I have a relic of heaven

Chapter 212: Using the present to usurp the past, Confucius’ legacy is in my hands
In the ancient building.

Zhou Mu closed his eyes and remained sitting upright. With a thought, he arrived at the time before the first calamity in an instant.

The scenery before his eyes changed, and in the moment when everything became clear, his thoughts detached from Roaring Sky Dog and suddenly came to a towering Taoist palace - Yuxu Palace.

Zhou Mu understood and knocked on the palace gate.

The palace gate was not open yet, but I felt the world spinning. When I regained my sight, I was already in the Yuxu Palace, facing the middle-aged Taoist priest across the table.

"I see you're in a hurry, what's the matter?"

The Taoist spoke calmly and reached out his hand. A teacup appeared in front of Zhou Mu's eyes. The cup contained no tea but a pure white unknown liquid.

Zhou Mu picked it up and drank it all in big gulps. The white liquid melted in his mouth and flowed through his limbs and bones.

He then briefly described the events at the Golden Mother's Palace, and recounted his conversation with the Great Lord, and finally said:

"According to what that great lord said, Xuanyuan died twenty-six years ago. Senior, do you know this?"

The Taoist also put down his teacup, the peaceful smile on his face disappeared, and he shook his head lightly.

Zhou Mu's expression changed slightly. Senior Yuanshi was the Supreme One. Logically speaking, he should know everything that happened to him.

Unless it involves the Supreme Being.
From this perspective, the blood sacrifice twenty-six years ago was indeed related to at least one Supreme Being.

Just as Zhou Mu was about to continue asking questions, he saw the Taoist raised his hand, waved it, and spoke quietly:
"Not only do I not know about Xuanyuan's death, but I also cannot see your meeting with the so-called giant king from where I am looking at you now."

"I don't know about this either."

Zhou Mu was stunned, his scalp suddenly exploded, and he felt terrified! !
Zhou Mu stood up suddenly, his head felt numb:

"what do you mean"

"The Giant Lord is the Supreme One?"

The middle-aged Taoist shook his head slightly:

"Supreme One? Not necessarily. Most likely not. The so-called Supreme Ones are either imprisoned in the past by me or suppressed by the Supreme. There is no Supreme One who can act freely."

After a pause, He changed the subject:
"But it's hard to say. It's most likely a piece left by a fellow Taoist, or even a reincarnation of a fellow Taoist? But no matter what, you should be careful."

Zhou Mu's expression turned solemn and he groaned in his heart. Although he knew that he was involved in the dispute between the Supremes, how could he face the move or even transformation of a Supreme so soon [now]?

Especially when the other party knows that he is [Laozi], [Li Er].
The giant could naturally guess that he and Laojun had a very close connection.

Beads of sweat appeared on Zhou Mu's forehead. Taoist Yuanshi seemed to see his solemnity and said calmly:

"But there's no need to be too nervous. It's very likely that Wang Mang doesn't even know that he is a pawn of a fellow Taoist. It might not be a bad idea for you to cooperate with him."

After a pause, the Taoist continued:
"As for what you said about the Golden Mother's Palace, there are indeed some problems. It is very strange. At the end of the catastrophe, the Heavenly Palace was destroyed too quickly. All parties were pushing for it. You can explore it appropriately. Is there anything else?"

"some."

Zhou Mu collected his thoughts and stopped thinking about the giant king. He said softly:

"Senior, you should know the Five Kings City. I saw the storage room in the Five Kings City."

The middle-aged Taoist raised his hand and interrupted:
"I know this. You want to ask if I can leave some tricks in the storage room of the Zhou Dynasty, waiting for you to activate them after you return to the [present]?"

"Yeah!"

Zhou Mu nodded quickly:

"Senior is wise!"

"Don't even think about it." Yuanshi Taoist said lightly, "You haven't understood the seriousness of the problem yet."

He said peacefully:

"For example, if that giant lord is really the reincarnation of a fellow Taoist, he knows that you have a close relationship with the Supreme Being, so there is no problem."

"When you established Zhongshan in [now], all living beings knew that you and I had a close relationship, so it didn't matter."

The middle-aged Taoist stroked the jade ruyi and continued:
"That's because, at that time you were in the body of Zhulong, and now you are in the body of Laozi. But if you let other Taoist friends know that you and I, the Three Pure Ones, are closely connected at the same time, you will be in big trouble."

Zhou Mu was stunned:
"But back then, when the three seniors killed Ksitigarbha Buddha."

"So I am keeping a close eye on you, Taoist Jade Emperor. Currently, you are the only one who knows that you are unusual."

The middle-aged Taoist said calmly:
"My Three Pure Ones have been separated. Although there is no possibility for us to meet again, fellow Taoists are still worried about this."

"And at this moment, if you fellow Taoists found a young man who was close to the Three Pure Ones, what would they think? You should know that even fellow Taoist Jade Emperor can arrange chess pieces right now, hold a grand sacrifice, and summon Ksitigarbha!"

As He spoke, He sighed:
"I might as well tell you that in the world you live in, each of the five great forces has one or more supreme beings behind them. I don't know who they are."

Zhou Mu's expression changed, and he seemed to be thinking:
"So, Laozi's identity can only be seen by Taishang, and Zhongshan's identity as Zhulong can only be seen by Yuxu?"

"Of course."

Yuanshi Taoist said peacefully:
"You have three bodies. One is the Jade Void God, one is Laozi, and one is the wooden and stone body that was given the name Tongtian Dao."

"Add the original you - 'Zhou Mu', that's four identities. It's best to keep these four identities clearly separate and keep them hidden for as long as possible."

Zhou Mu was silent for a long time, nodded slowly, stood up and saluted:

"Senior, I understand."

"Now that you understand, let's go back." Yuanshi Taoist put down the jade ruyi and suddenly said, "Also, I can't leave any tricks in the storage room."

"But you can."

Zhou Mu smiled bitterly: "Senior, you are joking. Even if I leave something behind, what can I do?"

He paused for a moment, his eyes flickering:

"Can I ask Confucius for help?"

“That’s right.” Yuanshi smiled, stretched out his hand, and a vague and ethereal mark fell into Zhou Mu’s body.

"With this mark, as long as you activate it, you can go through the thirty years of guarding the vault at any time. You know what to do."

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhou Mu's eyes blurred. When he opened his eyes again, he had returned to the [present], to the ancient building in the Five Kings City.

He saw the old woman named Yin Muying cleaning the ancient building.

Xu Xian and Lengmiannu were worried, Xiao Wu and Porcelain Doll were yawning out of boredom, and as for Bai Ju, he hung his head, not knowing what he was thinking about.

Zhou Mu sensed the mark left by Senior Yuanshi in his spiritual world, and a smile appeared on his face.

Can you relive the thirty years in the storage room anytime and anywhere?
Isn't this cheating?

You know, no matter how long you have been in the ancient storage room, it is just a moment compared to [now]!
Even if you cannot practice in the storage room, you can.
But I can go through those thirty years again and again, and ask Confucius again and again to leave Daluo-level methods in the treasury!
in this way,

As long as [now], I am still sitting in the ancient building, which is almost equivalent to being able to use any Daluo-level means at will - if I want to use anything, I can go to the ancient storage room and spend thirty years there!
Anyway, for [now], it’s just a moment!
"It is a problem, but this kind of behavior can be regarded as changing history, and there will be consequences."

Zhou Mu pondered:

"But this kind of cause and effect is extremely small. After all, the hidden hand left in the storage room will not be triggered at other points in history, and if I use it now, it will not be considered a change in history!"

"I should be able to bear this level of causal weight once or twice, otherwise Senior Yuanshi would not have given me this mark."

Zhou Mu's mind turned over and over again. The only question now was, what means could Confucius leave behind?

Will the means left behind fade away with the passage of time?

"Try it, won't you know?"

Zhou Mu felt relieved. He looked out the wide-open door of the ancient building. It was almost noon. There was a commotion outside. He could see many Buzhou members arriving.
Almost all of them were gold and silver bells, and there were also inspectors wearing black bells - Zhou Mu even saw an acquaintance.

That cold female fairy, Luo Shuangyu's master.

Luo Shuangyu naturally saw it as well and almost stood up, but after quietly glancing at Zhou Mu, she sat upright, constantly stroking the bamboo hat on her head, as if she was hesitating about something.

at the same time,

One by one, the Buzhou members cleared out the area outside the ancient building and lined up in front of it, as if they were all waiting. The noise outside the building gradually died down.

"Senior Su is coming." The old woman was leaning on a cane, coughing and talking to herself. She subconsciously glanced sideways at the old man who was hard to understand.
But the old man slowly closed his eyes again.

But only for a moment.

After closing his eyes for only a moment, the old man opened them again - but he didn't know if it was an illusion.

Yin Muying felt that in just the time it took to open and close his eyes, the old man's temperament had become much more mature.

Confusion appeared on her face, and then she saw an extremely strange scene!
The old man kept closing his eyes.
Every time I close my eyes for a moment, I open them again, and then close them again, repeating this cycle over and over again.

I must have closed and opened my eyes like this ten times. The old man's aura of vicissitudes became heavier and heavier, as if...
Just like, in such a short period of time, the old man has gone through hundreds of years.

Yin Muying was shocked and confused. Realizing something was wrong, hesitant for a moment, he was about to ask a question when he saw the old man suddenly cough up blood!
"Brother Tao!"

"teacher!"

"Senior Zhou!"

Porcelain Doll, Luo Shuangyu and others exclaimed,

Zhou Mu waved his hands without saying anything, but just coughed up blood, his back bending uncontrollably - it was too heavy! !

It is the heaviness of cause and effect that changes history.

ten times.

He went to the ancient times ten times and experienced three hundred years, but only Confucius left behind a useful method - the reason was very simple.
The first means of leaving behind was on a bookshelf. As a result, when Zhou Mu opened his eyes and looked at [present], he could not sense any trace of Confucius. It was obvious that the bookshelf had been destroyed over the long years and had been replaced long ago.

The second time was on the portal - it still didn't work, maybe the door had been replaced?

The third time, the fourth time, the fifth time.
The ninth time, Zhou Mu chose the entire ancient building as an anchor point and asked Confucius to leave a backup plan on the entire ancient building - he still failed, and this time he suffered the most serious backlash.
Because of a large deviation in history, about 70,000 to 80,000 years after the end of the catastrophe, someone discovered the Daluo method on the ancient building and used it, resulting in the death of a true king of the demon clan who should not have died.

This was the root cause of Zhou Mu's coughing up blood and bending over. This cause and effect was too heavy.
All nine attempts failed. The Zhou Dynasty was too long ago and too many things happened in the middle. Any accidents are possible.

Until the tenth time.

Although he succeeded in leaving behind a useful Daluo method only after the tenth time, Zhou Mu still bore the consequences of the previous nine times.

After all, Confucius truly engraved the great art ten times at his own request. Even if it has not been preserved to the present day, it has had an impact on history.

No matter how slight the impact is, it is still an impact.

Zhou Mu stood up with difficulty, his back hunched, amid the worried and stunned gazes of the crowd. The weight of the cause and effect of changing history ten times, especially the cause and effect backlash that led to the death of a true king of the demon race, weighed him down so much that he couldn't straighten his back.
He bent over and walked slowly step by step, winding up the stairs, and finally stopped at the top floor.

Zhou Mu pulled out an ancient book made of jade from the bookshelf, held it in his hand, and returned to the first floor.

Amidst the blank stares, he sat down, coughed up a mouthful of golden blood, gasped, and said calmly:
"Has Miss Su arrived yet?"

Zhou Mu spread out the jade scroll and stroked it, seeing ancient seal characters one after another.

Just at this moment, auspicious clouds and auspicious signs appeared outside the building, and a beautiful woman came down with a loud bang, stepping on the mysterious light.

(End of this chapter)