I have a relic of heaven

Chapter 256 The Emperor has issued a decree that the Buddha should pass away
"You are Bajie, then who is he?"

A light sound echoed at the top of Kunlun Ruins. Two nine-toothed rakes reached from heaven to earth. One stirred up the rolling fairy mist, and the other reflected the vastness of the Milky Way.

The Pig-Headed Buddha stands at the pinnacle of the divine level, is close to Dalā, and can be revered as the Great Divine.
Although the little suckling pig's mind was confused and he was seriously injured, and even when he was intact, he was just an ordinary god, but with the [Nine-toothed Rake] in his hand, he was comparable to a great god.

At this moment, the two great gods were fighting each other. The sky was dim and bright. The Heavenly Buddha, Golden Crow Demon Saint and others on the top of the mountain, along with the kings, were all retreating.

To be precise, they are all just eating melons.

"The grand opening show." An old demon king exclaimed, "When I was young, I saw two great saints fighting from the ground to the underground, and from the underground to the sky. It was hard to tell the real great saint from the fake one, the immortal or the Buddha!"

He stared at the nine-toothed rakes colliding and shattering the sky, his eyes sparkling:
"I never thought that today, after so many years, I could still see a real and fake Zhu Bajie!"

The words of the Great Demon King were not loud, but all the creatures present could hear them. Their reactions varied, some were curious, some were stunned, and some were terrified.

Shrouded in a light mist, the right hand in the crowd frowned tightly, looked sideways and asked softly:
"I guess that little suckling pig is probably the real Bajie, because the Pig-headed Buddha is too powerful, almost Daluo - this is very unreasonable, and Zhu Bajie is incapable of doing this."

After a pause, his eyes darkened slightly:
"Then the question is, why would the real Zhu Bajie follow the scribe?"

"I don't know."

Li Jing shook his head, thinking:
"But His Majesty must know about this. Perhaps this is one of the reasons why His Majesty chose the Scribe as the chief priest and seal bearer? This Scribe is too mysterious. I can't see through him at all."

"The key is"

He looked shocked:
"Under the Southern Dynasty's imperial capital, the one being suppressed is that monkey?"

He pursed his lips with his right hand, his face in the mist showed a solemn expression, and he murmured:
"I understand. This is the 'secret order' from His Majesty to the clerk. This involves the struggle between the Supreme Beings. It is the struggle between His Majesty and the Supreme Being behind the Southern Dynasty!"

As they were talking, the two pigs in the sky were already fighting each other to a standstill. One had an unfathomable level of cultivation, close to Daluo, and the other held a genuine nine-toothed rake.
In other words, the [Shangbao Qinjinba] was molded by the Supreme, and the Emperor of Heaven, the Twenty-Eight Constellations, the Six Dings and Six Jias personally cast its shape. It is a top-notch ancestral artifact, even close to the level of a supreme treasure.

At this moment, the simple and even funny-looking little pig, holding a rake, actually had some of the demeanor of a former heavenly marshal.
As the rake was swung, the virtual scene of the Milky Way appeared, accompanied by the infinite and heavy energy of the moon, which made the Pig-Headed Buddha retreat step by step!

"Your grandma has legs!"

The piglet raked the Buddha and yelled:
"You dare to impersonate me, the Marshal. Who on earth are you? You are so bold!"

The Pig-headed Buddha had a gloomy face, and no one knew what he was thinking about. A nine-toothed rake made of some unknown treasure was hanging behind his head.
Its nine spikes vibrated at a high frequency, emitting thunderous sounds that shook Zen, and triggered a hundred thousand layers of Buddha's light and thunder that struck down from the sky.

But no matter how heavy the thunder was or how loud the Sanskrit sound was, the little pig just used the rake to strike it and the Milky Way to roll, and the thunder and the Sanskrit sound were all extinguished!
Most of the spectators understood clearly and could tell who was real and who was fake - the Nine-toothed Rake that could attract the virtual appearance of the Milky Way was the real rake, and the one holding the real rake was naturally the real Bajie!
As for who the Pig-Headed Buddha is and what his thunder-attracting rake is, no one knows.

"Fake, your grandfather is asking you a question! Who the hell are you?" The little pig became more and more courageous, with a bright look in his eyes, beating the pig-headed Buddha wildly.

The latter pursed his lips, his expression became even gloomier, and he lifted up the heavy Buddhist kingdom alone, actually trapping the piglet for a short time.

whirling around,
The Pig-Headed Buddha did not look at the little pig running around in the Buddha Kingdom, but stared at the scribe who was sitting calmly. He walked closer, and layers of Buddha Kingdoms bloomed like lotus flowers under his feet.

"Who are you and who do you work for?"

"Shouldn't I be asking this question?"

The clerk said slowly:

"But I never like to be secretive. Since the Buddha has asked, I will answer."

The Pig-headed Buddha, who was about to take action to suppress this strange bookkeeper, narrowed his eyes and stopped, wanting to hear what was going on.

He was really confused at the moment. Where on earth did this guy come from? ?

And Zhu Bajie. How could he still be alive?!
The clerk coughed slightly, seeming very weak. He coughed for a long time until the Pig-headed Buddha's patience was almost exhausted. Then he spoke slowly:
"Of course, I am following your Majesty's orders."

His Majesty?

The saints and kings looked at each other in bewilderment. Li Jing, Youyou, King Qin and others' eyelids twitched wildly.

"Which Majesty?" The Pig-Headed Buddha looked grim, staring at the clerk.

The latter is still slow:
"In heaven and on earth, in this great era, there is only one Majesty. It is so now, it was so in the past, and it will naturally be so in the future."

"anyway."

The clerk smiled and stared at the pig-headed Buddha:

"Your Majesty also wants me to say hello to the Buddha. In addition, Your Majesty wants to know what the Buddha is going to do. If you don't get an answer, don't blame Your Majesty for turning hostile."

The Pig-Headed Buddha's expression suddenly changed, the crowd was in an uproar, and the Right Hand hidden in it suddenly realized that it was indeed involved in the struggle for the Supreme Being!
So, the Buddha is behind this fake Bajie?
Your Majesty, are you targeting the Buddha?
The right hand looked at Li Jing, and the clerk's face was filled with a smile. When he saw the appearance of the pig-headed Buddha, he made up his mind.

He had already guessed that behind the Southern Dynasty was a supreme figure in Buddhism, most likely the Buddha - after all, there was a hand of Buddha under the city.

Of course, I cannot confirm it directly, but what I said is "say hello to the Buddha". [Buddha] is the Buddha, Pure Lapis Lazuli Buddha, Maitreya Buddha, etc. are also the Buddha. Even if I guess wrong, I can get away with it.

Judging from the reaction of the Pig-Headed Buddha, the Buddha was correct and he did not guess wrong.

As the thought turned to himself, the clerk's expression turned cold, his eyes widened with anger, and he suddenly shouted:
"Buddha, you broke your promise!"

The Pig-Headed Buddha woke up from his shock and took three steps back, not daring to attack the clerk again.

The clerk's eyes were still glaring with anger - he just didn't believe that there hadn't been any agreement between the supreme beings. As for what the agreement was, he wasn't the one to worry about. The one who should be worried was the Pig-Headed Buddha, that [Buddha]!
There are so many filthy people among the supreme ones - one can see something strange about Golden Mother. A person with great supernatural powers is a spy among spies, let alone the supreme ones?

Well, if nothing unexpected happens, the Buddha will fall out with the Emperor of Heaven and make things difficult for him - as for whether the Emperor of Heaven can figure out what is going on?

He couldn't figure it out and was just confused.

All he had to do was to ensure that the 'Book Keeper' became the only eyes and mouthpiece of the Emperor of Heaven in the [Present Years].
In that case, his will would be the will of the Emperor of Heaven, and the will of the Emperor of Heaven would be a piece of waste paper that he could change at will.

Zhou Mu asked himself, he is loyal to the Emperor of Heaven, he wants to make more enemies and fewer friends for His Majesty the Emperor of Heaven! And the premise of all this is that he becomes the only voice and eyes!

so.
Zhou Mu was old and frail, with a jade book on his knees. He glared at the Buddha, but his eyes glanced at his right hand and Li Jing in the crowd.

He continued to shout:
"Buddha, tell me why the Buddha abandoned the Old Testament! Why?"

Zhou Mu gently stroked the jade book, and the three words "震", "音", and "喉" dimmed. The golden house behind him also shone brightly. There was a great truth contained in the words of the clerk!
These words were so awakening that the Pig-Headed Buddha stepped back a second time. He opened his mouth and wanted to speak, but he didn't know where to start.

"Your grandma has legs!"

In the sky, the little pig broke through the layers of Buddhist kingdoms, and a spiked rake came down with a loud bang. Caught off guard, the pig-headed Buddha was flooded with water from the Milky Way and was severely injured, staggering!

He became angry, and the fake rake in his hand made a bang, transforming into six pure white pillars. The pillars shook and made a sound, rolling like thunder, drawing in vast thunder, which once again submerged and trapped the piglet!
“Six-tusked Ancestral Elephant?” The Heavenly Buddha exclaimed, “Impossible! The Six-tusked Ancestral Elephant is more than just sacred!”

"No, it's not the six-tusked ancestral elephant, it's the six-tusked white elephant, Samantabhadra's mount!"

The clerk's heart was slightly moved. Six-tusked ancestral elephant, six-tusked white elephant?
Those who are called ancestors are almost all innate gods and demons, so this fake Zhu Bajie is the descendant of an innate god and demon, the big beast under the seat of Samantabhadra Bodhisattva, and one of the seven fairies who served in the Biyou Palace in ancient times?

As the thought turned to himself, the clerk's eyes widened, as if he was furious:

"Six-tusked white elephant, give an explanation, otherwise the emperor will destroy Buddhism and march westwards, and will kill all the Buddhist deities in the future!"

He stood up suddenly, holding the jade book in his hand. The words on the jade book dimmed rapidly.

In return, a glimmer of hope appeared in the golden house, and the great truth turned into a halo, swaying behind the clerk, with the virtual scenes of peach trees and bodhi trees swaying in the distance!
"Six! Tusk! White! Elephant!"

He spoke each word clearly as the jade book in his hand burned up. In exchange for this, he gained a myriad of radiant light around him and a glimmer of Confucius's remaining influence.

"Go away and tell the Buddha that His Majesty is going to destroy Buddhism!"

"The Buddha has betrayed the Old Covenant, and he is a scoundrel!"

The Pig-Headed Buddha was shaken by the mighty Holy Sound and bled from all his orifices. His precious body was covered with cracks like fragile porcelain. His face was hideous as he confronted the scribe:

"I ask on behalf of the Buddha, does the Emperor of Heaven want to break up with him?!"

The holy sound from the scribe's mouth and the Sanskrit sound roared by the pig-headed Buddha almost became real, one carrying the great truth, the other carrying the great wonderful sutra.

The two sounds seemed like golden swords, colliding and entangling on the top of the mountain!
The Heavenly Buddha retreated, the Golden Crow Demon Saint flapped his wings to protect himself, and the kings staggered to the ground, all of them terrified and frightened to the extreme!

"We are witnessing history!" The Tang King murmured, "Duke Zhou, Marquis Wu, what do you think of this?"

Wu Hou was silent and focused, just protecting Hu Leying to prevent the latter from being killed by the holy sound and the Sanskrit sound.

As for Zhou Gongdan, it took him a long time to wake up from his trance and murmured:

"As King Tang said, we are witnessing history."

"Perhaps, this is the fuse for a bloody battle between the Supremes. Starting from today, from this moment, there will be a war that will spread to all the heavens and worlds!"

"It was the Emperor who destroyed the Buddha, and it was the Buddha who killed the Emperor!"

A flash of inspiration flashed in Zhou Gongdan's eyes, as if he had poked his head out of the long river of time again and seemed to have caught a glimpse of the future.

That new corner of the future, that possible future in which all the heavens and worlds are plunged into war, is still unclear and very unrealistic. Whether it will become a big possibility or not depends on how the clerk who is guarding the clerk responds at this moment.

In the sky, the holy sound that carried the great truth and evolved into a huge ruler collapsed.
The Pig-Headed Buddha took away his supernatural powers, and the Sanskrit sound that carried the Great Wonderful Sutra and evolved into the nine-story pagoda also disappeared.

When the sky was clear and the clouds dispersed, the little suckling pig broke free from the thunder sound's restraint and was about to charge forward angrily, but was called back by the clerk who was guarding the clerk's hand.

The scribe patted the piglet's head and smiled calmly at the Pig-headed Buddha's question, "Does the Emperor of Heaven want to break up with us?"

He blew away the ashes left by the burning jade book in his hand, and closed his eyes amid the flying ashes.

After a long time, the dust settled.

The clerk opened his eyes, as if he had just met a terrifying being. He even had a trace of the aura of a supreme being. He said calmly:

"I have seen His Majesty."

The remaining aura of the Supreme One was rapidly dissipating, but it was so real that all the creatures on the mountain could clearly sense it. Some ancient alien species were crawling on the ground and trembling - this meant that the scribe had indeed met a Supreme One in those few breaths.

The clerk narrated softly:
"The Emperor has a will, and it is announced to all living beings."

He cleared his throat, as if repeating the words of the Emperor of Heaven who dominated the world for an era.

"Falling out"

"Is Buddha worthy of this?"

"And tell the Buddha that it is time for him to pass away."

The vicissitudes of life voice was mixed with the last trace of the lingering charm of the Supreme Being, like a breeze, spreading throughout the entire Kunlun Ruins, melodious and majestic.

The Pig-Headed Buddha was silent for a moment and lowered his eyes for a moment.

He also opened his eyes, and the Buddha's light was shining.

"I have told the Buddha."

The Pig-Headed Buddha spoke coldly and answered in this way.

(End of this chapter)