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

Chapter 226
That man was the king of the Xia Dynasty, Xia Jie.

"How could he have anything to do with Jiejiao?"

Zhao Lang was startled, and looked at the smiling Master Tongtian.

After a while, Zhao Lang thought he probably knew why the latter laughed so happily.

It turned out that they were discussing how to jointly resist Cheng Tang.

Zhao Lang couldn't help admiring Master Tongtian.

This guy's brain circuit is really novel.

Although the overall situation of the mainland of China is now determined, the Shang Dynasty will definitely replace the Xia Dynasty.

Assisting Cheng Tang to ascend the throne will of course gain a lot of merit from heaven.

But all the same!
Helping Xia Jie defend the country and repel Cheng Tang, the merit will be even greater!
And when the wall fell and everyone pushed, everyone stood by Cheng Tang's side, wanting to get a share of the heavenly merits, but no one stood by Xia Jie's side at all.

Master Tongtian is betting that he will be able to turn the tide on his own, and that he will enjoy the merits of heaven alone.

This guy!

Zhao Lang smiled wryly.

I really underestimated Tongtian.

Doing this is tantamount to betting on the entire sect's disciples!
pity……

Zhao Lang withdrew his divine sense and stopped paying attention to Biyou Palace.

Walking out of the gazebo, he watched the peach blossoms fall one after another, and couldn't help feeling emotional in his heart.

The leader of the Tongtian religion is binding himself in a cocoon.

Cheng Tang's ascension to the throne as the new king is a certainty. The fate of heaven is all piled up on him alone. The change of dynasty is determined by destiny.

Although it is also a secret operation, he is opportunistic following the way of heaven.

But Tongtian is directly confronting Tiandao this time.

Not to mention success, but the end of failure is not just as simple as losing merit!
"Leave it to you guys to fight, Patriarch, I will wait for the good news!"

Zhao Lang said lightly, and then disappeared outside the pavilion in an instant.

a few days later.

33 Outside the sky, inside Zixiao Palace.

Hongjun has finished the retreat, and the merits in him have accumulated enough to be right.

Just wait for an opportunity.

The six saints stood in the hall, saluting respectfully.

Zhunti spoke first, he raised his head and asked.

"Daozu, when will you reunite?"

Raising his eyebrows slightly, Hongjun glanced at him.

Do you think I don't want to join forces?

If it weren't for Zhao Gongming's troubles for so long.

At this time, he had already returned to Chaos and was in charge of the Great Desolation.

But at the moment, there is still no suitable opportunity to launch the catastrophe.

Although Cheng Tang Faxia, it was not enough for him to do so.

"I didn't agree with you, didn't you also do something secretly?"

Hong Jun said lightly.

Hearing these words, several of them lowered their heads again.

Indeed, in order to compete for the merits of the Heavenly Dao, several of their Heavenly Dao Saints have already formed their own teams.

While thinking about the merits of heaven in their hearts, they are also worried about when the calamity will come.

But the only one who knows this is Hongjun.

Why didn't Hongjun want to, he wanted to take advantage of the time when Chengtang was fighting Xia to launch the calamity, and then everyone in the prehistoric world would feel murderous in their hearts.

At that time, the Sage Sect will participate in it, and the lives will be ruined.

After sealing the gods, he can directly join the heavenly way in this prehistoric karma eradication.

However, it backfired.

This incident does not seem to have had such an effect.

But everything is still early, if the Xia Dynasty really separates and rebels, it will lead to a complete war between the two religions.

That can also pull the prehistoric karma to the top.

In this way, it is logical to launch the Heavenly Tribulation.

Thinking in his heart, Hongjun summoned the Six Saints just for this matter.

Among all saint sects today, the Western religion has the largest number of followers.

This is a bit outrageous, it was supposed to be the weakest party in Quandao, but now its power can be equal to that of Sanqing.

It gave him a headache.

It's okay to explain the two teachings, and they stand in teams and fight against each other, which is in line with the style of two saints.

Although the remaining Laodan and Nuwa did not stand in line, they already had great merit among the human race, and they didn't need to participate much. Anyway, it is fine for the human race to profit in the end.

Immediately afterwards, Hongjun began to arrange what they were going to do next.

In short, all the saints retreated after understanding.

Hongjun looked at Honghuang.

From time to time, he still observes Buzhou Mountain.

Even though Zhao Lang had fallen, he was still worried.

Everything the former brought to him made it difficult to calm down in his heart.

But he didn't know that at the same time, Zhao Lang was also paying attention to him.

He almost listened to the truth of everything that was said in Zixiao Palace...

In a pavilion somewhere in Buzhou Mountain in the secret territory of the avenue.

Satisfied, Zhao Lang withdrew his divine sense.

With the spirit arrest lock, he can use his divine sense to travel freely in the prehistoric wilderness.

But it is only the divine sense, not the ontology.

Spiritual thoughts have holy power, which can be concealed through the spirit lock, but the breath of the body cannot escape Hongjun's eyes.

But even so, he was very satisfied.

Thinking of Hongjun's strategy in his heart, Zhao Lang already had a way to deal with it.

I have to say, evaporating from the world, pretending to fall, and hiding in the dark, indeed some things have become easier!

With a faint smile, Zhao Lang immediately sent his voice to Cheng Tang.

Arrange for him to make countermeasures.

months later.

At this time, Jiejiao has been widely publicized among the human race. They want to stand on the side of Xia Dynasty, and Chanjiao also said that they are on Chengtang's side.

The city where Luoyang City and Chengtang are located is only a few hundred miles away, and the two sides are fighting in the last hurdle.

You can't get in, and I can't get out. Both sides have been fighting at this last pass for several months.

But on the recent battlefield, most of the disciples from the two sides were intercepted.

They fought one after another, quite like a scene of conferring gods.

But Zhao Lang knew, where is this?

The rest of the mortal soldiers couldn't help sighing when they saw these guys fighting.

He is a cultivator after all!
This battle between gods and immortals seems to be in the dark, but most of the two sides are still fighting with each other, and it is nothing more than a petty fight. In the past few months, almost no one has been killed or injured in the two religions.

They couldn't help complaining in their hearts.

Then what are we and other mortals with real knives and guns, bloody heads?
Some soldiers took the lead to slack off, and naturally, both sides stopped sending mortal soldiers.

The main battlefield was completely handed over to the Saint Sect.

Today, Zhao Lang was observing the movements of the disciples who were beside Cheng Tang.

The latter was standing outside the military tent, watching the disciples of the two sects at the pass in the distance exchanging harsh words.

"So it's senior brother, why are you waiting here?"

"Aren't you talking nonsense? My master said, don't be polite when you see your brothers!"

"Brother, isn't he trying to fight?"

"That's natural, come on, just to see if the younger brother's cultivation has improved!"...

Looking at them, Cheng Tang shook his head helplessly.

"These guys don't know how tired they are. They've been provoking each other all day long, and they haven't seen real swords and guns."

This is because Cheng Tang doesn't understand the Sage sect.

But Zhao Lang knew it in his heart.

They are both Sanqing, but at this time Sanqing has not really reached the stage of turning their faces. Although the disciples of both sides are provoking, no one dares to kill.

If it really caused the disciple to fall, I am afraid that he will be targeted by the other party's master.

So most of them are just pretending to work hard for the human race behind them.

Zhao Lang's gaze faltered, and he landed on a disciple of Chanjiao.

It was the real Yuding.

"Why is this guy here?"

Frowning slightly, Zhao Lang swept out his divine sense, but did not find Yang Jian.

Yu Ding had also arrived in front of Cheng Tang.

The latter turned and saluted.

"It turns out that it is the Jade Cauldron Shangxian, you are here too?"

Yu Ding nodded, his state was rather lazy.

It seems that he doesn't care about anything.

With a calm expression on his face, he was obviously here to see how the Chanjiao disciples were fighting with the Sectionalist disciples.

Looking there, Yuding and Chengtang stood side by side.

Zhao Lang sent a voice transmission to the latter.

Ask him to ask about Yang Jian.

"Shangxian Yuding, I heard that there is a disciple named Yang Jian under your sect, who has a high level of cultivation and extraordinary strength, why didn't he come with you?"

Cheng Tang suddenly turned around and asked Yuding.

Hearing Yang Jian's name, the latter was startled and looked at Cheng Tang.

"Oh! I don't know whether he is alive or dead now..."

Yuding sighed heavily.

It doesn't matter if you sigh in this breath, Zhao Lang's heart trembled when he sighed.

He hurriedly swept out his spiritual thoughts, he wanted to know what happened to Yang Jian immediately.

In the gazebo, Zhao Lang waved his hand lightly, and his spiritual thoughts spread across the entire prehistoric world like a huge net.

Yang Jian... Yang Jian... Yang Jian...

Zhao Lang frowned, and kept scanning down.

Suddenly, his expression froze instantly, as if extremely shocked!

(End of this chapter)