I have a relic of heaven

Chapter 222: The Emperor's Order, Destroying the Buddhist Kingdom (5k)

"Shameless!"

King Youzhen was so angry that he was shaking and staring at the scene in a daze.

How many Buddhist countries are there?
countless.

There are so many that it is impossible to count them. At a glance, one layer is nested within another. This Buddhaland is a grain of sand in that Buddhaland, and that Buddhaland is a drop of water in an even deeper Buddhaland.
And so on and so forth, thousands and thousands of times!

When the kings saw this scene, their hopes were shattered and they fell into despair.

They all placed their bets and formed a battle formation for the young man. Most of them quietly activated their own human luck as a trigger to gather more abundant luck to bless Zhou Mu.

He wanted to temporarily unite people's hearts to improve his own fortune and the fortune of the entire ethnic group, but now it has all turned into a dream bubble. I'm afraid that people's hearts will collapse, and the fortune of the ethnic group will also be the same!
Even if the amount of luck dissipated is not much and does not hurt the foundation, it is still a real loss!
Billions of people in the inner and outer cities were staring at the infinite Buddhaland, in a daze.
An old True King's face turned pale, and he asked in anger:
"Zhu Bajie, do you have such great power?"

Some of the less ancient True Kings who had survived the [Middle Tribulation] began to ponder, such as King Tang, King Ming, and the Saint of the Heart, and they looked at each other in confusion.

Yes, Zhu Bajie, when did you become so powerful?

There is no end to the Buddha realms, Mount Sumeru can contain a mustard seed, and the number of grains of sand in the Ganges River is as great as this mysterious method.
"Get ready." A True King said in a low voice, "We have failed in this round. Please ask the one in the Abyss to take action. As for the Demon King and Zhu Wuneng, after they enter the city."

"You can only bow your head!"

As he spoke, he looked down at the Five Kings City and couldn't help but sigh. People's hearts were scattered. This was no small matter. People's hearts and destiny were closely related!
This time, first the King of Mercy shook the people's hearts with his worship, and then the kings were helpless against the great magical power. If the follow-up is not handled well and the people's hearts cannot be won over as soon as possible, the consequences will be disastrous.
It is possible that this is the trigger for the destruction of the Five Kings City!

“How about that?” King Wu spoke, a fierce light flashed in his eyes, and his voice was so low that only the True Kings around him could hear it.

"Behead Zhu Bajie?"

"No!"

"Dementia!"

The True King stopped him, and the King of Qin said in a low voice:
"Zhu Bajie is absurdly strong. It may not be possible to kill him. Even if it is possible, the price is too high. It will cost the True King's life."

After a pause, he said seriously:

"Even if a True King replaces a Sacred One, even if the True King of the Human Race fights with all his might, he still can't defeat the Sacred One of the Demon Race! This is a loss!"

King Wu was silent, looking at Zhou Muwu who was trapped in the Buddhist kingdom outside the city, and sighed softly.

"This Mr. Zhou has great magical powers. His future is limitless. He may become another True King. We must protect him!"

The kings had no objection to this. King Tang closed his eyes and tried to communicate with the sky. The other kings held their ancestral artifacts and treasures and approached the edge of the Five Kings City.
If any accident happens, Zhu Bajie will kill without hesitation and Zhou Muwu must be rescued as soon as possible!
But at this time.

"Isn't this move of Buddha a little too petty?"

Outside the city, Zhou Mu raised his head and looked at the huge pig-Buddha face. Every cell in his body was screaming in shock. The gap between the two sides was no longer something that could be described as the difference between heaven and earth.

The Pig-Headed Buddha said nothing, but repeated with a smile:
"Six steps left."

His tone was calm, revealing a sense of confidence, and his eyes were fixed on Zhou Mu, or rather, on the dense and concentrated luck of the human race emanating from Zhou Mu, determined to win.

"The destiny of the human race." Buddha said to himself.

At this time, in the Buddha Kingdom, Zhou Mu took a deep breath:

"Step five."

He used his own limits, madly urging [The End of the World is Just a Chip] and [Shrinking the Earth into an Inch], and taking a step forward, he actually contained an entire Buddhist kingdom at the foot, and stepped out!

One step away from the Buddha's land.

However, there are still thousands and thousands of Buddhist kingdoms blocking our way.

"Five more steps."

The Pig-Headed Buddha said:

"The great achievement of shrinking the earth to an inch, and the end of the world to a stone's throw, are you willing to be my boy? It may be possible for me to attain Buddhahood next year."

All the kings were shocked. Was this a promise to recruit Zhou Muwu?

Only a holy person can be called a Buddha!

"Thank you for your kindness." Zhou Mu looked at the brilliant Buddhist kingdom without even raising his head, deep in thought, thinking about the remaining five steps. How could he get out of the numerous Buddhist kingdoms?

Use the Dharma image?

useless.

Fu Li Pangu's appearance, one day I may be able to create the world with it, but now.
"Supernatural power, change your fate."

Zhou Mu hummed softly, using the magical power he gained from his position as the City God of Jin.

Changing fate can temporarily change the destiny and fate of a living being. It can add to the life span of the living being, or it can shorten the life span of the living being.

He wrote his own destiny:

"My true destiny is to slay the Vajra, kill the Arhats, punish the Bodhisattvas, and cause the Buddha to enter Nirvana!"

The infinite Buddha was slightly startled, and some people in the city who were good at fortune-telling, heavenly secrets, and fate were all startled.

Wu Hou, who was sitting in front of the chessboard, Wang Chonghe in a courtyard, and Zhou Gongdan, who was sitting across the sky, were all extremely surprised and said in unison:
"The magical power to change fate!!"

Changing fate is the most sought-after magical power by those who try to understand the secrets of heaven, because in ancient times, the heaven was in power and it was also the heaven that controlled the fate of all living things.
This magical power can only be bestowed by heaven, and those who can realize it on their own are extremely rare!
But now, the heaven no longer exists, so how could this young man have figured it out on his own?

"This boy will be in charge of the River Map and Luoshu in the future!" Duke Zhou shouted, gazing at the numerous Buddhist kingdoms outside the city. The young man seemed to be coughing up blood and gasping for breath.
Obviously, the backlash from temporarily giving himself such a fate was too great and he suffered severe damage!
Zhou Mu was panting. He had not expected the backlash to be so severe. Changing someone's fate was a violation of the taboos of heaven and earth.

To change one's own destiny, let alone such a big one, even if it only works temporarily, one will still suffer losses. One can see clouds and mists above one's head, and thunder rumbling in the sky!

It's a punishment from heaven.

"Change your fate." The Pig-Headed Buddha exclaimed: "Although this magical power was common in ancient times, it has disappeared for 100,000 years. I didn't expect to see it again today."

After a pause, he looked at the vast thunderclouds gathering in front of his nose and said with a smile:

"The thunder is about to fall. Little guy, can you survive this catastrophe? I'm afraid you can't even take the remaining five steps."

Zhou Mu said nothing, and did not even look at the thunder rolling above his head. An almost tangible murderous intent permeated his body, a murderous intent bestowed by fate.
The illusory Vajra and Arhats who were sitting and reciting scriptures beside and in front of him were all shattered by the murderous intent.

Although his fate destined him to kill Bodhisattvas and Buddhas, his cultivation was too shallow after all and he could not shake this vast Buddhist kingdom!
"Magic power, giant spirit!"

Zhou Mu's body expanded, ten meters, a hundred meters, a thousand!
In an instant, it reached a height of 1,800 meters!
"Dharma form, appear!"

'Om! '

The original one hundred-meter-long Dharma image also benefited from the [Giant Spirit] and suddenly expanded to one hundred thousand meters. Its head could almost touch the thunder tribulation, and the primitive and wild aura blasted away from the Dharma image!

The Pig-headed Buddha's smile disappeared, and he stared at the illusory image.

He is a giant, but not really a giant. He is actually the gathering of all things in nature. One eye is like the big sun, the other is like the big moon. His hair is like forests, and his skin is like mud fields!
Behind the wild giant, there are four words: [Fu Li Pangu]!

"Pangu Dharmakaya!" The kings in the city and the four kings watching outside the city were all a little confused, with incredible expressions on their faces.

Dharmadhatu is the embodiment of a living being's path, and naturally there are distinctions of high and low. The stronger the path one takes and the thicker one's own foundation, the higher the status of the Dharmadhatu.
Ordinary immortals might be able to gather the image of a Heavenly Sovereign or a fierce beast, while those with a deep foundation might be able to gather the image of a Heavenly Lord or a Bodhisattva, but this image of Pangu? ?
It is the 'best of the best'.

"Pangu Dharma Image." The Pig-Headed Buddha sneered at the kings' exclamations, his breathing became rapid, his eyes focused on the word "Fu Li", and he murmured in a low voice:
"This is a bullshit Pangu Dharma Image"

At the same time, a huge calamity struck, and the Pig-headed Buddha suddenly woke up. He was about to exhale to annihilate the thunder calamity and save the amazing little guy.

Can.
The next moment, all the thunder strikes bypassed Fu Li Pangu's Dharma image and Zhou Mu on their own.

There was a brilliant golden light between Zhou Mu's body, with the color of the rise and fall of great fortune.

"Taiyi Golden Dew!" The Pig-Headed Buddha was really confused. Taiyi Golden Dew is a kind of creation. If you take it, you will not be calamity-stricken!

But this guy, his whole body is emitting golden light, and every inch of his skin texture is filled with the color of great fortune.
How much Taiyi Golden Dew has been absorbed?

It must be about one kilogram, right?!
The calmness and indifference on the Pig-Headed Buddha's face completely disappeared. Lightning, wind and clouds rolled with every breath, and his eyes were a little red.

"What a waste of resources!" He lamented, his heart bleeding.

Zhou Mu, however, knew nothing about all this. He was just curious as to why the thunder had avoided him. But he did not care too much. With a body of a thousand meters and a Dharma image of a hundred thousand meters, he took a step forward!

"Step six."

‘Boom! ’

With the ability to shrink the earth to an inch and the horizon to a stone's throw away, he was destined to kill Buddhas, but he could actually travel through hundreds of Buddhist kingdoms in one step. The heavenly calamities that he tirelessly struck also swept through hundreds of Buddhist kingdoms as he did so.
The Buddhist kingdom that Zhou Mu passed through began to roar under the ravages of the heavenly calamity, and was on the verge of destruction and collapse!

"Can this still happen?"

Zhou Mu was shocked. His ability to change his fate brought about a heavenly calamity. Although he didn't know why the heavenly calamity avoided him, it followed him for thousands of miles.
Well.
"Supernatural power, change your fate!"

Zhou Mu made a decision in an instant and vigorously activated this magical power again.

Changing your fate is an act against heaven. Small changes are acceptable, but big changes will lead to heaven’s punishment!

"Edict."

He spoke solemnly, and the Demon King, Buddha, and all the kings looked solemn.

The word "imperial decree" has a very high meaning, and it is placed above "change fate".
What is he going to do???
………………

Ancient building.

The old man closed the door gently and glanced at the closed meditation room - Chu Yaowu, Lengmianniu and others were all locked inside, meditating. He asked:
"Fellow Daoist Nezha, Gui Ling, how can my body avoid the heavenly calamity?"

The fairy turtle crawled over and said softly:

"To answer Master Tongtian's question, it is because of Taiyi Golden Dew."

"Taiyi Golden Dew?" Zhou Mu was stunned for a moment, then he remembered the ten miles of golden liquid he had sucked.

On the side, the porcelain doll straightened the smiling mask on her face and said:

"Brother Dao, since you know that Taiyi Jinlu is the 'water' in [Taiyi Shengshui], it is a thing of great fortune, and Taiyi is the Emperor of Heaven in the Second Era!"

The old man is confused:

"Then why can Taiyi Golden Dew help me avoid heaven's punishment?"

The porcelain doll and the fairy turtle looked at each other, and the former smiled and said:
"Brother Dao, where do you think the three disasters, six tribulations and nine calamities come from?"

Zhou Mu's heart moved:
"Could it be Taiyi?"

"Correct."

The porcelain doll recounts in detail:

"As far as I know, in the First Era, there was no such thing as heavenly punishment or earthly calamity between heaven and earth. In the Second Era, Emperor Taiyi took charge of the Heavenly Court."

“And since then, in this vast world and even in all the heavens and the myriad worlds, there have been three disasters, six tribulations, and nine calamities that specifically target cultivators.”

After a pause, he continued:

"The three disasters harm the body, the six tribulations challenge the heart, the nine calamities arise from heaven and earth, and the punishment from heaven is one disaster and one calamity, which are thunderstorms and heavenly calamities."

Zhou Mu suddenly realized and asked again:

"The calamity of the era shouldn't be of this kind, right?"

"That's natural."

After a moment's silence, Zhou Mu asked again:
"And I swallowed Taiyi Golden Dew, and disasters, hardships, and calamities all originate from Taiyi, so disasters will not befall me, hardships will not come to me, and calamities will avoid me?"

"Yes!" The porcelain doll nodded repeatedly.

Zhou Mu's expression turned solemn, and he finally confirmed:

"After swallowing Taiyi Golden Dew, it's impossible to ignore all disasters, hardships, and calamities, right? There must be a limit."

A wry smile appeared on the porcelain doll's face, and the fairy turtle beside him whispered:
"Normally, one drop of Taiyi Golden Dew can prevent one disaster, two difficulties, and three calamities. And these disasters, difficulties, and calamities should be below the Daluo level."

"And if what you said is true, teacher, it has absorbed the ten-mile golden dew."

A wry smile appeared on the Immortal Turtle's face:

"Ten Miles of Golden Dew, I'm afraid that even the disasters, tribulations, and calamities that target those who have attained the Way will be avoided by the teacher."

"As for how many times you can avoid it, it's not important anymore. Ten Miles of Golden Dew, even if you encounter 100,000 natural disasters every day for 50,000 consecutive epochs, I'm afraid you may not be able to use up all the Golden Dew."

The corner of Zhou Mu's mouth twitched. One hundred thousand kalpas a day, which lasted for fifty thousand epochs, was a total of one hundred and twenty-nine thousand six hundred years.

No more, no less, just one catastrophe.

There will be a kalpa era, 50,000 years will occur once, and a whole era, there are 480 million kalpa eras. There is a gap of 160 million kalpa eras between each great catastrophe of heaven and earth.

"I think I understand."

The old man sighed and opened his eyes.

Outside the Five Kings City, among the numerous Buddhist kingdoms, the young man also opened his eyes and uttered a voice like thunder, deafening.

"The decree, I give to me, determines the fate and destiny, for."

"The Emperor's order."

The clear voice echoed between heaven and earth. The Pig-headed Buddha was stunned at first, and then his face changed to anger:
"You are crazy!!"

The calamity clouds and heavenly punishment in the vast sky also paused for a moment, and then dispersed.

Gather together once again the incredible, immeasurable and unfathomable natural disaster clouds!

The earth was furious.

The disaster cloud covered billions of miles, then spun and collapsed, turning into a tiny flash of lightning.
But this is just a ray of lightning, but it spreads from this moment to the past, submerges into the future, runs through the years and time, at this moment, all the time!
"The Thunder of Punishment!"

The Pig-Headed Buddha wanted to withdraw his hand, thinking that the young man was doomed to die - although the Taiyi Golden Dew was mysterious, it could only avoid disasters, tribulations and calamities below the Daluo level!

Not to mention that this person is suspected of swallowing a pound of Taiyi Golden Dew, even if it is ten or twenty pounds, his soul will be destroyed in the punishment!
"What a pity." Pig-headed Buddha sighed, feeling truly sorry, and even daydreaming, if this little fellow survived the punishment...
Isn't this really the destiny of the Emperor of Heaven?
Even if it's just for a short time,
As he sighed, the Pig-Headed Buddha heard a thunder, which sounded in the present, in the past, and in the future!
"Boom! Click!"

Punishment from the disaster thunder of Daluo.

The sky and the earth suddenly darkened, thunder rumbled, and just a flash of lightning illuminated all the worlds in all directions, resounding through the past and the future!
………………

Before the first catastrophe.

heaven.

In the Lingxiao Palace, the emperor sat there with his eyes closed, looking majestic.

He suddenly opened his eyes and frowned:

"Who?"

The Emperor of Heaven stood up and looked down at the nine states and four seas, seeing through all the heavens and the myriad worlds, but he found nothing.
He wanted to look towards the future, towards the [present], but all he saw was a Taoist palace and a middle-aged Taoist priest, blocking the border of the [present] and blocking everything!
The Emperor of Heaven cannot see [now].

"Who usurped the fate of the Emperor of Heaven?"

The Emperor of Heaven looked coldly, realizing that there were creatures who claimed to be the Emperor of Heaven. Although it was fleeting and only lasted for a short time, it was really happening, right now!
"Who is it?"

The emperor was furious, but he could not force his way in now. That Taoist palace and that middle-aged Taoist were beyond his reach!

"Yuanshi."

The Emperor of Heaven whispered that Yuanshi occupied the past and had almost no rivals in the past years!
He pursed his lips, stretched out his hand, and engraved an imperial decree - although the Emperor of Heaven could not go there or see through [now],
But it has its own way of affecting the [present].

After all, this moment is the past, and time keeps flowing, and the past will sooner or later become the present.

The Emperor of Heaven rose up, covering the Lingxiao Palace, using Yuanshi Tianzun to prevent him from seeing what was happening inside the Heavenly Palace, and then sealed the Emperor's Decree in a box. After thinking for a while, he left a drop of his own blood in the box.

Then he handed the box to a person and warned him as usual:

"Keep it secret until the end of the world, when [now] arrives, then you can let the loyal ones open this box!"

"Now what is the time?" The person who received the box was still puzzled, but did not ask any questions. He put the box away solemnly.

He didn't understand the meaning of the Emperor asking him to do this, but he just had to obey - even if it was just a few days.

The Emperor of Heaven has handed over a dozen boxes to him, all of which he was asked to keep until after the so-called apocalypse.
After the people under his command disappeared, the Emperor of Heaven waved his hand and dispersed the mist that was shrouding the Heavenly Palace.

An extremely strong will and gaze swept over, accompanied by a light laugh:
"Fellow Daoist Yuhuang, what did you do?"

The Emperor of Heaven said calmly:
"you guess?"

The voice was unconcerned:
"Did they use some living being to hide the imperial decree and objects in the years and preserve them until now?"

After a moment's pause, the middle-aged Taoist in the infinitely far distance stopped smiling:
"Why is Brother Yuhuang so stubborn? Isn't it better to be honest?"

The emperor said nothing, but just closed his eyes and rested.

………………

【Now】.

The thunder of punishment from heaven, rolling and blasting in all directions and across the years, yet it sweeps without falling, rolls without striking.

The infinite Buddha kingdom vibrates in the thunder.

Zhou Mu felt relieved, raised his head and said softly:
"Step seven."

I have tried it before. If the calamity does not strike me, and I stand still, the calamity will not strike me. If I move, it will only strike the path I am walking on.

He took a step forward, without using the Shrinking the Earth into an Inch or the [End of the World is Just a Step Away],
He even took the initiative to disperse the [Giant Spirit] and the image of Fuli Pangu, and transformed into an ordinary eight-foot-tall man. This step was very big, but he only crossed one meter.

The lightning landed one meter behind him, and the lightning exploded.

The moment when the calamity thunder that can damage and lacerate Daluo falls is at this moment, and at every moment.
The burst of lightning cleverly avoided Zhou Mu, but the thousands of Buddhist kingdoms were submerged in the lightning, breaking apart and disintegrating, leaving no trace!

As for the young man, he stood there. The lightning was like a torrent, but it did not even stain or damage the corners of his clothes.

He looked around and saw a desert and an empty land. There was no sound of Buddha's voice, no wonderful appearance of Bodhisattva, and no illusory sight of Arhats or Vajra. It was just an empty land.

Zhou Mu raised his head again and looked at the huge one-armed Buddha:

“I have left the Buddha’s kingdom.”

(End of this chapter)