Ascension Through Generations

At the edge of the Meteor Sea, gray meteorites were sparsely floating in the void. The uneven meteorite surface was bathed in the brilliance of the sun, reflecting a metallic luster.

On one of the gray-gold meteorites, which is about a hundred miles in diameter, in the largest crater, there is now a magnificent palace.

In a luxurious hall somewhere in the palace, two golden elixir chief priests in black robes sat at the top of the hall, with sad faces on their faces.

At this time, the head priest Nayan, who had a pair of horse faces, suddenly said: "Old Mang, it's been almost thirty years. There is still no news about the protector and the others. Do you think something happened to them, sir?"

"Fart! Nayan, how dare you curse the adults. The adults are all extremely powerful and it is absolutely impossible for anything to happen. The reason why they haven't returned yet is that there must be occasional twists and turns. In a few years, the adults will definitely return in triumph."

The person who spoke had a triangular face and a mean and vicious look, especially a pair of green eyes that shone with indifference and ruthlessness.

This person's name is Mang Cha, and he is from the Earth Python alien race. He was adopted by Xue Tong since he was a child, and he is most loyal to Xue Tong.

Na Yan smiled sheepishly and said hurriedly: "Brother Mang, don't be angry. Na Yan and I also mean what I say but don't mean it. It's just that I have been waiting here for thirty years, and it is inevitable that I will be anxious and angry."

At this point, he saw Mang Cha's expression softening slightly, and he couldn't help but pretend to complain: "This ghost place is extremely desolate, with not even a bit of spiritual energy from heaven and earth. We can only rely on the power of spiritual stone pills to barely maintain our cultivation. But. It has been thirty years, and we have not made any progress in our cultivation. If we continue to wait like this, wouldn't it mean that we will lose our path to immortality?"

Hearing this, a dark look appeared on Mang Chai's face, but he still said forcefully: "Humph, without the support of adults, we would not be where we are today. Not to mention thirty years, even three hundred years, we will have to wait forever Just wait."

Well, the topic has been discussed to death, how can anyone continue?

For a moment, Nayan was speechless.

Just when the atmosphere fell into silence, Mang Cha suddenly jumped up, with a look of ecstasy on his face.

Immediately afterwards, Nayan suddenly noticed something and shouted overjoyed: "My lord, my lord is back!"

Whizzing!

Before they finished speaking, the two of them flew out of the palace and looked up at the dark void in the west.

At this time, a golden meteor was breaking through the darkness and speeding towards here.

In the blink of an eye, the meteor flew over the palace and stopped suddenly.

The golden light dispersed, revealing Zhao Sheng's figure.

Zhao Sheng's face turned slightly pale, and his body fell down, landing in front of the two Jindans.

The two men looked at each other, and a strange color flashed in their eyes.

But the next moment, both of them touched their chests and saluted, "Welcome Lord Shenglong, come back safely."

"Ahem, no courtesy!" Zhao Sheng waved his hand and said calmly.

Mang Chai was the most eager. As soon as he stood up, he couldn't wait to ask: "Sir, why don't you see my lords, Fox Fairy, Aoki Ancestor and several other lords? Are they behind?"

When Zhao Sheng heard this, he said expressionlessly: "They are all dead!"

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"

Upon hearing these words, Mang Chai's blue eyes instantly turned blood red, his face looked in disbelief, and the aura in his body almost went crazy.

snort!

Zhao Sheng snorted coldly, and the majestic pressure of the Nascent Soul realm suddenly erupted, instantly covering the entire palace and suppressing Mang Cha's next attempt to question him.

In front of Nascent Soul, how can Jin Dan be allowed to act arrogantly!

It wasn't until the two of them regained their senses and calmed down that Zhao Sheng restrained his pressure and said coldly: "You are worthy of letting me lie!"

"My lord, please forgive me! Lao Mang just lost his mind. These five adults died at the same time. It's really... too..."

"The Shenxu is mysterious and unpredictable, and the degree of danger inside is far greater than the six of us expected. Xue Tong, fellow Taoist Fox Fairy, and the others also suffered from this disaster because of their bad luck. This may be God's will!"

Having said this, Zhao Sheng couldn't help but feel a look of sadness on his face.

At this time, Mang Chai suddenly became extremely calm and asked very calmly: "My lord, I wonder if my lord left any last words before his death."

"No, everything happened in a hurry! There was no time to tell the last words, and no one expected the ending to be so tragic!" Zhao Sheng shook his head, rarely speaking the truth sincerely.

"Sir." Mang Chai's eyes flashed and he was about to ask again.

"Okay! I'm tired! I'll ask you later if you have anything else." Zhao Sheng blocked Mang Chai's words with a wave of his hand.

"Yes, sir!" Seeing this, Mangcha and Nayan had no choice but to bow and salute.

Then, the two of them respectfully welcomed Zhao Sheng into the palace.

A month later, Lanyang Palace slowly rose into the sky from the crater, and then was shrouded in layers of light masks. The speed increased from slow to fast, and it quietly flew away towards the place of the Night World.

…

Five years later,

In the largest dormitory of Lanyang Palace, waves of fire were rolling. Zhao Sheng closed his eyes and said goodbye, and golden flames rose all over his body.

The clusters of crystal clusters on his face melted little by little under the real fire and turned into ashes.

Half an hour later, the real fire retracted from his dantian, and Zhao Sheng slowly opened his eyes, with little crystal lights faintly appearing in his pupils.

Zhao Sheng suddenly stood up. At this time, his body became extremely thin and his complexion became darker.

However, this could not hinder his joy.

After many experiments over the years, he was pleasantly surprised to find that his crystallization speed was much slower than he expected.

I originally thought that I could only live for seven or eight years, and if I could successfully return to the Night World, my merits would be complete.

But now it seems that he can live for more than ten years.

Among them, the ancient warrior bloodline played a huge role in it.

In addition, Zhao Sheng also made a bigger discovery

After a cup of tea, Zhao Sheng appeared outside a retreat room in Lanyang Palace.

This retreat room was shrouded in a faint sealing light mask, and Mang Chai personally was waiting outside the door.

"Blessings, sir!" As soon as he saw Zhao Sheng coming, he immediately stepped forward to salute.

Zhao Sheng waved his hand to lift the sealing barrier, and at the same time casually ordered: "Just wait here!"

After saying that, Zhao Sheng ducked into the retreat room.

The door to the quiet room slammed shut. Mang Chai looked at the door, his expression becoming uncertain.

Entering the ashram, a whining and struggling sound suddenly came from the dark stone room.

With a thought in Zhao Sheng's mind, a ray of fire shot out and turned into a ball of blazing white fire, illuminating the quiet room.

I saw Nayan lying on the ground not far away, dying, with a look of despair and struggle on his face.

At this time, clusters of crystal clusters grew on his face, crystal grains and crystal thorns grew on most of his body, and a quarter of his internal organs had completely crystallized.

Zhao Sheng looked at Nayan, who was about to completely crystallize, and silently released his powerful spiritual thoughts, and began to check the person's physical condition inch by inch.

Half an hour later, Zhao Sheng withdrew his spiritual thoughts and raised the corners of his mouth slightly.

The situation was much better than he imagined.

After many iterations, the Devil's Bacteria has indeed experienced significant bloodline degradation.

Since Zhao Sheng transplanted the 100th generation bacterial cells into Nayan two years ago.

Two years later, this person is still alive.

Despite his dying appearance, Zhao Sheng estimated that this person was far from dying and could still live for at least ten years.

"Shenglong! You...you...can't die!" At this time, Nayan opened his eyes suddenly, his eyes were blood red, spitting out a bunch of crystal foam from his mouth, and cursed Zhao Sheng intermittently.

"Well, you won't see this day." Zhao Sheng nodded at him, then turned around and left here expressionlessly.

After walking out of the door and re-setting the sealing barrier, Zhao Sheng gave Mang Cha a few instructions, then turned around and walked towards the next retreat room.

There are more than ten retreat rooms in this area, and they are all filled with experimental subjects.

…

Time passed unconsciously while Zhao Sheng was busy.

Ten years have passed in the blink of an eye, hundreds of millions of miles of void have been crossed, and the world of dark night is already within easy reach.

"Sir, spare my life. Ah!"

On this day, a one-sided killing suddenly broke out in Lanyang Palace.

Mang Chai ran away desperately and begged frantically, but in the end he could not withstand the consequences of being beaten with a sword.

On the terrace, Zhao Sheng waved his hand and released a piece of real fire. The real fire instantly engulfed the two bodies three feet away and burned them completely.

Then, Zhao Sheng transformed into an escape light, flew into Lanyang Palace, and began to clear away all clues.

After a moment, a large white light erupted from Lanyang Palace. This magnificent palace dragged a long tail flame and flew deep into the void without returning.

Suddenly, a ray of golden light soared into the sky from Lanyang Palace like lightning, and quickly sped away in the opposite direction to the palace.

Directly in front of the golden light, a blue-green world was slowly opening its arms to him.

…

On the vast and boundless sea, the waves are gentle, and spotted sea cats are playing and playing in the waves.

At this moment, a vast and vast pressure suddenly fell from the sky, and a golden light instantly broke through the white clouds and swooped down into the sea.

If these spotted sea cats encounter a natural disaster, they are so frightened that they jump into the sea and try their best to dive into the depths of the sea.

Suddenly, the golden light stopped suddenly in the air, still a hundred feet away from the sea.

When the light dissipated, Zhao Sheng's expression suddenly changed, and his eyes revealed a look of struggle and madness.

puff!

A large amount of blood was spurted out from the tip of his tongue, and Zhao Sheng's eyes cleared.

He never expected that as soon as he returned to the Mingye Realm, Heaven would give him a slap in the face.

The bloody face of Tiandao just ignored the layers of seals and returned to the sea of ​​souls. The inner demons were also stimulated, causing Zhao Sheng's demonic thoughts to surge and he almost lost control of his mind.

"Are there four or five more years? That should be enough!"

Zhao Sheng murmured to himself, and his whole body suddenly erupted with dazzling golden fire.

As soon as the Golden Crow True Fire burned, a large amount of crystal sand fell from the bottom of the robe to the sea.

Russia,

A ray of light soared into the sky, circled in a circle, and headed straight for the Nine Demons Continent.

…

For half a year, Zhao Sheng hid himself and quietly visited Hua Wen and a group of descendants.

As the direct descendants of the Great Priest of Nascent Soul, his descendants can live a comfortable life without having to worry about their ancestors at all.

As long as there is no news of the ancestor's death, no one will dare to insult Zhao Sheng's descendants for at least two hundred years.

Zhao Sheng quietly left behind some hidden plots in Shenglong Cave. If no descendants can discover it, these secret arrangements will automatically turn on after a hundred years.

Then, Zhao Sheng spent two years setting up multiple treasure caves in the Zhuzhao Mountains and the Nine Demons Continent to prepare for reincarnation in advance.

Although Zhao Sheng still doesn't know which world he will be reincarnated in in his next life, it is always right to make more preparations.

When the dark night season comes, a ray of light sticks to the sea surface, flies into the dark and vast endless sea, and disappears in an instant.

…

Three days later, Zhao Sheng reappeared near a remote and desolate island 30,000 miles away from the mainland.

Returning to his old place, he felt a lot of emotion.

Thinking back to how high-spirited he was when he was hunting the Hanhuang Jiao, he thought he had the Nascent Soul Thunder Tribulation under control and would have a thousand years of freedom after surviving.

Who knows that man's calculation is not as good as God's calculation, and things in the world are unpredictable!

In less than a hundred years, he died.

Looking at the dead and silent sea, Zhao Sheng sighed softly, and then his body suddenly fell into the sea and disappeared.

A moment later, a ball of brilliance suddenly exploded in an undersea ice cave sealed by ice.

As soon as the light disappeared, Zhao Sheng was already standing under the ice crystal mountain in the center of the ice cave.

In the deepest part of the iceberg, the ice soul is still rippling out ripples of scorching cold light, releasing endless chill at all times.

This is the place he specially selected to sit and die.

There are two main purposes. One is to preserve the body, and the other is to test a bold idea.

After looking at it for a moment, Zhao Sheng slowly stretched out his right hand and pressed it on the ice wall.

The next moment, the Golden Crow True Fire surged into the palm of his hand, and the ice wall in front of him suddenly melted into water quietly, creating a big hole in the blink of an eye.

Zhao Sheng stepped into the cave, and the Golden Crow True Fire continued to "lick" forward, making the ice cave become deeper and deeper.

Soon, the 100-foot-long iceberg was burned through.

Zhao Sheng reached the deepest part of the iceberg, and the ice soul was one foot above his head.

He raised his head and glanced at Bing Po, then slowly sat down cross-legged, opened his mouth and spit out, a ray of emerald light shot out, and suddenly turned into an emerald green bamboo basket.

The sky-capturing basket suddenly erupted with a clear light, and a pale bone bead spewed out from the bamboo basket, with traces of black flame lingering on the bone bead.

With a thought in Zhao Sheng's mind, the Sky Shooting Basket sank into the ice with a thud, and was buried deep under the ice in the blink of an eye.

Then, he opened his mouth and sucked in, and the bone beads flew to him like lightning, fell into his mouth, and were held under his tongue.

At this moment, the golden crow true fire in the dantian transformed into a big sun and slowly merged into the Haoyang Mirror.

In an instant, the Haoyang Mirror bloomed with thousands of golden lights, and a golden flame pillar rushed out from the Dantian, rushing along the internal organs and into the Tanzhong point on the chest.

At the same time, a black beam of light shot out from the bone bead and rushed into the Tanzhong point from top to bottom.

One yin and one yang, life and death!

As soon as the two opposing true fires of heaven and earth meet, they will explode.

At this moment, in Zhao Shengzi's mansion, the Nascent Soul body suddenly disappeared, and when it reappeared, it had already appeared in the Tanzhong acupoint.

As soon as he thought of it, the body of Nascent Soul suddenly collapsed and turned into a large piece of bright light.

Clear light shrouded the true aperture, and a strange gray brilliance suddenly transformed out, condensing into a gray ball of light in the blink of an eye.

The upper and lower sides of the gray light ball are connected with two flame pillars, achieving a delicate balance.

Zhao Sheng's body surface was quietly covered with a faint gray light.

At this time, he suddenly smiled with satisfaction, then slowly closed his eyes, and his breath gradually became weaker.