Marshal Deng of the Conferred God

Chapter 68
The next day, Deng Jiugong led his army back to the camp, and Chongcheng was taken very smoothly, but he could not stay for long.He did not follow the imperial court's order and left his post without authorization. If it was heard by King Zhou, it would be troublesome.

As the marshal of the Western Expedition, his every move has attracted the attention of the court. In this position, he must be considerate in everything and not let the handle fall into the hands of others.

"Marshal, leave Zheng Lun alone in Chongcheng, so you won't be afraid of trouble."

Fa Jie was a little worried. After all, Marshal Deng did not give Zheng Lun a single soldier. If Cui Ying had second thoughts, Zheng Lun might be in danger.

Deng Jiugong said with a smile: "Master, don't forget that Zheng Lun still has three thousand crow soldiers under his command. This strength should not be underestimated. Besides, I believe in Cui Ying's character. A person who can put life and death aside must be a person who speaks for himself." He who has faith!"

There are some words that Deng Jiugong didn't tell Fajie that you must not have the heart to harm others, and you must not have the heart to guard against others.I am far away in Xiqi, and I can't reach Chongcheng. It's hard to say whether Zheng Lun can stabilize the situation alone, so I temporarily gave him the Hunyuan Umbrella. If things change, Chongcheng can be turned upside down.

I hope that Cui Ying will surrender sincerely, and the fat meat of vetoing Chongcheng will be gone.

Hearing this, Fa Jie was relieved and said with a smile: "Yesterday, Zheng Lun released three thousand crow soldiers. The poor monk saw that they were not weak. I didn't expect Zheng Lun to train his soldiers so well that he trained the crow soldiers to be so psychic. Realm, rare, rare!"

Deng Jiugong nodded with a smile, Zheng Lun is a talent, as long as he is given a chance, his achievements in the future will definitely not be inferior to Yang Jian.

……

The haze curls, and the pine trees and cypresses are dense.The haze curls around the door, and the trees and cypresses are green around the house.The bridges step on withered chamomiles, the peaks are surrounded by radishes, the birds carry red cores to the clouds, and the deer trample on the stone moss on the fragrant bushes.In front of the gate, flowers are urged, the wind sends fragrance floating, the green willows on the embankment turn into orioles, and the peaches on the shore turn into pink butterflies.Although it is not a cave, it is better than Langyuan Garden in Penglai.

Ever since Empress Sanxiao left the island, she has never returned, and the fairy scene is still there, but it is quite deserted.

Shen Gongbao took Deng Chanyu around for several days, but couldn't find a suitable place to practice, so he thought of Sanxian Island.

Yun Xiao was crushed on the Qilin Cliff, Qiong Xiao and Bi Xiao died, and Sanxian Island became a land without owners, only a few girls staying behind could do nothing.Shen Gongbao's face was like a city wall, he only told a few girls that he was borrowing for a while, and then he took over the magpie's nest with peace of mind.

The girls didn't dare to complain. After all, Daoist Shen was a man of the same rank as his own mother. If he offended him, he might be expelled from Sanxian Island. It's better to obey him honestly.

"Yu'er, your aptitude is second to none. I didn't expect you to be able to attract the spiritual energy of heaven and earth into your body in just half a month. If you continue to practice at this speed, within a year, you will be able to step into the realm of Sanxian. "

Deng Chanyu smiled, and asked: "Master, when will I reach Yang Chan's realm." This Three Immortals Island is beautiful, with countless immortal grasses and strange flowers, and she immediately fell in love with it.

"Uh……"

This question stopped Shen Gongbao. He pondered for a while, and said, "Yu'er, it's hard to say about cultivation. Cultivation skills, talent and hard work determine future achievements. Yang Chan has practiced with Daoist Yuding for many years. How can it be easy to catch up?" fuck her."

Yang Chan's aptitude is slightly better than her own disciple's. If the two continue to practice in accordance with the rules, it will be difficult for Deng Chanyu to catch up in her entire life.

Deng Chanyu thought about it too. Immortal cultivation is often counted as one Jiazi. If it is so easy, wouldn't there be as many immortals in this world as crucian carp crossing the river, and my father would not lament that cultivation is more difficult than going to the blue sky.

Since the improvement of the realm is an extremely slow process, can the gap between himself and Yang Chan be narrowed by relying on the magic weapon? The five-light stone gave Deng Chanyu a lot of confidence.

Thinking of the magic weapon, Deng Chanyu's eyes lit up, she took something out of her sleeve, and asked Shen Gongbao: "Master, I can drive spiritual power, why can't I use this magic weapon."

Shen Gongbao curiously picked up the red silk and looked at it, and suddenly turned pale with shock: "Isn't this Huntian Ling? How could it be in your hands?" .

Huntian Ling is Nezha's magic weapon, and it was this magic weapon that caused Nezha's troubles in the sea. Shen Gongbao was born in education and has extraordinary knowledge, so he naturally recognized this thing.

Deng Chanyu didn't know why her master had such a big reaction, and replied: "Tu Xingsun captured Nezha on the battlefield, and his magic weapon fell into my father's hands. This Hun Tian Ling was given to me by my father."

Shen Gongbao groaned secretly, and said in a muffled voice, "Your Daoist Deng didn't mention a single word about this matter."

If he had known that Deng Chanyu had Huntianling in his hands, Shen Gongbao would not have considered taking her as his apprentice no matter how talented she was.He dared to fight against Jiang Ziya, but he didn't have the guts to fight against the Twelve Golden Immortals.

Just a single Antarctic fairy with a little tricks, I can't stand it, not to mention the mainstay of the Twelve Golden Immortals, all of whom have cultivated Taoism for tens of thousands of years, and their methods and abilities are far superior to their own.

Deng Chanyu was smart, and asked tentatively: "Master, what's wrong with you, but this magic weapon of my disciple has brought you trouble." Strictly speaking, Nezha is still Master's nephew.

Shen Gongbao sighed, and said: "Yu'er, this Huntian Ling is Nezha's magic weapon for becoming famous. If you keep it as your own, you don't have to worry about karma." It's fine if it's someone else's magic weapon, but Nezha is Taiyi Daoist's disciple, Daoist Taiyi is narrow-minded and mean-spirited, if he knows that Nezha's magic weapon fell into the hands of his disciple, he will take the opportunity to humiliate himself, and then take it back to Huntianling.

Deng Chanyu smiled and said: "Master's words are wrong. The origin of this magic weapon is clear. I will not steal it, and I will not steal it. It is a spoil from Nezha. I use it with peace of mind. If there is a karma, it will be my fate!" "

Father repeatedly beheaded and killed the disciples of Chanjiao on the battlefield, not for nothing, it can be seen that the theory of karma and calamity is really a figment of the wind, something mysterious and mysterious, how can we believe it at all.

Shen Gongbao glanced at her in surprise, and said with a wry smile, "You're really thinking about it."

Deng Chanyu said: "Master, it's not that the disciples are open minded, but that the master takes it too seriously. My father said that too many thoughts in one's mind are not good for practice. A person who practiced should jump out of the world of mortals and act rashly without restraint. Otherwise, how is it different from ordinary people who are mediocre in the world."

Shen Gongbao was surprised and said: "Your statement is really novel, that's all, since this magic weapon has fallen into your hands, it is also because of your predestined relationship, if someone comes to ask the crime, I will bear it for the master."

Deng Chanyu was a little surprised, she had been with her master for more than half a month, and she still knew a little about this master. Although she appeared to be unrestrained and free-spirited, daring to do something, she was a little hesitant in her heart, not decisive enough to act, and she was even better than her father in terms of killing. Not far.

He is a bit cowardly and can say such a thing, which shows that he really regards himself as a disciple and maintains it in his heart.

"Master, one person does things and one person is responsible. If Nezha's master and disciple come to ask for it, you will hand over the disciple. If you want to kill or cut it up, let them dispose of it. The disciple is not afraid!"

Deng Chanyu was influenced by Deng Jiugong since she was a child, and her personality is similar to that of a boy. She has been fighting the enemy all these years, and she has long since ignored her own death. She has troubled her master for her own affairs. How can she be a disciple.

Shen Gongbao was shocked when he heard the words, for a woman to be so courageous, compared with her, he was a bit inferior as a master after all.

(End of this chapter)