Conferred Gods: Start with a Phoenix clone

Chapter 530: A Big Move
Taoist Duobao looked at his base.

Among the four direct disciples, the Golden Spirit Holy Mother and the Wu Dang Holy Mother remained silent, and no one knew what they were thinking. The Turtle Spirit Holy Mother wanted to help, but there were too many immortals making a fuss, and she didn't know who to look for for a while.

Disciples who were close to him, such as the Holy Mother of Fire and Luo Xuan, were even more bewildered. They had never expected the situation to be so chaotic.

Taoist Duobao looked at Master Huanglong with a gleaming gaze, "Do you think my explanation is not good?"

All the immortals, whether they knew him or not, looked towards Master Huanglong.

Some unorthodox sects were still whispering, "Whose immortal is this? How could he be so brave?"

Upon learning that it was from the Xianjiao sect, everyone smiled knowingly. It seemed the rumors were true; the two sides were indeed incompatible! Got it!

After Master Huanglong shouted that, he remained silent. Unexpectedly, Duobao still kept his eyes on him.

Is it the right time to say, "You got the wrong person?" or "That was just a misunderstanding?"

Of course not, I have to persevere even if I die.

He stiffened his neck and said, "Yes, I think there is something wrong with what you said."

Duobao was also able to handle things calmly: "Junior brother, you are right. I did not give a good lecture. Take a three-day break. I will start my lecture again in three days."

Nezha turned back into his original appearance, holding his head with his hands and holding a dogtail grass in his mouth. He was originally planning to sing "Unforgettable Tonight", but Duobao didn't even give him the chance. How depressing!
Taoist Duobao was not going to recite his way to becoming a Daluo Jinxian anymore.

This first disciple of Jiejiao has seen through the Jiejiao's essence of being strong on the outside but weak on the inside. There are indeed many disciples, but their minds are also complicated. It is normal for saintly disciples like Guangchengzi and Maitreya to make trouble. If the roles are reversed, if Guangchengzi were preaching today, he would make an even more exaggerated noise.

Because there is only one holy throne. If you don't fight for it, it will belong to someone else and there will be no room for maneuver.

The fact that Yunxiao, who is such a cold and aloof person, stood up to oppose today speaks volumes.

Duobao's wrath was mostly directed at the lower-ranking immortals. It was perfectly natural for a saint's direct disciple to covet the throne, but how dare you, the Celestial Immortals and True Immortals, mess with me? Do you even know your own worth?
The Jiejiao sect is too bloated and has mixed qualities. It is a burden at ordinary times and is not united when it comes to doing big things. Is there any need for such a sect to exist?
Duobao immediately went into seclusion.

His cultivation was indeed profound, and his mind quickly regained its clarity.

He saw the essence of things clearly. In fact, there was nothing wrong in preaching, beheading the two corpses, and striving for the sainthood. His mistake was that he mixed the three things together.

The difficulty level for Deng Chanyu to open up the world of the twelve zodiac animals is 5, and the difficulty level for Zhao Gongming to create the twenty-four solar terms is 50. Now the difficulty level for him to preach, behead corpses and fight for the sainthood is probably over 1000. He has few friends around him, and it can be said that he is surrounded by enemies.

Duobao thought he needed to adjust his preaching style and methods, and he wanted to bring most of the immortals back to his camp.

Duobao was adjusting his preaching style, and the group of saint's disciples who were causing trouble were also thinking of their own tricks.

Daji used her paper-cutting skills again and cut out a paper figure of Deng Chanyu and placed it next to herself to help provide cover.

Deng Chanyu used the way of space to leave Biyou Palace, sped all the way, and finally arrived in Luoyi.

No matter what tricks Duobao used, no matter how many plans and methods he had, it was useless. Deng Chanyu didn't need Nezha to sing this time. She had a big trick for Duobao.

That’s King Zhou!
She knew that King Zhou's first wife and two sons were in Jiejiao, so she wanted to give Duobao a taste of the worldly life. Preaching? Talk about Jiebao!

"My lord, you finally remembered us sisters!" The two lonely souls, the Nine-tailed Fox Spirit and the Nine-headed Pheasant Spirit, crawled out of the demon-summoning banner with resentment on their faces. If we wait a few more months, our little sister, the Jade Pipa Spirit, should also come to reunite, right?
Deng Chanyu was a little embarrassed. She had indeed forgotten about them.

"I was busy with various matters before, indeed. Today I will definitely allow you to be reborn."

She kneaded the clay on the spot and made two bodies for the two monsters.

The thousand-year cultivation of the two demons cannot be said to be completely wasted. There is still some demonic power in their souls, but it is far less than before.

Deng Chanyu instructed them: "I have a task for you. Have Emperor Xin go to the Biyou Palace in the East Sea to listen to the teachings in three days."

The two demons looked embarrassed. The nine-headed pheasant demon had an average impression of King Zhou, while the nine-tailed fox demon had some real feelings for him. This human king treated her well, so was he trying to harm him now?
"What are you thinking?" Deng Chanyu scolded the two demons. "The immortals are preaching, and the Human King is visiting. That can't be a bad thing, right? Emperor Xin has recently favored a female immortal named Luoshen. You can think of a way to deal with that. Oh, and your old friends Fei Zhong and You Hun are also in Luoyi. If you can get some gold, silver, and treasures, you can ask them for help."

The Nine-Headed Pheasant Demon had no idea where to start. If he had more time, it would be fine, but only three days? What could he do with it?

The nine-tailed fox spirit understood King Zhou's character very well and knew that the word "fear" did not exist in his dictionary.

She pondered for a moment, "May I ask, Immortal, how can the Human King cross the vast East Sea and reach the Biyou Palace?"

"That's easy. I'll leave you eight celestial horses. If you let them run free, you can reach the East China Sea in one day and one night. After another two days of running, you'll definitely reach the Green Wandering Palace."

".Xiaoyao understands."

Fenghuang dispatched eight celestial horses from the Tianhe navy, and Deng Chanyu turned around and returned to the Biyou Palace.

She didn't care how to fool King Zhou, it all depended on the performance of the fox spirit and the pheasant spirit.

The two demons were extremely active and found Fei Zhong and You Hun at noon. When the old acquaintances met, there was no joy of reunion after a long separation, but they were full of calculations.

That evening, Fei Zhong presented King Zhou with news about the elixir of immortality, along with eight celestial horses.

Return to Biyou Palace.

Daji put away the paper Taoist companion and asked, "Is it done?"

Deng Chanyu nodded: "It's almost certain. This time it depends on what tricks Duobao prepares for his second sermon."

She found this kind of back-and-forth confrontation quite interesting.

If Duobao could withstand the attacks from so many saints' disciples, he might actually get what he wanted.

By then, Master Tongtian will also have something to say: I gave you a chance, but you are useless!
Deng Chanyu has no personal grudge against Duobao, but for the sake of the holy throne, she must stop it.

This exam was not only for Duobao, but the other disciples of the saint were also in the exam room.

Whoever shows up will be pulled down.

But "the one who first created the clay figures will have no descendants, will he?" Now she has come up with a lot of shady tricks to deal with Duobao, and maybe when she wants to seize the throne, these tricks will fall on her head exactly.

So King Zhou’s status as a king ends here, and he will be the emperor from now on!
From the perspective of an immortal, the Human King is simply a mobile nuclear bomb, and whoever he touches will explode!
(End of this chapter)