Conferred Gods: Start with a Phoenix clone

Chapter 464 My Taoist Grandfather
Another lucky person who sang "Good Luck" in Mount Emei was Deng Chanyu.

This place is not far from Kunlun Mountain.

She immediately noticed that the quality of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth had greatly improved. Before, it was rich spiritual energy, but now there was an indescribable thing in the spiritual energy, which the measuring ruler called spiritual inspiration.

In just two days, without using any merit, she attained enlightenment twelve times, and her soul was filled with insights into the avenue of space, almost overflowing.

There were so many benefits, and she didn't know why she was suddenly blessed by heaven to this extent. She even wanted to write an article titled "My Taoist Grandpa" to thank heaven and earth.

Inspirations came too much and too frequently, and the speed of achieving the Golden Immortal Fruit increased again.

Bai Ze didn't dare observe the sage, but with his divine beast gift of "knowing everything," he did detect some clues. If the sage is in seclusion, then I should do the same. As soon as I did, I immediately discovered something. Oh, there's such a good thing! "Okay, I'll close the cave tightly and see no one. If anyone comes looking for me, I'll tell them I'm dead."

Some mythical beasts and immortals with similar magical powers seized the opportunity to practice.

The majority of this wave of spiritual inspiration must have been absorbed by the saints. Even if someone like the Immortal of the South Pole was sitting in the Yuxu Palace on Kunlun Mountain, his speed of absorbing spiritual inspiration could not be as fast as that of the Tongtian Sect Master of the East China Sea.

It can only be said that saints eat meat and drink the remaining soup.

Deng Chanyu also informed Daji. She didn't know how large the range of the spiritual energy would be this time, but she believed that the underworld was too yin-filled. Even if there was spiritual energy there, it would not be suitable for living people to practice. It would be better for Daji to return to Emei.

She was worried that the secret would be revealed and that this would displease "Grandpa Daozu", so she wrote a poem on the special paper figure that Daji gave her.

"Let's put the white deer among the green cliffs and ride to visit famous mountains as soon as possible."

That means put down the work in your hands and quickly go back to the mountain to practice.

Ten breaths later, a big question mark appeared on the paper man's face. The slave society of the Shang Dynasty certainly did not use this symbol, but they could understand each other.

Deng Chanyu didn't dare to guess what the Heavenly Dao meant, so she could only conceal her true intention and wrote another sentence: "I want to achieve the Golden Immortal Dao Fruit."

Daji replied: "So?"

"Come back soon, I miss you!"

After tricking Daji back to the mountain, needless to say, Daji understood the reason and immediately chose to go into seclusion. She was indeed very important in the underworld, but not to the point where she would not leave the underworld.

Phoenix also notified Long Ji.

This opportunity is rare. Practicing for one day is equivalent to practicing for seven days normally. Add to that various sudden insights, it’s like celebrating the New Year. No more playing around, just practice!

Daji has escaped the calamity, and Longji was in trouble because of Fu Yuan. Fu Yuan is dead now, so who was so blind as to let her be on the list?
Neither of them is in the great calamity, so they can go into seclusion to practice. However, other immortals, such as Nezha, cannot do so. Similarly, all the immortals from the orthodox, evil, and Western religions who are in the great calamity are not allowed to leave, and the saints will not let them leave.

The Investiture of the Gods is a step to heaven for mortals, but a punishment for immortals. Don’t ask what the crime is, just bow your head and admit your guilt and that’s it.

They're sending you on vacation while you're undergoing labor reform? How could such a good thing happen? Even if an immortal was cultivating while in the calamity, they couldn't sense the spiritual energy emanating from Yang Mei's corpse. It was as if they were in another dimension, cultivating daily and absorbing and exhaling ordinary spiritual energy from heaven and earth.

Deng Chanyu felt a little sad about losing the Northern Xuanyuan Water Control Flag, but she gained the Measuring Ruler, which was equivalent to throwing away level 90 epic equipment and replacing it with level 95 legendary equipment. Except for the need to adjust the fighting method, there was little impact on other aspects.

Saint Taiqing didn't care at all about losing the Southern Lidi Flame Flag. He didn't use this flag on weekdays, but kept it with the Great Master Xuandu. Xuandu was a male version of Deng Chanyu, and he also had a lot of innate spiritual treasures. It didn't matter if he had one more flag or one less flag.

The Queen Mother of Yao Chi was a little hurt because she had lost the Western Plain Cloud Flag. Fortunately, she was the Queen Mother, one of the most powerful people in the Three Realms, and she had some innate spiritual treasures in her hands.

The same goes for the Saint Jie Yin. The Eastern Blue Lotus Treasure Color Flag is just the icing on the cake for him, and it doesn't make much difference whether he has it or not.

Ao Yuan had been given this precious flag before, but now the flag is gone. Zhunti gave him a defensive magic treasure called "Muni Dingguang Pearl". This magic treasure was born in the Eight Treasures Merit Pool in the West. It is a solid body that gathers spirit and is a first-class defensive treasure.

There is no problem with the four flags of east, south, west and north, but there is a problem with the central Wu Ji apricot yellow flag.

Yuanshi Tianzun was a little tired after the battle, but then Kunlun Mountain suddenly had a burst of inspiration. Even across the boundless ocean, he seemed to be able to feel the envious and jealous eyes of Tongtian Jiaozhu. He felt so happy that he had long forgotten about the Wu Ji Xinghuang Flag and Jiang Ziya.

He subconsciously thought that Guangchengzi and Chijingzi were both in Xiqi. Could so many disciples not protect Jiang Ziya? Compared to the Six Saints' battle with Yang Mei, and the subsequent appearance of a new saint with a certain probability, the Conferred God was simply a small game for self-entertainment, so he didn't give it much thought.

Jiang Ziya, who was in Xiqi, was in tears. Without the Wu Ji Xinghuang Flag to provide protection, his skinny body could not withstand Wen Zhong's dragon whip.

The Zhou Kingdom suffered a series of defeats. Some time ago, King Zhou's brother, Weizi Qi, who had defected to the Zhou Kingdom, volunteered to seek reinforcements. He then went to Hanzhong and never returned.
Xiqi City, inside the Prime Minister’s Residence.

Jiang Ziya was discussing in a low voice with Deng Hua. As for the outside world, no one would share with them any information about the Chaos War, let alone information outside the borders of Zhu Xia. They could only defend Mount Qi with all their might and resist Wen Zhong's wave after wave of fierce attacks.

The two were extremely worried and just hoped that the immortals of the Chan sect would quickly rescue Daoxing Tianzun and then help them resist Wen Zhong.

The guards shouted, "The king has arrived!"

The two men hurriedly stood up to greet him and exchanged a few words. Deng Hua had an injury on his arm, so he took his leave first. Ji Fa looked at Jiang Ziya thoughtfully.

"Is your Majesty worried about something?" Jiang Ziya was a little nervous. I can still hold on for a while, but you must not back down.

The result is that you are afraid of whatever comes next.

Ji Fa was a little embarrassed. After thinking for a long time, he did not directly state his purpose. Instead, he said in a roundabout way: "Father, do you think there are emperors who have lived for a thousand years?"

Jiang Ziya shook his head firmly: "I have never heard of it."

Ji Fa was silent for a moment. "Yes, I've recently been reading the Daoist book that my teacher gave me. The Yellow Emperor of ancient times unified the human race and laid the foundation for eternity, but he ultimately chose to retreat to the mountains to cultivate Dao. This is the key to this. Could you, my father, explain this to me?"

Jiang Ziya frowned. "You've explained it so clearly yourself, what else do you want to clarify?" Heaven's laws wouldn't allow an emperor to live for hundreds or even thousands of years. You either cultivate the Dao or reign supreme in the mortal realm. You have only one choice.

(End of this chapter)