I'm in heaven, I just want to work overtime.

Chapter 98 Deducing the Saint
  Chaoge, Guoshifu.

"I don't know what you call your friend?" Xia Yi asked

Sitting opposite him was a tall young man with an aloof expression and colorful rays of light in his eyes.

It was the colorful peacock that sang before.

"Kong Xuan!"

After the young man uttered two words, he stopped talking and seemed to be a little disdainful.

"The first person among saints, he truly deserves his reputation."

Xia Yi praised.

This is the son of Yuan Feng, the first peacock in the world.

Unlike the Zulong clan, the Yuanfeng clan has few offspring, and a phoenix often only gives birth to one offspring in its lifetime.

"You actually know me?"

Kong Xuan glanced at the immortal monk in front of him in surprise.

He has been living in seclusion since the war between the three clans, so except for a few powerful men born from chaos, very few people know of his existence.

"I also know that the five-color divine light can be used for everything and is invincible to the saints!" Xia Yi smiled faintly.

"who are you?"

Kong Xuan drank softly and his eyes flashed.

Since his birth, his five-color divine light has never appeared in the world.

"I'm just a straggler from the Daoist Heaven Realm!"

Xia Yi continued: "The Feng Clan and the Dragon Clan are about to pay off their sins because of the karma of the Dragon and Han Dynasty. One is the immortal mountain, and the other is the sea reclamation eye. However, because the Dragon Clan has many descendants and can make clouds and rain, they are almost ready to pay off their sins. On the other hand, The Feng Clan has a small population, and its destiny is connected with the Great Shang. Once the Great Shang is destroyed, the Feng Clan will also be in danger of being exterminated!"

Kong Xuan's face was ashen.

The situation of the Phoenix Clan is ten thousand times more miserable than that of the Dragon Clan.

Today, there are less than a hundred phoenixes left in the Immortal Mountain.

If the Great Shang is destroyed, then the Feng Clan will also suffer a backlash of luck, and may be in danger of annihilation.

So after receiving the sacrifice from Dashang, he, the clan leader, decided to go out and assist Dashang.

Although he also knows that human nature is fickle and there is no eternal dynasty.

But he had no choice.

"I want to see what you can do if you pretend to be a god or a ghost!"

Kong Xuan snorted coldly, and transformed into a big hand made of colorful clouds, trying to hold the Celestial Master opposite him in his hand.

Xia Yi smiled faintly and manifested the spirit of merit and virtue. Billions of golden lights shined brightly, and all the rhymes flowed.

"The soul composed of merits and virtues... how is that possible!"

Kong Xuan was shocked beyond measure.

As the leader of the Phoenix Clan, he knows how difficult it is to obtain merit.

When assisting the Shang Dynasty to destroy Xia, the human merits gained by the Feng clan may not be as much as those of the immortals in front of them.

If it is crushed to death, then the Phoenix clan's karma will immediately fall, and the clan's destruction is inevitable.

Being able to escape with one or two clan members is already a blessing from Yuan Feng.

"You don't need to know the origin of Pindao, as long as you know that I can save the Phoenix Clan!" Xia Yi said.

Kong Xuan said in a deep voice: "How to save?"

"Join Jiejiao!"

Xia Yi said straightforwardly.

Kong Xuan remained silent.

As a quasi-sage, he has the pride of a quasi-sage.

Naturally, he is unwilling to join the saint sect.

After all, at his level, he has already walked his own path, and the help a saint can provide is very limited.

For example, Zhen Yuanzi and Ming Heliu all have their own sect. Even if they meet a saint, they still call themselves Taoist friends. How can they descend to become his disciples?

"If fellow Taoist fellow Taoist don't listen to my advice, I'm afraid you'll end up in a terrible situation!"

Xia Yi sighed.

Kong Xuan seemed a little unconvinced and said, "My fellow Taoist, you may not be exaggerating!"

Xia Yi said: "Forget it, Pindao will deduce it for fellow Taoist Kong Xuan."

"Deduce..."

Kong Xuan couldn't help but feel a sense of absurdity. A heavenly being wanted to deduce the secret of heaven for a quasi-sage!
  How absurd this is.

However, looking at the golden soul made of the other party's merits, he did not sneer.

Xia Yi took out a piece of money, which was in the shape of a copper coin with a round square hole, with wings on the left and right sides, and the inscription of Heavenly Dao looming on it. "This is... the best innate spiritual treasure?"

Kong Xuan was shocked.

The Feng clan has been able to survive from the dawn of time to the present, largely because of Yuan Feng's top-quality innate spiritual treasure, the Hunyuan Phoenix Bell, which suppresses the clan's luck.

The money in front of me is no weaker than the Hunyuan Phoenix Bell.

Are the best innate spiritual treasures so worthless now?
  How come you can even possess an immortal at will?

In addition to being able to drop any magic weapon under the innate treasure, falling treasure money can also calculate the mysteries of heaven.

Of course, you also need to pay the price of merit and luck.

After all, it is the first coin in the world. The money and goods must be paid in full, and there will be no credit.

Under Xia Yi's urging, Luobao Money emitted golden light and floated in the air.

In mid-air, a picture appeared.

A peacock among them made a shrill cry.

There was a Taoist sitting above him, his face could not be seen clearly, it was hazy, but it gave people endless majesty.

The Taoist priest seemed to have noticed someone peeping at him, and looked over across the long river of time and space.

Suddenly, an unspeakable pressure came on Kong Xuan and Xia Yi.

Kong Xuan's body was shrouded in five colors of light, isolating that gaze.

Beyond the thirty-third sky, there is the Samsung Cave.

Taoist Zhunti sat on the lotus platform and let out a light sigh. He noticed that someone seemed to be deducing himself.

"Could it be Sanqing?"

He was a little confused.

Those who can deduce saints are naturally saints.

Zhunti Taoist wanted to deduce it, but the heavenly secrets were so chaotic that he couldn't figure it out at all.

"The great calamity is coming. This is my opportunity to prosper the West. I have to go to my senior brother to discuss it."

Zhunti Taoist's heart moved and he was ready to go to the Western Paradise.

On the other side, Kong Xuan was shocked beyond measure:
  "The one just now was a saint..."

Knowing that saints have been guarding for a long time, who dares to deduce saints?
  Isn't this seeking death?

Who can withstand the backlash from the saint?

Even a quasi-sage doesn't have the guts.

"Fellow Taoist, it seems you are in danger of being ridden!" Xia Yi smiled.

With the "no taboos" promised by the system, he is naturally not afraid of the prying eyes from the saints.

As for the backlash.

I just spent about a million merit points.

It's only half a year's salary for the national master's clone, which is still affordable.

Kong Xuan had no words, and there were only a few saints in the ancient world.

Sanqing had a high self-esteem and could not possibly humiliate Yuanfeng's son.

The rest are easy to guess, they must be the two from the West.

"Whether it's a saint's disciple or a saint's mount, it all depends on how you decide!" Xia Yi smiled.

Kong Xuan didn't have much doubt about the derivation result. After all, it was deduced using the best innate spiritual treasure.

Moreover, the saint’s gaze just now cannot be faked.

Kong Xuan already had the answer at this time.

He would naturally be happy to serve as a mount for Dao Ancestor Hongjun.

Even more honored.

If it is used as a mount for the Supreme Saint, it is actually acceptable.

As for Yuanshi Tianzun and Tongtian Cult Master, although they are unwilling to do so, there is nothing they can do about it.

But those two in the West.

As the son of Yuan Feng and a leader among quasi-sages, he would rather die than be humiliated!

"Fellow Taoist, I know what to do!"

Kong Xuan nodded.

Compared to being reduced to a mount, it seems that it is not unacceptable to be a second-generation disciple of Jiejiao.

(End of this chapter)