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

Chapter 167 Do You Want to Cultivate Immortals?
"Come."

He said faintly, "Come." The gossip cloud light handkerchief fell into the hands of Zhao Lang's avatar as soon as it was sacrificed.

"The grade is not high, but it is said that it can summon yellow scarf warriors, I don't know if it is true or not..."

For the magic weapon, Zhao Lang can be regarded as the patriarch.

In the entire prehistoric world, he was sure no one had seen more magic weapons than him.

The villagers became nervous when they saw that Zhao Lang took away the magic treasures of the two dolls. In contrast, they wanted to be beaten by the two great immortals more than eaten by the big monster...

But seeing that this "big monster" is so powerful, some people have already started to weaken their legs.

Seeing that the other party took the magic weapon away, the two dolls became anxious.

They are just stunned, but they are not stupid. The other party can easily collect the magic weapon, and their strength is definitely not weak.

"Okay you goblin!"

"You were waiting for us!"

"Wait for me to find my master, and I will have your good fruit!"

The two of them talked one after the other, and then left with the help of the Five Elements Escape Technique.

In Zhao Lang's eyes, this five-element escapism is no different from turtle speed.

Borrowing earth to escape earth, borrowing water to escape water...

In the eyes of ordinary people, this is a great supernatural power!

Zhao Lang didn't chase, but turned to look at the crowd.

The two "great immortals" fled, and the rest of the villagers also looked at Zhao Lang in horror.

Except for the young man, they all fell to their knees.

"Demon King, have mercy, Demon King!"

"Don't eat me, there are old and young on me!"

"I'm already old, I'm 87 this year, the demon king can eat me if he wants to, and let the villagers go..."

Zhao Lang shook his head helplessly, "The folk customs are simple..."

Looking at the young man, he opened his mouth slowly.

"Young man, do you want to cultivate immortality?"

he asked.

When everyone heard this word, they were immediately shocked.

Cultivation? ?
The other party is a big demon, how can you mention the word Xiuxian?

Amidst the doubts, the young man nodded hastily and left the crowd sideways.

"Little Tang, what are you doing? Come back quickly! That's the big monster!"

Among the crowd, the oldest old man just said, it seems that he is the old village head of this village.

"I'm going to cultivate immortality!"

The young man replied.

"That person is a big monster, don't go there!"

Everyone dissuaded them one after another, but the former ignored them.

You know, to become a person who can stand out, courage is one of the more important conditions.

Besides, he could also see that Zhao Lang did not have the aura of a monster clan.

On the contrary, it was the golden light of Xuanmen, which made him more convinced of his choice.

At this time, even if everyone doesn't understand him, he still has to do it, because this is an opportunity to change his destiny, and he has to grasp it by himself.

Otherwise, they can only stay in this small village for the rest of their lives.

"What's your name?"

Zhao Lang looked at the young man with a smile and asked.

The latter replied.

"The disciple left home when he was young, and was brought to this village when he was five or six years old. He has no name and surname, except for the word Tang."

"Tang, what kind of weird word is that?"

Zhao Lang frowned slightly.

In fact, it is not uncommon. People in the human race like to give their offspring some names such as heavenly stems and earthly branches.

"Then you'll still be called Xiaotang, okay, come with me."

Zhao Lang smiled, and then he wanted to leave with Xiao Tang.

The villagers are really in a hurry.

They have seen this child growing up since childhood, but now he is taken away by a "big monster". How can this be done?
"Big monster! You let him go, I'll go with you!"

Someone volunteered.

If Zhao Lang is really a big demon, maybe he will be moved...

But he is not, you can change such a good thing at will, and becoming his disciple of the Zhoushan sage is a great blessing in the previous life!

But Zhao Lang is not going to reveal his identity.

He spoke slowly.

"I won't hurt him."

"We don't believe it, you are a big monster, with such a high level of cultivation, it's easy to eat him!"

"Yes! The big demon put Xiaotang!"

"Put in the soup!"...

Noisy.

Zhao Lang frowned slightly. He saved these people by himself. They didn't want to repay their kindness, but instead regarded themselves as a big monster?
This is a bit too outrageous.

Just when he hesitated.

suddenly!

Dark clouds all over the sky came, and a ray of light swept down from the distant mountain.

The wind was strong, and suddenly the air was filled with dust.

"Who dares to bully my apprentice?"

A voice came out, it sounded like a woman.

As soon as the voice fell, the person appeared above the heads of the crowd.

Zhao Lang took a look.

"Huh? Empress Shiji?"

Shiji's transformation form in the impression seems very ugly, but seeing it in person, it is not the case.

She was dressed in a purple fairy dress, with a jade belt around her body, and she had a beautiful face, which seemed to be comparable to the fairies in the sky.

Where does this look like some villain?
In amazement, Zhao Lang didn't answer her question.

Biyun boy and Caiyun boy were around her, and when they saw Zhao Lang, they hurriedly pointed to him.

"Master is him and he is him!"

Shi Ji followed his expectations and saw Zhao Lang at a glance, but he couldn't see through the latter's strength.

What kind of person is Zhao Lang, a Daoist saint!

At this time, Shiji just got Wannian, and he didn't even join Jiejiao.

How could it be possible to see through Zhao Lang?
Meimou moved to the gossip cloud light handkerchief in his hand, and Shiji and Ye brows frowned.

"Who are you? How dare you bully my apprentice?"

Seeing this, all the villagers still felt that Xiaotang was saved. The master of the two great immortals must be stronger than this big demon, right?

At least the former can ride the clouds and ride the fog, which is not something ordinary practitioners possess.

After their hearts seemed to be at the bottom, they looked at Xiaotang one after another, signaling him to come back quickly.

The latter didn't respond, he knew that Zhao Lang was definitely not a big monster.

"Miss Shiji, didn't Jiejiao find you?"

Zhao Lang asked tentatively, because at this time Zhao Lang was not familiar with the disciples of the saint sect in the outside world, and he had never left the mountain.

Empress Shiji was startled.

"No."

Then, as if she had reacted to something, she asked.

"Could it be that your Excellency is a member of the Jiejiao?"

Intercept?

The villagers have never heard of it at all. They have lived in this small mountain village all their lives, and they have never seen even practitioners, let alone any gods, or even the sect of saints.

"No."

Zhao Lang replied with a smile.

Um?Is this guy playing tricks on me?

Shi Ji frowned, and after observing again, she was sure that Zhao Lang had no spiritual power, so she made a light move.

A stream of mana came out of his hand and went straight to the Bagua Yunguang handkerchief in Zhao Lang's hand.

She didn't even want to kill him, she just wanted to teach him a lesson after taking back the magic weapon.

But in the next second, she was stunned, and everyone was stunned.

How could this be?
How could this person be so strong?

It turned out that after the spell rushed towards Zhao Lang, it was scattered by an invisible spiritual force before it touched him.

What's happening here?
Shi Ji was also a little surprised, this person obviously didn't have any magic power blessing, even the most basic spiritual power hasn't been summoned, how could his spells be blocked by him?
"Ding! Empress Shiji, a lucky girl, is detected, and the host can choose."

"One, take action immediately, behead him and the two boys, and you can get all their magic weapons."

"Second, don't worry about it, bring Shiji and others to the secret territory of the avenue, pave the way for the Great Tribulation of the Conferred Gods, and get the location of the Ice Avenue."

Naturally, Zhao Lang would not kill innocents like this, and Empress Shiji did play some role in Fengshen.

If she can be pulled into her side and not accepted by the Master Tongtian, maybe her fate can also be changed.

She is also really miserable.

One of the multicolored divine stones that Nuwa used to mend the sky back then is left. This piece is scattered in the prehistoric world, absorbing the aura of heaven and earth over time and becoming alive.

In the past ten thousand years, it has been very rare to be able to cultivate the human form and reach this level.

It's a pity that the disciple was shot to death by the Nezha of Chentangguan, who was the boy Biyun among the little dolls.

She went to ask for an explanation, and was directly burned to the original form by that guy Taiyi Daoist with the Nine Dragons Divine Fire Cover. Unfortunately, after several years of practice, she was instantly cleared.

Zhao Lang nodded, and then he looked at Shi Ji.

The latter's brows were furrowed at this time, and she began to wonder whether Zhao Lang's strength was not clear because the latter was far stronger than her?
The rest of the villagers were cheering for Shiji...

After Zhao Lang sighed helplessly, he looked at Xiao Tang beside him.

"Fly?"

what?
Hearing Zhao Lang's question, Xiao Tang naturally didn't understand. Before meeting Zhao Lang today, he hadn't even opened Ren Du's second channel and meridian, and he had never seen a cultivator, let alone Fei?
Fei is something that can only be found above the realm of true immortals. Earth immortals and heavenly immortals, like those two boys, can only rely on the five elements escape technique.

"No……"

Xiao Tang scratched his head in embarrassment and replied.

"Oh."

Zhao Lang didn't look at him anymore, but looked at Empress Shiji and the two boys beside her.

The villagers picked up farm tools one after another, trying to bring Xiaotang back from the former.

Zhao Lang smiled wryly.

But then as his fingers fluctuated, a dazzling golden glow shot out from his sleeve, forming an air mass in an instant.

Only then did Empress Shiji realize that something was wrong, but it was too late.

In an instant, Zhao Lang and the two boys were put into his sleeves.

For a while, there was silence around...

Looking at the villagers, those people hurriedly threw away the things in their hands.

This kind of golden light, although they don't know what kind of strong Zhao Lang is, but it is definitely not a monster.

On weekdays, there are also gods passing by here, and when the mana is cast, it is also a golden light protection!

This is a unique symbol of Taoism, so he is a great power of Taoism!
(End of this chapter)