Taoist Sanchi was neither sad nor angry, he just listened indifferently, and finally responded coldly:
"When the body dies, the Tao disappears! Not to mention you, the god of ghosts who dare not reveal his name, even if you are the emperor of heaven in ancient legends and the Tao respects you, you will not be able to bring the rank and magical powers you had during your lifetime!
When the body dies, the Tao dies.
This is an eternal truth.
Sanchi Taoist has been practicing for more than a thousand years, has relied on Wanshi Tianzong, and has lived with this old monster for thousands of years, how could he not know?
In fact, this is not a secret to the masters of many major sects and holy places.
For millions of years in Longquan, countless Taoist ghosts have resurrected. If they could bring the magical powers and Taoist skills from their lifetimes, then it would not be them who rule the world now, but those Taoist ghosts!
"Tao, will not perish!
Zhong Lilie sneered.
"If I don't fight with him, I don't know who the God of Wealth is in this Golden Wealth City..."
"Zhou Jue Yin Tian Palace..."
"If you're wrong, you have to change it!"
Taoist Sanchi couldn't help but wander. The thirteen civil and military gods of wealth have been passed down for tens of thousands of generations. How many other gods and demons have been passed down?
"Is it worthy to be called a god if he seizes people's houses?"
He is blessed with great luck, and he can encounter treasures on the roadside. His cultivation path is extremely smooth. Although his feet are not high, he still reached the peak of Four Brilliance four hundred years ago...
The cold wind blew through the desolate forest, and Zhong Lilie hurried out, holding the dragon blade as tall as a person on his shoulder, his eyes as bright as lightning:
Zhong Lilie's momentum was rising, and he seemed to have gotten rid of the influence of "harmony brings wealth," but Zhao Caishen didn't seem surprised:
Taoist Sanchi calmed down and asked.
The old voice paused slightly.
It's definitely possible that you simply want to cause trouble when the conflict between immortals and demons is about to break out, but the relationship between this matter is too great...
In a daze, he seemed to have caught a glimpse of the end of ancient times...
Dao ghost?!"
Only then will you understand why the highest realm among the countless gods, Buddhas, immortals and demons from the first to the fourth calamity is also called "all calamities are grinding..."
The stars fell, the universe became dim, and countless gods, demons, immortals, demons, and Buddhas lay dead in the cold universe.
"Are you going to Jincaicheng?"
"If you haven't seen the calamity, you don't know it! If you can live to the end of ten calamities, you will know how desperate it is.
All souls were destroyed, Xiangyu collapsed, and even the way of heaven was completely submerged in eternal darkness...
"How vast it must have been in ancient times..."
The broken four poles are his last chance to drive away this demon, and also the only way for him to seize his own body.
Zhao Caishen sat on the ground with deep eyes:
quiet!
Zhao Caishen still had a smile on his face, but he sighed a little:
The old voice became a little looser:
Zhong Lilie's eyes darkened and his breathing became quickened:
Overcoming the tribulation!
"Is it her?"
A catastrophe that usually may not happen once in a thousand years, but at the end of that catastrophe, rolled in like a tidal wave...
"Should a certain family call you Zhao Xuantai, the God of Wealth, or..."
This made me feel uneasy.
"I have no idea!"
"The Heavenly Dao of the Nine Tribulations has collapsed. Even if you 'know', what can you do? You call yourself an ancestor, but you are just a loser who doesn't even dare to cope with the tribulations!"
"I don't know what calamity is!"
There are ripples in the sea of heart." Sanchi Taoist's Yuan Shen sat down like a human being and kept wiping the "clanging and clanking flying sword."
"The Wanshi Tianzong has a long history. So, have you ever heard of the three reincarnations?"
"Actually, it has always been like this. Whether it is Taoist scriptures, Buddhist scriptures, myths, or legends, they all have beautification after all..."
Naturally, Taoist Sanchi would not miss the opportunity to attack the old monster, so he tried his best to ridicule:
"It won't always be like this."
"If you dare to stop me, even if you are the true God of Wealth, you may not be able to kill him!
Zhao Caishen’s smile did not diminish.
"Then, who uses the city as a cage to imprison and drive the spirits of hundreds of nations, is he worthy of the word 'immortal gate'?"
"The God of Wealth is neither a killer nor a protector. If the one in the Golden Wealth City has never returned to the Four Pole, your incarnation may have a small chance of winning..."
Zhong Lilie tightened his grip on the dragon blade:
"In the Zhou Jue Yin Tian Palace, there is hidden the last corner of the 'Void Sun Rank'. Aren't you curious about the memories in it?
"In the ordinary world, even those who have some extra money regard the poor and humble as pigs and dogs, let alone immortals, gods, demons, Buddhas and demons?"
"For the next four hundred years, he settled in Jincaicheng. He loved gold and silver, treasures from heaven and earth, and rare treasures. He was kind and charitable, so he was called the God of Wealth..."
"That is not a horror that can be described! It is a great horror that will lead to the destruction of countless gods and demons in all tribulations! From the first tribulation to the fourth tribulation, there has never been any great power to successfully resist the tribulation. The only way is to avoid the tribulation, and only to overcome the tribulation!
"Zhao Xuantai, a native of the Eastern Wasteland, worshiped the 'Shen Dharma Sect' thousands of years ago and practiced cultivation. He achieved the Ten Capitals in ten years, and in another hundred and forty years, he achieved the Four Glory...
The old voice finally aroused the fear in my heart. The sound was so loud that it shocked my heart:
As for what to call him, it's just a title, up to you, but Mr. Zhao hates the title God of Wealth even more.
But Taoist Sanchi naturally understood what he meant, but...
"Tao ghosts should be killed too!"
In the ripples of light, the old voice was silent for a long time before saying:
With just a startling glance, Taoist Sanchi saw countless horrific catastrophes recorded in the Taoist Canon.
Overcoming the tribulation!
"In the ancient divine court, there were thirteen ways of the God of Wealth, each of which was divided into civil and military affairs. In 420 million years, the God of Wealth has been passed down for thirty thousand generations..."
"Wanshi Tianzong is worthy of being the leader of the Immortal Dao. His foundation is so profound that in one night, Zhao's heels were turned upside down..."
"Four difficulties and three calamities, the decline of heaven and man, the loss of self and the Tao, the three silences of the universe..."
At the closed door of the cave, Zhao Caishen stopped for a long time, unable to take his eyes back for a long time, until the sound of moderate footsteps came from behind him.
This is a well-known old monster who has coexisted with you for thousands of years. He is a sworn enemy, but he has the same purpose.
The voice in the ripples of light held a momentary sadness, but seemed unable to refute it and could only return to indifference, saying:
"Tao ghost, this title is too appropriate. It's just that Zhao is different from you, Tao ghost!"
"The unbearable ones among them will still be the gods of wealth until death. Among them, the tyrannical ones are many who were famous in ancient times. The ancestors must also respect those who are three points..."
The old voice was silent for a long time, and Taoist Sanchi was also silent. After a long time, the voice in the waves was heard again.
Taoist Sanchi seemed to have thousands of roars echoing in his heart. The sound was so real that he couldn't help but tremble in his heart.
"Ancestor? Which family and clan are you from? Does it still exist?"
There was silence again in the sea of mind. Above the waves, Taoist Sanchi could even smell the real anger, but he didn't care.
"Except for some minor figures, I captured or killed everyone who approached Zhou Jue Yintian Palace that day. Except for Hong Fa'er who disappeared without a trace, this flirtation is most likely..."