Chapter 953: The Uncommon God of Wealth

Chapter 953 The extraordinary God of Wealth...

Nanling? !

Seeing the dazzling red robe, the three old cholera demons couldn't help but be shocked.

Unexpectedly, I met Nanling, who I had been looking for for a long time, here.

What's more, I didn't expect that Zhao Caishen, who was able to occupy this city within the territory of the Immortal Sect and the Demon Sect, was suspected of being a 'Taoist ghost' and didn't even look at his own people. He greeted him from a distance and was very polite. , 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, could not help but raise his eyebrows:

"You recognize me?"

Although this man in golden robe is tall, his limbs and muscles are loose and he has a big belly. He smiles and laughs. He really 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 and doubt, 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 eighty thousand 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 this famous but rarely seen God of Wealth.

"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. He felt that the purple energy coming from the east was extremely valuable, so he hurriedly came out to greet him. Fellow Taoist Nanling, please don't 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】

[Fortune: Promote 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), brings prosperity (light gold), and brings deep blessings (light gold).

Exquisite heart (dark red), clear mind (dark red), rich (light green), broad-minded and fat (white), always smiling (white),

Haunted by calamity (black), fate of violent death (black)]

[Status: 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!

"I did get 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, being able to divide one side between the two major powers for many years is naturally not because of his generosity, but because he 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 tunnel, the fate of the person in front of him was clearly visible, 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 the Caishen Mansion who followed him lined up on both sides, opened the middle door, and cleared the street to welcome him.

"Wait!"

At this time, seeing that the two of them were about to enter the house after exchanging pleasantries, Hanchan Boy 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 demon of cholera and the Taoist writer had already held his arms on the left and right, and pulled him aside.

"you……"

The 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 Jiu Yao for hundreds of years. Their magical powers are all first-class, 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 reading the catalog of Ten Thousand Immortals frequently, and he naturally knows very well 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 some idle people who want to come to enjoy the autumn breeze? You don't have to worry about it, fellow Taoist Nanling people."

Zhao Caishen seemed careless, or maybe he was thinking about something, and seemed to be distracted.

‘It just so happens that the deal with Gu Shentong can be done at the same time…’

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

But at this time, another cold and hard voice came from a distance, accompanied by a thunderous explosion:

“Wait!”

Boom!

It came like a rolling thunder, crossing the city wall and passing through the street.

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

The man was surrounded by red fire, standing like a mountain, his eyes were like two suns burning, and a strong fighting spirit came to him.

"Zhongli Lie!"

"The head of the Wanshi Tianzong's true disciples, the contemporary Daoist!"

"Such a person also wants to be an inspector? Can't he?"

...

Compared to the three old cholera demons who may not show up once every few hundred years, Zhongli Lie's reputation is much greater and easier to identify.

Just that red dragon blade as tall as a person has made all the masters of magical powers and ranks inside and outside the city recognize his identity.

For a moment, Jincai City was boiling. The other two true disciples of Wanshi Tianzong, a group of outer disciples, and even many ranks and masters of magical powers rushed to the long street, or climbed to a high place and looked at the end of the long street.

"Sword Immortal Nanling!"

Someone followed Zhongli Lie's gaze and saw the red-clothed man. He didn't know who it was, and suddenly exclaimed.

"Wanshi Tianzong Zhongli Lie!"

The noisy voices seemed to disappear the moment Zhongli Lie opened his mouth, and only his voice like a huge bell echoed:

"Hello, fellow Daoist Nanling!"

"Zhongli Lie!"

Yang Yu raised his eyebrows and looked at him. He could not see the man's fate, but he saw purple air rolling in like a tide. This was a sign of great luck blessing him.

And unlike Li Ningyang, this man's luck has been flourishing for many years.

"Wanshi Tianzong Daozi, what do you want to do with me, a wanderer?"

Feeling Zhongli Lie's momentum, Yang Yu also felt his appetite move, unlike the rank master he had fought before.

The person in front of him was the representative figure who truly inherited the inheritance of this world.

Great fortune, the top of the ten cities, the ultimate rank, various magical powers...

"Of course..."

Zhongli Lie spoke proudly, but as soon as he opened his mouth, he was interrupted by Zhao Caishen. The wealthy God of Wealth smiled and bowed:

"As the saying goes, it is better to resolve a feud than to create one. Although I don't know what conflict you two have, let's calm down a little. After all, harmony brings wealth!"

His voice was neither high nor low, and his smile was even more naive, but as soon as he opened his mouth, Zhongli Lie's fighting spirit unexpectedly dropped strangely.

"Ninth level of magical power!"

Yang Yu keenly sensed the fluctuation of the magical power. He, who had no desire to attack, was even more peaceful in his heart.

At the other end of the long street, Zhongli Lie's body was surging with red fire, but he did not attack.

"What a magical power! What a great auxiliary magical power!"

Zhongli Lie's red fire disappeared, and his eyes could not help but flash with solemnity.

Under this magical power, although he did not suffer any injuries or discomfort, his fighting spirit suddenly fell to the bottom, and he lost the desire to fight.

Of course, he could force his move, but...

"Fellow Daoist Zhong has come from afar, why don't you come into the mansion to rest? Although our mansion is shabby, there are some fine wines and delicacies, why not try some?"

Zhao Caishen still smiled and was harmless to people and animals.

But whether it was Yang Yu, Zhong Lilie, the surrounding magical power masters, or the three cholera demons in the dark, none of them dared to look down on him.

And the latter three, after hearing this invitation, their expressions became extremely wonderful, and the frost-like face of the cicada boy turned red like blood at this moment.

"Old man, how dare you insult me?!"

The cicada boy felt that he was trembling a little, and the faces of the other two were naturally very ugly.

"Okay."

Zhong Lilie glanced at the many disciples of Wanshi Tianzong and the three cholera demons lurking in the dark, and stepped into the mansion with his head held high.

"Fellow Daoist Nanling, please?"

Zhao Caishen raised one hand and gently turned the two night-shining pearls in his palm with the other hand, smiling.

Yang Yu nodded and stepped into the mansion.

The mansion of the God of Wealth was extremely luxurious, with white jade as bricks, red gold as paint, and various natural treasures as embellishments. The four words "wealthy and powerful" were almost pasted on the faces of the two.

"The God of Wealth is really, rich and powerful."

Yang Yu paced and watched, amazed.

This is not just gold and silver treasures. He has seen hundreds of natural treasures along the way, including some rare ones, but here, they are just embellishments like rockery and potted plants.

"I'm sorry to have embarrassed you two distinguished guests."

Zhong Lie sat down with a blank expression, Zhao Caishen responded with a smile, and only after many delicacies and fine wines were served did he look at Yang Yu:

"Fellow Daoist Nanling is so lucky that Zhao can't even look at him directly, but I didn't know that you have already embarked on the 'Northern Dipper Road'?"

Well... I'm going to have a meal, and then continue writing, two updates today!