Conferred Gods: Start with a Phoenix clone

Chapter 991 The Second Stage of Extracting Hongmeng Purple Qi

Regarding the matter of the Liang Yi Micro Dust Formation, Deng Chanyu's explanation was that Daji was pregnant and now it had reached a critical moment. She was extremely worried and couldn't sleep. In order to prevent any accidents, she set up the formation.

In fact, she extracted the Hongmeng purple energy from Hongyun's remnant soul and reached the second stage.

The first stage is almost semi-automatic. Spiritual objects of this level have the characteristic of automatic gathering. As long as she lets Hongyun's remnant soul absorb some natural treasures from time to time and let the two compete in spirituality, at this time, the Hongmeng purple energy is strong and the remnant soul is weak, the former will automatically separate from the remnant soul.

The second stage is the process of actually taking out the Hongmeng purple energy from the Hongyun remnant soul and absorbing it into one's own primordial spirit bit by bit.

The third stage is to truly integrate, connect and understand the Hongmeng Purple Qi.

Deng Chanyu sat cross-legged on the saint's cushion given by Nuwa, and from time to time turned the Chaos Bell beside her, using the Chaos Bell's characteristics of suppressing space and imprisoning time to wear away the spirituality of the residual soul, and keep that wisp of Hongmeng purple energy in a suppressed state at all times.

This thing is called "purple air" and it looks like a misty, cloud-like gas. Its actual essence is a bit like the authority of a saint to control the world. To put it more ethereally, this is the origin of the creation of all things and the true foundation of the Tao.

Deng Chanyu had seen the real Taoist world and stayed there for a long time. That experience was of great help to her in absorbing the Hongmeng purple energy in front of her.

Is there any connection between the foundation of the Great Dao and her Sound of the Great Dao? At present, she has not seen any connection. She can only say that the Sound of the Great Dao is an invisible tangible thing, while the Hongmeng Purple Qi is a tangible intangible thing.

Deng Chanyu was working hard to peel off the Hongmeng purple energy. Daji's belly was gradually showing. After all, she grew up under the influence of traditional female concepts, and her own values ​​were fixed. She did not have the courage of the women of the Wu clan who could chop people with an axe even when her amniotic fluid broke while she was pregnant.

When she had nothing to do, she would lazily read books and practice calligraphy to relieve the boredom of her pregnancy.

It is difficult to explain this kind of boredom in a few words. It is basically caused by a combination of low mood, tension, anxiety and various physical discomforts.

Seeing that she had some tendency to develop Jade Syndrome, Deng Chanyu did not fight with Hongyun's remnant soul every day. From time to time, she would accompany her for a walk around Mount Emei to relax.

"Come, listen, this voice is from thousands of years ago."

Seeing that she was about to ring the bell, Daji quickly stopped her, with a slight smile on her lips: "Don't ring that broken bell of yours. It's annoying to ring it every day!"

The two iron-eating beasts at the Earthly Immortal Realm also nodded. "This thing keeps knocking for no reason. It's really disturbing our sleep. Do you know how important our sleep is?" "Bad guy!"
Deng Chanyu quickly admitted defeat and said, "I'm sorry, I was wrong!"
When Daji snorted and turned back, she kicked the two iron-eating beasts twice. What does it have to do with you? You don't accept it, right?

Deng Chanyu helped Daji, who looked like an old queen, take a walk. Actually, Daji now has no problem riding a horse or shooting arrows. Yesterday, she even saw Daji secretly eating fruit in the kitchen.

It is definitely something that cannot be said, and there is no reason to talk about it at this time. The main thing is to accompany you patiently.

"What do you think the child's surname will be?" While strolling, Daji suddenly had a sudden idea and asked with anticipation.

Deng Chanyu was still pondering the matter of Hongmeng Purple Qi, and said casually: "Whatever."

Daji grumbled, "Fine, then I'll just be called Wang!"

Deng Chanyu was at a loss for words. "Come on, where did this Wang come from? Is there anyone with the last name Wang within a hundred miles of Mount Emei?"

It really doesn’t matter whose surname you take. From the surname, it quickly extends to the name.

Not wanting Daji to take the initiative, Deng Chanyu spoke first, "Don't worry about the name yet, let's pick a nickname first." Daji thought carefully for a moment: "What's a good name? It can't be Chaos Bell, right?"

Deng Chanyu looked speechless. After all this talk, you still have something against me ringing the bell?
Daji smiled coquettishly: "I'm just teasing you. You're the second child and I'm the third. How about we call the child 'Xiaowu'?"

Deng Chanyu: "Then, should the next child's child be called Xiao Shi? That's so perfunctory."

In order to show her maternal love, Daji wanted to sew clothes for the unborn baby, small clothes and small shoes. It was a good idea and it took a while to prepare. The fabric was ready, the needle and thread were ready, the scissors were ready, and then Daji found out that she didn't know how to do needlework at all.

Before she began, she thought, "Haven't you ever eaten pork, or seen a pig run?" "Wouldn't it be easier if I just thought about it?" The truth was, this technique wasn't something she could just imagine. She'd used a lot of moiré and snake thread. The once flawless white fabric, which even reflected the moonlight, had been sewed with a thick layer of fine thread here and there, stiffening the delicate fabric. Now it was barely enough to make a handkerchief.

“Hahahaha——” Deng Chanyu couldn’t stop laughing.

When Daji asked her to sew, she was also dumbfounded.

She wasn't as addicted to being a weakling as Daji. She just couldn't do this. She shook her head repeatedly: "I was born into a military family. I rode a horse at the age of five, practiced archery at the age of six, and started throwing stones at the age of eight. How could I know this?"

Daji retorted angrily: "I'm not from a military family, am I?"

The plan to sew clothes for the baby could not be stopped, so they found two maids, Hongxiao and Ping'er. The two maids had the skill, but their magic power was insufficient to sew spiritual materials of this level. If they used ordinary things, Daji would feel sorry for the baby. We have it, so if we want to use something, we should use the best.

In desperation, Deng Chanyu could only extend her evil hands to Sanxian Island.

The three fairies on Sanxian Island don’t have this skill, but they know Tai Chi.

"Let Xiao Qingluan help you."

"Let Xiao Honghu help you."

"Let Xiao Hualing help you."

Yunxiao, Qiongxiao, and Bixiao all recommended their mounts to be tailors. Deng Chanyu opened the formation and let the three big lolis, who had just returned to Sanxian Island two days ago, in to work again.

After hearing their request, the three older Lolita girls looked embarrassed. Little Qingluan looked up and asked, "Little Master, we don't know how to sew clothes either."

We are still children, how did we fall to the point where we have to sew clothes for our children?

Deng Chanyu just pointed in the direction of Sanxian Island. You don’t want to embarrass your hostess, do you?

The three little guys immediately admitted defeat and said, "Okay, let's learn and practice slowly."

"I need a few more cribs, and I'd also like some toys. They shouldn't have sharp edges, and they'd be made of wood, so they won't break when dropped."

She blabbered on and on about a bunch of requests, which formed a long list in the eyes of the three big lolis.

(End of this chapter)