Conferred Gods: Start with a Phoenix clone

Chapter 73: Follow the Great Sage’s Path and Leave Him With No Way to Go

Deng Chanyu asked the ghost soldier beside her in a familiar manner: "Hey, boy, how did this person from the Yang world come to the underworld? It seems that he can also use some thunder magic, as if he is a cultivator."

The ghost soldier next to him saluted with a fist, then looked puzzled. "Sir Night Wanderer, we've only just arrived and don't know the inside story. It's said that those who practice Taoism must have a master, and even if they stray into a sect, they can be quickly pulled out by their master. Could this guy be a wild Taoist priest?"

More ghosts and ghost messengers joined in the conversation: "He looks very skilled in Taoism. This technique emits pure green light. He doesn't look like a demon. He's probably an abandoned disciple of a major sect, right?"

You don't dare to mess with the disciples of a big sect, but if the abandoned disciple of a big sect falls into the underworld, there is no need to be polite. Kill this guy, and maybe you can even "pick up" a treasure.

A group of ghosts were eating melons and chatting, and then even the judge, day envoy and night envoy who were passing by joined in the watching. It was really a bit new. The underworld had not changed at all in tens of thousands of years. It was dead and lifeless. Everyone lacked this kind of spiritual entertainment.

Zhu Tianlin's arrival undoubtedly brought fun to these "civil servants" in the underworld.

Zhu Tianlin knew that there were a large number of "official servants of the underworld" watching him in secret, and his actions of fighting against so many dead souls were not much different from those monkey performers in the human world, but he had no choice.

Wandering ghosts have no mind, so just kill them. This saves the ghosts in the underworld from having to do it themselves, and no one will stop you.

But if he dared to attack the groups of ghosts, not to mention that he could defeat them, he would definitely be challenging the order of the entire underworld. When tens of thousands of ghosts rushed over, and with a few judges and the King of Hell mixed in, even his master would not be able to withstand them.

Watch it if you want!
Zhu Tianlin held a sword in his right hand, and made hand gestures and chanted spells with his left hand from time to time. He continuously threw out thunder spells and fire talismans, and he fought his way out of the encirclement of many ghosts.

Seeing that Zhu Tianlin was quite capable, many ghosts in the underworld gave up the idea of ​​taking advantage of the situation and dispersed.

Deng Chanyu happily watched the excitement for a long time and then followed the group to leave. Suddenly, a black-faced judge blocked her way.

"The King of Hell has ordered you to go and kill that Xuanmen monk."

Deng Chanyu pointed at her nose and said, "Me? Just me?"

The black-faced judge nodded heavily: "Yes."

If any night patrol officer in the underworld could kill a disciple of Jiejiao, the underworld would have ruled the three realms long ago.

Deng Chanyu knew her disguise had been seen through. She pondered for a moment, "That guy's Xuanmen skills carry a certain aspirational spirit. He's clearly a Jiejiao disciple. Why would you let me get into this kind of trouble? I won't go. Whoever wants to go can go."

She had met Wen Zhong and was not unfamiliar with the magical characteristics of the Shangqing sect of Jiejiao.

The black-faced judge said, "The disciples of Jiejiao died in the underworld, so the cause and effect must naturally be dealt with in the underworld."

Deng Chanyu's face was filled with hesitation. "Are you trying to use my teacher's name to cover up this? If this were to come to light and cause my teacher's displeasure, wouldn't that harm my path to enlightenment? I won't do it!"

The judge looked at her with contempt. If you want benefits, just say it directly. Why talk about teachers?
Being a saint's disciple is essentially synonymous with arrogance and coolness. Lü Yue and his four disciples were out there burning, killing, and looting, committing all sorts of evil, yet they didn't even mention their enemies going to Jin'ao Island to confront Tongtian. You're the only disciple of Nuwa, what are you afraid of?

However, this matter cannot be discussed in too much detail. It is a serious crime to talk about a saint behind his back. Deng Chanyu can say a few words, but the judge of the underworld cannot say anything. Once he says it, Nuwa can really make this ghost die again.

"Okay, what are the conditions, Immortal?"

"I want to know how long I will live? Forget it, bring me the Book of Life and Death, and I'll read it myself."

The black-faced judge lowered his head and communicated with a certain King of Hell in the distance through his spiritual thoughts. After more than ten breaths, he stretched out his hand and took out a thread-bound book with a blue cover from the air. It looked extremely ancient.

He said in a firm tone, "Take it and have a look, Immortal."

The Book of Life and Death may look thin, but it actually contains a vast amount of content and has a function similar to a "search engine." Deng Chanyu knew how to use it the moment she started using it.

She looked for her own name first.

【Deng Chanyu, lived to be 31 years old.】

This should be the original lifespan of her body. It is destined to be this number. Even if there is no Gao Lanying, she will meet Li Lanying, Wang Lanying and so on. There will always be a weirdo who will come and kill her. Even the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation and the Plague Immortals Formation can kill her. It is really not difficult to kill the original general Deng Chanyu.

When she took a second look, her life span was enveloped by a slowly rising green light. She understood that although she was now protected by the Xuanmen, her future was uncertain, and her life span was actually no longer under the jurisdiction of the Book of Life and Death.

She went to find out Daji's lifespan.

[Su Daji, life span.] The life span column was covered by black ink, and the words underneath were completely invisible.

She quickly asked the judge, "May I ask, Judge, what does this mean?"

The judge was stunned at first, then his face was filled with horror. He looked at Deng Chanyu with his eyes as big as copper bells, then lowered his head to look at the Book of Life and Death. He seemed to want to say something but hesitated.

Finally, he said vaguely, "Perhaps a powerful person has changed the fate of your friend?"

Deng Chanyu asked shamelessly, "Could this powerful person be me?"

You are so shameless. The judge's eyes wandered: "Could it be possible?"

It seems I didn't change it, so who could it be? Deng Chanyu's mind was full of thoughts. Daji classmate has a powerful backer behind her? I have no idea.

She searched for Deng Jiugong and Deng Xiu again.

This is normal.

【Deng Jiugong lived to be fifty-four years old.】

【Deng Xiu lived to be 33 years old.】

Deng Chanyu extended her hand to the judge and said, "Please lend me your pen."

The judge looked around and handed her a very ordinary-looking brush.

Deng Chanyu added the word "one hundred" in front of Deng Jiugong's "fifty-four years old". She observed the judge with the corner of her eye and found that he did not react, so she added a horizontal line under the word "one". She looked again and saw that he still did not react, so she added another horizontal line.

When she was about to add the word "one thousand" in front of "three hundred and fifty-four years old", the judge glared at her.

"Okay, okay, I get it, I get it." She knew she had reached the bottom. Fine, letting Old Dumbledore live for over three hundred years was quite considerate.

Following the same pattern, Deng Xiu's life span was also increased to [333 years].

Aunt Huang was very nice to her and added two hundred years to her lifespan. When Deng Chanyu was about to add some lifespan to her horse, Biaozi, the black-faced judge became completely furious.

Are you not done yet? Do you have a dog at home? How about adding a few decades to your dog's lifespan?
Deng Chanyu ignored him completely. My teacher is Nuwa, understand?
Biaozi was in really good health and managed to live to the age of 55. She added another 200 years to his life with a stroke of her pen.

(End of this chapter)