Seeing the dazzling red robe, the three old cholera demons couldn't help but be shocked.
I never expected that I would meet Nanling, who I had been looking for for a long time, here.
I never expected that Zhao Caishen, who was able to occupy this city within the territory of the Immortal Sect and the Demon Sect, who was suspected of being a 'Taoist ghost' and didn't even look at his own people, would greet him from a distance and perform all the courtesy.
, it will be Nanling...
'Could it be that……'
Han Chan's heart trembled, and he couldn't help but look at the old demon of cholera and Taoist Bi. The three of them looked at each other, and each took a step back without leaving any trace.
"Um?"
It was not just the three old cholera demons who were surprised. They looked at the middle-aged man in gold robes who was striding forward and holding his hands in the distance. Yang Yu, who was sitting quietly in the tea shop and sipping tea, couldn't help but raise his eyebrows:
"You recognize me?"
Although this man in gold robe is tall, his limbs and muscles are loose and he has a big belly. He smiles and laughs. He looks like the God of Wealth.
But in his eyes, under the harmless appearance of this man, there seemed to be waves inside, which made him feel a little cold when he looked at it from a distance.
"Well……"
Hearing Yang Yu speak, Zhao Caishen's eyes flashed with surprise, but it only passed by for a moment. He didn't even stop, but he smiled and said:
"Cooking the blue waves of the sea, slaying demons for 80,000 miles. Sword Immortal Nanling, the number one person in the ten capitals today, how can Zhao not recognize him even though his eyes and ears are blind?"
Outside the tea shop, the onlookers who heard the conversation between the two people were in an uproar at this moment, and they had already recognized the identity of the person.
Some people retreated, some nodded and bowed, and more people came up to see the God of Wealth, who was famous but rarely appeared.
"Everyone please!"
Zhao Caishen said hello with a smile, but his eyes still stayed on the red dress:
"Zhao was about to wake up from his nap, and he felt that the purple energy coming from the east was extremely valuable, so he rushed out to welcome him. Nanling Taoist friends must not be surprised..."
"Yeah?"
Glancing at Zhao Caishen, who came in a hurry and changed into a gold robe, but still wearing cloth shoes, Yang Yu felt something was wrong, but under the secluded space, the fate of the person in front of him could be seen at a glance.
【Zhao Caishen】
[Fate: attract wealth and treasure]
[Fate number: one purple, three gold, two red, one green, two white and two black]
[The God of Wealth enters your destiny (Light Purple), attracts wealth and treasures (Light Gold), has great luck (Light Gold), and has deep blessings (Light Gold),
Exquisite heart (dark red), clear mind (dark red), rich (light green), broad-minded and fat (white), always smiling (white),
Wrapped in calamity (black), destined to die (black)]
[Condition: Good]
Eleven destiny numbers, mixed with black and purple...
Moreover, it is the God of Wealth who enters the destiny...
The upper limit of destiny in the Longquan Realm is much higher than that of the Mountain and Sea Realm at this time. It is as light red as lavender, and the God of Wealth has entered the destiny, but this is already an eight-pole status!
"It's true that I got the position of Baji, but..."
Yang Yu felt a shiver in his heart, but he wasn't too surprised.
The land of Nanling is under the jurisdiction of the five demon veins, and the southeastern land is in a strange situation due to the intervention of Wanshi Tianzong.
In this case, the reason why the two powers have been able to separate themselves for many years is not because they are generous, but because they must have something to rely on.
Except for the rumored golden-armored Taoist soldier, he himself would not be able to do it without being at the top of Jiuyao.
But now it seems that this God of Wealth is not only at the pinnacle of Jiuyao, but has also reached the threshold of the Eight Extremes.
Or maybe he is here just to be promoted to the Eight Extremes?
only……
'Why is his destiny so illusory?'
Thoughts flashed in Yang Yu's mind. Under the secluded sky, the fate of the people in front of him could be clearly seen, but he always felt something was wrong.
It seems that Tongyou can only get a glimpse of it, but not the whole picture?
"Fellow Taoist Nanling has been working hard for a long time, why don't you come to the mansion to take a rest?"
Zhao Caishen smiled as if he didn't realize it, and invited Yang Yu into the mansion. The servants of Caishen's mansion who followed him lined up on both sides, opened the middle door, and cleared the street to welcome him.
"Wait a minute!"
At this time, seeing that the two of them were about to enter the house after exchanging pleasantries, Han Chan couldn't bear it anymore. His white clothes were not moving in the wind, and his face was cold.
But before he could speak, the old cholera demon and the Taoist writer had already held his arms on the left and right, and pulled him aside.
"you……"
Hanchan boy looked ugly, but he quickly woke up and shut his mouth immediately.
The purpose of their trip was to find Zhao Caishen, who was suspected of being a resurrected ancient Taoist ghost, and to inquire about Nanling's identity.
But at this moment, it seems that there is no need to ask.
'I'm afraid this person is really a Taoist ghost, and he is unusual...'
Although the three of them are at the top of the Ten Capitals, they have been promoted to the level of Jiu Yao hundreds of years ago. Their magical powers are all top-notch, but they are not afraid of Zhao Caishen, who is at the top of Jiu Yao.
But after this thought flashed through his mind, even the most violent Higurashi Boy calmed down and voluntarily disappeared into the crowd.
"This is?"
Yang Yuzhuangruo glanced at the three disappeared people in surprise, feeling cold in his heart.
These days, he has been looking through the catalog of Ten Thousand Immortals frequently, and he naturally knows a lot about the people on the Fortune Gathering Gold List.
With just one glance, he already knew who the visitor was.
The old demon of Cholera, the Taoist Bi, and the Han Chan boy. Before him, the top three on the Ten Capital Gold List were all old monsters who had not been promoted to Jiuyao for hundreds of years just to wait for the Fortune Gathering Gold List...
"Maybe they are just some idle people who want to enjoy the autumn breeze? You don't need to worry about it, fellow Taoist Nanling people."
Zhao Caishen seemed careless, or maybe he was thinking about something, and seemed a little distracted.
'Just in time, the deal with the ancient supernatural power was easily concluded...'
Feeling the malice on the three of them that was so strong that it was almost impossible to get rid of it, Yang Yu felt cold in his heart, but on the outside he just nodded and was about to follow Zhao Caishen into the house.
But at this time, another cold and hard voice came from a distance, accompanied by an explosion of anger:
"Wait!"
Boom!
It was like thunder rolling over the city wall and across the street.
Yang Yu turned his eyes and saw a flash of fire coming across the city gate and stopped at the other end of the long street.
I saw the person coming was surrounded by red fire, standing like a mountain, his eyes were like two burning suns, and a strong fighting spirit rushed towards his face.
"Zhong Lilie!"
"The head of the true inheritance of Wanshi Tianzong, the contemporary Taoist disciple!"
"Such a person should also serve as a patrol officer? Can't he?"
…
Compared to the three old cholera demons who may not appear once in hundreds of years, Zhong Lilie's reputation is much greater and easier to identify.
The red dragon blade that was as tall as a man had already made many supernatural powers and rank masters inside and outside the city recognize his identity.
All of a sudden, Jincaicheng was boiling with excitement. The other two true disciples of Wanshi Tianzong, a group of outer disciples, and even masters of magical powers from many ranks came to the long street one after another, or climbed up to high places to look at the long street.
The end.
"Sword Immortal Nanling!"
Someone followed Zhong Lilie's gaze and saw the man in red. He didn't know who it was, and suddenly exclaimed.
"Wanshi Tianzong Zhonglilie!"
All the noisy voices seemed to disappear the moment Zhong Lilie opened his mouth, and only his Hong Zhongye-like voice echoed:
“I’ve met Taoist fellow Nanling!”
"Zhong Lilie!"
Yang Yu raised his eyebrows and looked, but he didn't see the person's fate, but he saw purple energy rolling in like a tide. This was a sign of great destiny blessing.
And unlike Li Ningyang, this person's luck has been flourishing for many years.
"A Taoist disciple of Wanshi Tianzong, what do you want to do with me, a Sanren?"
Feeling Zhong Lilie's momentum, Yang Yu also felt his index finger moving, which was different from the rank masters he had fought with before.
The person in front of you is the representative figure who truly inherits the inheritance of this world.
Great luck, the top of the ten capitals, the ultimate level, all kinds of magical powers...
"Of course..."
Zhong Lilie spoke boldly, but as soon as he opened his mouth, he was interrupted by Zhao Caishen, who smiled and handed over his hand:
"As the saying goes, it's better to resolve enemies than to end them. Although we don't know what conflicts there are between the two of you, we should calm down the anger. After all, harmony makes money!"
His voice was neither high nor low, and his smile was even more naive. But as soon as he opened his mouth, Zhong Lilie's fighting spirit dropped strangely.
"Ninth Level of Divine Power!"
Yang Yu was keenly aware of the fluctuations in his magical power. He had no desire to take action, and his heart felt extremely peaceful.
At the other end of the long street, red fire surged from Zhong Lilie's body, but he actually didn't take action.
"What a magical power! What a auxiliary magical power!"
The red fire on Zhong Lilie's body disappeared, and his eyes could not help but flash with solemnity.
Under this magical power, although he did not suffer any injuries or discomfort, the fighting spirit in his heart suddenly fell to the bottom, and he lost the desire to take action.
Of course, he could have taken action by force, but...
"Friend Zhong Dao has come a long way, why don't you come to your residence for a while? Although our residence is shabby, there are some fine wines and delicacies, why not try some?"
Zhao Caishen still smiled and said that humans and animals are harmless.
But no matter Yang Yu, Zhong Lilie, the magical masters who were watching, or the old cholera demon in the dark, they all dared not look down on him.
When the last three heard this invitation, their expressions became extremely exciting. The frost-like face of the Han Chan boy was actually as red as blood at this moment.
"Old man, how dare you insult me?!"
Hanchan Boy felt himself trembling a little, and the faces of the other two people naturally looked very ugly.
"good."
Zhong Lilie glanced at the many disciples of Wanshi Tianzong and the three old cholera demons who were dormant in the dark, and stepped into the mansion with his head held high.
"Fellow Taoist Nanling, please?"
Zhao Caishen raised one hand and gently turned the two luminous pearls in his palm with the other hand, his smile not diminishing.
Yang Yu nodded and entered the mansion.
The Mansion of the God of Wealth is extremely luxurious, with white jade as bricks, red gold as paint, and various natural materials and earthly treasures as embellishments. The words "wealth and wealth" are almost plastered on the two people's faces.
"The God of Wealth is really rich and powerful."
Yang Yu walked around and admired it, marveling at it.
This is more than just gold and silver treasures. He has seen hundreds of kinds of natural and earthly treasures along the way, including some rare ones. But here, they are just decorations like rockeries and potted plants.
"It made the two distinguished guests laugh."
Zhong Lilie sat down expressionlessly, Zhao Caishen responded with a smile, and after serving many delicacies and wine, he looked at Yang Yu:
"The luck of Taoist friends in Nanling is so precious that Zhao cannot look directly at him, but he doesn't know that he has already embarked on the 'Beidou Road'?"
Well... I'm going to have a meal, and then continue typing. Two updates today!