Conferred Gods: Start with a Phoenix clone

Chapter 71 Daji in the Underworld

Bai Ze no longer dared to sit there carelessly.

He knelt directly in the hall and said: "Please forgive me, Your Majesty. Bai Ze was just angry for a moment."

He seemed to think no one would believe what he said, so he could only tell the truth: "The three demons are guilty, but they are still of great use to the demon race. Your Majesty, the demon race has lived in the bitter cold of the far north for many years. The environment is too harsh. I am willing to guarantee that the demon race will never set foot on human land. The descendants born now are just some mixed human blood. Their bodies are too weak to withstand the severe cold of the north."

He took off his jade crown and knelt down in a prostration posture. "They are also human, please give them a chance to live!"

After waiting for a long time, with no response from Nuwa, he kowtowed again: "Thank you, my lady."

After leaving the Queen Wa Palace, Bai Ze sighed heavily. It was not easy at all. At least he managed to get the Saint to open a loophole.

The price was that he had to rush to rescue the three monsters in Xuanyuan Tomb. The nine-tailed fox monster was not a big problem, but the pheasant monster and the pipa monster were not. The two were about to die. At the same time, he owed Deng Chanyu a huge cause and effect. It would definitely not work to use the "Western saint-style" method to solve this cause and effect. He had to offer substantial compensation.

After defeating the three monsters from Xuanyuan Tomb, Deng Chanyu cleaned up the battlefield and hurried back to Jizhou City.

Daji seemed to be asleep, but there was no breath in her body.

Jin Dasheng stood guarding obediently. The maid Ping'er had been crying before and was now in a daze. She didn't even see Deng Chanyu come in.

Because Zhu Tianlin directly used the magic weapon, the Stunning Sword, the soldiers and the Su family members in the Su family manor were all dizzy, and then they were blown away by the evil wind with flying sand and rocks, and they all ran away in a hurry. At this time, in the huge manor, only Ping'er and Deng Chanyu were left alive.

"Okay, continue guarding. As I said before, no one is allowed to approach except me and this little maid."

Deng Chanyu hesitated for a moment, but finally made up her mind.

Her shoulders shook, and the vitality in her body quickly faded away. Soon she turned into a female ghost with a green face, fangs, and a long spear in her hand.

The transformation of the Eight-Nine Profound Art is very mysterious. It is a transformation from the inside out. It is probably impossible for her to practice those underworld skills now. After all, she has just started to learn the Eight-Nine Profound Art. But if she loses all her vitality and deceives some ghosts, it is no problem.

Deng Chanyu searched everywhere and soon found the traces left by the ghost when he captured the soul before, and quickly chased after him.

Daji felt very cold, with gusts of cold wind all around her. The ghost who "brought" her here disappeared when he arrived at the destination. She was confused and could only walk forward mechanically.

"Uncle, please help me!" Seeing a man in black walking with his head down in front of her, she bravely asked for directions, but she only saw a lifeless face and her own hand that looked quite fragile, as if it would be blown away by the wind.

It turns out that he was dead too?

Thinking of the words "life is over" that she had heard before, even though she was in poor health and had known that she would not live long, she still felt a little sad about the sudden death.

Now that she's dead, it's time for her to reincarnate, right? She hopes to be reborn into a more ordinary life, not so beautiful in her next life. With this face, it's too easy to get into trouble. She thinks reaching the level of Ah Yu would be enough.
"I'm sorry, Ayu, I'm not saying you're not pretty, it's just that I'm not very good-looking, and you're actually quite pretty."

She muttered to herself, trying to dispel the overwhelming fear in her heart. When Jiang Ziya officially conferred the title of God, Huang Feihu was given the title of the Great Emperor of Mount Tai, the Eastern Peak, and was given the power to oversee the eighteen levels of hell in the underworld.

In reality, he was a mere parachuted-in officer in charge of the Eighteen Layers of Hell. The underworld had its own management system, and what they lacked were grassroots executors, not leaders. Of course, any organization doesn't lack leaders; what they lacked was people with the ability to get things done.
It is hard to say how much power Huang Feihu will gain in the future. Anyway, the underworld at this time is an independent system and does not accept the direct jurisdiction of the Heavenly Court.

Daji's life span was not over yet, and it was entirely because of some "people" who were secretly playing tricks on her that she accidentally ended up in the underworld.

Originally, the fox spirit's plan was to occupy Daji's body. As long as she occupied Daji's body, Daji's soul in the underworld would have nowhere to go and would soon disperse. This was truly "unbeknownst to God and unnoticed by ghosts", and she took advantage of the loophole of lax management in the underworld. As a result, the good plan was shattered by Deng Chanyu. Not to mention taking over the body, the three demons had all run out of Jizhou at this time.

Daji's body was still there, but she was not breathing. She was in a state where she seemed dead, but not completely dead.

This makes her much more agile than the wandering ghosts around her.

At first, she was so panicked that she had to talk to herself and even recite Deng Chanyu's name to muster up some courage. After walking in this haunted place for who knows how far, she gradually stopped being afraid.

As she walked, she suddenly saw an old woman struggling to make soup not far ahead.

She had heard the story of Deng Chanyu grinding an iron rod into a needle many times.

They were all young people, and in Daji's little heart, she had a vague idea of ​​encountering a god in the wild, having an adventure, and finally coming back to show off in front of Deng Chanyu.

Now that she was dead, all her encounters with immortals and boasting had vanished into thin air. She looked around, feeling there was no danger, and walked over slowly, asking, "Old man, do you need any help?"

Meng Po looked back strangely. She had done the same thing billions of times and was already tired of it, but she never expected that an accident would happen today, a person who should not have been here at this moment.

She coughed and said, "It takes a lot of effort for an old woman to make soup. Young people like you, hehe, I'm afraid you don't have the patience."

If Deng Chanyu's patience is five points, then Daji's is ten points.

Being able to stay quietly at home and make Lengxiang Pills bit by bit, the thing she has the most is patience.

Daji chuckled and said, "Old man, when I was at home, I made a kind of pill called Lengxiang Pills. It was made by grinding 12 liang of the stamens of white peony flowers, white lotus flowers, white hibiscus flowers, and white plum flowers into powder. I also added 12 qian of rain from the Rain Water Festival, dew from the White Dew Festival, frost from the Frost Descent Festival, and snow from the Minor Snow Festival of the same year, mixed with honey and sugar, and made into pills the size of longan. I put them in a container and buried them under the roots of the flowering tree. When the disease occurs, boil 12 fen of Phellodendron amurense in water and take one pill with it."

Meng Po: “???”

Girl, you are really sick. A normal person would never do this.

Having said that, the process of making Lengxiang Pills is more complicated than her soup.

"Well, after all these years, I'm really tired and want to rest for a while. Can you help me make two pots of soup?"

(End of this chapter)