Conferred Gods: Start with a Phoenix clone

Chapter 887 Lao Zhao finally breaks through

In the past, Hongjun preached three times in Zixiao Palace, and each time he had a statement.

The first time they assigned seats, decided on the master-disciple relationship, they preached for a thousand years, and talked about the way to become a Golden Immortal.

The second sermon was held ten thousand years later, talking about the quasi-saintly way of beheading the three corpses. At the end of the sermon, Hongmeng purple qi was distributed, and each of the six disciples received one Hongmeng purple qi. After that, there was one left, which he gave to Hongyun.

The third sermon lasted for 100,000 years. It talked about the way of Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian. This was basically for Sanqing, Nuwa, and the two saints in the West. They had Hongmeng purple energy, so they comprehended the most true meaning of the Tao. The other powerful people could only understand one or two percent. After the sermon, Hongjun handed over the Tai Chi diagram, Pangu banner, mountain and river map and other treasures to his disciples in turn. The remaining listeners could only go to Fenbao Rock to get the magic weapons.

From the time Hong Yun obtained the Hongmeng Purple Qi until the death of this good guy, the time span in between was not too long, but it was definitely not short, probably hundreds of thousands or even millions of years.

Hong Yun is not a fool. If he gets this treasure in his hands, he will definitely refine it as soon as possible. After hundreds of thousands or millions of years, even if he refines it a little bit, he can at least refine some of the Hongmeng purple energy.

Now there should be a very small amount of Hongmeng purple energy in this red cloud soul.

What exactly is Hongmeng Purple Qi? What is its purpose? Deng Chanyu once asked Nuwa, but she couldn't explain it clearly, simply saying, "It can only be understood, not expressed in words."

Deng Chanyu guessed that it was the authority of some kind of saint of heaven. The specific details would definitely be many times more complicated, but she felt that it was roughly the same and should be something like this.

Saints all have Hongmeng purple energy, but those who have Hongmeng purple energy are not necessarily saints. Hongyun is an example.

Hongmeng Purple Qi has a direct relationship with saints, but has no necessary relationship with Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian.

If Deng Chanyu wanted to follow Pangu's path of proving the Tao with force, then the Hongmeng Purple Qi would not matter. However, she was aware that her qualifications were definitely not low, but there was still a huge gap compared to the Six Saints. The Six Saints all used the Hongmeng Purple Qi to become the Saints of the Heavenly Dao. She did not think she could blaze a new trail.

Only by standing on the shoulders of our predecessors can we see the road clearly. Deng Chanyu is still hanging on Nuwa's thigh. Just follow the path of our predecessors and don't try to do anything weird.

It took half a year to help Yun Zhongzi transform, and another half a year to separate Hongyun's soul.

A whole year passed in a flash, and Deng Chanyu felt that time went by very quickly. Before she could do anything, a year had passed. She said goodbye to Jiang Ziya and left Zhongnan Mountain.

She walked around the world.

There was still some time before the deadline of the Great Zhou's 800-day rule. After Ji Dan's death, many princes of the Ji family completely let themselves go. You hit me, I hit him, and they fought each other. The originally tall and majestic city of Haojing had been engulfed in more than half of the war.

Ji Fa's son, Ji Song, was eight years old. He was very smart and courageous, but he was too young. What could a child of that age do? His intelligence was useless. He often had to play dumb, like a prop, being snatched away by his uncles who claimed to be doing it for his own good.

The Han State was sharpening its sword and planning to lead an army of 800 to the north to "mediate" the melee among the concubines. It was still making final preparations and had already written the manifesto to report to the heaven. When the -day deadline was up, it would immediately burn the manifesto and officially send troops.

Deng Chanyu had lived in Nandu for a few days. Her appearance hadn't changed, but after accounting for the fifty years she'd passed in the chaos, her actual bone age was over a hundred. Now, not to mention Deng Jiugong and Deng Xiu, even her eldest nephew, Deng Heng, was in his twenties. He was handsome and impressive, with a dignified demeanor. The only problem was that the three generations, standing together, looked almost the same age, which was a minor issue.

Deng Jiugong and Deng Xiu also noticed this problem. They were both smart people and blamed everything on Peng Zu. Don't ask, it was all thanks to his health preservation.

Deng Heng has the blood of the Deng and Huang families. He is the eldest son and grandson. He loves the people and values ​​agriculture. He spends half of his time in the fields and half in the army.

Regardless of whether it was just a pretense or not, he remembered the birthdays and hobbies of the servants around him, and even the name of the groom who had led his horse once. He had a very good reputation among the third generation of the Deng family.

Unlike Deng Xiu's children who were afraid of Deng Chanyu when they saw her, Deng Heng could at least say a few words in front of his aunt who looked no more than twenty years old.

At his request, Deng Chanyu left two more Six Ding and Six Jia talismans to the Deng family. If the Deng family really fell into decline and was trapped in the city like King Zhou, waiting to die, they could summon the Six Ding and Six Jia gods to help. It would be a little difficult to regain the throne, but there would be no problem in ensuring the safety of the whole family.

She also left behind a copy of the "Buddha's Sutra in Forty-two Chapters". The clues in the sutra point to eight treasure troves she had arranged, which need to be opened with the blood of the Deng family. If her descendants are too poor to make ends meet, they can take out the sutra and read it, and they may find an unexpected surprise.

As for the issue of not showing off your wealth, whether it will attract more hostile gazes from your descendants, that is beyond the consideration of this ancestor. You should find a way to solve it yourself.
After more than ten years of hard planning, Lao Zhao finally used the twenty-four Dinghai Pearls and the Qiankun Ruler to clearly define and sort out the twenty-four solar terms this year. The twenty-four Dinghai Pearls returned to the ancient times and became a symbol of the solar terms. Lao Zhao lost this innate spiritual treasure, and replaced it with merits from heaven. These merits turned into motivation, and his own opportunity to prove the truth became a boat. He finally broke through the solid barrier of the peak of Daluo Jinxian and came to a whole new world.

His current realm is similar to that of the previous Golden Spirit Holy Mother. Both have broken through to the Golden Immortal, but have not yet reached the state of beheading the first corpse. It is relatively easy to behead the first corpse. Generally, quasi-saints behead one of the good corpses and the evil corpses. It is not impossible to behead one's own corpse as the first corpse. It all depends on personal choice and talent.

"I won't be attending your Jiejiao gathering. Please congratulate Fellow Daoist Zhao for me."

In the connection between life and death, Deng Chanyu said to Yunxiao.

Old Zhao has been suppressed for many years. Now that he has successfully broken through, he wants to take the opportunity to have some fun.

Gathering a bunch of drinking buddies, drinking, bragging and singing together was one of the greatest pleasures in his long life.

He invited many fellow disciples and some immortals outside the Jiejiao sect, and Deng Chanyu was among those invited.

She was very busy now and was not a disciple of Xuanmen, so she was not in the mood to attend social events. She asked Yunxiao to congratulate her on her behalf.

Yunxiao agreed readily: "Okay."

In fact, she didn't like this kind of social occasions. She preferred quietness to activity. But since it made Old Zhao happy, and Qiongxiao and Bixiao were busy helping to arrange it, she couldn't object at this time and just let them do it.

(End of this chapter)