Conferred Gods: Start with a Phoenix clone

Chapter 50 Reunion

Mo Lihong, the Western King of Wide Eyes, has a great reputation, but Deng Chanyu actually never took him seriously. He was just a security guard at the gate. In terms of technical skills, he is not as good as me, who builds houses and sharpens kitchen knives.

Now when he took the Hunyuan Umbrella in his hand, he immediately discovered its extraordinary features.

Inside the umbrella were exquisitely hung ornaments such as emeralds, grandmother seals, grandmother jade, night-shining pearls, dust-repelling beads, fire-repelling beads, water-repelling beads, cool-dispelling beads, nine-bend beads, and beauty-fixing beads. These things were of average value in the eyes of the monks. For example, Deng Ai gave Fei Zhong half a box of night-shining pearls. The items were not of high value, but the combination method was extremely clever.

Deng Chanyu thought to herself that this didn't seem to be the method of Jiejiao, but rather the method of refining instruments used by the Western religion, which often used seven treasures: gold, silver, glass, giant clam, agate, pearl, and rose. Of course, if you insist on saying that it was something from Xuanmen, it was also possible, after all, the origin of the Western religion was also Xuanmen.

The Western Heavenly King Guangmu? The West?
She couldn't help but think more. Mo Lihong, with his thick eyebrows and big eyes, looked like a member of the Jiejiao sect, but had he actually joined the Western sect?

The Western Religion has a wide layout. They have people at Sanshan Pass and have also placed chess pieces at Jiameng Pass where the four generals of the Demon Family are stationed.

Deng Chanyu doesn't have any grand ambitions. Her most basic pursuit is to survive, and her second pursuit is to live a better life on the basis of survival.

A saint who made great aspirations and overdrew from the Heavenly Dao is still a saint. In front of a saint, Haotian's cultivation of 226.8 million years is of little use. If Haotian is like this, let alone her. She is unwilling and dare not offend any saint.

Yuan Futong bit a big hole in Mo Lihong's Hunyuan Umbrella, and the magic veins of the entire umbrella were messed up. Deng Chanyu secretly calculated that this kind of physical damage is actually easy to repair, it just takes some time.

Four eight-meter-tall giants sat cross-legged outside the house waiting, and she decided to do them a favor.

"It can be repaired. General Demon, please come and get it in three days."

"Thank you very much!"

The four giants clasped their fists and bowed, with uncontrollable joy on their faces.

Many of the ornaments in the Hunyuan Umbrella were bitten by Yuan Futong. Deng Chanyu had similar treasures in her hands, so it was completely feasible to replace them. However, her treasures were basically "local specialties" of the Jinghe Dragon Palace. If they were placed on Mo Lihong's Hunyuan Umbrella, it would easily cause trouble and add to the incident.

Since you are helping others, do it well instead of throwing a lot of trouble on others.

Chentang Pass, like Sanshan Pass, is a militarized pass. The people of the Shang Dynasty were known as "merchants". They could go to Chentang Pass to sell some armor and weapons, but they would never go to such a chaotic place to sell gems.

After asking Li Jing, Deng Chanyu rushed to Jizhou City, the most prosperous provincial capital nearby, the next morning.

She changed into the white-robed young man's outfit again, fanning herself with a folding fan, and went to several shops in the city that sold pearls and agates to buy items suitable for repairing the Hunyuan umbrella.

She had just walked out of a store called "Ruyixuan" and was about to go to another street to do some shopping when she suddenly had a strange premonition. She looked up and saw a clothesline falling straight towards her, accompanied by a large basin of water.

The face of a young woman with picturesque features, eyes as clear as water, and every frown and smile filled with unparalleled charm appeared in the window on the second floor.

The owner of the face had no idea she would let the clothesline slip, and even less that she would panic and frantically try to grab the pole, causing the basin in her hand to topple over, plummeting down with the water. The moment she fell, she saw someone underneath, someone she knew.
So embarrassing!

Deng Chanyu jumped back lightly, avoiding the tragic scene of being drenched by the water used for washing face and feet.

"Miss Ji? Didn't you say you live outside the city? Land prices around here aren't cheap, are they?" she asked, standing downstairs. Miss Ji, feeling a bit ill, looked mortified. She stretched her neck out and carefully glanced around the street. Seeing no one was paying attention, she gave Deng Chanyu a flattering smile. "Did I splash you? I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I really didn't mean to! Um, can you please come up and change your clothes?"

"Okay, wait."

Deng Chanyu walked around to the main gate. It seemed to be a small courtyard with its own entrance and exit. There were many strange items drying in the courtyard. She took a quick look and found white peony flowers and white lotus flowers needed for Lengxiang Pills, as well as some lotus leaves and coptis chinensis that she had mentioned casually.

It is elegant, but a little out of place.
With a cough, she walked up to the second floor under the strange gazes of several young maids.

Miss Ji was still as beautiful as ever, with water droplets on her face and neck. Her hair was wet, but it was temporarily tied up with a seemingly ordinary hairpin inserted in it.

"Oh, I didn't know it's not convenient here, young lady. How rude, so rude!" Deng Chanyu clasped his hands together, tilted his head to the other side, and acted like a gentleman who would not look at anything inappropriate.

Miss Ji glanced at her very charmingly, her eyes seemed to be able to speak. Even though Deng Chanyu herself was a top beauty, she couldn't help but feel her bones soften at this moment. This girl was so beautiful that she would bring disaster to the country and the people.

"Stop pretending. I've known for a long time that you are a girl. Humph, you still want to lie to me." The girl raised her delicate chin.

Deng Chanyu laughed out loud, "Got it? Ahahahahaha, I told you you're incredibly smart. When did you find out? Am I pretending not to be so?"

The girl pointed at her cheek and said, "You are too beautiful. You don't look like a man at all."

Deng Chanyu said sincerely: "She is far inferior to you. You are definitely the most beautiful girl I have ever seen."

Miss Ji smiled and shook her head. Was it really a good thing for her to look like this? She envied Deng Chanyu so much for her boldness in speaking and laughing. She would never be as carefree as her in her lifetime.

Deng Chanyu's next words immediately broke her defense: "I asked you to practice stone locks to increase your arm strength. Have you practiced?"

Miss Ji: “.”

Why would I train that thing?! Am I going to be a female general too?
She was quite good at changing the subject, avoiding the important points and shifting the conversation to her area of ​​expertise. "You said before that you were practicing Taoism in the mountains, and when you had free time you practiced calligraphy and painting. How's your practice going? Is this your handwriting?"

She pointed at the folding fan and said.

"Yes." Deng Chanyu opened the folding fan and let Miss Ji appreciate the results of her recent calligraphy practice.

There are fourteen words on the fan.

Miss Ji read it carefully.

"You must know that the traveler in the mist and clouds is not a mirror polisher in the dust."

After carefully savoring the artistic conception, according to Miss Ji, the artistic conception in the poem is more real than the one she wrote to Deng Chanyu before, "Floating clouds can now be ridden, and the vast ocean has turned into dust", and is more in line with the state of mind of a person who is striving to climb to the top.

The character "磨" (grinding) in the phrase "磨Mirror Man" (grinding mirror man) is written best. Just seeing this character makes you feel as if you are actually there.
(End of this chapter)