Ascension Through Generations

Boom, boom, boom!

There was a sudden knock on the room door.

Immediately afterwards, a young and high-pitched voice came from outside the door: "Master, the Qi and Yangyuan soup is ready. Can I bring it in for you?"

The voice was extremely familiar and identifiable.

A thin figure quickly appeared in Zhao Sheng's mind.

Zhao Xiaobao

His personal companion. She has been with him since she was eight years old, taking care of his daily life.

"Come in!" According to memory, Zhao Sheng responded calmly.

Then, he turned over and jumped out of the bed. His feet landed silently, unable to catch dust, and his body seemed extremely light.

Zhao Sheng was surprised. He did not expect that the effect of "body as light as a swallow" would be so significant.

The door was pushed open, and Zhao Xiaobao walked in holding a blue and white porcelain bowl in both hands.

After carefully placing the porcelain bowl on the table in the room, Zhao Xiaobao quickly walked up to Zhao Sheng and asked respectfully: "Master, the medicine is ready. Do you have any other instructions?"

"Well, there's nothing wrong. You can go out first."

After Zhao Sheng finished speaking, he did not drink the medicine, but walked to the dressing mirror. The mirror reflected a six-foot-tall young man with red lips and white teeth, a nose job, and a heroic temperament.

Very handsome! This is good.

It should be enough to seduce a young lady from a cultivating immortal family.

That's right!

Zhao Sheng's goal in this life is to marry one or even several women from a cultivating family.

He vowed to have as many children as possible. If you don’t believe it, you won’t be able to give birth to descendants with spiritual roots.

At this time, he had completely digested Zhao Zhiqin's memory. In my memory, the Zhao family has not given birth to a descendant with spiritual roots until today.

The descendants have failed to live up to expectations, and now only the ancestors personally take action.

Zhao Xiaobao did not leave.

He hesitated for a moment, then suddenly gritted his teeth and said: "Master, I just heard bad news. I heard that Madam is going to reduce your food, clothing and martial arts training expenses. The original Qi-Yangyuan Decoction once every three days has been changed to once every seven days. share."

Zhao Sheng raised his eyebrows when he heard this.

The lady in Xiaobao's mouth refers to the first wife of the head of the Zhao family. She not only controls Zhaojiabao's daily expenses, but also participates in the family business and manages the accounting room.

Zhao Sheng turned around, walked to the table, sat down, and asked at the same time: "Do you have any reason, madam?"

Zhao Xiaobao whispered: "I heard that the family business has lost a lot of money recently. My wife took the initiative to reduce the expenses of each house on the pretext of tight money turnover. Our third house was even reduced by 20%."

"Well, since the family is short of money, it doesn't matter if we temporarily reduce our expenses."

After speaking, Zhao Sheng picked up the porcelain bowl, raised his head and drank the medicinal soup in one gulp.

The familiar bitter yet fishy-sweet taste spreads in the mouth again, just like it did more than a hundred years ago.

"Young master, you don't know. The young masters and ladies in the first and second bedrooms still have one serving of Qi and Yangyuan Decoction every three days, and it has not been changed to seven days." Zhao Xiaobao couldn't help but muttered.

Um? !

Hearing this, Zhao Sheng frowned immediately.

Since ancient times, he has been poor in literature and rich in martial arts. Practicing martial arts consumes a lot of money. It not only requires a lot of meat, but also decoctions to nourish the body.

The cost of a serving of Qi-Yangyuan Decoction alone is five taels of silver, and the current generation of the Zhao family has more than twenty direct descendants practicing martial arts. On this alone, the Zhao family spent at least thirty thousand taels of silver in a year.

Even though the Zhao family has a great business, it can only barely maintain it under such huge expenses.

Therefore, he can bear to reduce expenses. But we cannot tolerate injustice.

Zhao Sheng's mind was spinning and he quickly came up with an idea.

"Xiaobao, go out and ask about the recent situation of the young masters and ladies in the other two houses? After you finish asking, come back and tell me."

Zhao Xiaobao nodded in agreement and quickly exited the room.

When he was alone in the room, Zhao Sheng stood up and walked to the bed, reached out and took off the Bailian Sword hanging on the bedside.

bass!

As the long sword was unsheathed, a familiar feeling appeared in his hand, just like the "glow" of his sword a hundred years ago.

In fact, this Hundred Refined Sword is completely made according to the shape of "Floating Light". The weight and length are exactly the same.

The real famous sword "Fu Guang" is worn as a family token on the waist of the family leader Zhao Hexing.

brush,

Zhao Sheng flicked his wrist and saw a six-petaled sword flower suddenly appear.

When he used the first move of the Floating Light Sword Technique, "Six Petals of the Plum Blossom", a figure appeared in the room that kept flashing and moving, and the sword lights also appeared and disappeared with the evolution of his sword moves.

Gradually, the sword light in the room became more and more dense, and finally gathered into a wandering ball of light. It actually completely enveloped him.

Half an hour later, Zhao Sheng stopped himself with sweat dripping down his back.

He threw out the sword in his hand. The next second, the Bailian Sword was inserted back into the scabbard miraculously.

Name: Zhao Zhiqin (Zhao Sheng)

Life span: 15/120

Physique: Centenarian body (ordinary level), body as light as a swallow (ordinary level)

Talent: Dynamic Vision (Mortal Level)

Skills: Floating Light Sword Technique (Dacheng), Three Transformations of Cloud and Dragon (Dacheng), Blue Sea Tide Generates Skills (Basic)

"Not bad, the feel is still there."

Looking at the data on the page, Zhao Sheng nodded with satisfaction.

Although he was reincarnated, his lifelong experience in martial arts has not been forgotten.

After only practicing dozens of times, he had mastered the two martial arts of Floating Light Sword Technique and Yunlong Three Transformations to a great level.

In a few years, when his body matures and his internal energy becomes small, he can easily practice several martial arts to the peak level of his previous life.

…

The Zhao family in Nanyang has two important places, one is the ancestral residence in Nanyang City, and the other is the Zhao Mansion built 150 years ago.

Zhao's Mansion is located thirty miles away from Nanyang City, with mountains and water at its back. There is a large flat field in front of the house that can be cultivated.

The homestead alone covers an area of ​​nearly fifty acres. With the thick and solid stone walls surrounding it and the eight five-foot arrow towers protruding from the four corners, it looks like a well-defended fortress.

Therefore, it is also called Zhaojiabao.

There are many halls and attics in Zhaojiabao, and the interior is densely populated, but there is nearly five acres of land in the southeast corner.

The ground here is covered with thick loess, and the walls are filled with various weapons training equipment such as swords, guns, swords, axes, wooden stakes and archery targets. This place is Zhao's martial arts training ground.

Turning around, Zhao Sheng, dressed in white clothes and wearing a fine attire, walked into the martial arts training ground with a leisurely expression, holding a hundred-refined sword in one hand.

At this time, there were shouts and shouts in the martial arts training ground. Several young masters and ladies who were direct descendants of the Zhao family had flushed faces and were practicing swordsmanship diligently.

Zhao Sheng looked at it and smiled slightly.

Came just in time!

He walked up to a handsome young man of about twenty years old and said with a smile: "Third brother, shall we two fight?"

The third brother's name is Zhao Zhijing. He is twenty-one this year. He is the legitimate son of the head of the family, Zhao Hexing. He is the third in lineage of the Zhao family.

He is the one with the highest martial arts skills among the people in the martial arts training field, so he naturally becomes the target of Zhao Sheng to establish his power.

Zhao Zhijing put away his sword moves and turned around to look at the person. He immediately became happy and said with a smile: "It turns out to be Xiao Jiu. What's wrong? I feel itchy and want to have some fun with your third brother?"

Zhao Zhijing did not take Zhao Sheng seriously at all.

Not to mention the six-year age gap between the two. Even in terms of cultivation alone, he was one of the first two people in the Zhao family to reach the third-rate realm.

Laojiu Zhao Zhiqin was not even proficient in the floating light sword technique, so he was no match for him.