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

Chapter 248 Helping Jin Ling Receive News
Could it be...

This is Zhao Gongming, the sage of Zhoushan?

Yes!
Absolutely, this is exactly the same as the stone statue in the imperial capital!
Because of Cheng Tang's ascension to the throne, and Zhao Lang's previous behavior of descending to heaven and giving merit to the people below, many human races admired and respected such an ancestor who lived in mythology from the bottom of their hearts.

So in the prehistoric mainland of China, many people molded clay bodies of golden bodies for Zhao Lang and enshrined them in the temple.

Wen Zhong was originally an ordinary mortal in the human race, but he was blessed by the virtues of heaven, and unexpectedly obtained a great breakthrough in cultivation.

Since then, his life has been no different from cheating.

Not only has he been promoted all the way in the court, but his cultivation base has also improved by leaps and bounds.

With a sweep of his spiritual sense, Zhao Lang had already seen through everything about him, so even if he was sneaking under Buzhou Mountain, he would not care about it.

"you?"

"Sage Zhoushan!"

Wen Zhong couldn't believe his eyes.

At this time, the person sitting in front of him turned out to be the legendary ancestor!

The ancestor of King Tang of the Shang Dynasty!
Zhoushan sage Zhao Gongming!
With a thud, he literally fell to his knees, the excitement in his eyes couldn't be concealed.

"The ancestor of the saint is worshiped by the little one!"

Having said that, Wen Zhong had already started to kowtow.

With a faint smile, Zhao Lang signaled him to get up.

I no longer care about this kind of mundane tape.

"It's just right, apprentice?"

Looking at Wen Zhong, Zhao Lang smiled.

what?
Is this the apprenticeship?

A majestic saint without airs at all?

Wen Zhong was startled for a moment, unable to react immediately.

However, Zhao Lang could see his inner thoughts.

"Old Ancestor, I am no longer ready to accept apprentices, you worship this one."

Having said this, he smiled lightly and glanced at the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit.

The latter was also taken aback.

so suddenly?

Although this person looks good with his feet.

But the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit has no good senses for it at all.

After all, her cultivation is not like Zhao Lang, who can see through cause and effect at a glance.

After Wen Zhong heard it, he also felt a little sudden.

I came here to worship the sage of Zhoushan and become a disciple of Zhoushanzong. Why did the master ask me to worship other people as teachers?
Who is this person?

After a while, the Virgin of the Golden Spirit finally spoke.

"Senior, this..."

She hesitated.

"Inappropriate?"

Zhao Lang glanced at her.

"This is the cause and effect between you."

A light sentence, but there is no doubt about it.

Wen Zhong listened, after thinking about it, he made a decision.

Anyway, they are all powers with a deeper cultivation base than myself, who is not to worship?

Thinking of this, he hurriedly turned to the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit.

"The master has an order, I dare not disobey, I will pay my respects to the master!"

"This……"

Sighing, in the end, the Holy Mother of Golden Spirit acquiesced.

At this point, a period of master-student karma of the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit has formed, and Zhao Lang has helped her.

Turning his head to look at the four Mo family brothers, they have completely faded their murderous aura now.

Even if it is a disciple of Jiejiao, it belongs to the Sanqing.

It stands to reason that there is no great evil in the Sanqing.

After nodding in satisfaction, he waved lightly.

Immediately, all the people living in the house moved outside Buzhou Mountain.

"Go, let's all return to religion."

Everyone was startled, and the eyes they looked at Zhou Shanzong became more and more respectful.

After another salute, they left Buzhou Mountain.

"Finally left."

Heaving a sigh of relief, Zhao Lang raised his head and laughed.

As far as Jiejiao is concerned, Zhao Lang has always believed that the leader of Tongtian is not bad.

But he was too eager to express himself and wanted to become the strongest person.

Even Zhao Lang didn't understand why he always hated himself.

Now that Daoist Duobao has returned to the religion, it is he who does not cherish the heartfeltness of his disciples, and instead puts everything on Zhao Lang.

However, as long as the leader of the Tongtian sect does not do anything particularly excessive, such as attacking Zhou Shanzong's disciples, then Zhao Lang will not oppose him.

Heaving a sigh of relief, Zhao Lang looked up at one place.

With a sweep of his divine sense, he suddenly felt that something had happened.

Frowning tightly, Zhao Lang immediately summoned the Dao of Chaos, and poured his spiritual power into it.

With the attraction of his other spiritual power, Zhao Lang quickly found Yang Jian's position.

Because the Chaos Realm is too big, every time the Great Chaos Realm is opened, its entrance is constantly changing.

So this is the only way to make Zhao Lang find where Yang Jian is.

The latter should have taken refuge in the Thunder Tribulation.

But at this time, it seemed that he had escaped from the thunder prison.

Zhao Lang was taken aback.

Yang Jian naturally would not disobey himself.

Zhao Lang said that if he was asked to concentrate on cultivation and temper his body, then Yang Jian would definitely stay there obediently.

Going out rashly now must have encountered some trouble.

Just thinking in my heart, Zhao Lang Yuanshen has come here.

If you look closely, it's not the demon gods in the Dao Palace.

Heaving a sigh of relief, Zhao Lang looked through cause and effect.

It turned out to be a few people from small tribes in the Chaos Realm.

Their cultivation bases are all around the quasi-sage, and it seems that there is not much difference between them and Yang Jian.

But what surprised Zhao Lang was Yang Jian.

How could this kid reach the quasi-sage subversive state in such a short period of time with this Thunder Prison?
This is much stronger than what I was back then!
Good boy, as expected of my patriarch.

Zhao Lang smiled lightly and nodded in satisfaction.

Did not show up.

Maybe it was because he was too nervous at this time, Yang Jian didn't notice the change in the spiritual power of the master's ancestor.

He just stared closely at the few people in front of him.

It was really a coincidence that they came to this Thunder Prison where no one would normally come.

You know, the thunder and fire here are enough to make a quasi-sage suffer extremely physically and mentally.

But today, these dandies who were usually spoiled by the older generation in their tribe expressed their desire to come here for a break.

This intrusion didn't matter, it interrupted Yang Jian's Shen Xiu, and made the latter almost go mad.

It stands to reason that it was the fault of these guys, just make an apology and leave.

The result may be that Yang Jian's cultivation base is higher than each of them, and he has no background in the chaotic world, so he started to provoke.

Just talking and talking, this meeting has already begun to display its spiritual power.

Yang Jian didn't know who he had provoked.

I practiced well, but was suddenly disrupted by others.

Ask him where he is from and what tribe he is from.

Yang Jian didn't know how to answer.

Even if it is prehistoric, can these people know?

Sighed.

Yang Jian's face also became serious.

"I don't have time to make trouble with you, I still have to practice, so you go away."

As soon as these words were said, those dudes snorted coldly.

"Do you know who I am?"

"You dare to talk to me like that?"

"This is the young master of the Shui clan, and this is the second son of the elder of the Mu clan."

There are also a few foils, which are introduced next to it at this time.

Yang Jian waved his hand impatiently.

"I do not want to know."

"Hehe, you kid is crazy!"

The second young master of the Mu clan took a step forward with a cold snort, and the surrounding vegetation was moved by his spiritual power.

"Look at you, probably the tribe was slaughtered by the mysterious person, so there is no tribe?"

He smiled grimly.

However, Yang Jian's heart was also very calm, and he didn't do anything because of it.

Seeing him dismissively, the second young master went even further.

"Boy, I'm talking to you, did you hear me?"

He roared mockingly, then changed his face.

"Oh, didn't your mother teach you how to respect others?"

hiss……

Hearing these words, Zhao Lang frowned.

Although the few people below were still laughing triumphantly at this moment.

But he could vaguely feel that Yang Jian's eyes had become extremely gloomy and stern, and he obviously had murderous intentions.

"Self-inflicted, you can't live..."

Zhao Lang sneered.

"Ding! It is detected that someone is provoking the host disciple Yang Jian, you can choose."

"One, take action immediately, kill the chaotic dudes, and you can get the law of the great way from them."

"Second, leave it to Yang Jian, and train the latter to obtain a law of the great way."

These juniors are not yet his turn to make a move.

And the laws they have, Zhao Lang has already obtained.

After making a choice, Zhao Lang observed silently in mid-air.

Yang Jian's cultivation base is a little higher than theirs.

But there are so many of them, which must be the confidence of this group of dudes.

Just take this opportunity to see what realm Yang Jian's cultivation has reached.

Nodding his head, Zhao Lang continued to look down.

His divine sense was floating in the air, his spiritual power was hidden, and no one could find him.

None of those dandies, otherwise, after knowing Zhao Lang's identity, he would definitely not dare to continue to speak wild words.

Looking at Yang Jian, whose eyes were full of killing intent and whose eyes were as fierce as a wolf.

The dudes were shocked.

"Hehe, pretending to be a ghost, there are eight or nine of us, can we still be afraid of you alone?"

"If you kneel down and beg for mercy at this moment, we might show mercy and spare your life."

"Otherwise, we will send you down to let you meet your parents!"

This dude doesn't know.

Every word he said was changing the way of his death.

Even if there is only one person in Yang Jian, Erlang's Taoist title of Xianshengzhenjun can be given to him, and he will not wear it for nothing in the future!
Yang Jian is really temperamental, if the other party insults him, if he doesn't hate him, he will repay him, then Zhao Lang will look down on him.

A few dandies were triumphant, and they hugged the two leaders.

Going against others, he also began to mock Yang Jian.

There was no trace of spiritual power revealed on his body.

But Yang Jian suddenly raised his head!
The eye of the sky on the head has been opened, and the light is shining!
All the movement and breath of the other party will be observed instantly.

However, the other party was taken aback.

"Pretending to be a ghost, come on!"

The second young master of the Mu clan said to the left and right, and they all used their spiritual power one after another and rushed forward!

However, after a while, the eyes of the second young master of the Mu clan changed from pride and excitement to shock and fear!
(End of this chapter)