My God of Wealth, Zhao Gongming, would rather die than be in the mountains

Chapter 103 The Crisis of Wudang Sect
Zhunti stared at the Wudang Sect below, frowning.

Zhao Lang was also taken aback, he didn't expect him to come over.

Controlling the clone, he said slowly.

"When the sage who explained the teaching came here, he also came to save people?"

There was some excitement in the words, but Yuanshi Tianzun just laughed after hearing it.

Yuanshi Tianzun naturally didn't take Zhang Tian's words too seriously. He also knew that this person was Lu Ya's disciple, so he simply ignored him.

"Zhunti, you really have always maintained your sneaky style, how long are you going to hide?"

He smiled faintly, and did not look at the Great Compassion Buddha in front of him at all, but cast his gaze to the sky.

"Hmph, why are you here?"

Zhunti snorted coldly, and then turned into a golden light and came to the Great Compassion Buddha, who hurriedly made a Buddha ceremony and stepped aside.

The moment Zhunti appeared, Shen Gongbao seemed to have regained his senses, shaking his head and regaining consciousness.

Zhang Tian gave a look, and Xuan Heihu hurried forward to pull him back.

Eyes met Yuanshi Tianzun, Shen Gongbao was taken aback for a moment, and the former also squinted but didn't continue to pay attention the next moment.

After all, there is still a sage here, even if Zhunti wanted to forcibly save someone, he couldn't do it too openly.

"Zhunti, is it not enough for you to have a lamp to make your Buddhism flourish?"

Yuanshi Tianzun looked at Taoist Zhunti with a playful tone.

The corner of the latter's mouth twitched: "Randeng has good qualifications..."

Before he could finish speaking, Yuan Shi interrupted him and said: "That is inevitable. After all, he is my disciple or the deputy head teacher. Do you think this matter is over, and you can mention it?"

As he spoke, his words became sharper, and the holy power was displayed immediately, making some ordinary disciples at the mountain gate feel difficult to breathe.

"You two, if you want to settle the old score, don't stay here with me, and go elsewhere with your hands high."

The avatar Zhang Tian faced Shengwei, expressionless, and said lightly.

As expected of Lu Ya's disciple, he has good courage, but it's a pity that he didn't get any good development under Lu Ya.

Yuanshi Tianzun thought in his heart, smiled lightly, and then rolled his eyes at Zhunti.

The latter's face is gloomy now. After all, he is about to succeed in saving people and returning to the West, and the appearance of the other party has disrupted his plan.

"Humph."

Zhunti flicked his sleeve pockets, and then turned into a golden glow with the Great Compassion Buddha and left.

Yuanshi Tianzun glanced at Zhang Tian and said, "You are Zhang Tianshi?"

how?Are you trying to get my clone again?
Zhao Lang sneered.

It's just that Yuanshi Tianzun didn't know that Zhang Tian was his clone, and even if he checked the cause and effect through Shengwei, he couldn't find any information about himself from the latter.

Faced with Yuanshi Tianzun's question, Zhang Tian remained unmoved: "I'm right."

"If your disciples encounter bottlenecks in their cultivation, you can let them come to Kunlun, and my disciples can guide them in their cultivation."

Yuanshi Tianzun said with a smile, and then turned into Changhong and left.

What these words said really shook the hearts of some disciples in Wudang Sect.

On one side is Zhang Tianshi, and on the other is Yuanshi Tianzun. Although the former is strong, he has not become a saint after all. On the other hand, the Twelve Golden Immortals are very powerful, and there is also a sage of heaven...

"Every single one of them harbors evil intentions!"

Zhao Lang secretly scolded Yuanshi Tianzun.

After a while, he manipulated Zhang Tian to arrange disciples. If anyone wants to quit Wudang Sect at this time, they will not be treated as apostasy. denominations have any affiliation.

The disciples also thought about it, and saw that the celestial master seemed to be serious, so they gave up their thoughts.

Nodding in satisfaction, Zhao Lang cast his eyes at Shen Gongbao, obviously the latter has not recovered, after all, it is extremely uncomfortable to be controlled by a saint, as if he is not himself at all.

I don't know what that guy Lu Ya is doing. Since the last time I went to Lingshan with Nuwa to find Zhunti, this guy seems like he can't get out of seclusion.

Zhao Lang didn't care about him either, as long as he didn't come out to find a clone, then he didn't have to worry too much.

After dealing with the avatar Zhang Tian, ​​Zhao Lang continued to refine the magic weapon.

Now the prehistoric period is still the period of the five emperors, and this period is longer than expected, mainly because there are many practitioners.

The leader of the human race doesn't know who it is now, and Zhao Lang never thought of sending a clone to look for it, because Xuanyuan and Tianhao had already withdrawn from the prehistoric stage, and even he couldn't find them.

In my impression, the Great Tribulation of Conferred Gods is still about several thousand years away, and within these few thousand years is the time for the continuous development of the Sage Sect and the Primordial Human Race, which is no different to Zhao Lang.

As a person who has retreated for countless years, in his eyes, thousands of years are just a matter of closing and opening his eyes.

In the prehistoric times, a period of calm returned again.

Zhao Lang misses the worry-ridden days in the Chaos Realm. In contrast, being too comfortable in the prehistoric world can easily make people lazy.

However, his self-control ability is still good, and because he has become a saint, there are many fewer people who trouble him.

Seeing that San Xiao's cultivation around him is improving every day, Zhao Lang is very pleased. Even if they are moved out of the Chaos Palace and the secret realm of the Dao now, they should be able to break out of the world with their own strength.

But Zhao Lang didn't want to do this, because he knew that as long as the Conferred God hadn't passed and everything was uncertain, then anything could happen.

Putting the refined magic weapon into his sleeve, Zhao Lang looked at Yang Chan.

She is diligent and conscientious. She has been in the Chaotic Palace for so long, and she has been staying next to the Lianbaoding, and she has never complained.

"Yang Chan, why did the Jade Emperor send you here to worship me as a teacher?"

Zhao Lang asked with a smile.

Yang Chan hurriedly saluted, and said cautiously: "Master, the Jade Emperor said that in the entire prehistoric world, only you can see the cause and effect and avoid the three disasters and five disasters. He hoped that I could avoid the catastrophe, so he sent me here. "

This answer is very official, probably the Jade Emperor taught her to say so.

But she didn't tell Zhao Lang that she could guess that it was mostly due to the death of Yang Jian's mother that the Jade Emperor almost no longer believed in saints, even Hongjun, he didn't want to believe.

You can see it from what he did.

The Heavenly Court is expanding its power. Although there are few gods, the gods who can serve in the Heavenly Court at this time are not weak, at least Da Luo Jinxian started.

Even the underworld, now Haotian wants a piece of the action.

Now it is difficult for Houtu to control the reincarnation of the six realms alone, because the Bodhisattva Buddha, who has been scrutinized by Western sects, went there. On the surface, he is jointly managing the underworld with Houtu, but in fact he is eroding the latter's rights.

Fortunately, Houtu and the six realms of reincarnation are one, and if reincarnation is not destroyed, she will not die. It is nothing more than the fact that the real power in her hand is gradually disappearing.

With a wave of his hand, Zhao Lang told Yang Chan to go down first, and the latter quit.

Thinking of the underworld, he unconsciously thought of Xing Tian and Chi You. These two guys are really pitiful. After becoming his disciples, they have been loyal and loyal. He never thought that they would die in the hands of Lu Ya in the end. The strength has to be greatly reduced.

But let's not pull them out of the underworld for now.

Zhao Lang had a plan, because the catastrophe of the Conferred Gods was unprecedented and unprecedented, if the two of them came out, they might suffer another catastrophe, so it's better to stay at Houtu's place first.

Nodding his head, Zhao Lang took out the most precious treasure of chaos, the Qinglian sword.

The moment the sword was thrown out of the sleeve, the entire Dao Secret Realm and even the surrounding mountains and sky were lit up by this thing, which looked very mysterious.

A faint spiritual power covered the jasper-like blade.

Zhao Lang looked back and forth at this magic weapon, it will be used in the formation of Myriad Treasure Immortal Formation in the future.

As the treasure of chaos, if it is used properly, it can even kill the saints of the Dao, but for the saints of the heavens, I don't know if it is feasible.

After all, there is only one way of heaven in the prehistoric world, the way of heaven is immortal, and saints are immortal.

The chaotic realm is chaotic, with thousands of avenues there, chaotic, so the treasure of chaos can exert its power.

While he was pondering the magic weapon, a group of explorers sneaked into Mount Buzhou.

Zhao Lang discovered them immediately, but under the prying eyes of his divine sense, the strongest cultivation of these people was in the realm of true immortals, so he didn't take it seriously.

"Look, there must be a treasure there. Let's take it out and bring it to Wang Daxian. If he is happy, he will definitely accept me as a disciple!"

One of the men looked very excited, he turned around and said to the people behind him.

"Come on, we don't know each other well here, if we stumble into something by accident and disturb some great power, I'm afraid we're going to die here, don't go, don't go, don't go..."

"What are you afraid of? Who else can be stronger than our master, the Four Sages of Jiulong Island?"

"But the Four Sages haven't agreed to accept me..."

"When I take out the magic weapon, the old seniors are happy, and they will naturally take it away. You wait, I will go and find out!"

Zhao Lang heard all of their conversation.

But when he heard Jiulong Island, he was taken aback, and then a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

(End of this chapter)