Conferred Gods: Start with a Phoenix clone

Chapter 709: Dharma Ring
Deng Chanyu sorted out her thoughts. Over the years, she had used various means to test the bottom line of Western religion. There was no cause and effect between Ma Yuan and the other holy disciples, and since he could become a Buddha, he could be saved by Zhunti. But the person in front of her could not become a Buddha, and he came to her on his own initiative. You still want to run away after causing such a big cause and effect?
"Fellow Daoist, as soon as you open your mouth you ask for the Qilin we're waiting for, and as soon as you close your mouth you ask for a favor. Don't you think that's a bit overbearing?"

Fajie's expression changed, and his strong and powerful body suddenly rose two feet taller: "I am trying to talk to you in a friendly way, please don't make mistakes!"

Deng Chanyu laughed sarcastically, "Haha, self-destruction? I think you've fallen into the devil's trap through a side door, and are burdened by karma. I'm afraid you won't be able to reach the other shore in this lifetime. Why don't I offer you a chance to have good fortune?"

Fajie yelled in anger, and with a wave of his robe sleeve, an inky black demon flag appeared in his hand. Some mixed mysterious immortal magic power was injected into the flag, and then a fishy wind rose from the demon flag, and there was vaguely some kind of creature in it, which let out bursts of sharp howls at the souls of Deng Chanyu and Daji.

"It's just a trifle. You bald donkey don't even have the most basic vision. You deserve not to achieve the right result." Deng Chanyu was not afraid of even Taiyi Jinxian. She was not afraid of such a Xuanxian who came from an unconventional way. She didn't prepare to use any magic weapon. There was a little lightning in the palm of her hand, ready to use magic to defeat the enemy.

"Let me do it!" Daji said eagerly.

"Oh, okay." Deng Chanyu put away the magic in her hand.

With a roar, the five beast spirits that made up Chongyunxiao rushed out together. After being re-refined, they have now been further improved. Their bodies are covered with a layer of underworld text, which is the knowledge that Daji obtained from the inheritance of Fengdu Emperor.

The surface of the spirit was covered with a dark wind, but there was no evil energy in it. Instead, it had a dignified and majestic aura.

The five beast spirits roared with just one sound, and the breathtaking scream of the demon banner was blocked. The magic ring was shocked and quickly injected more magic power. Three ink-black skulls suddenly appeared on the banner.

There were three golden fairy bones in the skull's mouth, and the aura of the entire demon flag suddenly changed. At this moment, it looked a bit fairy-like.

Deng Chanyu watched from the sidelines, not nervous at all.

"It is indeed an unorthodox method." Daji took out the Sunset Bow, bent the bow and put the arrow on it. Her movements were smooth and flowing, with an extraordinary beauty. She shot down a skull with one arrow. After shooting three arrows, only three blazing fireballs remained on the magic flag of the magic ring.

"Ah! Bitch, how dare you destroy my magic weapon?!" Fajie was furious, his eyes were as big as copper bells, he opened his mouth and spit out a small car.

The small car grew against the wind, and in an instant it reached more than three meters high. The wind was blowing coldly, and thousands of sword beams appeared in the car, exuding a murderous aura.

"Merge!" Daji made a hand gesture, and the five beast spirits moved according to a certain formation, merged with each other, and finally turned into a huge beast with a tiger head, a lion body, ox horns, eagle claws, and wings on its ribs.

Deng Chanyu felt like covering her face. After Daji's manipulation, Chong Yunxiao really had that bit of a middle school vibe. But she must not let Yunxiao see this thing.
Chong Yunxiao was full of strength, without dodging or evading, and forcefully crashed into Fajie's chariot of ten thousand blades. All the cold winds and blades were futile in front of the absolute power. No matter how evil the underworld was, could it be more evil than that of the King of Fengdu?

While running at high speed, Chong Yunxiao's powerful kinetic energy hit the left wing of the Wanren Chariot, and then with a kick of the horns, the beam of the Wanren Chariot was lifted up. Then Chong Yunxiao roared angrily, and with brute force, he forcibly lifted up the knife chariot and smashed it towards the magic ring.

Fajie was in a panic. He had given his original Ten Thousand Blade Chariot to his apprentice Han Sheng. This one had just been refined and was far less flexible to control than before. He hurriedly dodged the head-on impact of the Ten Thousand Blade Chariot. Before he could stand up straight, Chong Yunxiao fell from the sky like thunder and bit his neck.

The beast's spirit attacked the soul. Fajie, a Xuanxian, had a solid foundation, so the first bite failed to move, only causing him to stun for a moment. Daji flipped her wrist, and before Deng Chanyu's slightly surprised gaze, a flying axe struck Fajie's forehead straight down. His body was wounded, blood gushing out, and Fajie's control over the soul suddenly weakened. Daji flew up, a blood-red spear appearing in her hand. The spearhead penetrated Fajie's neck from behind, and then exited through his chest. Chong Yunxiao continued to exert force, eventually dragging Fajie's soul out completely.

He was considered successful in his practice, and his soul was still struggling. However, after Daji pierced his soul three times with her spear, he finally fell into a state of confusion.

Daji was very happy. Although she was a side-door immortal, she had accomplished the feat of a true immortal fighting against a profound immortal.

He casually waved the blood-red spear, creating a flower of gunfire, and then asked, "What should we do with this guy?"

Deng Chanyu thought for a moment and said, "Can you see if this guy's name is in the Book of Life and Death?"

Daji used her blood-red spear to pin Fajie's body, biting at his soul. She took out the Book of Life and Death and looked through it for a while. "Yes, but it seems this guy only has less than thirty years to live."

So, the Zhunti in the original time and space took the Dharma Ring away, but actually did not save him?
It was difficult to guess what the saint was thinking. Deng Chanyu said, "This fellow provoked us. The consequences are so severe that he should have died. However, considering his cultivation has been difficult, let's send him to reincarnate."

She pointed her mouth to the west, and Daji understood immediately. She snapped her fingers and asked Chong Yunxiao to tear the soul of the magic ring into pieces. Then she summoned two ghost messengers who were friendly with Ksitigarbha and asked them to send the true spirit of the magic ring to the underworld.

How to deal with Ksitigarbha specifically is the business of their Western religions.

Chong Yunxiao read some information from the soul. Daji smiled and said to Deng Chanyu, "This guy is nearing the end of his life. I don't know where he heard that the Black Qilin was once Wen Zhong's mount, so he wants to take this opportunity to offer the Black Qilin to Jiejiao, befriend the Golden Spirit Mother, and obtain the treasure that can prolong his life. It's a good plan."

Deng Chanyu also laughed twice. These unorthodox sects lacked too much information and were completely unaware of Deng Chanyu's existence. They treated Deng Jiugong as a mortal and thought this was a great opportunity, but in the end they ended up dying.

"How is it? Are you safe?" After the matter was resolved smoothly, Deng Chanyu asked Mo Qilin.

"Swish, swish!" The smaller the number of the Qilin clan, the stronger their ability to avoid danger and seek good fortune. Following Deng Jiugong, they have food and drink, can bask in the sun when they are free, and watch a few old men play mahjong. How comfortable it is. Going back to Jiejiao is a life-and-death situation, and they might die one day. It is not surprising what Mo Qilin chose.

He called out twice again to express his gratitude and said that he could carry Deng Chanyu and the others to Yunmengze.

They looked at each other and saw the intention in each other's eyes. Qilin, we have never ridden one before, so this is a good time to give it a try!

They first returned to Nandu, informed Deng Jiugong, and then set off again for Yunmengze.

(End of this chapter)