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

Chapter 146 Styx's Request
However, the peach feast will take more than 190 years, which is still early.

Now Zhao Lang is not in a hurry to make arrangements.

He put the three jade plaques in his sleeves, and then headed towards Lianbaoding.

He is going to make some good pills, after all, he can't go to Heaven empty-handed when the time comes.

Anyway, the disciple is also a disciple of the sage, if he goes there empty-handed, wouldn't it make people laugh?
Zhao Lang began to refine the elixir, while Yue Lao walked all the way down the mountain after leaving the Chaos Palace.

Along the way, he couldn't help sighing.

Although this place is not as prosperous as the Heavenly Court, there is a feeling of paradise, especially since he was moved into the Chaos Palace by Zhao Lang, he can feel it, and there is a mysterious feeling that nourishes him invisible.

Yue Lao didn't know that it was the miraculous effect of the secret realm of the Great Dao, he thought it was because Zhao Lang was here that Buzhou Mountain became so miraculous.

Almost walking all the way, sighing all the way.

The Zhou Shanzong disciples who passed by him, both male and female, seemed to be quite energetic. After some observation, the strength of the people they saw was not low.

The most important thing is that Zhou Shanzong's disciples are also very particular about etiquette.

Seeing the foot of Yuelao Mountain, everyone passing by him will salute.

As expected of a Daoist sage, Zhao Gongming was able to adjust the sect to such a degree, it is really rare!

Yuelao felt more and more that Zhao Lang was unfathomable. This person has the strength to stand on top of the prehistoric, but he is willing to stay here. He has never left the mountain for so many years. Just for this point, no one can match in the prehistoric.

"Elder Moon?"

At this time, a voice came from beside Yuelao.

The latter looked sideways, was startled for a moment, and then hurriedly saluted.

"Princess Longji, Sanshengmu, why are you two here?"

They are relatives of the Jade Emperor, so naturally they have a higher status in the heavenly court than some gods. As a god who has been in the heavenly court for so long, Yuelao naturally knows these two.

But I didn't expect to meet each other here in Buzhou Mountain.

"We now worship Senior Zhao as our teacher, and we have stayed in Zhou Shanzong for many years."

Sanshengmu was quite polite and said with a smile.

"Old Yue, why are you here too? Could it be that the Jade Emperor asked you to worship Shizun as a teacher?"

Princess Longji looked at Yuelao with a smile.

The latter shook his head.

"Hahaha, the princess is joking. I am here to send an invitation to Saint Zhao."

invitation?

Sanshengmu didn't quite understand what it was, but Longji did.

"When is the next flat peach?"

she asked.

Yuelao returned: "Today, 190 years later."

She nodded, as the Jade Emperor's in-laws, she must be going to the Heavenly Court for a banquet, even if there is no invitation, she must go, this is out of etiquette.

"In the past, the flat peach feast was presided over by the Queen Mother. Why did the Jade Emperor send out invitations to invite Master this year?"

Longji didn't understand.

But Yuelao shook his head, "I can't guess this matter. Princess, Sanshengmu, I have to meet the heavenly court to revive the order, so I will leave first."

After speaking, he turned around and was about to go down the mountain.

But Princess Longji chased after her.

"Hey, Yuelao, can you help me get a thread?"

"I dare not."

"If you don't dare, just hold it, the Jade Emperor doesn't know."

"..."...

Time flies, and in a blink of an eye, more than ten years have passed.

The elixir for the Peach Fair is ready.

Zhao Lang put it in a treasure box and put it in the side hall.

"Master, someone outside the mountain gate begged to see him, he said he was Patriarch Minghe!"

Ok?
As soon as Zhao Lang came to the main hall, he heard the voices of the disciples patrolling the mountain.

Then he found out his consciousness.

If he is really still Patriarch Styx, why did he leave the underworld and come to me?
Under observation, Zhao Lang could feel that he did not have the aura of Taoist Yang Mei.

But he still hesitated, why did Styx come to him?

After thinking for a while, he decided to move him into the Chaos Palace.

With him, there is another woman.

Zhao Lang didn't look carefully, he sat on the throne, glanced at Styx, and asked.

"What? Regret returning Hongyun's body, are you going to take it back?"

When the latter heard it, he was a little depressed.

After a while, he spoke.

"Don't dare, you are a saint, it's useless for me to have his body, this time I came to Buzhou Mountain..."

It seemed that he hesitated.

Zhao Lang became interested, what could make Patriarch Styx hesitate?

"In the prehistoric world, you can be regarded as a strong man. You were taken into consideration before, and what you did has nothing to do with you. I can understand, just say what you want."

Zhao Lang's words made Styx suddenly enlightened.

"Sage Zhao, I'm here to ask you to take my little girl as a disciple and keep her in Buzhou Mountain!"

Little girl?The one next to him is his daughter?
"Why do you want me to take her in? There are many saint sects in the wild, and my place is not a good place."

Zhao Lang replied with a smile.

Styx shook his head and said.

"When Zhao Shengren gave me the answer before, I was in awe of you in my heart. As you said, if everything happens once, there will be a second time. I'm afraid..."

When he said this, Zhao Lang interrupted him.

He naturally knew what Styx was afraid of, the sea of ​​blood in the underworld, the ancestors of Styx, and the Asura clan hadn't come out because they couldn't break through the sea of ​​blood, I'm afraid there would be no human race in the prehistoric world.

But what can make its creator, Styx No. 1 under the sage, so frightened is naturally the Taoist Yang Mei hiding somewhere.

Seeing Zhao Lang's silence, Styx thought he was hesitant, so he bowed deeply.

"If Sage Zhao is willing to take the little girl as his disciple to protect her life, we, the Asuras, would like to serve Sage Zhoushan forever and obey your orders forever!"

"Ding! It has been detected that Patriarch Styx wants his beloved daughter to become a disciple of the host, and he can choose."

"[-]. Refuse the request, take the opportunity to kill Styx, and you can get Styx's body and Asura girl."

"Second, accept the Asura girl to accept her as a disciple, make Styx grateful to the host, and get a drop of Pangu's blood essence."

Zhao Lang made a choice.

Kill Styx?

No, Zhao Lang has never been in favor of killing to stop chaos.

As for the rewards, it doesn't matter, if the Asuras can listen to Zhao Lang, then at least a quarter of the underworld will be under Zhao Lang's control.

No matter how strong Taoist Yang Mei was, he couldn't control the entire Shura clan by himself.

"Well, what's her name?"

Zhao Lang looked at the Asura girl behind Styx and asked.

"Ganga..."

Ming He just opened his mouth, but was directly interrupted by Zhao Lang.

"Let's call it Qianjia."

Ok?
why?
Styx was confused, and so was the woman behind him.

Zhao Lang had heard that these Asura people had extremely long names, so he didn't want to think about them every day in order to remember their names.

You can call it whatever you want.

But since he said it, Styx just froze for a moment, then turned and said to the woman.

"Have you not thanked your master for giving me the name?"

The woman knelt down slowly, kowtowed three times and bowed nine times.

"Thank you, Master, for giving me the name."

Nodding his head, Zhao Lang looked at Styx, who now had a grateful expression on his face. It has to be said that it is very strange for a vicious guy to show such an expression...

Afterwards, Ming He also expressed that he was going to go back to the Sea of ​​Blood for retreat, if he came out again, he would only be manipulated by that person, so Zhao Lang should be more careful.

After bidding farewell to Qianjia and his son, Zhao Lang also moved him out of the secret realm of the Dao.

For a while, only him and Qianjia were left in the hall.

After examining it carefully, Zhao Lang was surprised.

Asura men are extremely ugly, each of them has a body shape like Mount Sumeru, with thousands of eyes, 24 feet, and hundreds of heads, mouths, and hands. They are all ugly by nature.

However, Asura women look very delicate and beautiful.

Zhao Lang was amazed, and the Qianjia in front of him had the feeling of a foreign beauty from a previous life.

But Zhao Lang's Dao heart is very stable, he asked him to stay in the Chaos Palace, not to leave the floating island, after all, this appearance is too easy to make his disciple's Dao heart unstable.

As a master, a master.

He naturally wants to help his disciples resist all this...

After simply teaching her some magical powers, Qian Jia's comprehension ability is also very strong, and she can quickly grasp what Zhao Lang taught.

After staying in the Chaos Palace for a long time, I have naturally seen and become familiar with San Xiao and others.

It's just that Qianjia's state is very similar to Yuanfeng in the Chaos Realm. Everything is good, but there is one shortcoming.

Talk less.

(End of this chapter)