Ascension Through Generations

Name: Zhao Qingyang (Zhao Sheng)

longevity:236/236

Realm: early stage of Nascent Soul

Occupation: Level 4 Alchemist, Level 3 Talisman Master, Level 3 Weapon Refiner, Level 2 Array Master,

[Physique:] Golden and Fire Spiritual Roots (Earth Level), Ancient War Body (Earth Level)

[Talent:] Fairy Vision (Disabled)

【Skill:】

Skills: Golden Crow Burning Heaven Technique (Perfection), Star God Thousand Heart Technique (Dacheng), Taiqing Nine Yang Technique (Xiaocheng), Qi-Wang Technique (Dacheng)

Body Refining: Immortal Golden Body (Dacheng), Vacuum Shattering Mountain Kung Fu (Perfection), Four Phases of Heaven and Man (Half-Step Dacheng)

Hundreds of Arts: Taoism () Talismans (), Alchemy (), Weapon Refining (), Royal Arts (…)

…

"The sixth life is over, settling..."

In the vast void, a ray of divine light instantly broke through the chaos, and then a long and tall figure stepped out of the light.

The Book of Hundreds of Worlds emerged, casting thousands of bright rays of light. The jade pages turned quickly, and finally stopped on the sixth page.

In an instant, countless pictures and memories flowed through his heart, and Zhao Sheng looked slightly regretful.

At this moment, a loud and clear voice suddenly resounded through the chaos:

"The settlement is completed, and the final evaluation of the Sixth Life is: Under Armor."

"Evaluation reward: a prefecture-level inheritance right (can be split)

You can choose to inherit from constitution, skills, talents, and occupations. Please choose? "

Zhao Sheng looked struggling and thought for a long time before he said: "Choose to inherit the physique of the dual spiritual roots of gold and fire!"

"Inheritance..."

"The earth-level spiritual root physique has been inherited!"

Alas, there was nothing he could do, he couldn't have his cake and eat it too!

There is only one earth-level inheritance right. Although he is reluctant to give up and is very heartbroken, he can only give up the fairy vision and the ancient fighting body.

Ding!

After a chime-like sound, the voice rose loudly again: "Congratulations on achieving the following life achievements!"

"Achievements are as follows: 1. Conquering an inner demon (Xuan); 2. Successfully stepping out of the infancy of the world (Xuan); 3. The beginning of an ancient cross-border clan (Xuan); 4. Promoting to Nascent Soul (Earth); 5. Survive three tribulations (land)

"Achievement rewards: A total of five random rewards from the three mysteries in two places (tips: high-level rewards can be split into three low-level rewards).

It can be randomly selected from physique, skills, talents, and occupations, or it can be replaced to improve the ability level. Please choose? "

After Zhao Sheng listened, he thought for a moment and then asked, "Can the Xuan-level rewards be combined into an Earth-level reward?"

"Can!"

Zhao Sheng was overjoyed and immediately ordered: "Choose synthesis!"

Ding!

"Compositing...Successful synthesis!"

At this time, Zhao Sheng opened his mouth to speak, but suddenly stopped.

He now has three earth-level random rewards, which can be synthesized into one heaven-level reward, or not.

well!

Zhao Sheng was very distressed and was in a dilemma for a while.

At this moment, he suddenly remembered something, so he asked: "Book of Hundreds of Worlds, I remember that in the previous life, I had reserved two Xuan-level permissions?"

"It has been confirmed that the previous life still retains a Xuan-level inheritance right and a Xuan-level immediate reward."

That’s right!

Zhao Sheng nodded and showed a smile.

"First, let's draw a Xuan-level one at once. Let's draw it from the talent!"

In an instant, countless white light balls appeared and disappeared on the seventh page.

Soon, one of the light balls expanded rapidly, exploded, and scattered into countless light spots.

"Congratulations on picking up the Xuan-level talent of Appearance."

[Transformation: Any shadow within the field of vision is your foothold. It can be activated three times a day. 】

good!

When Zhao Sheng saw this talent, he couldn't help but cheer up and said decisively: "Consume a prefecture-level reward and choose to advance to the talent of disembodiment."

"Congratulations on the promotion of talent to phase shift."

As soon as he finished speaking, a large amount of mysterious information flowed through Zhao Sheng's mind...

A moment later, instructions sounded out one after another in the chaos:

"Retain the right to inherit the Xuan level!"

"Reserve a prefecture-level instant reward!"

"Consume an earth level and draw it immediately, choose to draw the constitution,"

"The drawing is successful... Congratulations to the host for winning the Earth-level physique and being reborn after being severed."

…

In the seventh year of the Tiandao Calendar, 1145, the Great Gu Tian Dynasty, Hufeng County.

"Life is vague, and God's will is unclear. Ghosts are happy, and when you are at the gate of life..."

Huh~huh!

"...the way of heaven values ​​life, the way of ghosts values ​​death, heaven -

Phew~

In the Sutra Hall, Wu Changyong, the leader of the Sutra Hall, was enthusiastically talking about the essence of the Sutra of Heaven's Way to Save Man.

However, bursts of snoring always interrupted his interest.

Wu Changyong stopped abruptly, his face elongated, and he looked coldly towards the source of the sound.

The Taoist boys also gloated and turned their heads and looked at the middle seat in the first row. A smooth-headed and thin figure in a Chinese robe was sleeping soundly on the table.

"whee!"

"Why is Sanbao sleeping in the hall again? Could it be that the temple priest secretly turned on a small stove for him again? Huh, that's so unfair!"

"Hush, the Three Treasures are your darlings' treasures, and they are different from our group of registered Taoist boys. They are very precious!"

"quiet!"

A sound came out, and the sutra hall fell silent.

Wu Changyong shook his head and ignored the trembling Taoist boys below. With a flick of his finger, a stream of light flew out and hit the bare head.

Boom!

There was a clear sound of wooden fish, and the child lying on the table suddenly sat up, his eyes bleary.

But soon, the child's eyes cleared up, and then a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes before returning to a confused look.

"Three Treasures, recite the entire "Sutra of Heaven's Way to Save Man" for me." Wu Changyong showed the majesty of a teacher and his tone was extremely serious.

"Well, the way of heaven has its way, but the way of ghosts is unpredictable. Life is elusive, and the will of God is unclear. The way of ghosts is happy, and it is the gateway to life."

After a cup of tea, the child actually recited the entire 2,399 words of "The Scripture of Heaven's Way to Save Man" word for word.

After hearing this, Wu Changyong was silent for a moment, then nodded, and said in a calm tone: "Good job. I'll give you a credit. Sit down!"

Under the surprised and confused gazes of the Taoist boys nearby, Zhao Sheng sat back down in his seat gracefully.

"Sambo seems to have changed into a different person, and he can actually recite scriptures!"

"Hey, isn't the Three Treasures addicted to reading words? Why."

"Damn it, was he pretending to be stupid before? If so, this kid will definitely hinder our path in the future. Xin Yi, you did this and that after class."

After a short interlude, Wu Changyong continued to talk about the various mysterious and essences of the Book of Saviors.

The Taoist boys quickly averted their eyes and listened attentively to the Master's sermon.

For them who are new to Taoism, it is very rare for a sutra master in the late stage of Qi refining to personally teach sutras.

However, to Zhao Sheng's ears, Wu Changyong's explanation was extremely superficial. It would be better for him to recite the sutra silently himself, and the true meaning would appear on his own.

Looking around, we can see that the sutra hall is antique, with black-scaled wooden beams standing horizontally, the floor paved with large blue bricks, rows of mahogany desks arranged horizontally and vertically, a Shinto scroll hanging on the surrounding walls, and a central Buddhist temple. There are three-foot-high prayer flags on eight sides around the platform, and a purple incense burner stands in each corner. A faint aroma wafts out from the burner hole, which makes people feel refreshed.

Smelling the light incense, Zhao Sheng quickly relaxed his mind, and a large number of memories about this life poured into his mind.

". Tiandaoism. Dagu Tianchao Requiem Temple. Master Bao'an's Taoist Book for Orphans"

Um?

In the blink of an eye, Zhao Sheng was shocked: "What is going on? I was reincarnated into the Netherworld Realm in this life!"

At this moment, his eyes wandered, and he suddenly thought about countless possibilities, most of which were pessimistic.

"Perhaps during the war between the two worlds, some tribesmen must have been plundered into this world, and the most dangerous situation... No, we must first find out how many years have passed since this world!"

Thinking of this, Zhao Sheng's eyes turned cold, his little hands clenched tightly, and the red lotus flame pattern on his eyebrows became more and more bright and dazzling.

After half an hour, the sutra master Wu Changyong suddenly stopped talking, rolled up the jade pages on the table, walked off the sutra platform, and walked away without looking back.

get out of class has ended,

There was a sudden commotion in the sutra hall, and all the Taoist boys got up to make a fuss and ran out of the hall together.

At this time, a boy with a pink face and red lips ran to Zhao Sheng's desk and said with a smile: "Senior Brother Bao, I recently got a pair of rhinoceros horns, which are very fierce. Are you interested in trying them?"

Rhinoceros Guo is cruel and fierce by nature, and is most aggressive.

In the Anhun Temple, a fighting game called rhinoceros horn fighting was popular among the Taoist boys. Sanbao was previously very obsessed with this fighting game and was also very fond of gambling.

For this reason, a lot of spiritual stones and elixirs were lost.

However, no one knew at this time that Sanbao had changed into a different person from the inside out.

Zhao Sheng glanced at the boy indifferently and refused with a cold expression: "I won't go!"

After saying that, he stood up and strode out of the sutra hall.

"Senior Brother Sanbao, Sanbao" the boy saw this and hurriedly chased after him.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he turned around a courtyard wall, he suddenly lost sight of the big fat sheep.

"Damn it!" the pink-faced boy yelled.

At this time, a handsome young man came from behind and suddenly said in a deep voice: "Sambo, how many spiritual stones do you owe in total so far?"

"Including interest, it's only a hundred spiritual stones, which is not enough to pay!"

"Brother, why did Sanbao, this idiot, change his temper today? It's not like this usually. Do you think he discovered-"

"shut up!"

…

Zhao Sheng walked through the long corridor and passed through the courtyard with three layers of red tiles and yellow walls.

As he walked between temples and rooms, he could hear the sound of chanting sutras for salvation from time to time.

Everyone they met along the way knelt down and saluted respectfully when they saw him.

Zhao Sheng seemed to have already adapted to such a large ceremony. He just nodded lightly and walked through these people.

Since ancient times, the theory of innate noble species in the Youshen Realm has been deeply rooted and deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

It has become a matter of course to classify human races based on their Taoist bloodline.

Zhao Sheng is a natural Taoist with the spiritual roots of gold and fire. His innate status is higher than that of hundreds of millions of mortals.

In Anhun Temple, Zhao Sheng is also one of the only seven Taoist boys recorded in the Taoist Jade Book. His status is second only to Bao'an, the temple's priest, Wu Changyong, the sutra master, and Pan Yifeng, the altar master.

However……

When Zhao Sheng walked to the yard where he lived, a tall, middle-aged man with a stern face was waiting there.

This man was dressed in a plain green Taoist robe. The material of the robe was far less luxurious than Zhao Sheng's robe, but this man exuded a strong murderous aura and had a certain awe-inspiring power.

"Senior Brother Bao, the temple priest invites you!" Upon seeing Zhao Sheng, the middle-aged man immediately stepped forward and said softly.

"Hmph, lead the way!" Zhao Sheng gave the other party a look of contempt, with a arrogant and annoying look on his face.

Growing up, Sanbao had heard too much flattery and was always sought after and curried favor by everyone, so that he developed an arrogant and arrogant temperament.

He would not look down upon ordinary people without spiritual roots.

Even if this person is one of the many temple-protecting martial sects in Anhun Temple, he is no exception.

The middle-aged man was not surprised and turned away. Behind him, Zhao Sheng's expression suddenly became as calm as water.

He took steps to follow, and at the same time, a strange color appeared in his eyes.

The Anhun Temple covers a large area, covering over a thousand acres, and the main building complex continuously occupies the entire sunny side of Qingyang Mountain.

The two of them walked through most of the temple, one behind the other, and came to a quiet and spacious mountain wall in the back mountain.

The mountain wall cracked silently, revealing a cave entrance more than two people high.

The middle-aged man turned slightly sideways and made a gesture of invitation: "Senior brother, your Excellency is inside, please come in!"

Zhao Sheng paused when he heard this, then started walking again and walked into the cave with an expressionless face.

As soon as we entered the cave, the stone door at the entrance of the cave suddenly closed, and the long-bright lamps on the cave walls on both sides suddenly lit up, releasing a faint and bright yellow firelight.

Zhao Sheng seemed to have thought of something bad, and a trace of disgust flashed in his eyes.

But he kept walking and walked deeper along the passage.

After walking more than ten feet, waves of crying and moaning sounds faintly reached my ears.

After a few steps, there were iron fences made of thick steel pillars on both sides of the cave wall. Behind the fence were cells filled with stinking odors.

The cell was dark, with deformed and grotesque bodies lying faintly in the corners.

Along the way, I saw pairs of skinny, hairy, or scaly arms stretching out from the middle of the fence.

Cries and begging for mercy are endless!

Zhao Sheng seemed to have been here many times. He remained unmoved and walked through the passage without any hesitation.

Not long after, he came to a bright and spacious stone room with a rectangular stone platform in the center.

Lying on the stone platform was a young body about five feet long. The air was filled with a strange fragrance, as well as a faint smell of blood and stench.

This made Zhao Sheng feel a little depressed.

At this time, at the edge of the stone platform, a figure with his back to him was busy doing something, and the willow-leaf knife in his hand shone with a sharp cold light.

From the back, this man is wearing a golden Taoist robe, a hairpin and a hat, green hair on his temples, and a long beard hanging down from his chin.

Looks quite celestial.

At this moment, a clear and gentle voice sounded in the stone chamber: "Coming?"

"Master, did you call me?"

"Well, come here quickly." Bao shouted without looking back.

Zhao Sheng stepped forward and raised his eyebrows slightly when he saw the disemboweled human body on the stage.

"Stretch out your hand and bleed!" Bao'ai ordered simply.

"Yes, Master." Upon hearing this, Zhao Sheng skillfully rolled up the sleeves of his robe and stretched out a white and tender arm.

The next second, blood exploded!