Ascension Through Generations

In the room, Zhao Sheng touched Wei Ling's forehead with his toe and quietly sent a stream of spiritual power.

The next second, Wei Ling groaned, slowly woke up, and sat up from the ground.

Zhao Sheng stood in front of the bed and looked at the two corpse collection disciples with a calm expression.

Seeing this, the two men in black robes paused. One of them suddenly said in a dry voice: "Uncle Master, Master Wei has passed away. We are ordered to escort the body of Master Wei back to the mountain for burial."

"Brother Wei has just passed away for a moment, and you two are here. Do you know what to expect?" Zhao Sheng asked bluntly.

He knew that it was a bit taboo to ask such a question, but the opportunity was rare, and it would be a waste of opportunity if he didn't take the opportunity to find out more.

The two men in black robes were silent for a moment, and then one of them answered: "Uncle Master, we are just following orders and don't know anything else."

"Grandpa. Woohoo!"

At this moment, Wei Ling suddenly rushed to the bedside, crying and shouting loudly.

Then, there were commotions outside the room and faint sounds of crying. It was obvious that people outside already knew that Mr. Wei was dead.

Zhao Sheng took the opportunity and said: "Master Wei has been in charge of Lingyun Academy for decades and is highly respected in the hearts of his disciples. Unfortunately, he passed away today, and all the disciples are extremely sad. Can you tolerate it for a few days? Wait for seven days to pay homage before bringing him back. Burial in Moyashan.”

If he could have seven days, it would be enough for him to study the strange blood pill thoroughly.

"No! The sect has rules. Anyone who dies outside must be brought back for burial as soon as possible. I hope my uncle won't make things difficult for me!" The black-robed corpse collector immediately rejected Zhao Sheng's proposal, and his tone was extremely firm.

Zhao Sheng pondered for a while, probably having some speculations in his mind.

"Well, that's the case! Ling'er, get out of the way!"

"Master, I don't! They want to take away my grandfather's body before his body is cold! They are not human!" Wei Ling lay on the bed, holding Wei Youquan's right hand tightly with both hands, crying with a stubborn face.

"I'm sorry!" After saying that, the two of them rubbed their bodies...

…

Seven days later, when Lingyun Academy welcomed a new director, Zhao Sheng returned to Guiyuan Sect in a very low-key manner.

Thirty years have passed, and Moya Mountain, which was originally deserted, has now become a fairyland.

On the top of the mountain, the Guiyuan Hall is full of spiritual energy and radiant. Large colorful clouds surround the mountain. In the square, cranes and birds fly up and down, singing loudly.

As night falls, in the cliffs up and down Moya Mountain, streaks of colorful brilliance emanate from caves, trees, cliffs and other hidden places.

Underneath the brilliance is the monk's cave.

At the foot of Moya Mountain, countless palaces and pavilions stand like mountains, stretching for dozens of miles. Looking down from a height of ten thousand feet, the lights on the ground are brilliant, almost like a city that never sleeps.

The Guiyuan Sect established a sect that was less than Jiazi, but it was very prosperous and the mountain gate had a grand atmosphere. Not to mention that outsiders could not believe it when they saw it, even Zhao Sheng, who had just returned, found it incredible.

It was late at night, but the Gongde Hall was still very busy. Disciples of the Guiyuan Sect were bustling with people, constantly coming in and out. It seemed even more lively than during the day.

Zhao Sheng specially used a magic talisman, changed his image, and entered the Hall of Merit among the crowd.

An hour later, Zhao Sheng left the Merit Hall in an unusually low-key manner.

As soon as he left, the merit hall exploded.

"The "Golden Crow Burning Heaven Technique" was exchanged and taken away!"

"That's right! A total of 800,000 merit points!"

"Do you know which god in the sect he is?"

"I don't know! But this person must be a foundation-building monk!"

"It makes sense!"

The news that "Golden Crow Burning Heaven Technique" had been redeemed quickly spread among the disciples of Guiyuan Sect, and spread throughout the entire Guiyuan Sect in a short period of time.

For who redeemed it? There are different opinions in the clan.

Qi refining disciples may not know it, but the foundation-building monks of Guiyuan Sect have several suspects, and Zhao Sheng is one of them.

So, at a party half a month later, Master Feng Yu teased Zhao Sheng tentatively: "Junior brother Zhao, I haven't returned to the mountain for decades. I didn't expect to make such a big noise when I came back!"

After not seeing each other for many years, Old Taoist Feng Yu had aged terribly, and there was a faint air of death in his breath.

Facing a dying person, Zhao Sheng was very careful, shook his head and said with a smile: "Senior brother, you are kidding me. Even if you chop up my whole body and sell it, you can't exchange it for the "Golden Crow Burning Heaven Technique"."

"Stop hiding it. Who else could it be if it weren't you? We started together, so why can't we still trust the old master!"

Although Feng Yu Laodao asked again and again, Zhao Sheng still denied it.

Old Taoist Feng Yu was unwilling to ask again, but Zhao Sheng suddenly looked sad and sighed: "Senior brother, did you know that Brother Wei of Lingyun Academy has passed away!"

Old Taoist Feng Yu was very surprised and said: "What are you talking about? Wei Youquan is actually dead! When did he die? How did he die! He was just over two years old!"

"Seven days ago, he died of blood blight!"

Old Taoist Feng Yu trembled when he heard this, and a look of fear and horror suddenly appeared on his face.

As soon as Zhao Sheng finished speaking, there was a sudden silence in the gathering place. All the foundation-building monks present looked very unnatural, and even more so, like the old Taoist Feng Yu, who showed fear.

There is no doubt that blood disease has become a closely guarded word within the Guiyuan Sect.

Only Zhao Sheng could say it so calmly.

Old Taoist Feng Yu was frightened and no longer had the intention to ask about the "Golden Crow Burning Heaven Technique".

He wanted to leave, but Zhao Sheng's purpose of attending the party had not yet been achieved, so how could he let him go.

"Senior brother, wait a minute. I have something else to ask you?"

Old Taoist Feng Yu frowned, "Junior brother, what do you want to ask?"

"I heard that more than ten years ago, senior brother went to the Tianhuang Territory to open a branch. Is this true?" Zhao Sheng asked with a serious expression.

After listening to this, Master Feng Yu frowned even more tightly and felt even worse!

This thing is his shame,

Sixteen years ago, in order to earn merit, he excitedly went to the Tianhuang Realm to make contributions. Unexpectedly, he was squeezed out by the local forces and finally lost his footing and retreated to Moya Mountain in great embarrassment.

"Well, that's probably the case." Old Taoist Feng Yu said perfunctorily.

Zhao Sheng's eyes lit up and he said in a sincere tone: "Brother, don't be surprised, I have the same idea as your senior brother. It's just that I know very little about the customs and customs of the Tianhuang Territory, so please give me some advice!"

Old Taoist Feng Yu's eyes flashed, and he suddenly said: "Since junior brother wants to ask, the old Taoist naturally knows everything and can tell you everything. But..."

His tone became longer and he did not continue speaking, but looked at Zhao Sheng with bright eyes.

When Zhao Sheng heard this, he understood what he meant and felt relieved.

"As long as senior brother tells the truth. I have a few gadgets here that I don't need. I'll just give them to senior brother for fun."

Old Taoist Feng Yu shook his head and said in a deep voice: "Not enough! Although Pindao failed, there is still a group of available manpower in Tianhuang Territory. If junior brother wants to take over, feel free to take it, but this little thing is far from enough."

Zhao Sheng felt happy. The reason why he took the initiative to find Feng Yu was precisely because of the manpower he mentioned.

So, he immediately and decisively agreed.

Since this was not the place to talk, the two immediately got up and left. After finding a private place, they sat down and started talking to each other.

After some haggling, Zhao Sheng spent a lot of merit and finally met Feng Yu's request.

Then, Old Taoist Feng Yu enthusiastically explained to Zhao Sheng the customs and customs of the Tianhuang Territory.

This lecture lasted for a whole day and night. Only when everything in Feng Yu's head was emptied out did Zhao Sheng let him go with satisfaction.

…

Half a month later, Zhao Sheng took the initiative to find the leader Jin Chenzi and proposed to him to open a branch in Tianhuang Territory.

Jin Chenzi appreciated Zhao Sheng's initiative to serve the sect and readily agreed immediately.

In a sense, Guiyuan Sect very much welcomes foundation-building disciples to open branches in various areas of Central Continent.

Branches can be opened at will, but there is one thing...the annual "performance" must meet the standards.

The so-called performance refers to the essence and blood beads.

Depending on the number of disciples, the sect will require the branch to donate a certain number of essence and blood beads.

If the performance reaches the standard, the hospital owner can receive a large amount of merit.

If the amount is exceeded, the hospital owner will not only get half of the excess amount, but will also be eligible for "discounted" redemption at the Merit Hall.

Zhao Sheng had limited connections in Guiyuan Sect, and he didn't even have a few direct disciples.

However, there are too many disciples of Guiyuan Sect, and the competition is too fierce, and there are many "ambitious" ones among them.

Therefore, after Zhao Sheng let the wind go, a dozen Qi Refining Dzogchen came to his door that day, volunteering to follow him to "build meritorious deeds."

This was not Zhao Sheng's original intention, but in the face of these activists who brought their own dry food, of course he readily accepted it.

People are more valuable than their essence!

After some interviews, Zhao Sheng only accepted four of them, and sent the others away after giving them a few Essence and Blood Talisman.

Just when Zhao Sheng was concentrating on preparing for things in Tianhuang Territory, a sudden piece of bad news interrupted his plan.

This afternoon, Zhao Sheng was concentrating on refining a batch of blood refining talismans.

click

A jade pendant hanging from his waist suddenly broke into two pieces and fell to the ground.

Zhao Sheng's expression suddenly changed, he dropped the talisman pen and rushed out of the talisman-making room.

After two breaths, on a cliff somewhere on the mountainside of Moya Mountain, a cloud boat suddenly rose into the sky, flew high into the sky, and then sped towards Dongtian City.

…

Six days later, Taiwu Mountain,

In the courtyard on the top of the mountain, all the immortal cultivators of the Zhao family appeared here. At this time, everyone looked grief-stricken.

At the same time, in a bedroom in the courtyard, Zhao Jinjian was lying stiffly on the bed, his face extremely pale.

At this time, Zhao Sheng was sitting by the bed, his head slightly lowered and silent, but his expression was unusually calm.

Behind him, Zhao Xuanjing, Zhao Xuanan, Zhao Keru and other important figures of the Zhao family all stood solemnly.

After all, Zhao Sheng didn't have time to catch up with Zhao Jinjian for the last time.

Seeing that Zhao Sheng was silent and waited for a long time, Zhao Xuanan couldn't help but persuade: "Uncle Qi, don't be too sad! The Fourth Grandfather left with a smile in the end."

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhao Sheng suddenly laughed, with two tears overflowing from the corners of his smiling eyes.

"Of course your fourth grandfather has to laugh. Not only does he laugh, but I also laugh. He can hold his head high and tell his ancestors with a smile, saying that he is worthy of the expectations of his ancestors. The family is in his The hand has not declined, but has become more and more prosperous, and has established an eternal legacy for future generations. He is so proud!"

After saying that, Zhao Sheng stood up, turned around and looked at Zhao Xuanjing and others one by one with a look of relief.

Zhao Keru, built three floors of foundations,

Zhao Xuanjing built the fourth floor of the foundation,

Zhao Xuanan, built the second floor of the foundation,

Zhao Xuance, the Great Perfection of Qi Refining

Zhao Tongxian, the Great Perfection of Qi Refining

…

Thirty years have passed, and apart from him, the Zhao family has three people who have established the foundation, four people who have perfected Qi, and eighteen people who have reached the late stage of Qi refining... There are more than a hundred people in the family who are cultivating immortals.

In addition, there is a piece of spiritual land in Taiwu Mountain, covering an area of ​​​​100 miles, with more than 200,000 ordinary people, and its sphere of influence reaches thousands of miles away.

The Zhao family is prosperous and has many successors. Zhao Jinjian can die with a smile on his face, and Zhao Sheng can also relieve himself of his burden and do something great.

One day later, Zhao Jinjian was buried in a grand ceremony. On that day, Taiwu Mountain was decorated with lanterns and colorful lights, and he was full of joy.

A month later, Zhao Sheng appeared on the mountainside of Taiwu Mountain, sneaked into Bitan quietly, and buried the first batch of "backup" at the bottom of the pool.

Three months later, Zhao Sheng left Taiwu Mountain regardless of Zhao Xuanan and others' attempts to stay.

Before leaving, he had a long secret talk with Zhao Xuanjing and Zhao Xuanan for two days.

After Zhao Sheng left, Zhao Xuanjing also returned to the Zhao family's secret mansion in Tianzhu Mountain. He is the leader of ANBU and has been willing to be lonely all his life.

Seven days later, a cloud boat landed quietly on the shore of Longli Lake.

After the Zhao family moved away, the Ziyang Sect took back Longli Lake, but instead of moving in a new Immortal Cultivator family, it was used again as a residence for expatriate disciples.

Zhao Sheng did not stay here for long, and left after laying down his second "backhand".

When he appeared again, he had already appeared in Nanyang City thousands of miles away.

Hundreds of years have passed, and the Liang Kingdom has become a thing of the past. However, the Nanyang Zhao family is still standing strong, known as a thousand-year-old family, and dominates Ganzhou.

After hundreds of years of continuous expansion, the Zhao Cemetery has encompassed the entire mountain.

Although there are numerous tombstones and over 10,000 tombs in the cemetery, the two mausoleums in the center are always the most eye-catching.

The sun was setting, and the dim sunlight shone slantly on the surface of the tombstone. Zhao Sheng sat on the stone steps and looked at the few lines of text on the tombstone with a somewhat complicated expression.

"Ask the world, what is love? Directly teach the promise of life and death?

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Pleasure is fun, parting is bitter, and there are even more idiotic children.

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Thousands of miles of clouds and dusk snow on thousands of mountains. To whom is the shadow going? "

Looking at the tombstone of his "wife" Wang Yuyan, Zhao Sheng was silent for a long time.

When the sun set and dusk fell, Zhao Sheng suddenly stood up without saying a word and walked down the mountain step by step.

When his figure gradually elongated and dissipated under the blood-red sunset, a gust of wind blew by, and suddenly there was a sigh in the air, and a whisper slowly echoed in the cemetery,

"...It's hard to get over it after all!"