Ascension Through Generations

Not long after Zhao Sheng escaped, two rays of light suddenly rushed from a distance and landed on the barren mountain.

The light faded, revealing two figures, one tall and one short. One was an old man in black robes, and the other was a young woman in palace attire. Both of them exuded the astonishing aura of the Golden Core Realm.

The two men's eyes swept across the bloody ground, looking at the broken jade scorpion shell with extremely ugly expressions.

"It's the White Jade Scorpion King! It seems that I was a little late. The real Jade Scorpion is probably already in danger." The old man in black robe casually picked up a piece of scorpion shell and said with a gloomy expression.

The young woman in palace attire waved her hand and held out a tower of bones, muttering something in her mouth. The tower of bones spread out a large white light and swept around it.

Wherever the white light passed, a large amount of black energy rose from the ground and turned into a thick death energy.

The old man in black robe became even more gloomy when he saw this: "Hmph, it seems like that guy Jade Scorpion has..."

"Who did it? Jade Scorpion and his Scorpion King joined forces, and their strength is comparable to that of the ninth major Jindan real person. Could it be the murderous hand of Yuanying ancestor?" The young woman in palace clothes guessed in shock.

The expression of the old man in black robe also changed. He looked around and felt a little uneasy.

If the ancestor of Nascent Soul really took action to kill people, the two of them would be very dangerous here.

"There is no need to delay. This matter must be reported to the God as soon as possible."

The black-robed old man's eyes flickered and he took it out as soon as he finished speaking. A dark ancient mirror was thrown into the air.

Light streamed on the mirror, countless mysterious runes emerged and circulated from the mirror, and then a holy and dazzling light person slowly appeared in the mirror.

The light man's whole body was shrouded in a layer of faint golden light, and his appearance could not be seen clearly, but as soon as he appeared, a majestic and terrifying pressure spread out from the mirror, which made people feel awe.

"Meet the God!" Upon seeing this, the old man in black robe and the young woman in royal attire leaned over immediately, with extremely pious expressions.

"Why did you wake me up?" the mysterious light man said calmly.

"Revelation to the Lord God, I don't know who killed the Jade Scorpion Master you recently conquered. When my subordinates rushed to the scene, the murderer had already escaped." The old man in black robe hurriedly described the incident.

"Oh, as I expected, the Jade Scorpion is indeed dead." The god didn't seem surprised at all.

"Did Long Yin take action? Let me take a look."

After saying this, the dark mirror suddenly rippled, and a golden wave of light spread out from the mirror.

The waves spread like water in an instant, covering the entire mountain top.

As the golden light rippled slightly, the scene on the top of the mountain changed rapidly in the light, just like going back in time, and the scene quickly went back to the past.

As scenes emerged, a brief but amazing battle emerged.

However, in the picture, only the appearance and body of the real Jade Scorpion are very clear, while the figure fighting with him is extremely blurry, just a ball of human-shaped white light.

"The time-traveling power of the deity is truly miraculous. No matter how cunning the murderer is, he will never escape from the palm of the deity." The old man in black robe said flatteringly.

"Judging from this aura, the murderer should also be in the Golden Core realm, very strong, and also proficient in the art of breath concentration and concealment. This person is not simple!"

The god in the mirror looked at the battle scene and commented with a slightly serious tone.

When the two Jindan Daoists present heard this, their faces showed shock.

"God Lord..."

"You two, come back! There is no need to pursue it for now. If you encounter this person in the future, you should stay away immediately. This person is not something you can handle. I have my own plans for the Longyin Organization."

The old man in black robe and the young woman in palace skirt exchanged glances and nodded naturally.

Later, the two people turned into light and flew into the sky, disappearing into the sky in the blink of an eye.

…

Half a day later, the white disc boat broke through the clouds and plummeted down, landing over the vast snow-capped cold peaks and frozen valleys.

A door opened in Diszhou, and Zhao Sheng flew out.

He was hanging in mid-air, looking at the thousands of miles of frozen mountains below, with a look of contemplation on his face.

This is the northern ice area of ​​Longzhou, close to the Arctic Black Ocean, and is under ice for most of the year.

Zhao Sheng judged the direction for a moment, put away the boat, and then turned into a stream of light and flew towards the depths of the mountains below.

Not long after, the ice and snow on the peaks ahead melted, and a large amount of hot steam rose up in the valley, and then turned into clouds and mist, lingering around the mountains.

Looking from a distance, you can see many hot rivers flowing in the valley, and hot spring lakes dotted on the surface. The lakeside is lined with green grass and there are many spiritual fields, making it appear full of vitality.

On the rock walls at the edge of the valley, there are tall and wide caves. Near the caves are large manors, not far from each other. The manors and caves are shrouded in a layer of light.

The spiritual energy here is rich, and many Qi refining monks can be seen patrolling back and forth in the valley.

With Zhao Sheng's cultivation level, if he didn't want to be discovered, no one would be able to detect it.

A few breaths later, he had reached the sky above the largest manor.

Suddenly, Zhao Sheng raised his sleeves and a black talisman shot out, piercing through the formation barrier and flying into the depths of the manor before disappearing.

After just three breaths, a ball of red light flew up from the manor below.

The red light faded away, revealing the figure of a middle-aged man wearing a light red brocade robe.

This man looks to be about forty or fifty years old, but he has sunken cheeks, a head full of white hair, and an appearance of premature aging. His cultivation level is about one or two levels of Jindan, which is so-so.

He held a black talisman in his hand, which was exactly the one Zhao Sheng had activated earlier.

The middle-aged man looked at the uninvited guest with doubtful eyes. After looking up and down for a few times, he asked in a deep voice: "Who are you, your Excellency? Why do you have this talisman?"

Zhao Sheng said in a calm tone: "Where is Zhao Jingyun?"

When the middle-aged man heard the caller calling Zhao Jingyun's name, he was shocked, but his face remained calm.

"Who is Zhao Jingyun? Are you looking in the wrong place? This is the ancestral land of my Xuan family, and I have never heard of Zhao Jingyun's name."

The corner of Zhao Sheng's mouth moved and he asked, "Didn't Zhao Jingyun say that he has a senior brother?"

The white-haired middle-aged man was startled at first, then looked suddenly surprised, and immediately asked eagerly:

"Senior, could it be that he is Master Zhenyan?"

Zhao Sheng nodded, took out his identity token, and waved it in front of his eyes.

"It turns out he is one of our own, come in quickly and talk!"

Then the middle-aged man turned aside and made a "please" gesture.

Zhao Sheng was not polite and followed the middle-aged man as he flew towards the manor in a generous manner.

In the center of this manor is a huge circular square, surrounded by rows of bluestone buildings. The bluestone is thick and simple, with moss marks looming, and it looks like it has been baptized by time.

In the center of the square, there stands a statue of a giant with a solemn expression and sharp features. It looks a bit familiar...

Behind the statue is a majestic and solemn bluestone palace.

After two breaths, Zhao Sheng and others flew into the palace one after the other and came to a hall deep in the palace.

The hall is quite bright, and the main seat at the top is empty. There is an ancient painting hanging on the wall of the nave. The painting is a lake, with a young man standing by the lake. The man's appearance is exactly the same as the statue outside.

At this time, five people were sitting at the round table in the center of the hall.

The five people have different looks, and their auras are like ordinary people.

Zhao Sheng took one look and saw all the appearance of the five people.

Sitting next to the main seat was a plump, fat man with a smile on his face, as if he was the reincarnation of Maitreya Buddha.

To the right side of the fat man is a mysterious man wearing a silver mask.

Opposite the masked man was a slim-looking woman in Taoist robes with a cinnabar mole between her eyebrows.

The last two people were an old man with childish face and white hair and an unspectacular young man.

The fat man Maitreya Buddha, the man in the mask and the woman in Taoist robes are all in the middle stage of Jindan cultivation, while the other two are only in the early stage of Jindan.

At a glance, Zhao Sheng knew that none of the five people looked like their real faces. They were all disguised like him.

The five people saw a nine-foot-tall black-faced man being brought into the hall. Four of them had surprised expressions, but only the childlike old man with heavy hair suddenly stood up.

"Senior brother, you came so quickly. Could it be that the mission is completed?"

When the other four people heard this, their expressions suddenly became enlightened, and they couldn't help but look sideways at Zhao Sheng.

Needless to say, this old man with childish face and heavy hair was transformed into Zhao Jingyun.

Zhao Sheng nodded slightly, turned one hand over, and found a three-foot-long scorpion tail in his hand, as white as jade.

With this brilliant white jade scorpion tail, it is stronger than any evidence.

Zhao Jingyun laughed loudly when he saw this, and quickly waved to Zhao Sheng: "Senior brother, come here and sit down."

Zhao Sheng nodded and sat down on the stone chair next to Zhao Jingyun.

At this time, the middle-aged man also found a seat and sat down.

The hall quickly became quiet, and no one seemed to want to speak.

After waiting for about half an hour, there was a flash of light and shadow on the main seat, and there was an old Taoist priest with an ancient face and a thin figure in plain robes.

"master!"

"Ancestor!"

"Dragon Lord!"

As soon as the old Taoist priest appeared, the seven people immediately stood up and saluted, shouting different titles.

This old Taoist priest in plain robes is the current Dragon Lord of the Longyin Organization. This person is also the ancestor of the Yuanying generation of the Zhao family, and his real name is Zhao Youxuan.

Among the seven people present, the fat man Maitreya Buddha and the Taoist-robed woman are not from the Zhao clan, but are disciples of the old Taoist priest in plain robes.

Among the remaining five people, the middle-aged man is the direct descendant of the old Taoist priest, so he is called the ancestor.

Although Zhao Sheng and Zhao Jingyun are also members of the Zhao clan, according to the organization's rules, they can only be called Dragon Lords.

Zhao Youxuan, an old Taoist priest in plain robes, showed a smile on his face and waved for everyone to sit down.

After Zhao Sheng and the others sat down again, the old Taoist priest said: "I summoned you here temporarily for two reasons."

"The first thing is to announce that the organization has another leader. Well, Master Zhenyan, you should have heard about it a long time ago! If you need to refine the elixir in the future, just go to him."

Zhao Sheng stood up in response, clasped his fists and saluted everyone, and said with a smile: "Lord Dragon, you are ridiculous. The path to alchemy is profound and profound. On the path of alchemy, I am just a primary school student who has just started. But if you need it, just ask. .As long as you have the elixir recipe, it’s not difficult to get a third-level elixir!”

Hearing this arrogance, everyone present was happy and doubtful, but only Zhao Jingyun believed in his words.

He knew very well that his "senior brother" was a scholar of heaven. Not only was he good at alchemy, but he was also skilled in both Talisman and Artifacts. He was even equally good at alchemy in every discipline.

In just three years, Zhao Jingyun has been deeply impressed by Zhao Sheng.

At this moment, the old Taoist priest in plain robes suddenly smiled at Zhao Sheng and asked: "Zhenyan, I have something unclear, can you help me clear up my confusion?"

Zhao Sheng's heart moved when he heard this, knowing that the meat show was coming.

"Dragon Lord, do you have any doubts? Please tell me!"

The old Taoist priest smiled and asked: "Are you a member of the Qiong clan? I heard that you were active in Cangzhou in the early years?"

"Well, that's true." Zhao Sheng nodded calmly.

The old Taoist priest in plain robes was still smiling, but his conversation turned cold: "Then I'm confused. In the past two months, I communicated with the old guy from Cangzhou, and he didn't seem to know that you exist?"

Zhao Sheng threw it with one hand, and a black token flew out and fell to the table with a clang.

"Dragon Lord doesn't believe me, doesn't he still believe in this identity token?"

Although he didn't know why the old Taoist priest launched an attack for no reason, Zhao Sheng remained calm and fearless.

"This token is of course real. But as far as I know, there is no name Zhao Qiongtian in the Qiong generation. A real person of the Zhao family in the late Jindan period is also a backbone in the clan. Why does no one know about Zhao Qiongtian? Where is the sky?"

Zhao Sheng said calmly: "I have to ask Patriarch Jing. Everything is his arrangement."

As soon as these words came out, everyone was shocked, even the old Taoist priest was no exception.

For the Zhao clan, ancestor Zhao Xuanjing is undoubtedly the most noble.

In other words, the Zhao family has gone through ups and downs for more than two thousand years since Zhao Sheng established the family.

In the early days of the founding of the clan, Zhao Sheng once arranged for the family "Feng Xian Ming Renzong, Quan Zhen Du Tai He. Xuan Yu Dian with sincerity, Zhong Normal Jin Ke. Chong Xuan Tong Han Yun, Gao Hong Ding Da Luo, morality plays Tsinghua University, and immortality brings longevity." ." Forty characters.

Today, the existing characters are not enough for the clan members to use.

So a thousand years ago, Zhao Xuanjing added thirty more characters to the Zhao family, also known as: "Three mountains are getting more and more revitalized, the sea of ​​blessings is blessing the waves, the sky is full of wonders, the perseverance is the Hongdu, the sound of Sanskrit continues for eternity, the sun and the moon are heavy Open the sky.”

Zhao Sheng used Zhao Xuanjing as a shield and blocked everyone's mouths because no one dared to question the ancestor's decision.

"Very good, let's talk about the next thing." Zhao Youxuan, the old Taoist priest in plain robes, glanced at Zhao Sheng, and then announced the next thing calmly, as if the doubt just now did not exist.

"In seven years, the Star Gate will open again. To prevent the lessons from two hundred years ago from happening again, I need to select a replacement candidate in advance. There are three places in this continent. Which of you wants to participate?"

Zhao Sheng heard this and immediately said: "Count me in!"

But after he finished speaking, no one spoke again. Everyone looked troubled, as if they had some scruples.

When Zhao Sheng saw this scene, he felt like a mirror.

Every time the Star Gate opens, it means that there will be a brief fierce confrontation between the two worlds, during which there will inevitably be a bloody storm.

In every confrontation, even the True Monarch of Transformation God may take action, and the ancestors of Nascent Soul are no longer in the minority.

In such a high-end battlefield, even Jindan Zhenren can hardly protect himself. Sometimes he even becomes cannon fodder and dies accidentally.

You must know that the Youshen Realm is someone else's home field. It would be strange if Zhao Sheng and others wanted to secretly support the newcomers without paying a heavy price.