Conferred Gods: Start with a Phoenix clone

Chapter 828 This is God’s will

At the same time, Zhou's camp was in chaos.

Yin Jiao and Yin Hong appeared in the ghost-like Luoyi City. There was almost no living person in the city. They had a clear goal and headed straight for the Buddhist temple.

Just before they were about to enter the temple, the Holy Mother of Fire descended from the sky and stopped them.

Wearing a rosy crown and a phoenix robe trimmed with gold thread, the Fire Spirit Mother, who was as gorgeous as fire and even more like a phoenix than a phoenix, angrily scolded the two: "Evil disciples, is this the day I taught you so hard? Why don't you quickly lay down your weapons and follow me back to Jin'ao Island to apologize to the saint!"

The Fire Spirit Mother was truly distressed. She had never hidden anything from them and had taught them with great care. Why had it turned out like this? She couldn't understand.

If she knew Guangchengzi and Chijingzi from the original time and space, they would definitely have a lot in common.

Yin Jiao bowed his head, speaking calmly, as if to a stranger. He slowly said, "Teacher, this disciple will call you teacher for the last time. This matter has nothing to do with you. Please move aside immediately, otherwise don't blame me for being ruthless with my sword."

The cold-heartedness of his character stunned the Holy Mother of Fire Spirit. Yin Hong was silent for a moment, but still stood with his brother, as if to express his belief that brothers united can achieve great things.

The Fire Spirit Mother had always had a hot temper. Thinking of Wen Zhong's repeated instructions to her, she felt that Wen Zhong was truly blind. Those three eyeballs should be gouged out and fed to the dogs. Look at the disciples you chose for me, what kind of shit are they?!
"Well, well, what a ruthless swordsman! I am not talented enough, but today I will come and learn from the two high officials' high skills!"

"Hahahaha!" Yin Jiao laughed loudly. He pointed at the Holy Mother of Fire Spirit and said, "Teacher, oh teacher, you know nothing. You don't understand us brothers, and you have no self-awareness. You are too arrogant and too clueless. You only know how to do things according to your own temperament. Good is really good, and bad is really bad. It seems that your path will end here today."

The Holy Mother of Fire Spirit was furious. How could a mere celestial being dare to speak to her like that?

"I will take back your Shangqing Immortal Technique today!"

Although she spoke harshly, she actually left some room for maneuver.

He raised his hand to pat the golden crown on his head, preparing to capture the two men and then take them back to Jiejiao for punishment.

But just when she raised her hand halfway, she felt an unusually heavy pressure on her. All her magical powers were restrained at that moment, and her body became extremely stiff.

A spear with an ancient shape, which seemed to carry endless evil spirit and was almost equivalent to the avenue of destruction itself, appeared in Yin Jiao's hand. At this moment, the situation changed drastically. The already lifeless Luoyi was covered with a layer of lead-gray haze. The goddess Luo, who was in Luoshui, was startled and kept urging the maids to close the gate of the water palace.

The Holy Mother of Fire Spirit was no ignorant immortal. She gritted her teeth and asked, "God-killing Spear?"

"Teacher, it is the God-Slaying Spear. This spear was originally formed from the roots of the Azure Lotus of Creation, and it contains the power of creation. Unfortunately, it was infected by the hatred of those Chaos Demon Gods and eventually became this supreme killing weapon in the prehistoric world."

Yin Jiao talked eloquently, and a lot of the knowledge was something he had no access to and shouldn't have known, but he knew it all and spoke without pause.

The Holy Mother of Fire Spirit forced herself to summon up the supreme magical power in her body, allowing her stiff body to regain some mobility. She slapped the golden crown on her forehead, and the space within a hundred feet was covered by the rosy light. She felt her body lighten, but before she could draw out the Taia sword, she saw all the rosy light was taken away by a black lotus in Yin Hong's hand.

The Fire Spirit Mother frowned and unleashed seven bursts of Samadhi True Fire at her two disciples. The last burst of fire utilized her innate fire energy, but no matter how fierce the flames raged, they could not break through the small space before them. Without Yin Hong chanting a single word, the terrifying Samadhi True Fire was easily absorbed by the black lotus. "Twelfth-Rank World-Destroying Black Lotus?"

"Teacher, you have good eyesight. Please step back."

"Hmph!" The Fire Spirit Mother still refused to admit defeat and drew her sword to strike.

Yin Hong flipped his wrist, and the black lotus platform suddenly grew larger, like a pillar of heaven collapsing, seemingly slowly but actually quickly, hitting the forehead of the Holy Mother of Fire. The golden crown stained with blood rolled to the side, and the female fairy with a fiery temper groaned, and fell in the dust with a face full of pain.

Yin Jiao and Yin Hong looked at their teacher who had collapsed on the ground, each with a different expression. Yin Jiao put his hand on the hilt of his sword, as if he was about to draw it, but Yin Hong held his hand back, "She is our teacher after all."

Yin Jiao was very dissatisfied: "Women's kindness."

Seeing Yin Hong's firm attitude, he did not mention the matter again. He walked around the Holy Mother of Fire and walked into the Buddhist temple.

Yin Hong sighed slightly and quickly followed.

The two entered the vestibule from the main gate. In the center of the empty square, an old Taoist with white hair and beard was sitting cross-legged in mid-air, seemingly waiting for them.

The old Taoist's face was solemn, and he clasped his hands together in greeting. "Well done, well done, old Bodhi. I see that the two young princes still have kindness in their hearts. Why don't you guard the spiritual platform carefully and return to the right path? You must know that the sea of ​​suffering is boundless, and turning back is the shore. Once you take this step, there will be no turning back. The lives of billions of people are in the hands of the two young princes. Please consider this for a moment."

Yin Jiao and Yin Hong first looked at the old Taoist who called himself Bodhi according to the custom of the ancient times, but they found that they could not see the other party's realm at all. This old Taoist was either extremely weak or extremely strong. They thought it was the latter.

The two brothers looked at each other, wondering whether they could rely on the God-killing Spear and the Twelve-Rank World-destroying Black Lotus to repel the old Taoist.

Yin Hong was a soft-hearted person. When he saw this big shot blocking his way, he felt like backing down and took a half step back involuntarily.

Yin Jiao was relatively unyielding, speaking as if to himself, "There's no turning back for us brothers. If you want to stop us, then feel free to do so. If you don't dare, please get out of the way."

Bodhi said with a compassionate look: "I will not go against the will of heaven, but I hope that the two princes will consider it carefully."

Yin Jiao replied loudly, "Don't even think about it! You righteous gentlemen, the most holy teachers, all claim to be acting in accordance with Heaven's will, but in reality, you are full of calculations. Didn't our Great Shang Empire fall to ruin at your hands? We brothers were born into a royal family, yet weren't we manipulated by you immortal teachers? Old man, are you going to retreat, or not?"

Bodhi sighed. It was God's will and he couldn't stop it.

At this moment, he could completely delay the occurrence of this incident, but the next time it breaks out, the lethality will be several times greater than it is now. He thought of Hongjun becoming a saint after the first calamity of the dragon and phoenix, and of the saints reaching the pinnacle in the war between the wizards and the liches. Now he is still in the calamity of the Conferred Gods. By taking advantage of the calamity, perhaps he can do something.

Patriarch Bodhi stopped trying to stop him and stepped aside. Yin Jiao walked towards the main hall with a proud look on his face. Yin Hong pursed his lips and followed closely behind.

(End of this chapter)