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

Chapter 227 The Death of His Disciple and Grandson!

He wanted to know where Yang Jian was now, but after scanning the entire prehistoric state with his divine sense, he found that the latter was under Zhoushan Zongshan?
When did this happen?

Zhao Lang was startled, turned his mind to the foot of the mountain, he hesitated whether to move it in or not.

After careful consideration, he slowly raised his hand.

Yang Jian came to the gazebo in an instant.

The latter froze, slowly opened his eyes
He has been staying under Buzhou Mountain for a long time, it can be said that since Fuhao and Yiyin came here, he has not left here.

He has always wanted to penetrate the secret realm of the avenue and enter it, but he couldn't.

So it is quietly waiting.

Waiting for the day when the ancestor reappeared, now he finally got his wish, everything was as he expected, the ancestor really did not fall!

Seeing Zhao Lang, Yang Jian was visibly excited.

Kneeling down on the ground with a bang, he got up after three knocks and nine bows.

"Master! I knew it, I knew you were still alive!"

Zhao Lang was very happy, having such good disciples and grandchildren, he was naturally very happy in his heart.

Nodding his head, Zhao Lang signaled him to get up.

Come to the gazebo and take a seat slowly.

Zhao Lang also breathed a sigh of relief.

I thought what happened to Yang Jian, but it turned out that he had been staying at the foot of the mountain.

During this period of time, he has been busy using his divine sense to scan the movements of the Divine Continent or the Saint Sect.

I hadn't noticed that there was a Yang Jian outside the mountain gate.

Later, Yang Jian also explained the reason why he guessed that Zhao Lang did not die.

After listening, Zhao Lang sighed with emotion.

Fortunately, it was Yang Jian who saw that he had saved those two, otherwise, he might have gotten into big trouble!

But fortunately, there is no such thing as his fall now, only the people Zhao Lang trusts know about it, and the rest don't know it at all.

This way everything can be done quietly.

If exposed, those disciples of the Zhoushan Sect, including Zhang Ling and others, who were in the wilderness, especially those beside Cheng Tang, would probably all be implicated.

Although Zhao Lang could keep them, the latter didn't want to make trouble for nothing.

It is his goal to obtain the five Dao laws safely and securely.

Afterwards, Zhao Lang briefly recounted the past to Yang Jian.

Speaking of checking his strength, Yang Jian was a little ashamed.

Since leaving Buzhou Mountain, his practice has stagnated.

But even so, he has now reached the unexpected strength.

Zhao Lang is very satisfied with this point. Among the Conferred Gods, Yang Jian's strength can still be ranked among the best.

Afterwards, Zhao Lang happily taught Yang Jian some supernatural powers.

The latter was a shocking discovery.

The exercises taught by the master turned out to be more mysterious every time.

These exercises are in the wild, and he has never even heard of them.

But it's not surprising, the master is a sage of the great way, with hands and eyes reaching the sky, what is there that he can't get?
While excited in his heart, he stayed in Buzhou Mountain to practice with peace of mind.

Now in the Dao Secret Realm, apart from Zhao Lang and San Xiao, there are Qian Jia, Xuan Hei Hu, Yang Jian, Tian Ba ​​Di Ba.

The rest of the people, like Kong Xuan and the Four Sages of Kowloon Island, went to experience in the prehistoric and desolate, and the rest all went to their own places.

After all, Zhou Shanzong is already down and out on the surface, if others can see that there are disciples everywhere in the mountains, they will inevitably feel suspicious.

Yang Jian stayed in the mountains to practice without saying anything.

Zhao Lang was painting in the bamboo house today.

Tianba and Diba, who were waiting on the sidelines, couldn't help being frightened.

On weekdays, Master often picks the thorns of the two of them and punishes them.

However, these two are also really naughty, there is no place in Zhoushan Sect that they will not go to.

Even the bottomless abyss below the floating island, they wanted to explore it.

The huge hole, like a big mouth, is just below the floating island.

If it wasn't for the destruction of the Pangu Immortal Cave, this cave would not have appeared.

Zhao Lang was really worried that these two tigers would fall and come out from the other side of the flood.

It's not that he hasn't explored that hole before, but it is indeed bottomless.

Even saints feel this way, let alone the two of them.

So when he saw them running around, Zhao Lang would punish them for confinement.

The so-called confinement is to paint the ground as a prison, if one step is taken, Zhao Lang will appear immediately.

Given their reverence for their ancestors, they naturally dare not go out of the circle.

Holding the dragon beard brush, Zhao Lang traced left and right on the plain paper.

Ordinarily, there is no paper in the civilization at this time, but as a sage of the great way, what is in his mind can't be transformed into illusion?
Looking at his own painting, he was very satisfied.

However, Divine Sense suddenly sensed a sensation, and then frowned slightly.

Master suddenly frowned, this is so terrifying to Tianba and Diba!
Could it be that they are not pleasing to the eye again?
They were startled, and the hands holding the teacup began to tremble...

Zhao Lang didn't think they were upset, but vaguely felt that a disciple of Zhoushan Sect was in danger of life at this time?
Who is it?

Zhao Lang's spiritual sense immediately explored the wilderness and searched on the mainland of China.

However, it was not found.

That is on top of other continents.

Zhao Lang continued to search.

The Great Desolation is huge, although it is not comparable to Chaos, but if it is compared to the Earth, it can only be said that a Buzhou Mountain is as big as the Earth!
Can be imagined.

But the world is not just one continent.

In addition to the mainland of China, there are many scattered small islands.

Just like Penglai Island, Kowloon Island, and Jinao Island.

There are also creatures and human races on that kind of island.

But staying away from the mainland of China has both advantages and disadvantages.

The advantage is that they will not suffer from wars, and the disadvantage is that some people can only stay in their hometown for the rest of their lives, being a frog in the bottom of the well.

Looking out, there is a large piece of land above the North Sea.

Although it is not comparable to the mainland of China, there are also human races here.

Looking down, Zhao Lang looked for Zhou Shanzong's disciples.

He was a little curious, why did his disciples come here?

And there is still danger?

When he came down, Zhao Lang manifested his spiritual thoughts.

There was a city in front of him, and there seemed to be quite a few people in it. Although only a little spiritual power appeared above the city, it was not difficult to see that there was also this cultivator in it.

Zhao Lang's disciple and grandson are among them.

He searched for the momentary induction just now, and walked in it calmly.

After a while, his face changed drastically.

He clearly felt that after the fluctuation of spiritual power just now, when the fluctuation of spiritual power appeared again, it turned out to be the bad news of his disciple's death?
With a look of disbelief, Zhao Lang also immediately discovered the location of the cause and effect.

Flicking two fingers, Zhao Lang disappeared in the bustling crowd in the next second.

Come before a hill, small as it is, but bigger than many mountains on earth.

With his eyes fixed, Zhao Lang saw a sect on the mountain.

But what is different is that almost none of the disciples in the mountain gate have any spiritual power...

Zhao Lang was very angry and surprised that his disciple and grandson passed away.

Observing the fluctuations, at least this disciple's current cultivation base has reached the realm of Xuanxian, why would he also fall?

Just as he was thinking, a disciple's exclamation suddenly came from the mountain gate.

"Master! Master has fallen!"

As soon as these words came out, the originally peaceful sect on the mountain suddenly became noisy.

Zhao Lang revealed his spiritual power, and the next moment he appeared in the sect.

The corpse of his grandson appeared in front of his eyes, and Zhao Lang saw that the primordial spirit had escaped into the six realms.

Brows furrowed.

Who is it?

Everyone began to mourn and sob.

However, Zhao Lang was not found behind the crowd.

But after the divine sense dissipated, Zhao Lang's eyes suddenly became murderous.

(End of this chapter)