Ascension Through Generations

After two lifetimes, Zhao Sheng stepped into Dongtian City again. What he saw was that Dongtian City was still full of various pavilions, pavilions and towers, with well-defined streets and well-organized roads. People came and went in the streets, bustling and bustling.

The cave walls around the cave are densely packed with caves, and there are also immortal cultivators with different clothes and different expressions flying in and out of the caves, which looks extremely busy.

Nine hundred years have passed by, and Dongtian City is still the same city of casual cultivators as before!

Zhao Sheng felt a flash of emotion in his heart.

He walked leisurely on the streets of Fangshi, and when he was interested, he sometimes entered the shops along the road, and sometimes leaned down to randomly select a few gadgets from the stalls of casual cultivators.

After he became familiar with the environment and atmosphere of Dongtian City again, Zhao Sheng set out for the inner city.

Half a quarter of an hour later, in the backyard living room of a pill shop in Dandingfang, Zhao Sheng sat at the top with a golden sword, and a middle-aged man with an ordinary face stood respectfully on his left.

"Pulse Master, this is all the information we have collected recently. Please take a look at it."

The middle-aged man's name is Zhao Yangong, he is in the middle stage of Qi refining, he is a member of the ANBU, and he is also a member of the Shenzi Pulse clan, so he is not called the clan elder, but Zhao Sheng is the clan leader.

Zhao Sheng took a photo of the jade slip, penetrated it with his spiritual consciousness, and read the information inside in the blink of an eye.

"Well, Dongtian City has been in chaos recently! A casual cultivator of Golden Pill was actually assassinated by his apprentice, and he succeeded. This is simply ridiculous."

"Pulse Master, Shi Qin Zhenren ended up like this. Rumor has it that he was seriously injured during the expedition to the Relic Mansion half a year ago. After he came back, he tried to take the life of his apprentice to heal his injuries. Only then was he attacked by three apprentices together, and finally Death."

"Where are the three apprentices?"

"The three of them have disappeared."

"Haha, I think missing someone is false, but being silenced is true."

"Master Pulse, are you saying that Shi Qin Zhenren was not killed by his disciple, but that the murderer was someone else?"

"Well, whether it's for treasure or vendetta, it has nothing to do with the purpose of my coming here.

But I want to remind you that there are some things that you should never mess with, and some things that are best not even touched! People will die, you know? "

"Yes, Lord Pulse! Yan Gong has realized his mistake, and I will immediately sever ties with outsiders." When Zhao Yan Gong heard this, he suddenly broke into a cold sweat and was so frightened that he bowed and begged for mercy.

Zhao Sheng only hit the opponent once and had no intention of attacking him.

After resting for a day, Zhao Sheng took two storage bags containing necessary supplies and left Dongtian City alone.

As a foundation-building monk, he doesn't have to climb up and down as hard as he did in his previous life. Just by controlling the Fang Tian Painting Halberd, he could easily fly through the Tiangang atmosphere.

It took a quarter of an hour for Zhao Sheng to fly directly onto the cliff face of the valley eighteen miles high.

Along the uneven cliff face mixed with gray and green, it flew horizontally for nearly four hundred miles.

The cloudy world on the dark side of Tianzhu Mountain soon appeared in front of him.

After searching for a while, Zhao Sheng quickly saw the landmark: the big bluestone more than three feet high.

After nearly a thousand years of continuous exploration by Zhao clan members, every plant and tree along the 300-mile journey from Daqingshi to Zhao's Secret Mansion has been clearly marked.

Not only that, the Zhao family has also set up many secret fortresses along the way, which are usually used for tribesmen to rest, protect safety and avoid sudden dangers.

Three days later, on a seemingly ordinary cloud and mist mountain cliff, Zhao Sheng stood on a raised stone, took out a knife-shaped pass token from his sleeve, and shook it gently at the cloud and mist in front of him.

In the blink of an eye, the thick clouds and mist in front of him suddenly opened up a winding three-foot path. Zhao Sheng dodged, flew across the path, and entered the secret palace.

After he disappeared, the clouds and mist spread again, and the path was quickly hidden among numerous formations.

After crossing the third-order magic array and the defensive array, Zhao Sheng just stepped onto the ground. Waves of fragrant, sweet and strong fragrance, accompanied by streams of agile water and wood spiritual energy, instantly surged to his nose.

Zhao Sheng took a deep breath and fixed his gaze directly on the ancient flat peach tree that was as thick as two people's arms, with old and twisted branches, and a huge shade like a mountain, so big that it occupied most of the world.

Under the careful care of the Zhao clan, this ancient and exotic tree has grown beyond imagination.

The peach leaves are as crystal clear as jasper, and the large spiritual clouds under the trees among the branches are surrounded by large clouds of water, which are full of water and refract out streaks of rainbow light.

Under the cover of peach leaves and branches, life-extending flat peaches the size of a human head, with red tops and white skin, and skin as smooth as jade, with a faint aura shining on the surface, hang high and low among the treetops, exuding an extremely attractive scent. aroma.

In ancient times, flat peach trees bloomed every thirty years and bore fruit every thirty years, yielding thirty-six peaches.

Because this round of ripening was still half a year away, Zhao Sheng came to the Secret Mansion in advance to guard the peach trees.

When the flat peaches are truly ripe, Zhao Xuanjing, the ancestor of the Zhao family's golden elixir, will also come here in person.

"Qingyang, my family really sent you here."

While he was talking, a thin old man with an unusually old face, ocher clothes and white hair suddenly emerged from a cave not far away, and landed in front of Zhao Sheng, smiling with a surprised expression.

Zhao Sheng walked forward a few steps and said with a smile: "Fifth Master, there are no more than ten people in the family who know this place. After all, I am the most suitable."

The fifth master's real name is Zhao Daochuan, who is at the eighth level of foundation building. He ate a life-extending peach in his early years, so he is the only living member of the Dao generation of the Zhao family.

Zhao Daochuan was not born in Xinglongyuan, but from the Taiwu Mountain side of his ancestral home.

This person has been obsessed with formations all his life, and is especially good at civil construction. Therefore, he is highly valued and favored by Zhao Xuanjing.

As we all know, formations are broad, profound, and difficult to understand. Its difficulty of study is undoubtedly the first among all the arts of cultivating immortals. Not only is it difficult to get started, but it is even more difficult to improve.

A third-level array mage is often rarer than a real person with a false elixir.

Zhao Daochuan is a quasi-third-level array mage. His highest achievement in his life is the quasi-third-level composite array outside that builds the outer defense of the Zhao family's secret palace: the Wutu Lingguang Array.

"Haha, just come here. I'll leave it to you to take care of the outside. I'll go back down first. I have a Wutu Housheng Formation in my hand that I haven't studied thoroughly yet. It's a critical moment now, so it's best not to disturb me. "

At this time, Zhao Daochuan actually left Zhao Sheng alone, turned around and quickly slipped into the cave.

Seeing this situation, Zhao Sheng couldn't help but shake his head. He had no idea what to do about the fifth master, who was so crazy.

Since then, Zhao Sheng has set up camp in the Secret Mansion.

Time is like water. Autumn passes and winter comes, and Tianzhu Mountain becomes colder day by day.

One day, Zhao Sheng was sitting cross-legged under the peach tree. His brows were furrowed, his veins were bulging, and he looked slightly painful. However, circles of silvery white, light black, golden, and light blue were faintly transmitted inside and outside his body. Light green five-color aura.

Among them, the light blue aura is the most dazzling. It spreads all over the body, forming a dense and criss-crossing network of the human body. If you look closely, you will see that this network of spiritual light is exactly the same as the blood vessels of the human body.

Half an hour later, first the silvery white spiritual light dispersed, then the light black spiritual light, and then the golden and light blue spiritual light disappeared.

Finally, it was the light green aura's turn to slowly dissipate. Zhao Sheng's muscles and bones crackled, and the mercury marrow blood in his body surged like a roar. His body expanded and contracted nine times in a row before returning to normal.

"Huh, very good. After the mercury crystal marrow was refined into my blood, my physical body has become much stronger than before. It should be comparable to high-grade spiritual weapons. Unfortunately, the immortal golden body is still a little short of completion. Although the treasure is good, It's just too little." Zhao Sheng sighed greedily in his heart and slowly opened his eyes.

After completing the exercise, Zhao Sheng was overjoyed. He stretched out and stood up from the ground. After stretching his muscles a few times, he was about to go into the cave to see how far the fifth master had studied.

Um?

At this moment, his face suddenly changed slightly, and he suddenly raised his head to look at the sky. Through the many magic formations, he seemed to have seen the changes in the sky.

Boom!

Boom!

A series of rumbling and muffled sounds suddenly came from the depths of the clouds and mist above our heads, like the muffled thunder that kept exploding during a thunderstorm. The sound of thunder came from far to near, pressing.

"Tianzhu cold wave!" Zhao Sheng suddenly realized and looked slightly surprised.

At this time, there were waves of fine crackling sounds of ice forming on the mountain wall.

As the temperature dropped sharply, countless white ice shards suddenly appeared in the fog and fell.

The unique cold air of Tianzhu Mountain condensed in the blink of an eye, and the air pillars circled and roared, constantly stirring the surrounding dense fog.

In just a few minutes, the end of Zhao Sheng's eyes was occupied by endless white.

A white line emerged from the sea of ​​clouds in the upper layer, extending from top to bottom, from left to right.

The white cold wave is boundless and mighty, crushing everything with overwhelming force.

Countless cold currents between the sky and the earth turned into bone-piercing "ice spears", with thorns crisscrossing thousands of feet, whistling and sweeping with the surrounding cold air.

The cold wave natural disaster cannot be stopped by human beings!

As the cold wave swept away the world of clouds and mist, Zhao Sheng had already seen tens of thousands of monsters, beasts and birds fleeing from above, jumping down, or hiding in stone crevices and caves.

"Damn, I almost forgot!"

At this time, Zhao Daochuan cursed and ran out of the cave. As he ran, he continued to perform magic formulas, shooting out streaks of khaki spiritual power into the air.

Buzz!

I saw a sudden ripple in the air, and the defensive array on the periphery of the secret palace was activated to its full power in the blink of an eye.

At the same time, the more peripheral phantom formations were also opened with full force, and the range of the magic formation expanded to a radius of three hundred feet.

As soon as any monster, beast or bird breaks into the scope of the phantom array, it will be induced by the power of the array to deviate from the direction of escape and unconsciously avoid the location of the secret palace.

"Okay, Qingyang, don't worry! I haven't seen a monster break through the defense line in many years. Just go and practice.

The peaches will be ripe in a month. When the ancestor comes, we will have nothing to worry about. "

Zhao Daochuan patted Zhao Sheng on the shoulder, then turned around and rushed into the cave.

He has been watching the Tianzhu Cold Wave for more than sixty years and has lost any interest in it.

…

Five days later,

Bang, bang!

A piece of earth and stone wrapped in several irregular large stones suddenly fell from the sky, passed through the illusory formation, hit the barrier of the defensive formation, was led to the outside by the power of the formation, and then continued to fall downwards.

Standing on the edge of the slope, Zhao Sheng suddenly narrowed his eyes and saw a half-body body with only the waist down mixed in the earth and rocks.

boom!

The next second, the other half of the body also fell from the sky, hit the barrier, and slid down diagonally.

Zhao Sheng's consciousness exploded, he stretched out his hand and made a move, causing the body to stop abruptly.

He opened a small gap in the magic circle and photographed the corpse at his feet.

The dead man was an old man in his fifties. He was dressed in gorgeous clothes and made of unusual materials.

Zhao Sheng squatted down, reached out and touched the body, and couldn't help but said to himself in surprise: "Judging from the age of the bones and the traces of spiritual power, this person is another foundation-building monk. What happened up there?"

Fighting and fighting are common on Tianzhu Mountain, but during the cold wave, immortal cultivators rarely dare to brave the extremely cold weather to go up the mountain.

Especially in the past half day, the bodies of two foundation-building monks fell down in succession. The place of death happened to be at an unknown height above the secret palace.

Is this a bit strange?

boom!

At this time, another large piece of earth and rock mixed with a large amount of ice and snow roared down from the sky.

Zhao Sheng raised his head and looked up at the sky, but his sight was blocked by ice and snow, and he couldn't see what was happening above.

"Is this a coincidence?" Zhao Sheng looked at the sky thoughtfully and murmured to himself.

On the next day, batches of earth, rocks, ice and snow continued to fall around the secret palace, and there were also many corpses of monsters and immortal cultivators.

Even at night, Zhao Sheng saw three foundation-building monks each carrying three bright fireballs, quickly passing over the cliff face twenty miles away, and flying higher in an instant.

"Something happened!" Seeing this, Zhao Sheng finally realized that some kind of accident must have happened on the mountain.

"I have to go check it out."

With a flash of inspiration, Zhao Sheng immediately turned into a wisp of smoke and penetrated into the cave.

After passing through the long passage and past the large-scale building complexes, Zhao Sheng arrived at the Shanlong Cave.

After thousands of years of growth, the entire cave has been occupied by countless roots of the peach tree. Most of the huge mountain dragon's remains have been consumed at this moment, and its size is only three stories high.

Zhao Sheng had no intention of caring about this.

He quickly passed through the passages in the northwest corner of the cave, driving for more than a hundred feet, and finally arrived at a huge stone hall.

He quickly found Zhao Daochuan and explained his intention to go out to investigate.

"Qingyang, the flat peaches are almost ripe. Why don't you go out right now?" Zhao Daochuan said tactfully.

"Master, with you here, and the third-level magic circle outside, it is impossible for ordinary Jindan Daoist to attack in a short time. And over the years, has any outsider discovered the secret mansion?"

"I have been discovered a few times before, but they were all killed. As for the real Jin Dan, there is no one." Zhao Daochuan said in a low voice.

"Yes! In that case, what are you worried about? Master, I have a hunch that maybe the opportunity has come. If I don't go there, I will be very unwilling." Zhao Shengyue said, his heart palpitating more and more, as if it really happened. As if something was waiting for him.

"In this case, you might as well go there. But be careful. If you are in danger, retreat quickly. The ancestors will come at any time. Just let the ancestors take action when the time comes."

"Well, I'll leave first!"

Zhao Sheng nodded at him, then turned and left the place.

A moment later, a thin man with a yellow face appeared out of thin air in a dangerous depression.

This man is Zhao Sheng after changing his body shape.

He took out a three-inch flying sword and swung it out with a shake of his hand. The small sword suddenly grew to a length of three feet, and then turned into a sword rainbow that wrapped around Zhao Sheng's body and rushed into the sky quickly.

An hour later, Zhao Sheng flew through two seas of clouds continuously and reached an altitude of more than forty miles.

At this altitude, the air is extremely thin, the environment is extremely cold, and the breath turns into ice.

As far as the eye can see, the cliffs are all covered with a thick layer of ice, and the sky is filled with strange and extremely sharp frost.

Countless frosts are raging back and forth with the roar of the storm, and their destructive power is no less than that of countless first-level spells bursting out at the same time. Ordinary Qi refining in the late stage can not last even two breaths, and it is impossible to survive here unless you are in the foundation building realm.

However, in this harsh environment, Zhao Sheng looked at the sky from a distance and was shocked to see a large piece of white mist in the sky.

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