Conferred Gods: Start with a Phoenix clone

Chapter 861 Demon Monument

Phoenix looked at Haotian and said, "Your Majesty, I have some experience in refining weapons and am willing to refine the Demonic Inscription Stele."

These days, it's a skill to use a bunch of natural treasures to refine a magic weapon. It's even more of a skill to use a bunch of natural treasures to refine them, and if what you refine in the end is not a magic weapon but it still works, that's even more of a skill.

These immortals who follow the path of incense and fire will never be able to do the fine work of refining tools and pills in their lifetime. No matter how much experience they have, it will be useless. For normal immortals, their magic power is the result of their own practice and cultivation, so they can use it in any way. The power of incense and fire is provided by hundreds of millions of lives and crowdfunded. The converted magic power is too complex internally and cannot be finely controlled at all.

Now in the Heavenly Palace, apart from Haotian and Yaochi, only the Phoenix has the ability to refine this demon inscription stele.

Neither Ran Deng nor Gui Ling can do it. They have little magic power and are at a low level. No matter how weak the demon text is, it was researched by Kunpeng with great effort in the past, and the heavens also rewarded him for his merits.

In the current heaven, no one understands demon writing better than Phoenix!
Haotian was very satisfied. You see, after some pressure, he still has some ideas.

He thought carefully about Longji's method. This angle was quite novel, which he had never thought of before. It was not that he was not as good as Longji, but that his perspective was too high. His understanding of the demon race and demon writing was very limited, almost to the point of not understanding it at all.

Now this method is not to kill Kunpeng, but to weaken Kunpeng.

Heaven will encourage the creation of characters. However, Heaven may not necessarily encourage the use of human characters by sacrificing the demonic texts invented by Kunpeng. It is unlikely that Heaven will give you another wave of merits, but it will not oppose it either.

The human race is the protagonist of heaven and earth, but the demon race is no longer the protagonist.

From the perspective of the Way of Heaven, the impact of unified writing would be far-reaching, so far that even Haotian couldn't fully see through it for a while.

All he knew at the moment was that Hongjun would agree with him doing so, and that was all.

Just look at the glorious deeds of Hongjun on the eve of his sainthood. He brought three helpers to deal with one Luohou, and four of them surrounded and beat up one. This can definitely be called steady.

In a real fight, Hongjun might not be able to defeat Luohou, but this old scoundrel instigated the Yin-Yang Patriarch, the Qiankun Patriarch, and the Yangmei Patriarch to charge forward. Only after he saw through Luohou's strength did he take action himself.

Hongjun often pays attention to taking advantage of the situation and accumulating small victories into big ones. Haotian, as a Taoist child, is very clear about this.

Doing things in accordance with Hongjun's wishes is actually more valuable than killing Kunpeng with one knife. From Hongjun's point of view, Kunpeng is not even an insect. The methods, means and wisdom of managing the three realms are the most important.

Hongjun will naturally be friendly to people who are "similar to him". If you make it a rule that those who obey will prosper and those who disobey will perish, and you kill people indiscriminately every day, killing anyone who disobeys, he will definitely not be happy. Are you my Taoist child? You are Luohou's Taoist child!

Haotian made up his mind: "Then let Puhua Tianzun select the elite heavenly soldiers and generals to practice the Zhoutian Xingdou formation, and Marshal Zhenjun will go to refine the demon inscription tablet and contact the North Sea demon tribe."

Haotian formally issued the order and then announced his withdrawal from court.

As soon as he left the court, Long Ji was called away by the maid of Queen Mother of the West, and it took him more than an hour to return to the North Heavenly Gate.

"My father is in a difficult situation too. Such a big mess falls on his shoulders, and he is frowning all day long. That Master Longhu Xuantan went to provoke Kunpeng, which obviously has bad intentions. Shouldn't we help him?" The little cotton-padded jacket was stabbed in the back by his own father, and now after being persuaded by his own mother, he softened his heart and came back to persuade Fenghuang again.

Fenghuang was very annoyed. She could understand Haotian’s urgent desire to achieve results and prove himself to Hongjun and the saints, but you can’t use your daughter like this, right?
This is no longer a question of wearing the yellow robe. She plans to teach Longji to sing "My Father Passed Away at the Foot of the Mountain" in two days. Remember, the third most filial daughter in the prehistoric world was forced out by you!

Not long after, Wen Zhong was ordered to come to Beitianmen to summon the elite of the Heavenly Court to go back with him to practice formations.

Not only the Beitianmen, but all the elite troops of the Heavenly Court must be gathered together.

It is best to find someone who already has cultivation to practice with. Ordinary mortals may have the courage and wisdom to go to heaven, but their basic knowledge is too poor. It is good enough that they can recognize words. If you tell them to walk in the Kan position or step on the Qian Palace, they will definitely be confused.

Fenghuang didn't stop them. Zhang Guifang, Fenglin, Mo Lihai, and others were all sent over by Wen Zhong. At a glance, the place was filled with the elite troops of the Great Shang Dynasty.

Zhang Guifang was a little embarrassed when he saw Wen Zhong. It was Wen Zhong who promoted him all the way to the position of general of Qinglong Pass. He also introduced his fellow Taoists to teach Zhang Guifang special skills. It was a bit of an exaggeration to say that he was like a reborn parent, but he could be called a mentor.

Mo Lihai was very thick-skinned. When he saw the old master again, he bowed and greeted him as if nothing had happened, just like when they were in the business camp. In comparison, Lao Zhang was a little thinner-skinned.

"I am now the Thunder God, serving in the same palace as you all. Please do not mention the past."

Wen Zhong comforted these acquaintances and did not return to the South Heaven Gate directly. Instead, he went to the Doumu Palace of the Turtle Spirit Holy Mother. He hoped that the Turtle Spirit Holy Mother would help him repair the incomplete Zhoutian Star Array.

The Turtle Spirit Mother's attainments in formations can only be described as average, but no matter what, she is still better than Wen Zhong.

The man agreed readily.

"May I ask Marshal Zhenjun, when will the Demon Inscription Stele be refined?" Wen Zhong asked Fenghuang in a businesslike manner.

Fenghuang was naturally confident in taking on this task. Deng Chanyu's weapon-refining skills had advanced by leaps and bounds during the process of refining the Chaos Bell. She could share the power of her original body. After thinking for a moment, she asked, "Does Tianzun want to go fast or slow?"

Wen Zhong was puzzled: "Of course the sooner the better."

Phoenix held up three fingers: "Three hours."

Wen Zhong: "."

Three hours? Is that so easy?

Phoenix nodded slightly. It's that simple. It's difficult for those who don't know how to do it, but it's easy for those who do. It's just a broken stone, and then writing demonic words on it, how complicated can it be? The three hours actually included the time spent digging the stone, otherwise it could have been much faster.

Wen Zhong shook his head repeatedly: "This is too fast."

After three hours, he still hadn't gathered his troops, let alone practiced the Zhoutian Xingdou Formation.

If you're going to attack so soon, you might as well not practice at all.

He explained his dilemma and said, "What do you think of a three-month deadline, Marshal?"

"Just follow the Lord."

Wen Zhong then returned to the South Heaven Gate with many elite troops to practice the Zhoutian Star Fighting Array.

In fact, you can’t learn anything in three months, and there is no hope in three or thirty years, but practicing a little is better than not practicing at all.

It is ten feet high and seven feet wide, with three hundred and sixty-five strange characters engraved on the front of the stone tablet.

Phoenix spent two months to finally refine this demon stele, which is not a magic weapon but has the same effect. He has been so bored these days that he wants to use sandpaper to polish the demon stele again. He really has nothing to do.

(End of this chapter)