Conferred Gods: Start with a Phoenix clone

Chapter 48: Is it fate? No, it’s destiny!
What should the Dashang military camp do if it cannot kill Yuan Futong with the existing means?
Deng Chanyu knew the Immortal Slaying Flying Blade would definitely kill Yuan Futong, but who knew where Lu Ya was right now? Furthermore, Lu Ya's relationship with the demon race had always been complicated. Even if she found him, they wouldn't lend her their magic weapon. When Wen Zhong looked over, she shook her head gently, indicating that she had no other options.

Wen Zhong is a true disciple of Jiejiao. What to do if you can't win? Ask for help! What to do if you have trouble? Borrow treasure!

He signaled his generals to remain calm, and he himself rode on the Black Qilin to the East China Sea to seek help from his fellow disciples.

"What is Master Wen doing?" Deng Xiu asked her sister in a low voice.

In fact, a lot of military generals on the Shang side didn't know what Grand Master Wen was doing. The old Grand Master's prestige was too high, and no one dared to ask unless he explained. Only the fool Deng Xiu didn't notice the twists and turns.

Seeing that the four generals of the Mo family and Li Jing were all listening attentively, Deng Chanyu thought for a moment and said, "Perhaps he went to borrow a magic weapon?"

The Jiejiao sect has a lot of killing weapons, I wonder what magic weapon Wen Zhong can borrow.

According to her estimation, if they want to kill Yuan Futong, they don't have to use the Immortal Slaying Flying Knife. For Jiejiao, there are plenty of ways to do that.

If you really force him, let Master Wen use the Zhuxian Sword to chop him!
When Tongtian Patriarch saw Nuwa lending the Map of Mountains, Rivers, and States, he asked Wen Zhong's teacher, the Golden Spirit Mother, to beg her. Given Wen Zhong's unyielding nature, there was a chance that she would lend him the Sword of Immortal Execution.

If he encounters the Zhu Xian Sword, it will be useless even if Yuan Futong’s abilities are ten thousand times greater.

"I'm going back to practice! I haven't done today's morning class yet. Big brother, you take care of what happens next." Deng Chanyu didn't care about anything else after the battle and left everything to her elder brother Tiehanhan.

Deng Xiu thought it was natural and told her sister to take care of her health. Then she went to find Li Jing, the general of Chentang Pass.

The soldiers' pensions were paid by the Deng family, but Chentangguan was responsible for the damage to weapons and the repair of armor. After all, this was a war for the Shang Dynasty.

Master Ju Liusun and his apprentice, who were hiding in the dark, still did not show up.

The master and disciple were afraid of being covered by the map of mountains, rivers, and the country again, so they ran to the East China Sea in one breath.

After enduring for a long time, Tu Xingsun couldn't help but ask, "Master."

The fat black man was afraid that Liu Sun was worried, so he asked casually, "What's the matter?"

Tu Xingsun was a little embarrassed: "Disciple, I seem to have seen the Red Luan Star moving before. Is it hinting that I have a marriage with that female cultivator?"

Ju Liusun slapped him on the back of the head and said, "Nonsense! You've only been practicing Taoism for a few days, and you're still thinking about marriage? That girl may be young, but she's of the same generation as me. Don't let that foolishness fool you. People who practice Taoism must avoid distraction. You must not have understood the sutra I taught you a few days ago, right?"

In fact, Tuxingsun had been practicing Taoism for quite some time. When Shen Gongbao asked him, he said that he had been learning for "a hundred years", but he lacked the qualifications. In addition, Tuxingsun was a little impatient and was reluctant to explain in detail during the lectures. If you didn't ask him, he would assume that you understood. In the end, the problems snowballed and accumulated more and more.

Tuxingsun has been practicing for a hundred years, but his actual level is far behind those of the other third-generation disciples of the Chan Sect. He is only slightly better than cannon fodder disciples like Han Dulong and Xue Ehu.

At this time, Tu Xingsun was still a little unconvinced. He was not lying, he really saw the Red Luan Star. "Master, look, is that the Red Luan Star?" he suddenly asked, pointing to the sky.

Ju Liusun was stunned and looked up subconsciously, and saw a red sphere appear silently in the sky, and then fell down slowly but actually quickly, and the place where it fell was exactly where their master and disciple were hiding.

He was so frightened that his soul flew out of his body. "You have practiced Taoism for so many years, and you have only achieved the status of a dog? This is not a Red Luan Star, it is a red ball flying out from the Queen Wa Palace!"
I've already warned you once, and you're warning me again? Do you think saints don't have temper?
The red hydrangea flew at a very clever angle, falling from the sky, but turned a corner before landing, hitting the two people from the side, then broke through the space and pushed them to the foot of Kunlun Mountain.

Nuwa was originally very happy. Deng Chanyu was extremely decisive. Before anything happened, she directly used her ultimate power and released the Shanhe Sheji Tu to capture Yuan Futong. This completely severed her relationship with the demon clan.

The saint had both the inside and the outside in her, and was in a good mood. Then she overheard Tuxingsun mumbling about marrying, saying he thought his disciple was beautiful and a good match for him. Nuwa herself was in charge of marriages in the three realms, arranging marriages for heaven, earth, and man. The Dao Ancestor had already handed these matters over to her. Now she was like, what? My disciple is marrying you? How come I didn't know? You three-inch-tall thing, are you still trying to encroach on my authority?
Thinking deeper, if Deng Chanyu were to marry Tuxingsun, wouldn't that lower her generational status? I'm a sage, and I'm on the same generation as Guangchengzi and Juliusun? Are you, the Chan Sect, looking down on me too much?
Ju Liusun may have stopped Tu Xingsun's ridiculous idea, but the fact that you discussed this matter with your disciple in such a serious manner is a serious sin in itself! You cannot discuss it, not even think about it!

Would you, Ju Liusun, dare to talk about Yuanshi Tianzun behind his back? If your apprentice talked about Yuanshi Tianzun, would you immediately turn hostile? This shows that in Ju Liusun's heart, Nuwa and his master Yuanshi Tianzun were not regarded on the same level.

This is not just Deng Chanyu's business, it involves the face of the saint Nuwa, which is totally intolerable. Hong Xiuqiu is here to serve!
In the end, Nuwa did not kill them. She threw the master and disciple to Kunlun Mountain, where they waited for Yuanshi Tianzun's decision.

The saint understood the whole story in an instant.

Yuanshi Tianzun also felt that this master and disciple were being too blunt, showing no respect for the sage and his disciples, and bringing shame upon himself. At this crucial moment of the Conferred Gods, provoking Nuwa out of lustful desires, were they truly ill? He simply closed his eyes.

As soon as he had the thought, the White Crane Boy who was serving beside him immediately received the order and stopped Master Juliusun and his disciples outside the Yuxu Palace.

Many people say that Yang Jian is the first disciple of the third generation of the Chan sect, but that is not true.

The White Crane Boy is a disciple of the Southern Pole Immortal. He is the first disciple of the third generation of the Chan Sect and serves beside Yuanshi Tianzun, holding a very high status.

The twelve golden immortals of the orthodox teaching had their three flowers cut off and their five energies blocked by the Yellow River Formation, and their foundations were severely damaged. A large number of disciples from three generations died, and while the remaining few were struggling to survive, he and his master, the Immortal of the South Pole, sat high up in the Yuxu Palace, watching quietly, without any need to respond to the calamity.

This is the difference.

Strictly speaking, the White Crane Boy is also a descendant of ancient birds, and has a close relationship with the Phoenix. When he received the decree, he understood the whole story. At this time, he had a stern face and acted in a businesslike manner.

"Greetings, uncle-master, and this junior fellow apprentice."

Ju Liusun knew that this was a close confidant of his master, so he did not put on airs like one of the Twelve Golden Immortals of the Chan Sect. He also bowed and greeted him, and said a few polite words.

"My nephew's cultivation is becoming more and more profound. It is truly a cause for celebration."

(End of this chapter)