Ascension Through Generations

Year 1145 of the seventh era of the Tiandao Calendar, the seventh day of the fifth lunar month

This day is the day when the Anhun Temple opens its gates to welcome believers from all over the world to climb the mountain to worship God.

Early in the morning, a hint of fish belly white had just risen in the sky, and various luxurious carriages were already parked at the foot of Qingyang Mountain. With the help of servants, the ladies and gentlemen in rich clothes got out of the carriages and walked to the Waiting silently in front of the mountain gate.

Dang~dang~dang!

When the two suns jumped above the horizon, solemn and heavy bells suddenly sounded from the top of the mountain.

The nobles at the foot of the mountain then began to slowly climb up the mountain along the jade steps. After walking through the thousands of jade steps, they were welcomed into the temple gate by the Zhike Dao people who had been guarding the door for a long time.

As the sun gradually rose into the sky, rune speed cars one after another returned with full loads from all directions.

In front of the mountain gate, Zhao Sheng jumped out of the carriage, looked at the bustling pilgrims, and curled his lips secretly.

Then the white tiger roared loudly, and the rune car flew away quickly.

At this moment, a shout of surprise came from the side: "Senior Brother Bao, you are finally back. It was so hard for us to wait!"

Zhao Sheng turned around and saw a pink-faced boy running up to him with surprise on his face.

"Zeng Fang, have you ever cared so much about me before?" Zhao Sheng's expression was very disdainful. This boy's evil thoughts were almost written on his face. It was also because the silly boy in his predecessor thought that he was his good playmate.

"Oh, today is the holiday. Why don't you go play in my yard. There are many senior brothers here. Doesn't Senior Brother Bao want to get back his money?" the pink-faced boy said seductively with a wink.

At this time, Gui Li on the side couldn't stand it anymore and suddenly said: "Sambo, your homework has been delayed for three days."

"Hey, we'll talk about homework later. It took us half a month to let go. I'm going to kill everyone. Senior brother, please go back first, let's go play."

Zhao Sheng followed the pink-faced boy onto the carriage with an impatient look on his face, like a bad gambler obsessed with gambling.

Why did the pink-faced boy come? Zhao Sheng had a clear idea in his mind.

Since these people set a trap for him, don't blame him for winning back his capital with profits.

Looking at the carriage that was quickly driving away, Gui Li shook his head and lowered his opinion of Sanbao again.

There is a small manor among the mountains and forests more than 20 miles away from Qingyang Mountain, surrounded by mountains and rivers.

On this day, a carriage quickly rushed through the gate of the manor and finally stopped in front of a waterside wooden building.

Zhao Sheng and others jumped out of the carriage and walked into the waterside pavilion excitedly.

As soon as he entered the building, he saw a group of bad friends. Zhao Sheng's eyes flickered and he suddenly laughed wildly, "Sure enough, there are many defeated men here! I should make a fortune today."

"Junior Brother Bao, it's not certain who will lose and who will win today? Don't make wild remarks! Besides, have you brought enough capital?" A handsome young man smiled and deliberately provoked.

This person's name is Wu Shengshen, a grandson of Wu Changyong, and one of the seven naturalized Taoist boys in Anhun Temple.

Speaking of which, this person was very close to Zhao Sheng's predecessor, but he was also the one who cheated him the most. He was Sanbao's big creditor.

Zhao Sheng raised the corner of his mouth, patted his bulging waist bag, put down his bold words and said: "I have more than a hundred spirit stones, which is enough to beat you to death. I don't need gold today, just start with spirit stones. Who dares to follow? "

"I dare!"

"I'm coming too!"

"Haha, isn't it just spiritual stones? I've gotten a lot of them in the past two days, so I'll just gamble with Senior Brother Bao."

Everyone participated enthusiastically, but as the hosts, Zeng Fang and Wu Shengshen looked at each other and smiled.

As expected, this idiot Sanbao fell into the trap easily.

Later, a gambling table was placed in the middle of the building. The gaming table was filled with various gambling equipment.

"Senior Brother Bao, what are you betting on today? Fighting animals, flower cards, dice, or some new tricks?"

Zhao Sheng's eyes wandered over the many gambling instruments, and finally stopped on the dice cup.

He waved his hand and said proudly: "Let's play something simple and fun today, just bet on big or small!"

"Okay, let's bet big or small!" Everyone agreed in a loud voice.

…

Dong Dong Dong ~ Bang!

"Buy it and leave it! Should I choose the big one or the small one?"

"Keep it small!"

"I'm going big!"

"Small!"

Zhao Sheng didn't even look at it, he threw a spiritual stone casually and rolled it to the side of the big one, "Master, warm up first, then press the big one!"

After everyone placed their bets, Zeng Fang opened the dice cup and shouted: "Four, five, six, fifteen o'clock!"

"Haha, it's a good start. I'm very lucky today!" Zhao Sheng put away the two spiritual stones very proudly, with an extremely arrogant expression.

After one round, the gambling continues

Dong Dong Dong ~ Bang!

"Buy it and leave it! Should I choose the big one or the small one?"

This still puts Zhao Sheng under pressure, but...

"Open, one, two, three o'clock, small!"

Seeing that the spirit stone was taken away, Zhao Sheng's eyes widened and he shouted angrily: "I don't believe it anymore, I will suppress it next time!"

The gambling game continued continuously, during which Zhao Sheng won less and lost more.

More than half an hour later, Zhao Sheng only had about twenty spirit stones left in his hand.

At this time, he seemed to be losing in a hurry, and the number of spiritual stones he bet was getting larger and larger.

"Open, two, three, three, eight o'clock! Junior Brother Bao, you lost again!"

Finally, after one round, more than a hundred spirit stones were lost. Zhao Sheng's face was flushed and his eyes were bloodshot, very much like a gambler who had lost a red eye.

"Junior Brother Bao, you no longer have the spirit stone. Why don't we end this bet!" Wu Shengshen reminded with "good intentions".

"No! No one can leave this house until I tell you it's over today." Zhao Sheng roared angrily.

"But you don't have any spiritual stones anymore. Do you want to borrow some more spiritual stones to make a fortune?"

"Why, isn't it possible?" Zhao Sheng looked at Wu Shengshen with a fierce look on his face.

"But you have already owed one hundred and eight spiritual stones before. You have to borrow and repay, so it is not difficult to borrow again! Why don't you, junior brother, exchange and pay off the previous debt first, and then borrow again?"

"Hmph, it's just about a hundred low-grade spiritual stones. Is this a person who refuses to pay back his debts? Do you think how many spiritual stones this thing can be worth?"

Zhao Sheng pretended to be disdainful, casually took off a six-pointed star-shaped gold medal from his waist and threw it on the gaming table.

When Wu Shengshen saw this gold medal, his heart beat a lot faster.

This gold medal is a top-notch protective weapon. It was awarded to this idiot by the temple priest back then. Unexpectedly, the goal he had planned for a long time was actually delivered to him easily.

Seeing the other party's hesitation, Zhao Sheng deliberately added fuel to the fire and urged impatiently: "Tell me quickly, how many spiritual stones can it be worth? If it doesn't work, I won't play anymore."

"It can be done, it can be done!" Wu Shengshen felt anxious when he heard this, and nodded quickly,

Then, he added: "But it can only be worth a thousand spiritual stones at most!"

"A thousand is a thousand!" Zhao Sheng agreed readily.

Wu Shengshen was overjoyed and was about to pick up the dice cup, but he pressed his hand on the dice cup first.

"Wait a minute, let's change the game today. Junior Brother Wu, and you, do you dare to play a game of Nine Heavens with me!" Zhao Sheng pressed his right hand on the dice cup, with an extremely fierce look on his face, and said every word .

As soon as these words came out, everyone in the audience was shocked!

The so-called "nine heavens" are called one heaven and one hell!

This is a special gambling method. The gambling game is divided into nine rounds. If the bet in the first round is one, the bet in the second round is two. The latter round is doubled on the basis of the previous round until Until the end of the nine rounds, there can be no interruption in the middle, otherwise it will be a total loss.

Seeing that Zhao Sheng's eyes were red, Zeng Fang flinched a little and couldn't help but look at Wu Shengshen. Others also looked at the eldest brother.

There is no doubt that Wu Shengshen is the mastermind of the situation, and the others are just helping out and getting some spiritual stones from Sanbao.

"Wu Shengshen, do you dare to bet with me?"

"Haha!" Wu Shengshen suddenly smiled heartily, and also put on a heroic look, and agreed generously: "Since the Three Treasures are so interested, I will challenge you to a game of Nine Heavens, with just one soul Shi started. But before the gambling begins, a blood contract must be made. Neither you nor I can regret it!"

"I'm so angry, just give me four spiritual stones in the first round!"

"Okay, let's start with four spiritual stones." Wu Shengshen agreed.

"Bring me the talisman!" Zhao Sheng shouted immediately.

Not long after, two talisman papers were filled with contract runes. Both parties pressed their bloody handprints and raised their hands to make an oath to the sky that they would not regret.

Then, the gambling table was cleared, and Zhao Sheng and Wu Shengshen lined up on both sides, ready to fight.

According to the rules of the Nine Heavens, each side holds a dice, and after shaking the dice Gu, each guesses the opponent's points. Whoever guesses the points most accurately wins! If the two sides are tied, they will shake again until the winner is determined.

In the first round, the bet is four spiritual stones

Zhao Sheng picked up the dice cup, shook it casually, and then pressed it on the table, "Junior Brother Wu, take a guess!"

The bets in the first three games were too small, so there was no need to bother. After Wu Shengshen shook the dice for a while, he put down the dice cup.

"I guess the number in the dice, junior brother, is five, five or six!"

"Yours is one, three or four o'clock."

After saying that, Zhao Sheng was too lazy to pretend and opened the dice cup. As expected, it was five, five or six o'clock.

When the people watching nearby saw this, they immediately exclaimed loudly.

"Four, four, five points, junior brother, you lose!" Wu Shengshen said with a confident smile.

"It's only the first round, come again!" Zhao Sheng said without caring.

The second and third and fourth rounds all ended in failure for Zhao Sheng, and the opponent guessed all the handles correctly.

By the fifth game of the bet, the outcome was already very obvious, and Zhao Sheng was definitely losing.

However, Zhao Sheng was completely different from before. Not only was he not impatient, but his expression became more relaxed.

Seeing this scene, Wu Shengshen's heart suddenly twitched for some reason, and he had a somewhat ominous premonition.

However, the fifth game ended with him winning.

Wu Shengshen breathed a sigh of relief, and a relaxed smile appeared on his face again.

Game six, bet: one hundred and twenty-eight spiritual stones!

At this time, Zhao Sheng's eyes changed and he became serious. He had done so much preparation before, and now it was time to settle the ledger with Wu Shengshen.

A Nascent Soul boss is starting to get serious, so what’s the outcome of this bet?

In the sixth game, Wu Shengshen guessed the wrong number, but Zhao Sheng seemed to have been fooled and won a small victory.

Seeing that he had guessed wrong, Wu Shengshen's heart skipped a beat, but he quickly calmed down.

Maybe it's just a coincidence!

However, in the seventh game, the eighth game, and finally the ninth game, Wu Shengshen's face became paler each time, and in the end his hands were trembling.

After the ninth round, there was silence in the building. Everyone looked at Zhao Sheng, who was in low spirits, with ghostly eyes, as if they didn't recognize him.

"I won a total of 1,920 spirit stones. After subtracting the debt I owe, and then subtracting these on the table, Junior Brother Wu should give me 1,412 spirit stones, and I don't want any change. . Count it as one thousand four hundred." At this point, Zhao Sheng put away the six-ray gold medal, casually weighed the blood contract in his hand, and joked: "When does junior brother plan to send the spirit stone over?"

Wu Shengshen's face was livid. Looking at the blood-red Dao Deed, he felt so uncomfortable that he almost wanted to vomit blood.

He wanted to go back on his word, but once the blood contract was established, even the True Monarch of Transformation God could not bear the punishment for violating the oath.

"This amount is too big, please allow me some time to raise it." Wu Shengshen begged hesitantly, his face red and bleeding.

Today, he was disgraced and suffered a serious setback!

Even if the Wu family paid off the gambling debt of 1,400 spirit stones in one go, it would still be painful for several years.

Although Wu Shengshen was one of the few direct spiritual descendants of the Wu family, he was severely punished for this incident and even had to withdraw from the line of succession.

"Whatever, one year is enough for you, right?" Zhao Sheng said casually.

"That's enough!" Wu Shengshen's heart was bleeding every time he said a word.

Zhao Sheng slowly swept away the spirit stones on the table, then looked at the others and asked with a smile: "I haven't had enough fun yet, who will play with me for a few more times? Zeng Fang, how about you come?!"

After listening to this, Zeng Fang trembled all over and hid behind the crowd like lightning. He shook his head desperately and refused: "No, no! I won't come, I won't come!"

The others also quickly retreated from Laoyuan, avoiding Zhao Sheng's gaze.

At this point, anyone who doesn't know that this guy Sanbao has been pretending to be a pig and eating the tiger is a big fool.

"Oh, it's boring!" Zhao Sheng sighed helplessly, and then emphasized: "Whoever wants to bet with me in the future, I will accompany you to the end. Junior Brother Wu, you are welcome to come again to read the book."

After that, Zhao Sheng walked out of the water pavilion in a swagger and walked away.

…

Two days after returning to the mountain,

Zhao Sheng was summoned by Bao Nai to go to the secret cave in the back mountain.

In that stone chamber, Bao Ai praised Zhao Sheng for a rare occasion, saying that he had saved his master's life.

Because of what happened two days ago, Wu Changyong took the initiative to come to his door, his figure rarely lowered.

"Master, could it be that as soon as Wu Changyong opened the mouth of gold, he wouldn't want these 1,400 spiritual stones?" Zhao Sheng questioned.

"Don't worry! Not even a single spiritual stone will be missing."

Bao'ai responded seriously while checking the physical condition of the test subject on the stone platform.

"Then when...?"

"Half a month later, you come to see me, and I will give you a treasure. As for the spiritual stones, I will requisition them first. Anyway, you kid won't be able to use so many spiritual stones for the time being."

After hearing this, Zhao Sheng's face turned bitter, filled with reluctance.

In fact, he was just pretending. Zhao Sheng had known that this would happen.

Bao'ai conducts human experiments all year round, which costs too much, and there is a serious shortage of spiritual stones in his pocket.

How could he let go of this windfall.

"Huh? Stretch out your hand quickly!" Bao'ai suddenly urged him urgently.

At the same time, the young man on the stone platform also let out a shrill tiger roar.

Zhao Sheng saw this and stretched out his little hand.

The next second, blood light exploded, and blood dripped onto the gray and black heart of the tiger demon.

But it's too late now.

The tiger demon's heart suddenly exploded, and filthy pus and blood spattered all over the stone platform. The young man died on the spot.

"Damn it, I lasted less than seven days and failed again! What's wrong? Is it true that the organs of human beings can't be fused for a long time?" Bao'ai looked extremely cold, waved his hand and released a piece of red flame, burning the corpse and pus on the stage. The blood is burned cleanly.

Zhao Sheng retracted his arm, his face showing no emotion.

Use a mortal body to fuse the organs of monsters to become extraordinary!

If it were so easy for him to do it, wouldn't it mean that countless outstanding people over the past thousands of years are all a bunch of idiots.