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

Chapter 95

"One, go out of the mountain immediately and forcefully suppress and kill Lu Ya, but it will attract Taoist Yang Mei, and you can get the holy flying knife."

"Second, continue to retreat, do not die on the mountain, avoid danger, follow the plan, and get thirty copies of treasure refining materials."

Shut it off, even if you kill me, I won't go out.

Zhao Lang frowned, but he also expected this to happen.

Before being invincible, Zhao Lang would never leave the level, and would never step out of the secret realm of the Great Dao.

After all, Daoist Yang Mei might still be staring at him in the dark!

Thirty copies of treasure refining materials can at least allow Zhao Lang to use the treasure refining cauldron to refine dozens of magic weapons of the Houtian Lingbao rank.

Although it is said that Lu Ya's Immortal-Slaying Flying Knife advanced to become a Sacred-Slaying Flying Knife after he became a saint, Zhao Lang has no interest in that at all. He also has a Slashing Immortal Flying Knife, but now there are too many magic weapons, and he has no intention to study it. That's all.

After making a choice, Zhao Lang fell into deep thought.

He had to think about how to make his avatar deal with that land pressure.

Opening his right eye, Zhao Lang began to control Zhang Tian.

Taiyue Mountain.

Wudang Sect looks sunny and sunny.

Zhang Tianshi stood alone outside the mountain gate, looking at the sky.

The disciples behind him couldn't help discussing in a low voice:
"How did the Celestial Master leave the customs today?"

"I don't know, the old man has been missing for half a year and a half, and the dragon can't see the end."

"It must have been a big improvement in cultivation..."

Zhao Lang naturally heard what they said, but his mind was not on it.

"strangeness……"

he murmured.

Why didn't Lu Ya come after several days?
Did this guy also know that Zhunti wanted to use him as a pawn?
Smacking his mouth, Zhao Lang wanted Zhang Tian to go back to the Taoist room for retreat.

However, as soon as he turned around, an inexplicable feeling enveloped the mountain.

This momentum is obviously Shengwei.

"Zhang Tian! Where is my lover?"

In the middle of the sky, Lu Ya looked down at the Wudang Sect below him, his gaze wandering through the crowd.

Zhao Lang was taken aback, and then quickly manipulated Zhang Tian to turn around, looked at Lu Ya in the sky, and quickly knelt on the ground.

"Master!"

Master?

All the disciples looked blank.

Why did the celestial master who was admired so much on weekdays suddenly bow down now?
Who is that person?Why does the celestial master respect him so much and call him master?
Looking at Zhang Tian below him, Lu Ya's expression was very rich. If he wasn't a saint at this time, he might have to go down and take a good look at his apprentice.

Kneeling outside the mountain gate, his avatar Zhang Tian glanced at Lu Ya from the corner of his eye, feeling a little nervous.

"Good disciple, good disciple! I didn't expect you to have created a sect for my master. After I get rid of that Zhao Gongming, my master will stay here, so that I can pass on your supernatural powers!"

Although Lu Ya didn't come close, the voice in mid-air was transmitted to the clone's ears, and it was not difficult to hear the excitement in his words.

Zhao Lang sneered.

"Just by you? Do you want to get rid of me?"

However, he still has to do a full set of acting, and he immediately controlled the avatar.

"Master! The one you should look for is Zhunti Saint. He has come to win over my disciples several times. You know, you are my master, and my disciples are your disciples. He obviously doesn't care Your old man pays attention to it!"

There was a cry in Zhang Tian's voice.

The disciples were a little surprised.

On weekdays, the Celestial Master gave them the feeling that they were unpredictable and extraordinary.

Lu Ya frowned slightly, he lowered his cloud head, and came a few meters above his clone Zhang Tian's head.

"Teacher, but isn't Zhao Gongming..."

Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by the latter.

"Master! Zhunti Saint is deceiving people too much!"

When it comes to treating Zhang Tian, ​​Lu Ya even treats him better than his own body, Zhao Lang. Anyway, this is his only personal disciple.

Seeing him describe it like this, I couldn't help but start to doubt it.

Could it be that that guy Zhunti wanted to lure me to make a move, and then hide in one place and enjoy the benefits?
He couldn't help thinking in his heart, and he felt a little angry.

The calculations among the saints are endless, and Zhunti dares to involve his beloved disciple?

Besides, after some observation, he did not see Kong Xuan on Taiyue Mountain and other people around Zhao Lang here.

It seems that this matter is not so simple...

Lu Ya thought in his heart.

Then he arranged a few simple words to Zhang Tian.

It probably means don't worry, everything has a teacher or something like that.

After giving Zhang Tian instructions, he returned to Fengqi Mountain.

After all, he is a saint now, and a saint cannot appear in the wild at will.

"Why did Zhunti do this? Could it be that he has already started plotting against me for the catastrophe?"

While thinking about it, Lu Ya walked towards his cave.

Seeing him leave, Zhang Tian finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Standing up slowly, he saw the astonished faces of the disciples behind him.

"Don't you need to practice?"

His tone instantly became severe, and he was completely different from just now.

After the disciples saluted one after another, they went back to practice.

After arranging the clone to go back to retreat, Zhao Lang opened his left eye.

"I don't know what's going on with Kong Xuan..."

he murmured.

He arranged for Kong Xuan to reveal the news to the Nuwa sage Xiantong.

It is said that Lu Ya stole her derivative futon, and at this time, he pointed out that it was Zhunti Taoist who told the story.

Zhao Lang is not in a hurry, his greatest strength is that he is patient and can bear his temper.

A few more days passed.

Zhao Lang in the Chaos Palace suddenly smiled happily.

Because he saw the system options appearing in his consciousness:

"Ding! It has been detected that Saint Nuwa and Demon Saint Lu Ya are confronting Fengqi Mountain, and you can choose."

"One, go out of the mountain immediately, suppress the two saints strongly, show the power of the host to the prehistoric people, and get the five-colored god stone."

"Second, if you die, you can't get out of the gate. If you sit on the mountain and watch the tigers fight, you can get the high-quality chaotic sticky gold."

Zhao Lang chose the second one with a smile, then he reached out to Fengqi Mountain with his consciousness.

The saint's spiritual consciousness is not noticed, not to mention that Zhao Lang is now a great saint with two holy fruits, and his strength is far above that of ordinary heavenly saints such as Nuwa.

When the consciousness came to mid-air, Zhao Lang glanced down.

I saw a wave of monsters below, and all the big and small monsters gathered here.

They were looking at the two figures in the sky with some horror.

It was Nuwa and Lu Ya.

"Lu Ya, you are presumptuous, how dare you steal my futon?"

Nuwa frowned, looking at Lu Ya.

"I stole from you? Nuwa, don't let the wind and waves rise."

The latter also had a gloomy face, and said coldly: "Looking at your aura, don't you want to attack me?"

Nuwa didn't speak. He was naturally not Lu Ya's opponent, but as a saint, he also had a temper.

Lu Ya continued: "Under your leadership, the Yaozu has already been destroyed once. This time, with me, the Yaozu will have nothing to do with you in the future. It is a big joke for you to frame me for stealing your futon. "

As soon as he finished speaking, Nuwa's fairy boy came out of Luya's cave mansion, holding a derivative futon in his hand...

Lu Ya caught a glimpse, then frowned.

But he didn't explain, as both saints, and Nu Wa's strength is not as good as his, he didn't think it was necessary to explain.

"Even if I took it, how do you know? Kong Xuan told you?"

he asked.

Afterwards, Lu Ya's consciousness began to look for Kong Xuan in Fengqi Mountain, but he couldn't find it for a long time.

Nuwa snorted coldly, "Zhunti told me, Lu Ya, do you still want to attack the saint Zhunti?"

Allow to mention?

I've heard of Zhunti's double-decker before, but I didn't expect to experience it myself this time?
Lu Ya was a little annoyed.

Zhunti told him that Kong Xuan and others had controlled his apprentice by his side, Lu Ya believed it, and went to ask Zhang Tian in a rage, but found nothing about Zhao Lang.

On the contrary, Zhang Tian said it was Zhunti's fault.

He began to wonder if Zhunti wanted him to provoke Zhao Gongming?
That guy is now a sage of the road, and everyone knows it.

Even though he is not weak among the saints of heaven, he is not sure that he can be the opponent of Zhao Lang.

"This quasi-mention made me angry to find Zhao Gongming, and framed me for stealing the Nuwa futon!"

Could it be that he was dissatisfied because I became a saint!

Lu Ya became more and more angry as he thought about it, then stomped his feet and disappeared above Fengqi Mountain.

Nuwa was startled, then followed.

Zhao Lang's consciousness floated in mid-air, and he was very happy to see it.

Why did they go?

Without even thinking about it, Zhao Lang directly manipulated his consciousness and flew to Lingjiu Mountain.

In Daleiyin Temple.

Zhunti was still reminiscing about his provocation. If there were no accidents, Luya should have already fought with Zhao Gongming, and he just needed to take advantage of it and seal him off at a critical moment.

Excited in his heart, he probed his divine sense into the wilderness and looked at Buzhou Mountain.

"Huh? Why is there no movement at all?"

Just when he was in doubt.

Several arhats came from outside the hall in a hurry, with hurried expressions.

"It's not good! Saint Luya and Saint Nuwa have rushed to the Lingshan Mountain!"

(End of this chapter)