I have a relic of heaven

Chapter 96: You still said you didn’t demolish the Tushita Palace!

It looked and read:

"pocket"

After reading just one word, the old dog suddenly became speechless, his face became distorted, and his eyes became terrified.

He jumped up in fear and knocked over the piano:

"Hey, you, you, where did you get this from? Is this the real thing???"

"Well, it was taken down from the Tushita Palace and fell down, so it should be real."

Zhou Mu answered in a low voice, and the old dog’s eyes went dark.

"dismantle???"

"No, no, no, it fell and I picked it up."

The old dog was terrified and still a little unconvinced—Tushita Palace!

"Fake, absolutely fake!"

Zhou Mu stared. Is this fake?
He walked around behind the old dog holding the plaque and said with a smile:
"Brother Xiaotian, please sit down for a moment."

"sit?"

"Yes! Sit down for a moment."

The old dog was suspicious and sat down slowly. Just as its butt was about to touch the ground, Zhou Mu rushed in at lightning speed and took advantage of the opportunity.

'Pah! '

The old dog sat down on the plaque.

It didn't react and was just stunned. Its mind was calm and its spirit was clear. It was extremely empty and quiet. It forgot about the heaven and earth, forgot about everything, forgot about the red dust, and forgot about the mountains, rivers and nature.

Selflessness.

For more than ten minutes, the old dog remained motionless until a hand waved in front of its eyes again and again. Finally, the hand couldn't hold back any longer and grabbed a long, thin hair and pulled it hard.

The old dog suddenly woke up, confused:
"What happened to me just now?"

Zhou Mu didn't answer, but pursed his lips and pointed under its butt.

The old dog lowered his head, looking at the upper half of the word "率" (rate) revealed between his legs, and fell into deep thought.

The character "率" is cleverly placed in the middle, and the position of the "丶" at the top of the character is even more clever.

The old dog screamed and stood up, howling like a ghost.

"you you you"

It slapped itself with its left paw and pointed at Zhou Mu with its right paw, trembling:
"Brother, you, you, you have caused me so much trouble!"

Zhou Mu had a kind face:
"Brother Xiaotian, can you trust me? This is the plaque of the Tushita Palace?"

The old dog forced himself to smile, but his smile was uglier than crying:
"I believe it."

It was somewhat distraught and horrified, staggering and reeling, almost like a dream talk:
"Tushita Palace"

The old dog couldn't help but touch the blanket hanging on the plaque:
"What is this? Such a profound Dao rhythm."

"Oh."

Zhou Mu said calmly:
"This, the carpet."

"Carpet?" The old dog was surprised: "How can a carpet have such a Taoist charm?"

As he said that, he pulled hard, and his two dog paws touched it again and again.

Zhou Mu remained calm:

"Oh, I pulled it out from Tushita Palace."

The old dog fell silent.

It loosened its grip as if it had been electrocuted.

It jumped aside like a frightened sparrow.

It cried out in a sobbing voice:

"You said you didn't demolish the Tushita Palace!!"

"calm down."

Zhou Mu had no expression on his face:

"how do you feel?"

The old dog looked miserable:
"What does it feel like?"

"It feels like sitting on it." Zhou Mu patted the plaque.

A look of panic appeared on the old dog's face, then he was a little hesitant, and then he was shy.

He finally said:

"Be still and forget everything else, and it seems like it feels good to watch the whole world."

"Is that all?"

"What else?"

Zhou Mu thought about it and patted the plaque vigorously:
“This is the plaque of Tushita Palace!”

"Tushita Palace!"

The old dog was stunned and his expression became awkward.

Zhou Mu stepped forward and whispered:
"Don't you have a different kind of refreshing feeling in your heart?"

The old dog stammered for a moment, then nodded vigorously:
"Cool!"

"Are you comfortable?"

"Comfortable!"

"That's right!"

Zhou Mu patted the old dog on the shoulder and said with a vicissitudes of life:
"You have sat on the plaque of Tushita Palace, and you have also called a certain Taoist priest 'crazy'. You have offended everyone you should have offended. There is no such thing as too much debt."

The old dog's mouth twitched and his eyes lit up.

It felt as if it had discovered a new world.

“That makes sense.”

The old dog, who was originally trembling with fear and almost crying, suddenly snatched the plaque of Tushita Palace, sat on it with high spirits, and let out a faint sigh.

The sigh was filled with satisfaction.

"Cool!"

The old dog yelled.

"You are like this."

Zhou Mu asked the old dog to stand up and folded the blanket into three layers so that it could cover the plaque.

He then said:

"Try lying down?"

The old dog rolled over and lay down, rolling around.

It was as comfortable as a caterpillar, surging here and there, its long white hair fluttering like heavy snow, and it uttered a long "ah" sound.

Zhou Mu squatted beside it, his expression became solemn:

"Brother Xiaotian, can this save you?"

The old dog's excited expression slowly disappeared. After thinking for a while, he shook his head.

"You can't save me."

It sat up straight, lifted the blanket, and pointed to the three big characters "Tushita Palace" on the plaque.

"This is ancient writing. Those who can recognize it are ancient demons or ancient saints. Unless the powerful beings in the sky are all ancient demons, they can recognize these three words and this plaque."

"At that time, I put up a plaque in front of me, and they dared not move."

“But” the old dog shook his head:

"There are indeed many ancient monsters that survived the catastrophe a hundred thousand years ago, but how can those who survived and are still alive today still be powerful? I'm afraid they are all true kings!"

"Unless it is a demon from the heavens, who has fallen to the third realm, it is possible that he is now powerful, but that kind of demon is always suppressed under a demon city, just like me."

Zhou Mu listened in silence and asked softly:
"Brother Xiaotian, why did the demon from Heaven fall to the third realm?"

"The names of all the demons in heaven are recorded in the Book of Conferred Gods and Commanded Immortals."

The old dog recalled:
"The Book of Conferred Gods and Commanded Immortals is mysterious and wonderful. It seems to carry the titles of immortals, but in fact it is connected to the destiny of the heavenly court."

"In the year when the Heavenly Court was destroyed, all the immortal officials listed in the Book of Conferred Gods and Commanded Immortals who failed to leave in time died. The demons were better off, but not much better. Except for the [Great Saint of the Demon Clan], the rest fell three levels."

"The Demon Saint, True King, Lesser Saint, and Great Power all fell to the level of Demon Immortal. The original Demon Immortals fell down three levels and became Heavenly Demons. As for the Heavenly Demons, probably none of them survived that catastrophe."

Zhou Mu listened silently, and roughly understood that the heavenly realm and the fairyland were divided into three levels, and the monsters in these two levels fell through three levels in succession.

But the stronger ones are in a miserable state. It seems that there is no distinction between the 'three levels' for the powerful, the true king, and the demon saint. It is just a complete realm. Once the demon saint falls, he will directly fall into a demon immortal!
just
he asked:
"Why doesn't the demon clan great saint fall down?"

Zhou Mu thought of the legendary Monkey King. Well, that person should not be on the list of gods and immortals.

The old dog thought for a moment and explained:
"The demon clan great saint is equivalent to the Taoist monarch and the ancient Buddha. That level is the level of true transcendence, jumping out of time and history. Once you prove it, you will prove it forever. Once you obtain it, you will obtain it forever. It is also called [Daluo]."

"Daluo." Zhou Mu said in a daze.

The old dog said faintly:
"I appreciate your kindness, Brother Zhou, but now I am facing a dead end and I can't see a way out, but I am not afraid."

It stared at Zhou Mu with sharp eyes:

"Brother Zhou will definitely be a man who can transcend time in the future. There is no doubt about that. When the time comes, rewrite the past, rewrite history, and teach me to die and be reborn again!"

Zhou Mu pursed his lips and said nothing. It wasn't that he didn't have confidence, but at that level.
too far.

There is no hope at all.

He thought about it:
"Is there no way to escape quietly?"

"No."

The old dog shook his head:

"This sealing array comes from an unknown Great Sage. It was set up by the Great Sage."

Zhou Mu was helpless.

He suddenly remembered something, looked up and asked:

"Brother Xiaotian, you know the Heavenly Court's Thunder Decree, so if a mid-level Thunder Decree draws down thunder, can it break this formation?"

The old dog was stunned and looked at Zhou Mu deeply:
"A mid-level thunder decree? I have some impression that it can send down thunder, blue thunder, sky thunder and immortal thunder. But even the heavenly immortal thunder is only comparable to the all-out attack of a third-level immortal in the immortal realm - Xuanxian. It cannot break this formation."

After thinking for a while, it said:
"It's hard to say. The Thunder Edict has the seal of the Heavenly Emperor. It was struck by the will of heaven and earth, and the formation cannot be stopped. But the noise would be too loud. Even if the formation is broken, it will attract the attention of the whole world."

Zhou Mu scratched his head in distress, feeling somewhat helpless.

He can't seem to see the way forward.

for a long time.

"It will take at least a month before the sun sets."

Zhou Mu said solemnly:
"Before that, brother, your life may not be in danger. In more than a month, maybe I can find an opportunity. Before that."

He glanced at the teleportation array in the distance, not intending to leave directly. His eyes lit up slightly, and he said:
"I need to become stronger, as soon as possible, and I'll ask my brother to protect me a little."

The old dog was puzzled, and then he saw Brother Zhou sitting cross-legged and arranging the seven stolen magic weapons in a row. His skin was torn, and granulation tissue grew out, wrapping one of the magic weapons.

"I have to break into the second level first." Zhou Mu said to himself.

“Second level? The second level of the Eight-Nine Profound Art? Are you going to reach the second level like this?” The old dog was startled and a little dazed.

When the master first switched to practicing the Eight-Nine Profound Art, it wasn't this fast, right?

"He took a shortcut, took a trick, and swallowed these magic tools to replenish himself - this seems to have an unstable foundation."

While Zhou Mu was swallowing the magic weapon, he explained:

"But at this point, who cares about whether the foundation is there or not? We can just slowly make up for it later."

After that, he stopped talking and just silently swallowed the magic tools, one, two, three.
When the fourth magic weapon was swallowed by the flesh,
A brilliant golden light rose and fell in Zhou Mu's body, and a tearing pain made him roar unconsciously.
Every inch of muscle and bone in the body is being torn, broken, and reshaped!
The body is being cleansed and sublimated.

A talisman vessel is one that has magical talismans engraved on it, which can trigger extraordinary powers.

A Dharma instrument is one that the caster has poured all his efforts into, and it involves one Dharma and one mystery.

The rattle that possessed the power of 'shaking the soul and dispersing the spirit' was swallowed up;

The long sword that possessed the magical power of 'transforming air into water, and water into frost' was swallowed up;
Then there is the round bowl that can emit golden light, imprison the body, fly around at will, and there is a sharp stone that can hit people's mind.

Four Dharma instruments and four kinds of Dharma wonders.

Amid the intense pain that washed away his bones and marrow, Zhou Mu had his eyes closed, but he could see the "qi" filling up his surroundings.

The wisps are like mist, everywhere and everywhere.

"The vitality of heaven and earth."

He recalled the furnace breathing method, and opened all 36,000 pores on his body, absorbing every ounce of heaven and earth's vital energy into his body.

The vital energy enters the body, gathers into strands, travels through the meridians, and reaches all over the body.

【Eight-Nine Profound Art】Second turn, getting started.

The first level of Qi realm has been achieved.

Zhou Mu, who practiced the Eight-Nine Profound Art, had a physique that was a hundred times stronger than that of an ordinary person at the first level of the Qi Realm, and the amount of vital energy that could be contained in his meridians was also a hundred times greater than theirs!
Moreover, Zhou Mu's physique has truly made a great leap forward. If the increase in the vitality of heaven and earth is taken into account,

The strength of a single arm, without the fourfold blessing of Fuyao Gong, is already comparable to the state of activating the giant spirit's magical power at the first turn!
One arm, a force of twelve million pounds.

With the help of Fuyao Gong, it becomes [48 million jin] of strength.

Forty-eight million kilograms!

What if we activate the giant again?
Zhou Mu didn't dare to think about it.

Although he didn't understand the second level of Qi Realm, he always felt that he should be able to kill it with a hammer.

“Is this the energy of heaven and earth?”

Zhou Mu opened his eyes and stood up.

If you stare with your eyes, you will feel the magic of a round bowl, with golden light emitting from it, which can imprison your body and soul. If you blow on it slightly, you will feel the mysterious meaning of a rattle, which can shake your soul and disperse your spirit effortlessly.

He stretched out his finger and pointed, like a frosty sword, water droplets appeared in the air and then condensed into frost!

Even the vital energy in the body is attached to the magical effect of the sharp stone weapon. When the vital energy sinks into the fist, the fist can hit the person's mind. When the vital energy lands on the foot, the foot can kick the person's spirit!

"Unfortunately, after swallowing four magic weapons, I am already 'full' and my body needs time to digest!"

Zhou Mu frowned, recalled the Eight-Nine Profound Art, explored it, and finally understood. A look of worry emerged on his face, and he discovered the real disadvantage of this shortcut.

The number of treasures of each grade that can be swallowed is limited.

The limit is nine.

In one turn, I swallowed nine talismans. At that time, I thought there was no limit, but I just felt full and bloated. Now thinking back,
"I can still swallow five more magic weapons. I must plan carefully and wait until I am close to breaking through before swallowing them!"

"And you can't just swallow it casually, you have to choose a mysterious and appropriate magical tool to swallow it!"

By swallowing a magical weapon, one can gain a corresponding magical power, such as the power of striking a person's mind, which is even close to minor supernatural powers!
While Zhou Mu was thinking, he felt the tremendous power in his body. He turned his head and was about to say something to Brother Xiaotian.

'Om! '

He heard some unusual movement, caught a glimpse of light, and looked sideways in surprise.

Is that a teleportation array?

Above the teleportation formation, there was light flowing, as if it was activated.

The next moment, a huge bull monster that had tried to hit Zhou Mu hundreds of meters underground slowly emerged.

Not just bull monsters.

The magic circle lit up for the second time.
Accompanied by the rolling evil spirit like a sea and tide, sweeping across the entire vast cave!
A woman walked out gracefully.

Demon fairy.

(End of this chapter)