Conferred Gods: Start with a Phoenix clone

Chapter 656 Deng Chanyu Arrives in Luoyi
Deng Chanyu could have asked Fuxi, who had exiled these survivors in the past, to write a document, but Fuxi also had to save face. Writing such a document would seem like an admission of wrongdoing, which is inappropriate!

It can only be said that these survivors were lucky, or that there was a certain connection between the destiny of the human race and the destiny of the underworld, which led to Deng Chanyu encountering this incident. If it were ten years later, after the Conferred God Conferment, there would probably be no Human King in the world! Deng Chanyu could not afford to use up her goodwill with the Three Emperors just to make the underworld more efficient.

She said, "Then I'll go get this letter of apology, what about you?"

Daji said, "I'm going back to the underworld. Relocating tens of thousands of people, including the elderly and children, will require a lot of manpower. We can't do it with just a few of us."

"Okay, then let Xiao Qingluan follow you, and I'll take Nezha to Luoyi."

Deng Chanyu’s solution was to go find Fei Zhong, and it could be done with some money.

She and Nezha came to Luoyi. Ever since she became a Xuanxian, she basically didn't care about worldly affairs. It wasn't because she was arrogant as an immortal, but because frequent visits to the human world could easily lead to unnecessary consequences.

Mortals are afraid of consequences, Bodhisattvas are afraid of causes.

Immortals with high enough cultivation also have this confusion, so they will avoid it if possible.

This time, she came to find Fei Zhong, so Deng Chanyu turned into Deng Ai. Twenty years had passed, and the former middle-aged retainer had long since become an old man. She bent over slightly, and there was a hint of twilight in her temperament, making her look quite old.

There is a cause and effect, and it is Deng Ai's, um, the Eight Nine Mysterious Skills are super awesome
Nezha also transformed himself into the appearance of Muzha.

Deng Chanyu: “.”

You guys are really a team of brothers, well done.

The master and disciple walked towards the city gate. The closer they got, the more Deng Chanyu noticed something strange. Luoyi gave her a strange feeling, as if there was some unspeakable thing hidden beneath the water. Once this thing erupted, it would shake the entire world.

As she entered the city, she was stunned by the sight of pagodas and temples within her sight, and by the sight of passersby wearing robes that appeared to be Taoist robes, but with a strong exotic feel.

"Excuse me, sir, is there a name for the clothes you are wearing?"

"This is the most popular cassock in Luoyi. Outsider, are you stunned?"

".Ah, yes, yes."

"Excuse me, old man, what is the origin of this long staff in your hand?"

"This item is called a tin staff! It's a family heirloom and only the rich can obtain it! Why are you asking this? Could it be a spy from the Zhou Kingdom? Someone come quickly, there's a spy here!"

The old man screamed heart-wrenchingly, and Deng Chanyu and the others ran away.

After shaking off the pursuers, Deng Chanyu was completely bewildered. She had thought going to Mount Tai and collecting the Purple Star Emperor's Origin Light was already quite advanced, but she had never expected that King Zhou's version had been updated to this level?!
Nezha was very excited: "Teacher, there is obviously something wrong here. Should we go in and find out what's going on?"

Deng Chanyu slapped him on the forehead and said, "Keep pretending to be Mu Zha. Learn from your brother, be calm, purse your lips, and look straight ahead."

The two people's appearance changed again. Now the fortune of the human race in Luoyi is much worse than that of Chaoge. The Eight-Nine Profound Arts can be used at will without any hindrance. They follow the local customs and put on the weird "cassocks" and "staffs" and walk calmly into the market, occasionally shouting a few words.

Deng Chanyu made up a lie: "The cassock is five thousand taels, and the staff is two thousand taels."

The passers-by around sneered at us, saying, "You are all wearing rags, and you are selling a robe and a staff at such a high price. Are you crazy because you are poor?"

The two of them didn't care. It was just a cover-up, not for selling anything, and certainly not to ordinary people. Hearing that Fei Zhong lived in the West City, they crossed the East Market. As soon as they entered the market, they saw a group of people gathered in the distance, three layers inside and three layers outside, watching something.

Nezha was active by nature, so he wanted to go in and take a look. Deng Chanyu didn't mind it, thinking it was just a small matter, so he just went in to take a look.

The master and disciple walked in, as if they were reefs breaking through the waves. The crowd automatically parted ways and no one noticed anything unusual.

When they got closer, they saw a fat man dressed in silk and satin kneeling on the grass, begging the "master" to accept his offerings, help him build a pagoda for his family, and let him become a rich man in the next life.

The rich businessman offered his family’s land, but the master shook his head and said it was not enough.

Even after offering the ancestral home, the master still shook his head, saying it was not pious enough.

After the rich businessman offered his wife and daughter, the master nodded slowly. Amid the rich businessman's excited expression, several of the master's servants took away his property and wife and daughter.

Nezha was furious. Such a liar, he had no magic power at all. Master? What the hell!
Deng Chanyu held him back and said that it would be better for Luo Yi not to resort to violence as it was not worth it.

"Let the army deal with these termites in the future. They must be fried in the oil pan one by one. Now we are just passers-by. Let's go." She forcibly pulled Nezha away.

They looked around Luoyi, and Deng Chanyu discovered that the Buddha here was obviously not the kind of Buddha in later generations. The Buddha here was extravagant, cruel, and pursued an illusory afterlife. If you had to say it, it was a bit similar to the behavior of Zuo Rong of Xuzhou in the late Eastern Han Dynasty, who disregarded the lives of the people, relied on force to swallow up the wealth in the territory, and used the money to build Buddhist temples and cast bronze Buddhas.

It may seem pious, but in fact this behavior has become evil.

It's not advisable to stay here for long. Finish your work quickly and leave.

Deng Chanyu threw away her cassock and staff and climbed over the wall into Fei Zhong's mansion.

"Brother Deng? You've lost weight, are you feeling unwell?"

Fei Zhong's situation was actually not good at this time. Although King Zhou continued to numb himself with wine and the afterlife, it was an indisputable fact that the territory of the Shang State was getting smaller and smaller, and the number of soldiers and horses was getting smaller and smaller.

He had a bad temper to begin with, and now that the external environment was bad, he became even more moody. Fei Zhong served him in fear every day, and was beaten from time to time, so his life was difficult.

Deng Chanyu spoke to him for a few words while pretending to be Deng Ai, and found that this guy actually wanted to defect to the Han Kingdom.

"Don't worry, sir. I will report your loyalty to the king when I return."

"Thanks for the kind words, thank you very much! Drink to victory!"

After drinking two glasses of wine, Deng Chanyu explained her intention. Since Fei Zhong was going to surrender to the Han Kingdom, she could get him for free. Anyway, the person who made the promise was Deng Ai, so what did it have to do with her, Deng Chanyu?

Even if this guy really surrendered to the Han Kingdom, he could be sent to a remote place. The Han Kingdom has plenty of territory, and we can arrange it however we want. Corruption? Go and embezzle with the barbarians. Those barbarians can't kill you.

Fei Zhong still had some means to deal with King Zhou. Two days later, a handwritten letter forgiving the sins of the ancestors arrived in Deng Chanyu's hands.

The drunk King Zhou didn't know who this was written for, and Fei Zhong probably didn't know either, but the procedure was absolutely correct. This was the handwritten letter from the Human King forgiving them. From today on, those survivors were innocent.

(End of this chapter)