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

Chapter 445 Mo Wen
Hearing what he said, Zhao Lang just smiled lightly.

It is true that the improvement is too fast. If it is not because of the auras rewarded by the system, I am afraid that Zhao Lang would not be able to improve so fast.

Although it is said that the improvement is very fast, Zhao Lang is a little uneasy in his heart.

because.

too fast!
Even he thought it was fast.

This speed of improvement made Zhao Lang doubt whether he had really reached this level.

However, at this moment, a systematic option appeared before Zhao Lang's eyes.

"Ding! It is detected that the host is confused, and the mission can be selected."

"One, go out of the mountain immediately, and use your own strength to crush Hong Huang, and you can gain control of Hong Huang."

"Second, retreat for 5 years, consolidate your cultivation, and you can obtain the aura of grandmist."

Zhao Lang didn't even think about it, he just made a choice.

Because of his current strength, he has become the number one in the wild.

But Zhao Lang's eyes were not on this small prehistoric place.

But farther!

Thinking of this, he immediately sat cross-legged, and began to retreat in this pavilion.

5 years is very short for a cultivator, but it is very long for other creatures in the prehistoric world!
It can be said that it is almost a blink of an eye, and 5 years have passed.

However, in a dilapidated temple in the prehistoric mainland of China.

A woman is sitting cross-legged.

There was a flash of spiritual light in her eyes, and a red veil was covering her body. With the surge of spiritual power, the surrounding air became scorching hot!

Yuan Feng!

At this time, Yuanfeng didn't look like a person without spiritual power at all.

On the contrary, her spiritual power seemed to have almost reached the former level.

Ever since she disappeared with Zhou Zhan, Yuan Feng knew in his heart that Zhou Zhan's identity had already been known to Zhao Lang, and the latter must have thought that he had the same special status as that Zhou Zhan.

She sighed.

Lower your spiritual power.

However, at this moment, an old man outside the temple slowly walked into it. He was dressed in plain clothes, with his hands behind his back, looking aloof and refined.

His attire is incompatible with the people in the prehistoric world, but he is somewhat similar to You Chen and Fei Yun.

"Very well, it's only been tens of thousands of years, and your cultivation has recovered."

"As expected of a person with great luck, you are the body of a phoenix, and you have countless luck added to your body. How do you feel when you come to the prehistoric world to bring back your luck?"

The old man stroked his beard and smiled lightly.

Yuanfeng is actually the Yuanfeng in the prehistoric times.

It's just that after the first robbery of the Dragon and Han Dynasty, Yuanfeng died, and was ordered by Taoist Yangmei to take her back to the Dao Palace. The Chaos Dao Palace gave her a second life, but made her forget everything about the prehistoric times.

But ever since Zhou Zhan forced him to play with Zhao Lang, Yuanfeng began to show signs of resistance.

No longer obey the arrangement of the Avenue Palace.

Therefore, they had no choice but to lock him in the prison of the Dao Palace.

This is why Zhao Lang went to rescue Yuanfeng before.

But this is also within Zhou Zhan's expectation.

Yuanfeng met this old man on the day he fled.

At that time, the old man looked like an ordinary old man who couldn't be more ordinary.

However, he can completely hide Yuanfeng's breath!
And Zhao Lang couldn't find the latter.

What does this mean?
He is not an ordinary person, nor is he from the world of prehistoric and chaotic world!
But like You Chen and the others, they came from Hongmeng Avenue Palace!
"Now that I've almost recovered my cultivation, I still have to thank you. If it wasn't for your help, I'm afraid I'll be a useless person for the rest of my life."

Yuanfeng stood up, bowed deeply and said.

"It's just a little effort, but don't forget, there is still a deal between the two of us!"

The old man stroked his white beard while laughing, quite leisurely.

It seemed that a Hunyuan Da Luo Jinxian was in front of him, posing no threat at all.

Hearing this sentence, Yuanfeng frowned slightly.

But indeed, she agreed to a request of the latter, and the latter helped her recover her cultivation.

Even if Yuanfeng could return to Nabuzhou Mountain at this time, he had to repay his favor first.

Otherwise, with the other party's cultivation base, I'm afraid it would be very easy to go back and withdraw his grace.

Thinking of this, Yuanfeng got off the futon in two steps, came in front of the old man, and bowed flutteringly.

"Disciple Yuanfeng, pay respects to Master."

The old man stroked his beard and smiled.

"Hahahaha! Okay! I haven't accepted a disciple for about [-] million years. In the future, you will follow me and teach you well as a teacher. When everything is ready for the teacher, I will recommend you to be the master of the prehistoric world. At that time, You don't have to be afraid of him that week!"

The old man laughed while talking, looking very proud.

If Zhao Lang heard this sentence, he probably wouldn't believe it.

Just such an old man?

Not afraid of the evil Xingxing Zun?
Kind of ridiculous.

Yuanfeng was also a little helpless, but after all, she had already apprenticed at this time, so she still asked very respectfully.

"The disciple still doesn't know who the master is?"

Hearing this, the old man laughed out loud.

"Where is the sacred place?"

"That's a good word."

"I don't know who I am, but I was the master of the left hall of Hongmeng Avenue Palace some time ago!"

Hearing this, Yuan Feng looked puzzled.

The lord of the left hall?
After all, she has never seen that part of Zhou Zhan's memory, so naturally she doesn't know it.

If it were Zhao Lang, he would be able to react immediately!
This is the person who let those golden-robed men cut off Taoist Tu Yuan's tongue in the main hall, and knocked Zhou Zhan down on the throne with one blow!
At that time, his strength was already terrifying!
One can imagine, what will happen at this time?
Yuanfeng worshiped the master, and later learned the name of the master, Mo Wen!
At this time, it is not in the mountains.

Zhao Lang slowly opened his eyes, he was awakened by the notification sound of the system reward.

It has been closed before.

It must have been 5 years.

5 years is neither long nor short, and what makes him even more puzzled is that none of the other saint sects came to him again.

That's the best way, so as not to distract him during his cultivation.

The background of the ancient gods of the second realm has been stabilized in these 5 years.

Now Zhao Lang's strength may have been about the same as You Chen's, or even a little bit stronger.

Because Zhao Lang has many laws.

However, when he was silent, he heard a voice from the Chaos Palace.

It seemed to be noisy.

Some doubts, Zhao Lang raised his brows, then slowly got up, stepped out into the treasure hall.

Inside the hall.

All the disciples were chattering about something.

"What? Don't you know that no one can leave the secret realm of the Dao?"

"Then he has to go out, what should I do if I can't stop him?"

"Me too, I can't control it at all..."

"It's not that you don't care about those disciples at all, so they left!"

"What do you call that, Zhang Ling, it's too much!"...

Above the Primal Chaos Hall, all the direct disciples of Zhao Lang were arguing endlessly in the hall.

They stood in the hall, blushing because of one incident.

Qian Jia is still refining alchemy in the side hall, as if nothing can disturb her.

This time it seemed that the disciples and grandchildren of Zhoushan Sect gradually started to descend the mountain.

Because they went down the mountain once before, most of them returned to the mortal life at that time. Since they were recalled to the mountain by Zhao Lang before the Great Tribulation of Conferred Gods, after so many years there was no abnormal phenomenon, and they were ready to go down the mountain and enter the mortal world.

Zhang Ling was extremely unsupportive. She knew in her heart what she had experienced before going down the mountain, and she didn't want Zhou Shanzong's disciples to encounter such danger.

On the other hand, the Four Sages of Jiulong Island and Kong Xuan believed that there was a great flood and dangers, and it was impossible to have absolute safety. The disciples should go down the mountain as soon as they go down the mountain.

The two sides disagreed, and then the dispute arose.

"It's not the disciples you taught, of course you don't care, those disciples are all taught by me!"

Zhang Ling's pretty face flushed.

If it is said that she is a master of fighting skills, but her words are indeed extremely worthless, and she often says things that make other people unhappy.

Kong Xuan frowned.

"They are all disciples of Zhou Shanzong, so how can we tell who taught them?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the door outside the main hall slowly opened, and Zhao Lang stepped inside.

"what happened?"

Zhao Lang raised his eyebrows and asked.

Everyone salutes in unison.

"Master!"

Waving his hand, Zhao Lang signaled them to get up, and then looked at Zhang Ling.

"Are you in trouble again?"

Zhang Ling was not convinced.

"I do not have."

Then she told the whole story in detail.

Zhao Lang frowned after hearing this.

"what!"

(End of this chapter)