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

Chapter 420 Tongtian Ends Punishment Early
Zhunti didn't think it was a big deal to watch the excitement, and he directly blamed Zhao Lang for the death of the intercepted disciple.

However, although Master Tongtian has a strong temper, he is not stupid.

Zhao Gongming has no grievances with him, even if he took the shot to stop him that time, it was for Honghuang's safety and for Honghuang not to be eroded by the chaotic world.

He is a master, the sage has nothing to do, why should he stop teaching himself?

What's more, Zhao Lang also helped Jiejiao a lot in the middle, and it doesn't make sense to turn around and harm Jiejiao's disciples!
So there is only one possibility, and that is that the saints in front of them are telling lies.

Thinking of this, Master Tongtian snorted coldly.

Immediately, he exerted the infinite spiritual power of a saint and disappeared into this world.

Seeing his furious look, Zhunti and Yuanshi Tianzun laughed again.

Immediately afterwards, Yuanshi Tianzun suddenly stopped laughing.

He looked like a Taoist.

"Now, you have taken many disciples away from me?"

Hearing that Yuanshi Tianzun's words suddenly turned to him, Zhunti was a little embarrassed.

He smiled and said, "My Buddha is merciful! Anyone who wants to save himself can come to the West to teach!"

Seeing his sleek appearance, Yuanshi Tianzun gritted his teeth.

At this time, the apostate disciples in his teaching were not just burning lamps.

Even Samantabhadra Master Cihang.Who is the other one?They both too.I went to the west corner with Ran Deng to judge and teach.

This time, they didn't discuss it with their master.

Indeed, everyone pushes down the wall.

After that earth-shattering war, the Western Sect has undoubtedly become the largest sect in the prehistoric world. Although the Western Sect invested more than 3000 disciples in that war, even if most of them were lost, the Western Sect still has nearly [-] disciples. disciple.

One hundred thousand disciples, what is that concept?
With 1000 Buddhas, [-] Bodhisattvas, and [-] Arhats, there are still more than [-] Dharma protectors!
Added together, even if each person's cultivation base is only in the realm of true immortals, it is enough to crush any saint sect.

No one expected that the Western Sect has been swallowing its anger and developing silently behind, unknowingly surpassing the Interpretation of the Teaching, surpassing the Jiejiao, and becoming the largest surviving Saint Sect in the prehistoric world, and among the many Saint Sects, the most powerful disciple , have also been judged to enter the Western religion.

Seeing Zhunti's sleek appearance, Yuanshi Tianzun was not angry, but at this time he really didn't have any capital to be tough with Zhunti, and Sanqing was no longer Sanqing at this time.

It is impossible to expect Lao Dan to help him.

But Zhunti, he has a senior brother who guides Taoists, and his strength is no less than that of Lao Dan. If he really makes a move, he can't take advantage of it.

Thinking of this, Yuanshi Tianzun waved his sleeves, and then turned into a breeze and left.

Outside Zixiao Palace, the rest of the saints saluted each other and dispersed separately, let's not talk about it for now.

But I saw that the leader of Tongtian went straight to Biyou Palace in the East China Sea.

Arriving at Penglai Island in the East China Sea, the Lord Tongtian turned his eyes. At this time, Penglai Island has completely eclipsed and lost the fairy spirit of the past. It's just that some creatures in the sea have come ashore and rested here...

Seeing this, Master Tongtian sighed.

Could this be the ultimate fate of my teaching?

Thinking of this, he directly turned around and used his spiritual power to go to Buzhou Mountain.

However, Zhao Lang is not in Buzhou Mountain at this time.

The moment Hongjun moved all of them out of Zixiao Palace, Zhao Lang landed in the main hall of Zixiao Palace.

He looked at Daozu Hongjun who had just pushed the other saints away, and he knew why the latter was so anxious to remove the other saints.

Zhao Lang's face was very ugly.

Although Hongjun sensed the arrival of the other party, he didn't look at the other party, but slowly closed his eyes again and sat cross-legged.

Zhao Langlai was in the main hall, raised his eyebrows and looked at Hongjun above, and asked straight to the point.

"Have the people from Chaos Realm come?"

Hearing Zhao Lang's direct question, Hongjun frowned slightly, and then he slowly raised his hand, motioning for Xiantong to go down first.

Xiantong nodded, put the cattail fan aside, then left from the side hall, and closed the only open door in the hall.

In the main hall of Zixiao Palace, there are only Zhao Lang and Hongjun left.

"Why do you ask?"

Hongjun spoke slowly.

Zhao Lang frowned.

"I didn't ask you this question. Why did you ask me a question in reverse? What I asked you was, have people from the Chaos Realm come to the prehistoric world?"

Zhao Lang's tone was very tough.

It seems that if Daozu Hongjun doesn't come out again, he will directly attack.

Because this matter is related to his safety in Zhoushan.

If those guys from the Chaos Realm really came to the Great Desolation and took away Yuanfeng and Zhou Zhan in the Dao Secret Realm, then it means that Buzhou Mountain is no longer safe, and the Dao Secret Realm cannot resist the invasion of those guys from the Dao Palace .

If this is the case, then Zhao Lang should respond as soon as possible.

Hongjun was expressionless, he just said lightly.

"Zhao Gongming, everything must be based on the interests of Dao Gong, and the order of your lord must not be violated."

Hearing that he still didn't answer his question, Zhao Lang became a little impatient, and immediately, he kicked a little.

However, the entire Zixiao Palace shook violently, as if it would collapse at any moment, turning into ruins!
Zhao Lang continued to ask in a calm voice.

"I don't want to know these things, I just want to ask you one last time, are the people in the Chaos Realm in the prehistoric world at this moment?"

Finally, Hongjun shook his head.

"Your Majesty has not issued an order yet."

Hearing what he said, Zhao Lang withdrew his spiritual power. What Hongjun said at this time should be true. The lord of the lord should not launch a war to invade the prehistoric wilderness in a short time. It definitely needs timing, and it is impossible to launch it just by saying it.

Moreover, if His Majesty is about to launch a war to invade Honghuang, Zhao Lang, one of the ten elders of the Dao Palace, should also receive this message.

Feeling that the violent shaking in Zixiao Palace stopped, some Taoist boys in the side hall also swallowed their hearts.

However, if Zhou Zhan and Yuan Feng were not taken away by Da Dao Palace, where did they go?

Thinking of this, Zhao Lang couldn't help but wonder at this moment.

His divine sense has already been able to cover the entire prehistoric, among all the prehistoric, anyone he wants to find can detect his aura and position with just a single thought, but he has just used spiritual power detection before. But no progress.

Thinking of this, Zhao Lang glanced at Hongjun in the hall, then waved his hand, and then disappeared from the main hall of Zixiao Palace.

But now Hongjun has lost his true self more and more, as if the emotion that Hongjun should have before is no longer in his eyes.

A sage is also a human being. Before Hongjun joined the Dao, Hongjun still had emotions, but he didn't express them often.

But ever since Hongjun joined the Dao, he seemed to have become a utensil, without emotion or expression, very numb, giving people a cold feeling, just like Taoist Yang Mei.

Zhao Lang didn't know whether this was the income standard of the Dao Palace, or the request of the lord, almost every person under the Dao Palace was like this, but he knew that he was definitely not of the same kind as them.

Now, having lost the news of Zhou Zhan and Yuan Feng, Zhao Lang is a little nervous.

But it's useless to be nervous. He knows in his heart that it's not just the two of them who are burdening him now, but also all the disciples in the Zhoushan Sect and San Xiao, and many others who were saved by him from the Great Tribulation of Conferred Gods. people.

Although those people escaped the Great Tribulation of Conferring Gods, they are also facing a huge threat, that is the world of chaos.

When the chaos world comes, it will not pose any threat to the people on the list of gods, but it may start from anyone else.

Although these disciples are not weak, they are not all Dao sages.

Thinking of this, Zhao Lang decided to return to Buzhou Mountain as soon as possible.

Let all the disciples of Zhoushan Sect hurry up to practice, let Zhang Ling, Xuan Heihu, Kong Xuan and others practice to the level of becoming a saint in a short period of time, and then help them to prove the way. The stronger they are, the stronger Zhao Lang will be. And the more confident you are.

Fighting alone, there will always be more than enough energy.

Thinking of this, Zhao Lang turned into a breeze, and returned to the peach forest in Buzhou Mountain in a single thought.

He sent a message to all his disciples, telling them to step up their practice.

Immediately, Zhao Lang also sat cross-legged in the gazebo, closing his eyes and meditating.

But this day.

Outside the secret realm of the avenue, a person who surprised Zhao Lang ushered in.

(End of this chapter)