Nanling?!

Seeing the dazzling red robe, the three old cholera demons were shocked.

Unexpectedly, I met Nanling, which had been pursuing for a long time.

I didn't expect that Zhao Caishen, who could occupy this city within the territory of the Immortal Sect and Demon Sect, was suspected to be a "Dao Ghost" and didn't even look at him. He welcomed him from afar. The person who held the full tribute would be Nanling...

‘Does it mean…’

The boy Hanchan's heart trembled, and he couldn't help but look at the old demon cholera and the Taoist Bi. The three of them looked at each other and took a step back without a trace.

"Um?"

The only one who was surprised was the three old cholera demons. Looking at the middle-aged man in the golden robe who was strode and bowing from afar, Yang Yu, who was sitting quietly in the tea shop, was not allowed to raise his eyebrows:

"You recognize me?"

Although this man in gold robe has a tall body, his limbs and muscles are loose, and he is still erect with his big belly. He smiles and is like a god of wealth.

But in his eyes, under the harmless appearance of this man, there seemed to be waves inside, which made him look at it from afar and feel a little cold.

"Well……"

When Zhao Caishen heard Yang Yu speak, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, but only a flash passed, his steps did not stop, and he spoke with a smile:

"Bai Hai Bibotan, killing demons for 80,000 miles. Jianxian Nanling is the number one in the ten capitals today. Although Zhao is unable to hear or hear, how can he not recognize him?"

Outside the tea shop, the audience members who heard the conversation between the two were also 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 rushed to see this famous God of Wealth, who rarely showed up.

"Please ask!"

Zhao Caishen smiled and said hello, but his eyes remained on the red dress:

"Zhao is about to wake up from a nap, but he only feels that the purple air comes from the east is unspeakable. He hurriedly welcomes it. Fellow Daoist in Nanling should not be surprised..."

"Yeah?"

After glanced at Zhao Caishen, who had been in a hurry, changed into a golden robe, but still wearing cloth shoes, Yang Yu felt something was wrong, but under the secludedness, the fate of the person in front of him was obvious at a glance.

【Zhao Caishen】

【Fate: Recruiting wealth and treasure】

[Fate number: one purple, three gold, two red, one blue, two white and two black]

[The God of Wealth enters life (lilac), attracts wealth and treasure (light gold), has a prosperous fortune (light gold), and has a deep blessing (light gold),

A delicate heart (deep red), a clear mind (deep red), a rich person (light green), a wide heart and fat body (white), a smile always open (white),

The scattered spirit is plagued by (black), the death of a sudden death (black)]

【Status: Good】

Eleven Destiny, black and purple mixed with...

Moreover, it is the God of Wealth that enters life...

The upper limit of the fate of the Longquan Realm is much higher than the Shanhai Realm at this time. It is as red as lilac as lilac. The God of Wealth enters his life, but this is already the eight-pole person!

"It's true that I've got the eight poles, but..."

Yang Yu felt a little shocked, but he was not very surprised.

The land of Nanling is under the jurisdiction of the five demon veins, and the land of the southeast is even more strange due to the intervention of Wanshi Tianzong.

In this case, being able to seize the power between two major powers for many years is naturally not because of their generous nature, but because they must rely on it.

Apart from the rumored golden armored Taoist soldiers, it would be impossible for him to do it if he did not have the Nine-Brightest Point.

Now it seems that this God of Wealth is not only at the top of the Nine-Bright Extremely, but also has reached the threshold of the Eight-Pole.

Or maybe he entrenched here to promote the Baji?

only……

‘Why is his fate so illusory?’

Yang Yu had a thought in his mind. Under the secludedness, the fate of the person in front of him was clear at a glance, but he always felt something was wrong.

It seems that Tongyou can only see a glimpse of it, but it is impossible to see its full picture?

"Fellow Daoist Nanling has been here for a long time, so why not go to the mansion for a break?"

Zhao Caishen smiled as if he was not aware of it and invited Yang Yu to enter the mansion. The servants of the God of Wealth Mansion who came with him lined up on both sides, opened the middle gate and cleaned the street to welcome him.

"Let's wait!"

At this time, seeing the two of them talking to enter the mansion, the Hanchan boy finally couldn't help it, and his white clothes were moving without wind, and his face was cold.

But before he could speak, the old cholera demon and the Taoist Bi had already pressed his arms left and right, pulling him aside.

"you……"

The boy Hanchan looked ugly, but he quickly woke up and immediately closed his mouth.

The purpose of their trip was to find Zhao Caishen, who was suspected of resurrecting the ancient road ghost, to ask about the identity of Nanling.

But at this moment, there seems to be no need to ask.

‘This person is really a ghost, and it is extraordinary…’

Although the three of them were at the top of the Ten Capitals, they had already been promoted to Jiuyao hundreds of years ago. They were all first-class in magical powers and methods, so they were not afraid of Zhao Caishen at the top of Jiuyao.

But after this thought flashed through my mind, the most tyrannical chill boy calmed down and took the initiative to hide in the crowd.

"This is?"

Yang Yuzhuoruo looked at the three people who disappeared in surprise, and felt cold in his heart.

These days, he has read the catalogue of Ten Thousand Immortals a lot, and naturally he knows very well about the people on the Jiyun Gold List.

I just glanced over and knew who the person was.

The old demon cholera, the Taoist man of the Bi, and the Chicken Boy, before him, the top three in the Tendu Golden List were all old monsters who had not been promoted to Jiuyao for hundreds of years in order to wait for the Golden List of Lucky...

"Why are some idle people waiting for Qiufeng? Fellow Daoist Nanling doesn't have to care."

Zhao Caishen seemed careless, or he was thinking about something, and seemed a little confused.

‘It just so happened that the transaction with the ancient magic power can be done easily…’

Feeling the strong and almost insoluble malice on the three of them, Yang Yu felt cold in his heart, but he just nodded on his face, and was about to follow Zhao Caishen into the mansion.

But at this moment, another cold and hard sound came from a distance, accompanied by a burst of breath:

"Slow down!"

Boom!

It rolled in like thunder, crossing the city wall and crossing the street.

Yang Yu turned his eyes and saw a fire coming from the city gate and stopped at the other end of the long street.

I saw the visitor's red fire lingering, standing like a mountain, his eyes as if two big suns were burning, and a strong fighting spirit came to his face.

"Zhongli Lie!"

"The head of the true teachings of Wanshi Tianzong, the contemporary Taoist son!"

"A person like this, come and be a patrolman? Can't you?"

...

Compared with the three old cholera demons who may not appear once in hundreds of years, Zhong Lilie has a much greater reputation and is easier to identify.

The red dragon blade, which was so tall that the rank master recognized his identity as a group of magical powers inside and outside the city.

For a moment, Jincai City was in full bloom. The other two true teachings of Wanshitian Sect, a group of outer disciples, and even many stairs, and the masters of magical powers rushed to the long street, or climbed up to the high ground, looking towards the end of the long street.

"Sword Immortal Nanling!"

Someone followed Zhong Lilie's gaze and saw the red dress. He didn't know who it was, and suddenly exclaimed.

"Zhongli Lie, Wanshitian Sect!"

The noise of the crowd seemed to have disappeared at the moment when Zhong Lilie opened his mouth, and only his loud bell echoed:

"I have met fellow Taoist Nanling!"

"Zhongli Lie!"

Yang Yu raised his eyebrows and looked at him. He did not see his fate, but saw purple air rolling like a tide. This was a sign of great fortune to stand up.

And unlike Li Ningyang, this person's luck has been booming for many years.

"What is the price of Daozi from Wanshitian Sect, looking for me as a scattered person?"

Feeling Zhonglilie's momentum, Yang Yu also felt his index finger move, which was different from the rank master who had fought before.

The person in front of you is the representative figure who truly inherits the inheritance of this world.

The great fortune, the top of the ten capitals, the ultimate Taoist rank, and all kinds of magical powers...
To be continued...