palace again.

Ao Guang: "???"

Who was that Water Virtue Master who just took away 30,000 elite soldiers from me in disguise? Did I hallucinate from all the mushrooms?

The Azure Dragon God Meng Zhang asked him to try his best to meet Deng Chanyu's requirements. Now that Deng had come to the Dragon Palace at dinner time, he couldn't kick him out. Come, come, please come in. There are seats inside, big seats.

After another hour of eating, he didn't need to eat for the next ten days or half a month.

Deng Chanyu left the Dragon Palace and continued to head east. She flew in the vast ocean for most of the day and finally entered Guixu.

In the past, the distance between the five immortal mountains exceeded 70,000 miles, and Guixu's territory was far greater than that, filled with pitch-black water. In comparison, the damage to Pangu World was like a hole in a paper window, while in Guixu, the damage was like a kick that tore through the door and paper window.

As a prehistoric dust collector, it was normal for him to carry a ruler with him. She asked, "Uncle Ruler, how big is the damaged area? Can you measure it?" The ruler was very professional in doing this kind of measurement work, just like the fortune teller on the overpass who would definitely know how to apply film, and he quickly calculated a number for her.

Deng Chanyu did the math in her head and realized that the number was too huge. The method of refining the sky-repairing stone in Pangu's world and then filling it up bit by bit would definitely not work, at least not the stone she refined.

"is the teacher here?"

Nuwa and Qingluan in the Wahuang Palace stared at each other in complete silence.

Deng Chanyu assumed she had agreed and continued, "I'll go down and take a look. It shouldn't be dangerous, right?"

"It's not a big problem."

Deng Chanyu: “.”

What Nuwa said "not a big problem" basically means that there is a problem, but it can be overcome by taking drugs or something.

"I understand, I'll go down and take a look."

Without investigation, there is no right to speak. The professional skill of measuring stick is to measure, not to supplement.

Without going down and seeing it herself, she couldn't determine the extent of the damage.

In her opinion, Guixu was the equivalent of a gastric perforation in the prehistoric world, and the measuring stick was the equivalent of a CT scan. She only had a rough idea of ​​what was happening, and she still had to go down and get an ultrasound scan herself. After the results came back, she would consult with Nuwa, the "chief physician," to decide whether to undergo conservative treatment or surgery. Finally, she would notify Hongjun Laodeng to come and pay the bill.
Honghuang is a place where rules are followed. We must take things step by step and the rules cannot be broken.

In her experience, the chances of "surgery" being necessary were very high, and the "patient" had simply delayed treatment for far too long.

Deng Chanyu dived into the deepest part of Guixu, while Fenghuang also found a ray of light in the dark sea. Then, they followed the traces, boarded the dragon warship, and came to the northwest of Guixu with many sailors.

The water flow here is relatively gentle. In the past, Zulong calmed the raging waves on the seabed, but he could not fill the hole of unknown depth in Guixu. The three fairy mountains, including Daiyu Mountain, Yuanjiao Mountain and Yingzhou Mountain, as well as some islands in the East China Sea, all followed the sea current and stayed at this place at the entrance of Guixu.

Go up? No way up.

Go down? I can't go down either.

The three fairy mountains are the main body, piled up together over the years, and with some scattered islands, they eventually formed a vast underwater kingdom.

Phoenix sighed for a moment. Looking at the underwater kingdom, she thought of Atlantis. Now it seems that there is such a legend in Eastern mythology.

Now the question is, where is Mount Daiyu? Where is my Dinghai Pearl?
The warship stopped at the shore. As soon as the old bear got ashore, he picked up the wine gourd and drank it down. He could swim, but the dragon warship had been shaking all the way and made him dizzy. Now he saw people as double.

Phoenix asked the soldiers to take a short rest.

Long Ji said softly: "Ayu, I think I saw the Dinghai Pearl you are looking for."

There was no trace of joy on Phoenix's face: "I saw it too."

The underwater kingdom beneath their feet had lighting. Although it was shrouded in heavy clouds and fog, she could still see a fleeting shadow. That was the Dinghai Pearl.

(End of this chapter)