I have a relic of heaven

Chapter 235: Seizing the Immortal Sword, the Furious Laojun
"Morality."

Zhou Mu pondered over these two words and seemed to have realized something. Virtue was overwhelming and he was in tune with his inner world. He was immersed in the endless white mist, but he also emitted his own light.

He was transforming, and finally it was not just his body that could connect to the inner world, his eyes turned into Dharma eyes, and his limbs were already so powerful that they could sink a mountain range.

With the blessing of virtue, it has become even more powerful, almost comparable to the [Four Pillars of Heaven] that can support a small world!
"Three religions and three paths complement each other"

Zhou Mu closed his eyes tightly, and in his contemplation, he understood more and more deeply the principle that the three paths complement each other. A strong body can bear the power of magic and the weight of virtue.

Virtue can nourish the body, so that every punch and kick is not only full of brute force that shakes the world, but also has reason attached to it. When you swing your fist, it is a hymn to heaven and earth!
for a long time.

He opened his eyes and found himself outside the Yuxu Palace. The immortals, gods and spirit children who were supposed to be there were nowhere to be found.
The first thing you can see at first glance is the Dharma image of the newly formed Dao, which is called [Taiqing Daode Datianzun].

"I saw a lotus growing in the void."

Zhou Mu muttered to himself, looking at the 100-meter-tall statue rising from the lotus in the void. It was not very tall or majestic.
But it gives people the illusion that it is more grey than Kunlun Mountain and darker than the Black Water of Guixu!

The Dharma image has a kind face and is dressed in a Taoist robe. Various strange phenomena are floating around him, from the ancient ancestors’ worship.

Then there are the layers of bloody oracle bones from the Shang Dynasty, and then the bronzes from Haojing of the Zhou Dynasty engraved with rituals and music, and the bamboo slips engraved with sacrificial words from the Wei and Jin Dynasties!

The visions were separated from each other, and in the cracks between them, blue-gold chains were moving.

You can see the movement of oracle bones, chime bells, and bamboo slips; you can see the collision of Confucius' crown and Li Er's straw sandals, splashing the blue sound of morality!

"What are these strange phenomena?" Zhou Mu muttered to himself, as if he suddenly realized: "Sacrifice to the heaven?"

“That’s right.” The middle-aged Taoist walked out of Yuxu Palace at some point and stood beside Zhou Mu, staring at the illusory Dharma image that was only a hundred meters away with a complicated look in his eyes.

"Your Dharma-image has just been born and is still growing, so there are countless strange phenomena. Please observe quietly, and I will help you to see the true appearance of your Dharma-image."

"True appearance?" Zhou Mu looked at Senior Yuanshi, confused.

Yuanshi Taoist just nodded slightly:

"This is a rare opportunity. You have to know that Taishang Laojun is actually just an incarnation of Taishang. His [true body] is Taiqing Daode Datianzun, who has not appeared for countless years."

"Just like me, this body of mine is not my true body. My true body is called the Great Heavenly Venerable Fuli Yuanshi."

Yuanshi Taoist narrated calmly:

"Although your moral Dharma is just beginning, I can let you glimpse its power when it grows to its limit. This is your future path. You can go in that direction. If you succeed, you will be the new Supreme."

Zhou Mu listened carefully and performed the ceremony seriously:
"Please, Lord, give me your instructions!"

"You are serious now." Taoist Yuanshi glanced at Zhou Mu and breathed out through his nose. He had already recognized the true face of this brat and did not believe him.

Zhou Mu just scratched his head and smiled.

"That's enough, that's enough." Taoist Yuanshi sighed, "It's just right. I can intimidate the Taoist friends and make them restrain themselves. This will buy some breathing space for Taishang."

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand, stroked the Three Treasures Jade Ruyi, and lightly touched the hundred-meter-long Morality Dharma Image with the blood-stained jade ruyi.

The next moment.

The hundred-meter Dharma image suddenly expanded, a thousand meters, ten thousand meters, a hundred thousand meters.
Until, standing tall!
He truly stood tall and upright, his head level with the thirty-six heavens, his feet stepped into the depths of the underworld. The heavens shook, the underworld swayed, and countless immortals and gods were terrified!
Zhou Mu observed carefully and knew that Senior Yuanshi was showing him what he could do when his morality reached its peak!

"Do you think this is the power of morality?" Taoist Yuanshi suddenly asked out of the blue.

Zhou Mu was at a loss:

"With thirty-six layers of heaven above his head, nine netherworlds under his feet, and a body that stands tall across the entire universe, isn't this the ultimate state of this Dharma?"

"Not good, not good!" Yuanshi sighed: "Moral Dharma, if you reach the limit, the Dharma alone can have the true seven-point power of the Supreme. How can this compare to the seven-point power of the Supreme?"

"And then, let's see."

After saying this, Yuanshi waved his hand, and the Dharma image grew again.

Not much increase.

Zhou Mu was stunned.

[Moral Dharma] further expanded and swelled, the ankles still sank into the Nine Netherworld.
When you step on the Yellow Springs, on the back of your feet are the thirty-six heavens!

The pillar of the heavens and myriad worlds, the source of truth, the foundation of all existence, the vast universe where the supreme beings are constantly in conflict, cannot accommodate even a single step of the Dharmakāya.

Zhou Mu was stunned.

"Great Lord." Many immortals and gods of the time were horrified, not knowing what was going on. The Tushita Palace was knocked open, and the Blue Ox walked out in confusion, dumbfounded.

The Xuanyuan clan, who was conquering the east and the west, stopped, and Chi You, who was preparing for a fatal battle, stared in a daze. The six reincarnations in the Nine Netherworlds stopped, the Jade Ding Fairy Palace opened, and the old Tianzun and the gods walked out together!

Even the [Glorious Buddha] who was shrouded in mist, shackled, and imprisoned in the Jade Void Palace, and the [Jade Emperor] who was hiding in the Lingxiao Hall of the Miluo Palace,
They all opened their eyes, with solemn expressions!
"Your Majesty!"

The two Supremes whispered.

The ankles were immersed in the underworld, and the backs of the feet carried the moral laws of the thirty-six heavens, which were solemn and majestic. Zhou Mu could not have seen the whole thing.

But with the help of Yuanshi Taoist, he can see everything.

He saw that the body woven by infinite mysterious energy was between reality and illusion, and the face became blurred, immersed in the endless mist.
A gilded wheel hangs on its back, with the words "Dao" and "Dao" on the wheel. The word "Dao" flows with the original darkness before the creation of the world, and the word "De" burns with the first ray of light after the creation of the earth. The roar of purple seal script can be seen in the eighty-first chapter!
"Shang, you're back?"

The Emperor of Heaven felt his scalp tingling, and he took action immediately to try and test what was going on. Once he showed his power, the entire Lingxiao Palace collided with the Moral Law!

"This is impossible." The solemn Buddha who was imprisoned in Yuxu Palace without seeing the sun, spoke, felt horrified, and also attacked, and the Zhuxian Sword Formation appeared in his hand!

Three of the four swords are missing, only the Juexian Sword is still intact, and the other three swords are all [ancestral weapons]!
“Senior!” Zhou Mu exclaimed, but Yuanshi Daoist shook his head slightly and said calmly: “This Dharma image, at least at this moment, has 70% of the power of the Supreme. Just wait and see.”

After a pause, He smiled and said:
"What I'm talking about is the true body of the Supreme Being. Well, add fuel to the fire!"

As he spoke, Zhou Mu saw Senior Yuanshi stretch out his hand and Kunlun Mountain shook. He then saw the Nine-headed Daluo True Dragon, pulling a sandalwood chariot, and also crashing into the Dharma Image!

"Nine-Dragon Agarwood Chariot?" The two supreme beings who were suppressed in the past were puzzled and didn't understand why the old ghost Yuanshi also attacked the 'Taishang'?
The next moment.

Zhou Mu saw that the Dharmadhatu opened his eyes.

The Dharma image had a crown on his head, and his eyes were not bright in his dim face, but rather indifferent and calm.

That's all.

Just open your eyes.

The Emperor of Heaven drove the Lingxiao Palace to crash into us, the solemn Buddha wielded a quarter of the complete Zhuxian Sword Formation to slash at us, and the Yuanshi Taoist ordered the Nine Dragon Agarwood Chariot to crash into us.
Swirl around.

The Lingxiao Palace curled up into moss at the foot, the Nine-Dragon Agarwood Chariot disintegrated and shattered, and as for the Zhuxian Sword Formation, before it got close, the three [ancestral weapons] in it had already rusted into scrap iron.

Even the real Juexian Sword wailed and turned into a hairpin, tied around the Dharmakāya’s head!

"Your Majesty!"

The Emperor of Heaven was horrified and suddenly closed the door of the Lingxiao Palace, not daring to go out. The solemn Buddha pulled out the void chaos, lay down in the Yuxu Palace, and buried his head.

Yuanshi Taoist smiled:
"Look, this is Tai Shang."

"If it were [now], if it were the Supreme in his prime, even if it was the sword formation formed by the four swords of Zhu Xian, as soon as it came close to him, it would be completely rusted and destroyed."

As he spoke, the Taoist's expression became solemn again:
"Taishang is the strongest among the Three Pure Ones. In the vast river of time, the river section in the past has become wider and wider, and the future is boundless where there is no river. Although there is only a trace of the end now, [now] is the real everything."

"But now, Tai Shang, something seems to be wrong."

The Taoist sighed and pointed his finger. The moral Dharma that had briefly reached its limit collapsed and turned back into an ordinary size of a hundred meters.

He worried:

"I hope I can scare many fellow Taoists and give Tai Shang a chance to catch his breath. Okay, you can go back first."

Zhou Mu stood up and bowed. Just as he was about to put away the Dharma image and leave, he suddenly stopped.

"That, that, that."

He was dumbfounded. There was a hairpin on the head of the Dharma Image - it was transformed from the Juexian Sword. The hairpin was still there, calm and peaceful.

“Oh.” Taoist Yuanshi was happy: “What a pleasant surprise. The Juexian Sword has been missing for many years. I didn’t expect it to be in the hands of Taoist Ran Deng.”

He smiled:

"Fellow Daoist Randeng is still too impatient. When he saw the Dharma image of morality, all his trump cards were revealed."

As he was laughing, Yuanshi Taoist couldn't laugh anymore. He felt something was wrong. Why would the majestic Buddha be so frightened?
The Supreme is weak, could it be that the majestic Buddha has made some arrangements?
so far so good.
The Taoist frowned, his expression uncertain, but he finally calmed down and said thankfully:
"Fortunately, you have formed a moral image and frightened many fellow Taoists. You can take the Absolute Immortal Sword."

"But remember, don't show this Dharma image easily. I will cover it for you!"

Zhou Mu raised his head in disbelief. Gave it to me?

The Juexian Sword, the legendary Juexian Sword!
His face was about to break from smiling. He had never felt that Senior Yuanshi was so pleasing to the eye. He believed that among the Three Pure Ones, Senior Yuanshi was the best!

At this time, Taoist Yuanshi waved his sleeves, and glazed light sprinkled down. The hundred-meter-long moral image was dragged into the thick fog and could no longer be seen clearly.

"It just so happens that you practiced Confucius's teachings."

The Taoist spoke casually, and had another thought.

Zhou Mu noticed that the [Great Sage Method] was unconsciously operating. He used his virtue to break through the first level of [Fairyland] and became a virtuous celestial being.

The Great Sacred Law has already been advanced to the second level [Golden House],
At this moment, the Golden House Dharma Image, which had been replaced by the Moral Dharma Image and had failed to condense, reappeared.

The Golden House was very solemn, with a golden color throughout. The doors were tightly closed, and various images were carved on its surface, all of which were scenes of the teachings of virtuous and wise people and saints.

Furthermore, there are many principles of heaven and earth intertwined in it, which are so mysterious and wonderful that they are beyond words.

At this moment, the entire moral Dharma image, which was shrouded in impenetrable fog, stretched out its white hands from the fog and held up the majestic and solemn Golden House, and the Golden House lit up brightly.

Yuanshi Taoist admonished:
"In the future, this will be your moral appearance. An invisible being holding a golden house high up is also one of the best moral appearances. Remember not to expose your full appearance easily."

"Yes." Zhou Mu performed the ceremony happily. Others could not see through the fog, but he could see the seemingly ordinary hairpin on the head of the Dharma image in the fog.

Zhou Mu thought for a moment, then took the hairpin, changed it to normal size, and inserted it into his hair. Only then was he satisfied.

"You oh you"

Yuanshi Taoist laughed:

"You can't activate this sword right now, so why are you so proud?"

"You don't understand. Whether the treasure is useful or not, the more the better. The more the better!"

"How come you look like Tai Shang, you bastard?"

"Uh, does the Grand Master also like to collect treasures?"

"What else? Among all the supreme beings, he has the most treasures. This is his only hobby. Okay, you can go back now."

Yuanshi Daoist waved his hand and finally said:

"When your magical power reaches the level of a celestial being, and then you become a true immortal through a certain path of cultivation, and you refine your inner world into a false and true one, then come see me and enter this memory fragment again."

"At that time, what I said will still work. I will give you a great opportunity and allow you to acquire the characteristics of Daluo in advance, so that you can travel freely through the years."

Zhou Mu happily responded, bowed and said goodbye. Before disappearing, he hesitated and said:

"The only hobby of the Grand Master is collecting treasures, so isn't He furious right now?"

Yuanshi laughed again, watched the brat disappear, and shook his head slightly.

“Moral Dharma.”

He was silent for a long time, and then he muttered to himself:

"What about your magical power? Can you transform into [Fu Li Yuan Shi Tian Zun's image]? If you can, then let the spiritual treasure reshape your physical body into a Dharma image, wouldn't that be right?"

Taoist Yuanshi was a little dazed, as if he had foreseen some possibility in the future.

"Perhaps, the disputes among fellow Taoists are finally coming to an end?"

The Taoist said to himself.

………………

[Present years], in the Tushita Palace.

The old man covered his heart, gasping for breath as he watched the treasures and ancestral artifacts disappear one after another.

He should not be like this. Normally, he should not change his color when everything is destroyed, and he should not be shocked when the heaven and earth are destroyed.

But he has already broken through the state of inaction, and his state of mind is no longer as detached as before. Perhaps it is even because he has been suppressed for too long, he has hit rock bottom and rebounded, becoming too emotional. At this moment, he is like a naughty child, jumping up and down in anger.

"who!"

The old man was trembling. He had never been so angry before. For the first time in his life, he felt angry and heartbroken. However, he was trapped in the Tushita Palace. He could not see the past, nor look to the future. He had no idea who had done this!
"Since I don't know directly, it means that it involves a supreme being."

The Supreme One gnashed his teeth, then turned around and felt relieved:

"Well, there is always loss after gain, and fortune and misfortune are interdependent. This is the fundamental principle of heaven and earth. Since the fish is going to take the bait, it is only natural that it will lose some treasures."

He comforted himself in this way and sat down on the high platform again, but he still couldn't get used to it.
My butt feels cold.

The old man became angry again.

"Fortunately, the fish will take the bait, the fish will take the bait."

He kept telling himself this, staring at the vibrating Bagua Furnace, wondering which fellow Taoist would be the first to take the bait?
can.

next moment.

"Huh?" The old man was confused. He found that the Bagua Furnace no longer shook, vibrated or made any noise, and many of his fellow Taoists had become well-behaved.

"what's the situation?"

While he was confused, a sneer came from the Bagua furnace:

"Great Lord, great trick, have you been fishing the whole time? Yu Taigu showed his true body for a moment, crushed the Lingxiao Palace, and fished out Randeng's Juexian Sword. Humph!"

Another voice was also yelling:

"How did you become so cunning, old man?"

The old man on the platform was confused. Manifesting a Dharma image? Crushing Ling Xiao? Fishing out the Juexian Sword?
What and what?
He was puzzled and bewildered, but he knew one thing—the fish was gone.

The old man looked around the much emptier Tushita Palace and fell into complete silence.

"Who is it?"

He covered his heart and gnashed his teeth. The treasure was gone for no apparent reason, the fish ran away for no apparent reason. This, this, this.
The old man's hands on the table turned pale, and his hand holding the teapot was shaking. He wanted to trace the source, but he was separated from the past and could not see it!
'call out! ’

The teapot in his hand, called [Heaven-Swallowing Pot], which had accompanied him for countless years, suddenly disappeared, leaving only the mark.

Tai Shang was silent, and he unconsciously exerted force with his hands.

‘Crack! ’

The indestructible desk was cracked with cracks, so dense that it looked like a spider web.

'call out! ’

The desk is also missing.

The old man looked around, bewildered.

(End of this chapter)