Ascension Through Generations

Danglang~

Danglang~

At the end of the long street, at the end of the endless ruins, there are constant dull sounds of collisions.

The sky was dim, mist was drifting, and most of the street paved with bluestones was damaged. However, at the end of the ruins, there were two figures shrouded in blood mist, staggering towards the long street.

The two walked side by side, with a strange, half-withered, half-green vine as thick as an arm lying across their shoulders. Two yellow-skinned gourds hung under the vine, and they collided from time to time, making muffled sounds one after another.

This sound seemed to have some kind of magic power, and when it reached Zhao Sheng's ears, he felt a tightness in his chest and shortness of breath, and the energy and blood all over his body was boiling uncontrollably, and he almost wanted to escape from his body.

When he got closer, Zhao Sheng was shocked and saw the strange appearance of the two people clearly.

Every time the two of them took a step, their flesh and blood fell from their bodies in bits and pieces. But before they hit the ground, the pieces of flesh evaporated into large amounts of blood in mid-air and blended into the surrounding blood mist.

They walked closer and closer. The road was wide but uneven. Amidst the clanging sound of gourds, their flesh and blood gradually fell away, leaving only two pale humanoid skeletons.

Even so, the two skeletons still staggered towards the long street. The gourd vine was still pressing firmly across the shoulders of the two skeletons.

"Your Majesty Hongguang Tianzun! What the hell is this?!"

"Slip away, a gentleman will not stand under a dangerous wall!"

"No, they are coming in! Run away!"

"God opened my eyes. Finally, an exotic treasure came to my door. Jiejie, no one can take away this opportunity from me. It belongs to me!"

Such a weird and inexplicable sight immediately caused an uproar. Some people "offlined" in panic, while others were waiting for an opportunity to snatch the rare treasure with their eyes gleaming.

Zhao Sheng's eyes never left the skeleton, and the ground beneath his feet seemed to shrink into an inch. He instantly came to the side of the white-robed old man and asked in a solemn tone: "Senior, what do you think?"

"It's so weird! I've been in and out of Gray Mountain for nearly a hundred years, and I've never seen anything like this before. Wait! I seem to have heard similar weird rumors from a certain senior."

When the old man in white robe said this, his face changed drastically, and he suddenly said in a hurried voice: "Disaster! Disaster is coming! Baimei, listen to the old man's advice: go back quickly and don't get involved in this kind of thing! The old man is gone, you, you take care!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the old man in white robe turned into reality and disappeared without a trace in an instant.

Listen to others' advice and live for thousands of years!

Zhao Sheng originally wanted to leave immediately, but at this moment, the two skeletons suddenly collapsed, and the bones of the whole body shattered on the ground. In front of everyone's eyes, they turned into blood and merged into the bloody mist above.

Danglang~

The gourd vine and two yellow-skinned gourds fell to the ground, and they were only a dozen steps away from the entrance of the long street.

Seeing this scene, Zhao Sheng's eyes flashed and he suddenly stopped.

On the other side, among the seven people who were still alive, the three who were closest to the street entrance suddenly sprang out. With lightning speed, they swept past the street entrance and headed straight towards the gourd vine.

"Bold! Stop it."

"Fellow Taoist, come shoulder to shoulder!"

When the other four people saw this, they all used their strength in unison. Their movements were like lightning, and their bodies dragged out afterimages as they jumped.

Whoosh!

A sound broke through the air, and Zhao Sheng used the Shrinking Technique. In a flash, he crossed twenty feet into the air and reached the edge of the street.

The next moment, his expression changed slightly, and his feet violently stepped on the stone slab and penetrated an inch into the ground. At the same time, the dragon in his spine twisted and exerted force, and he stopped in place for an instant.

Ah!

At the same moment, a miserable howl suddenly came from more than ten steps in front of him.

The three people who had rushed into the blood mist before had their flesh and blood all over their bodies as if they had been drenched in concentrated sulfuric acid. The blood was visible to the naked eye, and then merged into the blood mist. In the blink of an eye, only three pink skeletons were left.

But soon, all three skeletons turned into blood mist.

This horrifying sight immediately frightened the others.

However, two people could not stop their steps for a moment and suddenly ran into the blood mist.

They struggled hard, trying to get rid of the entanglement of the blood mist, but in the end it was in vain.

In just two short breaths, their flesh and bones were rotten, and they eventually turned into blood mist.

You must know that one of them was wrapped in armor, with not a trace of flesh exposed.

Even so, he couldn't escape the fate of turning into blood mist, and the armor seemed to have no effect at all.

At this time, there were only three people left on the long street, and Zhao Sheng was one of them.

One of the other two was wearing dark leather armor, with light golden skin, and had a majestic appearance, but his specific cultivation level could not be seen clearly.

The last person has sharp eyebrows and cold eyes, and a thin figure. At this moment, he is slowly putting a pair of golden fist claws on his hands.

The middle-aged man in leather armor turned to look at Zhao Sheng, then slowly walked over and said with a smile: "Friend, you——"

But before he could finish speaking, a fist with distinct joints quickly enlarged in front of his eyes, and the wind from the punch made his face split and bleed.

In an instant, the middle-aged man seemed to see that the incoming fist suddenly became huge, filling the world with mighty force.

"die!"

In an instant, an indifferent and cold shout rushed into his ears.

The sound was as loud as thunder, and seemed to contain an indescribable will. It immediately made his heart tremble, his eyes turned black, and his whole body became as stiff as iron.

With a loud bang, the middle-aged man's head exploded like a watermelon, and his blood and brains sprayed all over the floor.

The headless body froze on the spot for a moment, and was soon blown to the ground by the aftermath of the fist wind.

"Fellow Taoist, damn!"

Before he finished speaking, there was a loud bang and sparks flying!

The sword-browed young man's expression was horrified, his hands were shaking violently, and he stumbled back seven or eight steps.

There were countless deep sword marks on the surface of his spiritual weapon fist claws, and they were almost completely destroyed.

At this moment, Zhao Sheng stood three feet away, staring at this person with an expressionless face, playing with the dragon-headed flying sword that was more than an inch long in his hand.

After the sword-browed young man gave him a serious look, his body disappeared without saying a word and returned to his original world instantly.

Zhao Sheng turned over with one hand and put the Dragon Head Sword into his sleeve, then turned around and took a few steps to the edge of the street, but did not go out of the long street.

Looking at the treasure more than ten steps away, he thought for a moment, the index finger of his right hand flickered, and a long snow-white rope appeared out of thin air in his hand.

The next second, he shook his right hand, and the long soft rope shot out, like an extremely agile white snake. The lightning penetrated the blood mist, and the end of the rope suddenly wrapped around the gourd vine, and then slowly retracted it.

Zhao Sheng felt his right hand sink, as if he was dragging a big mountain.

Fortunately, the calabash vine was pulled towards him inch by inch.

The method works!

Zhao Sheng was so excited that he couldn't help but hold the spiritual rope with both hands and pull it with all his strength.

At this moment, waves of murmurs suddenly sounded in his ears, as if countless invisible people were talking and roaring in his ears at the same time, as if they were narrating indescribable principles!

For a moment, Zhao Sheng's eyes became blank and his body swayed, as if he wanted to take that step.

But the next second, he suddenly woke up, feeling frightened, horrified, and terrified.

Fortunately he didn't leave the safe zone, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous!

Bang bang bang!

Just when Zhao Sheng got rid of his weird murmurs, his chest and abdominal muscles unexpectedly burst open in many places, instantly bursting into large pieces of blood and broken flesh.

Zhao Sheng's heart tightened when he saw this, and his muscles immediately tensed, blood flowed on his skin, his strength increased several times, and he accelerated the pulling speed.

In an instant, the gourd vine was successfully pulled into the long street.

Suddenly, several groups of indescribable shadows suddenly spurted out of the gourd, but as soon as they appeared, they were wiped out by some unknown power.

Zhao Sheng raised his eyebrows and immediately bent down and reached out to grab the gourd vine on the ground.

As soon as I got it, I found that the weight of this vine was reduced by nearly half compared to before.

With a thought in his mind, Zhao Sheng instantly put the gourd vine into the Sumeru space.

Then, he resisted the repulsive force of time and space, and his figure turned into nothingness.

…

Qianlong Pavilion, training room.

The room was bright and clear, and Zhao Sheng appeared out of thin air. After falling to the ground, his body stumbled violently.

At the same time, strange and inexplicable roars suddenly sounded from everywhere in the chest and abdomen.

At this moment, Zhao Sheng looked extremely ugly. He raised the knife with a fierce hand and flashed the blade, and saw pieces of dark red rotten meat falling from his chest and abdomen one after another.

Despite this, he did not stop and continued to cut the flesh and blood on his chest and abdomen, layer after layer.

It didn't stop until the flesh and blood on the chest and abdomen had been regenerated three times.

A lot of rotten meat fell on the ground, and they roared like living creatures. At the same time, countless sarcoma suddenly appeared on the surface.

The next second, all the dense sarcoma broke open, and strips of dark red flesh protruded violently, dancing wildly in mid-air, looking like a weird octopus monster with countless tentacles.

Such a bizarre and indescribable scene made the well-informed Zhao Sheng feel very nervous.

He ran the Xuan Gong without thinking, and a large amount of the purple thunder power in his body surged into his palms, constantly turning into large purple thunder balls, which shot towards the rotten flesh tentacles on the ground.

Boom boom boom!

Waves of thunderous roars echoed in the stone chamber, and a large area of ​​purple thunder light completely covered the rotten flesh on the ground.

Under the bombardment of lightning, the rotten flesh let out a miserable howl, and turned black and scorched at a speed visible to the naked eye until it turned into a ball of black ash.

Seeing this situation, Zhao Sheng slowly felt relieved.

No wonder he was so careful!

Just because anything that comes out of the Yukong Immortal Heaven cannot be underestimated, let alone such weird "things".

Otherwise, it is very likely that if you are not careful, you will bring a catastrophe to the Great Chun world.

wrong!

Zhao Sheng had just relaxed, and his heart was pounding again.

When his consciousness penetrated into the Sumeru space and saw nothing unusual about the gourd vine, he truly breathed a sigh of relief.

"Nah! Immortal Burial Ruins are too dangerous! Just stay in the safe zone and try not to go outside if you can!" Zhao Sheng wiped the sweat from his forehead and thought to himself with lingering fear.

At this moment, he looked slightly happy, and realized that his cultivation level had improved a lot, and he had vaguely reached the peak of the seventh level of foundation building.

"It seems that the longer you stay in Yukong Immortal Heaven, the more benefits you will get! But why was such a powerful Immortal Heaven destroyed? Is the Yukong Dao Ancestor dead or alive?

wrong! Daozu has been immortal for a long time, how can he die easily. So what is the current state of Yukong Daozu? Where are you? "

For a moment, Zhao Sheng's heart was ups and downs, and he was thinking wildly. Countless bizarre scenes flashed through his mind.

After coming for a moment, he suddenly collected his thoughts and disappeared from the place out of thin air.

…

After more than half a year, the tree canopy and lightning protection tower appeared.

Thunderclouds were densely covered, and dense lightning bolts emerged from the thunderclouds like strange pythons one after another, hitting the tall dark tower, and most of the lightning was absorbed instantly.

A few lightning bolts spread out and were all attracted by a figure, turning into layers of thunder nets covering Zhao Sheng's body.

After constant thunder washing, the new muscles on his chest and abdomen quickly became strong and tough, quickly approaching the strength of other muscles.

Buzz!

At this moment, a sword rainbow kept passing through the thunderclouds, appearing and disappearing.

Zhao Sheng sat cross-legged on the ground, with a little divine light glowing between his brows. A stream of invisible spiritual consciousness was constantly connected with the dragon head sword above. With the help of the material of the spiritual sword, it continuously attracted thunder and lightning to obliterate the spiritual consciousness.

In the process of repeated destruction and rebirth, wisps of strange invisible thunder slowly condensed and poured into his Zifu Soul Sea along with his spiritual consciousness.

One day and one night passed!

The intensity of Zhao Sheng's spiritual consciousness has been greatly improved, and the thunder power of Shenxiao has also condensed into hundreds of strands, all of which are aggregated into a thumb-sized thunder bead, suspended above the soul sea.

"My dear nephew, you work so hard! It's so rare!"

A familiar voice came from far away, and Zhao Sheng woke up immediately.

Open your eyes,

Looking up, Chen Xiang's giant-like body came into view.

Zhao Sheng gathered his breath, stood up from the ground, and put on a new set of clothes with a wave of his hand.

"Uncle Xiang, you're here! I'm about to take my work and go back, so I'll leave this place to you!" Zhao Sheng gestured with a smile.

Chen Xiangdao glared: "You brat, am I so annoying to others? As soon as you see me, you want to hide!"

Zhao Sheng showed a wry smile: "Uncle, I misunderstood! My nephew is indeed going back to Qianlong Pavilion. Today is the full moon day of my third son, Chen Mingqian. How can a father not show up!"

In fact, this is an excuse. It is true that his son is over the full moon, and it is also true that he is avoiding Chen Xiangxiang.

Unexpectedly, this person is a natural fighting maniac. After meeting him, he always asks to have a fight with him.

Zhao Sheng is not a masochist and does not like being ravaged at all. Besides, it would be inconvenient for him to reveal his true strength.

"Okay, I'll spare you today, get out of here! Next time, you must have a good fight with me!" Chen Xiangxiang flew down and waved his hands in an annoyed tone.

Zhao Sheng, as if he had been pardoned, immediately stood up with his sword, turned into a sword rainbow, and galloped away.

Half a day later, inside a wooden building in Qianlong Pavilion, lanterns were decorated and it was extremely festive.

Today is the third young master’s full moon celebration. Not only Zhao Sheng and Chen Ying’s seven daughters are here, but Chen Dacheng and his wife are also here.

The reason is not other than that this son is Chen Ying's biological flesh and blood.

Zhao Sheng only had four children in total, and Chen Ying actually gave birth to two of them.

For this reason, Chen Qi and other women looked at Zhao Sheng with resentment, while looking at Chen Ying with envy and jealousy.

Fortunately, Chen Mingqian's qualifications are slightly lower, and he only has the four spiritual roots of thunder, gold, fire, and earth.

This also gave Chen Qi and other women some comfort, otherwise Zhao Sheng would have been eaten alive by them.