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

Chapter 123 The West Regenerates Chaos, Yang Jian Takes Roaring Sky

how do I say this?

Daoist Yuding stared at Zhao Lang with wide eyes.

The latter just waved his hand and smiled.

"Just wait and see, it will be revealed in the future."

Immediately afterwards, he moved the two of them out of the secret realm of the Great Dao.

After all, the Western religion is likely to be watching them in secret. If they find out that Yang Jian and Master Yuding are related to Zhao Lang, they will probably use all the means.

Zhao Lang fell into deep thought.

Although it is said that Jiejiao was taken away by Western religions in the later Conferred Gods, the more famous ones are still in the process of elucidating the teachings.

Taoist Burning Lamp and four of the Twelve Golden Immortals.

Samantabhadra real person, afraid of grandchildren, Manjusri Guangfa Tianzun, Cihangdao man, apostate and become a Buddha: It means that Buddhism embezzles Taoist gods, such as Cihangdao man, who was "borrowed" by Buddhism to become Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva, and it is still not borrowed return……

Thinking of this, Zhao Lang seemed to have figured out something.

Fear of keeping grandchildren...

Could it be that this guy found Ran Deng?
Then how did he know that Yang Jian and Yu Ding belonged to him?
But Zhao Lang is not worried, even if he is afraid of leaving Sun to know, even if he did it, he absolutely dare not tell Yuanshi Tianzun, after all, he colluded with the Western religion, which is a big mistake.

Sighing, Zhao Lang decided not to think about it.

There are too many things in front of him now, all of these things seem to be a conspiracy, all for the purpose of conferring the gods and catastrophe.

Zhao Lang sat cross-legged and continued to practice with his eyes closed.

On the other side, Yang Jian and others went down the mountain.

"Eh? Don't run away!"

Suddenly, a woman ran out, chasing a black dog. It seemed that the dog was quite spiritual, but it looked like a monster but not a monster.

The woman is Princess Longji, and the dog in front of her is Xiaotiangou.

Xiao Tiangou went all the way down the mountain, reckless and reckless, which surprised Yang Chan.

With Yang Jian beside him, he restrained the Xiaotian dog with one stroke.

"Evil dog!"

Yang Jian was about to kill him, but Princess Longji hurried forward.

"Stop it, he's mine!"

However, the Xiaotian dog also changed its human form, saying quite aggrieved.

"Princess Longji, let me go!"

Princess Longji?

Yang Jian was taken aback for a moment, and then released Xiao Tiangou.

"who are you?"

Long Ji glanced at Yang Jian who was beside Yang Chan, and asked with a slight frown.

"He is my elder brother, Yang Jian."

Yang Chan hurriedly stood up and explained.

Oh?
"It turns out that you are Yang Jian. I heard about you breaking into the South Heaven Gate and splitting the mountain to save your mother. The Jade Emperor would have nothing to do with you. I saw you today. It's really good."

Longji smiled.

"This is the daughter of the Jade Emperor and the Queen Mother of the West, Longji, you haven't seen it before."

Yang Chan explained to Yang Jian.

The latter suddenly realized, because after all, he was a family, and he had heard about it a little bit, but at this time he lost part of his memory, and he had forgotten the bond between himself and the Jade Emperor, and said with a blank face.

"Princess Longji, does this vicious dog need me to help you get rid of him?"

He pointed to the Xiaotian dog and asked.

The latter quickly shrank his head and hid behind Longji.

"No, he's my friend. We're just joking around. I heard that you have great powers now. Why don't you let this guy practice with you? Help me train him."

It's no coincidence that a book cannot be made.

Zhao Lang had a great time watching Chaos Palace, and finally Yang Jian took Xiao Tiangou away and returned to Kunlun with Master Yuding.

But he only paid attention to Yang Jian and the others, but he didn't find that there was another guy watching secretly.

That person is Hong Jin.

Hong Jin was originally a disciple of Wudang Sect with good aptitude, and later came to Buzhou Mountain from Wudang Sect, joined Zhoushan Sect and became Zhao Lang's disciple.

He was quite close to Shen Gongbao.

Seeing that Princess Longji had a happy conversation with Yang Jian, he was a little jealous.

After all, he didn't know that these people were relatives.

Back in the Taoist room, Hong Jin didn't choose to continue practicing, but just sat on the futon.

Shen Gongbao had just returned from teaching his disciples outside at this time, when he saw Hong Jin, he stepped forward to greet him.

"What's the matter, sullen?"

Shen Gongbao patted his shoulder and said with a smile.

Looking up, Hong Jin sighed.

"Hey! Brother, how nice it would be if I could have your face?"

Shen Gongbao coughed twice.

"How do you say this? As a fellow practitioner, why are you talking about your appearance?"

Hong Jin hesitated, but chose to speak out after a while.

Shen Gongbao couldn't hold back his laughter after listening to his words.

"Junior brother, that person is from Chanjiao. You think our master has always been at odds with Chanjiao, and we won't get too close in the future. They are probably just being polite."

he comforted.

However, Hong Jin disagreed.

He felt that it was because he was not good-looking enough and not strong enough.

No matter how Shen Gongbao persuaded him, he felt inferior, so the former had no choice but to give up.

Although Zhao Lang listened to all directions, he didn't want to hear everything. He didn't pay too much attention to his disciples' usual chats and things. After all, he also had his own things to do.

When he is free, he will refine magic weapons.

Taking out Dinghaizhu, Zhao Lang inspected the magic weapon.

If it wasn't for it, I'm afraid I would have died at the hands of traitors from the Zhou clan.

Rejoicing in his heart, he injected the power of the Golden Dao into it.

Immediately, the color of the two beads on it became darker.

The power of the Dao law is far stronger than the power of the ancestral witch, and one law represents the mastery of an element of all things in the primordial world.

However, the strength of these avenues varies from strong to weak. Some avenue laws are powerful enough to equal one to a hundred, while others are not particularly important.

As for what laws the Chaos Demon Gods mastered, Zhao Lang had no way of knowing.

Looking at Dinghaizhu in front of him, Zhao Lang misses the Chaos Realm a little bit.

At least there, he can go wherever he wants. In the prehistoric world, if one is not careful, he will get the way of a sage, and if he is not careful, he will probably be suppressed and killed by Taoist Yang Mei.

How can I!

With a wry smile, he took the magic weapon back into his sleeve.

at the same time.

Under Lingshan.

"you sure?"

Fear Liusun looked at the ancient Buddha with a shocked face.

The latter nodded calmly.

"The poor monk personally planted a heart demon on Yang Jian, and watched him being taken to Mount Buzhou by Master Yuding."

"So, Master Yuding has colluded with Zhao Gongming for a long time?"

Fearing Liusun began to think, he naturally didn't expect it.

How could the Chanjiao Golden Immortal be related to Zhoushan Saint?
Back then, under the guidance of Taoist Ran Deng, many Jinxians had already gone to Zhao Lang to trouble him, and Daoist Yuding was among them, and they even almost raised their hands.

Today, how could it be related to that guy again?
Although he knew about it, he was afraid of Liusun and didn't intend to tell Yuanshi Tianzun.

Anyway, he can't say that it was Ran Deng and himself who tried it out. After all, although Yuanshi Tianzun didn't say anything, he must still remember Ran Deng's apostasy in his heart.

In contrast, Chanjiao and Zhao Gongming have now reached a relationship that does not offend the river. He is just a little golden fairy, and his advice will definitely not be adopted by him.

It seems that the trend of elucidation and education is over!
Afraid to leave grandson to look at the lamp.

"What's so good about Western religion?"

The burning lamp ancient Buddha seems to have guessed something.

He patted his shoulder with a smile.

"Listen to me to tell you, my Buddha..."

(End of this chapter)