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

Chapter 184 Goodbye Jiang Huan
The avatar is currently in a large city among the human race.

Because of the advancement of civilization, the prehistoric human race has gradually established a system and has begun to develop continuously.

During the few months that preacher Zhao Lang had no time to take care of his avatar, the avatar has been practicing in a post house in this city.

Just had a free day, Zhao Lang regained control of the avatar.

As soon as he left the door of the post house, he met a person.

"Zhang Tianshi?"

This person seemed to have just arrived here and was about to find a room to settle down.

Judging by his attire, he probably belonged to a powerful family.

Zhao Lang was startled when he heard the clone's name.

He has met countless people, how can he tell who this is.

"Um, who is this son?"

The man seemed to recognize him.

He gave a deep salute, then got up and said.

"I'm Jiang Liang!"

Zhao Lang really thought about it for a long time, but he couldn't remember who it was.

After a brief conversation, Zhao Lang realized that Jiang Liang is Jiang Huan's grandson...

When Jiang Huan was about to go down the mountain, Zhao Lang severed his master-student relationship so that the latter would not suffer from karma.

Jiang Huan devoted himself to cultivating hard, so far, although his cultivation could no longer be improved, his descendants' cultivation has improved a lot, in order to make them more advanced.

Jiang Huan once sent his descendants to Wudang sect, but Wudang sect has disbanded, and now there is only Zhoushan sect.

Now this is his grandson Jiang Liang, who just returned from Buzhou Mountain.

Hearing that Zhao Lang preached, Jiang Huan, a former disciple, naturally wanted his descendants to go.

No, I went to listen to the sermon and came back, and happened to meet Zhang Tian, ​​Zhao Lang's avatar here.

As a cultivator, Jiang Liang naturally saw the stone statue of Zhang Tianshi at the foot of Taiyue Mountain, so he recognized the clone at a glance.

Zhao Lang smiled awkwardly. He didn't want to have too much chat with him. After all, there are only 90 years left before Pantao. Deal with those unexpected calculations.

When Jiang Liang saw Zhang Tianshi, he was naturally very respectful, but Zhao Lang meant to keep a low profile.

It's hard to be able to blend in the crowd like an ordinary person, and I don't want to be so eye-catching.

"Tianshi, I wonder if you can go down to Jiang's house, my grandfather has always wanted to see you!"

Jiang Liang looked at the clone and asked.

"Ding! It was detected that Jiang Liang invited the host's avatar to Jiang's mansion, and you can choose."

"One, refuse the invitation, leave here, stay away from right and wrong, and get five spirit treasures."

"Second, it doesn't matter if you meet him. If you accept the invitation and go with him, you can get ten copies of treasure refining materials."

This actually requires a choice...

But look at Jiang Liang being so sincere.

Helpless.

Zhao Lang had no choice but to agree, and controlled the avatar to follow him to Jiang's house.

The Jiang family is located in this city, and it is actually considered a relatively large cultivating family sect.

Along the way, Zhao Lang met many immortal cultivators with good aptitude. Although they have not yet entered the realm of earth immortals, they still have complete spiritual wisdom. If they can enter the Zhoushan sect, they should have a bright future...

Ok?
Why am I a bit like that old dog Zhunti!
Zhao Lang realized that something was wrong, so he quickly dispelled his thoughts.

I am a saint, even if I accept disciples, I have to let them beg me, how can I be like the two taught in the West.

A saint is shameless, that is invincible in the world.

While speaking, the avatar and the others came to a gate and looked at the plaque on the gate.

Ginger House.

Jiang Liang said, "Tianshi, please come in!"

Judging by his attitude, it is very pleasing.

Then he ordered a few people to accompany him and let them go in to report.

The avatar followed him all the way into the Jiang Mansion.

With little effort, a group of people ran out from the inside.

It looked like a group of middle-aged people were supporting an old man.

Zhao Lang took a closer look.

Isn't that exactly Jiang Huan?
It seems that after leaving Buzhou Mountain, he didn't make any great achievements. Instead, he neglected his cultivation, which made his life expectancy approaching.

Seeing the clone from a distance, a gleam flashed in Jiang Huan's eyes, and then he quickened his pace.

"Oh! It turned out to be a celestial master! The celestial master is here, so welcome!"

He was going to kneel and bow down, but Zhao Lang raised his hand to signal that he didn't need to be too polite.

Jiang Huan naturally didn't know Zhao Lang's avatar, how could he know that standing in front of him was his only respected teacher before, Zhao Lang and Zhao Gongming, he only thought it was Zhang Tian.

Looking at Tianshi, he almost burst into tears.

"I, Jiang Huan, am really excited that such a great power will come to this city in my lifetime. The Celestial Master must stay in the mansion for a few more days, and I want to treat him well!"

As he spoke, he patted Jiang Liang on the shoulder, and the latter nodded and stepped back.

He introduced some heirs in his family respectively.

Zhao Lang didn't care, he just came here to see his former apprentice.

But right now, it seems that Jiang Huan doesn't have a few years to live.

The two sat down in the main hall, and the avatar naturally took the seat.

Jiang Huan sat on his right hand tremblingly, looked at the celestial master, and asked slowly.

"The celestial master also came back from the sage of Zhoushan after hearing the truth?"

he asked.

In his eyes, Zhang Tianshi is probably a cultivator around the Golden Immortal, because the founders of sects on the mainland of the prehistoric China are no more than that.

Although he didn't know much about it, he knew the existence of this person.

"Um, that's right."

Zhao Lang gave a wry smile, and then replied by the way.

Hearing this, Jiang Huan nodded.

Then, he seemed to think of something, and asked cautiously

"How about Buzhou Mountain... Eh? I don't know what level of cultivation and where the Heavenly Master is now?"

After finishing speaking, his old eyes seemed to be looking at the avatar expectantly.

Since he didn't know the true identity of the avatar, Zhao Lang didn't intend to reveal it.

Seeing him asking this question, under the glance of his spiritual sense, Jiang Huan was only in the realm of Xuanxian, but the meridians in his body seemed to be disordered, the ground fell to the sky, and his life expectancy was not long.

In order not to hit him, Zhao Lang said using his avatar.

"Gold Immortal is only at the beginning stage."

Hearing the avatar mention the Golden Immortal, Jiang Huan actually had a trace of excitement in his eyes, but it was so faint that it was not easy to detect.

He murmured: "Golden Immortal is good! Golden Immortal is powerful! Golden Immortal...Golden Immortal...I don't know why the Celestial Master came here?"

After chanting incoherently for a long time, he suddenly asked.

Isn't this guy dementia?

Zhao Lang was a little puzzled, such a behavior was a bit abnormal.

It's just that he was Zhao Lang's former disciple after all, so he didn't care too much.

Simply finding a reason to prevaricate, Jiang Huan asked a lot of questions about why the Wudang Sect was disbanded, where all the disciples went, and so on.

Zhao Lang answered one by one, but he didn't tell the truth, he completely left the relationship between the avatar and himself.

It makes people think that he is just a loner now.

But the more Jiang Huan listened, the happier he seemed.

This is the longest afternoon Zhao Lang has ever spent...

He has practiced for countless years, and he has never felt that time is so difficult. Several times, he even wanted to directly use the power of the law of time to make time faster...

But he didn't do that. Although he didn't answer the question very carefully, looking at his former disciple, Zhao Lang still felt nostalgic to some degree.

He is a saint, but also a human being.

Finally, the time came to night.

After the banquet was postponed, Jiang Huan's request was hard to refuse after all.

Zhao Lang decided to let the avatar stay here overnight.

The bright moon hangs high until late at night.

The avatar was sitting cross-legged and practicing in the branch room, thinking in his heart whether he should help Jiang Huan, after all, he also had the kindness of a master and apprentice.

After much deliberation, he made a decision.

Then he took out a jade bottle and put it on the table in the room for Jiang Huan.

Among them is the elixir that I refined.

Not to mention that it can help him increase his cultivation too much, at least it can prolong his lifespan a little bit.

Sitting in front of the couch, separate yourself into meditation, ready to close your eyes and meditate.

However, at this moment, he suddenly opened his eyes.

Is there someone outside?

"Who's out there?"

After the voice came out, a woman's voice responded a moment later.

Listening to the voice, it seems a little nervous.

"Ah... the Celestial Master hasn't rested yet?"

"I don't need to rest, Jiang Huan is looking for me?"

Zhao Lang manipulated the avatar and asked, then flicked his two fingers slightly, and the door was opened.

Outside the door, a woman slowly walked into the room.

His appearance is very charming, and he is about fifteen or sixteen years old, and has no spiritual power.

She looked a little nervous, her legs were trembling, and she felt as if she was going to collapse on the ground with every step.

It doesn't matter.

What puzzled Zhao Lang was that she came in as soon as she came in.

Why did you close the door!
(End of this chapter)