Conferred Gods: Start with a Phoenix clone

Chapter 630: Yundaimei Mode

Kunpeng may not have great wisdom, but he is indeed quite clever.

Although this person did not take the avenue of space, he cleverly stacked the three small worlds together, and Deng Chanyu and his team were separated the moment they entered the portal.

The reason for the separation was quite bizarre. Deng Chanyu guessed that it might be the difference between stepping in with the left foot and with the right foot.

Yunxiao asked, "Is it really because of the problem of entering with your left foot?"

Both she and Deng Chanyu stepped in with their left foot.

At this moment, in this huge world, there were only the two of them. No one knew where Zhen Yuanzi, Zhao Gongming and Xue Huang had gone.

Deng Chanyu laughed dryly. "This elder sister is so sincere! I just said that, why did you take it so seriously? How can I explain this?"

She said vaguely: "I think so."

In fact, she also knew that this was nonsense. Kunpeng's use of the Small Thousand Worlds was not that precise.

Why does the prehistoric world always have to face a catastrophe or an infinite catastrophe? It is because this world is still very far away from true perfection. Randomness exists objectively in the prehistoric world. When there is too much randomness and uncontrollable factors accumulate together, it will form an error at the level of the way of heaven, and it is necessary to initiate a catastrophe to clean it up.

It would be terrible if everything in this world was planned at the very beginning.

Civilians are civilians and will always be civilians.

Aristocrats are always aristocrats.

Deng Chanyu was a military commander, so she had been a military commander from birth to death. Cultivating immortality? What the hell!

Hongjun Tiandao has adopted another management method, which is free-range. You can develop freely within the scope. When it accumulates to a certain level, I will start the catastrophe cleansing, and I will acquiesce to random behavior.

Now the three small thousand worlds were randomly selected, and Deng Chanyu and Yunxiao were assigned to one small thousand world. This was a random result and had nothing to do with which foot they stepped through the door.

When Yunxiao and Deng Chanyu were together, he felt that he was older and automatically entered the "Yun leads the girl" mode.

"Sister, do you need to rest for a while?"

"Are you thirsty, sister? Do you need some water?"

"Are you hungry, sister? I have some spiritual rice here."

Deng Chanyu: “.”

The spoiled and frivolous appearance of Qiongxiao and Bixiao before has a lot to do with your nanny-like care method.

She coughed and said, "If I have something to say, I'm a man of patience. Ahem, don't think I'm being blunt. What I mean is, sister, you don't have to be like this. I can take care of myself."

Yunxiao's bright eyes revealed hesitation: "But you don't seem to be forty years old yet. If it were Qiongxiao and Bixiao, they might..."

Deng Chanyu was at a loss for words. Why did this person always treat her like a baby? Was there a forty-year-old baby?

She quickly explained, "Humans do have some talent in this area. Besides, even Qiong Xiao and Bi Xiao can take good care of themselves. Yesterday, I saw my sister and Brother Zhen Yuan asking for advice. Were they talking about beheading the two corpses? Is my sister about to behead the two corpses too?"

Speaking of his own cultivation, Yun Xiao finally exited the "Yun-leading-sister" mode, his tone becoming much more relaxed. "How could it be that easy? I have no idea what to do right now. What advice do you have, sister?"

You, a doctoral student, ask a high school student, what advice can I have?
Fortunately, Deng Chanyu has met many bigwigs, and Nuwa often "cultivates" her ability to think independently and do it herself. Even if she can't do it, it's okay to talk about it on paper.

She asked, "Sister's previous idea was to cut off her past, her future and her present, right?" Looking at the cute and adorable girl Yunxiao, you can tell that it was a microcosm of Yunxiao's past. She wanted to cut off a future self, and finally cut off her true self.

Yunxiao nodded: "That's exactly what I think."

Deng Chanyu considered her words carefully: "The future is invisible, so how can we create it? My true self is here. If I cut it off, what will be left?"

Yunxiao had also thought of this possibility. If she finally cut off her ego and regarded Zhao Gongming, Qiongxiao, Bixiao and other siblings as strangers, she felt that there was no need for her to continue living.

She was extremely hesitant and kept doubting herself, especially after seeing Kunpeng hastily chopping off the corpse, she felt that she might have taken the wrong path in the first place.

Deng Chanyu also thought she had taken the wrong path. Severing the past, severing the future, severing the self—the intention was indeed high, but the question was, could you do it? Saints all had this idea, and in the end, they relied on immense merit to sever the third corpse. Yunxiao, no matter how you looked at it, was far behind.

"What's your sister's opinion?"

“I’m just proposing an idea.”

"But it doesn't matter."

"Sister, you are the incarnation of pure energy and white clouds. Have you ever thought about starting with clouds? Your own clouds, external clouds, and world clouds."

This is a path she calculated or measured with a measuring stick. The traditional method of looking for problems in oneself and cutting off whatever is wrong seems too difficult to her. The most difficult thing for a person to recognize is oneself. If one cuts off all his emotions, the result will be too terrifying.

It is difficult to kill yourself, but isn’t it much easier to kill others?

The prehistoric world is so vast, it is better to find an opportunity to behead the corpse from the outside world.

Yunxiao didn't seem to have any sudden enlightenment or flash of inspiration. She asked, "What is 'the cloud outside'?"

"The clouds in this world, the clouds in the universe, and the clouds in the origin world are all considered external clouds."

"So what is 'World Cloud'?"

“Regarding the prehistoric world as a whole, the prehistoric world’s clouds are the world’s clouds.”

Yunxiao pondered for a moment: "My sister's idea seems to have some connotations of Western water meditation?"

Deng Chanyu was stunned. Is that so? What the Scale Ruler and I have been pondering for so long is actually a Western concept?
Yunxiao didn't know what she was thinking about, and she actually chuckled. Deng Chanyu looked at her strangely and said, "You must be up to no good."

"Sister, this idea must have come to you while you were practicing water magic and strengthening your own water power, right?"

Deng Chanyu's defense was immediately broken: "How did you know?"

Yunxiao stared at her waist: "I won't tell you."

Deng Chanyu: “.”

I don’t know if my ideas inspired Yunxiao, but he seemed more cheerful. The two of them were not in a hurry to find their teammates. Yunxiao took out her small pot filled with endless wine and said, "Come on, have a drink with me!"
The catfish demon fell from the sky and smashed a big hole in the ground. When he raised his head in fear, he saw these two extremely beautiful female fairies killing a snake demon with eight hundred years of Taoism.

Yunxiao was wearing a snow-blue palace dress and had her hair in a flowing bun. She chopped off the snake demon's head without a trace of worldly airs. Then, with a flick of her slender fingers, she deftly peeled off the snake's skin and cut the snake meat into pieces.

Deng Chanyu, wearing a golden and red gauze gown with plum blossom patterns and a snowflake tassel crown, skillfully lit a fire, then threaded the snake meat onto bamboo skewers and roasted it leisurely.

(End of this chapter)