Ascension Through Generations

The Blood Knife Ancestor cursed loudly: "You Zhao family only know how to play tricks. A few days ago, Ancestor, I asked you to use words to trick me back. Today, you can't even think of deceiving me again. Let that kid come out quickly, otherwise don't blame Ancestor and I will take action." !”

The old man with the beautiful beard's face froze when he heard this, and he frowned immediately.

The Blood Knife Ancestor is an innate master, and no one in the Zhao family can rival him except the third uncle. However, the Third Uncle is already ninety-five this year, and it is not known whether he can be the Blood Knife Ancestor's opponent.

"Are we going to ask my aunt to take action again? But she never cares about worldly affairs. And Jie'er is still hiding in her place. What if..."

The old man with a beautiful beard is named Zhao Xuanyi. His identity is the current head of the Zhao family and Zhao Yujie's biological father.

Just when Zhao Xuanyi was in a dilemma, an old figure leaning on a jade crutch staggered out of the back hall and appeared in front of everyone.

"Haha, I was thinking who could create such a big momentum? It turns out that Chang Xue Dao Zhen is here. No wonder!"

When Chang Meng saw the visitor, he immediately became more cautious. Although he restrained his arrogance, he still mocked: "Old man Zhao, it turns out you're not dead yet? But looking at you panting, I can't tell you whether you can pull out your sword." Woolen cloth."

The old man smiled unconcernedly, patted his crutch, and said: "Master Yujian died long ago, and now only the old man Guguai is left. But old man, I am tired of living anyway, do you want me to take you with me?" Walk?"

Hearing this, Chang Meng couldn't help but shrink his eyes, sat upright, and stared at Zhao Zhijing cautiously.

Although he was in his prime and the opponent had already aged terribly, no one dared to underestimate the life-saving blow of an innate martial sect, even if he was so old that he only had one breath left.

"You damn old man, how dare you threaten me?" Chang Meng looked Zhao Zhijing over and said suddenly fiercely.

"How could that be? I'm just afraid of being lonely on the road alone. I just want to find someone I like to accompany me." Zhao Zhijing explained slowly.

At this moment, the old Taoist priest with childish face and white hair suddenly spoke.

"Mr. Zhao misunderstood. Brother Chang actually didn't mean any harm. He just saw that the third young master of your house is very talented and is a good material for martial arts training. He was overjoyed to see him, so he came to your house and offered to accept him as his disciple."

"Accepting a disciple? I'm afraid it's a sheep entering the tiger's mouth!" Zhao Zhijing sneered in his heart, and at the same time secretly thought: "Why are these two people staring at Yujie? Could it be that the news that Yujie has a spiritual root was accidentally leaked? "

One's own family knows one's own affairs.

Although he kept his mouth shut and wanted to lead others to death together, in fact he couldn't do it at all.

Two years ago, he had already broken through the power, and all his innate true energy had also disappeared.

But the so-called tiger cannot be defeated!

Zhao Zhijing's face was calm, and he shook his head and refused without hesitation: "The Zhao family accepts your good intentions, but my Zhao family has a long history of learning, floating light swordsmanship and three changes of Yunlong are unique in Ganzhou, and we don't need outsiders to teach our children and grandchildren."

After hearing this, the Blood Knife Ancestor immediately laughed angrily and said: "Okay, if you don't eat the toast, you will have to drink a fine wine! It seems that I can't do it today, Ancestor."

Seeing that the conversation was deadlocked, the four elders of the Zhao family and the head of the Zhao family, Zhao Xuanyi, immediately stood up and stopped in front of each other, with extremely serious expressions.

The disciples of the Blood Knife Sect showed no sign of weakness and quickly drew out their swords. They only waited for the ancestor's order before taking action to destroy the Zhao family.

Seeing that a fight was inevitable, an old voice came from outside the door: "Who just said they wanted to attack my Zhao family?"

While talking, Zhao Sheng walked slowly into the reception hall holding the urn, followed closely by the coachman Zhao Er.

When the Blood Knife Ancestor saw that the person coming was an old man with a broken arm, he couldn't help but mocked: "Where did this old cripple come from? How dare you challenge the Ancestor? Disciples, come to me and kill without mercy!"

"Yes, ancestor!"

The Blood Knife disciples said yes with a loud voice. They knew that their ancestor wanted to kill people to establish his authority.

Immediately, a group of disciples in red raised their swords upside down and rushed towards Zhao Sheng.

"Be careful!" Zhao family elders warned loudly, about to help.

At this time, Zhao Sheng glanced at the coachman slightly:

"Zhao Er!"

Before he finished speaking, the coachman Zhao Er suddenly fell into the crowd of blood-clothed people, and saw a series of green innate air swords shooting out from his palms. None of the blood sword disciples could catch this terrifying sword, and they all fell into a pool of blood with their heads in different places. .

"Innate Grandmaster?!"

"The blue sea tide generates power?!"

Chang Meng and Zhao Xuanyi shouted almost simultaneously.

At this time, Chang Meng, the ancestor of Blood Knife, felt as if he had just eaten a bitter melon, his mouth was extremely bitter, and he was shocked in his heart, "Who is this person? Why is a mere follower also an innate martial sect!"

Zhao Zhijing looked carefully at the old man with a broken arm a few steps away. He always felt that he was very familiar, as if he had seen him somewhere.

Zhao Sheng also looked back at the other party and couldn't help but sigh: "Third brother, I haven't seen you for so many years, it turns out you are getting old too!"

"Ninth brother? Are you Zhao Zhiqin, the ninth brother? How is that possible!" Zhao Zhijing couldn't believe his eyes.

Laojiu Zhao Zhiqin has been missing for fifty years.

He never expected that the two of them would meet one day.

Zhao Sheng said with emotion: "Third brother, I am Zhao Zhiqin, I am really back."

After learning the identity of the visitor, Zhao Xuanyi was suddenly shocked, and a very complicated expression appeared on his face. "Is this the grandpa that dad often talks about?"

The other four clan elders heard that the visitor actually claimed to be Zhao Zhiqin, the legendary third innate master of the Zhao family.

Isn't it rumored that he has died a long time ago?

At this time, the elders of the Zhao family were confused and could not figure out the truth of the matter for a while.

"Old Jiu, where have you been all these years? Why didn't you come back a few years earlier! They are all dead, all the elders and brothers are dead! Even the younger generations like Chenggong and Chengli are dead. Now I am the only one left to survive. alive. Why didn’t you come back earlier!”

At the end of the story, Zhao Zhijing couldn't help but burst into tears, his face full of sadness and desolation.

Zhao Sheng was shocked all over. He just heard a name that he least wanted to hear.

Success? !

His eldest son has actually passed away. It turned out that he finally chose to return to the Zhao family.

White-haired people give black-haired people a gift! There is no greater suffering in the world than this.

However, what is even more painful is that when his son passed away, the father not only did not see him for the last time, he did not even know when.

Zhao Sheng is definitely not a qualified father.

He once put seven of his own flesh and blood into a carriage with his own hands, and finally watched helplessly as they drove off to unknown distances.

At this moment, Zhao Sheng suddenly felt extremely bitter. He thought he was sensible enough, but he was wrong!

At this moment, the Blood Knife Ancestor suddenly stood up and said cautiously: "That one! I have something else to do, so I'll leave first."

Noisy!

Zhao Sheng was suddenly interrupted from his thoughts by Chang Meng, and an unknown anger suddenly arose in his heart.