Conferred Gods: Start with a Phoenix clone

Chapter 529: Chaos in Biyou Palace

The immortals of the orthodox sect, the Western sect, including many scattered immortals and some of the evil sect were all making a fuss. The saints were vying for face, and the immortals were not much better off. Since their name contained the word "human", they could not escape some vulgar interests. The idea of ​​"being worried about their brothers' hard life, and also being worried about their brothers driving a Land Rover" was too common.

Among the tens of thousands of immortals present, probably less than one-tenth of them hope that Duobao Taoist can obtain the sainthood. There is no big reason, it is just pure jealousy.

The hall was in chaos, and the sermon scene instantly turned into a vegetable market.

Nezha was in high spirits, as cheerful as if it were a holiday. He looked around and felt friendly towards everyone he saw.

Deng Chanyu reminded: "Keep a low profile."

"Oh oh!" Nezha immediately became alert, looked around, and pretended to be an innocent passerby.

He was not worried at all. He was at most an accomplice. There were so many accomplices in the hall now. If you want to arrest someone, you should arrest the main culprit.

Duobao, Guangchengzi, Deng Chanyu, Yunxiao and other immortals all looked at Huanglong who spoke first.

Huang Long Zhenren looked at Shen Gongbao and asked, "Are you trying to harm me?" Shen Gongbao gave a helpless look and said, "You are hard of hearing and didn't hear clearly."

The main culprits were Huang Long and Shen Gongbao, but what kind of reputation did Shen Gongbao have in Jiejiao? Returning to Jiejiao was more relaxing than returning to Yuxu Palace. In unison, a large number of Jiejiao immortals turned their hateful gazes on Huang Long Zhenren, and direct disciples like Huo Ling Shengmu drew their swords.

Yang Jian glanced at Guangchengzi out of the corner of his eye, as if to ask, should we make some more trouble or run away quickly?
Guangchengzi dared to visit the Biyou Palace three times, and he was not lacking in courage. At this moment, he sat still, and there was no change on his face.

Bixiao was so excited that she slapped her thigh. She was extremely happy. Zhao Gongming was so happy to see his sister, who had been depressed for half a year, beaming with joy.

In his opinion, Duobao's preaching was just average, and it was too much of an imitation of the preaching of the Taoist Patriarch of Zixiao Palace in the past.

When the Taoist Ancestor gave a lecture in Zixiao Palace in the past, he spent a thousand years explaining the way to become a Golden Immortal. This was because at that time many powerful people did not have any skills, and they all relied on instinct to absorb and exhale the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. With high qualifications and hard work, they gradually reached the realm of Golden Immortal.

At that time, many powerful people listened to the Taoist master's systematic explanation of the Daluo technique, and all those who listened benefited from it, including Minghe and Kunpeng. The basis of the techniques they practice now was taught by the Taoist master in the past, so it is said that the Taoist master has immeasurable merits.

What time is it now? Who among those who can achieve Daluo and cultivate to the Golden Immortal realm would value Duobao's avenue?

Big Brother, times have changed!

Those with higher cultivation levels are unwilling to listen, and those with lower cultivation levels cannot understand.

Zhao Gongming felt that Duobao was being impatient. He might not have thought it through yet, but he hurriedly called people to listen to his preaching.

Thinking of his pride, he couldn't help laughing.

Seeing Bixiao shouting at the top of her lungs, he was also a little moved.

Yunxiao held him tightly, and Bixiao could still say that he was young and ignorant, so you should stay out of it! We brothers and sisters are not afraid of Duobao, but we can't keep pushing this wave of hatred. After all, we are from the same school, so we should pay attention to the degree.

Nezha is adding fuel to the fire.

He shouted indignantly, "Are you worthy of us Taoists who have come all this way? Give me back my travel expenses, give me back my money!" Huh? Deng Chanyu felt that the voice was a little strange. She turned around and found that Nezha had suddenly become taller. Looking at his face again, wasn't this Yang Jian?
This kid's Eight-Nine Profound Arts is just at the entry-level level and can only fool outsiders. His temperament and eyes are completely wrong.

At this moment, a familiar voice rang out from the Xianjiao side: "I, Li Nezha, feel that your Jiejiao's teachings today were not good. Can't you say it's not good? Are you so overbearing?"

Deng Chanyu and "Yang Jian" looked over together.

The "Nezha" from the Xianjiao sect raised his eyebrows at them. It was no wonder that Yang Jian imitated Nezha's naughty boy spirit with a pouting mouth and wide eyes to perfection. This guy's Eight-Nine Profound Art had indeed reached the high level of perfection.

Deng Chanyu shook her shoulders and turned into the appearance of Taoist Cihang. She grasped the temperament of male body and female appearance very well.

At this time, he earnestly warned "Yang Jian" beside him: "Junior Brother Yang, be careful with your words and actions. Even if Senior Brother Duobao's words are not good, you can't say it out loud."

Taoist Cihang: “.”

Why did you become like me? Are you bullying me for being low-key?
OK, OK!
Cihang was able to test Tang Monk and his disciples in the "Four Saints Test of Zen Heart" together with the Old Mother of Mount Li and others, so naturally he also knew the art of transformation. Although it was not as good as the Eight-Nine Profound Art, it was enough to be used in this hall that was as big as a vegetable market.

He turned into the appearance of Deng Chanyu, and from his expression to his temperament, this Taoist imitated the female fairy perfectly.

Deng Chanyu curled her lips. So skilled? Do you usually dress like a woman?
Taoist Cihang scolded Nezha, who was standing by: "My disciple should be grateful to Senior Brother Duobao. Even if Senior Brother Duobao's explanation was not good, you can return to Mount Emei and tell me about it. Why do you have to say it directly in public? It's so rude."

Duobao Taoist's face was as gloomy as water. "You came here to show me your transformation skills?" His already slightly plump figure now looked even fatter. It was all because of anger.

Maitreya watched this scene happily, his heart beaming with joy.

This transformation technique seems to have great potential. He plans to go back and talk to the Bodhisattva Cundi about it. We in the Western religion must also have one or two sophisticated transformation techniques!

It doesn't make much sense for Deng Chanyu and Cihang, Nezha and Yang Jian to blame each other. Just sit in your original positions. Even a fool can know that you have used the art of transformation. This kind of self-deception is more to give face to the Shangqing Saint. Covering up is better than not covering up. At least when the saints have a war of words, it is an excuse they refuse to admit.

The scene was in chaos.

Unless one is as strong as Pangu or Hongjun, the principle of not punishing the masses is basically applicable for the rest of the time.

Now, not only the Orthodox Sect, the Western Sect, and Deng Chanyu expressed dissatisfaction, but many immortals from the Jie Sect also found it boring.

I can't even reach the realm of True Immortal, and you've been talking about the way to the Golden Immortal for a month?
If what you do is in the interests of the majority of the immortals, then you are the eldest brother, but if it is not in the interests of the immortals, then you have to think about it.

Duobao looked at his fellow apprentices.

Zhao Gongming and Yunxiao closed their eyes to rest and didn't even look at him. Qiongxiao and Bixiao were sneering.

The Seven Immortals were even more hostile. With the exception of Dark Cloud Immortal, the other six were laughing rather impudently. They usually treated us like slaves, but now they're thinking of us? Too late!
The Qiushou Immortal and the Lingya Immortal pointed in his direction from time to time, and several immortals clinked glasses and laughed loudly, with no intention of standing up to maintain order.

(End of this chapter)