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

Chapter 28 Zhunti Appears, Shi Ji Kongxuan

"I have no grievances or enmities with him, why do I do this?"

Zhun Ti curled his lips after hearing this, but in fact, he also had lingering fears about this man. This man practiced the Dao, and if he was proclaimed and sanctified, none of the six saints would be his opponent.

It must be killed...

But due to his status, he couldn't say that directly.

"However, it is still necessary to teach him a lesson. I will send someone to take him out and hand it over to Yuanshi Tianzun."

Ran Deng nodded, and the salute retreated.

Zhunti watched Taoist Ran Deng leave, and his eyes turned to Honghuang...

Zhao Lang always felt a little restless today, as if someone was plotting against him again.

His concerns were real, he just didn't know it.

Sitting in the small pavilion in the fairy cave, Zhao Lang slowly took out the 24 Dinghai beads.

Sixteen of them have changed color.

Eight kinds of ancestral witch powers!
He has never revealed this thing, because the power of the ancestral witch has reappeared in the prehistoric, and someone will definitely stare at him because of it.

He didn't want to make trouble, and even San Xiao didn't know this existed.

Seeing the different colors flickering, Zhao Lang felt happy.

He could feel that the spiritual power in the Dinghai Pearl was comparable to that of the God-killing Spear, but the God-killing Spear was the evil energy of heaven and earth, while this was a kind of chaotic energy.

"Four more..."

Zhao Lang muttered in his mouth.

He doesn't know what will happen if he gathers the power of the twelve ancestor witches, but his strength must not be underestimated!
When he was happy, he suddenly felt a coercion above Buzhou Mountain, which was similar to that of Yuanshi Tianzun.

"A saint again?"

But not Yuanshi Tianzun.

"A fellow Taoist is here? The poor monk is the quasi-professor of the Western religion, can you come and meet?"

Allow to mention?

The deputy leader of Western religion, one of the sages of heaven.

Sanxiao, Xuanyuan and others also heard this loud voice, but Zhao Lang moved them into Pangu Immortal Cave the next moment.

"Ding! It is detected that the quasi-suggested Taoist invites you to join the teaching, you can choose!"

"One, join the Western religion and convert to Buddhism, you can get the golden lotus of twelve grades of merit."

"Second, refuse to join the Western religion and continue to retreat, you can get two Chaos Pills."

Chaos Pill!
two?

Zhao Lang made a choice in an instant, not to mention that he didn't have the slightest liking for Western religion.

Ever since Kunpeng came to attack him last time, he knew that the Western Sect was thinking about him, but he couldn't do anything to him even if he didn't go out of the mountain to pick up and guide them.

Zhao Lang didn't speak.

"The poor monk knows that you are here, and the sage of Zhoushan is here. Everyone knows it. Why should friends be afraid of the poor monk? The poor monk is a sage of the heavens. Could it be possible to harm you?"

Zhunti continued.

His tone was very friendly, and he sounded very kind, not like a bad guy.

However, Zhao Lang didn't believe it.

Who doesn't know that among the six saints, you are the one who thinks the most?
After thinking about it, Zhao Lang still said, "Why is the saint coming?"

He didn't show up, and the voice came from Pangu Immortal Cave.

Zhunti frowned, and then said with a smile: "Don't fellow Taoists invite the poor Taoist to come in and have a chat?"

"It's still not necessary. If you have anything to say, just say it. I don't like to see people in seclusion. Please forgive me."

With the existence of the Great Dao Secret Realm, Zhao Lang felt very safe.

If Zhunti could break in, how could he still talk nicely outside?

"The poor monk is here to invite fellow Taoists to join the Western Sect. When the time comes, we will retreat behind the scenes. The Western Sect will be in charge of the Western Sect. All disciples will obey your orders. What do you think?"

With a cold snort, Zhao Lang guessed that, except for Tongtian, all the saint sects came to win him over to fight against the Jiejiao. After all, the reputation of No.1 under the saint has spread throughout the prehistoric world.

He understands that the price of rejection is that he will be forcibly taken away.

But Zhao Lang is in the fairy cave, so don't worry, San Xiao and other disciples have already been moved in by him.

"Thank you saint for your kindness. I have no intention of participating in world affairs. I just want to stay away from prehistoric conflicts. If anyone around me wants to join a sect in the future, I will definitely promote the Western religion."

There is no problem with this reply, and it is not hurtful to refuse politely.

But Zhunti didn't think so.

"That fellow Taoist, don't blame the poor monk."

After all, with the palm down, a palm suddenly appeared on Buzhou Mountain, overwhelming the sky.

A dignified saint!Did you say you did it?

Zhao Lang didn't care, because Zhunti couldn't break through the secret realm of the Dao at all.

"Shut up, if you do this, the prehistoric creatures will be watching, and it will be detrimental to the reputation of my teaching."

The voice of receiving and guiding entered Zhunti's ears, and then he withdrew his mana.

Looking at Bu Zhoushan with cold eyes, he left.

"If you don't eat a toast, you will be fined!"

He had a calculation, and then his figure disappeared into the air.

Inside the Pangu Immortal Cave.

Xuanyuan sighed: "Master has rejected another saint, what a hero!"

Xuan Heihu frowned, and leaned forward.

Although he agreed to be Zhao Lang's mount, the latter never left home, and it was impossible for him to ride him in the cave, so he was idle in Buzhou Mountain recently.

"Rejected again? How many saints have you rejected?"

Xuan Heihu asked.

Bi Xiao came out from the side, looked at Xuan Hei Hu very proudly, and praised: "Almost all saints have been rejected by my brother-in-law."

Her expression was full of admiration for Zhao Lin.

Saints dare to refuse?And almost all saints rejected it all over the place?
Who is he?

Xuan Heihu looked at Zhao Lang.

A look of disbelief.

"I was able to reject them because of the protection of this place, which he couldn't break through, so I had no choice but to leave. You'd better not leave Buzhou Mountain in the future, or if someone catches and threatens me, I won't come out to rescue you."

He looked at Bi Xiao who was pouted.

"And you."

"Got brother."

Zhao Lang smiled wryly, if Sanxiao was arrested, he really wasn't sure if he would come out...

"Okay, let's all go back to retreat!"

With a wave of his right hand, San Xiao and the others were moved out of Pangu Immortal Cave.

After they started to retreat, Zhao Lang opened his left hand, which contained two Chaos Pills.

Although he was very happy, Zhao Lang didn't dare to directly refine Chaos Pill after experiencing the lesson from last time.

He didn't want Hongjun or Laozi to come here again.

Putting it away, Zhao Lang is going to save up more, and it is best to save up to the peak of Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian, and all of them will be able to break through the Taoist saint in one fell swoop.

At that time, it was too late for Hongjun to stop him.

Thinking in his heart, Zhao Lang continued to sit cross-legged and practice with his eyes closed.

And Xuanheihu no longer wandered around in Buzhou Mountain, but turned into its original form, an extremely ferocious black tiger, leaning over the cave...

On Lingshan.

Zhunti was very angry.

Angrier than last time.

He didn't show up last time, so it's nothing more than adding some gossip to him.

But this time, in front of Hong Huang common people, Zhao Lang refused him, in his opinion, he didn't give him any face.

Saints are immortal, and there is only one word to fight for: face.

He glanced at the expressionless reception in front of him, and he was anxious.

"This person really doesn't take me seriously. I am a dignified saint, but I don't even show up?"

Jieyin didn't speak, and seemed to be thinking about something.

"Brother, it looks like I'm going to lure him here."

Nodding his head, Jieyin still didn't speak.

Afterwards, Zhunti left and came to the foot of Lingshan Mountain, and the magic power gushed out instantly, making the originally bright Foshan even more shining.

A moment later, a multicolored glow came from the sky.

"Kong Xuan, do you want revenge?"

Zhunti smiled lightly.

(End of this chapter)