Ascension Through Generations

"Hoo ho!"

Under the gray sky, there were continuous ravines on the earth. Zhao Shiluo rolled his wheels far away until he fell into a narrow puddle, and then he lay on his back on the ground, his chest rising and falling rapidly, and he gasped for air.

At this time, his lips were black, his eyes were green, and a foot-long wound was torn open on his abdomen. Streams of pus and blood were pouring out uncontrollably, and the blackened intestinal membrane was faintly exposed in the depths.

The pus-like smell constantly emanating from the wound will attract surrounding zombies at any time.

It was just tea time before entering the picture. Zhao Shiluo was very lucky at first and cut off the heads of two waves of zombies in succession, but later he actually collided with an armored corpse.

Zhao Shiluo, who had just become an innate warrior for a few years, was no match for the armored corpse.

Only an innate grand master can kill this kind of undead monster that dares to treat immortal cultivators in the Qi refining stage as food!

When you encounter an armored corpse, there are only two words: bad luck!

Fortunately, the armored corpse has no intelligence and is relatively slow.

Zhao Shiluo fought for his life, threw away all the Thousand Refined Swords, and ran and hid like a mouse, and finally escaped the pursuit of the armored corpse.

Just like that, he even received a claw from the armored corpse at the end.

However, in just a few moments, the corpse poison had spread throughout his body.

In the face of the terrifying corpse poison, his innate strength became a joke, and the Dacheng realm's iron body only slightly extended his survival time.

"Damn it! I wanted to hold on a little longer. It seems I can only stop here. Grandpa, I won't give in!"

When the last trace of consciousness was about to dissipate, Zhao Shiluo felt extremely unwilling. Countless crazy and bloodthirsty thoughts could not help but appear in his mind, and extremely strong resentment arose out of thin air.

Hoho!

After two breaths, Zhao Shiluo's body staggered up from the ground. A pair of green corpse eyes stared blankly up at the sky, and suddenly let out a vicious roar.

Suddenly,

On the high platform, Zhao Shiluo's body swayed, and his head throbbed violently.

He covered his forehead and reluctantly opened his eyes. When he saw the people of the same race around him who were cross-legged and closed, he suddenly realized that he had been separated from the picture.

Seeing this scene, Zhao Shiluo suddenly felt regretful.

However, before he could even let out a sigh, his mouth was forcefully pinched open, and then a pill was stuffed in.

"Get up! Make room for the people behind you. Headaches are normal. Just go back and rest for a while."

"oh oh!"

The speaker was a Qing generation cultivator. When Zhao Shiluo saw this, he quickly got up and endured his headache, and hurriedly got off the platform.

The acting competition has come to an end, and almost everyone will pay attention to an inconspicuous ordinary talent, except Zhao Sheng.

On the mountain and sea jade couch, Zhao Sheng withdrew his distant gaze, and one of his "consciousnesses" had already written down Zhao Shiluo's name.

At the same time, so many people entered the picture for trials at the same time, and the pressure caused was somewhat beyond his expectation.

As a result, Zhao Sheng had to spend most of his energy and essence on maintaining the normal operation of the corpse purgatory map.

Fortunately, he can differentiate more than forty "consciousnesses" at the same time.

So many consciousnesses work together and work together, each taking their own responsibilities, which allows him to handle such complicated and detailed affairs with ease.

In the Baizhang screen, on the vast gray earth, each member of the Zhao clan was fighting fiercely with one after another of hideous zombies and ghosts.

The cultivators flew to the sky and escaped to the earth, using all kinds of real talismans and strange techniques to deal with the corpses.

Most people choose to fight head-on to show their bravery and fearlessness, while some people hide and try to delay time.

In this trial named Great Competition, everyone's performance fell into Zhao Sheng's eyes, and he recorded them one by one as a reference for subsequent arrangements.

This competition lasted for a whole day and night.

When the last clan member exited the purgatory map, not only the Zhao clan members who participated in the competition were dumbfounded, but even Zhao Sheng felt a little surprised.

Because in the end, it turned out that he was not one of those high-ranking Qi Refining clan members, but a middle-aged man with an ordinary appearance.

This person's name is Zhao Zhao. He is just over thirty years old, but he is already a warrior in the semi-divine realm.

How did he persist until the end? It turns out that from the beginning, Zhao Zhao chose to hide everywhere and never confront any zombies, even the most rubbish living zombies.

You must know that zombies from lowest to highest are living zombies, walking zombies, iron-armored zombies, bronze-armored zombies, gold-armored zombies, flying Pluto, and the undead zombie emperor...

A second- or third-rate warrior can easily cut a living corpse into pieces, which shows how weak the living corpse is.

Zhao Zhao has maxed out his escape skills.

In order to survive, he has done everything he can to the limit of his strength.

In the end, there were even eight armored corpses surrounding him at the same time to kill him.

If he hadn't attracted a bronze-armored corpse in the end, he might have persisted for another hour or two.

Nine of the top ten in the competition were all immortal cultivators, but the first one fell into the hands of a mortal.

This made all the Qi Refining clan members of the Zhao family full of complaints and extremely unwilling to accept it. However, they did not dare to criticize at all.

Because the Jindan Patriarch was watching, even the clan elders had no objections. How could they dare to protest.

Zhao Sheng felt quite satisfied with this result.

After the competition, he rewarded Zhao Zhao heavily, giving him a bottle of magic elixir and a hundred acres of spiritual land that he could inherit forever.

Then, he personally promoted him to the position of vice-president of the Immortal Martial Academy, where he was responsible for teaching various survival and hiding skills to the warriors in the clan, thereby increasing their probability of survival.

As the war between the two worlds gets closer and closer, combined with the various intelligence information collected so far, Zhao Sheng maintains a limited optimism about this war, but there is also pessimism.

Just ten days after the competition, the Zhao clan elders suddenly announced a major decree: "Within one month, the family Taoist army will be formally established. The legion will be named Xinglong, with a total number of 1,200 people. The minimum standard for Taoist soldiers will be He is an innate warrior."

This decree is mandatory. Whether you like it or not, as long as you receive the family transfer order, you must report to the military camp outside the city within seven days.

No one expected that the family would act so resolutely this time.

In just one day, more than a thousand transfer orders have been handed over to the recruiters.

In the afternoon of the same day, Zhao Shiluo also received a transfer order, but it was not a transfer order from the Xinglong Dao Corps, but to report to the Dragon Guard Camp.

Influenced by a certain family ancestor, the Zhao family has never lacked master craftsmen in the construction field.

So outside Xinglong City, a huge military camp covering an area of ​​more than fifty miles was built in just three days.

Just as the first-class sects and dynasty forces in the world of immortality would form various Taoist legions, the Xinglong Zhao family also began to form similar legions on a large scale.

In fact, the Zhao family has always had secret camps and other formations similar to Taoist regiments.

Just as the clouds of war were slowly approaching, Zhao elites walked into the military camp one after another.

According to Zhao Sheng's calculations, the Xinglong Army was divided into two 600-man teams on the left and right.

For every ten people in a team, one person will be assigned as the team leader in the early stage of Qi refining. Because ten people can form the simplest and most practical Yin Yang and Five Elements array.

Every fifty people are assigned a mid-stage Qi Refining person as a squadron leader, commanding five squads.

Every hundred people are assigned one late stage Qi refining person.

There is one foundation-building monk for every two hundred people.

The two Five Hundred Lords are each led by a late-stage Foundation Establishment clan elder.

To sum up, there are two people in the late stage of foundation building, six people in the foundation building stage, twelve people in the late stage of Qi refining, twenty-four in the middle stage, and one hundred and twenty people in the early stage of Qi refining. The rest are all innate warriors.

In order to form this legion, the Xinglong Zhao family invested nearly 30% of the cultivators and more than 60% of the innate warriors.

This can be said to be a waste of money.

If the Xinglong Army was destroyed, the Zhao family would be severely damaged.

Because time was too tight, Xinglong Legion did not choose the more powerful but more complex Taoist formation, but chose the simple and practical Yin-Yang Five Elements Formation.

The yin-yang and five-element formations can be large or small, with a minimum of ten people forming an formation, and a large formation involving tens of thousands of people.

The power of this formation is not low, and it can be used in large formations or small formations, and can even be combined and dismantled at will. The size depends entirely on the control of the military leader.

Just when the Xinglong Legion was training their Taoist soldiers and formation drills were in full swing, Zhao Shiluo also carried his luggage and came to a busy and spacious building complex under the Xianwu Taoist Ground.

Here, the air is filled with various fishy smells. People in green clothes are carrying buckets of meat, running in and out of stone rooms while panting, their feet not touching the ground.

Zhao Shiluo is very familiar with this place, because this is where he has been working, the bacterial meat farm.

He also didn't expect that the dragon-protecting camp would be built in such a wasteful place as a breeding farm.

Zhao Shiluo has already realized that the so-called Dragon Guard Camp should be a place in charge of logistics.

That's right! The number of people in the Dragon Guard Battalion was specially established to ensure the logistics of the Xinglong Legion. Although the entire battalion only had more than 200 people, at least they were innate warriors.

At this time, a familiar scolding voice suddenly came to Zhao Shiluo's ears: "You brat, what are you doing standing there in a daze? Why don't you hurry up and report, and then come over to work."

When he looked up, he saw that it was indeed the Great Innate Master Zhao Hong. Zhao Shiluo still followed his path back then and was able to enter the Xianwu Dojo. He has been working under him ever since and has been protected and taught by him over the years.

"Master Hong, have you also received an order from the Dragon Guard Camp?" Zhao Shiluo quickly ran over and asked curiously.

Zhao Hong slapped him on the head and said, "Nonsense! I am also a great innate master after all, and I have been in charge of the breeding farm for decades. I would be surprised if the Dragon Guard Camp does not recruit anyone. In addition to the camp leader being an elder from the three tribes, the deputy camp leader Who else would be better off than me?"

"Great, I can work under you again in the future."

"Boy, I always feel like something is wrong. You should be smarter from now on and don't lose your life because of carelessness."

"Well, I will listen to you from now on."

…

One month after the Xinglong Legion was formed.

In Xinglong Dungeon, in the Gravity Dojo, Zhao Sheng crossed his legs and closed his eyes, his body glowing with golden light.

Behind him stands an eight-foot-tall giant figure with golden light. At this moment, this giant figure is slowly practicing a set of extremely skillful boxing techniques.

It was obviously a shadow of nothingness, but every time it punched out, bursts of wind and thunder suddenly came from the dojo, and the turbulent air waves kept hitting the surrounding walls, making the entire dojo seem like the earth was shaking.

At this moment, a ray of golden light suddenly shot out from the ground. Zhao Sheng suddenly opened his eyes, and his consciousness came out from the center of his eyebrows, instantly blocking the ray of golden light.

Then, a short sentence came into my mind: "The recruitment order is coming!"

Zhao Sheng frowned, stopped the gravity array with a thought, then stood up and walked out of the dojo quickly.

Not long after, under the Jinxiu Peak outside the city, there was the ancestor's cave.

Zhao Sheng and Zhao Xuanjing sat on the futon, with a palm-sized bronze token in front of them.

There is a white jade bead inlaid in the middle of the token, and the seals of the ten major sects of Central Continent are engraved on the back.

After a long time, Zhao Xuanjing broke the silence and said solemnly: "Qingyang, I and you are both on the recruitment order. Have you ever thought about this result?"

Zhao Sheng showed a wry smile and shook his head: "I didn't expect the alliance to be so cruel! This is simply not giving others a way to survive!"

"I have been mentally prepared for a long time. Before, I could delay it repeatedly in the name of overcoming the Nascent Soul Tribulation. But now it can't be done."

"The alliance is in urgent need of spiritual craftsmen, and our ancestor is a great master of Nascent Soul who is known as a 'magic craftsman'. There is no way they can let you go."

Zhao Sheng shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Isn't it enough to recruit the two of us? Why do we need to recruit a group of juniors from the family?

Fortunately, I prepared for the worst, otherwise I would have been caught off guard. "

Zhao Xuanjing said: "It is precisely because the situation is unfavorable that the alliance will forcefully recruit others regardless of the consequences. Don't you think the two demons have been too low-key in recent years, even abnormally low-key?

In addition, the key point is that our Zhao family has risen too fast, which will inevitably arouse the fear of many established forces and even attract assassinations. "

Zhao Sheng was shocked when he heard this. He had indeed ignored this point. Maybe this recruitment order was the result of someone tampering with it.

"In the face of a powerful enemy, the evil forces not only fail to contribute, but may even secretly cause trouble and delay us? Are they crazy?"

Zhao Xuanjing's expression was very calm, and he mused: "The evil and demons have been suppressed by the righteous way for nearly ten thousand years, and the overall power is so weak. It is not surprising that they will do any unimaginable things now."

After Zhao Sheng listened thoughtfully, he suddenly thought of the famous demon sects such as the Blood Demon Sect, Ten Thousand Corpses Sect, Paradise Sect, and Qixuan Sect in Broken Star Sea, and then suddenly thought of the Blood God Son.

Somehow, perhaps out of some intuition, Zhao Sheng suddenly realized that he seemed to have done something wrong, and he had an ominous premonition in his heart.

But he quickly put aside his distracting thoughts and returned to business.

"Ancestor, can you try to buy some time for the family? The time for Xinglong Taoist soldiers to form an army is still short, and we urgently need some time to master the Taoist formations."

After hearing this, Zhao Xuanjing thought for a while, nodded affirmatively, and said, "Yes, you can not go for the time being, but it can be postponed for up to one year."

"Time is enough! The ancestor's face is big enough." After saying this, a smile finally appeared on Zhao Sheng's face.

"No, it's most likely for the sake of Ksitigarbha Sect and my master." Zhao Xuanjing finally explained seriously.

Three days later, the elders of the Zhao family's Foundation Establishment clan learned from Zhao Sheng that their ancestors had left for the Sky Burial Plains.

After Zhao Xuanjing left, the huge machine of Xinglong Zhao Family officially started full power operation mode under the drive of Zhao Sheng.