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

Chapter 422

"The ancient gods are stronger than saints."

Zhao Lang then explained to him.

"Now the Dao of Heaven controls the Great Desolation, and I can control the Dao of Heaven."

Hearing what Zhao Lang said, Master Tongtian understood.

Even if Hongjun is in harmony, he is not as strong as Zhao Gongming today, isn't that what it means?

"Then you are so strong now, what do you want to pursue? Luck, merit, or unification of the prehistoric?"

Hearing what he said, Zhao Lang laughed again.

"Tongtian, you still need to continue to practice and cultivate your xinxing."

Hearing this, Master Tongtian waved his hands disapprovingly.

"Just tell me what you have, isn't what I'm talking about everyone's pursuit of becoming stronger?"

Zhao Lang nodded.

"Yes, it is indeed the pursuit of most people, but for me, not to mention luck and merit, even if the whole prehistoric world is handed over to me, I will dismiss it."

"This kind of strength surpasses the sage and the prehistoric. Let me ask you, Tongtian, what is your original intention of practicing?"

"Could it be that the purpose of your cultivation is not to be able to be at ease?"

"If you want to be a truly free person, you must have the strongest strength, otherwise there will be danger at any time. How about freedom?"

"Besides, cultivation doesn't happen overnight. Even though I have reached this level now, do you see that I am so proud? I am different, so I should sit in Buzhou Mountain and continue to practice?"

What Zhao Lang said to Tongtian Cult Master was speechless, and indeed everything the other party said made sense.

There is only one way to become stronger, and that is to practice. What is said about competing for luck and merit, those are heresy, after all, they are saints who want to opportunistic.

But looking at Zhao Lang again, he has been cultivating steadily in Buzhou Mountain, which is why his starting point is so much higher than him, but he is gradually surpassed by the latter, and he has been standing still!

It is true that gaining luck and merit is better than ten thousand years of hard work, but what about the subsequent risks?How much responsibility do you have to bear?
After laying everything out in front of your eyes and studying carefully, you may find that the so-called luck and merit are actually just the reasons they find for themselves, not the reason for not wanting to practice hard.

Indeed, Master Tongtian had always looked down on Zhao Gongming before, thinking that his current cultivation base had reached one of the best realms in the prehistoric world, but why did he keep taking actions to make a deed, instead staying in Buzhou Mountain, cowering like before Shrinking, now it seems that he is really wrong.

Thinking of this, Master Tongtian sighed, then he looked at Zhao Lang and said with some disappointment.

"It seems that my road to cultivation is still long! Now that the general trend of cutting off religion in the prehistoric period is over, I don't plan to intervene in any prehistoric affairs anymore. Buzhou Mountain is not very suitable for me. I'd better go back to my Donghai Biyou Let’s practice in seclusion in the palace, just like you.”

Hearing what Master Tongtian said, Zhao Lang naturally wouldn't stop him.

What the latter wants to do is his choice, and Zhao Lang has no right to interfere.

Master Tongtian returned to his East Sea Biyou Palace, while Zhao Lang continued to sit cross-legged in the pavilion in the peach forest, closing his eyes and meditating.

However, on this day, an old friend suddenly came to him.

Ancestor Red Cloud.

It has been unknown how many years have passed since the latter left Buzhou Mountain last time. During this time, he seemed to have evaporated from the world, and he was nowhere to be found.

of course.

It was also because Zhao Lang didn't really work hard to find him.

If Zhao Lang wanted to, he only needed to sweep out his divine sense to find the location of Patriarch Hongyun.

The greatness of the prehistoric world can be reached with one thought.

After seeing Patriarch Hongyun appearing in the secret realm of the Great Dao, Zhao Lang still swept out his divine sense first, sweeping around his body and the surrounding world.

It's not because he doesn't believe in Patriarch Hongyun, but because the current situation is indeed not optimistic for him, and he needs to be careful everywhere.

If something like the Yin-Yang Demon God came out from under Buzhou Mountain happened again, I am afraid that all the disciples of Zhoushan Sect will lose their Taoism.

After all, no one wants to live in the shadows all day long.

After scanning Patriarch Hongyun's body up and down, Zhao Lang then moved it outside the gazebo.

Seeing that Zhao Lang let him in so slowly, Patriarch Hongyun said angrily.

"I thought you didn't want me in!"

Hearing his words, Zhao Lang smiled wryly and waved his hands.

"What are you doing here?"

He asked directly.

According to Hongyun Patriarch's character, if the latter was only because of some trivial matter, he would never come to Zhao Lang in person.

There must be something big.

Hearing Zhao Lang's question, Patriarch Hongyun sighed, then stepped up to the gazebo, and drank the cup of tea that had been transformed in front of him in one gulp.

"I came here to ask you, what are you going to do?"

Patriarch Hongyun finally asked.

Zhao Lang was a little puzzled by the sudden rhetorical question instead of an answer.

He raised his eyebrows and looked at Patriarch Hongyun.

"What do you mean?"

Hearing that Zhao Lang didn't seem to know what he was talking about, Patriarch Hongyun was a little surprised, he looked at Zhao Lang and said in surprise.

"You do not know?"

Zhao Lang nodded.

"I can't possibly know everything."

Patriarch Hongyun smiled wryly, "Then you are finished!"

"How do you say this? Is it over?"

Zhao Lang looked at Hong Yun suspiciously and asked.

"Don't you know that the five sages are going to join forces to attack Buzhou Mountain?"

Can the five saints work together to attack Zhoushan?
Zhao Lang had thought of this matter.

But is it so fast?

Zhao Lang looked at Patriarch Hongyun and asked calmly.

"Where did you hear that?"

Patriarch Hongyun frowned after hearing this.

"Where did you hear that? Now in the prehistoric world, all cultivators know about it, but you, Zhou Shan, don't know about it?"

"Yuanshi Tianzun and the two sages of the Western Sect jointly issued a challenge to Mount Buzhou, saying that the karma of conferred gods has not been completely filled. Only by eradicating the aliens of the Zhoushan sect of Mount Buzhou can we obtain peace in the wilderness."

"Nowadays, all cultivators in the prehistoric world have been persuaded by them, and they are all ready to attack Buzhou Mountain with the two saint sects at any time. Zhao Gongming, you should quickly think of a countermeasure!"

After the ancestor Hongyun finished speaking, he continued to drink tea with a frowning expression.

Zhao Lang frowned slightly.

Didn't expect Yuanshi Tianzun to walk away from the fact that his disciple had apostasy so quickly, and turn his head to deal with him?
This really surprised Zhao Lang.

But Zhao Lang was just an accident, but he wasn't too worried.

The sages of the two heavenly ways attacked Buzhou Mountain under the banner of the heavenly way to eliminate dissidents.

But the strength of their two sects is not worth mentioning.

Zhao Lang now has a Dao Palace in his heart.

Facing the two aspects of Western teaching and interpreting teaching, he really has no interest.

Even if they come, as long as the disciples of Zhoushan Sect do not leave Buzhou Mountain, they will not be in any danger.

However, just as he was thinking this way, he heard a commotion outside the peach forest.

Zhao Lang's spiritual thoughts swept out, and the next moment he frowned slightly.

The thing I was most worried about still happened.

Some disciples of Zhoushan Sect were disobedient and left Buzhoushan.

As a result, he was stopped by the disciples of Western teachings and interpretations.

Now in a desperate situation, I am afraid that he will be encircled and suppressed soon.

Zhao Lang was very helpless, he had clearly issued an order not to let Zhou Shanzong's disciples leave the Dao Secret Realm, why did some people still disobey the order and leave?

But no matter what, this is also his disciple!
Thinking of this, Zhao Lang sighed, and then left Ancestor Hongyun who was still drinking tea at the side, exerted his spiritual power, and came directly outside the gate of Buzhou Mountain.

This person is quite pitiful, he was just patrolling around Buzhou Mountain, but he came across a strange looking beast, and wanted to catch it and take a good look at it.

But by coincidence, as soon as I left the secret realm of the Great Dao, a group of Western Buddhas rushed up and directly controlled them.

Although Zhou Shanzong's disciples are not low-level, but the other side has a lot of people, and they are Buddhas and Taoists.

All kinds of spells can't stand it.

This group of people surrounded Zhou Shanzong's disciple, and used their spiritual power to control this disciple, just like encircling and suppressing a wild beast.

The spiritual restraint of dozens of people around was enough to make this disciple of Zhou Shanzong immobilized and in great pain.

"This benefactor, it is better not to continue to struggle. In this life, you have found the wrong master and worshiped under the Zhoushan sect. This is your destiny. This poor monk will save you so that you can reincarnate as soon as possible! Good! Good!"

One of the Buddhas came out and said to the disciples of Zhoushan sect who were immobilized by the Dharma.

Even if the latter is restrained by mana now, he doesn't feel subdued at all.

"You guys, do you know where this place is? Bu Zhoushan dared to come here to act wildly. Could it be that you are impatient?"

Hearing what the disciple said, the mana in everyone's hands became a bit deeper.

"If our master finds out, you can't afford it!"

Zhou Shanzong's disciple gritted his teeth tightly, and the corner of his mouth had already started to ooze blood.

After all, he was a bit overwhelmed by the pressure of so many practitioners.

Hearing what he said, several people on the other side said lightly.

"Master? Do your masters dare to come out?"

"Nowadays, Zhou Shanzong is like a rat crossing the street in the prehistoric world, and everyone can punish him!"

"I'm afraid your master has long been hiding inside and dare not come out of the mountain!"...

They kept laughing at the disciple of Zhou Shanzong, and immediately after that, they directly wanted to use their magic power to suppress and kill him.

However, at this moment, a voice sounded.

This voice was as pleasant as a wind chime, but it inadvertently revealed a strong killing intent!
"It's really daring, and you are worthy of talking about the saint master like this?"

As soon as the voice fell, Zhang Ling slowly descended into the world here.

At this time, her childishness has faded away. Compared with Cheng Tang, Zhang Ling now has a more mature posture.

Everyone frowned, they must have seen this one before them.

Even if you haven't seen it, you've heard it.

Zhao Lang's direct disciple, his cultivation and strength are at the peak of quasi-sages.

Although she looks like a very delicate woman, her methods of fighting are very powerful.

Although Zhang Ling came here, those people did not just let the Zhou Shanzong disciple go, but continued to threaten him.

"If you dare to do it, we will let him die!"

Hearing this, Zhang Ling was a little impatient.

She called out the long spear in her hand, and the crystal spear advanced from the Rahu God Killing Spear passed in front of her and landed in her hand. She held it with her slender fingers and slowly lifted it up.

"If you don't want to die too badly, put him down quickly and get out."

Zhang Ling said coldly.

But the other party didn't seem to be ready to let him go, seeing that Zhang Ling didn't make a direct move, but smiled even more proudly.

"You can let him go, unless you blew your spirit root."

Hearing this, Zhang Lingliu frowned, and the spiritual power in his body exploded, revealing the quasi-sage aura.

"What are you doing? One more step and we'll kill him!"

Seeing Zhang Linglian moving slightly towards them, those people frowned and said aloud.

"You can try and see if you kill him first, or I let you turn into fly ash first."

Zhang Ling said indifferently.

Hearing this, the Buddhas and Taoists became a little nervous.

The most powerful of them are the true immortals and the mysterious immortals, among which there are only one or two golden immortals.

If the quasi-sage on the other side really wanted to, I'm afraid they really had no way to deal with it.

Thinking of this, one of the group looked at the guy in the lead.

But I saw the Buddha giving a Buddha ceremony.

"Good! Good! The benefactor is so pressing, it's no wonder we are."

After finishing speaking, he directly threw a jade pendant that he took out at some point in his hand to the ground.

The jade pendant shattered, and a wave of spiritual power gushed out of it.

Seeing this, Zhang Ling was stunned, and then hurriedly used spiritual power to protect the body, but in the fluctuation of spiritual power, there was a faint spell that could take people's hearts away.

A moment later, this spiritual power directly refined Zhang Ling into its original form, a Yin Lingzhu.

However, in the next second, a saint's spiritual power came out from Buzhou Mountain.

Everyone outside the Dao Mi was shocked.

Don't think about it, the spiritual fluctuations of the saint's departure will be like this!
Zhao Gongming must have discovered it!
Thinking of this, they hurriedly used their mana to leave, but before leaving, they did not forget to kill the disciple of Zhou Shanzong.

After several spiritual powers poured in, the disciple and grandson of Zhou Shanzong died instantly.

However, just as they were about to flee through the clouds, they heard a voice from behind.

"Where are you going?"

(End of this chapter)