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

Chapter 27 The Wrath of the Heavenly Venerate!Lingshan for help
"Senior, you are joking. You are the pinnacle of the quasi-sage, the No. 1 under the saint. How can you worry about surviving?"

Just as Xuan Du finished speaking, he asked again after seeing Zhao Lang's serious expression.

"Is it true?"

Zhao Lang nodded.

After hesitating for a while, Xuandu continued to ask: "The human race is the protagonist of the world in the prehistoric world today, do you think it can survive forever?"

Zhao Lang smiled, thinking in his heart.

"It can't be said that it depends on cause and effect."

Then he shook his head and said, "It's all determined by God."

"Now the Dao of Heaven has Dao Zu Hongjun and six saints. The luck of the human race is closely related to the saints. Wouldn't the saints last forever in the human race?"

Zhao Lang shook his head meaningfully, but did not speak.

Is it?

Xuandu thought in his heart: "Saints follow the way of heaven. If the way of heaven wants to destroy the human race, even if the saint intervenes, the fate of the human race will still be difficult to change..."

Thinking of this, Xuandu's face changed drastically.

He always thought that the saint was invincible and not bound by the law of heaven.

But according to what the sage of Zhoushan said, it seems that it is not the sage who controls the way of heaven, but the way of heaven controls the sage and the prehistoric world!
The sage of Zhoushan can see the prehistoric situation so thoroughly!

He was immediately in awe of Zhao Lang.

The latter was expressionless.

Xuan Du got up, bowed deeply to Zhao Lang, and said: "The rumors in the world are indeed true. Although the sage of Zhoushan has not been truly sanctified, he knows everything. His predecessors are very capable, and there are few people in the prehistoric world. Thank you for your guidance!"

He immediately took out an innate spirit treasure from his sleeve, but Zhao Lang didn't take it.

It's not that he looks down on the grade of this magic weapon, but that he really has too many...

"It doesn't have to be like this. I don't want to get involved in karma. If I tell you these words, you don't have to take them too seriously."

Xuandu nodded and took a deep breath.

Zhao Lang sent him out of the fairy cave.

Immediately afterwards, five acquired treasures appeared in Zhao Lang's hands.

But to him, none of them were of much use, so he kept them in his sleeve.

Then he threw Xuanheihu from it to the ground.

The Xuanheihu has now shown its original shape, a black tiger with golden eyes tens of meters in length, and the lines on its body are also golden.

"It's up to you to kill or cut!"

Xuanheihu uttered human words, after all, he got the Quasi-Saint Great Demon.

Zhao Lang smiled, as if thinking of something, he took out an acquired treasure from his sleeve, this magic weapon was like a necklace with seven treasures inlaid on it, very beautiful.

As soon as he took it out, Xuanheihu's tiger pupils were staring at this magic weapon closely.

"Be my mount, this is yours."

Zhao Lang smiled.

Acquired treasure is not cabbage, it is everywhere.

It takes tens of millions of years of searching to obtain a desirable magic weapon, but Xuanheihu is tempted by this.

After struggling for a while, he finally agreed to Zhao Lang's choice, but the requirement was that he should appear in human form at ordinary times, and Zhao Lang agreed.

After Xuandu left Buzhou Mountain, he came to Kunlun Yuxu Palace to meet Yuanshi Tianzun.

Inside the hall.

Yuanshi Tianzun sat on the first seat, Taoist Ran Deng stood beside him, and the next seat was empty, it should be the Antarctic Immortal.

The Twelve Golden Immortals finally arrived. This time, Daoist Yuding did not retreat, but he was absent-minded, and all he could think about was how Yang Jian was practicing.

Yuanshi Tianzun felt very uncomfortable when he caught a glimpse of the real Yuding's state.

This guy is absolutely insane!

"The above is my master's meaning. My master hopes to rely more on elucidating and teaching all disciples." Xuandu said respectfully.

Yuanshi Tianzun nodded with a smile: "It's easy to say! Martial nephew, stay here for a few days. I'll entertain you. By the way, you can also help me train your juniors."

He still likes Xuandu very much. In other words, Yuanshi Tianzun likes people who respect him and have good aptitude.

As he spoke, his eyes flicked over the Twelve Golden Immortals, and when he arrived at Daoist Yuding, his tone became obviously aggravated.

"Thank you uncle for your kindness, but I want to go back to retreat and practice immediately."

Xuandu cupped his hands and replied.

Closed-door practice?

Yuanshi Tianzun was stunned, and when he mentioned these four words, he thought of the sage Zhoushan in the neighboring mountain, and he couldn't get angry.

His face changed slightly, and he asked, "Why retreat?"

"When I came here, I was blocked by a big monster, and I happened to meet the sage of Zhoushan to help me, and then I communicated with him. I think I can't waste my time, so I am going to go back to retreat."

The more you listen, the corners of Yuanshi Tianzun's mouth twitch more...

"It's him again!"

Yuanshi Tianzun's eyes were about to breathe fire.

However, Master Yuding under the steps looked at Xuandu with admiration, his eyes full of approval.

Xuan Du noticed that Yuanshi Tianzun's face was not good-looking, and hurriedly cupped his hands and said: "Don't bother me any more, my nephew will leave."

Xuandu turned around and looked at Yuding. He also knew that Yuding had been in seclusion, so he guessed that the latter was enlightened by the sage of Zhoushan.

After the two nodded, Xuandu left quickly.

Yuanshi Tianzun frowned, pressed his hand on the copy in front of him, his joints turned white, and took a deep breath to calm his mood.

"Master, then I..."

Master Yuding came out, saluted and said.

Yuanshi Tianzun ignored him, Taoist Ran Deng hurriedly waved his hand to signal him to back down.

Yuding quickly escaped from the hall.

He was anxious because he wanted to go back to see Yang Jian's cultivation progress, and Yuanshi Tianzun thought that he would also go back to retreat.

"It's safest to stay in your own cave!"

Master Yuding nodded, and then disappeared outside the hall.

Ordered the rest of the golden immortals to go down, and lit the lamp to look at Yuanshi Tianzun who was still angry.

"Master."

"This guy, obviously he hasn't stepped out of the mountain, but he can make me very angry!" Yuanshi Tianzun's voice trembled slightly, he is a saint, who can make him like this?

"Randeng, you go to Zhunti and ask him to think of a way. Daozu forbids me to go to him again, and I didn't say that Zhunti can't do it."

As soon as the words fell, Taoist Ran Deng nodded, and then disappeared in the hall.

The west.

The Paradise of Ultimate Bliss is located above the nine heavens in the west, where red clouds surround and golden lotuses hang high.

The temples are scattered on the red clouds, and there is a huge mountain in the center, with a straight and majestic stalwart, whose height is hard to measure.

This is Vulture Mountain.

Lingjiu Mountain can be regarded as the highest mountain in the prehistoric era, and the top of the mountain is the Great Leiyin Temple.

Leiyin Temple is larger than other temples, and the Buddha's light is bright and solemn.

Taoist Ran Deng appeared in front of the Leiyin Temple.

Looking from the outside to the inside, it is still the scene of the red cloud sky, with Buddhas, Bodhisattvas, and Arhats sitting and standing, filling it, and surrounding it in circles.

The Buddha is larger than the Bodhisattva, and the Bodhisattva is larger than the Arhat.

And directly in front, there is an ancient Buddha that is ten thousand feet tall.

This is Zhunti's real body.

Seeing Ran Deng appear, he was not surprised at all, as if it made sense.

Ran Deng gave a deep salute from outside the hall, and then slowly entered it.

Junti looked at him.

"That arrives so fast?"

Ran Deng shook his head, "The time has not come yet, there is something else to come here this time."

It seems that the two are very familiar with each other.

Zhun asked, "What is worth asking you, the vice-rector of Chanjiao, to come in person?"

Ran Deng sighed, "Master, have you heard of Zhoushan Sage?"

Hearing this, the corner of Zhunti's mouth twitched imperceptibly, how could he not recognize him?
At that time, Kunpeng was instigated by him, and then he went to find trouble with that person. In the end, the plan fell through, and Kunpeng also shook off Zhunti, so many people felt that the death of Patriarch Hongyun was also related to him.

It's really a steal!

Hearing Zhao Lang's title, Zhun raised his brows and frowned.

"What's up with him?"

Ran Deng paused, as if hesitating.

"My master is not easy to make a move, I want to ask my uncle to take it..."

(End of this chapter)