Ascension Through Generations

The sudden self-destruction of the two Nascent Soul Ancestors immediately caused a commotion in the palace.

But the commotion quickly subsided, and all the Nascent Soul Ancestors had solemn faces, not daring to question Huang Zu's actions.

Some powerful grand masters, such as Fang Fangqi, Patriarch Lei Peng and others, vaguely saw some clues, and instantly realized that the two unlucky guys had unknowingly become the Blood God's puppets.

Whether in the Nether God Realm or the Night Realm, the existence of "Blood God" puppets is an absolute taboo.

Although everyone knows it, almost no one dares to mention it at all, especially the aloof Blood God Son, who is the nightmare of countless Nascent Soul monks.

Zhao Sheng's pupils shrank slightly, and he felt a little happy.

Judging from the actions just now, the mountain spirit clan represented by Huang Zu should be full of hostility to the "Blood God", so they crushed the two little bugs to death without hesitation.

Zhao Sheng sat on the throne and watched the changes.

At this time, a huge roar suddenly came from the mountain and continued to reverberate in the Wanfa Palace. At the same time, all the ancestors of Nascent Soul were shaken and their souls resonated.

Chi~!

Amidst the roar, Zhao Sheng was shocked to feel a spiritual wave as majestic as the sea and boundless, descending on the world in an instant.

Zhao Sheng was in a trance, and his consciousness was accompanied by the screams, as if he had merged into the vast spirit like the vast ocean.

In a daze, an unimaginable picture unfolded in Zhao Sheng's mind.

He seemed to see mountain peaks rising, rivers changing their courses, rain, snow, wind and frost coming endlessly. He also seemed to see a seed breaking out of the ground, then growing buds, stretching stems and branches, and the strong root system constantly drawing strength from the earth and doing its best. Growth, growth... until it grows into a towering tree.

The sun and the moon fly like a shuttle, and time flies like an arrow.

The long years seemed to be compressed into a few moments. After the tree withered and flourished countless times, it finally withered, decayed, and fertilized the land. One day, a seed broke out of the ground again.

Shock, shock!

The vast earth is shaking all the time. The strata are constantly cracking, uplifting, settling, and dislocating. Canyons, mountains, hills, and plains are formed by the shaking, and are destroyed by the shaking.

Countless grand and micro pictures emerged in Zhao Sheng's heart lake. At the same time, he felt inexplicably that the world seemed to be wailing, angry, fearful, fighting, and asking for help!

I don’t know how long has passed!

The vast spirit receded like a tide, Zhao Sheng suddenly fell from a very high spiritual level, and his consciousness returned to his mind.

He was very shocked and opened his eyes suddenly, just in time to see the ecstatic smile on the face of the Nascent Soul Ancestor on the surrounding altar.

At this time, Zhao Sheng suddenly discovered that the intensity of his spiritual thoughts had increased by at least 10% compared to before.

At the same time, his understanding of earth elements, wood elements, life, death, shock, etc. has also been greatly improved.

Huang Zu's acting method is truly mysterious and unpredictable. It is very much like transmitting Dharma through Yuan Shen, and it is also a bit like Buddhist "empowerment" of supernatural powers.

At some point, Huang Lingfeng disappeared from the Wanfa Palace, and the clouds enveloped the spiritual realm again, covering the sky below.

"Haha, the shackles that have troubled me have finally been loosened! Within three years, I will definitely be able to break through to the fourth level of Nascent Soul!"

"Huang Zu has a long life! The old man's wounds were healed instantly, haha!"

"I understand, I understand!"

"Without Huang Zu's performance, how could I have imagined that the cycle of life and death is so simple and easy to understand?"

"Huang Zu is selfless, I deeply admire him."

The Nascent Soul Ancestors who had come back to their senses vented their joy one after another, and the atmosphere in Wanfa Hall became more and more lively and joyful.

Clearly, there was something for everyone!

Looking at the scenes around him, Zhao Sheng gathered his thoughts, counted on his fingers, and was slightly shocked.

At this time, he realized that a whole day had passed unknowingly.

After a while, a group of Nascent Soul Ancestors hurriedly left the Wanfa Palace and each found an unused palace nearby. They all retreated in unison and began to digest and understand the performance.

Zhao Sheng is no exception.

Half a month passed by in a flash.

As one Nascent Soul Ancestor came out of seclusion one after another, the palace complex on Baili Lingyun quickly turned into a place for socializing.

Waves of fairy music came from the depths of the palace, and many beautiful enchanting girls came in and out of the palace. At the same time, they presented all kinds of spiritual wines and delicacies, carefully serving each Nascent Soul Ancestor.

The end of Huang Zu's performance does not mean the end of the event, but it is a sign that the event has entered its climax.

At this time, it is the best moment for the ancestors of Nascent Soul to be bursting with inspiration and eager to exchange Taoist teachings with their colleagues and verify what each other has learned.

Therefore, no Nascent Soul Ancestor would be willing to let go of this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

As Zhao Sheng was the newly promoted "Grand Master", naturally many of his colleagues came to visit him. The purpose was not only to exchange Taoist teachings, but also to establish friendship, and at the end of the day, they could become familiar with each other.

Zhao Sheng welcomed every comrade who came to visit him and talked and laughed happily.

In the process of each communication, he was also secretly selecting suitable candidates.

One day, in the Truffle Hall, several Yuan Ying ancestors were sitting cross-legged, and the atmosphere was harmonious.

Zhao Sheng was among them, and sitting opposite was the elegant and easy-going Yan Mo Ancestor.

In addition to the two of them, there was also a lean old man with a pointed head and rat eyes. The old man had a very wretched temperament, and his big eyes were moving around, full of evil light.

"Fellow Daoist Xiankong, what do you think?" Zhao Sheng looked at the old man with rat eyes and asked calmly.

"The little old man also knows a little about the Seven Stars Spiritual Realm that Senior Tianqiong mentioned, but he didn't expect that this spiritual realm would actually go deep into the Black Abyss Realm. The Black Abyss Realm is too dangerous. Even though the little old man has been in the Shenxu for many years, he doesn't dare to take it easy. Go deep.”

Having said this, the old ancestor of the Kong Kong Dynasty turned his eyes and said with a sly smile: "How about I let the little old man think about it for a few more days. After careful consideration, how about I reply to the senior?"

After hearing this, Zhao Sheng remained calm and said with a smile on his face: "That's good! After all, a melon that is forced is not sweet."

After a while, the rat-eyed old man left in a hurry.

When there were only two people left in the hall, a stern look suddenly appeared on the face of the ancestor of Yan Mo, and he shouted fiercely: "Huh, you don't know how to praise me! Zhan Kong is too slippery and is not a good candidate. Brother Tianqiong, why don't you find someone? , I think fellow Taoist Bingluan is good."

Zhao Sheng's eyes flickered and he shook his head and said: "As an ancestor of the Guan Shu clan, Jiang Kong has very unique magical powers. He can be said to be the most proficient Yuan Ying ancestor in the world. In addition, this person is in Shenxu. He has been exploring for hundreds of years and is very familiar with the environment. Having him join us will save a lot of effort."

After the ancestor of Yan Mo pondered for a while, he said decisively: "That guy who is trapped in the sky is the most greedy. He is trying to shirk it like this because he probably wants to get more benefits."

Zhao Sheng smiled and said: "It's better this way! As long as it's not too much, I'll agree to it. As long as you and I are here, this person can't make a fool of himself."

"It makes sense, then choose him!" Ancestor Yan Mo thought the same, and immediately changed his mind.

Seeing this, Zhao Sheng said again: "In addition to the previous Nine Lives Taoist Fellow, we are still short of a formation master. Does Fellow Taoist Yan Mo have someone you like?"

Ancestor Yan Mo's eyes flashed strangely when he heard this, and he said without thinking: "Fellow Oufeng of the Daoist Sect is obsessed with formations. If he hears about the cross-border teleportation formation, he will definitely join in without hesitation."

"Ou Feng? But that formation idiot who is known as 'one thought, one hundred formations'?" Zhao Sheng raised his eyebrows and asked immediately.

"Who else could it be but him!" It's up to me to invite him to join. "Ancestor Yan Mo said with confidence.

Zhao Sheng nodded, acquiescing to the other party's opinion.

After a while, Ancestor Yan Mo left the palace, and Zhao Sheng was alone, gradually falling into deep thought.

Two days later, Ancestor Xingkong came to the door. As expected, this person really opened his mouth and said that after finding the spiritual realm, he needed to select two treasures first.

Regarding his request, Zhao Sheng pretended to argue with him for a long time before reluctantly agreeing.

One day later, the four Nascent Soul Ancestors Zhao Sheng, Yan Mo, Xing Kong and Jiu Ming gathered together. After getting to know each other, Shang finally met at the outskirts of Shenxu fifteen years later.

It is worth mentioning that the Nine Lives Ancestor is not a living person, but a Nascent Soul ghost cultivator.

This Nascent Soul ghost cultivator is very different from other ghost kings of the same level. It can be said that he is a maverick.

The Nine-Life Ghost King is not only very obsessed with ancient texts and different ideas, but also usually considers himself a Confucian. In addition, he extremely rejects all evil spirits and heretics.

The reason why Zhao Sheng chose him is because Jiu Ming really has "nine lives" and is very suitable to be a pioneer.

…

Three days later, above the sea of ​​clouds, there was a strong wind.

Boom!

Golden light shot into the sky, and a golden giant palm hundreds of feet in size appeared out of thin air and struck hard at Zhao Sheng who was not far away.

Before the giant palm arrived, heavy pressure hit his face under the biting wind, causing the void near "Zhao Sheng" to shake and the air to solidify like iron.

"Zhao Sheng"'s body was being shrouded in a giant palm of golden light. After receiving an invisible impact, the skin on his body suddenly cracked open, and countless black lights shot out from it, turning into clouds of black mist. Seeing that his entire body was about to be attacked by the giant golden palm, The palm shattered with force.

At this moment, a clear voice came closer and closer:

"Ghost finger"

As soon as he finished speaking, a jet-black phantom suddenly flew out of the black mist. It was just a blur and turned into a black shadow of a huge finger about a foot long. After a flash, it easily touched the golden giant palm. In the palm of your hand.

An amazing scene appeared.

The moment the giant golden palm was touched by the dark fingers, it immediately trembled violently. Countless cracks appeared out of thin air in an instant, and then shattered into pieces in the wind.

The next second, the thick black fingers twisted and suddenly rushed into the void.

There was a "boom".

I saw another Zhao Sheng suddenly appeared in that void, exactly the same as the previous one, only his eyes were a little different.

Looking at the poked ghost finger, Zhao Sheng smiled slightly and disappeared from the place instantly, causing the giant finger to miss the blow.

Another "Zhao Sheng" more than a hundred feet away suddenly felt that the surrounding void was extremely hot.

With a bang, the surging golden sea of ​​fire instantly covered the surrounding area of ​​100 feet. "Zhao Sheng" was completely submerged in the sea of ​​fire, and at the same time, a blazing white undercurrent stabbed his body silently.

The next second, "Zhao Sheng" exploded into countless black lights.

At this moment, a ghost figure shot out from the sea of ​​​​fire below. It was just a blur, escaped into the void thousands of feet away, and re-condensed into a young man wearing a Confucian robe, with red lips and white teeth.

"Awesome, awesome! If I don't use the technique of splitting light and transforming into shadows, I'm afraid I will also fall under Brother Tianqiong's sea of ​​fire."

The young master is the Nine-Life Ghost King.

He looked at the golden real fire burning on his wrist, and couldn't help but reveal a surprised smile on his face. .

What is surprising is that this ray of golden true fire is like a living creature, squirming as hard as possible, seeming to avoid the erosion of Yin force.

But the next moment, with a flash of black energy between Jiu Ming's brows, the golden true fire flickered violently for a moment before being swallowed up by the misty black light.

"Jiu Ming Taoist friend is joking. I know very well how this small True Fire Taoist method can hurt your ghost." Zhao Sheng said calmly: "Let this competition end here! If you don't use it, With all our strength, you and I can’t tell the winner at all.”

"Haha! Although I have retained some strength, I think I am far less concealed than Brother Tianqiong. No wonder fellow Taoist Yan Mo is also very afraid of you."

When Zhao Sheng heard this, his expression remained unchanged. This obvious attempt to sow discord was so clumsy that he could not take it to heart.

When the Nine-Life Ghost King saw this, he didn't take it seriously. Tian didn't have much expectations at first, he just stabbed casually.

He believes that his hard power is not as good as that of the two late-stage great masters, so he must always be wary of the two joining forces.

Fortunately, it seems that Yama and Tianqiong are not closely related at present.

As soon as he thought about it, the Nine-Life Ghost King opened his mouth and spit out a mini triangular flag that was about an inch high. Just by moving the flag in front of him, it instantly turned into a huge one that was as big as ten feet.

He waved his hand, and the ghost flag flashed with glow, and jade-white bone beads the size of dragon's eyes fell out.

The Nine-Life Ghost King didn't even look at it. He waved his Confucian sleeve and six golden cores of the Ghost King's heart shot out and flew to the opposite side.

"Fellow Taoist, you are so happy!" Zhao Sheng praised softly, raised his long sleeves, and in a blink of an eye, he put all his heart cores into the bottom of his sleeves.

At the same time, Zhao Sheng flicked his fingers, and the cold ten thousand-year ice soul flew out, but was also collected by the Nine-Life Ghost King.

"Brother Tianqiong, I have something to do, so it is not appropriate to stay here for a long time. Farewell here, I will see you in Shenxu in fifteen years!"

After saying that, the Nine-Life Ghost King Chong Zhao Sheng smiled slightly, then turned into a wisp of black light and fled into the air.

After Zhao Sheng watched the other party go away, he flashed and disappeared from the void.

Half a month later, the Huangshan Desolate Rhinoceros looked up to the sky and roared. With its hooves stepping on the billowing black flames, it jumped up from the sky above Huangling Peak and quickly rushed towards the Zhuzhao Mountain Range.

…

More than twenty days later, a ball of black flames came rushing from the sky, flew to the Black King Peak, and then plummeted down.

A huge beast landed on the temple square on the top of the mountain, and each Huangtian believer quickly jumped off the rhinoceros' back.

Then, the Huangshan Desolate Rhinoceros rose into the air and fell towards the back mountain.

Spring passes and autumn comes, time flies.

Two years later, deep in the Black King's Cave, Zhao Sheng closed his eyes and meditated, when the communication board around his waist suddenly flashed violently.

Zhao Sheng opened his eyes and penetrated them with his spiritual sense. A familiar voice immediately came from inside: "Yao Lao, help me..."

"Huh? Something happened to the little eldest son!" Zhao Sheng frowned and his body instantly turned into nothingness.