Conferred Gods: Start with a Phoenix clone

Chapter 63 Back to the Mountain
I don’t know if it was the effect of the herbal tea or if Jiang Ziya was under too much psychological pressure, but after taking two sips of tea, he couldn’t help but complain.

"When you have money and free time, you should eat, drink, do whatever you want, and enjoy yourself! Boss, I'm telling you, I'm over seventy, with only a breath left in me, when I finally understood this truth. I'm a born fool!"

What's going on? Deng Chanyu was a little curious and poured the old man another cup of tea, meaning, "If you have any troubles, tell me and I'll cheer you up."

Jiang Ziya was feeling distressed and hid his name at this moment. He talked about how he had learned about the existence of immortals in his early years, and then he went through untold hardships to become their apprentice. During his long career as a Taoist, many of his fellow disciples could not resist the fact that their cultivation had not improved at all and the wealth that seemed to be within reach, and chose to go down the mountain. He was the only one who was still persisting and enduring. Now he has finally made it, but this ending is not what he expected at all.

Those who had left the mountain early before now have many children and enjoy endless wealth and glory.

Compared to myself, I have enjoyed nothing in this life. All my cultivation has ended in vain. At the age of seventy, I still have to obey my master's order and go down the mountain to seek wealth and fame in the world. If I had known this would be the outcome, couldn't I have gone down the mountain earlier?
"There's nothing left, and I feel like something's not right. Boss, tell me, was my choice back then wrong?"

"I see." Deng Chanyu pondered for a moment. This matter was really not easy to persuade.

Don't turn back until you hit the wall. Sometimes, when you hit the wall, you find that there is no way forward. That is the most terrifying thing.

"It's not wrong, actually. Brother, you've already done everything you can. Even if you fail in the end, you can still have a clear conscience. As mortals, we have our ups and downs in this world, so how can we care about so many things?"

".That's true."

Jiang Ziya took another sip of tea, and his restlessness vanished. His Daoist heart, which had been on the verge of collapse, regained some of its strength. He couldn't help but ask, "Shopkeeper, I'm not blind. I can see that you must be an enlightened cultivator. You must have a purpose in opening this teahouse, right? What is it?"

"Me?" Deng Chanyu thought seriously and decided to tell the truth: "What I want is to survive, to live well and peacefully in this chaotic world."

"It seems like it's not easy for you either."

"Who says it's not?"

The two of them used tea instead of wine and clinked their glasses gently.

"Thank you for the tea. All my worries are gone after drinking it. Unfortunately, I am born with a poor life and no money. I have nothing to repay you with. I can only wish the shopkeeper to get what he wants." Jiang Ziya stood up, saluted solemnly, and then said goodbye and left.

Deng Chanyu looked at his back. He was indeed a man with a "short life." How short-lived was he? His life was like paper, as if a gust of wind would blow him away.

"Fate comes first, luck comes second, and feng shui" is not entirely correct, but fate can indeed affect many things.

In her opinion, this person's fate was extremely disastrous, so much so that Jiang Ziya got two cups of tea for free and left without leaving her any merit.

After so many years of practicing Taoism, I haven't accomplished anything, right? I haven't done anything wrong, but I haven't done anything good either. I've wasted my life and achieved nothing. What a pity.

Today was a lucky day. Just as Jiang Ziya left, another regular customer of Deng Chanyu's, or rather, a familiar customer, came into the Yutai Teahouse.
Jin Dasheng, who was killed by her with the Sky-Repairing Stone, was a figure on the list. Now the List of Gods is still in the hands of Yuanshi Tianzun. It was not until Jiang Ziya went up to Kunlun Mountain that he got the List of Gods. It was not until he went up Kunlun Mountain for the second time that he got the Divine Whip and the Four-Disguise Monster.

It is impossible for Jin Dasheng now to go to Yuxu Palace in Kunlun Mountain. It is the saint's temple. As a lonely ghost, he cannot enter at all and cannot even find the way. Although his name is on the list, he cannot enter the reincarnation after death and can only wander around. Now, relying on the little connection with Niuhuang, he floated into the teahouse in a daze.

"My...my baby?" Jin Dasheng, who had only a trace of his true spirit left, felt that there was something here that was closely connected to him, but he didn't know what it was for a moment.

Deng Chanyu watched quietly from the side.

The last time Gao Lanying died, she didn't see anything and didn't dare to look, but now she can see it clearly. If you want to describe her mood, it's almost like the rabbit died and the fox mourned.

The Investiture of the Gods is really weird. It carries a trace of true spirit. As long as the Investiture of the Gods is not destroyed, the true spirit will exist forever. It seems to be a good thing, but in reality, the soul, spirituality, roots, merits and virtues that are key to cultivation are all lost. You also lose the chance to reincarnate and rebuild the way to immortality. It is completely a tool soul. Where is the fun in this?

When Jiang Ziya was deifying his old friend and comrade Huang Feihu, he remained silent, going through the motions without a single unnecessary word. Why was that? Perhaps out of pity?
Jin Dasheng has practiced for thousands of years, but now he has turned into a stupid cow. Deng Chanyu feels sad and lamentable.

There is a sense of sadness, but there is also the intention of keeping this guy so that he can study the List of Gods from a side perspective.

Since Jin Dasheng entered the teahouse at this moment, Deng Chanyu thought it was God's will.

"You stupid cow, would you like to work in a teahouse? I'll let you drink a cup of tea a month, how about that?" She poured a cup of bezoar herbal tea.

Jin Dasheng’s soul was indeed attracted: “Niu Niu?”

He felt that this word was very familiar to him, but he still couldn't remember it.

Deng Chanyu was too lazy to explain.

"You will work in my teahouse from now on, so your name will be Niu Er!"

She roughly knew that the Meishan Seven Monsters were seven great monsters. Yuan Hong was the eldest, so could Jin Dasheng be considered the second? The specifics didn't matter; if she said yes, it was yes.

Jin Dasheng became the first waiter in the teahouse. After drinking a cup of herbal tea soaked with bezoar, he seemed to become a little more sober.

Lishan.

Deng Chanyu had been wandering outside for a year. When she arrived at the agreed time, she hardly stayed for a day. She put away the Yutai Teahouse like a magic weapon, said goodbye to Deng Xiu and Li Jing, and rode her Biaozi back to Mount Li.

Xiqi was preparing for war and setting up layers of defense, ready for a decisive battle with the Shang army.

It is a bit difficult for ordinary people to go to Mount Li, but it is not a problem for Deng Chanyu. She can pass it easily by using two tricks.

Walking into the familiar mountain gate, the Mother of Mount Li was still sitting on her cloud bed, her posture seemed to have not changed.

"Greetings, teacher. May you live forever." Deng Chanyu first returned the map of mountains, rivers, and the country, and then took out the stone tablet with demonic inscriptions that she had obtained from the belly of Yuan Futong's mount.

The Old Mother of Mount Li waved her hand, and the map of mountains, rivers, and the country disappeared. As for the stele with evil inscriptions, she hesitated for a moment, then snapped her fingers, and the stele instantly turned into powder.

The old mother pondered and said, "This technique is too overbearing. It was originally derived from the Wu Clan's Nine Transformations Yuan Gong. After entering my Xuanmen, it became the Eight Transformations and Nine Transformations Return to Pure Yang Xuan Gong. This technique is suitable for cultivators with naturally strong physical bodies. You are a reincarnation of the Phoenix Clan, so practicing this technique is suitable for you. Are you willing to learn it?"

Deng Chanyu was delighted: "Disciple is willing to learn!"

The old mother nodded and said, "Okay, go and copy the Huangting Sutra a hundred times first."

Deng Chanyu: (`)
(End of this chapter)