Conferred Gods: Start with a Phoenix clone

Chapter 904: Digging for Gold in Shit
It took Nuwa a quarter of an hour to realize that there was something wrong with the fragment of the Jade Disc of Creation. Yuanshi Tianzun's cultivation was about the same as Nuwa's. Before, the saints' understanding of the Jade Disc of Creation was not as good as Haotian's. He didn't see the problem before and never expected things to turn out like this.

Seeing the six Buddhist disciples trying to forcibly convert Guangchengzi, he saw it with his own eyes and felt anxious in his heart. However, Hongjun didn't say anything, and he didn't dare to leave, so he could only stay here.

No matter how much resentment Tongtian had towards his good second brother, he could not act wildly in Zixiao Palace.

He snorted softly to express his dissatisfaction, and then sat next to Yuanshi Tianzun, and the two brothers sat shoulder to shoulder.

There was no way. This was the location of the six cushions in the past. He wanted to stay away from Yuanshi Tianzun, but he didn't dare to quarrel in front of Hongjun.

Yuanshi and Tongtian were having a conversation of "What are you looking at?" and "What's wrong with me looking at you?", and their brotherhood was beyond words.

Hongjun completely ignored the two of them and was busy thinking about the situation at hand.

In the past, he discarded some fragments of the Jade Disc of Creation that were not in line with the Great Dao of Honghuang. He believed that his choice was correct, but Honghuang was moving forward. Just because it was not suitable before does not mean it is not suitable now.

He believed that the fragment returned to the ancient world by chance as some kind of revelation from the universe.

True perfection is not suitable for the primitive world, but 9 and 9.9 are different. Infinitely approaching perfection may be more suitable for today's primitive world.

Guangchengzi displayed his divine power and continuously bombarded the Bodhi Formation with the light of the Great Dao in the fragments of the Jade Disc of Creation. Every time he attacked, the three thousand great Daos in Hongjun's eyes and the entire prehistoric world changed billions of times.

The foundations of the external paths and the three thousand great ways of the prehistoric world are constantly colliding, and the Taoist Ancestor is intentionally condoning this. He is trying and making mistakes, hoping to take some more great ways from the external paths back to the prehistoric world. To put it bluntly, he wants to dig some gold out of the shit.

Yuanshi Tianzun looked down at the lower world from time to time. He had confidence in Guangchengzi's ability. The problem was that it was now a one-on-six situation. Not only were the six Buddhist disciples fighting in a group, but they also used formations as soon as they came up. How shameless!

Guangchengzi's cultivation is seriously insufficient to drive the fragments of the Jade Disc of Creation, and he is currently using his origin to deal with the six major disciples. Origin is something that will be used up the less it is.

How could he not be anxious?

Seeing Guangchengzi's wisdom being forcibly elevated by the Bodhi Dharma Image, he was worried. The spiritual struggle is often more cruel than the physical struggle. One wrong move can lead to a complete loss. He didn't know how long Guangchengzi could hold on, and he opened his mouth several times, wanting to plead with Hongjun.

After a long mental struggle, he steeled himself and said, "Teacher, Guangchengzi is young and inexperienced, and his mind is unstable. He deserves a severe punishment. However, it is also because I, your teacher, failed to teach you well. I shall bear all the blame."

Hongjun raised one hand, his eyes neither happy nor sad, meaning, stop talking nonsense. Yuanshi Tianzun swallowed the rest of his words back and dared not to beg for mercy anymore.

He knew very well that in Hongjun's eyes, Guangchengzi, moonlight, and even Buddhism were insignificant. All these things combined were not as important as what he was doing now.

Buddhism is destroyed, and Rāhu is free? If it is destroyed, then it can be destroyed. Just establish a new religion. What's the big deal?

The reason why Yuanshi and Tongtian were called here was because I didn't want them to cause any trouble.

Tongtian Patriarch gave his good second brother a pleased smile, but that was only in Zixiao Palace. If he were outside, he would have laughed out loud, "You have come to this day?!"
Just as Yuanshi Tianzun and Tongtian Jiaozhu exchanged glances, performing their "kill you with my eyes" act, Nuwa arrived at Zixiao Palace with Deng Chanyu. Yuqing and Shangqing immediately stopped fighting, each turning their heads and staring forward, as if the previous fight had never occurred.

Although the disunity among the Three Pure Ones has become common knowledge, they still do not want to be laughed at by their peers.

Generally speaking, it is an attitude that I don't care about ants, but I can't tolerate being laughed at by my neighbors.

Deng Chanyu didn't know why she was called, and followed over in confusion. Seeing that the atmosphere was not right, she silently saluted the two saints, Yuqing and Shangqing, and then sat obediently behind Nuwa like a good boy.

Nuwa used her ultimate melon-eating skills to observe Yuqing and Shangqing. Both saints had angry expressions. If the environment was not wrong, she would have laughed out loud.

Before others had finished eating the melon, Hongjun suddenly reached out to her.

Nuwa's smile froze for a moment, and then she asked with a strange expression, "Teacher, this..."

Hongjun didn't say anything, but just stretched out his hand. Nuwa could only take out the Chaos Bell, which had been repaired about 70% of the way.

Chaos Clock?!

Tongtian Patriarch's eyes widened. Wasn't this the thing that fell into the Primal Chaos after Taiyi's self-destruction? He immediately looked at Yuanshi Tianzun, the Primal Chaos Bell, and the fragments of the Jade Disc of Creation. Wow! How many goodies have you taken from the Primal Chaos? How many things are you hiding from me?!

The secrets of the Zixiao Palace belong entirely to Hongjun. Not to mention immortals, even saints cannot predict it here. He can only imagine that the saints are hiding it from him and secretly take back the Chaos Bell.

Yuanshi Tianzun knows his own business. He has nothing to do with the Chaos Bell. If Nuwa hadn't taken it out today, he would have been kept in the dark.

He glanced at Deng Chanyu thoughtfully, guessing that this was the treasure obtained from Fenbao Rock.

He glanced at Tongtian Sect Master with a hint of mockery in his eyes. "Your silly disciple Duobao is still meditating in front of the Fenbao Rock in Lingshan. He doesn't even know that the treasure has been taken away by others a long time ago, right?"
You two, master and disciple, are simply a pair of idiots!
Tongtian Patriarch just has a bold personality, he is not really stupid.

Although he couldn't predict it, he figured out the cause and effect in a few minutes. Even though he figured it out, he couldn't stand Yuanshi Tianzun's mocking look. He clenched his fists in his sleeves. When he found the chance, he would definitely punch Yuanshi in the face.

Yuanshi was contemptuous, Tongtian was angry, and Nuwa was depressed. The three saints had different moods. The little-known Deng Chanyu had no right to speak. Hongjun didn't care about their thoughts at all. He was busy with his own calculations of the outsiders. When he reached the key point, he would ring the Chaos Bell and use the Chaos Bell's ability to suppress space to prevent the outsiders from destroying the foundation of the Honghuang Dao.

He saved himself the trouble. The Chaos Bell became even more broken. It had been repaired by 70% originally, but now the cracks on the surface of the bell began to increase visibly.

If you want to do your work well, you must first sharpen your tools. The importance of a good tool is self-evident. Hongjun can suppress the space by himself. For him, it is just a matter of thought, but a thought is still a thought. At his level, every thought, whether it is good or bad, is an invisible harm to Honghuang. Using tools saves trouble.

(End of this chapter)