I have a relic of heaven

Chapter 208: Arrival at the Five Kings City (To be continued tomorrow)
In the vast dust, the ghost messenger carries the sedan chair, and the ghost horse follows.

Amid the flying dust, the ghost messenger carrying the sedan chair turned into a mortal, and the one-horned ghost horse turned into an ordinary horse.

"Immortal magic, nightmare prayer." A faint voice came from the sedan chair. Zhou Mu, who had transformed into an old man with white hair and beard, stroked the green lamp gently and narrated all kinds of things in that world.

"Golden dew?"

"How much gold dew??"

The porcelain doll and the fairy turtle said in unison. Zhou Mu saw shock on the delicate doll and turtle faces, while the piglet next to them was completely confused.

Zhou Mu was also confused like Tianpeng Piglet, and said:
"Uh, a pool that's about ten miles wide and a few hundred meters deep. Is it full?"

The sedan fell into dead silence, with only a green lamp burning dimly.

"Oh my God." Nezha, who had killed the Dragon Prince, led millions of heavenly soldiers, and was the direct descendant of Yuxu, had a dazed look on his face.

At the side, the face of the immortal turtle was twitching constantly.

Zhou Mu was slightly surprised and asked:
"That Jinlu, is it amazing?"

The porcelain doll said nothing, but just stretched out her hand and poked Zhou Mu's arm, and a golden light flashed on her arm.

"really."

The porcelain doll was somewhat absent-minded, and after a long while she sighed:
"The golden dew that Daoist brother mentioned must be the Taiyi Golden Dew. Legend has it that it was created by the Heavenly Emperor Taiyi in the last era. Ancient people said that Taiyi gave birth to water, and this water refers to the golden dew."

Slow down,
Porcelain Doll looked at Zhou Mu, who was frowning, and said with a complicated expression:
"Brother Dao may not have any idea about Taiyi Jinlu, so I will put it this way - Laojun, among the elixirs that Laojun refines, there is one called [Nine-transformation Golden Pill], which can instantly create a Daluo."

"And Taiyi Golden Dew is the main ingredient of the Nine-Transformation Golden Pill!"

"I once heard Laojun and the Emperor of Heaven discussing the Dao. At that time, Laojun said that a pill of Nine Transformations Golden Pill requires a thousand kilograms of Taiyi Golden Dew, so the Nine Transformations Golden Pill is hard to come by."

Zhou Mu’s eyes widened. A pill that could create Daluo would require a thousand kilograms of golden dew!

How many are in that pool?
In a 10-li radius and 700-800-meter depth, the weight of the golden dew is about the same as that of ordinary water.
Probably, hundreds of billions of tons?
Zhou Mu swallowed his saliva, the fairy turtle shrank its neck, and the porcelain doll was stunned.

for a long time.

Zhou Mu stroked his long beard and couldn't help asking:

"Could it be that it's not the Taiyi Golden Dew? I absorbed all of it, and although it benefited me a lot, that's all. It doesn't seem like the main ingredient of the Nine Revolutions Golden Pill should be able to do that."

The porcelain doll was about to speak when the fairy turtle beside her said quietly:
"Teacher, you don't know that the Taiyi Golden Dew focuses on [creation]. Teacher, take some time to look at your inner world. I'm afraid there will be earth-shaking changes."

Zhou Mu was speechless. Inner location?

Once you go in, there's nothing but white.

Nothing can be seen.

He sighed faintly and changed the subject:
"Then the question arises again. Taiyi Golden Dew was created by the Second Era Heavenly Emperor Taiyi. So Taiyi should have the most of this stuff, right?"

"In that case."

Zhou Mu's expression became serious:
"In the Miluo Palace, a part of the interior of the Golden Mother's palace appeared, which was at least at the level of a Great Divine Power Master."

"There are Buddhist methods left in it, and it also involves Taiyi."

The porcelain doll and the fairy turtle both changed color slightly.
The former was silent for a moment and said:
"Brother Dao, I'm afraid this matter is not something we can get involved in. It's better to report it to Laojun."

"I know it."

Zhou Mu nodded:

"But I'm afraid that Laojun can't understand this matter clearly. The Supreme One can cover up the Supreme One. Laojun once asked me to help find out what methods the Supreme Ones used. The destruction of the Heavenly Palace that year was very strange."

After discussing with Nezha and the Turtle Spirit Mother for a long time, they still couldn't make out the reason. The little pig Tianpeng listened in confusion and had a bewildered look on his face.

Zhou Mu calmed down and practiced in silence.

After the body reaches the level of a celestial being, virtue and magical power will not be far away. When virtue and magical power are combined to achieve celestial immortality,

You can then try to refine the false inner scene into the true one - at that time, you will be able to lead Confucius to the present.

Confucius is the Daluo.

Zhou Mu slowly exhaled the Yin and Yang Qi, circulated his magic power, and multitasked while practicing the [Great Sage Method].
Especially the Great Sacred Dharma, this sutra has five levels, corresponding to the heavenly realm, the fairyland, the great power, the true king, and the sacred.
There are five levels and five mysteries. Once your virtue breaks into the celestial level, you can reach the second level of mystery - [Golden House].

According to the Great Sagely Law, Qi Zi Hua can make one possess the Qi of a saint, and the Golden House can condense virtue into a 'Golden House'.
It carries the wonderful geography of nature, and contains thousands and thousands of pages, each with a profound truth.

The Golden House is one of the most powerful Dharma images on the path of virtue.

Zhou Mu's mind gradually calmed down, and he immersed himself in cultivation. The only thing on his mind was looking through the [Xuanjin Bronze Order], or the Heavenly Treasury.

After slaying demons along the way, his skill points have exceeded 40,000.
There were no more items that could be redeemed in the treasury. Zhou Mu gritted his teeth and spent ten thousand points to exchange for a [Low-grade Spiritual Treasure Token].

The lower-grade spiritual treasure order can be used to collect any lower-grade spiritual treasure from the treasury.

"Dongzhen furnace, Taiji handkerchief, colored glaze cloud lamp, and heaven offering banner."

Dazzling.

"The Eight-Nine Mysterious Art devours treasures and can take their characteristics and mysteries and add them to one's own body."

Zhou Mu’s mind turned. If he had to choose, he would naturally choose a spiritual treasure with its main characteristics and mystical qualities. He did not care much about the ability to attack or defend.

After all, he had the Heaven-Flipping Seal for attack and the City God's Robe for defense, so he had no need for low-grade spiritual treasures.

Pick and choose.

"It's just you."

Zhou Mu thought about it and finally chose the [Dongzhen Furnace]. Although this treasure is of low quality, its mystery is no less than that of medium or even high quality spiritual treasures.
The Dongzhen furnace does not have a strong killing power, and its protective ability is not outstanding, but it is extremely amazing in the way of suppression and "refining".

The truth of things and objects can be refined, and this is called the profound truth.

He absorbed the palm-sized object into his body, then gritted his teeth and spent five thousand points of energy to exchange for five thousand low-grade magic weapons, which he swallowed into his stomach to nourish the flying knives in his stomach.

Even the sound of Zhou Mu's breathing turned into the clanging sound of swords.

time flies.

The third day, early morning.

As the morning sun rose and the first rays of light shone on the sedan chair, Zhou Mu slowly opened his eyes, a smile on his face, and slowly put away the [Tushita Plaque] that he was sitting on.

“I’ve learned a lot.”

Zhou Mu stretched his body and could sense the Qi in his heart forming a small furnace shape, burning fiercely.
The heart in the furnace pumps the blood throughout the body, so every minute and every second, the blood is being burned and tempered.
The rate of strengthening is very slow, but it is real.

Zhou Mu stretched out his hand and slightly lifted the curtain in front of the sedan chair:
"We've arrived at the Five Kings City?"

He looked ahead and could vaguely see a huge, boundless city in the distance. The road below the sedan was extremely wide, about a thousand feet wide.
There are countless carriages and pedestrians on the road. You can see the peddler walking with one foot deep and one foot shallow in the morning sun.
Zhou Mu actually saw it, a train? ?
A steam train humming with steam? ?

He was stunned, looked at the peddler not far from the sedan chair, and then looked at the steam train in the distance, feeling a little magical. "What is that train?"

Zhou Mu looked at Luo Shuangyu who was riding a horse beside the sedan chair.

At this time, she, Xiao Wu, and Xu Xian were all wearing bamboo hats, so their faces could not be seen clearly. Under them was an ordinary horse transformed from the one-horned ghost horse. Regardless of the bamboo hat or the ordinary horse,
They were all disguised by Zhou Mu using the magic of nightmare prayer. After all, this was the Five Kings City, and he came here to collect debts.
But the problem is that it is not even clear who to ask for the debt from - for example, Zhou Mu has no idea who the so-called right hand is.

If we make too much fanfare, we might alert the enemy.

"To reply to Mr. Zhou's question." Luo Shuangyu had been riding for a month or two and now looked a little tired:
"That steaming train is a unique invention of the Buzhou Ministry of Works. It is called the Steam Wooden Dragon."

"Ministry of Industry?" Zhou Mu had some impression. It seemed that this cold-faced girl had mentioned it to him when he was in Quanjue City.

"Yes." Luo Shuangyu replied briefly: "There are nine Buzhou departments: Gua, Yao, Sha, Tu, Zhen, Wei, Wang, Sheng, and Gong. Each department has its own duties, and the masters of the nine departments are all true kings."

"Oh?"

Zhou Mu became interested and asked:

"The Nine Buzhou Tribes, aren't they the Nine True Kings? Who are these ancient sages and saints?"

The porcelain doll also listened curiously. To be honest, some of the ancient sages and saints were his acquaintances.

Luo Shuangyu replied:
"The master of hexagrams is Zhou Gongdan, the master of medicine is Qi Bo, and the five kings are responsible for killing, slaughtering, suppressing, intimidating, and ruling, namely King Wu, King Tang, King Ming, King Han, and King Qin."

"The leader of the Holy Department is [Heart Saint], and the leader of the Works Department is [Mozi]."

Zhou Mu was amazed, these were all well-known figures, the Five Kings, Duke Zhou, Qi Bo, Mo Zi, and as for the Sage of the Heart, it must be Wang Yangming, the one who cut bamboo.

They are indeed worthy of the title of saints.

Just when Zhou Mu was thinking about it, Luo Shuangyu reminded him in a low voice:

"Mr. Zhou, if you continue to ride in the sedan chair, maybe, maybe there will be some trouble."

"Oh?"

Zhou Mu was surprised. While guiding the energy of heaven and earth to cleanse the body of Yang Niannian who was still sleeping, he asked:
"how do I say this?"

"Senior, you should know that there are two forces in our human race, Buzhou and Kunlun. Buzhou is in power and controls the Five Kings City, but Kunlun should not be underestimated."

Luo Shuangyu explained softly:
"Among the four lords of Kunlun, there is a true king named Giant Lord, who believes that everyone is equal - this is originally a good thing, but the Giant Lord has practiced this to the point of obsession."

"He couldn't enter the Five Kings City. The kings wouldn't let him in, so he stayed in the outer city. He was very extreme and didn't allow anyone to serve or work for another person. He even forbade old farmers to hire people during the busy farming season."

"The same is true for carrying a sedan chair."

Zhou Mu stroked his long beard, thinking:
"The Giant King wants to create a world without distinction between up and down? That's a good idea, but it's difficult, almost impossible."

Xu Xian, who had been silent all this time, couldn't help but speak:
"Senior, you may not know that it was this great king who attacked the Five Kings City time and again, saying that the kings in the city were too high up and should all be killed, and that no one above them should be allowed to appear."

"If the kings hadn't known that his nature was not bad, and his ideals were great, but he was possessed by a demon, they would have never bothered with him, otherwise."

In the sedan, the porcelain doll and the fairy turtle were amazed, while Zhou Mu was even more interested:

"In that case, I would like to meet this great king."

As they were talking, the group was already approaching the Five Kings City, or rather, had arrived at the so-called outer city.

The outer city is thousands of miles outside the walls of the Five Kings City. The land is flat, the houses are neat, there are countless fertile fields, trees and ponds everywhere, the roads are interconnected, and the chickens and dogs can be heard. It is a paradise on earth, completely different from what Zhou Mu imagined.

"Mr. Zhou, this is the land of the Giant Lord, which occupies about two to three thousand miles to the west of the outer city."

Luo Shuangyu whispered:

"I guess, in a sense, this area of several thousand miles is the last pure land in the world."

"Oh?"

Zhou Mu asked:

"Isn't the Five Kings City considered a pure land? What about other areas in the outer city?"

Luo Shuangyu hesitated for a moment and smiled bitterly:

"I can't say anything about the city, but the rest of the place outside the city, outside the Jujun's territory, is almost the same as the breeding area. Although people are not in danger of losing their lives every day, their lives are not good either."

Zhou Mu frowned, and through the curtain of the sedan chair, he looked at the common people, some carrying hoes and leading cows, preparing for the morning plowing.
There were also groups of three or four who sat on the ground, chatting in the breeze.
Further away, one could see a dozen civilians dressed in yamen runners' clothes, all of whom looked like constables, helping an old farmer to plow the land.

Hiring is not allowed here, but lending a hand or doing a favor is certainly not considered oppression.

The same thing is that everyone's face was filled with a smile from the heart.

"It's a bit extreme, but at least we can see the results." Zhou Mu sighed, but he didn't remove the sedan chair.

The sedan chair was still carried by the bearers transformed from the big ghost.

Sure enough, the civilians chatting on the side of the road and the old farmers working in the fields all looked over in surprise. Some of them stood up and left in a hurry, as if to report.

Chu Yaowu, who was riding on the horse, was fine, but Xu Xian and Luo Shuangyu became a little nervous.

Not long after.

There were chaotic footsteps, and Zhou Mu saw a group of about ten "constables" dressed in ancient yamen clothes rushing over aggressively.
The old farmer who had helped them plow the fields before also staggered over, holding a rake.

About ten people came in no particular order, holding sticks as thick as bowls, and one of them shouted loudly:
"Why don't you get out of the sedan quickly? You are not allowed to do this here!"

There were also constables who shouted to the bearers of the sedan chair:
"Brother, put down the sedan chair. Everyone is equal here. No one can sit on your shoulders!"

More than a dozen constables either scolded or admonished them, most of them were filled with righteous indignation, and surrounded Zhou Mu and his group, watching them with a fierce look.

“Interesting,” the porcelain doll whispered, while the Tianpeng piglet glared, rolled up its sleeves, and looked ready to kill—Zhou Mu pushed it back.

"Tianpeng, if you go out like this, I don't know how many civilians will be scared. Change yourself."

As he spoke, Zhou Mu stretched out his hand and activated the magic nightmare prayer. The Tianpeng pig really turned into a white and tender piglet the size of three palms.

The little piglet pouted:
"Grand Marshal, this..."

"obedient."

Zhou Mu dare not let Zhu Bajie run around, he must keep him by his side at all times - this is a god with a mental problem!
Even if he was severely injured, even if he was only equivalent to a top True King at this time, if he was not careful, it would be easy to destroy half of the Five Kings City.
Immediately, Zhou Mu held the piglet in his arms, opened the curtain of the sedan chair, and slowly walked down.

The detectives surrounded them in a rush, holding sticks and looking fierce.

"I was passing by this place and heard of the great lord's name, so I wanted to come and pay him a visit."

"Jujun?"

A simple-looking constable snorted, frowned, glanced at the sedan bearer, then glanced at the horse, and then glared:

"What do you want from me, you oppressor?"

(End of this chapter)