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

Chapter 119 Purple Red Gourd?

The leader of the Tongtian religion is a different person now, and he is too terrifying now, and he actually did what Yuanshi Tianzun did before.

And more than that...

Zhao Lang sighed and returned to the main hall of the Chaos Palace.

With the help of a Chaos Pill, Xuanheihu also gradually regained his vitality.

It was that Kunpeng, who really made Zhao Lang unhappy, and came to provoke him several times, and every time he came, it happened that Zhao Lang couldn't make a move.

If he had the chance, he would have killed him long ago, why would he leave him there alive and kicking and blaming himself?
But now it seems that the monster clan has already got involved with the Shura clan, the ancestor of Minghe, because if Taoist Yang Mei will manipulate Minghe to order Kunpeng to attack, he will definitely not stop there, and there will definitely be many troubles in the future .

Fortunately, Lu Ya didn't come today.

Thinking of Lu Ya, Zhao Lang summoned the Chaos Perishing Saint Pill, held it in his hand, and watched it carefully.

This small Chaos Perishing Saint Pill was able to cause the strongest existence in the world to fall. It was really terrifying. What would happen if he swallowed it by himself?

Zhao Lang tried to smell its breath.

It didn't feel any strange, but there was a feeling of spiritual power flowing back.

This is probably the effect of Chaos Pill.

However, Zhao Lang knew that if he took this elixir, he would destroy the five qi in his chest and put three flowers on top.

Saints are also doomed. They have practiced Taoism for countless years, and they will melt into cakes once.

After a cold war, Zhao Lang carefully put it away.

This is something that will be used to deal with Luya later.

Lu Ya didn't have to kill him, but he is a saint now, if he added a lot of danger to his disciples or disciples, then this person must be eliminated.

Shaking his head, he sighed with emotion about the entanglement with Lu Ya, what would happen if he went out of the mountain and saved him or helped him?
At that time, it was indeed because Zhao Lang's strength was too weak. What if he just walked out like this and touched Zuwu's fist?
I'm afraid there will be no today.

It has been a rule since ancient times that a dead Taoist friend will not die a poor Taoist...

Zhao Lang sat on the throne, and Yang Chan also came over now.

"Master, what kind of elixir did you refine just now?"

She pointed to the treasure refining cauldron in the side hall and asked Zhao Lang.

"Chaos Perishing Holy Pill."

Zhao Lang replied.

"What is the Chaos Perishing Saint Pill?"

Zhao Lang had no choice but to explain to her.

After learning about the effect of the elixir, Yang Chan's pretty face changed color, as if she was shocked.

"Isn't it true that Master will kill that saint if he wants to kill that saint now?"

Zhao Lang shook his head and said with a wry smile.

"Cultivate well, don't think about these things."

Yang Chan nodded obediently, and then backed away.

Watching her go down, Zhao Lang summoned the reward from the system from his sleeve.

The next moment, there was a purple-red gourd in his hand.

The hall is resplendent with gold and jade, and under the light shining with gold and silver, this gourd looks very mysterious.

Zhao Lang began to think about this thing. According to his memory, only a few people had this innate gourd.

Taiqing Laodan, Yuanshi Tianzun, Master Tongtian, Nuwa, Hongyun Patriarch, Taoist Lu Ya, Jade Emperor Haotian.

By the way, Zhao Lang also has some impressions of this congenital gourd. It is said that there is a plant that grows to the west of Buzhou Mountain.

But that was before Zhao Lang came to Mount Buzhou. Because the gourds on it were taken by several powerful saints, the gourd vine disappeared.

It is said that this thing is Hongmeng Linggen.

Lao Dan's gourd is purple-gold, and he made it into a container for holding alchemy.

Yuan Shi Tianzun's gourd is a purple-black gourd, and some people call it a chaotic gourd. It is said that it can form chaos by itself, but Zhao Lang has never seen it before. If it forms chaos by itself, wouldn't it be the same as the world of chaos?

The second is the purple-yellow water and fire gourd of the leader of Tongtian. It is said that there are two water and fire unicorns in it. Of course, Zhao Lang has never seen Tongtian called out, so he doesn't know if it is true or not.

Then there is the gourd in Nuwa's hand, in which there is a banner for attracting demons, which can attract all the fairies in the world.

The gourd of the Haotian Jade Emperor is purple-green, and it is said that it can breed the treasures of the world and make it a higher level.

Zhao Lang is familiar with Lu Ya's gourd.

And the last gourd, the purple-red nine-nine-scattered soul gourd.

Probably the one in Zhao Lang's hand.

It is said that this gourd was obtained by the ancestor of Hongyun, and it has the function of restraining souls and punishing spirits.

But after preaching in Zixiao Palace, the ancestor Hongyun was besieged and killed by several great powers, and the gourd disappeared.

Zhao Lang was a little surprised. It seems that the father of the system is really well-connected. As long as there is something in the prehistoric world, it can give you as a reward.

Fortunately, if there is no system, I am afraid that Zhao Lang will not be able to survive a day when he comes to Honghuang!

Now it is not only a day, but even though the countless thousands of years seem to pass quickly, it is really a experience of the evolution of the prehistoric.

Zhao Lang was wondering whether to make a memorial tablet for the system...

Shaking his head with a wry smile, he gave up this idea, because the existence of the system must not be known to anyone.

He slowly moved the gourd to his eyes, opened the mouth of the gourd, and inserted his spiritual consciousness into it.

The space inside the gourd is very large, boundless, without land, nor mountains, rivers, lakes and seas. There is only a purple-red spiritual power swimming in it. In the dim space, that spiritual power appears very muddy.

Endless mist filled it, like the primordial primordial chaos.

There is a deep mystery hidden in this gourd.

Zhao Lang always felt that there seemed to be life in it?
He injected spiritual power into it, and then, a strong feedback from the primordial spirit suddenly emerged from the gourd!
call! !

Zhao Lang was startled, slipped the gourd and fell to the ground, and then it started to spin around in place.

Whoosh whoosh~
"What the hell?"

Zhao Lang was startled, because he saw a person about to come out of the narrow gourd mouth.

That person looks like an old man, dressed in a red Taoist robe...

Getting out of the gourd, he was looking at Zhao Lang in shock.

Zhao Lang also looked back at the other party in a daze.

"who are you?"

Almost in unison, they were embarrassed again.

"I am Patriarch Hongyun..."

Zhao Lang's eyeballs almost fell to the ground.

Ancestor Red Cloud?

"You're not dead?"

Zhao Lang's expression was very embarrassing, he never thought that the system would send him a Red Cloud Patriarch?

Hongyun frowned slightly, and stroked his beard lightly.

It just seems that he is now in the state of a soul.

"Ding! It is detected that the host has discovered the primordial spirit of Patriarch Hongyun, and you can choose."

"One, devouring his primordial spirit, his cultivation level will increase greatly, and he can obtain all the supernatural powers of Hongyun Patriarch."

"Second, keep it by your side and help Patriarch Hongyun return to his physical body, and you will be grateful to Patriarch Hongyun."

Zhao Lang was really shocked. Although he had experienced a lot of outrageous things, he was quite surprised to meet a dead person.

But Zhao Lang didn't need to kill him, swallowing him would not improve his strength much.

"You are, Saint?"

Seeing Zhao Lang in a daze, Hongyun Patriarch frowned and asked.

Slowing down, Zhao Lang nodded.

"I am a great saint."

Great saint!

"Which avenue are you proving?"

The old ancestor Hongyun glanced around, and after confirming that this place was in the prehistoric, he asked.

Zhao Lang replied hesitantly: "I have three sacred fruits, which one do you mean?"

"Three Saint Fruit Status?"

This has gone beyond his comprehension. In his memory, there are only a few who have become Daoist saints in the prehistoric world, Yang Mei is one of them, and the rest basically follow Hongjun and practice the way of heaven.

And the person in front of him didn't seem to want that kind of innate elf or some kind of element, like his ancestor Hongyun was the first red cloud in the prehistoric world.

Although this Zhao Lang does not look like a human race, he is not a demon race either.

"What are you transformed into?"

Zhao Lang smiled.

"You old man is so funny, what else can I be transformed into if I am me?"

Hong Yun waved his hand, and replied: "I see that your aura is unusual, maybe you are not alone!"

(End of this chapter)