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

Chapter 252 Fuxi Seeking Seeing?

boom!
The huge roar was deafening, and at this moment, it resounded throughout the entire world!

If there is a Chaos Demon God within a radius of tens of thousands of miles, I'm afraid they will be shocked!
Smoke dissipated.

The elders of the Namu clan are like kites with broken strings.

Falling from the sky.

Looking at the fallen Great Elder, everyone hurried forward.

Carefully catching the former, they found that the Great Elder had lost consciousness at this time!
What kind of terrifying cultivation is this!

How could even a saint be so severely injured?
When they looked at Yang Jian again, they clearly showed fear.

If it wasn't because of Yang Jian's terrifying cultivation at this time, then why?

His eyes fell on the latter with an indifferent expression, and at this time the spiritual power of the Dao had already lingered all over his body.

It looks like a different person from just now!

In fact, it was the two of them, but they couldn't see through that it was Zhao Lang behind them.

At this moment, the last trace of rationality in my mind told them.

"run!"

That's right, let's run!

This man is so terrifying, his cultivation is bottomless, and he has one law after another on his body!
It's definitely not something they can handle!

Even saints have become like this.

What about them?

Even the eldest son of the Mu clan was stunned, his eyes blank.

Why is this guy completely different from just now?
When fighting against him just now.

The opponent's body is indeed the spiritual power fluctuation of the quasi-sage.

But ever since the god-killing demon eye was cast, he felt that the cultivation of the person in front of him was constantly changing.

Until now, the spiritual power of breath is completely different from before!

what is this?
Is this a practice?
Or some weird magic trick?
"Eldest Young Master? Eldest Young Master!"

When I can't figure it out.

The voice of his subordinates came from the side.

"Let's go, eldest son, go back and report to the patriarch!"

Hearing this, he just shook his head.

After clenching his teeth, he nodded helplessly.

Watching everyone retreat in a hurry, Zhao Lang's spiritual thoughts floated from Yang Jian's body.

The latter's legs softened, and with his physical body, he simply couldn't bear such a powerful spiritual power.

He casually threw a few spirit pills to Yang Jian, and Zhao Lang smiled faintly.

"These guys will come again..."

"Do you still want to practice in the Chaos Realm?"

He asked Yang Jian.

After the latter regained some of his spiritual power with the help of the Spirit Recovering Pill, he hesitated to think about his master's question.

However, after a moment, he raised his firm eyes.

Seeing this look, Zhao Lang nodded.

Everything is clear.

You are worthy of being my ancestor's disciple!

Extraordinary courage.

Zhao Lang smiled with satisfaction.

"Master, what was that move you made just now? Why does this disciple suddenly feel that the spiritual power in the eyes of the sky is surging?"

Seeming to have suddenly remembered something, Yang Jian raised his head and asked.

Zhao Lang laughed.

"You will know in the future, continue to practice now?"

Yang Jian was taken aback.

No way, I just fought a big battle, so I need to continue to practice?

However, Zhao Lang's tone was unquestionable, and Yang Jian had no choice but to go towards the Thunder Prison again.

Watching Yang Jian enter it, Zhao Lang still left a divine sense on him, and then pulled the primordial spirit back into the wilderness.

I thought it would be hard to calm down for a while, but Zhao Lang just came to the gazebo.

Seeing Yuanfeng here, he returned to the bamboo house decisively.

"This Yuanfeng is really a headache!"

Zhao Lang smiled wryly.

What Yuanfeng did before made Zhao Lang a little afraid of her.

To be honest, Zhao Lang was never afraid of anyone.

In the whole world, Yuanfeng is considered one.

Naturally thinking of Bi Xiao, Zhao Lang's divine sense swept out the prehistoric world.

After trying to find nothing, he sighed.

"Hey!"

If something happened to Bi Xiao, he would truly regret it.

Thinking of this, his thoughts were suddenly disturbed by a voice outside the secret of the Dao.

"Master, is Master here?"

With a sweep of his divine sense, it turned out to be Shaohao at the foot of the mountain?
If this kid doesn't practice hard with Xuanyuan, what is he doing here?
And brought one person.

His eyes swept over him.

"Yo?"

Sighing in surprise, Zhao Lang discovered that that person was actually Fuxi?

So Fuxi and Xuanyuan are both together?

But the relationship between Fuxi and Nuwa is not shallow.

Should I see you?
"Ding! It is detected that Shaohao recommended Fuxi to the host, and you can choose."

"One, refuse to see Fuxi, let him go to find Nuwa, you can get an Houtian Lingbao."

"Second, see Fuxi and guide him in the maze, you can get a law of the great way, a deduction method of gossip."

Oh?
Judging from the rewards, the system obviously wants me to meet Fuxi!

Looking at the system choices that appeared in front of him, Zhao Lang didn't hesitate any longer and made a choice immediately.

He especially needs everything related to the Law of the Great Dao!
Every time he gets a Dao, it means that his strength is a little bit deeper.

If one day the jade slips of the Great Dao are filled up, then the other party will be able to achieve true invincibility!
Nodding his head, he looked up and down.

Outside the gate of Buzhou Mountain.

Shaohao was a little puzzled.

"That's right, it's true here. Although I haven't been to Buzhou Mountain for a long time, the location can't be wrong. There is still the name of Zhoushanzong on this door. Why can't I get in?"

Looking at the faint golden mist in front of him, he tried many times, but he was still unable to enter it.

"Forget it, you said to take me to see the sage Zhou Shan, but as far as it seems, the sage Zhou Shan doesn't really want to see you!"

Fuxi looked at Shaohao jokingly, and joked.

"Otherwise, I should take you to Wahuangtian?"

he proposed.

Shaohao shook his head.

"No, I don't believe that the master doesn't want to see me."

Taking a deep breath, Shaohao prepared to transmit the sound again.

However, Fuxi looked at him casually, as if he didn't believe that Zhao Gongming would open the dojo and let him, who has a relationship with Nuwa, enter it.

Shouting for a while, Shaohao was a little disappointed.

After being stunned for a moment, he just came over in a daze.

"Could it be that I came too abruptly and disturbed the ancestor?"

Thinking of this, he can't help but suddenly change color.

Yup!

The master has always been a person who likes to cleanse himself. Since the establishment of the mountain gate, he has also opened up this area centered on Buzhou Mountain, the Taoist temple of his own cave.

Has been devoting himself to seclusion, living in seclusion, not trying to make a name for himself, the master must have his own plan!
This also shows that Master Zhou Shan's sage did not want to be disturbed by others.

Will the old man be unhappy if he visits rashly?
Abrupt!

Abrupt!
Surprised in his heart, Shaohao's eyes were somewhat lost.

But out of respect for his master, he made a decision.

Let's go!
But just when he turned around and was about to leave with Fuxi,
A brilliant and vast grand avenue sound suddenly resounded leisurely outside the mountain gate.

"Why? Don't you have any patience?"

Zhao Lang, who was in the bamboo house, had just made a systematic choice at this moment.

After putting the power of the Dao law into the Dao Jade Slip, he calmly called out to Shaohao.

However, Shaohao, who was already preparing to leave, couldn't help being shocked when he heard these words!
Zhao Lang's voice was still echoing in their hearts.

"Master?"

Shaohao was overjoyed, and immediately fell to his knees.

"Master, I don't dare, but I am afraid that I will disturb the ancestor, you old man Qingxiu!"

After finishing speaking, he was like a child who did something wrong, waiting for Zhao Lang's reply.

Time flies by minute by minute.

It was very short, but for Shaohao, it was a kind of torment.

"Master won't be angry, will he?"

He was a little worried, and he didn't care about what Fuxi said behind him at this time.

"Your master looks quite fierce."

Fuxi laughed out loud, looking at Shaohao who was kneeling on the ground trembling.

As a member of the human race, and has a close relationship with Nuwa, Fuxi is always in a state of being a carefree person.

Even for Saint Zhou Shan, he felt that there was nothing to panic about.

But his thoughts were seen through by Zhao Lang.

The kid doesn't respect the patriarch me very much, does he?

Zhao Lang hummed lightly, followed by another sound transmission.

"You bother me... Fuxi, I heard that you are good at chess, why don't you play a game with me?"

Hearing that he was mentioned in the conversation, Fu Xi was taken aback.

But his own unruliness made him smile triumphantly.

"I'm not good at playing chess, I'm afraid I won't be able to catch the eyes of the seniors!"

Garlic it.

Zhao Lang laughed out loud.

This kid is actually pretending, in the prehistoric world, if talking about chess skills, Fuxi must call himself the second, no one would call him the first.

But he didn't know that Zhao Lang had been thinking about it for thousands of years.

Because retreat life is really boring, so I have to use it all day to kill time.

Thinking of this, Zhao Lang wanted to play chess with that Fuxi.

After a while, Zhao Lang flicked his sleeves lightly.

Around the bamboo house, an extremely mysterious spiritual force suddenly swept out.

next second.

Shaohao and Fuxi felt in a daze for a while.

It was as if he was surrounded by a wave of spiritual power, and he couldn't tell what was in the muddy surroundings.

Followed by.

The sudden stop of the spiritual power made them dazed, and when they opened their eyes, they had already appeared in the bamboo house in Buzhou Mountain.

Shaohao bowed down immediately, followed by three kowtows and nine obeisances, you guys are devout!
"The disciple pays homage to the master! The master is safe and sound!"

Zhao Lang smiled lightly, and lightly sipped his tea.

"You still know about returning to the mountain?"

"Eh... this disciple has been practicing with the ancestors, don't you know..."

Seeing the sudden appearance of Shaohao, who was usually extremely proud, Fu Xi was a little confused.

As for it?
Isn't he a saint?
Who doesn't seem to know?

But before he saw Zhao Lang again, he thought that the saint on Buzhou Mountain would be an old man with white hair, white eyebrows and white beard, full of vicissitudes.

But as everyone knows...

The famous Zhoushan sage, Zhao Gongming, looks no different from a mortal...

From the outside, it is no different from a group of men in their early thirties among the crowd.

Who wants to come to the life of a saint without some characteristics?

Could it be that the characteristics of the sage of Zhoushan are very ordinary?
With a wry smile, he also saluted lightly.

Although I don't like it in my heart, I still have the etiquette that should be on the surface.

"My servant, Fuxi, pays homage to the sage Zhoushan."

Zhao Lang nodded lightly, indicating that Shaohao got up and asked Fuxi directly instead.

"It is rumored that you are good at chess, are you interested in compensating me for a game?"

Hearing this, Shaohao was taken aback.

He originally came here just to let Fuxi see the holy power of his ancestor, so that the other party would stop oppressing him with his relationship with Nuwa.

In the end, when the master met, he was going to play chess with Fuxi?
The latter is also somewhat at a loss.

Why doesn't this saint play his cards according to the routine?

I was embarrassed and didn't know what to say.

At this moment, Zhao Lang did something unexpected!

(End of this chapter)