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

Chapter 467 Yang Jian's Change

In a volcano, a figure sat cross-legged inside the volcano, surrounded by fiery flames, and flowing red magma, it seems that this person did not have much influence on him, but was continuously absorbed by him.

This person is dressed in a moon-white robe, with divine eyes on his forehead. With such a special appearance, and the strength of a saint, there is no one else except Yang Jian.

It's not long since we parted with Ziwei, and now Yang Jian's cultivation has gradually stabilized.

"The way of heaven is hard to see clearly, I don't know what the future will be..."

Yang Jian murmured, and ended his training. Regarding the unknown future, Yang Jian was actually not that worried. On the contrary, he had some hope that a stronger opponent would emerge.

But what Yang Jian occasionally saw in the eyes of the gods was an endless battlefield of slaughter, and the wilderness was reduced to ashes...

Yang Jian didn't want such a battle to happen. He would rather not improve himself than put the whole Great Desolation in danger.

Now what Yang Jian is most worried about is Master Zhao Lang, although Master has become the Master of Dao Palace, it can be said that the honor is infinite for a while, and no one can compare.

However, the mountains are high, the wind is cold, and the status is too high, which is often not a good thing. Even if Zhao Lang can get used to the position of the Supreme Master suddenly, I'm afraid...

"What are you thinking!"

A voice sounded, and the familiar voice shocked Yang Jian. Master, it was actually Master.

Before he had time to salute, Yang Jian, who was still sitting cross-legged, was held down by Zhao Lang's shoulders, sending a gray light into his body.

This is a ray of power at the core of the chaotic world, Zhao Lang can't quickly understand it, Yang Jian is born with divine eyes, and is very close to the way of heaven, maybe he can gain something.

"This is a great opportunity. When you reach the level of the Six Sages, you don't need to salute, just sit down!"

Zhao Lang signaled Yang Jian not to move, the two sat facing each other, it was a long time ago, after Yang Jian was strong enough, Zhao Lang asked Yang Jian to practice on his own.

But at this time, Zhao Lang was already not at ease, and let Yang Jian practice alone. However, if he gave Yang Jian another chance, Zhao Lang was not sure whether his vision was accurate.

"Thank you, Master!" Yang Jian said gratefully, and was not in a hurry to check what he had gained. When facing Zhao Lang, Yang Jian always didn't like to think by himself, everything was arranged by Zhao Lang.

"You are going to Chaos next, or continue to stay here to practice!"

Zhao Lang came here specifically to ask this question. Many disciples of Zhou Shanzong went to the Chaos Realm under Zhao Lang's arrangement.

Regarding Yang Jian, Zhao Lang didn't want to force Yang Jian, because the strength of a saint is enough to fight in the prehistoric world.

If Yang Jian wants to be safe, then it is best to practice in the chaotic world. If he wants to improve quickly, it is naturally more suitable in the prehistoric.

"Master, I..." Yang Jian wanted to say something, but he didn't know where to start.

In fact, Yang Jian himself has some cultivation plans, but now, he doesn't know what effect his plans will have at all.

When facing Zhao Lang, Yang Jian couldn't even express his own thoughts, let alone make other actions.

Zhao Lang shook his head, indicating what Yang Jian wanted to say.

Yang Jian gritted his teeth: "Master, I saw Hong Huang's corpses strewn all over the field, endless strong men descending on Hong Huang, I want to stay here!"

This was the first decision Yang Jian made in front of Zhao Lang. When Zhao Lang heard this, he didn't express his opinion directly, but fell into deep thought.

Yang Jian still knows some things, Zhao Lang wants to give Yang Jian a safety, but Yang Jian has his own choice.

"Yes, staying here is also a kind of practice." Zhao Lang looked at Yang Jian approvingly. This kind of praise made Yang Jian extremely happy. Yang Jian, who wanted to be praised by the master, finally got his wish.

It's just that Zhao Lang's idea of ​​wanting Yang Jian to enter chaos is useless.

"System detection, Yang Jian's magic weapon needs to be tempered. Option [-], help Yang Jian temper the magic weapon, which can increase Yang Jian's divine eye ability, and increase the expansion range of the host's spiritual consciousness by three times!
Option [-], persuade Yang Jian to return to the Chaos Realm to practice with emotion and reason, and help Yang Jian to deduce the Jiuzhuan Yuangong, and the host will get an ancient god-level elixir Nirvana Pill! "

The choice given by the system, Zhao Lang does not need to choose at all, but it is just to remind Zhao Lang that Yang Jian's strength has been improved, but other things are still a little behind.

If Yang Jian leaves with Zhao Lang, Zhao Lang can help Yang Jian at any time, there is no need to rush, but if Yang Jian stays here all the time, Zhao Lang will help Yang Jian in advance.

"By the way, Master, I can now use my divine eyes to see some fragments of the future, inside the Grand Dao Palace..."

When Yang Jian said this, Zhao Lang attracted his spiritual power and sealed Yang Jian's words.

"The future is unpredictable. God's eyes can no longer spy on it. Right and wrong have a cause and effect. It cannot be changed by one person. God's eyes can be used to fight and kill the enemy, but it is too early to use other functions!"

Zhao Lang said quite sternly, such a sentence immediately made Yang Jian break out in cold sweat, no wonder he felt that something was wrong when he was promoted recently, and there was always a feeling that he could be promoted by a little bit.

However, a little bit of insight is always impossible to obtain. The reason, apart from Yang Jian's just promotion, is that a large part of the reason is that he uses too much divine eyes.

"Master's words, Yang Jian will keep in mind!"

Yang Jian hurriedly said this, naturally he knew exactly what Zhao Lang meant.

If you can't even see these clearly, the current Yang Jian doesn't need to practice again.

Zhao Lang knew that Yang Jian was doing it for his own good now, otherwise he wouldn't have spent so much time using God's Eye.

However, the stronger the person who uses the divine eye to spy, the more obvious the backlash against the monk himself. If Zhao Lang's strength is stronger, and Yang Jian mobilizes the divine eye again, the consequences will be disastrous.

"By the way, release your three-pointed and two-edged spear, I will help you continue to refine it as a teacher, and I will show you your skills!"

When Zhao Lang said this, Yang Jian also forgot what Zhao Lang said just now, and excitedly took out the three-pointed two-edged gun. As for his own skills, he asked Zhao Lang to check without reservation.

Facing such a frank Yang Jian, Zhao Lang also felt emotional, but there are really not many such disciples.

Before he had time to think about it, Zhao Lang glanced at the frightening three-pointed double-edged gun that was shining sharply, and casually rolled up the core flame here to melt the gun.

Remove most of the impurities, and then give it to Yang Jian, so that Yang Jian can make his own choice on the natal treasure above the saint.

As for Yang Jian's exercises, Zhao Lang didn't find too many problems after reading it.

God's eyes paired with the ever-changing Nine-Zhuan Yuan Gong is an excellent match in itself. The God's eyes can spy on the defects of all things, and the continuous improvement of Nine-Zhuan Yuan Gong is also expected by Zhao Lang.

Yang Jian sat cross-legged on the side, listening to the master's explanation on cultivation, and looked at the three-pointed two-edged gun being forged from time to time, feeling extremely relieved.

(End of this chapter)