I have a relic of heaven

Chapter 140 The True King Arrives, Marshal of Huaguo Mountain
"Why do you ask that?"

The old human frowned and looked around, his heart trembling.

The old dragon sighed softly:
"I can't figure it out. If he is really the legendary [Emperor of Heaven], why do we need to summon the spirit of Buddhism at this node?"

A faint ray of [Nine Nether Candlelight] flowed in his chest. In the main room far away, Zhou Mu sat up straight in the surprised gaze of the old man.

The human elder pondered for a moment and shook his head:

"I actually asked my parents about this matter, and the answer I got was..."

"Don't ask if you shouldn't ask."

After a pause, the human elder continued:

"This kind of thing is not something you and I can explore, but no matter what, whether it is the [Emperor of Heaven] or not, we can be sure that he is an unimaginable great figure."

"That tiny bit of gift from existence is enough for you and me to stand above all others."

"Being given the opportunity to perform the Great Sacrifice is the best chance for you and me."

"If the great powers had not attracted much attention, it would have been difficult for them to hide and preside over the grand ceremony. If it had not been for the presence of Zhulong himself, the human and demon immortals who were in charge would have been forced to leave."

"This kind of opportunity is not for you and me."

Hearing this, the old dragon nodded silently, staring at the dark blood in the exquisite box, slightly absent-minded.

“I still can’t imagine it.”

After a long while, he exhaled softly:

"Zhulong said he will leave soon, but the exact time is hard to determine. I hope he can leave before the grand ceremony."

The old man nodded slightly:
"Well, there are still nearly three months left in the scheduled time, so it should be fine. The other four nodes should all be smooth, and we can't make any mistakes."

After a pause, he continued to warn:

"You must keep a low profile recently. I'm afraid the envoy from your Southern Dynasty Imperial City will be arriving soon. I also need to leave temporarily. I will come back after Zhulong and the envoy leave."

"I see."

The old dragon said calmly:
“I hope there won’t be any more accidents next time.”

………………

Main room.

Through the light of the Nine Nether Candle left by the previous bombardment of the old dragon, Zhou Mu saw the palace, heard a conversation, saw an old human being, and also saw
That exquisite box.

The dark bloodstains in the box, as well as the darker black tide that was faintly visible in the blood, were all clearly visible.

“It is really Him.”

Zhou Mu felt a chill in his heart. He had seen that streak of blood before, on the jade ruyi of a middle-aged Taoist priest. That was the [Blood of the Emperor of Heaven].

Before and after the association, the conversation between the middle-aged Taoist and the [Emperor of Heaven], and the words that the young Taoist wants to pass on.
Zhou Mu was terrified.

He is the son of the Emperor of Heaven.

It's the Emperor of Heaven.

He ignored the old man's confused look, his expression extremely solemn and ugly, he closed his eyes, sat cross-legged, communicated with the memory fragments deep in his mind, and descended into it.

But no matter how Zhou Mu called out in his heart, no matter how he waited,
The middle-aged Taoist priest did not show up.

Even Zhou Mu tried to curse Yuan Shi, but it was useless.

No Yuanshi is seen.

He was a little discouraged, and separated from the memory fragment, his mind silently playing with the half of the [Kunlun Decree] deep in his spiritual world, a little dazed.

How could it be such a coincidence? ?
God Emperor.
Zhou Mu thought of what the [Emperor of Heaven] had said.

"I will remember you."

"I will find you."

After a long while, Zhou Mu opened his eyes, exhaled, and stared at the old man:

"Senior, is it difficult for you to destroy Tianjiao City?"

The old man was stunned:
"How can I, an immortal, destroy Tianjiao City?"

Zhou Mu was speechless and asked in a different way:
"If, I mean if, if you were the True King, would it be difficult to destroy this Tianjiao City?"

The old man was stunned again, laughed twice, then said seriously:

"If I were the true king, would it be easy or difficult to destroy this city?"

Zhou Mu was puzzled:

"Why?"

Zhou Dafa shook his head and answered:
"Not to mention that you are here, the eyes of the world are all here - if I were the true king of the human race, I would destroy a demon city openly in the heart of this demon dynasty."

"I'm afraid I'll have to stay here too."

After a pause, he continued:

"If I were a True King of the human race, it would be fine if I could display my celestial or even immortal realm cultivation, and I could be explained as your follower. But being a powerful being, or even a True King? This is not normal."

"If I exert my power to that extent, I won't be able to conceal the true nature of my power. It will be discovered that I am a human. After all, I don't have 72 transformations."

Hearing this, Zhou Mu frowned tightly.

The old man asked softly:

"What happened?"

Zhou Mu pursed his lips:

"I can't explain it, but I won't let the grand ceremony in the demon city go on no matter what."

As he spoke, Zhou Mu's eyes were deep. If it was some other terrifying existence, it would be fine.

Emperor of Heaven?

That won't work.

He threatened me.

The hatred has also been formed.

Then, I will stop him from doing anything I can.

The old man frowned slightly:

"This isn't difficult. I can show you that I have a secret treasure that can unleash the power of the fairyland. Can't I just kill that old dragon?"

Zhou Mu shook his head:

"It's useless. There are people behind the old dragon. If we kill one, there will naturally be another one. Even..."

After thinking for a while, he revealed:
"I just saw the conversation between the old dragon and a human being. There is at least a powerful being behind them. The great sacrifice they want to perform involves a supreme being from the ancient times."

The old man's expression changed.

"The Most High? Who?"

Zhou Mu shook his head:

"I do not know."

He couldn't say the name of [Emperor of Heaven], as that would not explain why he wanted to obstruct it.

"This is troublesome. It also involves the powerful humans?" The old man paced back and forth, his expression becoming extremely serious.

Zhou Mu narrowed his eyes, his mind turning over and over again:
"I'm afraid Nanchao doesn't know about this. I heard Lao Jiao talking about similar places where grand sacrifices are to be performed. There are four other places, which he calls [Nodes]."

As he spoke, Zhou Mu's mind became active:
"Maybe I don't need to stop it myself. I can tell Nan Chao about this?" The old man was stunned.

Then, Zhou Mu shook his head:

“No, I’m not sure whether the Southern Dynasty really doesn’t know about it, and whether the Southern Demon King really has no involvement in it.”

He closed his eyes and pondered for a long time. He thought of the corpse of the dragon and python left on the side of Tietou Mountain, his own incense-burning divine body, and the old dragon.

"There is."

Zhou Mu opened his eyes, his gaze sparkling:
"Senior, can you go back to Tietou Mountain quietly?"

"Of course, what do you want me to do?" the old man asked doubtfully.

"Ten days - no, one month. After one month, I will transform into the body of Zhulong and establish Tietou Mountain as Zhongshan Mountain."

Zhou Mu said carefully:
"By that time, Zhongshan will become the focus and it will be difficult for people there to leave - let Wang Tietou and his men stay away from Tietou Mountain within a month, and the villagers can stay."

The old man understood, nodded slightly, and said:

"So what are you going to do about this grand festival in the city?"

"I have a rough idea in mind."

Zhou Mu said calmly:
"But I'm not sure whether to implement it yet. I need time and wait for a reply."

"Reply?" The old man was confused and Zhou Mu did not continue to explain.

He needed to verify and know whether the [Emperor of Heaven] could see through the affairs of the human world.

if it is possible.

You can't do anything and shouldn't do anything.

if not
Zhou Mu's expression gradually became solemn.

………………

Next five days.

For three meals a day, Zhou Mu overate, eating only the most precious ingredients. After meals, he would often have a bowl of stir-fried vegetables and warm wine made by Sister Bai.

Of course, as a violent Zhulong, he has killed many monsters in the past few days.

The total number of merits has exceeded 2,000.

This was under the premise that Zhou Mu had spent 300 merits and changed the Great Enlightenment Arena three times.

Open your eyes, and a light will flash.

"I have achieved enlightenment three times, and have achieved the minor accomplishments of shrinking the earth into an inch and swallowing a sword. This can be considered as the entry level."

Zhou Mu let out a light breath, his mind turned, and the old man quietly escaped back to Tietou Mountain. The main room was covered by the magical power of Zhulong, so there was no need to worry about being discovered by outsiders.

He silently practiced the [Sword Swallowing Magic] and, according to the magic, gathered his vital energy and transformed it into a crude, blurry flying knife.

He opened his mouth and the flying knife disappeared into his mouth.

"The next step is to nurture it. During this period, you need to find some treasures and integrate them into it."

Zhou Mu looked happy:

"It is hard to find Qi Realm magic tools and immortality tools, but when I enter the Heaven Realm in the future, I can use [Swallow the Knife] to refine Heaven Realm magic tools into flying knives."

The smile on his face grew wider.

In the Heavenly Palace Treasury, the price of a low-grade celestial realm magic weapon is only five merit points.

My current skills can be exchanged for more than two hundred heavenly magic weapons.

And by the time I truly enter the Heavenly Realm, my own merit points will probably far exceed two thousand, and I may even have been promoted to the seventh level!

At that time, the thing he lacked the most was magic weapons, and this sword-swallowing magic technique might usher in a surge in popularity.

"That's all for the future."

He shook his head and practiced silently for a while. After entering the Yuanshi Yin-Yang Sutra, his internal orifices could continuously take on the appearance of a middle-aged Taoist priest. He could control the acquired Yin-Yang energy and see all causes and effects.

"According to the Yuanshi Yin-Yang Sutra, the small completion of this scripture is the real beginning and can be condensed."

"[Primordial Dharma Image]."

"I don't know what use it is."

"Zhulong's talent is indeed extraordinary. His progress in the Eight-Nine Mysterious Skills is extraordinary, and his third transformation is close to minor success."

While Zhou Mu was practicing, he was silently sorting out his thoughts:

"There are still more than two months left before the Phoenix Blood Essence can be completely refined and integrated into my blood. What will happen to me then?"

He smiled, this was the blood essence given to him by the Ancestral Phoenix himself!
Zhou Mu had a premonition that his abilities were about to experience a surge, and his Fuyao Kung Fu was about to enter the fourth level.
The third level of Xuan Gong is about to be completed.

The blood essence of the ancestor phoenix will also be obtained.

It was just these two or three months.

But before that, the so-called Great Festival.
Zhou Mu's expression turned cold again. In the past few days, he had seen the middle-aged Taoist priest once in his memory.
Tell the middle-aged Taoist priest everything that happened here.

But unfortunately, the senior only clearly stated that the [Emperor of Heaven] absolutely could not see through what was happening in the 'current' universe, so he could act with peace of mind.

"Sanqing, I'm afraid something has gone wrong."

Zhou Mu recalled that the young Taoist needed him to pass on a message to Senior Yuanshi, and also recalled the scene when Senior Yuanshi sighed and shook his head after learning about the grand sacrifice.

Senior Yuanshi said that He was also unable to interfere with the 'current' universe and could not take direct action.

“Perhaps, you can tell this matter to the Supreme and see if he is willing to intervene.” These were the original words of Senior Yuanshi.

But the problem is
Zhou Mu smiled bitterly. How could he see [Tai Shang]?
He sighed softly and continued to practice with peace of mind.

Three days later, the old man came back.

Five days later, Zhou Mu had a hearty meal and felt sleepy. Just when he felt he was about to fall asleep, there was a violent knock on the door of the main room.

He no longer felt sleepy and opened the door angrily.

It’s an old dragon.

"grown ups."

The old dragon performed the ceremony respectfully:

"An envoy from His Majesty the Demon King has come from the Imperial City and would like to see you."

Zhou Mu's expression calmed down a little. The little old man wearing a bronze mask came over and stood behind him with his head slightly lowered, just like a real servant.

"messenger?"

Zhou Mu's heart moved:
"Which celestial demon or demon fairy is it?"

The old dragon lowered his head and said softly:

"He is the illustrious true king of our dynasty. He once dominated the ancient times and his name spread throughout the ancient times."

Zhou Mu's pupils shrank sharply, and the expression under the old man's mask also changed.

He couldn't help but ask:
"The True King of the Ancient Times? Who is this illustrious figure?"

A trace of bitterness flashed across the old dragon's face, but he continued respectfully:

"It's not clear whether Xiao Jiao knows it or not."

"All I know is that the envoy was once a marshal of the demon clan's holy land, [Mount Huaguo] in the ancient times."

Zhou Mu was stunned and looked over subconsciously, and saw an old monkey in armor standing outside the palace.

(End of this chapter)