I have a relic of heaven

Chapter 220 What the hell is this merit of heaven and earth?

(Ahem, old rules, I’ll update tomorrow)

"what?"

Outside the Five Kings City, the four true kings of the demon race and the sacred demon race who held the Buddhist kingdom of a million miles in their hands were all surprised.

The blood-red glow illuminated the Pig-Headed Buddha's face red, and the sky for millions of miles was stained with blood, and a mighty rain of spiritual energy fell.
Wherever the rain waters, the mountains rise, the streams become vast rivers, the ponds become mighty lakes,
The flowers, plants and trees were all glowing, and the birds and beasts were all jumping for joy.

"There are true kings bleeding and dying, and the inner scene is disintegrating, feeding back to the great world." Jinwu muttered to himself, and said with interest:
"Have the human race started to quarrel among themselves so soon? Although Bajie Buddha was just showing off his power, he can conquer the Buddhist country with one palm, which is not something these weak humans can break. In the face of such a crisis, why are they not united?"

He shook his head with disdain, thinking that the Northern Emperor's caution before departure was unnecessary. The human race did have a solid foundation.

We have ancestral artifacts and even supreme treasures, but so what?

Even Qi Xin can’t do it!
Another demon king, Pure Light Bodhisattva, embraced the shroud, turned around and looked around, seeing the earth thriving with vitality, seeing every living being enjoying great opportunities, and seeing their aptitude and bones transforming.

His eyes sparkled:
"Thanks to the True King's legacy, these are all excellent seedlings. My Maitreya Temple will take some of them away, and we will definitely be able to add some Vajra Arhats in the future!"

This Bodhisattva took action to capture the flying animals and beasts, and the other three demon kings and ghost kings also reacted.

They rushed to snatch the beasts that had received the favor of the True King from these millions of miles. There was no doubt that the foundation of these creatures would be extremely strong.

Everyone can reach a certain level in the future. With a little chance, they may be able to achieve the heavenly realm. If their own aptitude is better, it will not be difficult to reach the fairyland!
The four kings fought for the countless lives, but they were very restrained and did not fight each other.
As for the Buddha who was holding up the Buddhist kingdom, he didn't even look at it and didn't care at all. At this moment, he was staring at the Five Kings City in his palm, feeling a little confused.

"What a mysterious method."

The Buddha whispered, watching what had just happened in the Five Kings City. An old man, who had never heard of it, was weak and seemed to have no magical powers.

But with just a few words, he mobilized his extraordinary power and killed a true king!
With the eyesight of the Pig-Headed Buddha, he could see that although this was not entirely the work of the old man, there were suspected to be other human true kings secretly helping, but this was also very strange!

"The essence of Daluo-level power."

The Pig-Headed Buddha said to himself:

"But it seems to be worn out, with only quality but no quantity. Its mystery is comparable to that of a weak sacred being, but it is difficult for it to fight a true king head-on."

"Who is this old guy?"

The Buddha frowned, meeting someone unexpected, and narrowed his eyes slightly, as if thinking.

At this time, in the Five Kings City.

"The sky is stained with blood, and the rain is coming down from heaven!" Lord Xuande, who was rushing to Tongtian Tower with Zhou Mu, stopped and a look of horror appeared on his face:
"This is the legacy of the True King! A True King has fallen, right here in the city!!"

Zhou Mu bathed in the spiritual rain, and was surprised to find that his own "foundation" was increasing very slowly - with his current physique, he could increase his foundation, so what about ordinary people?
He looked at the street. The vendors, peddlers, passers-by, etc. were all crawling on the ground, with a glow from their bodies. It was visible to the naked eye that their foundations and qualifications were getting better!
Even more so,

Zhou Mu saw a talented young girl in sackcloth clothes, glowing brightly in the spiritual rain. Her skin was translucent, and her bones were clearly visible, all in the color of jade!
"Jade bones?"

He was amazed. It was a very good talent. The jade bones in the body meant that he would not die and could at least cultivate to the heavenly realm!

Zhou Mu looked sideways and asked:

"Lord Xuande, what is the true king's legacy?"

Lord Xuande had a very unhappy expression on his face as he stared at the Tongtian Tower in the distance, which was completely shrouded in blood-red mist and could not be seen clearly at all.

He took a deep breath and said in a deep voice:

"As far as I know, once a True King or even a higher being dies, their inner world will collapse, and for those creatures, their inner worlds will have been transformed into a complete world!"

"The inner world of a True King is equivalent to a small world. That small world was defeated and collapsed along with the True King's bloodshed. A large amount of matter and essence in it were dissipated and fed back to the great world!"

Zhou Mu suddenly realized something. He looked up at the sky and could vaguely sense that the mountains and lakes outside the city were rising and expanding.
Seeing the wild grass on the roadside growing strong and glowing, it had transformed into a magical herb!
"The true king sheds blood, and millions of miles are blessed."

Zhou Mu was filled with emotion, yet also somewhat puzzled—why didn’t Ksitigarbha Buddha receive such blessings when he died?

He shook his head and didn't want to think about it. He continued to walk with Lord Xuande towards the Tongtian Tower filled with blood mist, but his mind had already shifted to another body.

Inside the Tongtian Tower.

The old man, with a hunched back and holding the jade book in his hands, gently stretched out his hand, stroked the jade book imperceptibly, and uttered a faint sound.

"Photography."

The word "摄" was dim, and the damaged soul of King Ci, who was looking around in a daze, was gathered and absorbed by an invisible force along with a one-word imperial decree and was taken into Zhou Mu's palm!
The blood-red mist was brilliant, and it continued to spread towards the sky. A large amount of divine matter, the origin of the world, etc., were all splashed into the sky along with the blood-red mist.

Most of it is absorbed by the universe, and a small part of it floats down within a radius of millions of miles, nourishing all things.

It was only at this moment that the kings in the palace woke up in shock.

The King of Qin, who was sitting on the main seat, was furious:
"King Wu! King Tang!"

The latter two retrieved the Human Emperor Sword and the Xingtian Axe, and both looked innocent, and said in unison:
"It's not my fault. The control over the ancestral weapon in my hand has been temporarily taken away!"

The corners of the kings' mouths twitched, knowing that these two were talking nonsense. They had just added fuel to the fire and secretly activated their ancestral weapons.
Otherwise, King Ci would never have died in an instant!

But the kings didn't know what to say and they all pretended to be confused. Even the King of Qin took a deep breath, pretended not to know, and looked at the mysterious old man with a heavy gaze.

"Sir, I need an explanation!"

The King of Qin spoke coldly, trying hard not to get angry, because he was facing a powerful enemy and he didn't know the details of this mysterious old man.
Zhou Mu laughed and stood in the blood haze, holding the remnant soul of the True King. He looked very calm:
"I received news that Queen Ci is colluding with the demon clan. It is reasonable for me to kill her."

As he spoke, he felt a little anxious—why was the True King's soul so heavy? !
If it weren't for the help of the word "shoot" from Yu Shu, Zhou Mu suspected that he would have been blown up by the remaining soul of King Ci!
At this moment, a trace of solemnity flashed across the faces of the kings.
The King of Qin stared at the old man in the blood-red mist and asked:
"Do you have any evidence?"

"My words are evidence." The old man coughed slightly. He looked frail and haggard, as if he was seriously injured and might die of old age at any time.

But no human king really thought of him as weak, and they were all nervous.

After a moment of silence, the King of Qin took a deep breath, suppressed his anger, and said solemnly:
"Your identity and origin are unknown, but I think you are willing to return the eye for Bo Ju, so you must be a sage from the ancient times. I believe your words and think that the King of Mercy is colluding with the demon clan."

After a pause, his tone suddenly became sharp:
"Yes, Your Excellency is a little too unruly. Even if Prince Ci is really guilty, he should be tried by all the princes together!"

"Even if all the kings have judged King Ci to be extremely evil, he should not be beheaded directly. He is a True King. How many True Kings does our human race have? At most, there are only twenty!"

The old man remained silent, just looking at the blood-red glow rising into the sky. After a long while, he spoke:
"It has been tens of thousands of years since the Five Kings City was established. It has been in danger for tens of thousands of years, but even so, they are still fighting each other and their hearts are not on the same page."

After a pause, he continued:

"The current Five Kings City is too bloated and has too many problems. Sometimes we need to be decisive. Only thundering measures can deter the villains. King Qin should understand this principle better than me, right?"

The King of Qin snorted:

"That's reasonable, but a True King! This is too much of a loss! Your Excellency is not in charge of the government, so you don't know what a True King means to the human race now!"

"It is better for the true king who harbors evil intentions to die than to live."

The old man spoke lightly:
"Killing him will do more good than harm. I have heard about King Qin's deeds in the ancient times. You shouldn't be so indecisive. Perhaps King Qin and King Ci are also involved?"

The kings narrowed their eyes fiercely, no one said anything, but the King of Qin just snorted and sat down coldly.

Zhou Mu saw this and silently added in his heart - or maybe, this is not the real King Zheng of Qin?

From the past to the present, from what Zhou Mu knew about the King of Qin, he was overbearing and resolute.
Logically speaking, he shouldn't become enemies with a mysterious person like himself just because of a dead True King. Even if he is furious, he should greet him with a smile and pretend that nothing happened!
but.
Zhou Mu lowered his eyelids slightly to hide the light in his eyes. He felt that the King of Qin's reaction was not right and was very strange.

Tongtian Tower fell into silence.

for a long time.

On the main seat, the King of Qin spoke in a low voice:
"And I don't know how to address you, sir?"

"I?"

The old man raised his head and said calmly:

"My name and surname are not important. Since I live in that ancient building, which I heard was once a storage room during the ancient Zhou Dynasty, why don't I be a clerk? You can call me clerk."

"Scribe clerk?" The kings chewed on this word and looked at this mysterious old man. At this time, the True King Blood Haze surrounding the old man had begun to fade, and his figure became clearer.
He did not look dignified at all. He had a smile on his face, wore a white robe, and had a hunched body. At first glance, he looked like an old scholar, without any overwhelming aura or terrifying power.

However, no matter whether it was the gathering of the power of heaven and earth a few days ago, or the borrowing of the ancestral weapons and treasures of the kings just now, such means were too mysterious!
An old True King's expression changed:
"Scribe, I wonder if you have the method to destroy the Buddha Kingdom in your palm?"

All the kings looked at him, even the King of Qin, who was sitting on the main seat, was startled, a hint of hope appeared on his face.

But Zhou Mu shook his head:

"Me? I don't have that ability. You guys think too highly of me."

A trace of disappointment flashed across the kings' faces.

But the next moment.

"It's just that I know a little about divination and can see the secrets of heaven. I have seen a person in the city, and I may be able to destroy this Buddha kingdom in my palm."

"Who?"

"Is this true?"

"Please come on!"

The other kings were surprised and all spoke out. The King of Qin's expression eased, and he stood up and bowed solemnly:
"If what you said is true, I will recommend someone to destroy the Buddha Kingdom in your palm. I will come to your house to apologize for all the impoliteness I have shown you before!"

Zhou Mu did not look at the kings either. His eyes fell on the blood mist that was quickly dissipating around him, and he said calmly:
"It is not a recommendation. In my perception, the one who may be able to break the Buddha's kingdom is already on the way. That is him."

His words stopped abruptly.

The kings' eyelids twitched, and the impatient Ming Wang asked loudly:
"Who is it?"

But the old man who claimed to be a clerk ignored him.

At this moment,
The bloody haze of King Ci's death has dissipated, and all his remains have returned to the universe.

As for Zhou Mu, he just stood there, stunned and bewildered.

He sensed something mysterious and indescribable, adding to his body, mind, and soul.
He felt his own "weight" in the universe, which seemed to be increasing slightly, and the [Xuanjin Bronze Order] in his mind was trembling continuously!

[You have already gained a bit of the merits of heaven and earth].

Merits of Heaven and Earth? ?
Zhou Mu was confused. Where did this thing come from?
He subconsciously looked at the remnant soul of King Ci in his hand - was it because of the killing of King Zhen? ?
But how?
And half a strand, whether.
Subconsciously, Zhou Mu suddenly looked towards the Tang King and Wu King who were sitting in the hall, but he found that their faces were also full of astonishment, their eyes were out of focus, as if they were seeing through themselves and looking inward! !

He suddenly realized that these two people also gained merits from heaven and earth! !
But why? ?

Zhou Mu was at a loss, but the other kings did not know the real situation. The old True King asked again hurriedly:

"Scribe? Old sir? Senior? Are you still here?"

"May I ask who is the one who can destroy the Buddha Kingdom in the palm of my hand?"

Zhou Mu came back to his senses, let out a sigh of relief, and was about to speak when he saw someone outside the hall hurriedly reporting.

"Zhaolie Hou Liu Bei, bring the offerings from the palace to pay homage!"

Zhou Mu smiled and said:
"People, aren't they coming?"

(End of this chapter)