Lan Tianjiao's seat made everyone present speechless, and they couldn't refute it.

"Incompetent rats!" Among the same family, there are people who despise it.

Lan Tianjiao didn't care about this, his cultivation was average, he was not Zhao Hongming's opponent at all, and he wanted revenge purely by hitting a stone with an egg.

I have children and a wife, if I take revenge, I guess there is only one way to die.

What should I do when I die, leaving orphans and widows? Maybe you'll be bullied.

Instead of this, it is better to give up this unrealistic obsession and live well.

At this moment, an ordinary disciple in the sect hurriedly ran over and said to Lan Tianjiao: "Senior Brother Lan, the master of the sect is looking for you, saying that he has something to explain. ”

"Looking for me?" Lan Tianjiao suddenly showed a look of surprise.

Among the many elders and descendants of the sect, his cultivation is average, and most of the time he eats and drinks with many disciples in the sect.

They have always been marginal figures in the affairs of the sect.

As far as he can remember, the number of times he saw the master of the door was only a handful.

After receiving an affirmative reply, Lan Tian hurriedly said, "You wait a while, I'll go over." ”

In this special period, the door master suddenly summoned him, which was obviously an important matter.

Lan Tianjiao hurriedly straightened his appearance and walked towards the back mountain under the eyes of many disciples.

In the back mountains, Zhang Yi has already communicated with Yan Tingting, and plans to bring Lan Tianjiao in.

First, although this person's strength is not high, his relationship in the sect is not bad, and he can help them stabilize the situation.

Second, he is still a concubine of Wei, and he has some connections with the Wei royal family, and he obviously has a higher acceptance of those decisions that are obviously inclined to Wei.

All things considered, he was the best choice.

Just when Zhang Yi was calculating Lan Tianjiao, Zhao Hongming and Gao Yanshi had already walked to the door of the treasure house of Zhengyimen.

He sat on the back of the dragon horse and looked at the treasure house of this sect that was located in the depths of the main gate.

The treasure house of the main gate of the sect is a huge stone building that is incomparably sturdy, embedded in the mountain, as if the mountain has been hollowed out.

The treasury door was thick and solid, made of tons of fine iron, and was carved with intricate runes that emitted a faint blue glow.

Even though the Zhengyi Sect had undergone such a big change, there was still a disciple of the Guardian Vault of the Enlightenment Realm standing on both sides of the gate, sticking to it.

Their expressions were serious, their eyes were like torches, vigilantly guarding against Zhao Hongming, and they all shouted: "This is the important place of the sect, idlers are not allowed to enter!" ”

Zhao Hongming couldn't help but laugh dumbly when he saw the performance of the two.

From the words of the two, he sensed a hint of nervousness and fear.

It seems that they are not ignorant of everything.

Zhao Hongming didn't care about this and drove the dragon horse forward.

The two Shouku disciples glanced at each other, then gritted their teeth and rushed forward, trying to stop Zhao Hongming.

However, they are not yet close.

A black shadow galloped in, two iron hooves each on their chests.

Poof.

How terrifying is the power of the dragon foal.

Under this kick, the two treasury guards directly cracked their whole bodies, bleeding from their seven orifices, and swallowed their last breath after slamming into the heavy treasure house door.

The dragon horse has the blood of a true dragon, and the power of the hooves is no joke, one kick is enough to kick a Martial Artist of the Enlightenment Realm to death.

Gao Yansden's face changed when he was beside him, and he was shocked by the power of the dragon foal.

Zhao Hongming flipped off the back of the dragon horse, stepped over the corpses of the two with an expressionless face, and walked to the gate of the treasure house made of fine iron poured by Zhengmen.

The gate is as high as five zhang, and Zhao Hongming feels extremely small when he stands under the door.

He gathered his mind, put his hand on the cold iron wall, closed his eyes, and carefully perceived.

There is a layer of formation prohibition arranged on this gate, which is from the same source as the dragon scale frost array of the main gate.

Zhao Hongming couldn't help but show a little smile on his face, it seems that it is not difficult to break this ban.

He runs the Array Sutra.

A golden light erupted from the palm of his hand, turning into a grinding disc several feet high, heading towards the copper door.

At this time, the bronze door of the treasure house also seemed to have a reaction, and the runes on it were full of blue light, as if they wanted to resist.

The golden light and the blue light are squeezed together, constantly grinding off each other.

After a few moments, the blue light that bloomed on the runes became fainter and fainter, until finally it was completely wiped out with a bang and disappeared.

The prohibition on the door of the treasure house was easily broken by Zhao Hongming.

Zhao Hongming let go of his palm, and the muscles of his whole body began to crackle and swell, and in a blink of an eye, he became a burly man with a height of two meters.

He stretched out two arms as thick as the thighs of an ordinary person, propped them up on the door of the treasure house, and pushed them up with a loud shout.

A dull grinding sound sounded, and a crack appeared in the door of the treasure house.

This bronze door was heavier and stronger than he had imagined, and Rao was still a little difficult to push with his strength.

The dragon colt behind him seemed to understand something, hissed, rushed over, and leaned against the door of the treasure house, exerting force with four hooves.

Zhao Hongming only felt that the weight of the treasure house gate in front of him was suddenly much lighter.

Immediately, he no longer hesitated, and the muscles of his whole body were like tense bowstrings, bursting out with a mountain of overwhelming power.

Thundered!

The door of the treasure house opened little by little in front of the muscles cast like copper and iron, and a rotten, damp smell permeated from behind the bronze door.

Zhao Hongming waved his palm and swept it between his noses.

After getting used to this taste, Zhao Hongming said: "Let's go, go in with the palace and have a look." ”

"Yes, Your Highness." Gao Yanshi on the side bowed his head and said.

As soon as you enter, the first thing that catches your eye is countless gold, silver, jewelry, weapons, elixirs, wish stones, and other items.

Some are placed on bright wooden shelves, some are carefully stored in sealed jade boxes, and some are stacked haphazardly.

As far as the eye can see, there is no end in sight to the entire treasure trove.

Zhao Hongming has also seen the royal treasury, but it is really small compared to it.

There are many martial artists in the main gate, and there are tens of thousands of them in a rough calculation.

These martial arts cultivation is indispensable for martial arts training resources.

Among them, most of the martial arts training resources are based on wishing stones and pills.

After a little thought, I knew that the daily cultivation consumption of more than 10,000 martial artists would be a huge number.

In particular, I wish the stone to be the most.

After two hundred years of accumulation, the Wish Stone in the treasure house has reached an unimaginable level.

The wish stones were packed in half-human-high boxes, neatly stacked together, filling most of the mountain's belly.

According to Zhao Hongming's rough estimates, there are about 3,000 wish stones in a wooden box.

Such an amount can almost be worth the income of the treasury of Wei for thirty or forty years.

In other words, a Zhengmen did nothing, and took one-tenth of the Wei State's Yuanshi tax in one year.

"Hehe......" Zhao Hongming sneered twice: "The reason why the country is not prosperous is here." ”

It is no wonder that all countries in the world do not dare to raise professional soldiers like Wei Wushu, purely because the national strength does not allow it.

Raising a top-notch martial arts force is enough for them to have a headache.

But from today onwards, Wei will be different from them.

Zhao Hongming stepped forward and opened one of the boxes, picked up a few wish stones, looked at them a few times, and said, "Father-in-law Gao." ”

"The minions are here."

"Pass the order, let General Wu send someone over, fill all these things into my Great Wei treasury, and then pick 10,000 Wei warriors to take turns to be stationed in Zhengmen, and this place will be the cultivation place of the Wei army in the future."

Gao Yanshi didn't know why, his emotions became excited, and he said loudly: "The slave obeys the order." (End of chapter)