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

Chapter 198 Poor Shen Gongbao!
Almost no choice.

Zhao Lang must be more inclined to the law of the road.

After making a choice, he immediately sent a message to Hongyun and Qianjia, asking them to start preparing.

After learning that she was going to accompany Zhao Lang's avatar to the Peach Blossom Club in Heaven, Qian Jia was calm and even a little bored...

But after all, it is Master's order and must be obeyed.

So she had to start to prepare.

Hong Yun, on the other hand, was shocked, and there was obvious joy that could not be concealed in his usual expression, which made many people think that he had obtained another piece of primordial purple energy, which could prove the Tao and become a saint.

For the ancestor Hongyun, taking this opportunity to be born is like being reborn.

Who would want to stay here all day in seclusion if they could be free in the prehistoric world safely?

It has to be said that Zhao Lang's concentration is really admired by countless people.

Even Hongjun didn't expect that this guy would not leave the customs until now.

But since he promised to go to the Peach Blossom Festival, he will definitely send someone to come.

Many disciples in the Zhoushan Sect are also quite respectful.

Since he is under the sage's sect, his strength must not be much different.

Someone even directly prepared two generous gifts, one for the Heavenly Court and the other for Zhou Shanzong.

They didn't know that Zhao Lang would use his avatar to participate. Now, only Lao Dan and Jade Emperor are known.

It's just that the two of them were very strict in their mouths. Even if Daozu and other saints asked, they just said that they didn't know much.

Time passed day by day.

The avatar has also returned to Zhou Shanzong.

After Zhao Lang dialed Yuanshen into the avatar, he was waiting for Hongyun and Qianjia outside the Chaos Palace.

Qian Jia didn't clean up much, and still maintained the previous state.

On the other hand, Patriarch Hongyun, dressed in a purple Taoist robe and a purple-gold spiritual crown on his head, came here leisurely.

Seeing this, Zhao Lang couldn't help frowning slightly.

"What shape are you in?"

Hong Yun came in front of him, his old face flushed.

"How is it? I haven't worn it for many years, but it still fits me right!"

His self-confidence with a little bit of shyness made Zhao Lang almost couldn't help laughing out loud.

However, he shook his head.

"Although you are going to a meeting this time, your outfit is really eye-catching. Just like the two of us, you can just wear casual clothes."

After he finished speaking, his fingers flashed in front of him.

Patriarch Hongyun directly changed from the shy purple-clothed old man to a gray-robed old man.

This looks so much better!

Zhao Lang nodded in satisfaction.

First, arrange for Sanxiao to stay in Zixiao Palace and continue to practice, and never leave the secret realm of the Great Dao for half a step.

Under his arrangement, Xuan Heihu and Zhang Ling continued to lead the disciples of Zhoushan Sect to practice.

He planned to let his disciples go down the mountain one after another after he came back from the Pantao Society.

Been here long enough.

In front of the prehistoric cultivators in the heavenly court, after Zhou Shanzong was officially unveiled, it was also the last piece of help he did for his disciples and grandchildren.

In this way, his disciples have traveled far and wide, no matter where they go, if they mention that they are disciples of Zhou Shanzong, no one will treat them kindly.

Thinking of this, Zhao Lang let the avatar come to him.

After pulling out half of the primordial spirit, he looked at the clone.

Only half of the primordial spirit, although the strength is not weak, but for the clone, it can't adapt to such a powerful primordial spiritual power, but can't display it.

After all, the Pantao Society is not the mainland of China. Countless cultivators and tribes in the prehistoric region will participate. If they lose face in public at that time, wouldn't the gain outweigh the loss?

After thinking about it, this time, he decided to entrust all his primordial spirit on the split body.

After the primordial spirit successfully reached the clone body.

Zhao Lang slowly opened his eyes.

Looking at the self in front of him, he no longer has the soul and has become a shell.

He was a little excited.

Is this his first time out of prehistoric times?
Of course not, true freedom does not only refer to the soul, the soul, the body is also a relatively important part.

If one day he can use his own body and bring his own soul, he can all step out of this secret realm of the avenue.

That is the real flood.

But that's still early.

The avatar flicked two fingers slightly, and then his body disappeared from outside the Chaos Palace and was directly moved into the palace.

Looking at the two people beside him who had been shocked from the beginning, the clone shook his head and laughed.

"Let's go to the meeting."

Zhao Lang said lightly, and then it directly turned into a rainbow light, and disappeared outside the Chaos Palace with Qian Jia and Hong Yun.

At the same time, the golden layer of spiritual power outside the secret of the Dao became imperceptibly weaker...

They went to the Heavenly Court, but as soon as they left, Buzhou Mountain started to rain heavily.

Nobody knows why.

All the disciples looked up at the sky.

Very shocked.

In the past, there was a secret realm of the Great Dao, even if the mountains were torn apart, it would not be able to affect it.

In the Zhoushan sect, the four seasons are like spring for so many years.

Suddenly it rained heavily?

Many disciples of Zhoushan Sect were a little worried. They were worried that the dojo of their master had weakened.

But most of the disciples and grandchildren are quite optimistic.

They have never felt this kind of feeling for countless years. In Buzhou Mountain, they really experienced what penance is.

I really can't leave the mountain gate for half a step...

No matter how old Zhou Shan was, he had been trampled over and over by Zhou Shan sect's disciples for so many years.

They gathered in the dojo, feeling the power happily.

however.

At the same time, in a Taoist room.

Shen Gongbao is about to be promoted.

This is the first time in decades that he has some feeling of breaking through.

Without taking other matters into consideration, he directly started to sit cross-legged in the Taoist room, preparing to be promoted.

Outside the Taoist room, the roar of running water and lightning seemed to be howling.

Ever since Princess Longji left, Hong Jin has always felt that something is missing. These days he spends his days drinking.

Today is no exception.

He was drenched in the torrential rain poured from the secret outside of the avenue, and came outside the Taoist room.

Looking at everything in front of him, he felt disgusted.

"Without the princess! Zhou Shanzong is a trash sect!"

He was in extreme pain, looking at the position of the Chaos Palace, and cursed.

Pushing open the door, Hong Jin stumbled in.

All the other brothers in the Taoist room went to the Daochang or practiced somewhere, and there was only one of them at this time.

That was the brother he had known the longest.

Shen Gongbao.

He staggered closer and saw the former's sharp facial features and heroic figure, sitting cross-legged on the futon, spinning with infinite spiritual power.

Is this going to be promoted?

He watched intently, and the flagon in his hand dropped casually aside.

However, Shen Gongbao has entered meditation, and Yuanshen is struggling with infinite pressure.

In the past, it would not be so difficult to be promoted in the secret territory of the Dao.

But for some reason today, after Zhao Lang's Yuanshen left, everything that happened in Zhou Shanzong was very strange.

Even promotion is very difficult.

This is just a small realm, and it has attracted resistance from the vision of heaven and earth.

He was so focused right now that he couldn't even notice that there was another person standing in front of his physical body, who was constantly looking at him.

He glanced at the senior brother in front of him.

suddenly!
Hong Jin's infinite evil heart was haunted.

Because I am not good at cultivation, I was excluded by my seniors, and because I am ugly, Princess Longji didn't want to look at me more!
And you, why are you?
You just have a good face, but you have a pretty good aptitude.

So what?

"If you and I were exchanged, I would definitely be ten thousand times better than you!"

Hong Jin shouted loudly.

But it was covered by a thunderous thunder.

What's the use of saying, wait for him to be promoted successfully.

Senior brother is still that senior brother, and I am still me...

Thinking in his heart, he fumbled in his treasure bag almost immediately.

This treasure pouch was given to him by Shen Gongbao. At that time, the number of treasure pouches produced by Zhao Lang Lianbao was limited, and they were only distributed to some disciples of Zhoushan Sect with good cultivation.

Naturally without him.

In order not to make him jealous, Shen Gongbao gave it to the former without saying anything.

After finding what he was looking for, Hong Jin sneered.

With the spiritual power turned, a small pill was taken out from it.

Landing on his hand, Hong Jin looked at Shen Gongbao in front of him, the last expression on his face was extremely distorted!

Immediately afterwards, the spiritual power in his palm suddenly rose, wrapping the elixir, directly refining it into a puff of dust, mixed with the spiritual power, and slapped it into the latter's forehead.

Immediately!

Shen Gongbao only felt a sweetness in his throat, and then a mouthful of blood came up from his dantian!
During the promotion period, if there is a little bit of distraction, it will end here.

(End of this chapter)