Conferred Gods: Start with a Phoenix clone

Chapter 604: Is the Chaos Clock real or fake?
Many wandering immortals from unorthodox sects were whispering to each other that the war between the wizards and the liches in ancient times was too far away from the present era.

Hongjun Laodeng would not make a ranking list of innate treasures, top-grade innate spiritual treasures, and innate spiritual treasures. All the information about these treasures that should be known is known, and there is no channel to learn about the information that should not be known. The scattered immortals have never heard of the name of a treasure like the Chaos Bell. They can only discuss it in a low voice and exchange information with each other.

Deng Chanyu's first reaction was disbelief. In the past, she had obtained a piece of the Chaos Bell from Zhurong's body, and there was another piece from Nuwa. It was said that the main body of the Chaos Bell was still drifting in the chaos. Fuxi would deduce it every three years. Now it was not the day when the main body of the Chaos Bell would return to the prehistoric world. Where did Zhen Yuanzi's bell come from?
really? !

Even though she felt it was fake, looking at the extremely deep layers of innate Dao marks on the surface of the clock, and feeling the rhythm that imprisoned time and suppressed space, she felt that the power of this thing might indeed be above the measuring ruler, and she was no longer sure of her judgment.

Zhen Yuanzi had a smile on his face and didn't look panicked at all. Qingfeng and Mingyue were extremely calm, standing on both sides of their teacher. They didn't show any worry at all about the blatant display of the ancient innate treasure.

The immortals had all sorts of questions in their minds and were waiting for others to speak up first, including Deng Chanyu. She believed that this Chaos Bell was 90% fake, but she didn't speak rashly.

Eat melon, keep eating melon!
It was Dashizhi who spoke first. "I am a young man of limited talent and learning, the least accomplished disciple of my sect. Great Immortal, I have heard that the Chaos Bell was the companion and ultimate treasure of His Majesty Donghuang Taiyi countless eons ago. But it eventually became spiritual and perished along with His Majesty Donghuang. Is this true or false?"

"Indeed." Zhen Yuanzi spoke with a look of nostalgia, "I have met fellow Taoist Taiyi several times in the past. Although we are of different faiths, I admire his abilities and methods. The Chaos Bell was indeed fellow Taoist Taiyi's companion and the treasure that proved his Dao. It also perished with fellow Taoist Taiyi. Fellow Taoist Dashizhi, please look here."

He pointed to the side of the Chaos Bell. The immortals were not nearsighted and had extremely strong eyesight. If they looked carefully, they could indeed see an obvious spider-web-like crack.

Zhen Yuanzi said, "The original Chaos Bell was said to have 'five-colored rays of light illuminating the heavens, and the holy might of Chaos awe-inspiring the universe.' Could you possibly have seen the five-colored rays of light? No, I can't. This treasure is severely damaged. Although I have repaired it, its power is ultimately not as great as it once was. The spiritual power of the treasure has greatly decreased, and it can no longer exert the power that once changed the color of heaven and earth and shook the universe."

This is where Zhen Yuanzi's confidence comes from. The Chaos Bell has been damaged and can no longer exert one tenth of its former power. Although such a Chaos Bell is still extremely powerful, surpassing many top-grade innate spiritual treasures, it will no longer cause the saints to take personal action. The saints cannot afford to lose face.

If he was just dealing with some disciples of saints, he thought he still had some confidence.

Mahasthamaprapta asked with a sly look, "Did the Immortal invite us here just to show off the treasure?"

Zhen Yuanzi found the broken Chaos Bell, repaired it, and then performed rituals to refine it. Now, with a veiled humility, he actually spoke with complete confidence, "I have not established a great sect, but I possess the companion spiritual treasure, the Earth Book, and the ginseng fruit tree. I have no shortage of luck. When this treasure suddenly fell before my eyes that day, I was filled with deep fear and trepidation for a long time! You are all blessed people, most of you have been personally taught by saints. Perhaps one of you is destined to be the owner of this treasure."

He pointed at the Chaos Bell and said, "The treasure is here. Fellow Daoists present who think they have great fortune may come and try it."

The pharmacist had remained silent throughout the entire process, but finally opened his eyes. "Great Immortal, aren't you afraid that one of the fellow Taoists here will actually take the Chaos Bell?"

Zhen Yuanzi smiled like a good man: "If I get it, I'm lucky. If I lose it, I'll die. You can try it as many times as you want."

After he finished speaking, he signaled the two Taoist boys Qingfeng and Mingyue to place the opened treasure box on the high platform. He stepped back far away and made a gesture of invitation. Anyone who felt that they had a chance could come up to the stage and try.

With the behavior of the ancient people, if they meet in the wild, they will naturally grab the thing and run away. No matter what you say, no matter how eloquent you are, it’s useless. I am just destined to be with you!

But in this situation, not to mention the difficulty of snatching the treasure in public, even if they managed to snatch it and fight their way out, what would happen next? They would lose face for the saints behind them, and their own saints would be ridiculed by the others. How could this be good? A Chaos Bell couldn't withstand the wrath of an enraged saint. In this situation, whoever attacked first would be humiliated.

All the disciples were silent, and some immortals at the scene could no longer sit still.

A Taoist priest with a rough face, wearing a white cloud Taoist robe and carrying a sword slung across his back, walked forward in a carefree manner.

"Let me try!"

His action triggered a chain reaction.

Many immortals who didn't know the purpose of the Chaos Bell, let alone its origin, became restless. No matter what it was, they wanted to grab it first.

A magic weapon in the shape of a white bone nail pierced the heart of the rough Taoist very secretly. The female fairy who sacrificed the magic weapon moved very quickly. She swung out a silk ribbon to grab the Chaos Bell and waved her hand, trying to take back the magic weapon. But with a flash of white light, the female fairy was beheaded by a sword from her companion beside her.

Betrayal, selling out, and taking advantage of the situation, in the blink of an eye, seven or eight immortals died.

Nezha couldn't help sneering when he saw this scene. Fighting would be more fun if the fight was more lively.

Deng Chanyu was busy eating the spiritual fruit on the table, ignoring the scene of corpses everywhere below.

Xiao Qingluan had already pocketed the ginseng fruit that had been on Deng Chanyu's desk. She had a bag embroidered with a bird, and at this moment, she held the bag tightly with both hands, looking left and right with her big eyes, looking like a guilty thief.

Deng Chanyu felt that she was too nervous. Not to mention the Holy Mother of Fire, anyone could tell there was something wrong with you. If someone didn't know, they would think you had stolen the Chaos Bell.

She distracted the older girl by saying, "The duck on your bag is embroidered beautifully. You have quite a skillful hand."

Little Qingluan glared at her: "This is my Aunt Qingluan!"

".Ahem!" Deng Chanyu looked at the silly-looking "duck" she had wrapped and nearly choked on the fruit in her mouth. "Is this what Qingluan looks like? I'm not that familiar with her, don't lie to me!"
She coughed twice and then burst into laughter. When this naughty kid was naughty, I really wanted to beat her up, but when she was having fun, it was really fun. Of course, she had to be good-looking. If she was ugly, she was just a simple naughty kid.

Nuwa from the Empress Nuwa Palace was also pointing at Qingluan and laughing. Jiujinwu and the two maids didn't know what Nuwa was laughing at, but when they saw Qingluan's dark face, they also laughed like pigs.

(End of this chapter)