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

Chapter 147 Goodbye Earth Ancestor, Zhen Yuanzi
Speaking of the underworld, the reward given to Zhao Lang by the system before was the six reincarnations.

But so far, this reward has not been distributed, Zhao Lang is a little puzzled.

Could it be that he has not completed the task of the system?

Shouldn't it?
They're all back from hell now.

However, he didn't pay too much attention to this point, after all, the six reincarnations were of no use to him.

He is now a Daoist saint, why bother to fight for a hell?
Stay in the secret realm of the Dao, rely on the system to gradually become stronger, and one day if you can surpass Yang Mei, you can go out to play in the prehistoric world, wouldn't it be fun?

Trapped in an invincible world, but unable to get out, what is the difference between the Six Paths of Reincarnation and his secret realm?
With a wry smile, Zhao Lang decided to continue practicing.

After all, his goal is to surpass Taoist Yang Mei, but Zhao Lang doesn't know how strong that guy is, so he can only keep getting stronger, stronger and stronger again.

Thanks to the Dao Secret Realm, all this can go on safely, and by the way, it can also teach the disciples some supernatural powers, so that they can protect themselves even if they leave here.

Nodding his head, Zhao Lang engraved the word Qianjia on the pillar of the main hall.

However, Patriarch Hongyun came back at this moment.

How many years have passed?
Zhao Lang also felt that the old guy would not come back until at least hundreds of thousands of years later.

After all, after staying in a gourd for so long, even longer than Zhao Lang's time in seclusion, and finally returning to the sky, he must take a good look at the prehistoric world today.

After careful observation, there was not only Hongyun Patriarch outside the mountain gate, but another one.

Ok……

Zhao Lang had seen the other one before.

Ancestor of Earth Immortals!Zhen Yuanzi!

How did you bring him here?

Zhao Lang was startled, then waved the two of them into the Chaos Palace.

Patriarch Hongyun stepped forward.

"Are you hiding something from me?"

He squinted his eyes, making Zhao Lang uncomfortable.

Zhao Lang naturally knew what he was talking about.

Hongmeng Purple Qi.

Back then, when Zhao Lang was practicing in seclusion, he used his avatar to go to the Divine Land to look for Zhen Yuanzi, the ancestor of the Earth Immortal. Later, he used two Chaos Pills in exchange for this ray of primordial purple energy.

However, he didn't use that primordial purple qi to become holy, but refined it to lay a solid foundation for his future road.

But don't forget, that ray of majestic purple energy originally belonged to Patriarch Hongyun...

This is also one of the reasons why Zhao Lang always promised Patriarch Hongyun to help him. He always felt that he took other people's things first, although he didn't know that he was still alive before, but now he was standing in front of him.

Seeing Zhao Lang's speechless state for a while, Patriarch Hongyun suddenly laughed.

He smiled very proudly.

"Look at you, you're nervous. It's just a majestic purple aura. When I sent him out, I didn't think about making meritorious deeds, saints or something. It's too restrictive. I prefer freedom."

Hearing this, Zhao Lang smiled awkwardly.

Hong Yun followed up.

"By the way, you two haven't met each other yet, come to Zhen Yuanzi, this is Zhoushan Saint, Zhao Lang, Zhao Gongming."

As he spoke, he pulled Zhen Yuanzi to his side.

The latter is the ancestor of the Earth Immortal, even if Zhao Lang is now a saint, he would not want to pull him like this.

Seeing Hongyun Patriarch's move, Zhao Lang sweated, he was not afraid of Zhen Yuanzi.

Now that he is a Daoist saint, even if Hongjun meets him face to face, he will not be in vain.

It's just that Zhen Yuanzi's sleeve really made him a little worried...

What if he rushes down and sucks all his elixirs and magic weapons away?
Thinking in his heart, he inadvertently glanced at the side hall.

But to Zhao Lang's surprise, Zhen Yuanzi didn't feel any displeasure when Hongyun Patriarch pulled it.

He took advantage of the opportunity to come to Zhao Lang and said with a smile.

"So you are Zhao Gongming, the sage of Zhoushan, whom I have admired for a long time!"

Similarly, he inadvertently noticed the side hall that Zhao Lang was looking at, and when he looked around, he was also shocked by the large elixir and magic weapon in it.

"This...these are all from Saint Zhao?"

he asked suspiciously.

Zhao Lang turned around, nodded and smiled.

"That's right, but these are small things. Compared to Daxian's ginseng fruit tree, it's not surprising."

small thing?
In the huge side hall, any magic weapon seems to be of the rank of Houtian Lingbao. If it is not a coincidence or merit, how can this kind of magic weapon be obtained?

And those elixirs, before Zhao Lang was able to exchange the Primordial Purple Qi with Chaos Pellets, it made Zhen Yuanzi feel that he was an unusual person.

I saw it today, it really is.

"Among the treasure boxes of jade bottles all over the floor, could it be that they are all pills of the same grade as Chaos Pill?"

Zhen Yuanzi asked.

Ancestor Hongyun interjected at this moment: "It's only second to that Chaos Pill, otherwise how do you think I recovered my cultivation so quickly?"

It seems that the ancestor Hongyun at this time is not the same person who always attacked Zhao Lang before...

Zhen Yuanzi was a little surprised.

"Forget it! Forget it! I didn't expect the sage of Zhoushan to have such great attainments in refining alchemy and treasures. Today, I really didn't go wrong with Hongyun. It's an eye-opener."

As he spoke, he took out a purple-gold treasure box from his sleeve.

"There are five ginseng fruits among them. At first, I thought they should come empty-handed. Looking at it again, I'm afraid it will lower the number of pills in Zhao Shengren's hall. Please don't dislike them."

Zhao Lang picked up the treasure box and said with a smile.

"Damn me, Great Immortal Zhenyuan is an Earth Immortal, and a friend of Patriarch Hongyun, that is my friend Zhao Lang, how about this, I will give you some pills, and you can take them as you like in the side hall!"

Feel free to take...

Zhen Yuanzi began to wonder if he heard it wrong.

Zhao Gongming is so generous with the panacea in this room?
However, out of curiosity about the elixir, he chose a few bottles.

Zhao Lang didn't feel distressed about reciprocity, after all, he could practice again.

"You and I are considered peers, and there is no need to add honorific titles."

Hong Yun smiled, patted Zhen Yuanzi on the shoulder and said.

The latter was still immersed in these pills and the shock that Zhao Lang brought to him.

But after all, he is the ancestor of the Earth Immortal, so he quickly pressed down on Dan's joy.

"By the way, I wonder if Fellow Daoist Gongming will be invited to the next Pantao Fair in Heaven?"

After several people were seated, Zhen Yuanzi asked Zhao Lang with a smile.

Nodding in response, the latter sighed.

"What's the matter, Fellow Daoist Gongming? The Pantao Festival is the most grand event in the world. At that time, all saints and even most of the great powers in the prehistoric world will participate. Inviting fellow Daoists to go is to show that the heavens approve it. Why are you sighing?"

Zhen Yuanzi was puzzled, hesitated, looked at Hong Yun and then at Zhao Lang, and asked.

How could Zhao Lang not know?

Although he has been in retreat before, since the establishment of the Heavenly Court, Haotian has been in charge of the Heavenly Court.

Hongjun promulgated a rule, that is, every 300 years, there will be a grand event of flat peaches. At that time, no matter whether it is a cultivator in the wild, a cultivator in the mainland of China, a saint, or a disciple of a saint, anyone who is invited must participate.

One is to clearly understand the distribution of power in the prehistoric world, but to help Haotian stabilize the position of the Heavenly Court.

At the beginning of the first Peach Blossom Meeting, the scene was very grand, almost all the three thousand guests from Zixiao Palace, all the tribes, and the Sage sect all went, but due to Haotian’s lack of experience, he couldn’t hold back the scene, and in the end it had to be Hongjun Daozu came forward in person.

A road paved for Haotian has become a place where Hongjun preaches...

After that, it has been done countless times.

Every time is worse than the last time. After all, Hongjun hardly intervenes in the affairs of the prehistoric world now, but there are also some people who care about the regulations set and attend on time every time.

Among the saint sects, only the Western Church and Lao Dan came every time.

Lao Dan is purely to support the Jade Emperor, but Zhunti picks them up because he wants to take the opportunity to convert to other Buddhas again...

If it wasn't for Zhao Lang who was the target of all the prehistoric powerhouses, why wouldn't he want to go to this conference that he was still familiar with?

In his memory, the Peach Fair in his impression was the one held by Monkey King during Journey to the West.

But that was after the conferment of the gods, and the saint sect almost didn't exist anymore.

But this time is different. Whether it is a strong person or a saint sect practitioner in the prehistoric period, the overall quality is higher than that of Journey to the West. I don’t know how many grades!
But if Zhao Lang goes, the danger will probably follow.

(End of this chapter)