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

Chapter 320 Feasting the Patriarch Me?
Outside the gate of Zhoushan Sect in Buzhou Mountain, I saw a child kneeling on the ground.

After checking the cause and effect, this person is Jin Zha, the third generation disciple of Chanjiao.

It's just that what Zhao Lang didn't expect was that this kid appeared so early?

There are three necessary factors for the beginning of the Great Tribulation of the Conferred Gods, one is Guangchengzi causing trouble, the other is Daji's cholera, and the third is Nezha's birth.

Jin Zha has appeared, is Nezha still far behind?

Thinking of this, Zhao Lang waved his hand lightly, but saw a spiritual force cut through the void at his fingertips, and directly moved Jin Zha in from the crack in the vast void.

The latter was still kneeling in front of the Buzhou Mountain Gate, but now he was suddenly moved in, and he was shocked!

In the past, I always heard that people came to Buzhou Mountain to pass on messages, and they always received responses under the mountain gate, but now they directly moved him in.

"Could it be that the saint wants to attack me?!"

He was so terrified that he didn't even dare to lift his head.

Unsteady on his feet, he fell to his knees with a thud, kowtowing and prostrating.

"The sage has countless seniors, but I am just a boy who spread the word..."

Jin Zhasheng looked like he was twelve or thirteen years old, and he was not tall. When he stood up, he could barely reach the tea table on the gazebo.

However, he was quite handsome and somewhat fairy-like.

Zhao Lang put down the teacup and looked at Jin Zha lightly.

Then he laughed and said, "Little brat, how dare you spread the word? Who sent you here."

For this kind of junior, Zhao Lang was just trying to scare him, but he didn't take it seriously.

But these two sentences frightened Jin Zha.

"Saint...the saint is infinitely senior! It's...my master Yuanshi...my ancestor! Yuanshi Tianzun sent me here..."

The kid spoke vaguely, and I'm afraid Zhao Lang would have to urinate out of fear if he tried to frighten him again.

But after all, he is a cultivator, even if his cultivation base is low, he won't be really scared out of his wits.

It's just that I know in my heart that my ears are full of things about the disagreement between Zhao Gongming, the sage of Zhoushan, and Yuanshi Tianzun, and there is the most important point.

He is the great grandson of Mr. Li back then!
His father, Li Jing, is also that man's great-grandson...

As for the previous Li Zongbing who was taken away by the Golden Hoop Immortal, no one knows whether he is dead or alive, but now the Zongbing of Chentangguan has been replaced by Li Jing.

Originally, it was supposed to be the Twelve Golden Immortals Manjusri Guangfa Tianzun who came here to deliver the letter, but out of fear of Zhao Lang, the latter had no choice but to send the newly recruited younger brother Jin Zha.

It's shameless enough!

Zhao Lang smiled wryly.

"Using the doll as a shield, is this the Twelve Golden Immortals?"

Looking at the trembling Jin Zha, Zhao Lang nodded lightly.

A wave of spiritual power lifted it up, and the latter stood there, a little surprised.

"You said Yuanshi Tianzun asked you to deliver the letter?"

Zhao Lang smiled casually.

Jin Zha nodded, very well-behaved.

Not at all with that guy back then.

Zhao Lang was a little curious as to whether this Li Jinzha was a descendant of that guy.

"What kind of banquet are you going to?"

Zhao Lang continued to ask.

Jin Zha replied truthfully: "Master said...you have become a powerful saint who plays an important role in the prehistoric world. If you can make friends with me and explain the teachings, and jointly resist the teachings and Western teachings...then..."

Hearing his faltering answer, Zhao Lang felt a little funny.

"Then what?"

It seemed that every word Zhao Lang uttered made Jin Zha tremble violently all over his body.

Probably out of fear of it.

After all, this is their master Yuanshi Tianzun, a powerful saint who is hard to fight against.

"Then...it will definitely allow Chanjiao and you, senior sage, to jointly take over the next prehistoric situation, so I would like to invite you to a banquet in Kunlun to discuss major issues."

After Jin Zha finished speaking, he lowered his head again, but he never raised his head.

He didn't dare to look directly at Zhao Lang.

After listening, the latter was thoughtful.

This Yuanshi Tianzun really speaks wild words?
Taking over the prehistoric situation, Hongjun probably wouldn't dare to say that, where did he get the confidence?
Thinking in his heart, it didn't take long for Zhao Lang to think of the list of gods.

Shaking his head and laughing, Zhao Lang waved his hands disapprovingly.

Do you want to control the Heavenly Tribulation and the prehistoric power with just one Conferred God List?
Yuan Shi, Yuan Shi!

You probably don't even know there is such a thing as the God Whip, do you?

He didn't even have a magic whip, so what's the use of Jiang Ziya going down the mountain with a list of gods?

How arrogant.

"Just because of this?" After dispelling his thoughts, Zhao Lang looked at Jin Zha.

Nodding in affirmation, the latter seemed to be waiting for the issue.

However, Zhao Lang had already agreed to the Tongtian Cult Master to attend the banquet.

It is not good for both parties not to go, and it is not good for both parties to refuse.

When he was in a dilemma, the system's prompt options appeared in his eyes again.

"Ding! It is detected that Yuanshi Tianzun is preparing to entertain the host, and you can choose."

"One, reject the invitation, strangle Jin Zha, make Yuanshi Tianzun furious but powerless, and get angry with Yuanshi Tianzun, and you can get a law of the great way."

"Second, if you accept the invitation, you can get two Dao Laws."

This system puts my ancestors in an unkind and unrighteous situation!

Double-faced, three-handed, inconsistency is not what my ancestors do.

Kill Jin Zha?
Zhao Lang gave a wry smile, making it even more difficult to make a choice.

However, after a while, a plan came to his mind, his frown eased, and he suddenly realized.

Then make a decision.

Looking at Jin Zha, Zhao Lang said indifferently: "I see, you tell him that I will consider it."

After finishing speaking, he just waved his hand and moved it out of the secret realm of the avenue.

The latter came to his senses, raised his eyes tentatively while staring at his feet, and was relieved to find that Zhao Lang had disappeared.

Good guy!
Zhoushan sage is too scary!

But no matter how you say it, it can be regarded as successfully entering Zhou Shanzong Zhao Lang's dojo, which is not something everyone can enter!
As the first to enter among the three generations of disciples, he felt that this incident would allow him to brag about countless thousands of years!
Thinking of this, Jin Zha bowed three times to the secret place of the Dao Dao again, and then returned to Kunlun through the earth escape.

In the gazebo, there was a person who had stood aside and watched for a long time, and that was Yuanfeng.

The latter suddenly appeared from behind Zhao Lang.

He asked faintly: "You promised Tongtian and Yuanshi Tianzun, are you going to divide yourself into two halves? Go to the banquet separately?"

This question caught Zhao Lang off guard.

The more important reason was that he didn't notice Yuan Feng's aura at all.

Because the secret realm of the Dao is relatively safe, Zhao Lang's divine sense will only sweep away the lives with spiritual power. If there is any difficulty or bad idea, he can understand it immediately.

But Yuanfeng is not the case, except that she has a longer life now, the rest is no different from ordinary people...

Coupled with the soft lotus steps, the steps are light, stepping on the fallen flowers in the peach forest, it is almost like stepping on the breath, without making a sound.

Zhao Lang glanced at her.

"You walk without sound?"

Immediately afterwards, under Yuanfeng's irrefutable expression, he slowly got up.

"Why do you have to go to the meeting in two?"

"Both Chan and Jue will invite you to a banquet. It is certain that the two of them cannot be together. If you agree to both, which one will you go to?"

Yuanfeng was puzzled and asked suspiciously.

Zhao Lang smiled lightly.

"I just promised to have a banquet with them, but I didn't say I would be there?"

As he spoke, he slowly raised his head.

His eyes swept around.

"Buzhou Mountain has been deserted for so long, so it should be bustling. If we don't communicate with the outside world, it will only make us independent as an individual, an individual who is easy to be targeted."

When he said this, Yuan Feng frowned slightly, followed his gaze, but didn't see anything.

But she also realized what Zhao Lang said in the next moment.

"Are you going to let them come to Zhoushan?"

She looked at Zhao Lang, although she guessed it, she was not too surprised.

Zhao Lang nodded.

"Yes."

As he said that, he disappeared into the peach forest, and he was ready to make arrangements.

Yuanfeng stood where he was, looked at the teacup that Zhao Lang had just put down, and gave a very rare faint smile...

Come to the Chaos Palace.

The more Zhao Lang thought about it, the more he felt that this was a good idea.

Not only can it explain and intercept the two teachings, but more importantly, no one dares to do anything in the secret realm of the Great Dao, because this is the ashram of his Zhoushan sage.

And you can also take this opportunity to temporarily delay the catastrophe from the side.

Even if Taoist Yang Mei knew about it, the latter couldn't find fault with Zhao Lang.

Nodding his head, Zhao Lang transmitted his voice to Zhou Shanzong's disciples.

Summon it to the Chaos Palace.

Zhou Shanzong's direct disciples of Zhao Lang and some disciples and grandchildren who had just returned to the mountain all responded, and they all came out of their respective closed dojos and gathered outside the Primal Chaos Hall.

Zhao Lang looked around, looking at the Lianbaodingding in the side hall, a burst of spiritual power penetrated into it, and then he muttered something.

The next moment, several pieces of gold leaf were instantly refined in the refining cauldron.

This is just the simplest alchemy, and also the most primitive alchemy.

On the gold foil, Zhao Lang's thoughts protruded out, and spiritual power sprinkled on it, and lines of small characters suddenly appeared.

This is considered to be an invitation from Zhou Shanzong, inviting all saint sects, as well as prehistoric cultivators.

Zhao Lang didn't go to the Pantao Club back then because his cultivation wasn't enough at that time.

Nowadays, such an occasion is needed to let all prehistoric cultivators see the true power of Zhou Shanzong and his Zhao Lang.

Nodding his head, Zhao Lang scattered the gold foil.

All the disciples went out individually, and went to the prehistoric region.

Of course, Kunlun Mountain is very close to Buzhou Mountain.

At this moment, Jin Zha had just returned to the mountain gate.

In Yuxu Palace, Yuanshi Tianzun was very pleased when he heard the former's reply.

However, at this moment, a pagan spiritual power entered the Kunlun Mountain Dharma Realm.

It caused Yuanshi Tianzun's face to change slightly, and his brows were tightly frowned!
"Bold! Who dares to break into Kunlun?"

Chanjiao Jinxian also noticed this, and voices mixed with spiritual power came out from Yuxu Palace!

(End of this chapter)