Conferred Gods: Start with a Phoenix clone

Chapter 573: Loss is not enough to support

Daoxing Tianzun saluted him meticulously: "Tianzun, you are so kind to me, fellow Taoists. I am indeed a Taoist."

Gao Yan didn't dare to call himself "fellow Daoist" anymore. If this kind of Golden Immortal fell into the Blood River Formation, he would be the target of everyone's ridicule and mockery, but if he encountered him alone, it would be a death sentence for him, Gao Yan.

"Gao Yan greets the Heavenly Lord. I wonder what instructions the Heavenly Lord has?"

He kept his posture very low.

Daoxing Tianzun's face was calm: "Nothing special, I just want to ask fellow Taoists to help me practice."

"What? Help? Practice?" Gao Yan was stunned.

The next moment, he felt that this world had suddenly become extremely small. Daoxing Tianzun was clearly standing in front of him, but he felt as if there was some kind of barrier that completely separated the space. He stretched out his hand and pushed forward, and found an invisible wall in front of him. He touched left and right and found the same thing.

He was blocked by invisible barriers in front, behind, left, right, up and down. He tried to use water escape, but this basic skill could not connect to a trace of water-based spiritual energy here.

What was even more shocking was that he discovered that his magic power was dissipating at an increasingly faster rate, flowing into this deserted island, into this small world.

In less than an incense stick of time, he fell from the realm of celestial immortals to the realm of earthly immortals. His body was completely out of control. Something was absorbing his magic power with an exaggerated force. The extraction process was simple and crude. The twelve levels of his spiritual foundation were rapidly collapsing. His own soul was also transformed into magic power and was sucked away by the strange suction force.

Gao Yan fell all the way to the realm of human immortal. His originally dark and fat body became skinny, his eye bags were loose, his hair was sparse, and all that was left in the world was a sigh. His true spirit turned into a streak of light and flew towards the Conferred God Platform.

He was not alone. The seventy Jiejiao immortals led by Huang Zhen also fell into the hands of Daoxing Tianzun.

Those in the celestial immortal realm can persist a little longer, while those in the earthly immortal realm die a little faster, but there is actually no difference, and the way they die is extremely miserable.

Daoxing Tianzun's request for Gao Yan to "help him practice" was not just empty talk. He thought so and did so.

Not only did he trap the seventy-two Jiejiao immortals with a formation, he also absorbed their magic power whole into the Hunyuan Golden Bowl.

If one person cultivates for a hundred years, then seventy-two immortals would have seven thousand two hundred years of magical power? That can't be calculated that way.

The Hunyuan Golden Bowl is known as the Hunyuan. All the pure magic power, including the divine thoughts and consciousness squeezed out of the soul like juice, can be mixed together and re-refined into the purest and highest-level innate spiritual energy for Daoxing Tianzun to absorb.

Seventy-two Jiejiao immortals, plus more than ten corpses, were sucked into the Hunyuan Golden Bowl, refined and absorbed, and finally added a thousand years of cultivation to him.

Daoxing Tianzun was very satisfied. This kind of "cultivation" was fast! Before, he had been struggling to absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth in the Jade Pillar Cave of Jinting Mountain. His speed was as slow as a snail. Now thinking back, it was simply torturing himself.

What is the foundation of immortals? It is magical power.

When the magic power accumulates to a certain level, many things will come naturally.

In the process of absorbing these pure innate spiritual energies, he had vaguely felt a bit of the meaning of Taiyi Jinxian. His understanding of the chaotic energy became deeper and deeper. It must be only a matter of time before he broke through the Jinxian realm and reached the Taiyi Jinxian realm.

"Thank you for your hard work, Junior Brother." Daoxing Tianzun bowed to Shen Gongbao beside him.

Shen Gongbao smiled stiffly: "Brother, brother, I, I, can I leave now?"

Daoxing Tianzun shook his head. "Junior brother, you have a rapport with the Jiejiao immortals. Would you be willing to introduce me to one or two more potential companions?" Shen Gongbao didn't dare say no, much less bring this up with Yuanshi Tianzun. On one side were the Twelve Golden Immortals, and on the other, a registered disciple. Who would Yuanshi Tianzun believe? He knew his own business. Shen Gongbao always believed that Yuanshi Tianzun disliked him, and his association with the Jiejiao immortals was inextricable. He didn't dare to confront Yuanshi Tianzun and let someone else judge him? The Nanji Xianweng? Guangchengzi? Jiang Ziya?
At this time, I can only bite the bullet and agree: "Leopard is willing to serve you at all costs!"

Daoxing Tianzun smiled and nodded: "Good."

Li Jing and his son ultimately failed to find Gao Yan and his companions. The East China Sea was Jiejiao territory, and they dared not venture too far. Of the thirty-six Heavenly Blades, only nine carried a bloody aura; the rest were ordinary. What could they do if they couldn't find anyone? One could only conclude that life is full of disappointments, nine out of ten.

Ji Bing, who had dragon blood and had avoided this disaster early on, changed his expression drastically.

The blood pact signed by the 108 brothers first shocked his heart, and then he felt a strong sense of tearing in his soul. He knew that something had happened to his brothers, and it was a big deal.

He spat out a mouthful of blood and was unconscious for an hour before he slowly woke up.

He could no longer sense the existence of the blood pact. There was only one possibility, that is, all his brothers were dead, completely dead, and he was the only one left.

This Jiejiao immortal sat bewilderedly on the stone steps in front of the Dragon Palace, wondering where he would go next.
As the Ghost Festival approached, Daji took a sedan chair carried by eight people to return to the underworld to work. A year's worth of official business had piled up, and she was needed to go back at this time every year to deal with emergencies.

The rhetoric is the same every year: "We can't finish the official business in the underworld, please come and help us!" or "There's too much official business to do, we really can't finish it."

In the first two years, Daji would be humble and say, "The seniors handled it very well, and I am here to learn."

Now, with all the arrogance, it becomes, "You can't even solve such a simple problem? Go away, let me do it!"

The daughter-in-law went back to her parents' home, and Deng Chanyu rubbed her waist, preparing to rest for a few days.

She was basking in the sun at the foot of Mount Emei. After just half a day, her adopted brother Deng Xiu sent her a message.

I used the talisman paper she had reserved and burned the message directly to her.

She read it carefully, drew a talisman lazily in the air, and then opened a tiny space channel to transmit the talisman paper and instructions for use to Jinling City.

After finishing her work, she turned over and continued to bask in the sun.

the other side.

Deng Xiu was still patrolling on the city wall.

Li Jing and his son went to the seaside to refine swords, and this information was learned by Jiang Wenhuan, who was stationed in Xuzhou by Qi State.

The prince of Qi was always brave and daring in battle, and he was so brave that he could not match ten thousand men. He immediately led his elite cavalry, crossed the river overnight, and launched a surprise attack on Jinling City.

The army of Jinling City is all farming in Jiangbei, and some troops have gone to sweep the southern barbarians. There are less than 5,000 soldiers and horses in the city. The most critical problem is that the city is too large and difficult to defend.

Deng Xiu caught the silk book and talisman paper that fell from mid-air and read the silk book carefully twice.

He was overjoyed and instructed General Tai Luan, "My sister possesses a magical skill that can summon celestial beings to aid us! General, quickly gather 7,777 men within the city, set up the Liujia formation, and summon the Six Dings and Six Jias to defeat the enemy!"

(End of this chapter)