I have a relic of heaven

Chapter 108 Tushita is right outside, why don’t you go out and take a look?

Hazy, dark, turbulent.

Zhou Mu opened his eyes, there was no sky, no earth, no color, no shape.

All I could see was pitch black.

He tried to look around, but could see nothing. There was nothing under his feet, but he himself did not fall, as if he was standing on solid ground.

“Is this the cave in the plaque?”

Zhou Mu frowned. Where is the remaining soul of his master?
I have made sufficient preparations and even went to the Tushita Palace specifically!

He even wondered, if there really was a remnant soul of his master, or the remnant soul of Taibai Jinxing - could it be led out of this cave inside the plaque?
if it is possible
As his mind was turning over and over, this empty and dark place suddenly became bright with light. The dazzling golden light made Zhou Mu close his eyes unconsciously, and his skin also felt a slight pain.
It seemed that what was shining was not golden light, but thousands and thousands of sharp swords!
He frowned, forced his eyes open, looked against the light, and saw an old man sitting on a high place.
Looking closely, the old man was wearing a star crown, scarlet shoes, and a robe with white cranes and white clouds. He held a jade tablet in one hand and a whisk in the other.

A seven-foot-long sword of heavenly light hangs from his head, with white jade rings and pendants hanging from his head, and his white beard flutters in the wind.

"My name is Chang Geng."

The old man did not open his eyes to look at anyone, but just kept his eyes closed and lowered. When he spoke, thousands of swords rang out, killing sounds were heard, and the murderous intent of the golden weapons was as vast as the sea of smoke.

His expression was calm, as if it had never changed in a thousand years. He looked down from above and spoke in a sonorous voice:

"What's your name, the latecomer?"

"Disciple Zhou Mu, I greet the Grandmaster."

"If you haven't received the inheritance, you can't be called the master."

The old man closed his eyes, and his tone was long and leisurely. To my ears, it sounded like thousands of thunders, or like I could see a battlefield with thousands of troops fighting.

Zhou Mu was so shocked that he felt dizzy and doubtful - the stories from his previous life really couldn't be trusted.
How can this person look like a good guy at all?

A pure Majesty.

After only a moment's hesitation,

Zhou Mu stared at the old and majestic man again, patted his sleeves, and said loudly:

"Eighth rank in the heaven, the God of Fortune and Righteousness."

The old man sitting on it, emitting golden light and accompanied by the sound of weapons and killing, suddenly opened his closed eyes.
Then he saw the young man who had a chance to become the true successor of his lineage.

A three-mountain crown appeared on his head, he was wearing a robe of the god of fortune, a rope made of grains appeared around his waist, dark black shoes appeared under his feet, and a curved wooden staff appeared in his hand.

The young man held the wooden staff in both hands, bowed forward, lowered his head slightly, followed the ancient etiquette, and said in a calm tone:

"Your humble servant Zhou Mu greets the Western Jinde, Taibai Tianhaoxing Lord."

Old man: ???

He almost failed, and managed to keep his expression under control with great difficulty. The corners of his mouth twitched, but his pupils still shrank slightly.

A moment of silence.

Zhou Mu heard the sharp and sonorous voice again:

"How did you get the crown of the earth god and the robe of the god of fortune and justice?"

"Edict from Heaven."

"The Heaven Palace has been destroyed for 100,000 years, and all the immortals and gods no longer exist."

"I am the last immortal official."

As he spoke, Zhou Mu held his staff and stared at the majestic figure shining with golden light:
"I have heard that to obtain the inheritance of the Star Lord, there must be a test. I am willing to give it a try."

The old man's eyelids twitched. Trial?
What a trial!

He wanted to know what this last generation of immortal official was like! !
As his mind wandered, the former great immortal official narrowed his eyes:

"You found the old ruins of the Heavenly Palace and the Book of Conferring Gods and Commanding Immortals?"

Zhou Mu was shocked. He was worthy of being the legendary Great Star God. He could guess everything like this?

He thought about it, nodded, but then shook his head:

"To answer Star Lord's question, to be more precise, I found this humble official in the old ruins of the Heavenly Palace."

The old man stared at Zhou Mu, neither believing nor disbelieving. He just hesitated for a while and finally shook his head:
"The Heavenly Palace was destroyed, but the old ruins are not empty. There will always be an almighty being sitting there. With him, the Heavenly Palace cannot be rebuilt, and there cannot be new immortal officials."

"I think what you said is a lie."

Zhou Mu was stunned and pondered for a moment before he understood the meaning of this horrifying remnant soul.

After the destruction of Heaven, a supreme being still sat there - and that supreme being was inseparable from the destruction of Heaven. That supreme being would not even allow immortal officials to appear again in Heaven?
'Gudong! '

Zhou Mu swallowed his saliva, feeling a chill down his spine. If what the remnant spirit of Taibai Jinxing said was true, then his situation would be...
The old man sighed, shook his head, his eyes slightly cold - it was not a fake coldness, but a genuine disappointment.

"Did my disciple teach you to do this? Or did you use some tricks on your own?"

"Xing Jun, I don't understand what you mean." Zhou Mu frowned. He wanted to become a disciple?

What is that?
Master?

The old man stared at Zhou Mu and said calmly:
"Since you know my name, you must have put in a lot of effort. You also have a great opportunity to find the robes of the true gods. It seems that you know a lot about the ancient heaven."

"Are you trying to use this to trick me into giving you my inheritance?"

"That's it, that's all."

"You should leave now."

The old man waved his hands, seeming a little tired. After all, his character had not changed, or he was too kind. If it were another ancient god, he would probably kill him immediately after being tricked into inheriting the inheritance.

"You don't believe it?"

Zhou Mu was somewhat helpless:

"Xingjun, I am now in the ruins of the old heaven. I am indeed the last immortal official of the last generation, the supreme being you mentioned."

"At least I haven't seen it yet."

"Who are you talking about?"

The old man was slightly angry, and his whole body was filled with golden light. Thousands of swords rang out here, and it seemed as if these invisible thousands of swords were hanging above Zhou Mu's head, making him feel cold all over!

The old man said:

"It is the Lord of the Eight Scenes Palace, the Great Lord of Great Purity and the Great Heavenly Venerable of Morality who resides in the Tushita Palace forever and governs the present world forever!"

He roared, his eyes wide open, his eyes were like two inextinguishable golden lamps, illuminating the dark void!

Zhou Mu was stunned for a moment. Tushita Palace? ?
The old man looked down at Zhou Mu and said in a low voice:
"My child, you have extraordinary luck, but your character is flawed. I will not expel you just like that, but you should wait for another ten years to settle down, and then come back here after ten years."

"Then I'll see if you need to change."

"Back off."

The old man waved his hand, and a strong wind blew up. Zhou Mu was blown back step by step and was about to fall back into the illusory door behind him.

He was dissatisfied. He rarely told the truth, so why didn't he believe it?
Zhou Mu's feet were nailed, and a golden color flowed on his body. The red glow of blood penetrated through his skin, illuminating the surroundings. He blocked the strong wind and did not retreat a single step!

"Xingjun thinks I'm lying?"

"At the level of a Qigong practitioner, he has such a physique? It's quite impressive, but unfortunately, his character is lacking."

Before Zhou Mu could take out a certain plaque, the old man had another thought, and the wind blew up. Zhou Mu could not stand. He stumbled and fell into the door, fell out of the Qitian plaque, and fell back into the Tushita Palace.

He fell to the ground, stunned. Mu was furious.

Don't be afraid of being caught telling lies.

To be honest, no one believes it, but it’s not scary.

But it’s scary that some people believe your lies and no one believes you when you tell the truth!
Zhou Mu communicated with his own 'inner world' through his mind, and the plaque of Tushita Palace fell into his hands. He was furious, looked around, and tried to move the cushion, table, and incense burner again, but failed.

"Why is it so heavy?"

Zhou Mu forced out blood and essence, dripping it on the Qi Tian plaque, and chanted the magic formula again, and the illusory portal opened!

He picked up the long unburned incense stick that was lying horizontally in front of the incense burner.

Dragging the Tushita plaque, he rushed in aggressively, and seeing the old and majestic man half-lying with his legs crossed, he sat up hurriedly.

"【Expel】!"

The old man was really angry this time and even used the [Seventy-two Immortal Arts].

Zhou Mu was quick-witted and quick-handed. He placed the plaque across his chest. Both he and the plaque were forcibly driven away and expelled uncontrollably.

“Call him!!!” The old man’s voice rose eight octaves, and Zhou Mu, who had flown away, flew back.

He was a little unsteady on his feet, his head was dizzy, but he held up the plaque and asked unconvincedly:

"You believe it?"

Taibai Jinxing stood up suddenly and stared at the plaque intently:
"Where did you get it from?"

"It was demolished in Tushita Palace." Zhou Mu said unhappily.

"impossible."

"Impossible?" Zhou Mu's mind moved, he stretched out his hand and pointed, and a long carpet fell out.

Taibai Jinxing widened his eyes:
"These are the twelve mysterious scrolls that I gave to Your Majesty. How did they end up in your hands?"

Now it was Zhou Mu's turn to be stunned. Daoxuan Scroll?
what is that?
Isn't this a carpet?

Wait, have you met the real boss?

His mind was turning over and over, but his hands did not stop, and he immediately took out a teacup.

"Heaven-Swallowing Pot!" the old man exclaimed, "How come this is in your hand?"

Zhou Mu's eyes lit up, and he swallowed the Heaven Pot!

Although I don’t know what it is, it must be a top-notch treasure!

Great, I originally came here to take the trial to obtain the inheritance. I don’t know what the inheritance of this star god is like, but his ability to appraise treasures is first-rate!
"What about this one?"

Zhou Mu offered a long incense stick.

The old man looked somewhat numb:

"Yijizhi Ranxiang, did you really demolish the Tushita Palace??"

Zhou Mu thought about it, and communicated with the black copper order again, and four pieces of tea leaves also emerged.

The old man stretched out his hand and pinched his philtrum, inhaling, exhaling, and inhaling.

"Big Red Spirit Tea. You also demolished the Biyou Palace?"

"That's not the case."

Zhou Mu raised his teacup honestly:

"I drank the tea in this cup, and thought that tea leaves were also good things, so I took them out."

The remaining soul of Taibai Jinxing took a deep breath - although it was useless, it still helped to relieve his emotions well.

He stared intently at the young man named Zhou Mu who called himself the God of Fortune:

"Who are you?"

"Your subordinate, I am Zhou Mu, the eighth rank god of heaven and fortune."

Zhou Mu had no expression on his face:

"If Xingjun still doesn't believe it, why not come out and see for yourself."

He pointed to the illusory portal behind him:
"Outside is the Tushita Palace."

The remnant soul was silent for a while.

"really?"

"really."

The residual soul dressed in the robe of a white crane and white clouds floated over, and with one step it landed, there were the sounds of millions of golden swords, clanging continuously.

He took nine steps in a row, with nine million swords clashing, and he arrived at Zhou Mu's side and stopped in front of the illusory portal.

He spoke with a trembling voice:
"Outside, is this really Tushita Palace? Is this really the Heavenly Palace?"

"Aren't these enough?" Zhou Mu raised the Tushita plaque, teacup, and long incense stick, and kicked the 'Twelve Mysterious Scrolls' that was used as a carpet.

The remaining soul gently stroked the illusory portal and muttered to itself:
"It shouldn't be like this. It shouldn't be like this."

"Tai Shang, why are you not in Tushita Palace?"

"how come?"

"What big incident happened?"

He was so excited that his hands were shaking:
"Since the Supreme is no longer here."

"Can Heaven be rebuilt?"

The remnant soul's eyes were filled with tears. He had feelings for the Heavenly Palace. He had lived there for countless years and almost all of his old friends were also there.

He missed heaven.

He took a deep breath and ignored any risks - if the boy beside him was still lying, this was not the old ruins of the Heavenly Palace.

Once I walk out of the Qitian plaque, without any protection, my remaining soul will be reduced to ashes.

He couldn't care less.

"No need to take the test, just go and receive the inheritance."

After leaving behind a few words, the remnant soul stepped into the illusory portal and began to be sucked out.

Zhou Mu added belatedly:
"You're not entirely right. Every time I go to Tushita Palace, the futon is warm. This time, there's even a cup of tea."

The remaining soul that was sinking into the illusory portal turned back in fear and saw the young man smiling innocently:

"Old Master, he should still be here."

"you"

The remaining soul sank into the illusory portal with a whoosh and disappeared.

(Today is a bit busy, so I will update twice)