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

Chapter 91 Curse Dao Patriarch to Degrade Merit?Saint saves Jiang Huan
Of course, the Jade Emperor could hear the smile in Zhao Lang's tone.

As the Lord of the Heavenly Court, he was sent by Hongjun to worship Zhao Gongming as his teacher, and he could not disobey.

Although the Jade Emperor respected Zhao Lang very much, there was always a feeling of being used as a spear by Hongjun.

However, Zhao Lang asked this question because he didn't know why he neither refused nor agreed.

So simply choose nonsense as always.

However, the Jade Emperor was nervous.

Seeing him bowing his head and saying nothing, Zhao Lang smiled lightly.

"Don't you know what Hongjun means?"

Jade Emperor shook his head.

Zhao Lang continued: "Jade Emperor, in the coming catastrophe, you don't have to worry as much as those saints. You just need to stay in Lingxiao Temple and watch the number of gods in the heaven gradually increase."

The Jade Emperor sighed, "Senior, why are you so sure that my Heavenly Court will grow?"

There is no need to ask, I am from time travel!
But Zhao Lang didn't say that, just curled his lips, and said slowly: "The secrets of the sky must not be revealed, just do as I say, go back, and stay in Lingxiao Palace."

The Jade Emperor got up and saluted again, but then asked as if he remembered something.

"Senior Zhao, have you become a saint yet?"

His eyes were full of anticipation. Although he felt Zhao Lang's sacred power from the moment he entered the Chaos Palace, he still wanted to confirm it.

Zhao Lang smiled lightly, without speaking, and moved it out with a wave of his hand.

Coming outside the secret realm of the Great Dao, the Jade Emperor was taken aback.

"Senior is really getting more and more out of reach. I still remember when we met for the first time, I was the same as Da Luo Jinxian at that time, but now I have far surpassed me..."

In the middle of the sky, the Jade Emperor stepped on the auspicious clouds and still gave a deep salute to the Chaos Palace. Zhao Lang gave him the feeling that it was the destiny of the gods!
After Haotian left, Zhao Lang got the merit book and merit pen.

Looking at the two things in his hands, he was a little puzzled.

"How to use it, can it outline cause and effect?"

With a curious mind, Zhao Lang slowly opened it.

"empty?"

Another wordless book?
Zhao Lang smiled wryly, but on second thought, since he had a meritorious pen, he must have asked him to write something on it himself.

"Zhao Gongming."

The pen fell, and his name appeared on the merit book.

Then a strong spiritual force seemed to swirl around his head, and finally rushed straight into his mind.

But it didn't affect him, probably because he couldn't retreat, and he didn't rely on merit to prove his way to improve his strength.

What would happen if you wrote the name of a saint?
Suddenly, he had an interesting idea...

Zixiao Palace.

Hongjun has been in seclusion for a long time, and it is not easy to join the Tao. It will take hundreds of thousands of years to eliminate even a little bit of karma.

But fortunately, his current state has been fully adjusted, and he is ready to serve the way of heaven.

Just wait to find a suitable time to guide the Great Tribulation of Conferred Gods, and after that, they can join the Dao smoothly.

However, for some unknown reason today, Hongjun suddenly stood up from his sinking position.

"Why has my merit declined!"

He was very angry. As the ancestor of Dao, the decline of merit is not a trivial matter. Even if these merits are only lost, they need continuous practice and karma to obtain.

But today it dropped a little inexplicably. Although it was not much, it was enough to make him very angry.

Looking at the entire prehistoric world, who would dare to treat me like this?
next second.

He realized that there could only be one person.

Zhao Gongming!
He snorted coldly, sitting cross-legged with the corners of his mouth twitching.

"Okay, Zhao Gongming, let me see how long you can be arrogant!"

At the same time, the Chaos Palace.

"Ding! It is detected that Daozu Hongjun's merit value has declined, and he can choose to vent his anger on the host."

"One, get out of the mountain immediately, explain to him, and promise that it will never happen again, and you can get Hongjun's forgiveness."

"Second, if you continue to stay in the secret realm of the Dao, if you die, you can't get out of the gate, and if you continue to weaken Hongjun's merit, you can get fifty spirit treasures."

Oh?
It turns out that this is a magic weapon that can weaken a person's merit.

Zhao Lang suddenly became interested. Hongjun plotted against him, and he also had a chance to make Hongjun suffer a bit, or be dumb.

Why not?
After making a choice, Zhao Lang put the magic weapon rewarded by the system into his sleeve.

Since he came back from the Chaos Realm, his life has become much simpler. Apart from feeling a little owed to Zhou Zhan for not helping him avenge the extermination of the clan, he is still at ease on weekdays.

The water in the Chaos Realm is really too deep. What is frightening is that Zhao Lang feels that he will never be able to be an enemy of those Chaos Demon Gods. The fact that he disrupted their original order there must be the reason for those Chaos Demon Gods to attack him in the end.

But also very good.

At least now in the prehistoric world, Zhao Lang is already a sage of the Dao of the Double Law, not to mention the secret realm of the Dao has also advanced to the ultimate state, as long as he stays here, he should be able to protect himself.

It is nothing more than some disciples, if they are in danger at a critical moment and can escape outside the Chaos Palace, Zhao Lang can save their lives, and no one can hurt them if they move into the cave.

But now, apart from Sanxiao, even his avatar is thousands of miles away, so even if he is really in danger, he is helpless.

It is still beneficial to retreat well, and it cannot be said that Zhao Lang was frightened by the Chaos Demon God, but that guy's strength is really too terrifying, as strong as Zhao Lang, he can basically walk freely in the Chaos Realm, and he will still be ashamed when he meets them. There is no way to fight back.

With time, Zhao Lang began to refine the magic weapon. Although he didn't intend to leave the customs and he couldn't re-enter the Chaos Realm, he still had to practice.

If he can get together the Myriad Treasure Immortal Formation, it will definitely be another qualitative leap in his strength!
It is worth mentioning that Sanxiao brought back the Zulong eggs and the Qilin eggs...

Zhao Lang put away the refined magic weapons, got up and walked out of the hall.

The Chaos Palace is very large, but Zhao Lang's activity range is only in the main hall, and the rest of the place is arranged by Sanxiao, no matter how they arrange it, anyway, make the best use of everything.

Even the main hall and the surrounding hundreds of miles of ground turned into an island suspended on Buzhou Mountain.

This looks like the Chaos Palace is like a mirage, quite like a fairyland.

Since the Jade Emperor left, there have been human races and various creatures around Buzhou Mountain.

Previously, due to the perennial snow accumulation, creatures with lower levels of cultivation could not set foot here at all, but now because of Zhao Lang's return, the power of the sage has made the mountains and rivers beautiful, and the trees are full of trees.

Refreshing!

Looking at the golden barrier of the secret realm of the avenue, Zhao Lang relaxed.

Calling out the merit book and merit pen, Zhao Lang was about to suppress Hongjun's merit again, but just as he finished writing the first character, he heard someone yelling for help.

"Help! Help!"

Zhao Lang was taken aback, and then came out of the island with consciousness.

"The human race can only be eaten by my monster race. You have become my dish, don't struggle anymore!"

A man and a demon are shuttling through the woods in Buzhou Mountain.

The man was staggering, and the big demon took ten steps against him with one step, more like playing tricks.

Seeing the two of them coming towards the floating island, Zhao Lang curled his lips.

He didn't want to be nosy, because meddling had caused him a lot of losses before, he was afraid of trouble, nothing else.

However, just when he was hesitating, the system voice appeared:
"Ding! It is detected that Jiang Huan, the lucky man, is about to die. You can choose."

"One, turn a blind eye, it's nothing to do with yourself, hang it high, and you can get a defective lotus seat."

"Second, attack immediately, but the deity does not come out of the mountain, kill the big demon and save Jiang Huan's life, and you can get an Houtian Lingbao."

Who is Jiang Huan?

Defective rosette...

The effect of that thing in his hands is not as good as a spirit treasure, at least the latter can contribute to his Myriad Treasure Immortal Formation.

It seems that the system wants me to save his life.

Zhao Lang nodded.

That demon doesn't seem to be in the realm of the Golden Immortal, but the Golden Immortal in the prehistoric world is not low at this time. After all, there are not many hidden powers like Zhao Lang.

"boom!"

Suddenly there was a vision in the mountain forest, and then a gust of wind protruded from nowhere, blowing the big monster who was chasing Jiang Huan vigorously, and fell hard to the ground.

Zhao Lang didn't make a serious move, he almost glanced at the big monster, and the powerful Shengwei pressed him to the ground, he couldn't breathe for a while, bleeding from his seven orifices...

Jiang Huan, who was watching, was also shocked, and hid in a place trembling.

The big demon tried to stand up, but couldn't get rid of Zhao Lang's holy prestige, so he could only lie on the ground and roared angrily.

"who is it!"

Zhao Lang sneered: "This saint has only disappeared for a few hundred years, and you don't remember me in the wild?"

ben san?

With just these two simple words, Da Yao felt that his gallbladder had ruptured.

(End of this chapter)