Ascension Through Generations

I want this thing. "

Zhao Sheng waved his hand, an invisible force swept out, pushed the jade box to the opposite side, and said in a calm tone.

The middle-aged man smiled heartily, shook his head, and said, "Haha! Senior, you are really happy, but if you want to use the elixirs on the table to exchange for such rare treasures, I'm afraid it's not enough. After all, the Chamber of Commerce, for this God-conferring Order, I have a huge responsibility for you!"

"Oh, really?" Zhao Sheng raised his eyebrows and asked noncommittally.

What this person said is true, the God-conferring Order is a treasure that is strictly controlled by the Tiandao Sect.

If it were a thousand years ago, it would have been impossible for the God-Edict to fall into the hands of the King of Chu Chamber of Commerce.

But in the past thousand years, the Tiandao religion has become disorganized, corruption has become common, and almost all canon and teachings have become decorations. Even the current pope has taken the lead in poaching his own corner.

As a result, corruption has become increasingly rampant. Today, even the various ranks in the church have become a kind of open trade, not to mention the massive treasures in the warehouse.

The treasures, skills, cultivation resources, etc. that leak out from the hands of "insiders" of Tiandao Sect every year are simply immeasurable.

When the middle-aged man saw this, he immediately shouted Bao Tianqu, "Senior, since you want to buy this rare treasure, you should have inquired about its market in advance! It's not an exaggeration to say that there is a price but no market."

Zhao Sheng nodded slightly when he heard this.

The middle-aged man perked up and struck again while the iron was hot: "You must know that every Conferring God's Edict has a divine seal inscription on the Conferring God's Book, and there is absolutely no way that there will be any fakes on the market.

Moreover, the maximum number of God-conferring Edicts is twelve thousand nine hundred and sixty-five. Except for the nearly 10,000 used in the past, now there are only one less. Transaction prices are skyrocketing every year.

If it is not sold now, the Chamber of Commerce will hold it in its hands and wait for dozens or hundreds of years. By then, guess what the price will be. "

Zhao Sheng obeyed and said with a smile: "Haha! That has to be postponed until a hundred years later. I dare to say that this God's Edict should be close to the final activation time limit. Otherwise, how can your Chamber of Commerce be willing to take it? Come out to trade?"

When the middle-aged man heard this, he couldn't help but smile, without any emotion.

"It seems that senior is also a knowledgeable person. But even so, what you have is not enough."

Zhao Sheng's eyes narrowed when he heard this, and he said directly: "Please make a price!"

The middle-aged man's face was full of spring breeze, and he smiled and said: "Senior, you should be a master of alchemy. I wonder if you have considered moving to the King of Chu City. We, the King of Chu Chamber of Commerce, are thirsty for talents, as long as-"

Zhao Sheng suddenly interrupted: "No need, just make an offer! I've been idle for a long time and don't want to be restrained."

The middle-aged man wanted to persuade again: "Senior, you——"

Um?

A nasal sound suddenly sounded, and the majestic pressure in the room was fleeting, but it shocked the middle-aged man's heart and made him speechless.

"Okay!" The middle-aged man barely suppressed the fear in his heart, and after calming down his expression, he said: "Senior, if you really want to redeem it, in addition to the elixir in the box, at least add a treasure worth one million spiritual stones. . This is the lowest price I can give you.”

"It's so expensive!" After hearing this, Zhao Sheng felt his teeth ache and his heart ached.

However, you have to buy the baby when it’s time to buy it.

The God of Five Powers will eventually turn to the bright side, and he cannot always be suppressed as an evil god.

Zhao Sheng thought for a moment, then reached out and took out eight jade slips and pushed them in front of the middle-aged man: "Old man, here are three books of superior cultivation techniques and five third-level elixir recipes. How many spiritual stones can they be worth?"

When the middle-aged man heard this, his eyes suddenly brightened.

More than an hour later, the middle-aged man respectfully sent the old man in green robe to the gate and watched Zhao Sheng drift away.

A moment later, in Cangmo City, a hundred miles away to the west, Zhao Sheng changed his clothes and transformed into a young man with red lips and white teeth, walking into Caishikou Street.

After walking a few steps, he moved to a red willow tree and expertly knocked on the trunk four times, absorbing three rays of spiritual power.

In the blink of an eye, the red willow tree suddenly opened countless ghost eyes, a green light flashed, and the person suddenly disappeared out of thin air.

After a period of dizziness, Zhao Sheng opened his eyes and suddenly found that the ghost market was much more dilapidated than before, and its popularity was not as good as before.

The narrow streets seemed much shorter than before, and there were many potholes on the ground, but no one was repairing them.

Many shops on both sides have collapsed, and the broken walls are covered with various traces left behind after fierce battles.

The number of stalls on the street was sparse, reduced by nearly half compared to before, and the number of items related to zombies and ghosts on the stalls had greatly increased. Zombies of varying heights lined up on both sides of the street in two neat rows, standing against the wall.

In front of some stalls, coffins of various colors, black, red, yellow and white, were placed majestically. Next to the coffins were two-foot-tall ghost-suppressing altars with countless charms engraved on the surface.

Looking around, Zhao Sheng was secretly surprised because the stall owners behind the stalls seemed to have completely changed, and he did not see a familiar figure.

"Even the ghost market has suffered. It seems that the impact of the ghost disaster and the black plague is far more severe than imagined. I hope not all the 'old friends' are left behind."

Zhao Sheng thought to himself, and then walked along the street to the end of the street.

The objects on the ghost street are all ordinary goods, and the real treasures are in the ghost market on the second floor.

Zhao Sheng walked quickly, his eyes only passing over the stalls on both sides. As long as there was nothing that caught his eye, he would not stop.

However, no matter how shabby the stalls on the ghost street are, there are still a few treasures that have been missed.

After walking down a short distance, Zhao Sheng stopped three times and took action three times in exchange for a piece of Chenxing Iron, a broken bone hammer and a half-cut bronze gun covered in blood spots.

After some tea time, the ghost street came to the end, and the circular black stone platform came into view.

Zhao Sheng's pupils shrank, and he saw that the figure of Chi Shura, the gatekeeper corpse, was gone under the stone platform. Instead, there was a nine-foot-tall man with muscles bulging as high as armor, and his whole body was glowing with a layer of light golden light. Armor corpse.

When he walked to the black stage, a golden-armored corpse suddenly stood in front of people. Seeing this, Zhao Sheng said the command: "Ascending to the divine path at dawn, there is no need to worry about man or ghosts!"

Fortunately, the password has not changed!

The golden-armored corpse immediately retreated, and Zhao Sheng successfully climbed onto the high black stone platform. In a flash of black light, the stone platform was empty.

Ghost market, shrouded in black fog.

The ground is still made of sticky, soft flesh and blood, and bones and bones are scattered in front of them, looming in the dim mist.

Zhao Sheng walked forward slowly, stepping on a row of shallow footprints step by step, and traces of blood-red mucus soon oozed from the footprints.

Zhao Sheng was slightly surprised when he saw this scene. He had been here many times before, but nothing like this had ever happened.

This time he came a little early, and there were not many people sitting on the bone chair.

Zhao Sheng walked to a bone chair on the periphery, sat down casually, and then waited silently for the arrival of the people behind him.

Time passed slowly, and there were more and more people in the ghost market. There were already more than 30 skeleton chairs with people sitting on them.

After half a stick of incense, after a strange owl sound, the ghost market trading officially started.

According to his past habits, Zhao Sheng was not in a hurry to speak and waited for others to conduct transactions.

"A bottle of heart-cleansing pill, the one with the highest price will get it!"

"The thousand-year-old ghost locust wood pith weighs nine pounds and nine taels. It needs to be replaced with a medium-grade spiritual weapon. Bells, flags, and swords are preferred."

"I have a map of the Relic Palace in my hand. The owner of the cave is a golden elixir priest who lived thousands of years ago. I would like to enter the cave to find out. If any Taoist friends are interested in this, please have a confidential discussion with me."

".A hundred-year-old bronze-armored corpse, three Thousand Ghost Altars, and each altar has a fierce ghost to control it. Anyone who is interested can bid!"

"The Broken Soul Sect recruits a disciple of Yin Ming Yin Hun, with qualifications above the fourth spiritual root."

…

After half a day, Zhao Sheng felt that time was almost up, so he suddenly stood up and expressed his needs to the sitting figure:

"As a ghost in hell, I have told you in front of all my colleagues a few times before. I need a statue of a five-connected snake god. The stronger the power of the incense, the better.

Taoist friends who have heard it will naturally know. I have a small fortune, and as long as it satisfies me, I will definitely satisfy my fellow Taoists. "

In recent years, Zhao Sheng has been known as a prison ghost and has become quite famous in the ghost market. The monks who have heard of his name certainly know that he has a wealthy family, many treasures, and more importantly, he is very generous. .

"Haha! After waiting for so many days, I finally let you wait. Prison ghost, come on! Let's go and talk next to each other."

Laughing, a tall figure suddenly stood up not far away and waved to Zhao Sheng.

Zhao Sheng felt happy when he saw this, so he stood up and walked towards the man.

After a while, deep in the black mist, the two stood one foot apart.

boom!

A golden light flashed, and there was a statue of a human-headed snake god in front of Zhao Sheng. It exuded a faint light and had a strong aroma of incense.

Zhao Sheng released his spiritual consciousness, inspected the statue carefully, and said with approval: "This statue contains the divine nature, is flexible and natural, and the power of the incense on it has been accumulated for at least five hundred years. What a good thing! Fellow Taoist wants to take it. Change it to something."

The tall figure chuckled, couldn't help but rub his hands, and asked nervously: "Hey! I heard that you have many treasures and skills. My soul was severely injured by the ghost roar in the early years, and it couldn't be cured for a long time. Do you have any way to cure it? This kind of soul injury?"

"It's very simple! I have two kinds of elixirs in my hand, named Yun Shen Dan and Huan Shen Dan...

A moment later, Zhao Sheng and two others returned from the depths of the black mist one after another.

As soon as he reached the edge of the forest of bones and chairs, Zhao Sheng heard a cold and solemn old voice:

"The rewards for Wulun Sanren, Taoist Plagues, remnants of Tianxin Sect, etc. have been increased by 30% again. Which Taoist friend can capture any wanted criminal for Cheng Yin Mansion, the reward for each person will be doubled.

Anyone who knows the whereabouts of any wanted criminals. Please come and talk to me, too. As long as the news is proved to be true, I will immediately give out the next part of the reward. "

As Zhao Sheng walked to the bone chair and sat down, he was secretly surprised that the government and the ghost market were collaborating. They actually dared to publicly announce the wanted bonus in the ghost market in front of many evil heretics.

"I don't know what the relationship between the owner of the ghost market and the imperial court and the Tiandao Sect is? Enemy? Friend? Or maybe they are all in the same group."

Zhao Sheng had all kinds of doubts and guesses. He didn't wait for the ghost market to end. As soon as he sat down, he stood up again, walked out, and quickly disappeared into the depths of the black mist.

…

Time flies, and three months pass by in an instant.

During these days, Zhao Sheng devoted all his energy to refining the Wutong Snake God and the Rat God in the Shulin Cave underground in the Zhao Mansion.

Hard work pays off!

Three months later today, the last two nihilistic gods were successfully refined.

At this point, the five five-passage statues have been completed, and the five five-passage beasts have been matched one by one, and things have successfully entered the next stage.

On the altar in the center of the cave, Zhao Sheng sat cross-legged, with five tall golden statues standing behind him.

At this time, three feet above his head, a small golden seal undulated, and layers of divine light continued to overflow.

Around the small seal, green, black, red, white and yellow light groups formed a circle and were slowly rotating around the small seal.

There is a "little man" in each of the five-color light groups. The little men also followed Zhao Sheng's example, sitting cross-legged with solemn and holy expressions, just like enlightened people.

However, the five little people have the characteristics of snakes, rats, hedgehogs, toads, bats and other animals.

At this moment, the five-headed gods used their hands to pinch the spells, and continuously cast out a series of five-color light spells of blue, black, red, white, and yellow, which fell on the God's Order.

Most of the light spells were brushed away by the divine light released by the order without even waiting to touch the God's Order. Only occasionally a few rays of light spells could fall on the main body of the order.

Among them, white light spells are the most common.

About half an hour after arriving, Zhao Sheng opened his eyes fiercely, and the divine light in his eyes shot out for more than a foot, and he shouted loudly: "The law of heaven is immeasurable, the order of the gods, the five-way kidney rat returns to its position!"

Following this violent shout, Zhao Sheng suddenly made a strange and complicated seal with his hands, and saw a red light beam as thick as an arm rising from his hands to the sky and hitting the God's Order.

At the same time, four light groups of green, black, red and white flew away and instantly disappeared into the corresponding five-tong statue.

The remaining white light group representing the kidney rat suddenly rushed through the layers of divine light, pounced on the God's Order, and swallowed it in one gulp.

Zhao Sheng didn't even raise his head, but powerful spiritual consciousness had already enveloped the top, and the spiritual power in his body surged out from his hands.

In an instant, the red beam of light suddenly grew three-thirds thicker.

Suddenly receiving great help, the Kidney Rat Goddess expressed excitement and expanded rapidly. In an instant, he turned into a white light giant eight feet tall, and in the giant's Dantian, a golden seal was looming.

About half a month later, the Order of the Gods and the Wutong Kidney Rat God were successfully integrated.

This marks the birth of the first righteous god recognized by heaven and earth among the five gods!

In the Netherworld, there are five levels of "gods": Mao Shen, Wild God, Ghost God, Zhengshen and Emperor.

Generally speaking, the levels of the five "gods" actually have little to do with their strength.

Although the righteous gods are the gods second only to the emperor, quite a few righteous gods are pitifully low in strength, and some cannot even be defeated by the Mao God, such as the Ear God.

For another example, the Wutong Kidney Rat who has just received the order is three points weaker than the average foundation-building monk.

Of course, Zhao Sheng usually doesn't use Wutong Shen to kill enemies.

In a sense, Wutong Shen is just a tool for him to explore the truth of the great road and break through the realm. It is simply overkill for killing enemies.

"There is still one month left, which should be enough time to find a place where the Five Elements are popular and build a temple." Zhao Sheng stood up, muttered to himself, and waved his hand to put the five statues into the Nakong Seal.

He looked around, then disappeared from the altar in a flash.