Conferred Gods: Start with a Phoenix clone

Chapter 74 Transcendence
The key to writing is that it should be "recognizable when seen and its meaning understood when observed". When a word is written, even a child can roughly understand its meaning. This is the most basic and original requirement for writing.

Cangjie created characters. The ancient pictographic characters were very simple. The "one, two, three, four" in the oracle bone script is the "one, two, three" commonly used in modern society. The character "four" is slightly different, with four horizontal lines, and it becomes the shape of an hourglass when it reaches "five".

"One, two, three" was a writing method invented by Zhu Yuanzhang when he was fighting corruption. Now is the Shang Dynasty, and it is still far from the era of "wherever the sun and the moon shine, it is the Great Ming."

Deng Chanyu rewrote the Book of Life and Death, and used the font "one, two, three".

She changed the names of all her friends and family members, then returned the Book of Life and Death to the judge. "Alright, that's it. Where did that Jiejiao disciple go? Let's go after him."

The black-faced judge's face became even darker, so dark that it almost blended in with the surrounding environment. At first glance, he looked like a black man.

"I'll lead the way in front, you should follow quickly." He was in a bad mood and didn't even bother to address the immortal. His tone was harsh.

The Black Judge passed the Book of Life and Death to the King of Chujiang in the Second Hall. The King of Hell glanced at it casually, turning a blind eye to the fact that someone had altered the Book of Life and Death, and the number "one, two, three." He thought that the same operation had been repeated so often that it was nothing new. After a few years, he would just find someone to take the blame.

Zhu Tianlin rushed frantically through the underworld, looking for an exit.

As he ran, he suddenly realized something. He listened attentively for a moment, then gracefully raised the coma sword and pointed it to the side and back: "Fall!"

The imagined scene of the enemy wailing and falling to the ground did not appear. He looked carefully and saw that his sword was pointing at a crooked locust tree.

As the name suggests, the Coma Sword requires the target to have the coma function in order to be affected by the magic weapon. How can a tree be made comatose?
Without waiting for him to think about it, Deng Chanyu canceled her transformation, with a high fighting spirit in her eyes, and slashed at Zhu Tianlin's neck with a halberd.

"How dare you attack me?" Zhu Tianlin pinched his fingers with his left hand and swung his sword with his right hand. The two of them exchanged more than ten moves quickly.

Deng Chanyu had refined her halberd twice by herself in Mount Li, adding some Geng gold, but it was still not easy to use and was too light.

She made a horizontal move and used the halberd blade to chop at Zhu Tianlin's neck. The disciple of Jiejiao raised his sword and tried to block it out.

When the swords and spears collided, Zhu Tianlin retreated, and his bright red Taoist robe fluttered in the wind, scattering a cloud of colorful powder.

Deng Chanyu quickly stepped back. Was this Jiejiao disciple going to throw lime? It didn't look like it.

Zhu Tianlin has already embarked on the path to immortality. In other words, he is a standard "human immortal", while Deng Chanyu is still a mortal.

As a mortal, she is a bit like Nezha. Her own cultivation is average, but she has many magic weapons.

Nezha has a set of magic weapons including the Qiankun Ring, Hun Tian Ling, and Fenghuo Wheel.

Deng Chanyu is not bad now. With the embroidery needle, the sky-repairing stone, the Qiankun bow, the sky-shaking arrow, the Cuiguang Liangyi lamp, plus her Chiyang divine fire ability, she basically has six pieces of divine equipment as soon as she goes out.

She was able to kill Tuxingsun without much effort, and now it would be even easier for her to face Zhu Tianlin, who was even weaker than Tuxingsun.

Deng Chanyu sprayed a mouthful of Red Sun Divine Fire at the diffused medicinal powder. The crimson flame was infused with Xuanmen magic power, as if it possessed a trace of spirituality, dancing gracefully in the burning, and then split into three, transforming into three flaming phoenixes.

"What kind of flame is this?" Seeing that the fire she spewed out was not the Samadhi True Fire used by the majority of the Xuanmen, and the stun sword and powder had no effect, Zhu Tianlin wilted instantly.

Being in the underworld, he was worried about being haunted by more wandering ghosts, and he really had no interest in fighting.

"I'm in a good mood today, so I'll spare your life!" He waved his sleeves, and more plague pills flew out of his sleeves. The pills collided and decomposed in mid-air, turning into a large cloud of black dust with extremely low visibility.

Deng Chanyu was very afraid of these plague pills and retreated again. The distance between the two sides was already very far.

The plague pills Zhu Tianlin had sprayed not only obscured his vision but also blocked his spiritual sense. Deng Chanyu reached for her waist, gripping four flying stones between her right fingers. She raised her arm and hurled the stones in four directions like meteors chasing the moon. Then, a scream echoed from her left.

"Are you showing off in front of me?!" She took out the Qiankun Bow and the Zhentian Arrow, and shot an arrow in the direction of the sound.

"Puff!" Zhu Tianlin, who was about to use the escape technique to escape, looked back blankly. Even though there was a thick medicinal powder blocking him, Deng Chanyu's arrow was still shot very accurately. The arrow entered his heart from the back and went out from the front.

The three Heaven-shaking Arrows can kill Chi You. Zhu Tianlin cannot be compared with Chi You at all.

His heart was crushed the moment it was pierced by the arrow. His right hand maintained a posture of taking out medicine for the wound, and then his eyes went black, and he fell to the ground, without a breath.

Deng Chanyu spoke very little during the battle because she was worried about being poisoned.

Now that Zhu Tianlin is dead, she doesn't know whether these plague pills will have an impact on the environment of the underworld. She waved her sleeves, and a raging fire purified the poisonous fog at the scene.

She picked up Zhu Tianlin's magic weapon, the Coma Sword, and took a look at it before throwing it away with a look of disgust.

The name of the magic weapon is Coma Sword, but it is not actually the traditional method of striking the soul and then causing coma. Instead, it gathers the resentment of countless dead souls, causing illness in the body, and then causing internal organ failure and coma.

I don't know how many lives were sacrificed to refine this thing, and the blade is full of wronged souls.

Deng Chanyu took a look and saw innocent civilians from village after village falling under the plague pills in the blood mist.

The children in the village fell ill first, followed by the women and the elderly, and finally even the young men fell one after another on the land that gave birth to them. The witches and priests in the village stretched out their hands and prayed to the heavens for help, but unfortunately, their cries were no match for the magic of the Jiejiao.

Innocent people who died tragically were everywhere. Their diseased flesh and blood gathered together, and finally, using some special method, they refined this magic weapon that could cause people to fall into a coma, the Coma Sword.

So vicious!

Even though time travelers generally have a low bottom line, Deng Chanyu could not accept this method of refining treasures.

This Zhu Tianlin looks like a Taoist priest and a disciple of the Jiejiao sect, but he is actually no different from the traditional monsters who eat human flesh and drink human blood.

Deng Chanyu sat cross-legged, recalled the teachings of the Old Mother of Mount Li, and then recited the "Tai Shang Jiu Ku Jing" to liberate the souls of the dead.

The judge who had a very dark face before appeared again. Seeing Deng Chanyu praying for the innocent people, his impression of this disciple of Nuwa improved a lot. He was greedy, but he had a bottom line.

In comparison, those disciples of the Jiejiao, huh, it’s better not to mention them.

Deng Chanyu read two chapters. The number of dead souls was too large and their resentment was too deep. It was a bit difficult for her to save them with her Taoism.

Just as a layer of flames ignited around her body and she was ready to go all out, a young man with regular features, a full forehead, and wearing a moon-colored Taoist robe walked out of the black fog not far away.

The other party put his hands together and said, "Please, fellow Daoist. I am Ksitigarbha, a disciple of Master Zhunti. I am willing to lend a helping hand to you and to perform this great and compassionate deed together."

Deng Chanyu took a look at the future Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva. Now that the Western religion is still under the big framework of Xuanmen, he can be considered one of their own. It’s just that Ksitigarbha’s Taoist robe looks a bit weird, as if it has the shadow of a cassock.

It was very difficult for her to perform the ritual alone, so she naturally had no objection to having someone to help her. She nodded immediately and said, "Thank you for your help, fellow Taoist."

(End of this chapter)