I have a relic of heaven

Chapter 169: Brother Da Luo called you to learn etiquette for thirty years
In the end, Zhou Mu ran back to the platform in shame.

He couldn't help but finally confirmed:

"You really won't give it to me?"

The old man fell silent, lost in thought.

He wondered if he had chosen the wrong person.

for a long time.

With a sigh, the old man waved his hand and changed the subject:
"Tell me, why did you come to see me?"

"Two things."

Zhou Mu also calmed down:
"One is about the 'Second Brother' in Tianhe. Zhu Bajie, what happened?"

The old man shook his head slightly and said calmly:

"That monkey is protecting him. Whether it's the golden hoop or the fire ring, they are not for suppressing him, but for protecting him."

Zhou Mu nodded. This was expected. He continued to ask:

"Then can I take Zhu Bajie out of Tianhe? For example, take him directly to reality?"

The old man hesitated for a moment, and finally shook his head:
"No, Tianpeng saw things he shouldn't have seen. The Tianhe River suppressed his soul, and the Dinghai Shenzhen stabilized his mind. Only in this way can he survive."

Zhou Mu was stunned. Things he shouldn’t see, things he shouldn’t see?

No wonder Zhu Bajie is in this state, mentally confused and with memory loss.
He couldn't help asking what the piglet had seen.
But unexpectedly, the old man just shook his head.

"A certain Taoist friend has intervened, so I can't see clearly, but it must be related to the Supreme Being. I asked you to go there, in addition to your chance, to try and see if you can find out."

Zhou Mu’s mind was turning over and over, and he knew that this was a game between the Supremes - but what exactly was it?
he does not know.

"Is Red Boy in the same situation?"

"It's pretty much the same." The old man nodded.

After thinking for a while, Zhou Mu continued to ask:

"But I have no idea how to investigate this matter. After all, Marshal Tianpeng knows nothing now and his mind is in a state of confusion."

The old man pondered for a moment and said:

"It's not something you can check right now. Your cultivation is still too weak. Let's wait until later. However, if you want Tianpeng to follow you into the human world, it's not impossible."

Zhou Mu was stunned:
"Isn't it that once he leaves, what should I do?"

"Didn't you get the Immortal Execution Sword Formation?"

The old man said calmly:
“Once you have mastered the formation, use it on Tian Peng, replacing Tian He and Ding Hai Shenzhen. You can also suppress his memory and intelligence, and prevent him from remembering things he shouldn’t know and dying directly.”

Zhou Mu suddenly realized, bowed to the old man, and asked his second question.

He first described the events of the Guixu ship, and then described the mark that fell into his body, and then asked:

"Grand Master, does the brand have any effect on me? I can't detect the existence of the brand at all."

The old man was happy and said with a smile:
"Brand? It has already gathered into a point of spiritual light, in your spiritual world - at this moment, it is listening to our conversation through your senses."

"what???"

Zhou Mu's eyes widened, and a certain spiritual light in his mind shook violently.

"Who is it?"

"I heard from Li Jing that it was the remaining mark of an unknown Heavenly Palace Daluo!"

The old man smiled and said:
"What a coincidence, it was that little fellow Nezha."

"Nezha."

Zhou Mu blinked, his expression turned strange - according to the myths and stories he knew in his previous life,

Nezha the Third Prince and Li Tianwang the Pagoda-Bearing King.
The relationship is not very good.

He suddenly felt itchy all over and uncomfortable - no one would feel comfortable if someone else were living in his mind and his every word and action was being watched.

"Senior, what should I do?"

Before Zhou Mu could ask, the old man waved his hand and said:

"Little Nezha is Yuanshi's disciple, so you can return him to Yuanshi when the time comes. Well, forget it, so as to avoid any more troubles caused by Xuanniao."

After all,

He stretched out his hand and Zhou Mu saw a faint spiritual light seeping out of his body and slowly floating into the palm of the old man's hand.

The faint spiritual light trembled, as if in a ceremony.

"It's hard for you, little guy."

The old man sighed softly:
"Your hatred is too deep. This is not a good thing for you. You have already achieved Daluo, so you cannot enter the human world."

He stretched out his hand and pointed, and a faint spiritual light fell on the cushion beside him, and a ray of true spiritual will separated from it.

Ripples appeared in the void, and a four or five-year-old body like a porcelain doll appeared from nothing. The true spirit's will sank into it and gradually merged into it.

half an hour.

"Nezha, hello to Laojun!" The little kid opened his eyes and bowed deeply to the old man. Then he stopped and glanced at Zhou Mu with curiosity and horror.

"No need to be polite."

The old man smiled:

"Your soul had already been scattered, and your foundation of the Great Luo Dao was destroyed. However, you were lucky and, by some strange coincidence, you were blessed by the Jade Emperor Daoist friend, and were reborn as a spirit from a little mark."

“But, after all, it is just a little spiritual light, not a soul, not a spirit, not a life. It will take many years for the spiritual light to grow into a soul and return to the Great Luo. It is better to go to the human world with this body and stay with this brat.”

As he spoke, the old man pointed at Zhou Mu, who had a confused look on his face. Nezha also looked sideways, sizing him up and down.

Zhou Mu first bowed to Nezha, then turned to look at the old man and couldn't help asking:

"Grand Master, didn't you say that once you achieve the Great Luo Realm, you will always achieve it, and once you obtain it, you will always obtain it? Why?"

The old man said calmly:
"The Great Luo will not fall, but Nezha has already died. He has not recovered yet. I just gathered a wisp of his true spirit in advance. It cannot be considered as the original Great Luo Nezha."

After a pause, he continued:

"On the other hand, regarding some of the plans and methods of Taoist friend Yuhuang, the creatures that have returned to the Guixu world are all quite special." The old man glanced at Nezha and said calmly:
“If we leave it alone, it won’t be long before Nezha, even if he reunites his soul and reaches Daluo, will lose his intelligence and become a puppet of Taoist Fellow Jade Emperor.”

"To avoid it, you need to go through the mortal world and keep your true self. This is why I let little Nezha follow you. Although he is just a [substitute] now and has only a little bit of his true self's will, he has a lot of experience and can help you a lot."

Zhou Mu was thoughtful and looked at Nezha curiously. He was staring at Nezha.

The latter returned the greeting cautiously:
"It seems that in the next few days, I will have to rely on this Taoist brother to take care of me."

Nezha was unsure of who Zhou Mu was and what his identity was. What he had overheard was too horrifying.
Therefore,

Even though Zhou Mu's cultivation was low in his eyes, even inferior to the former heavenly soldiers, he did not dare to put on airs. He put away his rebellious nature and called Zhou Mu "Brother Daoist".

Zhou Mu was a little confused when he saw this delicate porcelain doll. It was too sudden.
In the future, should I keep the legendary Nezha with me?
Zhou Mu felt strange. Although he was familiar with Little Nezha, he looked like a harmless porcelain doll.
But the other party is, after all, a Daluo.
Even if at this moment it is just an illusory body without any cultivation, even if at this moment it is just a remnant of the true spirit.

Thinking about it, he wanted Nezha to return the favor:

"Zhou Mu."

The porcelain doll did not dare to neglect and nodded quickly:
"Then I will call you Brother Zhou from now on, and Brother Dao can just call me Nezha!"

Nezha is not stupid. Just based on the few words he just said, he is both Yuanshi and Lingbao, and he makes Laojun so intimate.
He swallowed.

"good."

The old man nodded slightly at this time:

"You two need to get to know each other. We will discuss this later. Nezha may seem alive, but he is actually just blessed by my magic power. He is still a 'dead thing'. You only need to put him into the Mysterious Gold Copper Order and you can take him out of this chaotic world."

"Junior understands." Zhou Mu nodded quickly.

The old man lowered his eyelids:

"Let's get back to the point. Little fellow, you have the Yuanshi Yin-Yang Sutra, the Eight-Nine Mysterious Arts, the Immortal Execution Sword Formation and the Seven Killing Techniques, and you have also been given titles and titles by the three of us."

He slowed down and said slowly:
"In this way, you can be considered as the Three Pure Ones walking outside. However, your lack of composure can easily tarnish the reputation of the Three Pure Ones."

Zhou Mu had a bad feeling in his heart and asked carefully:
"You want to teach me etiquette?"

The old man raised his eyelids:
"Etiquette? You should really understand etiquette. In this way, if you bear my name, you should be a real Laozi."

The porcelain doll's eyes widened. Zhou Mu felt alarmed and took three steps back.
"You want me to perform a western march through Hangu Pass?"

"No."

The old man smiled and said:
"[Laozi] was once a historian who kept the sutras of the dynasty. He read the scriptures of the world day and night, and that is how he gained the reputation of being a virtuous saint."

Zhou Mu felt more and more uneasy and suspected that the old man wanted to take revenge on him - and sure enough!
The old man's smile became more and more overflowing:

"I, Laozi, have studied in the treasury for thirty years. So, you should also go to the treasury to study the scriptures of the world for thirty years."

"In this way, I think I will be able to understand some etiquette, and naturally gain some dignity, so that I won't tarnish my reputation in the future."

Zhou Mu felt dizzy and confused. How many years?
Thirty years!
Can we only read scriptures, examine papers, watch ceremonies and learn the law? ?

Kill me!

Zhou Mu felt something was wrong and said quickly:

"Senior, thirty years is not a passing moment. If you really waste thirty years, who knows what kind of chaos the old Emperor of Heaven will cause in the human world. It's possible that the world will be turned upside down!"

The porcelain doll's eyelids twitched wildly when she heard this.

Zhou Mu continued without even taking a breath:
"Besides, there is no storage room here."

"Isn't it simple?"

The old man asked back:

"You can go back to the beginning of the era and be the keeper of the Tibetan history for thirty years. But you have to make it clear that for thirty years, you cannot leave the Tibetan keeper's room. You only need to read books and scriptures every day, lest you ruin the original history!"

After a pause, He added with a smile:

"So, the past thirty years have passed while I waited for you to return. Now, the years are just a moment. I won't miss anything."

Zhou Mu looked miserable at first, but then he perked up and asked carefully:

"Then, can I practice?"

He thought that it was good to have thirty years of peaceful practice for nothing, as he was short of time at the moment.

but.

The old man shook his head:

"You should do what Laozi did in the past, but you must not disrupt the course of history."

Zhou Mu was shocked. He couldn't even practice?
He shouted:

"But how many times has Senior Yuanshi changed history?"

"You also know that it was Yuanshi? He changed history, and the cause and effect were nothing to Him. But if you interfered with the past and changed history, the cause and effect would be imposed on you."

The old man shook his head:

"You can ask Nezha, after he attained the Daluo, does he dare to tamper with the past at will?"

The porcelain doll shook her head:
"It's okay to make a few small changes, but if you make too many changes, the consequences will be very overwhelming. Brother Zhou, your cultivation is shallow. If you have to bear the consequences yourself, even a little bit, you won't be able to bear it!"

Zhou Mu groaned inwardly, and said:

"Then I have to go see Senior Yuanshi first, right? Aren't you unable to interfere with the past?"

"That's true."

The old man said leisurely:
"You should go see Yuanshi first. Yuanshi knows what to do. Remember, if you follow his instructions and calm down, thirty years will be nothing more than a moment. If you are not honest, you will have to start over for another thirty years. If you are still not honest, it will be another thirty years."

"Okay, that's enough, let's go!"

The old man waved his sleeves, and Zhou Mu's thoughts were forcibly driven into the memory fragments of his own spiritual world. His vision blurred, and he had arrived at that palace, changing into the perspective of Roaring Sky Dog.

"Again?"

A middle-aged Taoist frowned. Is he thinking that he is the boss here?

He had a terrible headache.

(End of this chapter)