Ascension Through Generations

At this time, Zhao Sheng's eyes flickered slightly, and he was a little undecided whether to inform the other party about the cross-border teleportation array.

Patriarch Xueyao seemed to see his hesitation, so he said: "Little friend, think about it slowly, I have been waiting for a thousand years, and I am not in a hurry at all. When you think about it clearly, you can tell me. It will take decades or hundreds of years." , I can afford to wait."

Zhao Sheng was surprised that a True Lord of Divine Transformation had such a low attitude.

Seeing this situation, his thoughts changed quickly, and he asked tentatively: "Senior, if I can wait a few more decades, as long as I handle the matter, I will tell you the truth. I think I won't let you down!"

"Haha, with what I said, little friend, I can't afford to wait for just a few decades. In this case, we are committed!"

As a great master in the field of divination and fortune-telling, Patriarch Xiao Yao firmly believes in the theory of five fortunes, five virtues and five calamities. Therefore, unless it is absolutely necessary, he is generally unwilling to offend someone like Zhao Sheng who is obviously blessed with great fortune and karma.

"Okay, it's a deal!" Zhao Sheng nodded with certainty.

Half a month later, a pitch-black disc boat rushed from the depths of the void. After slowly squeezing into the boundary membrane, it quickly fell into the atmosphere like a meteor. Directly below was a vast and huge continent.

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During the daytime season, on the seventh day of March, there are two days in the sky and no clouds in the sky.

On this day, the towering Huangtian Peak was bustling with people. Thick crowds of pilgrims and believers lined up from the top of the mountain to the foot of the mountain. From a distance, the dense mass looked like a giant dragon climbing up Huangtian Peak.

As noon approached, the sun became hotter and the temperature soared. Accompanied by bursts of loud and solemn chanting, a large amount of incense smoke filled the mountain temple, and the billowing heat wave continued to rise into the sky with yellow smoke clouds, taking away the The prayers and good wishes of countless believers.

It's the day of worship that happens every seven days. Huangtian's followers at Qianshanmen have been busy since early morning, trying their best to welcome the devout believers who come from all directions.

In recent decades, even though the Huangtian Sect has developed into one of the largest forces in the human race, and there are many monks and masters in the sect, it has still not been able to change many of the "bad habits" established in the early years.

One of them is the great worship day held once every seven days. Every time after the gates of the mountain were opened, the lower class members were miserable and exhausted.

Of course, the complaints and dissatisfaction of the lower-level believers did not reach the ears of the upper-level people at all.

Since ancient times, the joys and sorrows between people have not been the same at all.

As the leader of the Huangtian Sect, Dao Zhan has always been aloof, like an immortal Buddha standing in the clouds, overlooking the vast number of living beings, but he does not care at all about the happiness, anger, sorrow, and joy of all living beings.

At this moment, in the Huangtian Temple in the back mountain, the leader of Huangtian, wearing a gorgeous robe, was sitting on the altar, looking indifferently at the people kneeling and bowing their heads below.

Waves of extremely flattering compliments continued to reach Dao Zhan's ears, but they made him feel more and more irritated and bored.

"Hmph!" Dao Zhan became more and more impatient as he listened, and couldn't help snorting coldly.

Suddenly, there was silence in the hall!

Dao Zhan looked at the trembling officiating elders below, and while feeling irritated, he couldn't help but feel proud.

He has been in power for nearly two hundred years, and the entire church has been shaped by him like an iron barrel. Any dissident forces will be swept out early, and all those who are dissatisfied and dissatisfied will be killed.

However, there is only one big worry, which still makes Dao Zhan feel like his bones are stuck in his throat, like thorns piercing his back, and he feels like he is sitting on pins and needles!

In the past few days, he once again failed to refine the mountain and wild rhinoceros.

Feeling the unusually powerful spiritual imprint in Huang Xi's body, Dao Zhan felt extremely irritated and couldn't help but want to get angry.

"Get out!" Dao Zhan suppressed his anger and yelled at the people below in disgust.

"Here!" The golden elixir chief priests, as if they had been granted amnesty, bowed respectfully and then turned into streams of light and flew out of the hall.

snort!

Seeing this scene, Dao Zhan's eyes were cold and stern, and he couldn't help but snorted again.

The next moment, a large dazzling flame suddenly erupted on the altar. The flames flashed away, and when I looked again, there was no figure of the sword fight in the hall.

The Black King's Cave is dark and deep, and the rich spiritual energy is faintly condensed into clouds, lingering around the central nine-story high platform. At this time, a scaly beast as big as a mountain is lying quietly on the high platform, as if it is in a deep sleep.

At this moment, a ball of fire rushed in from the entrance of the cave, flashed through the void thousands of feet, and landed on the high platform, the fire light soaring into the sky.

Suddenly, the fire light dispersed.

Fighting with swords and riding on the waves of fire, he walked up to the Huangshan Huangxi in front of him and looked up at this huge beast.

After watching it for a while, he suddenly made a hand seal with his hands, and the mysterious light flickered between his fingers, intending to try to refine the beast again.

At this moment, Dao Zhan's body suddenly stiffened, and the mysterious light between his fingers dissipated.

Da da da!

At this time, a clear sound of footsteps suddenly came from below the high platform, and someone was climbing up the stairs.

Dao Zhan's expression was stiff, and he slowly turned around, just in time to see the nightmare buried deep in his heart walking up to the high platform step by step.

Zhao Sheng walked slowly about ten feet away and looked at this person with a half-smile on his face, but he never spoke.

pressure!

An unimaginable pressure surged into Dao Zhan's heart.

Although he has imagined countless reunions over the years, he has also imagined countless ways to get rid of the nightmare in his heart.

But when the man actually walked up to him, Dao Zhan was only filled with fear, and all his previous ambitions and struggles were completely forgotten.

Those who resist will die!

If you take action, you will die!

If you don’t obey, you will die!

Looking into those pair of extremely deep eyes, Dao Zhan suddenly showed an ugly smile, raised his hands high above his head, bent his body deeply, and sang: "Subordinate Dao Zhan, see the Lord!"

However, what awaited him was a long period of dead silence.

Dao Zhan became more and more frightened, because the man's aura suddenly exploded infinitely, becoming extremely majestic in an instant, like a vast ocean.

Zhao Sheng deliberately ignored him for a while, until he saw the cold sweat on his forehead, he said calmly: "No courtesy!"

The sword fight was like listening to fairy music. He quickly stood up straight, his hands hanging on both sides, and his head bowed to show respect.

At the same time, he breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that he had escaped a major disaster.

Zhao Sheng saw that this man was very knowledgeable about current affairs, so he put his original thoughts aside for the time being.

He has been away from the Huangtian Sect for nearly two hundred years. The sword fight will inevitably give rise to the ambition to usurp the religion and seize the throne. This is human nature and not surprising at all.

But what made Zhao Shengsheng take a look at this person was that Dao Zhan was obviously very ambitious, and he was successfully promoted to Nascent Soul, and his strength increased countless times than before.

This person didn't resist at all when he saw him coming back, which surprised him.

"Come out!"

As soon as these words came out, a ball of black energy suddenly appeared out of thin air in front of their eyes.

The next second, the black energy continued to surge. Ancestor Yan Mo walked out of the depths of the black energy with a smile on his face, walked to Zhao Sheng's side, bowed to him, and said, "Blessings, Your Majesty."

The astonishing coercion exuded by the ancestor of Yama Mo made the sword fight tremble with fear.

With just one glance, he already recognized the person's identity.

Ancestor Yan Mo is a great monk in the late Nascent Soul stage of the Corpse Mushroom clan. He was once a powerful figure in the Nine Demon Continent, and his reputation has not faded to this day.

How can I not recognize the sword fight?

However, the Lord can make the great monk Yama Mo be so respectful. One can imagine how unfathomable the Lord's strength is!

At this moment, Dao Zhan was extremely grateful for his "choice" just now.

In the next few days, the Lei Peng ancestors of the Lei Peng clan and the Xing Kong ancestors of the Guan Shu clan came to the Black King Cave one after another to pay homage to the Lord.

Witnessing all this with my own eyes, I was so horrified by the sword fight that I couldn't help but feel scared. I immediately suppressed all my ambitions and unwillingness to the deepest part of my heart, not daring to harbor any objections.

At this time, he truly realized why the development of the Huangtian Sect in the past hundred years had always been smooth sailing, and why the two alien races had repeatedly taken the initiative to give in. It turned out that it was not because of his cleverness, but because of the Lord's gift.

After thinking about it, Dao Zhan worked harder and harder, not daring to neglect the Lord's instructions.

After returning to Huangtian Sect, Zhao Sheng designated a forbidden area in the back mountain and settled Zhao Zhenhai and other Zhao clan members here.

They have to adapt here for a period of time, and only after they have learned the local language and become familiar with the humanities, geography, customs and customs of the Nine Demons Continent will they officially start the mission.

Three days flew by.

On this day, the Black King Cave was shrouded in layers of colorful barriers, blocking outside prying eyes.

On the high platform in the cave, the rhinoceros in Mount Han continued to sleep. Zhao Sheng sat cross-legged at the top, and on his left and right sat the four great Nascent Souls: Yan Mo, Lei Peng, Xing Kong, and the Nine Ancestor Zhao Zhenhai.

After a cup of tea, Zhao Sheng stopped talking and glanced at the two of them.

Ancestor Yan Mo already knew the inside story, and of course he was not as horrified as Ancestor Xing Kong.

"Lord, are you really saying that you can pull the Blood God down from the sky? This must be very difficult to do!" The little ancestor with pointed, rat-headed eyes rolled around and couldn't help but swallow. He asked hesitantly with the next spit.

Even after hearing it with his own ears, Ancestor Xingkong found it extremely difficult to believe how anyone in this world could still dream of destroying the Blood God.

The Blood God is high above, like the eternal law of heaven, lasting forever. How could a mortal defy the heavens!

"Yes. Please think twice, my lord!" Ancestor Lei Peng quickly echoed.

"Hmph, are you going to teach me how to do things?" Upon hearing this, Zhao Sheng's expression suddenly changed and he looked at the two of them.

"Don't dare, don't dare! I definitely don't dare." Ancestor Xiankong was startled. He felt that the inner demon curse deep in his soul seemed to be about to move, and he immediately waved his hands and shouted with panic on his face.

Ancestor Lei Peng's face changed slightly, but he was speechless.

Seeing that the two of them had surrendered, Zhao Sheng's face relaxed slightly and he said coldly: "I don't care what you think in your heart, but you must not only do what I have ordered you to do well, but you must also make no mistakes. If If anyone messes up something big, don't blame me for causing your soul to fly away and never be reincarnated!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the three alien Nascent Souls, Yan Mo, Lei Peng, and Zhan Kong, all felt a chill in their hearts and no longer dared to show any signs of neglect.

No matter how absurd the Lord's order is, the three of them, Yama, have no choice but to obey orders.

One day later, Yan Mo and the other three quietly left the Black King's Cave with a large number of bacterial nests and poison bags.

Sometimes, the air flow brought up by a butterfly's wings may set off a devastating storm thousands of miles away.

On this day, the butterfly flapped its wings slightly. I just don’t know whether that devastating storm will actually happen in the future, and what form it will take when it does.

The way of heaven is vague and everything in the world is impermanent!

Even Zhao Sheng, who cultivated the "butterfly" with his own hands, almost didn't realize that this "storm" would be brewing for so long.

Time is like water, gone forever, and it is already two months later.

As a piece of talisman edict spread across all territories of the human race, tribes and families of all sizes have received the news that the founding ancestor of the Huangtian Sect returned to the mountain two months ago and passed down the decree to invite heroes of the human race to participate in the Huangtian Dharma Assembly.

As the Dharma Conference is getting closer, one by one the human monks are heading towards Huangtian Peak from the north of Tiannanhai. Those who are close have already arrived, and those who are far away are not more than half a month away.

Since the Nascent Soul Ceremony more than 20 years ago, Huang Tianfeng has not been so lively recently.

Every day, the mountain gate welcomes hundreds of human monks.

Since the ancestor had issued the decree in advance, Huang Tianjiao did not dare to be negligent, and went all out to welcome the distinguished guests and arrange for them to stay in time. Work efficiency is more than a hundred times higher than before.

After all, it was the first decree issued by the Supreme Emperor after his return, and no one dared to get into trouble with this matter.

After learning that Tianqiong Sanren had returned, Mo Biejie, the only mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator in the Nine Demon Continent's human race, was extremely excited and immediately rushed to Huang Tianfeng without stopping.

Coincidentally, after the other three human Nascent Souls learned the news, they also set out to come together.

The Huangtian Sect not only has the two Nascent Souls of Tianqiong San and Dao Zhan, but also has the Nascent Soul Corpse Beast of Hanshan Huangxi, which is already the first among the human race in the Nine Demons Continent in terms of strength.

No wonder Mo Biejie and the other human Nascent Souls were so solemn.

However, when Mo Biejie rushed to Huang Tianfeng excitedly, he only saw a sword fight and not the real owner.

In the next two days, the five great Nascent Souls of the human race gathered at Huang Tianfeng, but the true master still did not show up.

For this, Dao Zhan apologized repeatedly.

Even if this is the case, there are also some Nascent Soul Ancestors who are unyielding and say angrily that someone is too arrogant and disdains to socialize with his colleagues.

Faced with the dissatisfaction of his comrades, Dao Zhan had no choice but to swallow his anger and at the same time offer immortal fruits like a stream of water. He must not destroy the great situation of the unity of the human race.

Is it true that Zhao Sheng is too arrogant? No!

Just because of an unexpected visitor, he was temporarily unable to escape.

Zhao Sheng was not prepared at all for the sudden arrival of Patriarch Qingkong.

At this moment, high in the sky and deep in the clouds, a wooden pavilion with four pillars and eight corners hangs in the clouds. It is surrounded by a layer of light and clear light, blocking out the hunting wind.

"Fellow Daoist Tianqiong, please sit down!"

In the stone pavilion, Patriarch Qingkong extended his hand to Zhao Sheng with a smile on his face and made a gesture of invitation.

Zhao Sheng walked to the opposite side in two steps, sat cross-legged on the futon, looked calmly at the ancestor Qingkong with green hair, green robes, and emerald eyes, and asked bluntly: "I wonder why senior Qingkong invited you here?"

Ancestor Qingkong is the oldest member of the Shumei clan, and his cultivation level has reached the ninth level of Nascent Soul, making him one of the top monks in the Nine Demon Continent.

What is particularly special is that Qingkong Patriarch has been serving Huang Zu all year round and rarely moves around outside.

Today, he suddenly appeared, and Zhao Sheng couldn't figure out the purpose of this top monk for a while.

Qingkong smiled brightly and said: "Fellow Daoist Tianqiong, did you know that I met Patriarch Xieyao once when I came here?"

"Oh, really?" Upon hearing this, Zhao Sheng's eyes flashed and he thought about many things in an instant.