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

Chapter 13 Zhoushan Saint?

"Father..."

Looking at the old man with white hair and white beard in front of him, Zhao Lang was startled.

How did he come here?
"Little friend, did you provoke this power of chaos?"

Lao Tzu smiled lightly.

"no……"

As expected, Lao Tzu stepped forward.

"I think so, my little friend is only a quasi-sage high-level, it is impossible to arouse the power of chaos..."

Zhao Lang smiled wryly, just?Quasi-sage senior?

Sure enough, all saints are ants!
"The sage came here suddenly, is he looking for something next?"

Zhao Lang's half-smile.

Hearing this, Lao Tzu nodded.

He entered the prehistoric world and established a human religion. After meeting Emperor Xuanyuan, he wanted to accept him as a disciple, but Xuanyuan said that he had already worshiped the teacher.

At the meeting when the former was promoted to quasi-sage, I already knew that Zhao Lang was here, but he had no interest in coming here. This time Xuanyuan said that his master is the hidden power of Buzhou Mountain, and I couldn't help being a little curious.

Under Xuanyuan's leadership, if the human race believes in this person, this person will have the opportunity to become a god through meritorious deeds.

Of course, the Primordial Purple Qi is also needed.

"Xuanyuan is your disciple?"

the old man asked.

really!

This Xuanyuan!
What a nuisance to me!
Zhao Lang sighed secretly, and replied: "Yes."

Lao Tzu's expression was indifferent, "Since we have all accepted disciples, why don't you go on a journey in the wilderness yourself?"

"I'm afraid of death, I just want to retreat and practice..."

Zhao Lang didn't say much.

"What if one day you enter the prehistoric world?"

"The saint killed me."

Hearing this, Lao Tzu smiled faintly, "You said that."

Anyway, Zhao Lang didn't plan to go out unless he became a great saint.

But when he becomes a Daoist sage, what can I do with him as a sage?

Nodding his head, Zhao Lang didn't speak.

The next moment, Lao Tzu disappeared into the fairy cave.

call!
These saints, coming and going, are really scary!
"Time will prove everything."

Zhao Lang thought about it, and then continued to retreat.

On the other side, Lao Tzu came to Zixiao Palace.

"Master."

When he came to Hongjun, Lao Tzu bowed.

"The power of chaos should be a magic weapon or a elixir, not something he provoked."

Hearing this, Hongjun nodded.

"He hides from the world, it seems that it is not just as simple as being greedy for life and afraid of death."

Lao Tzu continued.

Hongjun didn't speak, and he knew in his heart that it was a bit too fake for Senior Zhunsheng to say that he was afraid of death.

Or, did he already foresee a catastrophe that would happen soon?

But he is not a saint.

Waving his hand to signal Laozi to retreat, Hongjun continued to watch Buzhou Mountain.

After Lao Tzu left, Zhao Lang waited for Xuanyuan while practicing.

Because he seems to have encountered a bottleneck in his cultivation at this time, after the quasi-sage, every step forward is very difficult.

He wanted to arrange for the human race to collect some natural treasures for him.

Any flowers, plants and vegetation containing aura can be refined by Chaos Daofa and transformed into spiritual power that strengthens the body.

But Zhao Lang couldn't go out to look for it. After all, many people were staring at him at this time.

Penance for a long time.

Xuanyuan finally came to Zhao Lang.

To be precise, the human race came to him.

There are densely packed human monks outside Buzhou Mountain. These people are Xuanyuan's subordinates, and when they heard that Xuanyuan was going to Buzhou Mountain to find a mentor, they couldn't help but wonder, Xuanyuan is already so strong, what kind of power will his master be?
"Master! Master!"

Xuanyuan's voice came from outside the cave.

Zhao Lang walked out of the fairy cave, Xuanyuan was now the emperor, and his temperament changed from the embarrassing appearance he had come here before, with a majestic aura.

The cultivation base has also reached the golden fairy realm, which is not bad.

"You still know how to come back?"

Zhao Lang said indifferently, but in fact he was very excited.

Xuanyuan knelt down on the ground, and all the clansmen behind him also knelt down.

"Master taught me supernatural powers. After defeating Chi You, I will definitely come to visit! Master, please follow me out of the mountain and come to my tribe. The human race will be led by you!"

Ok?
"Ding! It was detected that Xuanyuan Huangdi invited you to be the leader of the human race, you can choose."

"One, accept the invitation to lead the human race out of the mountain, become the overlord of the wild, and gain control of the human race."

"Second, refuse the invitation, continue to retreat, and let Xuanyuan lead the human race to collect heaven, material and earth treasures for him, and he can obtain the power of the ancestor witch, the source of thunder."

Without a doubt, Zhao Lang suppressed the joy in his heart by continuing to retreat and seeing the reward of the second choice.

It's the power of the ancestral witch again!This time it was Lei, the element mastered by Zu Wu Qiangliang.

Looking at Xuanyuan Taotao in front of him, he kept describing the battle between him and Chi You, and then talked about the prospect of the human race.

Zhao Lang listened carefully.

Zhao Lang wanted to laugh when he heard this kid's confident tone of wanting to let the race reach the top and become a prehistoric one.

Under the saints, you are just pawns of heaven.

After Xuanyuan finished speaking, he looked at Zhao Lang expectantly, and said, "Very good, but you have to know that there are people out there, and you are not the strongest existence in the prehistoric world. You can multiply and stabilize your foundation, and you can I won't go out of the mountain."

Xuanyuan felt a little lost.

"But there is one thing that I need you to do for me. You lead the human race to help me collect natural materials and earthly treasures in the mainland of China. Any flowers and plants with aura will do."

Xuanyuan was taken aback for a moment, he didn't expect the topic to change like this.

It was too fast too.

He also thought that anyone would want the position of leader of the human race.

I didn't expect Master to have such a state of mind. He rejected me because he wanted to give me a chance to lead the human race and show my ability!
Xuanyuan thought too much, Zhao Lang just didn't want to go out of the mountain...

"Why don't you talk, can't you?" Zhao Lang said with some displeasure seeing him in a daze.

"Yes! Of course you can! Master's kind-hearted disciples feel it! I will go back to the tribe and arrange to persuade them to go out and look for it!"

Xuanyuan readily agreed.

He was grateful in his heart that Master actually loved him so much!

The more Xuanyuan thought about it, the more excited he became.

"I'll make arrangements now!"

Watching him lead the human race away, Zhao Lang was stunned.

According to Lao Tzu, he is now only a high-ranking quasi-sage.

This sentence made Zhao Lang, who was already a little swollen, calm down instantly.

Correct!
Even the quasi-sage pinnacle can't go out!
He must have the power to rival a saint before he dares to go out.

Zhao Lang's mood became joyful.

He quietly waited for the human race to bring him heaven and earth treasures.

The human race is all over the land of China, and Xuanyuan, as the king of the human race, has an extremely powerful appeal.

For a while, the human race began to become active on the mainland of China, looking for natural materials and earthly treasures everywhere.

"Have you heard that Xuanyuan Huangdi's master is an ancient power who retreated in Buzhou Mountain!"

"real or fake?"

"Really, a few years ago, I heard that there were several big battles on Buzhou Mountain!"

"Have you seen it, just say it?"

"Really! Someone passed it on..."

In the prehistoric times, things about Zhao Lang spread more and more widely, and the more they spread, the more evil they became.

There was even a saying by the end.

There is a saint living in Buzhou Mountain!
A hundred years later, the news of the great power of the hermit in Buzhou Mountain spread throughout the prehistoric world.

Although Zhao Lang stayed in the fairy cave, the quasi-sage saw all directions with his eyes and ears.

When he saw people passing by near Buzhou Mountain, he bowed towards the mountain.

He has black lines all over his head...

It spread so quickly!
This Xuanyuan's influence is really not small.

Zhao Lang instinctively resisted.

He kept a low profile as much as possible, but at this time almost most people in the world imagined Zhao Lang's appearance and even built temples for him.

However, Zhao Lang has not yet been sanctified, even if he is sanctified, he does not rely on merit, and the offerings of these human races are of no use to him.

"Anyway, I didn't leave the mountain."

Zhao Lang comforted himself, and the sage also knew of his existence, as long as he stays in the cave and stays in the fairy cave, no one can break in except Laozi and Hongjun, that's great!

Thinking of this, Zhao Lang didn't think any more, and continued to retreat.

In this way, Xuanyuan would send treasures of heaven and earth every few years, and Zhao Lang's physical cultivation improved by leaps and bounds.

And on the mainland of China, a good name has gradually been given to this hidden power of Buzhou Mountain: "Sage of Zhoushan"

Kunlun, Yuxu Palace.

"Zhou Shan...a saint?"

Yuanshi Tianzun's eyes were full of anger. If Hongjun hadn't told him before that he was not allowed to trouble Zhao Lang again, he would have rushed to Buzhou Mountain by now.

Don't let me go, didn't you say that my disciple can't go?

Although Ren He is now a high-ranking quasi-sage, Daoist Ran Deng and Nanji Xianweng are also quasi-sages, and the two quasi-sages are still afraid that he will fail.

"Chuan Ran Lamp, Antarctica..."

The fairy boy under him hurriedly retreated.

Outside the hall, the Antarctic fairy just arrived in front of the hall, heard what Yuanshi Tianzun said, and then smiled lightly, and when the fairy boy went out, there was no trace of him.

a few days later.

"Master, Master! Nanji Zhenjun can't retreat!"

(End of this chapter)