Ascension Through Generations

I don’t know how many years ago, all the large sects in the world of immortality unanimously issued an indefinite mission: regardless of the quantity or the age of the medicine, purchase the unique Purple Qizhi in Tianzhu Mountain without limit, and set up a heavy reward for it.

The rewards include gold and silver treasures, magical tools and talismans, and various elixirs such as Foundation Building Pills.

A five-hundred-year-old red fire sesame can be exchanged for a foundation-building pill or a mountain gate token. Anyone who holds the token, even if they have five spiritual roots, can join the Immortal Cultivation Sect unconditionally.

If you are lucky enough to pick a thousand-year-old purple qizhi... most people will definitely die. Without a cultivation level above Foundation Establishment, there is no way to protect such a valuable treasure.

You must know that this is a third-level treasure that even Jindan Zhenren has to fight for.

This kind of unlimited task bounty has inspired countless people to dream of getting rich and cultivating immortality.

For thousands of years, countless warriors, Qi refining cultivators, foundation-building monks and even Jindan masters have swarmed around Tianzhu Mountain. Regardless of the height of the mountain, they climbed up and down the cliffs in order to find the treasure in their hearts, gambling. own life.

Just as Zhao Sheng was daydreaming in his mind, a sudden shout came from above his head: "Shameless old thief, I finally found you! Let's see where you are running away today?"

Zhao Sheng looked up, and a burly man about forty years old with a beard and brown hair suddenly came into view.

The burly man's face was full of anger, and he quickly swooped over to the cliff with a sword as wide as a door board under his feet.

When Zhao Sheng saw the person coming, he couldn't help but smile and took another step towards the edge of the cliff.

Facing the strong wind. He narrowed his eyes and suddenly jumped down.

The body fell freely into the void, speeding up faster and faster, and in a blink of an eye, it penetrated into the clouds and mist, with shadows of branches and rocks growing across the mountain walls.

Zhao Sheng's body was as nimble as an eagle, and he easily dodged branches, rocks and rocks.

After falling about 10,000 meters, Zhao Sheng suddenly opened his hands wide, and two pieces of canvas suddenly stretched out from his hands and waist, like two wings. The cloth bulged high due to the wind.

The next second, Zhao Sheng's descent speed dropped sharply, and he finally spotted a rock beam protruding from the cliff and landed lightly on it.

Zhao Sheng had no intention of staying here, without hesitation, he connected his feet and shot toward the side of the clouds like an arrow.

There was no need to borrow strength from the cliff, he flew across the void and swept across a distance of several hundred feet in the blink of an eye.

After finding a gap where he could fit, Zhao Sheng immediately stopped his body, pressed against the rock wall, and easily got into it. Then he used the Turtle Breathing Technique and entered a state of suspended animation.

At the same time, strong winds roared around, and the strong wind caused the surrounding clouds and mist to flow rapidly.

The next moment, a thunderous roar was carried by the wind into his ears: "Ruyunlong Gongsun Sheng, I will remember you. Sooner or later I will catch you, this shameless old thief."

When traveling in the world, caution comes first!

Therefore, Zhao Sheng never used his real name and called himself Gongsun Sheng whenever he met, nicknamed Rui Yunlong.

Hearing this voice, Zhao Sheng sighed secretly in his heart: "Oh, I just used Yunlongjiu to transform a three-hundred-year-old green zhi of yours. There is no need to chase me like this. Han Xuanwu, Han Xuanwu Xuanwu, you are too arrogant!"

Fearing that he would be left waiting, Zhao Sheng hid in a rock crevice for a whole day.

It wasn't until the mountain wind changed direction and night fell that he sneakily poked his head out and looked around, like a timid groundhog.

Don't dislike him for being so timid, you can sail a ship of ten thousand years with caution!

After more than twenty years of bloody storms, he has seen many scenes of sneak attacks and killings, waiting for the enemy, and encirclement and killing to seize treasures.

Because of a magical medicine, the herb collectors fought against each other until death. It was so ferocious and cruel that it is difficult to imagine it without personally participating in it. As the saying goes, people die for money and birds die for food. That's it.

If Zhao Sheng hadn't been extremely cautious, he would have died in an unknown corner twenty years ago.

The probe twitched his nose, smelled the mountain breeze, and felt that there was no "human smell" in the air, so he relaxed. Then he stepped into the void, and his body shot out like an arrow, quickly galloping away in a certain direction.

His destination changes at any time. The place he arranged in advance yesterday is dozens of miles away, and it takes nearly half an hour to go back and forth on the road alone.

Two quarters of an hour later, Zhao Sheng suddenly stopped. The vegetation on the cliff at his feet had become sparse, replaced by rugged rocks, which were black and thin, looking extremely desolate in the dark night.

Because of this, the huge spherical flame suspended outside the mountain wall nearly a thousand feet away is particularly conspicuous.

"Haha, Ziyang Sect's flame talisman? What a coincidence."

Zhao Sheng grinned, not expecting to encounter a trade fair on his way back to his nest.

His luck was good.

Because the terrain of Tianzhu Mountain is too special, it is inconvenient for herb collectors to climb up and down. Therefore, many major sects in the world of immortality often send large numbers of disciples to Tianzhu Mountain to hold temporary trade fairs. This is to facilitate herb collectors to exchange materials and cultivation resources in a timely manner.

It's a bit like the relationship between a gold digger and a merchant selling gold mining tools. The "gold" that the gold diggers risked their lives to find was all made away by the "merchants" who sold the tools.

The gold diggers suffered numerous casualties and few made a fortune, but the "merchants" made a lot of money.

When he was within one mile of the transaction point, people there also discovered Zhao Sheng.

Is a distance of one mile still called a distance? Even in the dark night, the Qi Refiner and Immortal Cultivator can see clearly.

After seven or eight breaths, Zhao Sheng stepped onto the stone platform protruding from the mountain wall, where piles of bonfires had been set up.

Surrounded by the bonfire were a group of herb collectors with different expressions and weathered faces.

The two sides met each other.

Seeing Zhao Sheng's arrival, the group of people were startled at first, but soon, someone stood up quickly.

"Haha, old thief Gongsun, how dare you show up."

Looking at Han Xuanwu with a ferocious look on his face, Zhao Sheng secretly cried out that he was unlucky. He didn't look at the almanac when he went out today, and this fool happened to him again.

Han Xuanwu was originally a knight-errant, but later he met an expert and found out he had spiritual roots. The master taught him a Qigong method and then left.

Han Xuanwu was extremely talented in cultivation. He was able to reach the sixth level of Qi refining in just twenty years by groping his way through cultivation.

Although he became an immortal cultivator, Han Xuanwu, who loves martial arts and is obsessed with martial arts, has always regarded himself as a martial artist and loves to collect various martial arts secrets.

Three months ago at a trade fair, Zhao Sheng used his unique skill, Yunlong Nine Transformations, to "exchange" a three-hundred-year-old Qingzhi plant from Han Xuanwu.

Later, this fool found out that he had been fooled, and he hunted Zhao Sheng for three whole months, until tonight.

"Han Wu Chi, you don't even look at where this is. Just give it a try!"

Zhao Sheng was not afraid of the other party at all. He strode to the fire and faced Han Xuanwu face to face.