The Business Army, Zhou Army, Northern Alliance, and the Han Army who had just arrived on the battlefield didn't know how long Kunpeng had been hiding here.
Deng ChanYu still maintained the posture of drawing a bow and shooting an arrow.
In order to understand where Kunpeng is located, she went to the Fire Cloud Cave specifically and asked FuXi to help her use the river map and luoshu to divination the hiding place of Kunpeng.
In fact, the cause and effect between FuXi and Kunpeng is not small. The fact that Kunpeng deserted the army and betrayed Emperor Jun of Yaojia, stole the river map and luoshu, one by one, even though HONG JUN required that the Fire Cloud Cave should not interfere in Hongwang affairs, under such a big cause, FuXi could still take some action.
Kunpeng wants to take advantage of the edge of the great calamity, only to profit from it without entering, but the heaven and earth will not allow it!
This time, FuXi calculated very accurately, time, location, and height, the river map and luoshu showed it very clearly.
Deng ChanYu, a celestial being who just crawled out of the great toilet of the feudal gods, showed loyalty by kicking Kunpeng, a nearly-saint, back in.
With a celestial being to exchange for a nearly-saint, Hongjun Lao Deng made a big profit.
Kunpeng was extremely angry. With his movements exposed under everyone's gaze, he felt a lingering resentment in his heart that seemed impossible to ease. It was as if he couldn't calm his anger without taking revenge. It took him two breaths to realize that he was affected by the aura of calamity, feeling both hate and fear.
He wasn't clear how his movements had been exposed, but thinking about Deng ChanYu's relationship with Nuwa, WuXian, and FuXi, it wasn't difficult to figure out where he was.
He suppressed the indescribable anger in his heart and held the "Shen Tian Jian" with his right index and middle fingers: "Friend, it's better not to shoot arrows recklessly."
He didn't know that Panhu had chased Deng Chanyu for a stick of incense time ago, and the entanglement of causes and effects led to Nuwa directly intervening. However, he knew the principle well; if he bullied the small with the big, the sages might very well intervene.
Without playing any tricks, the arrow in his hand fell to the ground with lightness. Deng ChanYu waved her hand, bringing the arrow back to her side. Afterwards, she returned both the Qiankun Bow and the arrow to Nezha.
Kunpeng's bony fingers brushed against the Lubaqian Jinbi, and the personal imprint that had been hastily consecrated by Yu Yuan was instantly wiped clean. This top-grade pre-natal spiritual treasure may have many shortcomings, but for Kunpeng who lacked spiritual treasures, it was extremely precious. With the current chaotic situation, it's better to secure it first before considering other things.
The level of tie-up of immortals such as spiritual treasures is too low, but he has been poor in the North Sea for a long time, so he hasn't been choosy. He casually put it away.
Deng Chanyu secretly sighed with regret. The winged immortal still had some effect; she had arrived just a step too late, allowing Kunpeng to take away the Lubaqian Jinbi amidst the chaos.
"It seems that the one hiding in the shadows is Kunpeng, my fellow cultivator. Why haven't you been cultivating in the Temple of Demonic Beings, but have instead made your way to Xīqī? What do you have in mind?"
Seeing Kunpeng appear, Yan Deng finally came out after observing for a long time. His infernal corpse, a hideous and fierce Daoist with a face full of malevolence, transformed into a beam of light along with the prenatal spiritual treasure Qiankun Chizi and returned to his original form.
The Divine Whip had already been returned to Ji Ziya's hand. Although it was Deng Chanyu who did it, he could also be said to have fulfilled his duty to the Great Ancestor of the heavens.
If he had no shame, he could be said to be restraining Kunpeng, giving Deng Chanyu the opportunity to take back the Divine Whip.
Yan Deng has two prenatal spiritual treasures in his hand - the Qiankun Chizi and the Lingshou Guo Deng, one of the Ten Heavenly Lamps. If he stands out, he has two prenatal spiritual treasures on him, and his chance of winning is extremely high.
Only the Lubaqian Jinbi is a great trouble.
Don't worry about what Kunpeng is secretly planning. It's definitely correct to accuse him of causing harm to the Three Realms.
Kunpeng sneered coldly, "You, an old goof who has degraded his status and become a disciple of the Great Ancestor of the heavens. How dare you act up in front of the Great Ancestor?"
Deng ChanYu replied in a strategic retreat, "The elder is one of the thirty thousand guests who listen to the teachings in thePurple Cloud Palace and is a senior among the primordial chaos. The elder sent the Winged Immortal to obstruct my path. What have I done to offend you in the past? I am young and inexperienced, and if I have done anything wrong to offend the elder, please forgive me."
Suddenly, a patch of brilliant rainbow appeared in the sky, flying quickly towards the west.
Along with countless beams of gold light and refreshing fragrance, Jingling Godess arrived in her carriage made of seven scents.
Returning to the Palace of Blue Journey because of matters concerning Queen Jiang, she found that her grandnephew Yu had transformed into a ghost. She hurried back and just heard Deng Chanyu's words.
The elder sister of the Jie School, with a murderous aura, said angrily: "Sister-in-law, why should you feel inferior to yourself? We are the disciples of sages, born noble, and our status is not inferior to this primordial chaos 'elder'. The kind words of the 'elder' should certainly be remembered. However, if we have evil intentions, we should also clear up the chaos for the sake of the sage!"
Deng Chanyu feigned realization: "Sister, what you said is very true."
Jingling Goddess extracted a red-colored pill from Yu Yuan's backpack, handed it to Huang Long and said with a finger snap: "This pill can cure the poison of the Blood-Transforming Sword."
Huang Long, who had been tortured by the blood-bleeding poison wound for nearly a month and had lost a lot of his essence as a dragon race, swallowed the antidote as soon as he could. Less than two breaths later, he saw that the wound had stopped bleeding.
"Thank you, fellow cultivator, for the medicine."
Ju Liugong was also very smart and chanted spells, releasing the Chuanxian Shao from Yu Yuan's body and returning it to him as a beam of gold light.
The Hean Jiao Golden Daoist sighed inwardly, for it took him seven years to refine two ropes, but now there was only one left.
Borrowing two braveries, he dared not go to Kunpeng to ask for it back, but Deng Chanyu gathered enough strength for a common attack on Kunpeng by three factions. He could still beat the drums at the sidelines.
Even a celestial being like Deng ChanYu dared to confront Kunpeng, so as a golden cultivator, he had nothing to be afraid of.
At this moment, he loudly said: "I also want to ask the old ancestor. I don't know why you have been hiding in the shadows and taken away the Lubaqian Jinbi?"
Yan Deng is, after all, an outsider. Jingling Goddess and Ju Liugong have spoken in turn, representing the true intentions of the two sects.
If we fight, that's our own business.
Do you understand that the three religions are one family?
You Kunpeng hiding in the dark and taking advantage is not acceptable, especially when you picked up the treasure now. This is unacceptable.
In a sense, this is the problem with the disciples of the sages, acting foolishly and fighting blindly, only to let outsiders take advantage. This is an embarrassment to the face of the sages.
Jiang Ziya and Wen Zhonggong all looked up at Kunpeng in the sky together.
Deng ChanYu was also watching the demon master in the sky, and her line of sight naturally fell on Jingling Goddess's carriage made of seven scents with a couple of glances.
These days, when talking about chariots, the most revered one is undoubtedly the Nine Dragon Xianging Nian of the Great Ancestor of the heavens, pulled by nine dragons. This represents respect and honor. Sea dragon kings like them are not even qualified to pull a carriage for sages.
The other sages and immortals mostly ride on mounts, such as Taiqing's Qingniu, Tongtian's Kuiniu, and Nuwa's Qingluan.
Yan Deng, this ugly guy, sidesaddles on a Meihua deer.
There are also those who drive their own clouds, such as Luo Yi, Kong Xuan, Zhen Yuanzi, and so on, including Kunpeng in the sky. They don't need mounts because they can move at their own speed and don't have the habit of wandering around aimlessly.
