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

Chapter 71: The Road of Wind
"Brother Zhao! Brother Zhao!"

Zhou Zhan entered from outside the tent, quite recklessly.

Even San Xiao couldn't stop him.

"Brother Yi is resting, Brother Zhou..."

Before he finished speaking, Zhou Zhan had already entered, and he was overjoyed to see Zhao Lang standing in front of him.

Zhao Lang told the three girls not to worry, and they left.

Zhou Zhan looked back and forth at Zhao Lang, seeing that the latter was a bit awkward...

"Brother Zhao, I admire you. You can recover so quickly after your spiritual power is exhausted."

Zhou Zhan nodded, expressing his appreciation to Zhao Lang.

He waved his hand and said with a wry smile, "It's just luck."

"You saved the members of our tribe, my father is about to see you."

Immediately afterwards, Zhou Zhan couldn't help but dragged Zhao Lang out.

Although the latter's spiritual power had recovered, he was still in a trance, and was dragged outside by him in a daze.

"Father, this is Zhao Lang and Zhao Gongming."

When they came to Patriarch Zhou, Zhou Zhan seemed to be full of pride in his tone, as if saying, "Look, my friend!"

Patriarch Zhou was startled slightly when he heard this, then stood up with a smile.

"Thank you, if you don't act at the critical moment, I'm afraid our clansmen won't be able to wait for us to come back."

Zhao Lang waved his hand, "Zhou Zhan is my friend, as it should be."

The patriarch Zhou in front of him looked quite kind, with tenacity and magnanimity revealed between his brows.

Zhao Lang has a good sense of it.

"Ding! It is detected that the host has encountered a great saint in the chaotic world, and he can choose."

"One, take action immediately, kill him, and you can get the Dao of Wind."

"Second, make friends with him, let him admire the host, he will be protected by the Zhou clan, and retreat with peace of mind."

Why does the system always tell me to kill everyone I see?

Do I look like a killer?

Zhao Lang gave a wry smile, and chose the second option without a doubt.

If he could get the protection of the Zhou clan, it would be equivalent to having more than ten Dao sages standing in front of Zhao Lang.

In the chaotic world where the strong are like clouds and the dangers are everywhere, it is very good to have a few powerful protections. Anyway, Zhao Lang just wants to practice here. After he reaches the Dao Saint, he can leave here and return to the wild.

The Chaos Realm is too chaotic, in comparison, the Great Desolation is safer.

He wants to be the strongest, just to find peace in the troubled times, but there are always people and troubles coming to him.

Sighing lightly, Zhao Lang looked at Patriarch Zhou and asked.

"What the hell is going on with those big monsters?"

The latter shook his head, "I don't know, but this matter is absolutely inseparable from the Grand Dao Palace."

Zhao Lang had already guessed that Zhou Feng's attire looked very similar to those Chaos Demon Gods that Zhao Lang had seen back then, but what he was sure of was that he was not a Chaos Demon God, otherwise the one standing here talking at this time might be the latter .

That is how the matter?

He was held hostage?Still bewitched?

"I think your strength is not weak, which tribe do you come from?"

Patriarch Zhou suddenly asked with a smile.

Zhou Zhan stood up and said, "Brother Zhao doesn't have a tribe. Before he met me, he had been retreating."

Zhao Lang smiled awkwardly and nodded.

"Well, you and the three you brought will stay here in the future, and we will protect you. There are many saints in the chaos world. Although we are not the strongest tribe, at least we can prevent you from being hurt by those big monsters." .”

Although those ordinary big monsters couldn't hurt Zhao Lang, he still agreed.

"By the way, Zhou Zhan, what about the things I gave you?"

Patriarch Zhou suddenly seemed to remember something, turned around and said to Zhou Zhan.

"Here it is...Father, I don't want to use it."

Hearing this, Patriarch Zhou frowned, "What did you say?"

It seemed that he was a little angry, and Zhao Lang couldn't help thinking of the scene when Xuanyuan educated Shaohao.

Afterwards, watching Zhou Zhan seem to be very tangled, he took out a wooden box and handed it to Patriarch Zhou.

"I don't want to inherit the Dao of Wind, I don't want to be holy!"

When he said this, Patriarch Zhou trembled with anger.

"Nizi! Nizi!"

Zhao Lang was also a little confused.

Don't want to inherit the Dao?Don't want to be holy?
Afterwards, Zhou Zhan's temper was also really straightforward, he stuffed the wooden box into the hands of the patriarch Zhou, and then slipped out, disappearing in the next second.

Patriarch Zhou took a deep breath and looked at Zhao Lang.

"I made you laugh, Nizi is too playful, he just refuses to inherit the Dao Law of our clan, but if he doesn't become a Dao Saint, how can he protect the tribe? Hey..."

Seeing this, Zhao Lang nodded and comforted, "Clan Chief Zhou doesn't need to force too much. Some things will come naturally. If he doesn't want to do this, he must have his own ideas. But, what is this Dao of Wind?"

Patriarch Zhou was taken aback, "Little brother, don't joke, the Law of Wind is one of the thousands of cultivation paths in the Chaos Realm, how could you not know?"

He really doesn't know, he only knows that there are three thousand avenues, of which there is only one way of heaven in the wild, and he has no idea what the remaining avenues are.

"There are thousands of avenues in the chaotic world, and the law of wind is one of them. Especially the saints who use this way to prove the way, we have a unique supernatural power, the world-killing wind, and the killing power is extremely terrifying!"

Patriarch Zhou looked quite proud.

Zhao Lang smiled wryly twice, but he didn't say anything about Zhou Feng.

However, his Twelve Capital Heavenly God Demon Formation was able to resist this kind of cultivation technique, and he was secretly delighted in his heart.

After chatting with Patriarch Zhou for a few words, Zhao Lang returned to the account, and he began to operate the Dao of Chaos.

This is his most basic technique. It is extremely rare to practice Dao in the prehistoric world. It can even be said that apart from Hongjun, there is only Zhao Lang.

Hongjun is going to join the Dao, and the one who joins is also the Dao of Heaven. The Dao of Heaven belongs to one of the three thousand Dao, but it is not in the chaos.

He quickly circulated his spiritual power, causing bursts of spiritual energy to leak out from every inch of his body.

All have their laws and their avenues.

Zhao Lang couldn't help thinking, what is he?
He has no family and no sect, and only by having a Dao system, which constantly gives him choices and rewards, can he become stronger, but if he proves the Dao in the future.

What will be the Dao that I have proved?
Which one of the Three Thousand Avenues will it be?
He doesn't know, these are all things for the future, the most important thing for him now is to prepare to break through the high level of Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian and become a top powerhouse.

It's not too late to find your own avenue by then!

Zhao Lang nodded and sank into cultivation.

In the wild, Zixiao Palace.

Hongjun was practicing with his eyes closed, but suddenly a gust of wind blew in front of him, and then a person stood in front of him without speaking.

Hongjun didn't even open his eyes, he naturally knew that only Taoist Yang Mei could come in like this.

"What are you doing here again?"

Hongjun asked lightly.

"Don't you know that someone in your prehistoric world broke into the Chaos Realm?"

Taoist Yang Mei was expressionless, as if asking a question.

Hongjun frowned slightly, opened his eyes, and stared at the former.

"What did you say?"

"Someone in your prehistoric world broke into the chaos. That person opened a passage in the chaos before. I scared him away, and then he returned to the chaos, and now he is hiding in the chaos world, don't you know?"

Taoist Yang Mei was wearing a black robe and a black hat...

Hongjun stood up, "It's definitely him!"

"It's definitely that Zhao Gongming!"

No wonder he's been so quiet recently, it turns out he went to the Chaos Realm!
Hongjun naturally knew the time gap between Chaos and Honghuang. He discovered that Zhao Lang had gone to Chaos at this time, and the latter must have been in it for tens of millions of years!

In tens of millions of years, what realm will he be in?
Has it reached the quasi-sage of the Dao?

Probably not, if he becomes a quasi-sage of the Dao, he will definitely leave the customs at this time.

"Zhao Gongming?"

Yang Mei's eyes under the black hat seemed to be lifeless, and he asked in a stern voice.

Hongjun told the former everything about this person, and after listening, a strange smile appeared on Yang Mei's face.

"Interesting, hurry up and get together, if you can't, this person may be able to take your place."

After saying this, Yang Mei disappeared.

Hongjun was so angry that his hands trembled a little. He stared at the place where the former disappeared. After a while, he flicked his sleeves suddenly, turned around and sat cross-legged.

"Since that's the case, I'll solve you first, and then reunite!"

Zhao Gongming, aren't you going out of the mountain?What are you trying to hide from, eh?

I want to destroy everything you care about, but let me see if you can bear your temper!

At this time, Hongjun was completely different from the previous indifferent feeling. On the contrary, his face was a little distorted, and there seemed to be hatred in his eyes.

Originally, Hongjun was planning to join the Dao, and he never thought of interfering with the choices of sentient beings, but Zhao Gongming made him feel threatened again and again, coupled with Yang Mei's words, made Daozu's Daoist heart unstable!
He transmitted the voice to the fairy boy outside the door.

"Call Lu Ya!"

(End of this chapter)