Conferred Gods: Start with a Phoenix clone

Chapter 475 Golden Immortal!

The Han Dynasty had basically no intention of keeping technical and institutional matters confidential.

Deng Jiugong and Huang Feihu were both military commanders, and they couldn't be described as rough and tumble men. In any case, they weren't very meticulous, and they didn't scheme that much.

Cotton seeds, assembly line production methods, infantry armor, tower ships and so on, there is no such thing as confidentiality at all.

Deng Chanyu was busy cultivating her own Taoism. The deeper her cultivation, the less she cared about these worldly things.

Sometimes, she would even think, please give me some face, as long as Old Deng and Little Deng can live to the end of their lives, it doesn’t matter even if the Han Dynasty is destroyed.

The result was that the less these rulers cared, the stronger the country became. The wise kings and famous ministers in the north tossed around, and in the end, they ended up causing great trouble to the country.
If the immortals do not participate in the war, the Han State cannot fight three of them alone, but the Han State can deal with any two united northern countries at the same time.

San Yisheng wanted to recommend Zhao Da for an official position, but Zhao Gongming refused without a second thought. The story about Wen Zhong's greed for power was circulated everywhere in Jiejiao. No matter what he actually looked like, the story was so widespread that even the Golden Spirit Mother couldn't suppress it. Zhao Gongming didn't want his reputation to be equated with Wen Zhong.

San Yisheng felt a little regretful: "Sir, you are truly a wise man of our time. Since you are unwilling to take up an official position, I will not force you."

He thought for a moment and then said, "The Nandu Library has collected quite a few works on agronomy. If you're interested, you could go take a look. Perhaps it might be of some help to you in your study of the solar terms."

Zhao Gongming had no idea that humanity had already summarized their knowledge of farming into a book. It was okay for him to take a look at it, as Heaven would not say that he went to read the book and then drag him into the catastrophe again.

That evening, he arrived at the Nandu Storage Room.

I met Wei Zi Qi, who was incarnated as a librarian. He was a very versatile reader and had a basic understanding of medicine, divination, astrology, farming, and military affairs.

He recommended a book to Zhao Gongming, Qi Min Yao Shu!
Weizi said, "This is an agricultural book compiled by the Princess of Shu, based on the Shennong Herbal Classic. I'm not an expert on farming, but I can tell it's a masterpiece of great effort, and some of its insights are quite unique."

Zhao Gongming's mind was completely attracted by the Shennong Herbal Classic mentioned later, and he didn't realize who this "Princess of Shu" was. A princess on earth was not worthy of his attention at all.

He picked up the Qi Min Yao Shu and flipped through it for a while, and indeed gained a lot: "Thank you for your guidance, brother."

Mount Emei, Taiyuan Cave.

By relying on the method of seclusion of three days of fishing and two days of drying the net, the eldest princess of Shu Kingdom successfully broke through to the Golden Immortal, which brought a perfect end to her Xuanxian realm.

"The icy skin and bones are called childhood, how can the winged carriage come to the mortal world? The alchemy furnace turns gold and leaves the secret, the fairy palace coughs jade and knocks on the mysterious gate. The world in the pot is close to the blue sky, and the mist in the cave is leisurely in the daytime."

There seemed to be two more sentences after that, but she couldn't remember them for the moment.

After three months of hard work, Deng Chanyu finally incorporated the three flowers and five qi into the Xuanguan acupoint. This is a point, and it is also the whole of her cultivation so far.

Golden Immortal isn't the same Golden Elixir as the Foundation Establishment, Golden Elixir, and Nascent Soul stages. Immortal is easy to understand; Gold is a term that can never be erased. Within the Mysterious Gate, a being enters a state of automatic evolution, at which point the initial steps of a world are formed. Having grasped the Dao Seed of the Great Dao of Space, the speed at which the Mysterious Gate world expands in space will far exceed that of an average Golden Immortal.

This space can be called the inner universe or the microuniverse. Anyway, the world inside the entrance is the embodiment of her Golden Immortal Dao Fruit. As long as it is not destroyed by external forces, she can achieve immortality in the literal sense.

Deng Chanyu came to the outside of Mount Emei and gazed from afar at the green mountains and clear waters that were both familiar and slightly unfamiliar.

Taking this step makes a world of difference.

If Nuwa, Sanqing, Kunpeng and others are the first echelon, Duobao, Zhao Gongming, Guangchengzi and others are the second echelon, then Deng Chanyu, including many third-generation disciples of the Chan Sect, such as Yang Jian, are the third echelon. Now she has made great efforts to catch up and finally caught up with the immortals in the second echelon.

The Twelve Golden Immortals of the Chan Sect were a truly impressive fact in the prehistoric world. This was also evidence that Yuanshi Tianzun claimed that his disciples were well-trained. What made them so impressive? Their level of cultivation was above the Golden Immortal level. The lowest level of cultivation among the twelve disciples was a Golden Immortal.

Now Deng Chanyu has also reached this level.

Theoretically speaking, she no longer has the attribute of longevity at this time. It is not an empty statement that she lives as long as the heaven and the earth. With a wave of her hand and a lift of her foot, she possesses immense magical power, as if moving mountains and filling the sea is just a matter of thought.

So strong! So good!

She became more and more awed by the Way of Heaven, and her understanding of the ancient world became clearer. The power she could exert with the measuring ruler became stronger and stronger.

Her eyes were slightly deep. Seeing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth being lost every moment due to the cultivation of immortals everywhere, she couldn't help but have a thought in her mind: what a waste! How great would it be if all the spiritual energy of the prehistoric world could be used by herself?
Before, she would shout, "I haven't gotten on the bus yet, wait for me," but now that she's in the second tier, her thoughts have changed to, "Weld the doors shut and don't let anyone get on anymore!"

The influence of spirituality was relatively small. At least she felt that she had enough confidence to deal with emergencies, and would not be assimilated into ashes by the Tao just by thinking about it.

With the practice in the hollow willow and the inspiration that had erupted from Yang Mei's corpse during this period, she finally cultivated the fourth light among the five-colored divine light, the wood-type green light.

Now, among the five lights, only the Water Black Light remains. She has never practiced the Water Magic well. Practicing the Water Black Light is incredibly difficult for her. She wonders if she can master it within a thousand years.
The Avenue of Space is still in the Dao Seed state, but she already has many new ideas about the application of space abilities.

It's a bit painful to use it on Daji, but it's okay to use it twice on Di Ting, the bad dog who often disturbs their fun.

Deng Chanyu saw Di Ting strolling into the cave and immediately shouted, "Stand still. I'm going to try my hand at you."

Di Ting: "???"

The next moment, he felt as if he was being squeezed together from all directions by something. There were countless invisible and intangible substances around him, filling up the space in front, behind, left, right, up and down. He stuck out his tongue, and except for his eyeballs, there was no part of his body that could move.

Seeing her beloved dog maintaining a stiff position with one front leg raised and taking a step forward, Daji took out a serrated dagger, pursed her lips, and looked at Deng Chanyu unkindly.

Deng Chanyu flicked her finger silently, releasing the spatial confinement around Di Ting. She pretended to be fine, put her hands on her chest, and looked around, as if asking, what happened?
(End of this chapter)