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

Chapter 235 Exploring the Guanjiang Estuary!

The law of the Dao of the Eye is applied to Yang Jian, and it is perfect for him to use this to prove the Tao and become a saint.

So before that, stay away from Yuanshi Tianzun.

Zhao Lang also asked Yang Jian for his opinion, and the latter also wanted to become a Daoist saint.

Yang Jian said that he would not let go of any chance to become stronger, only in this way can he protect himself and Yang Chan's safety.

Although his goal was clear in his heart, Zhao Lang did not tell him what Yang Chan would encounter in the future.

"Chen Xiang, don't blame the ancestor, I have trained you such a strong and invincible uncle!"

With a wry smile, Zhao Lang on the gazebo penetrated his divine sense into the dark void.

After a while, he found Yang Jian just outside Guanjiang Estuary.

However, the latter seemed a little shocked at this time.

Even the Xiaotian dog next to him growled nervously.

"how?"

Zhao Lang's voice came into his ears, and the latter finally reacted.

Knowing that it was the master's voice transmission, he looked at a riverside port in front of him.

"Master Ancestor, there is such a strong evil spirit here?"

Vaguely, Yang Jian felt the incomparably strong aura of the monster race, but he couldn't see through its source and couldn't detect where it came from.

He thought that the monster races were all in Fengqi Mountain, but he didn't expect that Guanjiangkou, which is far away from the mainland of China, would have so many monster races?
Doubt in his heart, that's why he didn't dare to enter rashly.

However, Zhao Lang knew everything.

It was for this reason that he asked Yang Jian to come.

"Go in and have a look. If there is any difficulty, the ancestor, I will help you."

The news of Zhao Lang's business made Yang Jian feel relieved.

If the ancestor is willing to help, even the mightiest big demon Yang Jian won't worry.

What's more, at this time, Yang Jian's cultivation base has reached the elementary level of quasi-sage, and he will soon break through to become an intermediate level.

I have also practiced the method of body forging in the great way. At this time, my body is as strong as steel, invulnerable to swords and guns, water and fire!
Nodding his head, Yang Jian turned directly into the rainbow and headed for Guanjiangkou.

This place is on the edge of the mainland of China, far away from its center.

Normally, there should be no one here.

To Zhao Lang's surprise, even this kind of place where birds don't shit, there are human races.

Wouldn't the human race be afraid if they stayed in such a place where the monster races are everywhere?
Confused, he asked Yang Jian to come to a small village in Guanjiangkou.

There are some scattered villagers among them.

Yang Jian Huahong came to the entrance of the village, changed his clothes, and slowly stepped into it.

Even though he tried his best to pretend to be an ordinary person, Yang Jian made the villagers quickly discover that he was an outsider.

They hid one after another, and there seemed to be fear in their eyes.

"What is this for?"

Yang Jian was puzzled, he looked at himself, at this time the eye of heaven on his forehead was hidden by himself, and the Taoist robe on his body had been changed into plain clothes.

It's no different from ordinary people.

Why do the villagers seem to be afraid of themselves?
Could it be that he was frightened by the monster race?

Yang Jian frowned.

At this time, the villagers dropped their agricultural tools and ran into the thatched huts.

Those who are daring have to watch through the cracks in the door.

"Master...this?"

Yang Jian couldn't help asking Zhao Lang in his heart.

However, before he finished speaking, Zhao Lang's voice interrupted him.

"Be careful, someone is coming."

Under the detection of Zhao Lang's holy power, there are many purple ghost powers that are unique to the monster race slowly gathering in the surrounding area. They seem to have discovered Yang Jian, so they came here one after another.

Zhao Lang frowned, realizing that things were not simple.

After a while, there are many big monsters near the village. These big monsters are in different states, either fierce or evil, or have the face of a human body or a beast.

But it is not difficult to determine that these guys are definitely monsters.

Seeing through cause and effect immediately, Zhao Lang was startled.

There are actually heavenly merits in these monster races?
It stands to reason that the monster race is the least meritorious race in the wild, but these monsters, big or small, have them?

This is a little strange.

Zhao Lang sent a voice transmission to Yang Jian, who was ready to display his spiritual power at this time, and was waiting for a word from Zhao Lang.

"Wait a minute."

Hearing the master's words, Yang Jian turned down his spiritual power, and what the master said would definitely not harm him.

Letting down his vigilance, he saw that many big and small demons suddenly appeared near the surrounding villages.

The cultivation base of these guys is not high, and the strongest one is only in the realm of the Ten Thousand Years Great Demon Golden Immortal.

But these guys are fierce creatures for ordinary people!

Any big monster with a low cultivation base can slaughter an entire village or even a city.

But these guys are silent when they meet practitioners.

Although the young man in plain clothes in front of him looked ordinary, he had a natural oppressive force on him, which made these monster races feel a strong sense of oppression.

This is precisely because he has practiced the art of body forging.

The demon god's breath existed on Yang Jian's body, forming an inexplicable sense of oppression.

Although Yuanshi Tianzun was aware of this feeling, he didn't care.

He thought that Yang Jian had obtained some great opportunity, and he would never have thought that it was Zhao Lang who passed it on to him.

Seeing more and more big monsters, even hundreds of them, Yang Jian was unmoved.

With the master behind him, even if he meets a strong man at the pinnacle of quasi-sage, he has confidence.

At this moment, suddenly, the evil wind rose in the village!

This gust of wind twisted and walked towards the sky, setting off bursts of strange and terrifying spiritual power.

Among them, the breath of Ziyou kept gushing out!

This cultivation base...

Quasi holy!

Is there really a big monster of quasi-sage level here?
Yang Jian frowned, and the roaring dog next to him also let out low growls, seeming to be ready to go.

boom!
Suddenly, several strands of pure purple spiritual power descended, and the gust of wind came directly towards Yang Jian.

"Who dares to break into Guanjiang Estuary!"

A voice came from it, and then several people fell down.

Zhao Lang recognized all four of them.

This is Kang, Zhang, Li, and Yao Si Taiwei among the six friends of Meishan.

It is said that they are the six friends of Meishan, but they are actually six great monsters.

Their cultivation is not weak, they are almost in the same period as Xuanheihu.

And they actually have merit?
Zhao Lang became interested. If he becomes Yang Jian's subordinate in the future, Guan Kou Erlang's reputation will surely grow.

Yang Jian will be one of his more important disciples in the conferring of gods. If he can "confer the gods" before conferring the gods, it will surely help his other disciples to some extent.

But before that, this kid must be trained.

Yang Jian has experienced so many setbacks, so far, even when encountering these big monsters, he will be very calm.

People grow up in adversity, this is the truth that Zhao Lang realized.

Watching the four friends fall, they are all above quasi-sages.

At this time, Yang Jian was not timid.

With a master standing behind him, what is he afraid of?
At this moment, Zhao Lang transmitted the sound directly.

"Boy, you have to do it yourself this time. I suddenly have something to deal with as a teacher. You should deal with it first."

what!
Master, you can't do this!

You are leading the disciple into the pit!

No matter how strong Yang Jian is, he cannot single-handedly fight against the four quasi-sages!
What did the master think...

Yang Jian was shocked, a little caught off guard.

This is too sudden!

However, looking at the monsters in front of him, he had no choice but to use his spiritual power again.

What Zhao Lang said was of course false, and he continued to pay attention to Yang Jian.

His divine sense came out, and after seeing through the karma of the four friends, he nodded in satisfaction.

It turns out that although these big monsters are monsters, they have done a lot of good deeds at the mouth of the Guanjiang River. Before that, some casual practitioners in the wild came to this village to burn, kill and rob. It was these big monsters who saved the human race. Guard them.

Thinking of this, Zhao Lang couldn't help sighing.

Even monsters are not born evil.

What kind of person you are depends entirely on what kind of person you want to be!

This sentence is not false at all.

Looking at Yang Jian again, he has returned to his original state at this time. He is wearing a silver Taoist robe, surrounded by auspicious clouds, and the auspicious light suddenly appears. When the eyes of the sky are opened, a powerful spiritual power suddenly emerges from it. Wherever he looks, everything can be seen by him .

However, the opponents are not vegetarians either!

At any rate, they are the four quasi-sages, or the quasi-sages of the monster clan.

The strength of the physical body is definitely not there.

"Bold thief, you dare to strike first?"

The other four people had no intention of doing anything at first, but seeing Yang Jian's posture, they all displayed impressive spiritual power.

Zhao Lang is just like watching a play.

He also wanted to know how Yang Jian's cultivation was doing now.

Inside the gazebo, Zhao Lang smiled triumphantly, and even Taoist Duobao, who had just arrived, accompanied him to watch.

"Could this son be the disciple of the Jade Cauldron, the nephew of the Jade Emperor, Yang Jian?"

Duobao was startled, and looked at Zhao Lang who was beside him laughing.

The latter nodded.

"However, in a few years, he will be Erlang Xiansheng Zhenjun."

From the tone of his voice, it is not difficult to hear how optimistic Zhao Lang is about him.

Duobao was stunned.

Most of what Dao Patriarch Zhao Lang said would come true.

Could it be that Yang Jian is really a great power in the future?
Thinking of this, he couldn't help asking Zhao Lang.

"Senior, what about me?"

Zhao Lang glanced at him.

"Didn't I tell you before, the Dharma name is Tathagata, the Buddha taught in the West."

At this time, Zhao Lang is not afraid of any karma in heaven. In the eyes of heaven, he is dead, so how can there be karma.

Say everything you want, it all depends on his mood.

Hearing this, Duobao felt a little regretful.

During the time in Buzhou Mountain, he has gradually started to like staying here, and he feels that Zhao Lang is the most helpful senior to him!

But the seniors all said that they would eventually go to the West to teach.

Thinking of this, Taoist Duobao felt a little lost until he heard Zhao Lang's comfort.

"If you have the Dao in your heart, you can practice there. Even if you go to the Western religion, you can often come to Buzhou Mountain. I don't believe that the status of Buddha is given to you. Who else in the Western religion can stop you from coming? "

What Zhao Lang said was right, when Duobao really became the Buddha of the Western religion, then Zhunti and Yin would have quit the prehistoric world long ago.

Hearing this, Duobao's mood improved a lot.

Nodding his head, he continued to accompany Zhao Lang to look at the reflection in the void crack in front of him.

Among them, Yang Jian is fighting four quasi-sages alone!
This kid Yang Jian is really good!

Zhao Lang nodded.

He really liked Yang Jian so much!

I was thinking about it in my heart, but the system in my consciousness suddenly jumped out.

"Ding! It is detected that Yang Jian is about to lose, the host can choose."

"One, act immediately, help Yang Jian to kill the enemy, and you can get three spirit treasures."

"Second, Yang Jian's life is not in danger, let him be caught, exercise Yang Jian's will, and you can get the gun of the great way."

The gun of the road?

The system always presents the images of reward items in front of Zhao Lang, and Zhao Lang takes a look.

Isn't this a three-pointed two-edged gun...

If you don't want to let yourself make a move, just say it, making it so false.

With a wry smile, Zhao Lang also made a choice following the meaning of the system.

However, as expected, Yang Jian was no match for four hands in the end.

The quasi-sages among the four monsters imprisoned him, but they did not hurt his life, but brought him back to Meishan.

This is the site of the Six Sages of Meishan, and all these monster clans came down from here to the village to surround Yang Jian just now.

For a moment, Zhao Lang's ears were filled with Yang Jian's voice...

The latter definitely didn't want to die.

But unfortunately, Zhao Lang didn't reply him.

It is not a bad thing for the latter to suffer a little bit.

Thinking this way in his heart, Zhao Lang directly released the spirit power of Ju Lingsuo, and his spiritual sense followed Yang Jian into a palace above Meishan.

This big monster actually has a palace.

Zhao Lang smiled wryly.

Even a cultivator wants to come to a palace these days. Could this be imitating my ancestor?
Yang Jian was thrown on the hall.

The hall is full of big monsters, but it seems that their cultivation base is not high. After seeing Kang, Zhang, Li, and Yao Si Taiwei, they saluted one after another.

It is rare to see Yaozu with this kind of management ability!
Suddenly, Zhao Lang was a little curious, how did the six sages of Meishan subdue so many big and small monsters, and they all used the etiquette of the human race.

Focusing on the hall, the four demon saints returned to the throne, and then the other two walked out slowly.

These are two generals among the Four Friends of Meishan.

Looking at Yang Jian, who was imprisoned by mana in the hall and unable to move, the two of them were startled.

"Brothers, who is this you brought?"

One of them replied with a smile when he heard it.

"It's just a human race who doesn't know how to live or die, but there is such a heavy hostility on his body! When he saw me, he immediately wanted to shoot, but was caught by four of my brothers."

The hostility he was referring to was, of course, the supernatural power of the Law of Shuo.

Because the Chaos Demon God is originally a great evil, so whether it is the law of the great way or the supernatural power of the martial arts, there will always be some relatively evil aura.

Just like Zhao Lang's God-killing Devil Eyes, they are extremely fierce!
So even he himself will not use it easily now.

The six friends of Meishan focused on Yang Jian, looking back and forth.

"Tell me, who are you and why are you here?"

However, Yang Jian's next answer made everyone stunned!
(End of this chapter)