Ascension Through Generations

"Wow, where can the monster escape! Look at my unparalleled slaying. Kill me! I'll slay you!"

"Master. Master! Slow down, be careful of falling."

When Zhao Sheng walked into the garden with a serious look, the scene in front of him was a mess. The flowers and plants in the garden were damaged and fell into pieces.

His eldest son, Chen Mingren, was holding a big sword in both hands, slashing horizontally and vertically in the flower garden with excitement on his face. The vegetation and branches in his path were all broken and fell to the ground, as if he had been ravaged by a hurricane over and over again. .

And at the edge of the flower bed, a beautiful little girl with long hair was squatting on the ground, holding half of a rainbow flower in her arms, and was sobbing.

Needless to say, the little girl is Zhao Sheng's eldest daughter Chen Mingzhi, who just turned eight this year.

At this time, near the flower garden, four men and women in Tsing Yi looked panicked and anxious, but they did not dare to get involved in the affairs of the young master and the young lady.

Seeing this scene, Zhao Sheng frowned slightly and appeared behind his son in a flash. He reached out to grab his son's collar and lifted him up.

Chen Mingren is his eldest son. He is five years old since he was born. He is at the age when energy is boundless and people dislike dogs.

As soon as his feet left the ground, the child screamed in fright. He swung the big sword backwards, but was flicked away by his father's finger.

Zhao Shengti slipped his son and walked to his eldest daughter Chen Mingzhi in a few steps. He put his son on the ground and scolded him in a stern tone: "Apologise to your sister quickly!"

"master!"

"Master, congratulations!"

"Master, congratulations!"

Zhao Sheng's sudden appearance immediately made the four servants turn pale with fright, and they quickly bowed and saluted. Especially the two people serving the young master were trembling like chickens with fear.

At this time, Chen Mingren realized that his father was here, but when he heard that he wanted to apologize to Chen Mingzhi, the child immediately snorted unconvinced, curled his mouth, tilted his head to the right, and refused to speak.

Yell!

Zhao Sheng almost laughed out loud when he saw it, thinking: "It turns out he is still a stubborn person!"

Want to be the Dragon King with a crooked mouth? Have you asked your father?

Zhao Sheng did not tolerate his child, so he casually popped out a ray of spiritual power and sent it into his son's body.

In an instant, Chen Mingren felt his whole body stiffen. He was like a piece of wood and couldn't move. Only one of his eyes moved randomly, and soon tears welled up in his eyes.

At this time, Chen Mingzhi saw that her younger brother was being punished by her father. She quickly stood up, grabbed her father's sleeves with her little hands, and softly begged for mercy: "Dad, please spare my brother this time! Zhi'er doesn't feel bad anymore."

When Zhao Sheng heard this, his serious face suddenly turned into one full of affection.

He raised his hand and touched his daughter's little head, and said warmly: "Good girl, Zhi'er! Tomorrow, daddy will give you a better rainbow flower."

At this point, Zhao Sheng's tone turned cold: "As for Ren'er, this kid is extremely naughty. Not only did he ruin your birthday gift, but he also refused to repent! Today, I, the father, must cure this rebellious kid's bad temper. ."

After saying that, he glanced at the servants and said sternly: "You guys, keep an eye on me here! No one can undo the restraints on this traitor. Today, I will punish him to stand in the garden for a whole day, watching. How dare he act so wantonly in the future!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a very urgent female voice suddenly came from the garden door: "Ren'er, my mother is here! What's wrong with you?"

Before he finished speaking, a beautiful figure flew from the door to the front, and then hugged Chen Mingren in his arms, with a beautiful face full of anxiety.

The visitor was none other than Chen Ling, one of the four concubines and the biological mother of the eldest son.

"Master, what big mistake did Ren'er make to let you torture him like this? He is only five years old! You are so cruel!" Chen Ling'er hugged her son tightly and asked nervously.

Zhao Sheng frowned even more when he saw this situation.

At this moment, Chen Ying, Chen Qi and other ladies also filed in from the door, and soon came to Zhao Sheng and the others.

Chen Ying glanced at the messy garden, then looked at her daughter who was holding a rainbow flower with tears on her face. She immediately pulled her daughter behind her without saying a word and looked at her husband calmly.

Chen Qi has always been a good-natured person. When he saw that the atmosphere was not good, he quickly smoothed things over with a smile: "Husband, Ren'er is still young, even if he makes a mistake, it is an unintentional mistake. Why do you need to be angry! A small punishment is enough. Why not punish him? How about copying the Thousand Character Essay three times?"

"Master, Sister Qi is right! Just use your magical power and forgive Ren'er this time!" At this time, Chen Shuang came out with her big belly in her hands and begged softly.

Seeing that even Chen Shuang, who was pregnant with Liujia, came out to plead for mercy, Zhao Sheng could no longer continue his attack, so he could only snort and wave his hands to disperse the spiritual power in his son.

At the same time, he shouted solemnly: "Evil son, your two ladies are interceding for you today. I will spare you this time, but you can't be spared for minor offenses. Reason will not forgive you! Why don't you apologize to your sister quickly? I'll do it again after you go back." Copy the Thousand-Character Essay ten times and I will check it myself."

Chen Mingren was really frightened by his father this time. He suddenly burst into tears and buried his face in his mother's arms, never daring to look up.

At this time, Chen Ying felt her daughter secretly tugging at the hem of her skirt. She looked down and saw a pleading look on her daughter's face.

Chen Ying couldn't help but sigh secretly, and said slowly: "Master, you scared the child! You just destroyed a rainbow flower. Why should I get angry with a child who doesn't understand anything?"

Chen Ling saw this and immediately continued: "Sister is right, I will open a large garden for Zhi'er in the future. The garden is filled with exotic flowers and plants in the world, which can be regarded as Ren'er's apology to her sister."

Zhao Sheng had a look of helplessness on his face when he heard this.

Now that the words have come down to this, he, as a father, can't continue to reprimand him. In the end, he can only give him a light punishment and a small punishment but a small punishment.

A small storm seemed to have passed away like this, but the various subtle signs behind the incident made Zhao Sheng feel quite helpless.

After all, even gods with great powers can’t handle household chores!

But soon, Zhao Sheng put all the housework behind him and shifted all his energy to practice.

After that, before dawn every day, he moved to the vicinity of the boundary membrane without hesitation, constantly chasing the sun, and refining a large amount of Hengyang purple energy into the purple sky thunder power.

The process of the second qualitative change of spiritual power is getting faster and faster, and Yunxiao's thunder power is quickly replaced by Zixiao's thunder power.

During the day, Zhao Sheng flew up to the thunder tower on the top of the tree, absorbing the energy of thunder and practicing while using the thunder and lightning in the sky to refine his body. It can be said that his body is getting stronger day by day.

And at night, in addition to working hard seven in and seven out, Zhao Sheng also allocated a lot of energy to do other things, such as looking after insect eggs, refining talismans and elixirs, practicing various martial arts, etc.

Every ten days and a half, Zhao Sheng also secretly makes a trip to Return City, and regularly takes time to trade with a group of "traders".

Without anyone knowing, his net worth has already exceeded one million, and there are hundreds of rare treasures in the Xumi space.

As for those treasures that contain the power of time and space, he will not let go of any of them he encounters.

In just eight years, a lot of such treasures have been secretly accumulated.

Because he deliberately suppressed his cultivation speed, Zhao Sheng's cultivation level at this time only reached the sixth level of foundation building.

But in the eyes of outsiders, he is simply a once-in-a-thousand-year cultivation wizard.

At just his early twenties, he was one step away from breaking through to the late stage of foundation building.

This record can be said to shock the past and the present, shocking all those familiar with it!

In the eyes of Ancestor Baimei, Ancestor Feihong, Chen Dacheng and others, the legendary reincarnation of the banished immortal is probably nothing more than this.

For this reason, Patriarch Feihong specially summoned Zhao Sheng, repeatedly warned him to hide his clumsiness, and gave him a very clever secret method of concentrating his mind and concealing his breath.

Zhao Sheng "followed the good deeds" and quickly adjusted his whole body's aura to around the second level of foundation building. He even kept living in a simple way, living a "free" life of doting on his wife and children.

Because he was too low-key, even the Chen family almost forgot about this former number one in the competition, and talked more about outsiders.

Chen Daqian and others couldn't help but marvel at Zhao Sheng's "dead house for ten thousand years" performance, which was very surprising.

This boy is obviously a genius, but he is willing to remain unknown. He does not act like a young and energetic young man, but rather like a worldly master who lives in seclusion.

Is this kid really willing to live an ordinary life?

In order to avoid sapping "Chen Guangxi's" fighting spirit, the head of the family, Chen Daqian and Chen Dacheng, after discussion, began to assign family affairs to Zhao Sheng one after another.

It's nothing more than inspecting important places such as cities and spiritual vein mines in the territory, as well as killing evil beasts and Lixiu who commit evil and murder, and other trivial matters.

Zhao Sheng naturally did not take these trivial matters seriously and completed the task quickly every time. He only made some "small oversights" occasionally in order to satisfy the "desire to teach" of Chen Daqian and others.

The unremarkable days passed day by day, and before I knew it, it was another year.

At the end of the year in the cold winter, Zhao Sheng "unsurprisingly" broke through to the late stage of foundation building. The entire breakthrough process was smooth and smooth without any twists and turns.

In the same year, his second son Chen Mingyi also celebrated his first birthday.

Compared with the eldest daughter Chen Mingzhi, Chen Mingyi (yi) is a bit inferior in qualifications. She only has the three spiritual roots of Lei, Mu, and Tu.

However, this son's qualifications are almost the same as those of his eldest son. Chen Mingren also has the qualifications of the Three Spiritual Roots of Leijinmu.

Zhao Sheng sometimes finds it strange that all three of his children have Leilinggen qualifications.

In terms of probability, the chance of this happening is far less than one in a million, so it shouldn't be some kind of coincidence. There must be some unknown secret hidden behind it.

Bang bang!

The stone chamber was dark, and with a muffled sound like thunder, sharp sword lights circled the chamber like a school of swimming fish, and then struck down Zhao Sheng, who was standing in the center of the stone chamber, like lightning.

Zhao Sheng stood there with his whole body wide open, not making any defense.

Hundreds of sword beams poured into his head, chest, abdomen, limbs and even covered all the skin on his body, but none of them could harm Zhao Sheng in the slightest.

Wherever the sword light struck, a ray of lightning would instantly emerge, easily shattering the sword light.

For a moment, lightning surged all over Zhao Sheng's body, as if Lord Lei was still alive.

After a while, he felt that the sword light was not powerful enough, so he simply used his consciousness to control the dragon-headed sword, turning it into a golden sword dragon and stabbing straight into his chest.

There was a loud bang, and the dragon-headed sword suddenly stopped after entering an inch of flesh. Then, a large area of ​​purple lightning suddenly erupted around the sword, covering this top-quality spiritual sword. .

The next second, the dragon's head sword was covered with electric light, suddenly flew out, and disappeared into the wall in a flash. After punching a hole as big as a fist, it disappeared without a trace.

The wound on Zhao Sheng's chest healed and disappeared in an instant. Then he stretched out his hand and the dragon-headed sword shot back from the outside and fell into his hand, only to make a hole in the wall again.

Zhao Sheng grasped the handle of the sword with three fingers on his right hand, put the tip of the sword against his chest, and made a strong stroke.

At this moment, he felt like he was cutting a thick piece of old cowhide, with great resistance.

Wherever the tip of the sword passed, a long slit opened in the skin, but before the blood could seep out, the slit disappeared in an instant.

Seeing this scene, Zhao Sheng looked calm and showed no joy at all.

"Alas, the third-level thunder combat body is not at the level of Xiaocheng after all. In terms of defensive power, it is even worse than the immortal golden body of the same level!"

With this thought in his mind, he suddenly disappeared from where he was.

…

A few days later,

In an incubation room, Zhao Sheng stood in front of a jade urn, watching the movement in the urn intently.

As time passed, seven black bean-sized insect eggs cracked open one after another, and dark fairy-devouring baby silkworms emerged from them.

The seven baby silkworms were barely an inch long, completely black, and looked inconspicuous at all.

Upon seeing this, Zhao Sheng immediately took out the first-order demon raccoon meat that had been prepared and threw it into the jade urn.

In an instant, seven young silkworms seemed to smell the smell of food, and with a flick of their bows, they flew down onto the meat.

As a rustling sound rang out, the fist-sized ball of demon raccoon meat continued to decrease at a speed visible to the naked eye.

After a while, the jade urn became clean, but the seven young silkworms did not grow in size at all, and they did not know how to swallow food that was hundreds of times larger than them.

Zhao Sheng tried to throw another piece of demon raccoon bone into the urn.

Then we saw seven young silkworms pounce on the flesh and bones and begin to eat away at them quickly.

In the next hour, Zhao Sheng threw in a total of five pieces of demon raccoon meat. The total volume was larger than an ordinary human head, but they were all devoured by the fairy-eating silkworms, even the bones were not spared.

At this time, these seven ancient insects finally saw a trace of growth, and their lengths exceeded one inch.

On the same day, Zhao Sheng called Chen Shou and handed him a Qiankun bag filled with monster meat. He also ordered him to take good care of the young silkworms and put monster meat into the urn from time to time.

More than half a month later, Zhao Sheng went to Return City and exchanged all the spiritual stones on his body for high-grade spiritual stones, a total of forty-seven.

On this day, in the dead of night, in a training room in Qianlong Pavilion, all defense methods such as barrier formations were activated.

In the room, Zhao Sheng leisurely wrapped a bulging animal skin bundle around his waist and tied it up.

The next second, he took out the space-time spiral jade plate from the Sumeru space and placed it on the ground. Then he placed a void stone in the center of the spiral, then cut his wrists, smeared blood on them, and recited mysterious mantras.

After a complete set of procedures, the familiar pale mist vortex emerged again.

Zhao Sheng tightened the bag around his waist, stepped into the whirlpool, and disappeared in an instant.