Conferred Gods: Start with a Phoenix clone

Chapter 262 Refining the Heaven-Fixing Stone
Deng Chanyu selected some precious materials, and then began to refine the equipment using the local earth fire.

Since she had no magic power at the moment, she could only use manpower. She piled up all kinds of precious materials, and the final furnace was no less than her previous Nine Dragon Divine Furnace.

During the intervals of refining the alchemy furnace, she did not forget the ultimate goal of this trip.

"Where exactly is Pangu Temple?" she asked Wusha, the high priest of the Gonggong tribe.

Wu Sha's smile was sacred: "Father God has always been with us. The land beneath your feet, the land of the Dijiang tribe in the distance, and the land of the Zhurong tribe are actually Pangu Temple."

Seeing that Deng Chanyu didn't believe her, she explained further, "The real Pangu Palace must be in this world, but we haven't seen it for many years."

So a large hall has become a spirit? Can it move around?
After Deng Chanyu prepared to repair the sky, she would go around with Daji. Maybe she could find an opportunity?
"Are you ready?" Deng Chanyu asked Daji.

Daji nodded heavily: "Yes."

In front of the two of them was an alchemy furnace that she named the Nine Palaces Divine Thunder Furnace. The main material was a ray of lightning from the countless seas of clouds in the Pangu world.

Deng Chanyu took some effort to capture the lightning and then integrated it into the alchemy furnace.

She opened the lid of the furnace, and a drop of blood of Hou Tu, the ancestor of witches, floated in it.

Daji nodded, pierced her finger with a dagger, and squeezed out a drop of blood.

Deng Chanyu also squeezed out a drop of blood.

Their blood mixed with Hou Tu's blood, and before Hou Tu's blood could fight back, Deng Chanyu closed the furnace lid and thousands of thunders came down.

Refine!
This time I have to practice for 9981 days!
The fire of civil and military was injected into the alchemy furnace. As Hou Tu's blood essence absorbed the blood of the two people, they felt a connection between themselves and the blood essence of Hou Tu in the furnace.

Daji continued to hone her martial arts and gain combat experience, while Deng Chanyu used Taishang Laojun's method to slowly refine this drop of essence and blood.

Taishang Laojun's method of tempering the civil and martial fires is less efficient, but very stable. Deng Chanyu can do other things while refining the elixir.

She called the brothers Wushan and Wuhai to be fire-fanning boys.

In the process, she imitated the style of Qiankun Ding and made a refining furnace.

Various stones containing historical legends of the Pangu world were thrown into the furnace one by one.

The Gonggong tribe found a large number of witches who were said to have good luck, and Deng Chanyu asked them to bless the refining furnace every morning, noon and evening.

You don't need to cut your wrists, nor do you need to jump in. As long as your heart is sincere, that's enough.

The witches had no idea what to do and didn't know what to do. After three whole days, they didn't manage to refine a single piece of Sky-Repairing Stone.

The old man with a palm-leaf fan whom I met in the first small village, and the muscular old man Wu Zhan came to the Gonggong tribe. The old man slapped the refining furnace hard, and immediately, a brand new sky-repairing stone came out of the furnace.

Deng Chanyu: “???”

How does this work? Don't leave, old man. Clap your hands again!
After repeating the experiment several times, she got a strange answer.

Because she had fought with the old man Wu Zhan, the elder of the Wu clan recognized her strength, so she could devote herself to shooting the refining furnace.

Those witches who were called in did not approve of Deng Chanyu. No matter what she said, even if she said that the Pangu world was about to be destroyed, it would not work!

What stands out is stubbornness!
Deng Chanyu didn't know what to say. I'm here to mend the sky, not to be the Hokage. Why do I need your approval?
She pointed at one at random: "You still want to fight, right? Okay, okay, you think I was scared? It's you, the cross-eyed uncle, you, come out!"

An incense stick later, Deng Chanyu was beaten so hard by the cross-eyed uncle that she began to question her life. She had been strengthened several times since entering the Pangu World, but she still couldn't withstand thirty moves.

This uncle is even more powerful than the old man with the palm-leaf fan. He can be said to have entered the Tao through martial arts.

What the hell are you doing? Is any random person so powerful?

If you can't win, change people. There's no need to fight to the death with one person now.

In the end, she selected more than thirty witches who "identified" with her after being defeated, and used them to refine the Sky-Repairing Stone of Pangu World bit by bit.

More than ten days passed.

Gui Cha's body was transported to the Gonggong tribe.

The Ghost Chariot that once chased Deng Chanyu and Daji to the point where they had no way to go to heaven or enter the earth died again. In the Pangu world, where many witches were of ordinary size, the Ghost Chariot was more than thirty feet long, and its feathers were as strong as steel, which showed its extraordinaryness. The witch warriors attacked it from its original wounds, using various arrows and javelins to kill this guy from a distance.

The nine heads of the ghost car were each the size of a small house, and more than ten of its eyes were blinded, with turbid liquid flowing out of the eye sockets from time to time.

Daji came over and took a look, thought it was a bit ugly, and went back to continue practicing martial arts.

"Great Wusha, I need this fellow's heart blood to smelt the last piece of Heaven-Repairing Stone and use its bones as the support for patching the sky. Please help me."

The Pangu world as a whole is extremely solid and does not need the limbs of the divine Ao for support. However, Deng Chanyu is not very confident in her craftsmanship, so she wants to add an extra insurance.

This is the job of skinning and boning. There is no need to agree with her. All the men, women, young and old of the witch clan will join in the battle. First, they will take out the heart of the ghost car, and then remove the bones bit by bit.

Eighty-one days later.

The drop of blood essence of Hou Tu, the ancestor of witches, was finally refined into a bright red blood pill with fine cloud-shaped lightning patterns on the surface.

Even though the blood pill contained the blood of two people as a guide, the energy in the essence and blood was still too violent.

Hou Tu's character is peaceful compared to the other ancestor witches. She has no choice but to be peaceful because she is surrounded by fighting maniacs and can only force herself to be peaceful. In fact, her blood essence also has the standard characteristics of an ancestor witch, which is thick, violent, and full of energy.

If Deng Chanyu and Daji directly absorbed the essence and blood, there was a high probability that they would turn themselves into a half-witch, half-human state. Their bodies would indeed be greatly strengthened, but the witch clan did not have access to the primordial spirit, so her primordial spirit would be wasted, and her path would be almost completely ruined.

Neither Deng Chanyu nor Daji could choose this path.

The only way is to refine the blood pill and then absorb its essence bit by bit.

At this time, the blood pill was floating in the air, and the two people were sitting on the Qian and Kun positions respectively.

Deng Chanyu had absorbed Zhu Rong's essence and blood and was quite experienced.

She said, "I'll pierce the blood pill in a moment, and the blood we left inside will be forced out. This is a pre-set loophole. I'll hold the Qian position, and you'll guard the Kun position. We can then absorb the energy within the blood pill along this route. But before you can absorb it, you need to build up enough anger."

Daji was stunned: "Angry?"

"Right!" Deng Chanyu clenched her left fist. "We need to have the aura of someone who wants to fight against heaven and earth, to overturn the very sky. I think anger is the closest to that feeling."

Daji said softly, "I just want to go home and plant flowers now."

(End of this chapter)