I have a relic of heaven

Chapter 126: Subduing the Old Turtle, the Monkey King's Past

Back to the temple.

The clay statues were returned to their original positions, and the faint power of incense and prayers enveloped the stone temple, blocking out all prying eyes.

"Hmm." The temple keeper stretched lazily. Zhou Mu teased, "Lord Dragon?"

Yang Niannian rolled her eyes:

"You are still Zhou Muwu! Don't you know how to change more?"

“That’s not necessary.”

"What is Tianque? When did we join it?"

"Just now."

Zhou Mu said as a matter of course:
"I just erected it."

Yang Niannian rolled her eyes beautifully.

Zhou Mu smiled:
"I don't want to enter Buzhou, nor do I want to enter Kunlun. I thought about it and decided that it would be better for me to establish my own power."

He lowered his eyelids slightly, his mind full of thoughts.

Zhou Mu is ambitious.

A ninth-rank immortal official can be promoted to the eighth rank, and an eighth-rank immortal official can be promoted to the seventh, sixth, or even the third rank.

And if he becomes a first-rank immortal official in the future, can he go one step further?

If I get to that point, I should be very powerful at that time, but is it possible?
Rebuilding Heaven?

Zhou Mu was somewhat fascinated. The Emperor of Heaven
Before the demons caused chaos in the world, countless heroes and tyrants in ancient times fought each other for supremacy. Even the throne of the emperor was like this, so what about the Emperor of Heaven?

It would be a lie to say that I don’t want to be the Emperor of Heaven.

Zhou Mu not only dared to think, but also dared to do it.

The Heavenly Palace is empty - just in case, just in case I reach that step, I can't let it remain empty any longer.

Plan ahead.

He shook his head, exchanged a few words with Yang Niannian, walked to the clay statue, and stared at the trembling celestial turtle in the statue's palm.

"You said you have lived for a million years?" Zhou Mu asked with interest.

The old turtle looked cautiously at the motionless clay statue and did not answer.

Zhou Mu shook his head.

“You said you’ve lived for a million years?” This time, it was the clay statue that asked the question. His tone was exactly the same as Zhou Mu’s, except it was extremely loud, like the ringing of a huge bell.

The old turtle was stunned, and memories from who knows how many years ago came flooding back to him, and his eyes suddenly widened.

"God Body"

It murmured, turned its head stiffly, looked at Zhou Mu, and spoke stiffly:
"You are the Land Lord?"

"Oh?" Zhou Mu smiled: "You really know a lot?"

The old turtle had a sad face:
"When the little turtle was still young and ignorant, it was really enlightened by a great land grandfather. The little turtle has never eaten anyone or done anything bad!"

As it spoke, it exhaled another breath of pure air and said carefully:

"Humans follow the great principles of heaven and earth. Monsters that eat humans exhale polluted air. Only little turtles, who have never eaten humans, can exhale pure and clean air!"

Zhou Mu touched the turtle's head, thinking:
"I heard that after the great changes in the world, the life span of practicing cultivation can only reach ten thousand years at most, unless you practice cannibalism. How did you manage to live for a million years?"

"Even if there hadn't been a great change in the world, a person with heavenly realm cultivation wouldn't have lived for a million years, right?"

The old turtle quickly explained:
"Grandpa Earth doesn't know that only the new life that is born after the great changes in the world can live to the fullest - that is, only the creatures that have appeared in the past 100,000 years can live to the fullest!"

After a pause, it continued flatteringly:
"Nowadays, many demon cities are under the control of demons from the ancient times. Aren't they still alive? I am lucky, little turtle. Back then, I got a peach pit."

"Peach pit?" Zhou Mu was curious.

The old turtle shrank his neck:
"The land grandfather who enlightened my little turtle back then was very powerful. He once made friends with a great saint from the demon clan!"

"When I was a kid, I heard from the land god that the Great Sage had caused trouble in the Heavenly Palace and took away a lot of peaches that could add to one's longevity. Later, he rewarded my land god with a peach!"

After a pause, the old turtle smiled awkwardly:
"Although the Earth God had eaten the peach long ago, he kept the peach pit as a treasure and commemoration for who knows how many years, until it enlightened me. I was ignorant at that time and swallowed it in one gulp."

"Plus, our turtle tribe has always lived long lives, so..."

Zhou Mu suddenly realized that the Great Sage who caused trouble in Heaven must be that person, the God of Land who was on good terms with the Great Sage?

He asked curiously:
"How did the land god become friends with a demon clan great saint?"

The old turtle thought for a moment and said:
"I don't know the details, but I vaguely remember hearing that land grandfather say that when he was still a mortal, or even a little kid, he once went to a mountain to graze."

"At that time, the demon sage was being held under the sacred mountain. The land god was still a shepherd boy. Every time he herded the animals, he would pick peaches for the sage."

"Later, the demon clan Great Sage escaped, and my land grandfather became the land god after he died. The Great Sage gave him peaches to repay his kindness."

Zhou Mu suddenly realized and now he completely believed that this old turtle had lived for a million years and was once a pet of a land god.
Otherwise, I would never be able to say these things.

After thinking for a while, he asked again:

"What kind of monster is the father of the Jiaomang that would ask a celestial turtle like you to protect his son?"

"What you don't know is that the father of that Jiaomang is a real earthly immortal Jiaolong, and he is the lord of the demon city nine thousand miles away!"

The old turtle said:

"When the old dragon saw me exhaling pure air, he captured me and forced me to become a guardian turtle for his son!"

As it said this, it was a little indignant, but reminded:

"The old dragon's son was killed by you, Grandpa. Although it doesn't know, it will feel something is wrong after a while. When the time comes, it will definitely come here to find out. Of course, it will definitely not be your opponent."

Zhou Mu frowned slightly.

On the side, Yang Niannian said worriedly:

"Brother Xiaomu, do you want to relocate all the villagers? Even if you can defeat the old dragon as a land god, if the lord of a demon city dies here, I'm afraid the consequences will be..."

Zhou Mu shook his head:

"It cannot be moved. Once the Earth God Temple is established, the land under its jurisdiction cannot be moved. I can leave, but the Earth God Temple cannot leave, and neither can the Earth God himself."

He frowned.

"Even if the villagers move away, without the earth deity, you and I may not be able to protect them with our abilities. Besides, we will eventually go far away, and the only thing that can protect them is this land temple."

Yang Niannian became even more worried:
"Then, what should we do?"

Zhou Mu's thoughts turned around:
"We can't wait for the old dragon to come to us. But if we go to the Monster City, I am definitely not its opponent. My incense-burning divine body can't go out of a hundred miles. Those two so-called supreme elders can easily destroy the Monster City, but I don't think they will make a move."

Yang Niannian was stunned:
"Grand Elder? Zhou Dafa and Yan Hui? Are they that powerful?"

"Yes." Zhou Mu nodded affirmatively:
"Yan Hui, I suspect it was a sage of our race, a Confucian saint from the old times."

Yang Niannian didn’t know what Confucianism was, but the old turtle knew and his eyes widened at this moment.

Zhou Mu continued:
"I don't know about Zhou Dafa. I suspect he is a high-ranking official of Buzhou, or even one of the nine leaders of Buzhou. I am sure that he is a true king."

"True King!!"

Yang Niannian and the old turtle exclaimed at the same time. The former was not completely ignorant at this time. Although he could not practice, he had learned a thing or two about everything through Zhou Mu in the past four years.

Naturally, I understand what "True King" means.

Yang Niannian was shocked:
"Why are the True King and that Confucian saint here, serving as the supreme elders?"

"Those two who came for us definitely know who the real land god is. I even suspect that they might have been there when the incident happened in Inujue City."

Zhou Mu said calmly:
"But it should be done with good intentions. Otherwise, we should have been taken away in seven years. The current situation is very special."

After a pause, he frowned and said:

"I know them, and they know that I know them, but if I don't break this window paper, it seems that they will not break it either - perhaps, they are your father's old friends."

Zhou Mu sighed lightly. He just didn't know who the nine leaders of Buzhou were and which ancient sages they corresponded to. Otherwise, he could have directly guessed the identity of the old man.

Yang Niannian curled her lips:
"What do you mean by my father? Isn't he also your father? I don't understand. What does this have to do with old friends?"

Zhou Mu explained:
"If my guess is correct, those two are in charge of Buzhou - at least one of them is, and he knows everything about Quanjue City, then..."

He didn't continue talking, his eyes turned dark.

Then, they knew that they were 'Zhou Mu', the Zhou Mu who took out the Tushita plaque.

"So what?" Yang Niannian asked.

Zhou Mu came back to his senses and shook his head:

"Then, if they break this layer of window paper, they will have no choice but to take me away and even interrogate me."

“This is what they should have done.”

"Now, maybe because he is the son of an old friend, or maybe because of some other reason, they don't want to do this, so they pretend not to know."

"As long as I don't break that layer of paper, they will keep pretending not to know."

As he spoke, Zhou Mu's expression became serious:

"I can ask those two to reveal their true forms and protect the villagers, but that would undoubtedly break the paper. So, I have to solve the problem of the old dragon myself."

"How to solve it?" Yang Niannian asked.

"I have my own way, maybe I can enter the demon city openly, but I will know the details later."

Zhou Mu did not explain in detail, but looked at the old turtle:

"The question now is how to deal with this Bai Wansui Sky Turtle."

The old turtle, with his paws covering his ears, was numb:

"Little turtle didn't hear anything. Little turtle didn't hear anything just now. Lord Earth, spare me!"

Zhou Mu said with a smile:
"How can I avoid killing you? Tell me."

The old turtle saw it clearly and said decisively:

"Little Turtle wants to be the pet and mount of the Earth God!"

"I don't necessarily need you." Zhou Mu said.

The old turtle was a little anxious, and suddenly realized:
"correct!"

"Lord Earth, you don't know that the territory of the Earth God is fixed, fixed!"

"Then what?" Zhou Mu asked puzzledly.

The old turtle was in high spirits:

"'Jurisdiction' is fixed. The key is the land! Little turtle, I can carry your jurisdiction on my back!"

Zhou Mu was stunned, but shook his head:

"Can you carry a hundred miles of land?"

"Not now, but maybe later!" The old turtle said hastily, "The little turtle may be lazy, but he has good talent. He can become a fake immortal sooner or later, and he may become a terrestrial immortal in the future."

"By then, I will surely be able to carry a hundred miles of land!"

Zhou Mu stared at the old turtle and finally nodded:
"I will leave sooner or later. With you, the celestial turtle, here, this place will be more peaceful and avoid a lot of trouble."

"But, as a land god, I will not allow you to leave my territory. Do you know that?"

"Little turtle knows, little turtle knows!" The old turtle kowtowed repeatedly.

"good."

Zhou Mu slowly sat down and glanced at the old turtle:

"Then at this moment, you will protect me first."

The old turtle jumped off the palm of the clay statue, and its body swelled to a size of three or four meters. Without saying a word, it lifted Zhou Mu up and placed him on its back.

"I will definitely follow your orders!"

Zhou Mu was happy, so he sat cross-legged on the turtle's back, closed his eyes, and his thoughts triggered the memory of his brother Xiaotian.

Whether the matter of the demon city can be resolved depends on this.

………………

Dao Palace.

The little Roaring Sky Dog was gnawing on a bone, and the Taoist Heavenly Master was telling the Three-Eyed God about some magical power.

Zhou Mu waited quietly, but when he didn't see the middle-aged Taoist coming, he began to worry.

In the four years since his true spirit was reunited but his physical body had not returned, he had not been able to enter dreams, so he often came back to this memory. Otherwise, he would not have been able to learn the eighteen immortal arts.
However, I never saw the middle-aged Taoist priest again.

Zhou Mu remembered clearly that the other party had said that he would take him to see the Yuxu Palace!

You're not going to default on your debt, are you?

Putting aside all distractions, Zhou Mu quickly focused on the wonderful method preached by the Taoist Heavenly Master.

The wonderful method I am describing now is a powerful method that is used in conjunction with the Eight-Nine Mysterious Arts.

【Seventy-two transformations】.

It is the 72 Earthly Transformations, not the 72 Earthly Immortal Arts.

(End of this chapter)