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

Chapter 161 Awakening of Tianba's Bloodline

The Hybrid Palace was almost demolished by myself...

Fortunately, Zhao Lang discovered it in time, and at the moment when it was about to collapse, he finally used his spiritual power to restore the side hall to its original state.

After heaving a sigh of relief, Zhao Lang returned to the main hall.

"what happened?"

Patriarch Hongyun rushed in, and as soon as he entered, he happened to see Zhao Lang who had just sat down.

"It's nothing, it's just something wrong with the cultivation."

Zhao Lang smiled and waved his hand.

Patriarch Hongyun looked at him, his eyes sized him up and down.

"how?"

Zhao Lang was embarrassed by him and asked.

"Why do I feel that your strength has improved a lot? Haven't you already proved to be a saint? How can there be an increase in strength?"

He has some doubts. In his heart, a saint is the ceiling of his cultivation realm. After becoming a saint, he wants to become stronger. Apart from relying on magic weapons and exercises, he can only accumulate merit.

However, Zhao Lang is not a sage of heaven, how can he improve his strength without the help of merit.

"Accidentally, I proved three more avenues..."

Zhao Lang waved his hands disapprovingly, as if he was not particularly satisfied with his current state.

Hearing this, Hong Yun almost vomited blood.

Accidentally?
Three Avenues?

Are you kidding me? It is out of reach for ordinary practitioners to pursue a Dao, not to mention that there are no Dao sages in the prehistoric world.

Zhao Lang is the only saint who has many avenues in one body.

"Then what is your strength now?"

Patriarch Hongyun asked in surprise.

Zhao Lang thought for a moment, then replied

"Seven Dao laws, many magic weapons, supernatural powers, I don't know what strength I am, what do you think?"

Indeed, he has never been out of the mountain himself, so how does he know what level his own strength is now? If the other six sages come to compete with him and fight with each other, he may be able to tell.

But this is unrealistic, those heavenly sages, who would want to fight Zhao Lang for no reason now?

In their eyes, the latter is a black hole, a black hole that exists in the prehistoric world and that everyone knows but cannot explain.

Zhao Lang was excited, all this was due to the system.

But he didn't float away, because there are still those terrifying demon gods in the chaos, the Taoist with raised eyebrows who can make Zhao Lang die with just a few gestures.

Just because they didn't show up now doesn't mean they won't show up in the future.

Hearing what Zhao Lang said, Patriarch Hongyun shook his head again and again.

"I think the old man has existed in time since the beginning of the world. Even today, even if there is no calamity like before, I probably can't reach your current height. You really make me feel ashamed!"

Sighing, he shook his head and walked out of the hall.

Looking at his appearance, Zhao Lang couldn't help but want to laugh.

If there is no system, he probably would not be able to reach his current strength, so it is not that he is stronger than Hong Yun, but the system.

Shaking his head, Zhao Lang thought that the rewards of the system were not limited to these, besides the rules, there should be magic weapons.

However, Zhao Lang is not interested in the promised Chaos Demon God's corpse. First, judging from the current situation, Zhao Lang can't kill the Chaos Demon God, he can only resist it.

The severed arms are probably what the system refers to as a corpse, but as long as he obtains the power of the Dao law, Zhao Lang doesn't care whether it is a whole body or a severed body...

He flicked two fingers slightly, and then a bunch of magic weapons appeared in the hall.

Among them are magic weapons about the avenue of water and the avenue of electricity, but Zhao Lang is not interested in these magic weapons.

Putting it aside for now, Zhao Lang quickly began to study the martial arts and supernatural powers.

Not half a year.

He took a deep breath, and after completely cultivating the content of the last magical power, he stood up.

It's true that the supernatural powers of the two elements of water and electricity are not very powerful, but after mastering the elements, Zhao Lang can use all the power of these elements at will.

He summoned the two swords of Pofeng and Jinglei, and took off the wrench in his hand, and a small golden bead slowly appeared around his body.

He is going to put all these four treasures of the Dao Law into the Myriad Treasures Immortal Formation.

As the quality of the key magic weapons in the formation improves, Zhao Lang believes that the power of the Wanbao fairy formation will become stronger and stronger. If one day the magic weapons of the great way can fill the fairy formation...

He didn't dare to dream, if that day really came, he might be able to pass the level by now!

Now it seems that it is still nonsense, except for the system, Zhao Lang has no way to obtain the power of the Dao.

Although the power of the Dao law is chaotic, but he can't go back, what can he do?
Shaking his head helplessly, Zhao Lang took out the spirit of Wanbaoxian.

The palm-sized gold piece appeared in his hand, and upon closer inspection, it was obviously a miniature version of the Myriad Treasures Formation.

Under the mobilization of spiritual power, he moved several Dao magic treasures into it, replacing some low-level spirit treasures he had previously refined.

These spirit treasures are just counting.

After replacing it, Zhao Lang casually threw it in the side hall.

It has to be said that his side hall is also really big, otherwise he would not be able to fit these pills, magic weapons, these rare things in the prehistoric world, and he piled them up here into hills.

In the middle is the huge refining treasure tripod.

Feeling that the mana in the formation spirit had increased again, Zhao Lang was happy.

After putting it away, he suddenly wanted to take a look at the chaotic road mirror behind him.

Although it was repaired by Zhao Lang well, the Dao of Chaos Mirror can only be used as an item to peep into Chaos now. Magical weapons, supernatural powers, and spiritual power can enter it, but Zhao Lang's primordial spirit and body cannot detect it anyway.

He even tried to attach the primordial spirit to a magic weapon and throw it into the mirror, but in the end it failed.

After wiping off the floating dust on the road mirror, Zhao Lang just looked into it, did the spiritual power come out from his eyes, directly shooting into the territory.

Ok?
Zhao Lang was taken aback, through the mirror of the Dao of Chaos, he could see the entire world of Chaos?
And it seems to be close at hand!
In front of him is a corner of the Chaos Realm. It seems that the expansion speed of this continent is really fast, or is it that the Chaos Realm is moving?

Moved to Chaos Avenue Mirror here?
After many thoughts, Zhao Lang was still a little excited.

Because in this way, he can vaguely see what happened in a part of the Chaos Realm, which is not a kind of comfort to him.

It's not bad to be able to see it!
He begins to observe...

Ten days, half a month, half a year, two years.

A few years passed in a blink of an eye, and Zhao Lang had watched it for so long unknowingly, and if he watched it from the mirror of the Dao of Chaos, the evolution of the Chaos Realm was still a long time ago, including 1 years.

Everything evolves like a silhouette, fast forwarding under Zhao Lang's observation.

Finally, Zhao Lang's eyes became a little sore these days. He closed the Chaos Dao Mirror and prepared to meditate for a while.

But as soon as he settled down, he heard Diba's voice coming from outside the hall, as if it was very urgent, he shouted.

"Master, come quickly! Tianba is going to be enchanted!"

I really can't spare a moment...

Zhao Lang sighed, and then his body in meditation turned into a breeze, and the next moment he came outside the hall.

Standing in the shade of a tree behind the hall, he looked at Tianba and Diba.

Can't help but also frown.

What's going on here?
"Master, take a look, Tianba has been like this since he came back from Beihai!"

Diba squatted nervously in front of Tianba, who was still twitching and sweating all over his body.

Could it be caused by the environment in Beihai?
Tianba is a descendant of the ancestor dragon in the chaotic world, how could this be so.

How do you say that the ancestor was also the overlord of the water, so he didn't accept the water and soil?
Just when he was doubting and preparing to inject spiritual power into his body, a systematic reminder appeared in his consciousness:
"Ding! It is detected that Tianba's bloodline is about to awaken, and the host can choose."

"One, let Tianba awaken according to his original bloodline, and after success, he can inherit the bloodline of the ancestor dragon."

"Second, input the law of the Dao of Chaos into Tianba, and let him incarnate along the Dao. After success, he can advance into a Dao beast (a beast that can improve its strength by self-cultivation, and the cultivation speed is a thousand times faster than that of the prehistoric beasts)."

Zhao Lang froze, looking at the system's choice, he felt a little inexplicable.

It seems that the pets I raise are about to evolve?
With a wry smile, he didn't make a choice, but asked Tianba.

"What do you want to be?"

By man he means beasts...

Tianba was stunned for a moment. Now he was extremely weak, feeling as if the spiritual power in his body was about to explode, and his expression was very painful.

"I want to be like Master!"

He said so.

As a result, Zhao Lang nodded.

That way you can make a choice!
(End of this chapter)