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

Chapter 188 Are you from the Zhoushan sect?

what?
Is this guy crazy?
How dare you call Dr. Zhang by his first name?

Don't you know that Dr. Zhang is a strong Jinxian in the city?

Everyone in the mansion was shocked, and the guards didn't even react.

They looked at Zhao Lang, all dumbfounded.

Then someone shouted first.

"Bold, so presumptuous! Take it down!"

After finishing speaking, the guards in the mansion regained their composure and came towards Zhao Lang.

They either hold swords or axes in their hands.

But no matter what.

Zhao Lang is a sage of the Dao, even if he is cloned, he has the strength of a sage!
These are mere mortal wombs, with a single finger, they will be reduced to ashes, and they cannot even enter the six realms of reincarnation.

But the doppelgänger stood there with an indifferent expression, and the fairy clothes were ethereal, unmoved.

"Who are you? I advise you not to resist, and to arrest you without a fight. Calling the Patriarch by his name is a big mistake!"

The guards surrounded him, seeing Zhao Lang in such a state, they thought he was playing tricks.

"Hmph! Pretending to be a ghost, with no spiritual power on his body, not a cultivator, nor a warrior, talking big words, come and see the sword!"

Among the crowd, there was one person who seemed to have a high level of cultivation. This person's complexion was red, and he was holding an exquisite sword in his hand.

While talking, the sword in his hand was distracted and stabbed!

"Wait a minute!"

Just then, a voice came out.

The avatar still stood in place, with its hands behind its back.

Looking at the main hall, one of them came out slowly.

When the person holding the sword heard these words, he hurriedly withdrew his hand and knelt down respectfully on the ground.

"Homeowner!"

The man narrowed his eyes, looking up and down at Zhao Lang's avatar.

His eyes were full of doubts.

Strangely, this man does not have any spiritual power. I don't think he is a cultivator, but he doesn't panic at all when facing the guard's moves. With such concentration, could it be that he has some magic weapon?
Out of curiosity, Doctor Zhang and Zhang Ji walked out slowly.

Surrounded by his descendants and family members, there are also some retainers.

He stood in front of him, first smiled, and then said.

"Which side are you from, what is your business with Zhang?"

The avatar turned around and looked at this person.

Under the detection of Zhao Lang's divine sense, it turns out that Zhang Ji is a middle-level Golden Immortal cultivator, but the other party naturally cannot see his cultivation. can see through?

Zhao Lang smiled lightly, then manipulated the clone and said.

"You are Zhang Ji?"

"presumptuous!"

"Eh!"

Beside him seemed to be his heir. Hearing what the avatar said, he frowned but was stopped by Zhang Ji.

"This is Zhang, I don't know who you are, what can you do with me?"

Zhao Lang smiled.

"Peach Club, I invite you."

Um? ?

How could he know about the Pantao Society? Among the prehistoric cultivators, only those with the strength of the Golden Immortal are qualified to know.

For this year's Peach Blossom Fair, the Heavenly Court even released the news that the sage of Zhoushan had left customs to participate.

The majestic momentum attracted the curiosity of the casual cultivators among the countless human races in the mainland of the prehistoric China.

This person looks ethereal and ethereal, with a refined temperament.

Could it be an immortal in heaven?
"Exactly, as early as a hundred years ago, I received the jade card from the Immortal in the Heavenly Court to participate in the Pantao Feast. I don't know if you are..."

"are you going?"

The avatar asked.

Uh this?

At the invitation of the Heavenly Court, the Queen Mother of the Jade Emperor Xi, if you are lucky, you may even see the disciples of the Saint Sect. If you are lucky, you may even see the Saint.

Such a great honor, why not participate, inviting yourself is the kindness of the Jade Emperor!

"Your Excellency is joking, the Heavenly Court invites us, how dare we go against it?"

Zhang Ji smiled politely.

This person probably looks like a middle-aged man, but he is a cultivator after all, and no one knows his real age.

"Who are you guys, playing tricks and playing tricks?"

Some disciples couldn't see it. After all, Zhang Ji was one of the most important ministers in the court in the city, not to mention that his other identity was a cultivator of the Golden Immortal Realm. This person's questions were like his predecessors.

This makes them feel bad.

"It doesn't matter who I am, you just need to tell all the people here who are invited to participate in the Peach Blossom Festival, that at that time, you can stand on the side of Saint Zhoushan at the Peach Blossom Festival."

Zhoushan sage?

No one knows this name Honghuang, who doesn't know it!

When everyone heard this title, they were all in awe.

"Could it be that senior is a powerful disciple of the Zhoushan sage?"

Zhang Ji was shocked, and then gave a deep salute, changed his address to senior, and asked respectfully.

Realizing that the person in front of him is likely to be a disciple of Zhoushan Sect, how dare he be disrespectful. In addition to a Daoist sage, there are several quasi-sages in the Zhoushan Sect, and some outer disciples under his sect also have the strength of Jinxian, so just move around. As far as the human race in the mainland of China is concerned, they are all powerful and important!

The avatar didn't answer, just smiled faintly.

"Uh, senior, it's not that I don't respect the sage of Zhoushan. It's just that I have received an invitation from the Western religion to wait for me at the Pantao Conference. The Western religion is the main one, and everything is in harmony with it!"

Zhunti again?

Is this guy planning to win everyone over and take the opportunity to ruin his reputation at the Peach Party?

What the hell is this guy planning?
Zhao Lang frowned slightly, manipulating the avatar and said.

"What is Western religion? You want to side with them?"

"This……"

While he hesitated, a person walked out of the back hall.

Still a monk.

Looking carefully, Zhao Lang was taken aback.

It turned out to be at the level of Da Luo Jinxian.

"Amitabha, did this benefactor come from Mount Buzhou?"

He was born with a kind face, looked at Zhao Lang's avatar after performing the ritual, and asked with a smile on his face.

"Ding! The detection host meets Jin Chanzi, the unlucky person, and can choose."

"One, take action to kill him immediately, disrupt the Western religion's plan, and lead the future direction, and you can get the Buddha's light relic."

"Second, control the golden cicada and take it as one of your own. You can plant the host's eyeliner in the Western Church and get the trend of the Western Church."

It turned out to be Jin Chanzi?

Tang Sanzang.

Zhao Lang does have an impression of him, if he is killed, who will go to the west in the future?
After thinking about it, Zhao Lang became interested in the first option for the first time, but he didn't choose that.

If you can't do it, then you don't do it. After all, a Buddha's light relic is of no great use to Zhao Lang.

Thinking in his heart, the avatar raised his hand directly, and a golden glow shot out from his hand, heading straight for Jin Chanzi's forehead.

Whoosh!
The next moment, Jin Chanzi trembled as a whole, regained his composure and looked at Zhao Lang's avatar again, with a little more respect in his eyes.

"Senior, leave now."

Zhao Lang didn't take him away, but he did something in his memory to make him recognize Zhao Gongming as his benefactor, so he respected him in awe, and with this magic power, Zhao Lang would be able to Use the golden cicada to understand the internal trends of Western religions.

Seeing that Da Luo Jinxian respected this person so much, everyone in the Zhang family was terrified.

What was that golden light just now?
This person has no spiritual power, how can he cast spells?
Could it be that he is so profound that I can't see through him?
Thinking in my heart, those few doormen also quieted down, and stood behind Zhang's fuselage.

After Jin Chanzi saluted, he picked up a piece of cloud, flew away, and went straight to the west.

The avatar nodded in satisfaction, then looked at Zhang Ji.

"Ah, since that's the case, I'll be waiting at the Pantao Festival, with the sage Zhou Shan as the leader!"

That's right.

Zhao Lang smiled in satisfaction, and casually dropped a Houtian Lingbao.

This...is this?
Zhang Ji was startled, he clearly felt the infinite spiritual power contained in the magic weapon in front of him.

This is far from the weapons they made themselves, nor is it an ordinary magic weapon.

Is this the Houtian Lingbao?

Almighty!Really powerful!
It's like this if you make a casual move, this person must be a big disciple who is valued by the saints in the Zhoushan sect!

How did they know that this was Zhao Lang's avatar.

"Senior is immeasurable! Such a handwriting, I will be terrified!"

Zhang Ji gave a deep salute and bowed.

"You don't need to be too polite, just tell me why the Western Church wants you to stand on their side at the Peach Blossom Festival, and what are their plans?"

The avatar waved his hand casually, and said lightly.

Hearing this, Zhang Ji hesitated.

He didn't know whether to say it, he didn't know much, after all, Jin Chanzi just came to him to lobby, but he didn't dare to offend any of the two saints!
How can he, a small human cultivator, be able to participate in the intrigue between saints.

A saint has no strength or weakness, but magic weapons have ranks.

At least that's what Zhang Ji had in mind. He didn't know how strong the Zhoushan sage was, and he didn't know whether the Western religion was the opponent of Zhoushanzong. It was reasonable for him to think more because he was a human race.

After hesitating again and again, looking at the clone, he sighed and said slowly.

"The meaning of the Western teaching master is that I will be waiting at the Pantao Festival to target Zhou Shanzong. No matter what happens at that time, I will stand by their side and help them if necessary..."

He said everything one by one, and then stood there, a strong Jinxian in the human race, facing the clone, at this time, he was like a child who had made a mistake, and dared not speak.

Well, you must mention it, let's not say that the Queen Mother of the West is plotting, but even the power of the human race is not let go?
Really deliberate, but what exactly do you want?
Zhao Lang thought about it, and then he arranged for the avatar to stay in Zhang's mansion temporarily. After all, he must not be the only one invited to participate in the Shenzhou mainland, and there are many avatars that need to be found instead of him.

He protruded his divine sense, passed through the secret realm of the avenue and went straight to the sky.

(End of this chapter)