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

Chapter 337

Ancestor Minghe looked at the Naihe Bridge in front of him. At this time, there were two figures on it. One was the empress of the underworld. On one side is the sage of Zhoushan, Zhao Gongming!
But seeing Zhao Lang swinging out with one hand, the huge spiritual power turned into a palm, the power of just one palm!

The chaotic rift dissipated into the smoke and disappeared!

"What's the situation... what kind of cultivation is this..."

Patriarch Styx was shocked when he saw Zhao Lang's careless palm just now.

Even if he knew Zhao Gongming's current cultivation level, he might have no opponent in the prehistoric world.

But every time he witnessed this powerful spiritual power, he still felt the feeling of shocking his soul.

Zhao Lang also noticed him, but he didn't care about him.

At this moment, he pointed a finger, and a spiritual power caught the back soil that fell in midair like a kite with a broken string.

In fact, very few people have seen the real body of Empress Houtu, and she still appears in the image of Po Meng in most cases.

Didn't expect the real body to have such a face?

If they knew that Empress Houtu was so beautiful, she would overwhelm the country and the city, I am afraid that many people would not refuse the bowl of soup from Po Meng again, right?

Zhao Lang used his spiritual power to catch Houtu who fell from mid-air, with a calm expression.

With a sweep of his divine sense, the former's spiritual power was already very weak.

It seems that it almost merged into chaos.

Unexpectedly, the Six Realms of Reincarnation in Houtu has become one of the three thousand laws.

This is something Zhao Lang never thought of.

He always thought that he was the only sage in the prehistoric world. Looking at it this way, it turned out that Houtu was also the same, but no one else or herself knew it.

But Houtu's spiritual power is almost exhausted at this time, if he doesn't recover quickly, his spiritual root may be damaged.

Thinking of this, Zhao Lang didn't care about anything else.

At this time, Houtu was already in a coma, and he could only bring the latter back to the secret realm of the Great Dao.

Take one step.

The spiritual power of the law emerges.

Zhao Lang traveled across the vast expanse and came directly to the Palace of Chaos.

Putting Houtu in front of a futon in the side hall, Zhao Lang began to look for a suitable elixir.

"Two should be about the same."

Looking at the two purple pills in his hand, Zhao Lang nodded.

This is the elixir that I refined to prevent the failure of the power of fusion law.

It turned out to be useless all the time, but it should be of great help to restore the missing spiritual power.

The two pills were suspended on the fingertips, and Zhao Lang exerted his spiritual power slightly.

With a sound of "Puff!", the elixir cracked and turned into powder, and passed into Houtu's mouth along with Zhao Lang's spiritual energy.

Houtu who has left the six realms of reincarnation has only the strength of a quasi-sage.

But even so, the body responded quickly.

She was trembling slightly at this moment, and a few drops of water oozed from her forehead.

Zhao Lang helped her run her spiritual power and repair the damaged veins.

Because joining the Tao is a very difficult thing, in the thousands of worlds, I am afraid that only Zhao Lang can easily integrate the laws of the Tao.

But it doesn't come naturally.

Zhao Lang was almost swallowed when he first fused the laws of thunder and wind.

I know the horror of He Dao and Fusion Dao.

One thing that puzzled Zhao Lang was.

Why does the earth have to combine the six paths?
Why is there a vision of chaos in the prehistoric mansion?
He stared at the woman in front of him, the spiritual power in his hand was never broken.

This state lasted for about a few days.

Finally on this day.

Houtu's complexion gradually recovered, and he looked much better.

Zhao Lang then withdrew his hand and stopped transmitting spiritual power.

Houtu slowly opened his eyes.

"Zhao Gongming?"

"why you?"

She was a little puzzled, and slowly stood up, scanning around.

"This is not the underworld."

After discovering that the spiritual resonance of the surroundings was different from that of her own body, Houtu quickly reacted.

"This is where?"

Zhao Lang smiled wryly.

"Saved your life, why don't you thank me first?"

saved my life?
Hou Tuye frowned, and asked a little puzzled.

"When did you save my life? I'm going to combine the six realms of reincarnation, by the way... I remember!"

It seemed that he suddenly remembered something, and Hou Tu's tone suddenly darkened a lot.

"I'm joining the Dao, why did you interrupt me? It almost caused me to break my spiritual root and damage my Dao!"

There was some vigilance and anger in the eyes she looked at Zhao Lang.

Hearing this, Zhao Lang shook his head and laughed.

Don't know good people?

He said lightly.

"Do you think you are combining the six realms?"

Hou Tu was a little puzzled, Liu Mei frowned, and asked, "What do you mean by that?"

She originally wanted to combine the six realms of reincarnation, so she might be able to regain some control over the underworld.

But after it started, she found that everything was involuntary, and she even lost consciousness.

So her combination of the six realms of reincarnation itself was a mistake.

Zhao Lang smiled lightly.

He asked: "You still want to get ahead of Hongjun, isn't it easy?"

Houtu snorted disdainfully.

"Isn't that also discovered and interrupted by you?"

Zhao Lang nodded in disbelief.

"Do you think Hongjun can't detect things that I can detect? Don't other saints notice?"

After asking this question, Houtu frowned again.

"What do you mean by that? I agree with the Six Paths I developed, why do other saints need to agree?"

"Furthermore, even if they all find out, you are the only one mixing and disturbing me, right?"

Zhao Lang didn't answer, just smiled.

Even Houtu himself reacted.

That's right, why is it that only Zhao Gongming came here when all the other saints could detect it?

With his current state, even if I join the Dao...

Probably not his opponent either.

In contrast, the Western Sect and the Heavenly Court should be very afraid, why didn't they take action?
Is there some conspiracy?
She looked at Zhao Lang, and her tone was much calmer: "Then tell me, why didn't the other saints take action?"

Zhao Lang randomly found a futon and sat on it.

"It's not that you fit the Dao, but the Dao fits you."

Do... suit me?
The more Hou Tu listened, the more confused she became. These things were beyond her comprehension.

"You think that the six reincarnations are your own way, but all the great ways that appear in the primordial, chaotic, and prehistoric will be integrated into the three thousand laws of the great way. Of course, the three thousand laws are not only three thousand, maybe tens of thousands, maybe only a few hundred, after all How many there are, I am afraid no one will know, your six reincarnations are already one of them, if you agree with the way, you will no longer be you."

Zhao Lang said these words leisurely, but his face changed drastically after hearing this.

"I am not me?"

She still wondered if she could improve her cultivation level after joining the Dao, but if she wasn't even her anymore, what's the point?
"How did you know?"

She couldn't believe it, and asked again.

Zhao Lang didn't answer, but slowly took out something.

Dao Yu Jian!

I saw him caressing it with one hand, and then slowly lifted it up, summoning boundless spiritual power!
The jade slips of the Great Dao were slowly rolled out, and hundreds of laws were recorded on them, densely packed!
In addition, each law evokes a touch of chaotic spiritual power to linger around, which is very mysterious!
Hou Tu is confused, what is this?
She has never seen it before, and the laws recorded on it vaguely match her Six Paths...

Are these all Zhao Gongming's avenues!
Could it be that he is really joining the Dao?

Has the Six Paths created by oneself really been included in the Three Thousand Paths?

Houtu had only heard the term "Three Thousand Great Dao", but she didn't think they really existed, Zhao Lang broke her idea.

The radiance of the Daoyu slip disappeared, and Zhao Lang put it away.

"You have so many?"

Houtu couldn't believe it, his beautiful eyes widened, and he stared at him and asked.

Zhao Lang waved his hand.

"It does not matter."

"The important thing is that you can draw out the power of chaos. It stands to reason that although you are not a sage of heaven, you gain merit by opening up the six paths, which is also inseparable from the prehistoric world. But your six paths belong to one of the great ways, and are not controlled by the way of heaven. , which is why your underworld will never be disturbed by things in the prehistoric world."

"You created a law of the road!"

In the end, Zhao Lang finally said the most crucial point, to the point.

The law of the road?

This word is very familiar to Zhao Lang, but to Hou Tu, it may be the first time she has heard it in countless thousands of years.

"Avenue... law..."

"If I don't stop you, you will return to chaos now and merge into the law, then you will no longer have a self, not even a mind."

Zhao Lang continued.

Hou Tu was silent, she didn't know how to answer.

Zhao Lang continued.

"You think that the six reincarnations are the way to save your life, but one day, either you will be merged by the six reincarnations, and the six reincarnations will swallow you, or you can only sit and wait to die, watching the heavens and the Western religion carve up the underworld."

This sentence can be said to directly speak of Houtu's weakness.

This is exactly where she is tangled in her heart but unable to do anything.

If you want to improve your strength, you will always get stuck in one place, because you are already a saint after all.

But after leaving the underworld, she is just a quasi-sage, an ancestor witch.

In the prehistoric world, there is no place that can accommodate her existence.

"What do you mean?"

Houtu realized that there was something in Zhao Lang's words, and continued to ask.

"Ding! It is detected that Houtu needs help, and the host can choose."

"One, don't care about it, let Houtu fit into the six realms, and you can take advantage of the emptiness to enter the underworld and gain control of the underworld."

"Second, help Houtu, let Houtu become a subordinate of the host, and gain Houtu's trust."

Look at this selection.

Zhao Lang smiled leisurely and made a decision.

"I can help you, but you have to give up the six reincarnations. Of course, it doesn't mean you give up completely. It just gives you more opportunities to improve, but you have to start from scratch."

promote?

Hearing this sentence, Hou Tu's heart trembled.

It was exactly what she dreamed of.

Slightly startled.

Is there such a good thing?

Houtu frowned, and asked lightly, "Why should I trust you?"

She is still cautious, after all, there is not much cause and effect between Zhao Lang and her.

To say it was purely kind would be a bit of a lie.

Zhao Lang frowned.

She is worthy of being a Queen Mother, with a meticulous mind.

However, what Zhao Lang said next shocked Houtu!
(End of this chapter)