I have a relic of heaven

Chapter 119: Sky Collapse (End of this Volume)

"Are you also from Tushita Palace?"

The sea of clouds rolled and burned, the four mighty ones looked at each other in confusion, and Su Daji widened her eyes.

And the Silver Horn Venerable.

He was stunned, seemed confused, and asked:

"Your words"

"What does it mean??"

As he asked the question, the four ancestral artifacts seemed to be shining.

Zhou Mu scratched his head and simply sat down. The powerful men stared at him, causing him pain as if his skin was torn apart, but he seemed unharmed and said:

“I have two dreams.”

He thought about it a lot, and he didn't know what was good and what was evil, and he didn't know why the Silver Horned Lord was a vassal of the Southern Dynasty.
Then give Venerable Silver Horn some spicy food.

"It was a very short dream. A Taoist priest named Yuanshi Tianzun stroked my head in the dream."

The brilliance on the four ancestral artifacts stagnated slightly, and the great power was condensed.

Zhou Mu continued:
"I also have a very long dream, which I have almost every day."

"In the dream, I was in a Taoist temple. There was a stove in the temple, and the fire under the stove was very faint."

"Behind the stove, there are ninety-nine steps paved with white jade. At the top is a small platform. An old man is sitting on the platform. In front of him is an incense burner with three burning incense sticks on it. Two of them have burned out, and one is about to burn out."

The Silver Horned Venerable trembled slightly and his breathing became rapid. The four mighty men also felt a chill on their backs and their scalps went numb!

This scene described by this little guy
They had all met not long ago.

That's when the divine secrets are calculated.

This Silver Horned Venerable, who is suspected to be from the Tushita Palace, was once said by the Demon Saint in the past that it was the Tushita Palace.

And at this moment, the little kid in front of him described it exactly.

"And then?" asked the Silver Horned Venerable with a trembling voice.

Zhou Mu frowned and continued:

"I have had this dream since I was a child. I go to that Taoist palace every day. My grandfather said that it is Tushita Palace."

He seemed to remember something, his eyes lit up slightly:

"Once, I asked the old man why the fire under the stove was so small. The old man said that no one was fanning the fire. His two boys were no longer in the Taoist temple. One of the old man's boys seemed to be called Jinjiao, and the other was called Yinjiao."

After a pause, Zhou Mu stared at the Silver Horned Reverend:
"You said that you came from Tushita Palace and that you have a shining silver horn on your forehead. Is the boy the old man was talking about you?"

The Silver Horned Venerable curled up on the cloud, his eyes red, muttering:

“It’s me, it’s me”

"It's me"

He closed his eyes, took a deep breath, opened his eyes again, and stared at Zhou Mu:

"Any more?"

All the great ones remained silent and listened attentively. The ancestral vessels they held also became quiet at this moment. The Buddha's light from the pagoda and the alms bowl faded.

The Big Sun True Fire on the flying knife stopped burning, and the evil spirits in the big banner stopped howling, as if some living creature was listening through the ancestral artifact.

Zhou Mu seemed unaware, and just pretended to recall the past, saying:
"Every time I dream about that Taoist temple, the old man always likes to talk to me about a lot of things, some mysterious things."

"For example, what is the truth that can be told? It is not the true truth."

"Another example is that the heaven and earth are unkind and treat all things as straw dogs."

"My grandfather always mentioned the word 'wuwei' and told me that 'Tao follows nature' and 'no action can achieve everything'."

Reverend Silver Horn wiped away his tears, nodded again and again, and spoke absentmindedly:
"Yes, Master, Yes, Master"

Zhou Mu felt relieved and said with a smile:
"When I was a kid, I was always very curious and liked to ask the old man questions. I asked him what the long carpet was."

"Grandpa said that it is called the [Twelve Mysterious Scrolls]."

"I asked the old man why the teacup used to make tea looked so mysterious, and he said it was called the Heaven-Swallowing Pot."

"I also asked the old man why the incense burning in the incense burner had not burned out for many years, and why there was a name on it."

Zhou Mu seemed to be recalling, saying the names one by one:

"There are three names under the three incense sticks. One is called [Emperor Jun], one is called [Tai Yi], and the other is called [Yu Huang]."

The four mighty men shuddered together, Su Daji swallowed her saliva, and the Silver Horned Venerable nodded desperately.

Zhou Mu smacked his lips instead:
"When I was a kid, I secretly drank the tea from my grandfather's cup, and then thirty-six colors of light began to emerge from my nose and mouth."

"I blocked my eyes, ears, mouth and nose, but the pores all over my body were still emitting thirty-six colors of light, which were colliding in the Taoist palace."

He described it vividly, as if it were a personal experience.

be honest.

Zhou Mu sighed:

"Grandpa said that the tea is called something, [Big Red Spirit Tea]."

The powerful ones were bewildered, having never heard of this kind of tea. However, Venerable Silver Horn stood up suddenly, and the four ancestral vessels on the side were each emitting a light that was shaking violently.

"Big Red Spirit Tea."

The Silver Horned Venerable spoke in a dreamlike voice, but then suddenly he looked extremely sad and muttered to himself:
"You, you just drank it like that?? You're wasting food, you're wasting food."

The ancestral artifact shone with brilliance, as if one could empathize with the great will placed on it.

At this moment, Venerable Silver Horn had completely believed Zhou Mu's words. Every scene he described and every noun he said were true.

These are not big secrets, but they are definitely not known by ordinary creatures - below the Daluo, everyone is an ordinary creature in front of the master.

Well, so is Ronaldo.

Reverend Silver Horn took a step forward and looked at Zhou Mu with an extremely gentle gaze, as if he was looking at a very close junior of his family, and said softly:
"Kid, are there any more?"

"very many."

Zhou Mu continued to describe vividly:

"Grandpa always taught me a lot of things, but I couldn't learn them. They were too difficult. He wouldn't let me leave the Taoist palace, nor would he let me touch the big pill furnace called the Eight Diagrams Furnace. He also never told me what was being refined in the furnace."

"Besides that, I'm fine with anything."

"When I was a child, my favorite thing was to sit on my grandfather's futon, secretly drink the Great Red Spirit Tea, look at the incense that seemed to never burn out, and look at the vast Taoist palace."

The ancestral weapon trembled slightly, and the Silver Horned Venerable was stunned:
"Master, do you have permission to sit on the futon?"

"You are allowed to sit on His cushion?"

Zhou Mu thought for a moment and said:
"I don't know, but Grandpa never, ever stopped me."

Yinjiao looked at Zhou Mu with a gentler gaze.

No longer looking at the younger generation with eyes.

As if staring at his little master.

Zhou Mu sighed again:

"When I was a kid, I always wanted to practice cultivation, but what my grandfather talked about was too abstruse and too profound."

"I asked the old man to teach me some simple things and make me some pills that I can eat."

"But my grandfather told me that his way is to do nothing. He will not interfere with my practice, my growth, or anything else."

The Silver Horned Reverend nodded repeatedly:
"That's it, that's it!"

Zhou Mu felt that the plan was almost ready and the timing was about right, so he smiled and said:

"Although Grandpa didn't allow me to leave the palace, I once saw him take down the palace's plaque and bring it back. After that, I liked to sleep on that plaque."

“When I lie down on it, I feel extremely wonderful, forgetting everything inside and outside, forgetting the world, and forgetting myself.”

The ancestral weapon vibrated more violently, emitting light. Venerable Silver Horn and Su Daji's eyes widened.

Zhou Mu said slowly:

"Later, the old man told me that I didn't need to go to Tushita Palace anymore. He told me that I had to practice step by step on my own."

"He told me that he was in Tushita Palace, waiting for me to practice to the point where I could see him myself."

"And during this period, I have to be careful, careful, and careful again. They said they would not help me - if I can't beat others, I can't beat others. If I die, I die."

Silver Horn clenched his fist:
"This is the master."

He looked very gentle, and his tone was very gentle:
"The master will not defend anyone."

"But I will."

Zhou Mu was stunned:
"But aren't you from the Southern Demon Dynasty?"

Yinjiao was stunned, his expression suddenly dimmed, he opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but nothing came out.

He was lost.

Zhou Mu smiled and said:
"But don't worry."

“Although I never dreamed of Tushita Palace again, the things I took away before leaving there can help me practice.”

The energy in the four ancestral artifacts was gathering and rising steadily. Yinjiao looked up in astonishment:

"What did you take?"

Zhou Mu smiled, his mind racing, teacup?
Looks too ordinary.

carpet?

It’s not quite enough.

Great Red Spirit Tea? Well, it's also just average.

so.
Zhou Mu calmly spread out his hands, ripples appeared, and a large plaque fell into his hands.

“Plaque.”

"A plaque from Tushita Palace."

"It's very comfortable to sleep."

‘Boom! ! ’

A loud thunder streaked across the sky, the sea of clouds rolled violently, and the Silver Horned Venerable suddenly stood up again!
The Tushita plaque is full of Taoist charm and echoes with all kinds of sounds from the past.

There was the sound of wind created by the palm-leaf fan, the roaring fire under the Bagua stove, and the whispering of two children. It was all so real and vivid in my mind.

"I see."

The face of Venerable Silver Horn was distorted. Listening to the past sounds that were originally vague but now sounded loud in his ears, tears flowed down his face unknowingly.

"I see!"

He finally knew where the echo from Tushita Palace that he heard came from!
The rolling sea of clouds froze at this moment, and the four ancestral artifacts suddenly shone brightly. The four great men attacked at the same time, grabbing towards Zhou Mu and the plaque.
In the sky, one after another powerful and boundless wills swept over, colliding with each other and clamping each other.

The weather changes.

Zhou Mu quickly took the plaque back to the inner scene, vaguely sensing those wills beyond his imagination intersecting and balancing each other above his head, reaching a delicate balance.

The soul, which had lost all the barriers to the physical body and had become extremely sensitive, could vaguely sense the divine thoughts and eyes that were shrouding it.

They were all shattered under the powerful will!
The four mighty men attacked together, their auras intertwined around his body, tearing and robbing him, but they controlled it very well and did not hurt Zhou Mu at all!
This is opportunity.

This is the best opportunity Zhou Mu has been waiting for!

"it hurts."

A look of pain emerged on Zhou Mu's face. As the powerful energy enveloped and gathered, he stretched out his hand and grabbed the Silver Horned Venerable once or twice.

"I'm in so much pain."

He was bleeding from all seven orifices and his skin was cracked!
The four mighty men were shocked and withdrew their energy at the same time. The Silver Horned Venerable was filled with panic and suddenly attracted a huge amount of divine essence and poured it into Zhou Mu's body!
The injury healed instantly.

not only that.

Zhou Mu's eyes widened, and he broke through the realm under the tempering of the divine essence.

The vital energy in the meridians combines with the blood, flesh, tendons and bones, and the strength of the body increases rapidly.

The second level of Qi realm was achieved in the blink of an eye. The third level of Qi realm was within reach, the inner orifices had already been found, and all that was needed was to fill them with vital energy, and then one would become a [real person].

Is there such a good thing before death?

Zhou Mu was pleasantly surprised, but the pain on his face did not diminish at all. The yin and yang energies that had re-condensed during this period quietly flowed throughout his body.

To be precise, only the Taiyin Qi is circulating throughout the body.

He became emaciated, his blood and energy were drying up, his skin and body were decaying, and no matter how much divine essence the Silver Horned Venerable poured into him, there was no relief at all!
Zhou Mu secretly "rejected" the divine essence.

"What's going on!" Venerable Silver Horn was furious, his expression was extremely terrified, and his breathing was extremely rapid!
The yin and yang energies are extremely mysterious. If Zhou Mu doesn't reveal them actively, they won't be able to detect them at all.

"In theory, I should call you senior."

As Zhou Mu was decaying, he called out to the Silver Horned Reverend:
"Why did you join the Southern Demon Dynasty?"

"Have you forgotten Tushita Palace?"

He was coughing violently, and the other powerful men became panicked and spared no effort to use the power of heaven and earth to heal Zhou Mu.

But they can never save a person who actively seeks death by using the Taiyin Energy.

Zhou Mu sighed:
"Am I going to die? I don't know if I will ever see you again."

"I miss grandpa very much, you do too."

"It hurts"

His heart stopped beating and his blood and essence were exhausted. Zhou Mu even took the initiative to guide a trace of Taiyin Qi to circulate in his soul.

He stopped talking abruptly.

Then, he lost all breath.

The Silver Horned Venerable was horrified, and he poured divine essence into the body like a madman, but he could only watch as the divine essence flowed out of the dead youth's seven orifices.

then
The young man's body collapsed into ashes, not even a trace of his soul remained, and his true spirit disappeared without a trace.

The Silver Horned Venerable stood there in a daze.

The several wills that were intertwining and colliding in the sky condensed slightly, and all fell down, repeatedly scanning the pile of ashes. There was no Tushita plaque, and the souls were all lost and could not be saved.

The tyrannical will was gradually withdrawn, along with those several [ancestral artifacts]. It seemed that this place, and this Quanjue City, had lost its value.

The sea of clouds began to roll again, but the sun in the sky suddenly dimmed - the sun set on its own.

I don't know if it's because of the collision of wills between the terrifying beings.

The sun sets ahead of time.

The sky suddenly darkened.

The Silver Horned Venerable knelt in the clouds, blankly picking up the pool of ashes again and again, again and again.

"This"

The barefoot woman swallowed her saliva:
"It's definitely not me. I'm holding back my energy, and I'm doing a very good job of holding it back!"

"It's definitely not us!" the powerful ones said hesitantly.

The Silver Horned Venerable held the ashes, staggered to his feet and closed his eyes.

For a long time.

He carefully collected the ashes, lowered his head, held the chains wrapped around his body with both hands, and exhaled softly.

He raised his head, opened his eyes, and then!

day,
collapsed.

The mighty ones fought bloody battles, the sun went dark, and the sky collapsed.

Drops of blood fell from the sky, a pair of huge bare feet smashed into the demon city, and the head of an arhat cracked and fell to the ground.

The earth shook, the sky tilted, and the old woman who was playing the piano in the city opened her eyes. She knew that time was running out, and the ball of light burst out of her mouth, which turned out to be a huge, shining pearl!
The light of the big pearl reached the sky, and a dragon roar echoed throughout the demon city that was in panic.

The weeping ghost land in the east, the sharp mountain transformed by spears in the south, the silver peaks in the west, and the dead sea of blood in the north.
All were broken in the sound of the dragon's roar and under the brilliance of the big pearl!

At this moment, underground.

The cave shook, Buzhou's immortal changed color, and Tai Lao was terrified:
"The mighty will fight in a bloody battle, the sky will collapse, and all the land will become a dead and silent place."

"escape!"

"escape!!"

Old Buzhou tore the earth apart and fled madly. The immortals went to the east, south, west and north, fearing that if they ran a step too slow, they would be affected by the bloody battle with the powerful and die!

No one cared about the people in the underground city, and no one cared about the people who were struggling to survive in the East District.

Even the old immortal, the inspector, didn't bother to look for the girl who had been hard to see for thousands of years. They fled madly and turned into light and disappeared into the distance!
"Escape. Everyone, escape!" Someone shouted in the turmoil. These civilians without any cultivation began to flee, running along the crack torn open by the immortals.

All the immortals have escaped!

People were crowding and fleeing, countless people were trampled to death, crushed to death, and pieces of rubble fell down.
"Brother Xiao Wu!"

In the chaos, Hua Ling hugged Chu Yaowu, feeling panic and joy.

"I saw that old immortal run away!"

"What?" Chu Yaowu couldn't hear clearly. There were sounds of tearing, collapsing, and crying everywhere.

Hua Ling didn't explain and hugged Chu Yaowu. In the latter's astonished eyes, two "big wings" stretched out from behind her!

It is a large wing made up of precious insects and centipedes.

The girl hugged the boy and flew into the sky.

………………

Seal the trapped formation.

"The sun sets by itself."

The old dog's breath was rising steadily, and the movement outside the formation was so loud that even people inside the formation could sense it!

Its cultivation level has risen to a great level. At this moment, it can vaguely sense the changes in the outside world, sense the collapse of the sky, see the blood of a powerful man falling, and hear a dragon roar!
"Is it the mistress?"

"Why is she here??"

The old dog trembled slightly, and the dragon roar was transmitted into the Sealing Formation. Yang Niannian raised his head in confusion, as if he had realized something, and spoke subconsciously:
"It's my mother!"

The old dog staggered and suddenly looked at the girl who seemed very familiar.

It was breathing extremely rapidly, and was stunned. It suddenly realized something and tears flowed down its face.

"You guys, it's time to go."

The old dog suppressed his excitement:
"The outside world is collapsing, the blockades on all sides have been broken, the powerful are fighting a bloody battle, and..."

When I sensed the roar of the dragon and the glow of the dragon ball,

It knew what the mistress was going to do.

"Moreover, this city will be sealed off. Under the chaos of the powerful, the land of thousands of miles will be turned into a Jedi. Escape!"

Without further ado, Lao Gou ordered one person after another to move towards the teleportation array. As the light flashed, Yu Meiren, Chu Ji, Wang Chong and...
One person after another disappeared, but it kept looking towards the small temple anxiously.

When sending Li Bai away, the old dog warned him:
"You have less than ten years left to live. If you find something that can add to your innate life span, you can still live!"

The old man just smiled without saying anything, and disappeared under the light of the teleportation array.

Finally, only Yang Niannian was left.

The old dog stared at the girl, and when the latter was confused and dazed, he suddenly hugged her.

"little Master"

It pushed Yang Niannian onto the teleportation array, and finally turned back to look at the small temple.

There was a faint light on the small temple, as if something was gathering, and a ray of the will of heaven and earth was revealed.

"Brother Zhou"

"It is indeed the Earth God!"

Lao Gou was not surprised. When Brother Zhou asked the master to personally convey the message that he wanted to build a land temple and worship him himself, Lao Gou guessed it.

The earth gods are a different kind of immortal gods who do not live in heaven but on earth. They do not have the practice of extensive Dharma, but they are endowed with supernatural powers.

It is that [incense].

The supernatural powers are like incense, eating incense and fire, accumulating Dharma and spreading strength; the statue will not fall, the body will not be destroyed; the incense will not stop, the soul will not die.

A dead god of the earth, as long as there is still a trace of incense, can recreate his true body and reunite his soul in his temple. This is the will of heaven and earth, and no one except Daluo can interfere.

The old dog hurriedly pulled out the clay statue from the small temple and stuffed it into Yang Niannian's hands, saying solemnly:
"little Master."

"Run with this statue!"

"Find a place where people gather, build a land temple, and enshrine this statue in the temple."

"Remember."

It took a deep breath and finally asked:
"You, what's your name?"

Yang Niannian was completely confused and replied:

"My name is Yang Niannian - the name my father gave me is Yang Nianchan."

"You call me little master?"

The old dog kept muttering "Yang Nianchan" but did not answer and activated the formation pattern.

The light came on, and the girl holding the statue disappeared. When she reappeared, she was on the ground.

The girl was in a panic, looking at the spectacular sight of the sky collapsing, the earth being torn apart, people running around, and listening to the roar and the dragon's roar.

"It's time for you to go."

Yang Niannian heard her mother's voice in her ears, and saw a ray of light lifting her up into the air.

"Cuckoo!"

A big fat pigeon that had been flying in Quanjue City for who knows how long swooped down, crashed into her arms, and rubbed against the statue.

The dragon-like light enveloped Yang Niannian, sank into the sky, and disappeared.

Large chunks of the sky collapsed, and Quanjue City began to be destroyed, but it was not limited to Quanjue City.

Inside the tube building, the old woman's piano playing gradually became louder.

She saw an old swordsman coughing up blood and fleeing out of the city with many people. She saw a girl with big wings holding a young boy and also rushing out of the city. She saw a somewhat familiar tiger demon running away.

She saw the broken sky pressing down, and saw in the sky, a venerable man with silver horns killing one powerful man after another.

"child."

"I don't know if I can see you again." The old woman stared at the direction her daughter fled, smiled, and crushed the dragon ball that was full of glow.

This is not her Dragon Ball.

It belongs to an ancestor.

Frost formed on the ground and ice condensed. In just a moment, the entire Quanjue City, along with the trapped formation under the city, was sealed in a piece of frost and ice.

The sky fell completely and hit the frost ice, but the frost ice did not move at all.

........................

The little old man blinked his eyes, staring at the scene of the sky collapsing, and staring at the demon city sealed in frost and ice.

"Are you late?" The corners of his mouth twitched.

On the side, someone said with a smile:
"King Wu, I saw a light going over there."

The old man looked in that direction, as if thinking about something, then looked at the mad creature in the sky, slightly surprised:
"Actually, he broke through?"

"No, it has risen to a higher level."

In the sky, the Silver Horned Venerable tore the last Arhat to pieces, and the True King's aura swept out from his body.

He attacked to the north, struck to the west, and cut down to the east, without stopping.

(6k, counted as two chapters!)

(End of this chapter)