Conferred Gods: Start with a Phoenix clone

Chapter 796 Return to the Wilderness

There is no Buddha in Western religion now, but the true meaning of wisdom does exist. As they continue to chant scriptures, the twelve golden lotuses of merit continue to transfer merit into the body of the Thunder God bit by bit.

The Thunder God was tortured by the endless vitality in his body and was in excruciating pain. However, as the Western disciples continued to chant scriptures, he gained some physical and spiritual relief. The ferocity on his face slowly faded, replaced by thought and exploration.

Yuanshi Tianzun obtained the fragments of the Jade Disc of Creation.

The Western Religion has established a relatively friendly relationship with the Thunder God. It is unlikely that they will directly bow down to him, but it is no problem for them to be allies. In addition, they have converted the Qiushou Immortal and half-converted the Wuyun Immortal before, so the gains are not small.

Taiqing gained nothing and lost nothing. In his opinion, Nuwa's efforts were also in vain.

This result is not the best, but it is acceptable.

"My fellow disciples, the position of the Lord of Heaven remains vacant for too long, which is not conducive to the stability of the Three Realms. We should recall Junior Brother Haotian and the other disciples."

The Taiqing Saint spoke in the "group" of six saints.

Leader Tongtian: "???"

When I mentioned the recall, you all opposed it, saying we needed to continue training for a while. What's the situation now? Has the training produced any earth-shattering results?

He was anxious to recruit Zhao Gongming as his disciple. Once his disciples came back, they could handle this matter. He had no reason to object.

"Brother, what you said is very true. Let all the disciples come back."

The other five saints nodded silently. Okay, it will be easy if you agree.

Nuwa felt a little guilty. Tongtian was actually a good senior brother.
"My useless disciple seems to be with several other disciples of Jiejiao. Let me go first."

Tongtian Patriarch stroked his beard and nodded: "Thank you for your help, Junior Sister."

Nuwa threw out the red ball, and billions of red silk threads instantly entered the chaos. After finding the Taiyi Taoist Palace, they broke through countless spaces and directly pulled the Taoist Palace back to the prehistoric world.

The sage Jie Yin, who had been extremely silent all this time, waved his hand, and the twelve-level golden lotus of merit paved a golden avenue from the chaos. It seemed slow but was actually fast, and flew smoothly all the way back to the primitive world.

Inside the Twelve-Level Golden Lotus of Merit are not only many disciples of the Western Religion, but also the enlightened Thunder God.

Yuanshi Tianzun pointed to the empty space, and the Three Treasures Jade Ruyi transformed into a jade bridge with an ancient shape. On the other side of the bridge were the disciples in the chaos, and on this side of the bridge was the primitive world.

In the end, Taiqing and Tongtian took action together.

Taiqing pushed his hands forward, and the Yin-Yang fish appeared out of thin air and brought the Nine Demon Tower, Haotian, Jiang Ziya, Jin Ling and Wu Dang back to the prehistoric world.

With a wave of his sleeves, Master Tongtian brought back Taoist Duobao and the seven immortals who had been practicing since entering the chaos.

"Huh?" He counted the heads and couldn't help asking, "Where are the Lingya Fairy and the Chang'er Dingguang Fairy?"

Zhao Gongming touched his gourd. If he released the elephant now, it would be too embarrassing for Tongtian Sect Master.

He saluted in the direction of Yu Yutian while in the Wahuang Palace: "Teacher, my two junior brothers have been injured and are currently with me."

Tongtian Patriarch nodded. Injured? That was normal.

He had never seen Guangchengzi of the Xianjiao sect before, and only saw a vague figure in the Pangu Banner. There was no doubt that his second brother's beloved disciple was seriously injured.

Comparing them horizontally, Guangchengzi's importance far surpasses Lingyaxian and Chang'er Dingguangxian. Invisibly, I've won again! So happy!

All the saints joined together to restore the stagnant time in the ancient times to normal.

The speed of time flow is different in different places in the chaos. For example, Taoist Duobao has been practicing alone in the chaos for more than a hundred years, Deng Chanyu and others have been practicing for fifty years, and Jin Ling and Wu Dang have each been practicing for more than thirty years.

No matter how much time they spent outside, in the prehistoric world, only one day had passed. The Xuanmen disciples returned the sage's treasures and then returned to their respective homes.

Although Deng Chanyu wanted to recast the Chaos Bell immediately, she still went to the Fire Cloud Cave.

She went to return the River Map and Luo Shu and the Xuanyuan Sword. Time was tight and the task was heavy, so these two magic weapons were borrowed for her by the Mother of Mount Li. Now it would be more polite to go there in person and thank her in person.

Haotian was reprimanded by the saints, and their words were full of clichés asking him to respect the saints and do his job well.

He nodded repeatedly, indicating that he would keep the saint's teachings in mind, and then returned to the Lingxiao Palace.

Jiang Ziya came to heaven specially to express his gratitude.

"If the Great Celestial Venerable gives any orders in the future, we must obey them."

He was very grateful to Haotian.

If Haotian had not continued to extend his life, he would have died of old age in the Nine Demon Tower long ago.

Being in the chaos, his fate of "not being able to become an immortal" was also rewritten. Haotian continued to help him prolong his life and gave him a lot of guidance on the road to immortality. Finally, Yuanshi Tianzun gave Lao Jiang some of the Yuqing magic power. Now Jiang Ziya has reached the level of a terrestrial immortal.

Haotian’s guidance and assistance accounted for 70% of the credit.

Without anyone's guidance, with Jiang Ziya's qualifications, he would not be able to become an earthly immortal even in a thousand years.

When he came to the Heavenly Palace, it was almost clear that I would confer the title on whoever you choose!

Haotian knew that this was a sweet treat from the saints after a slap in the face. The core meaning was just one: do your best to be the Emperor of Heaven! Don't think about anything else.

After seeing Jiang Ziya off, he seemed a little tired and habitually took out the Haotian Mirror to observe the Three Realms.

After looking carefully for a while, he felt that the saints' eyes were not on him, so he carefully shifted his consciousness to another place.

He opened his eyes again, and saw a magnificent palace in front of him, but it was very different from the Lingxiao Palace. Many immortals were singing and dancing in the hall. Judging from their attire, many of them had strong exotic characteristics.

He sat in the main seat, and Queen Mother Yao Chi was looking at him.

Haotian said earnestly: "Junior sister, you have worked hard during this period."

The Queen Mother of the West looked exhausted, with silver strands mixed in her black hair, and her once firm skin had lost its luster, as if she had aged twenty years out of thin air.

She said slowly: "As long as you get what you want, Yaochi will be worth it no matter how hard or tiring it is."

Not far away, a pool of scarlet blood began to wriggle, and soon, it turned into the image of a tall old man.

Haotian acted very politely, completely different from his condescending attitude in Lingxiao Palace: "Thank you, fellow Daoist Minghe, for your help."

The incarnation of the Blood God of the Styx smiled mockingly: "Look at how cautious you are, it really makes me laugh."

The Queen Mother of the West raised her eyebrows and was about to get angry, but Haotian stopped her.

Haotian pointed at the palace and the gods, who were singing and dancing to their heart's content and completely unaware of the three of them, and asked, "Is this the world in Brahma's dream? It looks so real."

Minghe was a little proud: "Yes, this is the heaven in Brahma's dream. Your Majesty's incarnation of obsession has lived here for eighty years."

He asked with some anticipation, "Can Your Majesty really kill the third corpse this way?"

(End of this chapter)