Conferred Gods: Start with a Phoenix clone

Chapter 780: Western Religion’s Back-up Plan
In an instant, Wuyunxian was ten thousand miles away. Even at such a distance, he could still hear the laughter coming from inside the golden lotus.

Several figures emerged from the Twelve-Level Golden Lotus of Merit.

Among them are Medicine Buddha, Maitreya, Ksitigarbha, Mahasthamaprapta of the Western religion, Cihang Taoist of the orthodox religion, and even Vairocana, one of the seven attendant immortals.

When he suddenly saw Wuyunxian, Biluxian's expression was extremely interesting. It was the panic of having his secret exposed. When Wuyunxian turned around and ran, his panic could no longer be concealed.

But he still called out: "Brother, please stay!"

Wuyunxian actually didn't see Bilushian, and when he heard the call from his fellow disciple, he couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.

How could Vilushian get involved with people from Western religions?
Without waiting for him to think about it.

Thousands of golden lights emanated from the interior of the Twelve-Level Golden Lotus of Merit, with a golden bridge faintly emerging from it. The chaotic creatures wandering outside the golden lotus all made gestures of worship.

The golden bridge emitted a dazzling glow and suddenly appeared at the feet of Wuyunxian. It ignored the resistance of the Daluo Jinxian and forcibly took him into the Twelve-Rank Golden Lotus of Merit.

Wuyunxian was furious and took out the Hunyuan Hammer, ready to fight these Western Sect disciples. However, when he saw the golden figure sitting motionless in the center of the golden lotus, all his anger turned into fear.

He saluted stiffly and stammered, "Meet the Saint Zhunti. May your life be long and unending."

Zhunti's body was as clear as glass, and was covered in golden light, completely different from usual. He smiled and waved his hand: "I am only an incarnation of merit here, not a saint. There is no need to be polite, my friend."

His eyes were as fast as lightning as he looked at Wuyunxian, Manjusri and the Green-haired Lion. Very good, they all have a connection with my Western religion!
It was worth it for the original body and the guide to spend a lot of merit to condense an incarnation and leave the ancient world.

"I am currently giving a lecture to my disciples. If you have time, you may come and listen."

It seemed to be a tone of negotiation, but it was actually an order. The Zhunti here was indeed not the real body, nor was it a clone that was cut out. It was just an incarnation of merit. However, even as an incarnation, it could easily suppress the Dark Cloud Immortal.

The interior of the Twelve-Level Golden Lotus of Merit has been transformed into a peaceful kingdom, with auspicious clouds filling the ground and auspicious auras everywhere. There are connected monasteries on the ground, as well as a large number of pagodas and bamboo forests. Golden lotuses are spread across the ground, and the fragrance permeates thousands of miles. Except for the fact that there is no Buddha yet, this place can basically be regarded as a Buddhist kingdom.

In terms of area alone, it is countless times larger than Deng Chanyu's Taiyi Taoist Palace.

It’s just that the people here are very mixed!
There are disciples of the Western Teaching, disciples of the Orthodox Teaching, and disciples of the Demonic Teaching.

Wuyunxian felt very unhappy, but seeing that Bilushian was sitting quietly on the cushion, he could only pretend to be listening attentively.

With a smile on his face, Zhunti stretched out his hand and pointed. In just a moment, the green-haired lion, which had been hit by the Fantian Seal and was a little confused, became enlightened and regained his memory and magic power as a Qiushou Immortal.

The green-haired lion rolled on the ground, and when it stood up again, it turned back into the Qiushou Immortal.

The tall Tibetan man turned over and knelt, prostrating himself on the ground: "Disciple thanks the Saint for his enlightenment."

Zhunti smiled and said, "Very good, very good, my friend, please take a seat."

"Thank you saint!"

Qiu Shou Immortal automatically sat with Pilu Immortal, Manjusri also went to find Cihang Taoist, Wuyun Immortal did not want to join the Western religion, he sat alone in the corner, his eyes were full of suppressed resentment, but after listening to Zhunti's preaching, his mind also gained a rare peace, and he was slowly attracted by the paradise described by Zhunti.

There are no immeasurable kalpas and no three disasters. The Pure Land is truly a wonderful place.

In the Shen'ao world, Yunxiao's cultivation speed was too fast, and his efficiency in absorbing and releasing the surrounding spiritual energy was also terrifyingly high.

She is like a black hole, absorbing as much spiritual energy as possible.

All things have spirits. When Deng Chanyu was practicing, she consulted with the surrounding environment. We are all friends. Whether you are lacking in earth, wood, or something else, it’s okay. Just tell me. After I finish my practice, I will help you replenish the missing five elements.

Most of the time it’s just deception, but at least something will be given back to the world.

The Nuwa lineage has a close relationship with the prehistoric world, so they can give back relatively more.

Yunxiao is not like that.

Deng Chanyu finally saw the fundamental method of Jiejiao this time. Wow, Yunxiao can switch between the three modes of Jiejiao, Jiejiao and Borrowingjiao at will.

There was no communication at all. He relied on his high realm to absorb things. If he could borrow, he would borrow. If he couldn't borrow, he would intercept. If he couldn't intercept, he would rob! It was purely the way of a bandit.

No wonder Heaven doesn't like you. You have caused too much damage to the prehistoric environment.

Deng Chanyu talked about this issue with Yunxiao frankly. Yunxiao had no contact with immortals other than those from the Jiejiao sect on a daily basis. Only then did she realize that the Jiejiao sect's skills were different from those of other Xuanmen sects. She tried to control the absorption speed, but there was no way. The Jiejiao sect's fundamental method was this way, and it had long become a physical instinct, so it was not easy to control.

Deng Chanyu was no match for Yunxiao in cultivating this skill. The little essence of the five elements that burst out from the earth veins was all absorbed by Sister Yun, and she could only pick up some leftovers at most.

Just stop practicing!
When she was bored, she told stories to the creatures in the Shen'ao world.

No-Brain, Unhappy, Qiongqi, Mechanical Jiuying, and dozens of giant turtles from the Shen'ao world were listening.

"The previous chapter mentioned a city called Pangu in the sky, inhabited by celestial beings. The supreme ruler of the city was named Tongtian Sheng. Three of his disciples were the most devoted supporters of Tongtian Sheng. They guarded the city from dawn to dusk, without a single moment's rest. Outsiders nicknamed them the Three Generals."
The Seven Immortals guard the Seven Seas, but their strength is much weaker, so they are called the Seven Warlords of the Sea.

Then there are four people, known as the Four Emperors. They are independent of the Three Admirals and the Seven Warlords of the Sea, free and unfettered, but at the same time they are an indispensable first level of the world order. The protagonist of today's story is one of the Four Emperors, Cloud Beard! "

Deng Chanyu vividly gestured and imitated Deng Jiugong's swordplay: "This Cloud Beard holds a sword called Cong Yunqie. When she has nothing to do, she uses the sword to chop at the clouds, shouting 'cut' 'cut'."

Yun Huzi, who was meditating and regulating his breathing, couldn't help it anymore and grabbed a pillow and chased her.

After chasing for more than three hundred miles, Deng Chanyu was beaten and fled away in panic.

Yunxiao said with a straight face: "Don't make up stories using my name."

"Okay, then let's call him Zhao Huzi."

".That's fine."

When she heard that Zhao Huzi had died in battle, she quit again.

Deng Chanyu could only revise the outline. This time, none of the Four Emperors died. Instead, an unknown young man named Ju Lingshen died.

His brains spurted out more than three feet high. He died a miserable death. Qiongqi nodded beside him, saying that this was how it should be.

(End of this chapter)