I have a relic of heaven

Chapter 352 The Heavenly Court shall be established

"The golden bell tolls! The fisherman's drum beats!" Zu Kunpeng's wings blotted out the sky, his voice booming and roaring: "It's the Jade Void Master and the Biyou Master's backup plan! They want to seize Fuxi!"

These powerful beings did not all come at the command of some supreme being.

In reality, they were mostly there for their own benefit.

The difference between those with great supernatural powers and those at the supreme level is like heaven and earth, but it is something that can be crossed to some extent.
Becoming a mortal master might not allow them to take that step, but it would at least bring them infinitely closer to that level!
"This is an opportunity."

"This is the best opportunity."

A powerful being muttered to himself, it was Gouchen, one of the six emperors of the previous Heavenly Court. He had once ruled the Western Heavenly Court, wielding weapons and waging war. At this moment, his eyes were gleaming, and he was using all his strength to attack the border of the Human Dynasty!

"Great God of the Three Altars and the Sea Gathering, Victorious Fighting Buddha, how dare you obstruct this Emperor?" Gouchen commanded, his hand covering the land, reflecting all the scenes of war and slaughter throughout history, bombarding the fate of mankind!
The First Emperor, Kunpeng, and the Five Primordial Emperors.
They all followed!

‘Boom! ’

Humanity's fortunes were shattered, and the borders were no longer impregnable. Jiang Ziya, who was in charge of this great formation, coughed up blood and retreated, staggering.

The other Great Luo Immortals, including Nezha, Sun Wukong, and Wen Zhong, were also in bad shape. The great formation formed by the human race's fortune was shattered, and they suffered a backlash, each of them bearing injuries!

"Oh no!" Nezha cried out in alarm as he fell from his Wind Fire Wheels, still trying to repair and fix the great formation.
But the moment the formation broke, all the great supernatural beings had already arrived!

As people gathered, alarms sounded simultaneously in cities, and citizens took to the streets, staring speechlessly at the strange phenomena in the sky.

"They are the immortals and Buddhas of antiquity. No, they are the beings who stand at the very top of the entire mythological and ancient history!"

At the Imperial University, the old professor was so excited he was almost incoherent. He gazed at the sky and saw the tail feathers of a phoenix and the giant wings of a roc.

Seeing the Qilin treading the sky, the true dragon soaring, and the Five Gods sitting solemnly in the boundless world's ocean, emitting five-colored rays of light, their figures occupy an entire inch of the sky above the entire human realm!

How vast is the human court?

Difficult to quantify.

With over 100,000 metropolises and hundreds of giant provinces, each with a population of tens or hundreds of billions, most of the Human Dynasty remained a vast, desolate wilderness.

Such a vast dynasty, such a vast territory, was completely obscured by a dozen or so figures!

this moment.

The entire audience fell silent.

A crack appeared in the stone tablet on Green Mountain that read, "No Spirits Allowed After the Founding of the Nation." Demon tides surged from the three continents of the east, west, and north, rushing towards the central continent where the Human Dynasty was located.

In places invisible to the naked eye, the fortunes of the demon race, which had fallen to rock bottom, began to surge, while the fortunes of the human race, which had been like oil being poured on a raging fire, were rapidly declining!
In a small city.

"This is the general trend."

Old Li murmured in a low voice, somewhat moved. Even though he had seen it countless times, he was still moved by the grand scheme of things. This was the power of the [Eternal Monument], this was the grand scheme of things.

Just like during the Second Great Era, the demon race, which dominated the entire land, was irrevocably replaced by the human race in just tens of thousands of years.
At the end of this era, even though that brat was now invincible, the tides of fate were at play, and under the glow of the Eternal Monument...

As if by some twist of fate, the demon race rises again and is about to become the protagonist of the world!
"This is the grand trend of heaven and earth."

Old Li, leaning against the bluestone wall, repeated the sentence, a hint of confusion flashing across his face:
"What is this brat trying to do by causing such a big fuss?"

"Isn't He trying to catch Buddha?"

Old Li frowned, somewhat puzzled. After pondering for a moment, he finally chose to observe quietly.

He wanted to see what Zhou Mu, fellow Daoist, was up to.

"Should we go with the flow and become the Demon Lord, and then the Lord of the Mortal Realm, or should we try to go against the tide of this world?"

Old Li muttered in a low voice, glancing at a secluded alley in this small city.

Deep in the alley, there is a small tavern. The proprietress, surnamed Bai, is still charming, but there is only one customer.

He was a monk or Taoist priest.

He is both a monk and a Taoist.

Bai Cuihua glanced at the sky, then at the majestic and boundless demon Fuxi, and then at the many legendary beings who were approaching.

She turned her gaze back to the guests who were still calmly drinking.

The guest's clothes were strange; half of them were monk's robes and half were Taoist robes. He held a Zen staff in his left hand and a jade ruyi in his right. On his head was a Taoist crown, but beneath the crown were fleshy protuberances on his head—symbols of the Buddha.

"Sir, our shop is closing soon."

Bai Cuihua called out softly.

The monk and the Taoist priest raised their eyes, looked at the wine cup from before, and said gently:
"Is it because of those fellow Daoists who descended?"

Bai Cuihua's heart skipped a beat. She nodded slightly and remained silent.

The monk and the Taoist priest smiled and shook their heads:

"Don't worry, ma'am, they can't cause any trouble. Your old friend is just sitting in the nursing home, what could possibly happen to him?"

Bai Cuihua's pupils suddenly contracted:
Who are you?

A bowl of noodles appeared in front of the monk and the Taoist priest without anyone noticing. Bai Cuihua looked at it and saw that the noodles in the bowl were a dark color—they were instant noodles.

The monk and the Taoist priest slurped up a mouthful of cheap instant noodles, smacked their lips in satisfaction, and then said:

"This humble monk is Duobao, and my Taoist name is also Duobao. You may call me Daoist Duobao, or simply call me whatever you prefer."

"Many Treasures Tathagata".

Bai Cuihua took three steps back, her face turning pale. Now, she was no stranger to the ancient times, and she had long heard of Duobao's name!

"I have met the Buddha of Many Treasures," she said tremulously.

The monk and the Taoist priest did not answer. They simply wiped the grease from their mouths and turned their heads away without looking at the many powerful beings who had arrived in the city.

Bai Cuihua followed his gaze and saw a familiar face—Old Li, whom she had met at the nursing home before.

Old Li leaned his fishing rod against the corner of the wall and sat down opposite the Buddha statue.
"Boss lady, bring me a cup of warm wine."

A moment later, the warm wine was served.

Old Li took a sip of wine, then looked up at Duobao Rulai and said calmly:
"Is it my nephew, or my fellow Daoist?"

If it is a disciple or nephew, then the person in front of you is [Duobao], or rather, the consciousness is Duobao.

If you are a fellow Daoist, then the consciousness of the person before you is that of the Buddha.

Back then, Lingbao Daozun's eldest disciple, Duobao, entered Mount Ling and transformed into Duobao Tathagata. At the same time, his past was also altered.

Originally an independent individual, Duobao became an incarnation of the Buddha, no longer possessing his own will—or rather, only occasionally.

Duobao smiled:
"Fellow Daoist, it has been many years since we last met. I did not expect you to be so decisive, relinquishing your position of Morality. All your plans of the past years have come to naught in an instant. Of course, it is also a good thing, as you have finally broken free from those shackles."

"So you're a fellow Daoist." Old Li's originally gentle voice turned cold, and he smiled:

"How do you know that the current Supreme Ruler is not the same as the Supreme Ruler? Who told you this?"

"Naturally, it is the Supreme One."

Many Treasures Tathagata smiled and spoke:
“On the day the Heavenly Court was destroyed, Yuanshi Tianzun came to see me at the Great Thunder Temple on Mount Ling and said he wanted to make a deal with me.”

After a pause, He continued:

"Hmm, rather than Yuanshi Tianzun, perhaps it's more accurate to say it's Zhou Mu?"

"Is that its name?"

Old Li's expression turned solemn. After a moment of silence, he drank the warm wine and then said:
"You little rascal, you've finally grown up."

A smile appeared on His face, as if He had guessed what the deal was when Zhou Mu went to find the Buddha.

Many Treasures Tathagata said with great interest:
"Fellow Daoist Taishang... or perhaps I should call you Fellow Daoist Li, you don't seem to be furious?"

"What's there to be angry about?" Old Li proudly raised his head. "On the contrary, I'm quite gratified. That kid finally knows how to act like the Supreme One I taught him."

The Tathagata of Many Treasures became even more interested:
"Aren't you going to ask about the details of the transaction?"

Old Li calmly said:

"What else could it be? He gave you the position of the mortal ruler in exchange for you helping Him escape the control of the three of us and washing away the dirty tricks we left on Him?"

Many Treasures Tathagata's Amazement:

"Fellow Daoist, you truly saw clearly and guessed it long ago?"

Old Li did not answer.

Duobao didn't take it to heart and continued to probe with a smile:
"That's indeed the content of our transaction, but doesn't Fellow Daoist Li want to know why I'm telling you?"

Old Li glanced at him sideways and said calmly:

"Why?"

He was genuinely curious. Duobao yawned, his expression turning solemn, carrying a unique air of authority.

He said:

"What I want is more than just a mortal master."

"I still wish to be the Heavenly Emperor."

As he spoke, Duobao stared intently at Old Li, enunciating each word clearly:
"But our Fellow Daoist Zhou, this contemporary One of the Three Pure Ones, is unwilling, Fellow Daoist Li. So I'll make a deal with you. I won't help Zhou Mu, and you will give me both the position of Lord of the Mortal Realm and the position of Heavenly Emperor. How about it?"

Old Li was stunned:

"You too?"

Duobao chuckled:

“If Fellow Daoist Li does not agree, I will have no choice but to agree to Fellow Daoist Zhou’s request. At that time, I will remove all the hidden hands that have been nailed to Fellow Daoist Zhou’s body. Fellow Daoist Li, you, or rather all of you, will truly no longer be the Three Pure Ones.”

"You will still not be able to regain the qualification to compete for the Dao, and the speed at which you fall will be even faster."

As he spoke, Duobao let out a soft breath:

"Therefore, the outcome depends entirely on Fellow Daoist Li."

Old Li frowned and fell silent.

for a long time.

He sighed deeply:
"Just as you said, fellow Daoist."

Old Li stood up unsteadily, his eyes lowered, and continued:

"The positions of Lord of the Mortal Realm and Emperor of Heaven are both entrusted to you."

Duobao woke up with a start, clapped his hands, and sighed with a laugh.

………………

On the day the Heavenly Court was destroyed, at the Great Thunder Temple.

The Buddha opened his eyes and gazed at the middle-aged man sitting on the Primordial Cloud.

He said:

"Fellow Daoist Li agreed, and the fish has indeed taken the bait."

"Is that so?" Zhou Mu opened his eyes and nodded slightly. "Very good. Then I can take over the throne of the Heavenly Emperor."

The Buddha asked with great interest:
"Fellow Daoist Zhou, aren't you afraid that I might actually agree to Fellow Daoist Li's request? I've been plotting for the Heavenly Emperor's throne and the position of Lord of the Mortal Realm for countless years."

Zhou Mu calmly said:
"The tallest tree in the forest will be felled by the wind. Even if you obtain these two great positions, you may not be able to win the Dao Zheng competition. Instead, you will become the target of everyone's criticism."

He paused, gazed at the Buddha, and continued:

"Speaking of which, is Nuwa in your hands, fellow Daoist?"

The Buddha, who had been smiling, was taken aback:
"I have been searching for Nuwa for countless years, why do you say such a thing, fellow Daoist?"

Now it was Zhou Mu's turn to be taken aback:
"Not here??"

He was dumbfounded:

"Since the disappearance of Nuwa is unrelated to you, why did you send away Duobao's body?"

Buddha understood:
"Naturally, it's all for the position of Lord of the Mortal Realm. It seems that Fellow Daoist Zhou thinks I sent the Multi-Treasure Body because I was worried about Fellow Daoist Nuwa's backup plan?"

Zhou Mu frowned. He had indeed thought so before, guessing that Nuwa's disappearance was inseparable from Buddha—which was also one of the reasons he came to find Buddha.

But Buddha said it had nothing to do with Him?
Is it the truth, or a lie?
If it's deception, then there's no need for it.
Zhou Mu pondered for a moment, neither believing nor disbelieving, and simply rose leisurely:

"If Nuwa is not in your hands, how can I become the ruler of the mortal realm?"

Buddha frowned and said:
"Demons are about to become the protagonists of heaven and earth. Why don't you assume the role of Demon Lord, fellow Daoist?"

“But I want to try it on humans.” Zhou Mu lowered his eyes: “In that case, we must find Nuwa.”

Buddha chuckled:

"Why bother?"

Zhou Mu replied:

"Obsession."

The Buddha then fell silent.

for a long time.

On the Great Golden Lotus, the Buddha spoke softly:
"Perhaps you could ask the Jade Emperor, fellow Daoist."

"I see."

Zhou Mu nodded casually, his gaze deep and profound:

“I will go, but not now, I will become the new Heavenly Emperor first.”

He exchanged a smile with the Buddha, then turned and left the Great Thunder Temple.

After leaving the Great Thunderclap Temple, Zhou Mu gazed at the dilapidated sacred mountain, his expression gradually becoming solemn.

He had far too many things to consider.

Those who were in a state of utter chaos were the Three Pure Ones of previous generations, and all the supreme beings.
"Did I guess wrong, or did I guess right?"

Zhou Mu muttered to himself silently, "Three Purities, Three Purities, each occupying a major time point, namely the [past], [present], and [future]."

The problem is coming.

The one who was in a state of chaos was able to rearrange the order of these three nodes. At first, Zhou Mu was puzzled, but he later thought of two possibilities.

Or rather, one possibility.

The one who is in a state of chaos is the one who has achieved the unity of the Three Pure Ones.

Only in this way can we explain why those in a state of chaos can reverse the order of past, present, and future, making the future even before the past, and thus becoming the 'previous life' of one being after another!
The only variable is...

The Chaotic One is actually the combined embodiment of the three predecessors, a contingency plan left by them for future substitution.

Or.
"Or is the Chaotic One a manifestation of my three bodies united as one?"

Zhou Mu murmured to himself.

Because now, He is the one of the Three Pure Ones.

The one in the state of chaos may also be a product of the merging of his three bodies in some possible future—and He travels back in time, forcibly arriving from the uncertain future to the definite present and past.

"Regardless of the possibility, the one in the state of chaos must be an incarnation of the supreme being who unites the Three Pure Ones."

"The difference is, is it me, one of the Three Pure Ones, or the Three Pure Ones of the previous generation?"

After taking a deep breath,
Zhou Mu's expression hardened. He glanced back at the Great Thunderclap Temple and muttered to himself:

"Which one it is, we'll have to wait and see with this 'fishing'."

Fishing, fishing, it's Old Li and Zhou Mu fishing for Buddha, it's Zhou Mu joining forces with Buddha to fish for the previous Three Pure Ones, it's also the old Three Pure Ones fishing for the new Three Pure Ones.

Even Buddha might not actually help him—perhaps he has other plans, or he may have already switched allegiance to the Three Pure Ones.

It's hard to explain, hard to see.

“It’s a mess.”

Zhou Mu sighed:
"We should go."

"He's become the Heavenly Emperor."

Time changes, and years go by.

【Now】.

Lushui City, nursing home.

Zhou Mu raised his eyelids and glanced at the powerful beings descending from the sky. He smiled, turned his head, and looked at Zhen Yuanzi beside him:

“Fellow Daoist Zhen Yuanzi, no, the Antarctic Longevity Emperor.”

"Our team is finally complete."

He pointed to the great omnipotent beings in the heavens:

"It's time to establish a Heavenly Court."

(End of this chapter)