I have a relic of heaven

Chapter 347 Who is the Fish? (5k)

"This is a martial arts school that's over 600 years old?"

Feng Fuxi led Chen Qianyue into the Taibai Martial Arts School. The first thing they could see was the students humming and hawing in the training field on the right.

Even though it was already dusk, the martial arts students were still sweating profusely, practicing punches and kicks or standing meditation. At the very top of the training ground stood a girl with an oval face, who looked to be about the same age as them.

"Little Xizi, where are your uncles?"

Chen Qianyue looked around the Taibai Martial Arts School as she asked.

"Weren't those three people just now my uncle's friends, catching up outside?"

Feng Fuxi casually said:

"Old Chen, do you really think these martial arts skills are useful?"

Chen Qianyue looked towards the training ground. Some students had already finished their stances and were bowing to the girl with the oval face, calling out...
"Please enlighten me, Grandmaster!"

The two of them stumbled, and what the hell happened?!
In their bewilderment, the two saw a girl with an oval face walking towards them.

"Hu Leying".

The oval-faced girl nodded slightly and asked:

"Who are you two?"

I don't know if it's just my imagination, but the girl in front of me looks to be about the same age as us.
But Feng Fuxi always felt that the girl had a sense of age and vicissitude in her eyes, as if she were an old monster who had lived for hundreds of years.

She subconsciously became a little reserved, and was about to speak,
Chen Qianyue, standing to the side, smiled and said:
"We are students from Imperial Capital University. This is my student ID. My research topic is ancient mythology. We came to Green Water City because the legend of the Sun-Swallowing God is passed down here."

"Furthermore, according to relevant sources, your museum has a history of over 600 years, so we specifically wanted to come and interview you."

Hearing Chen Qianyue's words, Hu Leying was stunned:
"The Sun-Devouring God?"

She glanced at the old dog in Feng Fuxi's arms, which looked utterly hopeless, and her expression turned somewhat strange.

What is this?

After thinking for a moment, the oval-faced girl gestured with her hand:
"Please follow me, you two."

Feng Fuxi and Chen Qianyue exchanged a glance and quickly followed.

Meanwhile, outside the martial arts school.

Erlang Zhenjun cautiously sized up the middle-aged man before him.

Confucius and Zhuangzi, who had just arrived, both bowed in greeting.

"His Majesty."

As they performed the ceremony, the two looked at the handsome young man with suspicion, wondering who he was.

Zhou Mu, with his unremarkable appearance, stared calmly at Erlang Shen:
"What, you don't recognize me anymore?"

He spoke with a smile, and Erlang Shen felt as if he were seeing the boundless primordial auspicious clouds, and an ancient green lamp illuminating everything.

The middle-aged man's indifferent words resonated deeply, like a resounding bell.
It is Him.

Yang Jian's expression changed, and he clasped his hands in a respectful gesture.

"Yang Jian greets Grandmaster!"

Confucius stumbled, and Zhuangzi stared in disbelief.

Who?
Yang Jian?

What did he shout?
Grandmaster?

The two sages were somewhat dizzy; had His Majesty transformed into the "Primordial Celestial Venerable"?
Zhou Mu smiled at this moment, and in the eyes of the three Great Luo and the Holy Ones, it was as if he saw flowers blooming in all worlds, and spring in the Three Thousand Realms.

Six hundred years have passed, and Zhou Mu has neither become the Heavenly Emperor nor the ruler of men, but he has simultaneously assumed the positions of [Primordial Beginning], [Moral Character], and [Spiritual Treasure].
After taking control of the Nine Netherworlds, His Moral Body, already possessing great supernatural powers, has been further empowered by everyone's blessings and can now be called Him. His Moral Body has reached the level of "Supreme".

That is, [near the supreme], [quasi-supreme], [pseudo-supreme], or [half-supreme].

more specifically.

Within the Nine Netherworlds of the present era, Zhou Mu's abilities were comparable to the Supreme One. Once outside the Nine Netherworlds, he fell to the level of "Near the Supreme One." If he were to leave the present era again, he would be just an ordinary Great Supernatural Being.

It may seem like only six hundred years, but heaven knows how many years Zhou Mu traversed through history, and how many major events he witnessed and intervened in.

He is everywhere in time.

"Erlang."

Zhou Mu then spoke gently:
"Where are your senior and junior uncles?"

Yang Jian quickly bowed in greeting:

"Master Uncle Guangchengzi and the others are still outside the boundary. The golden bell in front of Yuxu Palace is not ringing, so the Master Uncles dare not enter the boundary. Furthermore..."

His expression turned serious:
"Just now, I met Master Cihang."

Yang Jian briefly recounted the events, leaving the still bewildered Confucius and Zhuangzi horrified.

The reincarnation of Fuxi, the great transformation of Buddha?
Erlang Zhenjun hesitated for a moment before stating his guess:
"Uncle Cihang said it was the supreme incarnation of a great supernatural being. After thinking it over, I think it might be that senior uncle."

Beside him, Old Li, who looked unremarkable and was carrying a fishing rod, raised his eyes slightly, while Zhou Mu frowned.

"You mean..."

"Duobao?"

Duobao Daoren, the chief disciple of Lingbao Tianzun, was tricked during the first tribulation of the Investiture of the Gods and was refined into one of the Buddhas. He entered Mount Ling and became Duobao Tathagata.

Because of this incident, Lingbao Tianzun knocked on Mount Ling three times and slaughtered countless Buddhas, but ultimately failed to save Duobao.

Zhou Mu pursed his lips, his expression not very good—after he took over the position of Lingbao, the Lingbao Heavenly Venerable above all time was himself.

Therefore.

It was He who raised Duobao Daoren, He who founded Biyou Palace, and He who thrice knelt before Mount Ling.

They are all Zhou Mu.

To be precise, they are all Zhou Mu's spiritual treasure bodies.

"Duobao!"

He sighed softly:
"The supreme transformation that has come is probably not limited to Duobao."

Confucius and Zhuangzi looked solemn, while Erlang Shen took a deep breath:

"Grandmaster, shall we strike the Golden Bell of Jade Void?"

"No rush, it's not the right time."

Zhou Mu said calmly:
“If we scare away the immortals, it won’t be fun, Erlang. You should first come with me to observe this grand game of chess.”

Erlang Zhenjun bowed, hesitated for a moment, and then said:
"Then, Grandmaster, should we find the reincarnation of Fuxi first?"

Zhou Mu glanced at him, smiled, and did not answer. He simply turned and walked towards the Taibai Martial Arts School.

Before leaving, he glanced sideways at Old Li:
"Can you do me a favor?"

Master Er and Yang Jian then looked at Old Li, slightly startled. "Help?"
Who is this person?
Old Li rolled his eyes as he carried his fishing rod:
"Didn't you come here to fish? What, are you trying to trick this old man into doing your work again?"

“You’re more capable than me, so the more capable you are, the more work you should do,” Zhou Mu said with a smile.

Old Li was relieved:

"Speak, what do you want?"

"I think."

Zhou Mu paused slightly, his gaze becoming incredibly profound:
"Catch a big fish."

"How big?"

"The Buddha is that big."

"it is good."

Old Li nodded slightly and snapped his fingers.

………………

In the deep sea.

The enormous Xuanhuang Exquisite Pagoda plunged upside down into the sea, its Xuanhuang aura permeating the air, nourishing all the surrounding sea creatures, each exuding an extremely powerful aura.

Inside the tower.

Buddha opened his eyes and let out a soft exclamation:

"The seal... has loosened?"

A faint smile appeared on His face:
"Your Majesty, are you truly at your breaking point? A new era is dawning!"

As he spoke, Buddha rose leisurely and took a step closer to the inverted pagoda gate. The entire Xuanhuang Exquisite Pagoda trembled, and the heavy Xuanhuang energy pressed down like a tidal wave!

The Heaven and Earth Profound Yellow Exquisite Pagoda is nearly a top-tier treasure of the [Source Artifact] level, only slightly inferior to Source Artifacts such as the Azure Lotus Sword, the Taiji Diagram, the Seven Treasures Tree, and the Chaos Bell.

There is a saying that a suspended tower at the top makes one invincible from birth.

It can be called the best defensive treasure among all treasures.

Then, at this very moment.

The Buddha still had immeasurable primordial energy flowing back into himself. He held one hand upright in front of his chest and the other hand in a flower-picking gesture. At the same instant, he manifested different states, with one hand pointing to the sky and the other touching the ground.

There are two forms: the former is to save all living beings, and the latter is to be self-centered and arrogant.

Buddha took another step.

‘Boom! ’

The Heaven and Earth Exquisite Xuanhuang Pagoda, which was said to be invincible from the start, cracked open!
As the Buddha took his third step, almost reaching the inverted pagoda gate, the cracks on the pagoda's body suddenly spread out and covered the entire ancient pagoda the moment he stepped down!
He was about to leave.

He will be freed.

………………

The day the Heavenly Court is destroyed.

The Victorious Fighting Buddha burst out of the Buddha Hall, shouting:
"You old Buddha, take this from my old grandson!"

The golden cudgel reached the heavens and the earth, stirring up thousands of layers of clouds, and crashed down with a roar, causing Mount Ling to tremble.

Inside the Buddhist temple.

"Who are you?!" Little Drill Wind shouted, staring in surprise at the middle-aged man who had appeared out of nowhere, and quickly fell silent.

He saw that the middle-aged man was holding a jade ruyi and was shrouded in seventy-two colors of light—almost identical to the statue of Yuanshi Tianzun, who was located in the center of the Sanqing Temple.

Zhou Mu glanced at Little Drill Wind, who snapped out of his daze, shuddered, and looked utterly miserable.
"I didn't see anything!"

As he spoke, Little Drill Wind raised his fist and punched it hard into his own forehead!
His eyes rolled back and he fainted.

Zhou Mu chuckled and shook his head.

"Hurry up," He whispered, His gaze becoming incredibly profound.

At this moment, his true form was still in the present era, at the Taibai Martial Arts School, fishing with Old Li by the pond. In the distance were Xiao Fuxi and Chen Qianyue, running behind Hu Leying.

He merely temporarily descended upon the primordial being of the past to walk through this time and this period of history.

The reason is also very simple.

While fishing, Zhou Mu asked Old Li:
"Why was the Primordial Taoist subjected to refinement?"

"It has nothing to do with me," Old Li replied. "It's highly likely that it's related to at least five fellow Daoists. Otherwise, the Primordial Daoist would never have fallen into the Eight Trigrams Furnace and been subjected to such a great refining."

"Isn't the Eight Trigrams Furnace yours?"

"The Supreme Being is only in the present moment."

"I am the supreme ruler."

“Well, but even as an old man of such stature, I have not yet set foot in the past.” “Why?” Zhou Mu turned his head and asked sincerely.

Old Li answered sincerely while fishing:

"Oh, only in this way, when you become supreme, can I pluck the peaches from your body and graft them onto the tree."

"You're quite honest."

"hey-hey."

Old Li laughed as he spoke:

“I have released the shackles on Buddha, and it won’t be long before He breaks free—do whatever you want, whatever you plan, as soon as possible.”

"Well, I see."

Zhou Mu's thoughts gradually calmed down, and he stopped thinking about what had just happened. His gaze was deep and unfathomable as he stared outside the Buddhist hall at the farce unfolding on Mount Ling.

It was Pigsy Buddha who diverted the waters of the Milky Way to flood Mount Ling, and it was the Northern Emperor of the previous generation who came alone to knock on Mount Ling.

Then everything calmed down, and Sun Wukong was split in two: one became the Victorious Fighting Buddha, and the other became the Great Sage Equal to Heaven.
The Buddha returned to the Great Thunder Temple, and the temple gates were tightly closed, making it difficult for outsiders to see what was happening inside.

It was at this moment.

Zhou Mu was enveloped in seventy-two colors of light, and a blue lamp appeared beside him, its flame flickering. He was about to subtly alter the cause and effect of events.
The Fiery Eyes that Sun Wukong had taken and left in a corner of Mount Ling silently transformed into the Eye of Truth, and the Fiery Eyes appeared in Zhou Mu's eyes.

"We must do this before the Buddha breaks the seal."

Zhou Mu muttered to himself, "Once the Buddha breaks free of the seal and his true form once again dominates the world, the Buddha will not be so confused during this period of time, so as not to notice me in Mount Ling, nor to notice the spying."

We must do this before the Buddha breaks the seal.

Zhou Mu opened his fiery eyes, his gaze piercing through the Great Thunderclap Temple, gazing intently within.

As always, the four supreme beings sat upright.

It is [Buddha], it is [Taiyi], it is [Dijun], it is [Amitabha].

"A little farce." Buddha said coldly, "The Jade Emperor will arrive quietly in a moment. Would you three please leave for now?"

Di Jun frowned and said:

What exactly did Buddha want to discuss with the Jade Emperor?

"Alchemy." The Buddha said calmly, "My plan with the three of us is to refine the Jade Emperor, the Pure Land Buddha, and Maitreya Buddha into a supreme elixir."

"Then, I also have an agreement with Fellow Daoist Jade Emperor."

Amitabha Buddha raised his eyelids:
"What is it?"

Buddha smiled and replied:

"I shall join hands with the Jade Emperor to refine the Primordial Heavenly Venerable into a great elixir."

The three supreme beings looked at each other in bewilderment, and Taiyi chuckled:

"Buddha, are you trying to have your cake and eat it too?"

"Why not?" Buddha countered. "If the Jade Emperor enters the game and divides the Three Pure Ones, the Three Pure Ones will surely strike him hard, and he can then become a pill."

"After the Three Pure Ones were separated, the Primordial Beginning, which only existed in the past, is the best target. Why can't it be a pill? The four of us naturally need four Great Pills to be enough."

Di Jun pondered, Tai Yi thought, and Amitabha Buddha sighed compassionately.

They all nodded and dispersed.

Zhou Mu frowned as he peered into this past. Buddha, Taiyi, Dijun, and Amitabha were conspiring against the Jade Emperor.

Is Buddha plotting with the Jade Emperor against the Primordial Beginning?

As he pondered, a chessboard for Dao Zheng appeared before Zhou Mu. He silently arranged the pieces on the board, and a mystery was about to unfold.

And at this moment.

The years to come.

Lingbao opened his eyes, walked down through countless futures, arrived at the ruins of the Heavenly Court, and met the Chaotic One.

"What is it?" the confused man asked.

Lingbao Tianzun Zhou Mu, holding the Qingping Sword, said:
"I need you to assassinate someone."

"Oh? Who is it?" the confused one asked, looking up.

………………

On the day the Heavenly Court was destroyed, Mount Ling.

Zhou Mu, in his primordial form, was still quietly observing.

He saw that after the supreme beings such as Taiyi had dispersed from the Great Thunderclap Temple, the figure of the Jade Emperor, which he knew so well, quietly appeared.

"Fellow Daoist Jade Emperor," Buddha smiled, "did you hear our conversation?"

"I heard."

The Heavenly Emperor nodded slightly.

"As we agreed before, the supreme elixir refined by Di Jun and Tai Yi belongs to me, while the elixir refined by Amitabha, Maitreya Buddha, and the Lord of the Eastern Lapis Lazuli World belongs to you."

Zhou Mu's lips twitched as he watched this scene unfold.

What kind of nonsense is this?
He took a deep breath and continued to spy.

In the Great Thunderclap Temple, the Buddha said:
"That's how it should be, but how should the Primordial Pill be distributed?"

"Throw it out as bait," the Jade Emperor said calmly. "We can discuss the specifics later."

"Good." Buddha smiled and bowed to the Jade Emperor.

The Jade Emperor returned the courtesy.

Zhou Mu gazed silently at this part of the past, his brows furrowed in silence; it was too complicated.
So, which side did Buddha actually belong to?

"This big fish is not easy to catch."

Zhou Mu muttered to himself, pacing back and forth, when he suddenly realized something was wrong—Laojun still hadn't explained why the original Daoist, the previous Yuanshi, was refined in the Eight Trigrams Furnace.

Even if Laozi is no longer in the past and cannot control past events, the Eight Trigrams Furnace is not something anyone can get involved in.

He glanced sideways at the dim candlelight.

Very vigorous.

………………

The years to come.

The one in a state of chaos asked:
"You want me to help you assassinate someone again?"

Lingbao Zhou Mu patted his undamaged chest, pondered for a long time, and finally said:
"one person."

"Who?"

"That's it."

A chessboard for the Dao Zheng game appeared before Zhou Mu. He picked up three pieces and calmly placed them down.

"That is the Buddha."

The confused one was taken aback:
"You just believe me?"

Zhou Mu thought for a moment and replied:
"I know who you are."

"who am I?"

“You are me, so I trust you completely,” Zhou Mu replied.

The confused one stared blankly for a moment, then finally nodded:
"can."

"I will help you assassinate the Buddha!"

Upon hearing this, Zhou Mu bowed in thanks, his eyelids slightly lowered, obscuring the color in His eyes.

………………

Now, in these times.

Taibai Martial Arts School, beside the fishpond.

"The fish has taken the bait." Zhou Mu flicked his fishing rod, and a plump fish fell into the bucket. He smiled broadly.

Old Li, standing to the side, glanced at him and asked:
"You've come up with this idea of ​​fishing for Buddha?"

"Yeah, I thought of it."

Zhou Mu lowered his eyelids and spoke, his eyes unreadable.

He repeated:

"The fish is hooked."

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhou Mu pulled on his fishing rod, and two large, fat fish were hooked together and fell into the fish basket.

There were three fish in total, rummaging around in the fish basket.

"Uncle Zhou, you're in luck!" Feng Fu, who had appeared out of nowhere, said with a smile.

"Yeah, good luck."

Zhou Mu lowered his eyes and nodded:

"Three big fish."

He patted Feng Fuxi on the head, turned around, and looked at Old Li.

The latter was smiling when he jerked his fishing rod, his expression meaningful:

"I also caught a big fish."

“Then I have more than you,” Zhou Mu laughed. “I have three, you only have one.”

The two looked at each other and smiled.

………………

In the past, on the day the Heavenly Court was destroyed.

Yuanshi Zhoumu stood up from the Buddhist hall, glanced at Xiao Zuanfeng who had fallen to the side, turned around and stepped out of the Buddhist hall.

He walked step by step toward the Great Thunder Temple.

When they arrived at the temple gate,
Zhou Mu stopped, raised his hand, and gently knocked on the temple door.

The door opened.

"Fellow Daoist Yuanshi, what brings you here?" The Buddha's majestic voice carried a hint of apprehension.

Zhou Mu entered Leiyin Temple, and the temple gate behind him slammed shut.

He said:

"I am not the originator."

As he spoke, Zhou Mu lowered his eyes, and in front of him, a chessboard of chess pieces rose and fell.

He seemed to see the Chaos One on the chessboard.

"I know who you are."

Zhou Mu stared at the chaotic, illusory figure of the Daoist, muttering to himself, then raised his head, gazing at the astonished Buddha, and said:
"Buddha, I'm here to discuss cooperation."

"I have three big fish in my hands."

(End of this chapter)