Ascension Through Generations

Unconsciously, it seems that a long time has passed.

The idea of ​​catching up with the three people in front almost became a luxury.

These days, Zhao Sheng and the five of them rested when they were tired from running, and continued running forward after resting.

It seemed as if some mysterious force was secretly influencing them, prompting them to keep walking along the corridor, running and running...

"Huhu~ I can't run anymore, I need to rest!"

At a certain moment, while walking forward, Biaohua Sanren suddenly stopped and panted heavily with his hands on his hips.

When Zhao Sheng and Sha Jiutong saw this, they had no choice but to stop and gasp slightly in unison.

Compared with before entering the corridor, Zhang Hua Sansheng had lost a lot of weight, so thin that his cheekbones were protruding, and his face was as pale as paper, with almost no blood.

Zhao Sheng glanced at the others and saw that Gong Sanchang had also lost a lot of weight, but looked good.

Although Sha Jiutong was the largest among the five, his condition was several times better than that of the two Zhang Hua Sanren, and he seemed to be fine.

After these days of getting along day and night, Zhao Sheng already knew some of the "secrets" of Sha Jiutong.

This person has the most special physique, a half-human, half-corpse alien creature. Because of their half-corpse body, Sha Jiutong has the lowest demand for food.

However, among the four people, the most elusive one is the black monk wearing black monk robes.

The endurance of this black-faced old monk is appallingly strong. Not only has he had the shortest rest these days, but he has almost never been seen eating.

However, Black Monk was in surprisingly good condition, slightly better than Sha Jiutong.

As for himself

Zhao Sheng casually took out a pill bottle from his arms, poured out two top-grade Bigu Pills, and swallowed them in one gulp.

In the blink of an eye, a large amount of warm current flows from the stomach to the limbs, and the hunger in the abdomen is greatly relieved and disappears quickly.

The members of the Baohua San were furious and hurriedly said, "Brother Baimei Taoist, I'm starving to death! Give me a Bigu Pill to fill my stomach!"

"Oh, have you eaten up all the heavy spirit ointment of Taoist Brother Dao Hua?" Zhao Sheng's eyes fell on this man's waist and he asked calmly.

After hearing this, the expression on the Biao Hua San's face changed instantly, and he subconsciously covered his belt. It contained his life-saving "food".

Zhao Sheng smiled slightly when he saw this, walked to the wall of the cave, sat against the wall, and began to close his eyes and regulate his breathing.

Not far away, Gong Sanchang sat down against the wall, then silently took out a milky white elixir, put it into his mouth and swallowed it.

The black monk sat cross-legged and did not eat any food or pills.

Sha Jiutong chuckled, shook his head and walked aside, not caring about the two people's business at all.

Seeing this, the person in charge of the painting turned his face as dark as iron. After giving Zhao Sheng a fierce look, he quickly ran forward so far that people could hardly see him.

This person had done such sneaky actions many times before. Zhao Sheng and others have long been accustomed to this.

"Fellow Taoist Sha, this place is getting weirder and weirder. In these days, we have traveled nearly 100,000 miles in a row. However, not only have we failed to catch up with our predecessors, the corridor in front of us has also remained unchanged. There must be something fishy in this!"

Zhao Sheng said, turned to look at Monk Hei and the two monks, and asked: "Master, fellow archer, have you noticed anything is wrong?"

"Hehe, there are so many things wrong here! For example, the length, width, and height of the corridor are all one inch longer than when we entered. Another example is that we didn't find any marks along the way. Also, the body's energy consumption is getting faster and faster." Sha Jiu Tong Yi smiled and kept talking about what was wrong, as if he didn't care about life and death.

Zhao Sheng and others listened quietly, then Gong Sanchang suddenly said: "Gong is tired and doesn't want to chase me anymore. I want to quit. Who among you is willing to go with me?"

As soon as these words came out, Zhao Sheng and the others had different expressions.

"Fellow Daoist Gong, why don't you hold on for a few more days? Maybe it's almost over." Sha Jiutong put away his smile and persuaded seriously.

Gong Sanchang stood up, shook his head with firm eyes, and said solemnly: "I think death is imminent!"

"Fellow Taoists, please say goodbye to me! I sincerely hope you can come back alive. Farewell!"

After finishing speaking, Gong Sanchang clasped his fists at Zhao Sheng and the others, then hugged the snake blade tightly, turned around and galloped away in the direction he came from.

"Smart man!" Zhao Sheng looked at the man's disappearing back and couldn't help but secretly nodded in approval.

"Hehe, there are only four of us left now, and we don't know whose turn it will be to quit next?" Sha Jiutong shook his head and said with a nonchalant smile.

"Infinite Immortal Buddha! Everyone has his own ambitions, there is no need to force him." The black monk chanted with his palms raised and his hands folded.

At this time, the atmosphere became silent, and all three of them tried their best to regain their strength in their own way.

Half an hour later, the three of them stood up silently and instantly turned into afterimages, rushing forward.

More than twenty miles of journey passed by in a blink of an eye.

In front of the corridor, the figure of the painter quickly appeared.

At this moment, he was half squatting and half kneeling, looking down at something on the ground.

When Zhao Sheng saw this scene, he couldn't help but feel excited and immediately accelerated his speed.

In the blink of an eye, the three of them came behind Zhang Hua Sanren and all looked at the ground.

On the ground was a pale bone half a foot long and as thick as an arm. It looked like someone's forearm bone.

What is particularly noteworthy is that the surface of this arm bone is covered with dense bite marks, as if it had been eaten alive.

"Hey, someone was eaten!"

"Infinite Immortal Buddha!"

"Yes! But this bone is severely decayed. The owner of the bone must have been dead for countless years!" Zhao Sheng nodded, looked at the bone a few times, and said calmly.

After hearing his comments, the master of the painting stood up with a gloomy face, raised his foot and crushed the bones on the ground, then jumped up silently and ran forward quickly along the corridor.

"Let's go!"

Sha Jiutong shouted, and his huge body instantly turned into a black shadow and walked on the ground, as fast as a phantom.

The black monk nodded slightly to Zhao Sheng, then took a step forward, and his figure instantly appeared ten feet away, as if he had shrunk into an inch.

Zhao Sheng's eyes flashed, and he tapped the ground with his feet. His whole body suddenly shot out like an arrow from the string, and hundreds of feet passed by in an instant.

After the first human bone appeared, the second, third, and even more human bones appeared in front of everyone one after another.

Pieces of broken, pale bones were randomly discarded on the ground, but without exception, the surfaces of these bones were covered with dense bite marks.

Time is like running water, never giving up day and night.

Two days later, Zhao Sheng and the others ran thousands of miles along the corridor again. They saw more and more human bones along the way, some of which were obviously not the same person.

At the same time, the eyes of the members of the Biao Hua San people looking at Zhao Sheng became more and more anomalous, with traces of malice showing in their eyes from time to time.

Zhao Sheng seemed unaware of this!

…

As the number of human bones on the ground increased, Zhao Sheng and others discovered that the tunnel was gradually "getting bigger"

When you first come in, the corridor is three feet long and wide and about ten feet high.

But by this time, the length and width of the corridor had more than tripled, and the height was impressively more than twelve feet.

Click!

After Zhao Sheng accidentally stepped on a severely decayed bone, he suddenly let out a cry of surprise.

He stopped, stretched out his feet to push aside the messy pile of white bones, and immediately saw a palm-long dark knife.

This was the first weapon he discovered.

It's a pity that this knife has no spirituality at all. The blade is full of cracks and chips, making it obviously unusable.

Zhao Sheng's eyes showed a look of regret, and he used his Thunder Body Technique again and jumped to chase the three people in front of him.

Three days later, the corridor was filled with decayed bones. It seemed that countless ancient people had come here one after another a long time ago, but they all died here.

"Brother Baimei Taoist, how about sharing a few Bigu Pills with me? When we get out, I will reward you generously!"

During a break, a member of the Baohua San community came to Zhao Sheng again and asked for a few Bigu Pills from Zhao Sheng with a flattering look on his face.

Including this time, it was the third time that the Biao Hua San people asked him for help.

Zhao Sheng frowned and said in a cold manner: "Fellow Taoist, go ask the other two! I don't have much of the Bigu Pill left in my hand."

The face of the painter changed, and he was secretly angry, but his smile remained unchanged on the outside. He patted his butt and turned towards Sha Jiutong.

"Brother Sha, you have to save me..."

After a moment, not knowing what promise he made, Sha Jiutong actually took out a piece of black meat from the bottom of his sleeve and stuffed it into the hand of Baohua Sanren.

Zhao Sheng witnessed this scene and suddenly stood up and sat down next to Monk Hei. At the same time, he secretly transmitted a message: "Master, I still have a few bottles of Bigu Pill in my hand. If you want, I can give you one bottle."

"Immeasurable Immortal Buddha! Thank you very much, Tan Yue, for your kindness. I accept it shamelessly." Although Black Monk has practiced secret techniques such as condensing Qi and shrinking Yuan, it can greatly reduce the consumption of physical energy.

But he is not dead after all, and still needs to eat a certain amount of food to replenish his vitality.

In fact, as early as two days ago, Zhao Sheng and the others had completely confirmed that there was some unknown mechanism in this corridor, which would continuously absorb the vitality of any living being.

And the longer you stay in the corridor, the stronger the absorption will be, which also causes the vitality in everyone's bodies to drain faster and faster.

Da da da!

Just when the four of them were taking a short rest, a burst of rapid footsteps suddenly came from the corridor behind them.

Zhao Sheng turned around and saw a familiar figure rushing from behind.

"Hey, it's fellow archer!"

As Sha Jiutong screamed in surprise, Gong Sanchang also changed his expression. He slowly came not far away from the crowd and looked at them with uncertainty.

"Brother Gong, when did you run in front of us?" Biaohua Sanren seemed to be stunned by hunger and suddenly asked a stupid question.

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, he suddenly woke up, and the hair on his head suddenly counted down. He secretly wanted to slap himself to see if he was hallucinating.

Gong Sanchang's expression was extremely ugly, and he said in a bitter tone: "I kept running back and never looked back!"

"Hiss, what the hell! I'm going to suffer now, I'm going to suffer!" Sha Jiutong gasped, jumped up suddenly, slapped his thigh and shouted.

"Damn it! This damn place seems to be forcing us to keep running forward!" The painter's face turned pale and he couldn't help but curse.

"Infinite Immortal Buddha!" ​​Black monk lowered his head and loudly announced the Buddha's name.

On the contrary, Zhao Sheng remained silent, the calmest among the five.

There is no other reason!

As long as the Sumeru Space exists, he will not starve to death even if he stays here for thousands of years.

"Damn it! What should I do? I have lived a happy life for a thousand years, so I am going to end up in this damn place this time!"

"No, I have finally reached the realm of Nascent Soul. I still have eight hundred years of freedom in the future. I must not die in a daze!"

"Hee hee! The master of the Sa family, the God-Transforming Demon Lord, hasn't said anything yet. You, the little Nascent Soul, are starting to yell. It's time to beat him!"

With a loud bang, the Biao Hua San people suddenly flew backwards, hit the wall of the cave hard, and then slid softly to the ground.

Zhao Sheng narrowed his eyes slightly, but he didn't even see clearly how Sha Jiutong succeeded.

The sudden outbreak of Sha Jiutong immediately shocked everyone.

"Okay! Don't let the Sa family hear these wasteful nonsense in the future." Sha Jiutong clapped his hands casually and said coldly: "Since there is no way to retreat, the Sa family wants to see if this place can trap me. "

After saying that, Sha Jiutong flashed to the front of Zhang Hua San. After picking him up, he suddenly turned into a phantom and shot forward.

"Master, Brother Gong, let's go!" After Zhao Sheng greeted the two of them, his figure instantly shot out like an arrow from a string.

Black Monk and Gong Sanchang sighed silently when they saw this, and both chased after him.

…

Click, click, click~~

Bones were everywhere in the corridor, and weapons and magic weapons reduced to scraps of metal appeared one after another in front of everyone.

Everyone stepped on the bones and walked forward in silence, but the number of breaks on the road increased, and the time between two breaks was significantly shortened.

At the same time, the vitality in everyone's bodies drained even faster.

Later, even when I was sitting and adjusting my breath, I could clearly feel my own vitality being continuously drawn out of my body, and then disappearing out of thin air.

At this moment, one can tell the tyranny of everyone's bodies at a glance.

Among the five, Sha Jiutong is in the best condition. Although he benefits from the corpse demon's physique, it can still be seen that this person's physical body is strong!

Followed by Black Monk and Zhao Sheng.

Again the bow is three lengths long.

The worst thing is undoubtedly the Zaohua Sanren!

This person was imprisoned by Sha Jiutong, and his body could not move. At this time, he was already skinny and bones from hunger, and his breath was dying.

Zhao Sheng and others had already understood this.

Sha Jiutong's move was clearly to treat the Biao Hua San people as spare food.

Not only the Zao Hua San people, but even Zhao Sheng and others ended up like this when necessary.

For this reason, Gong Sanchang secretly sent messages to Zhao Sheng and Black Monk several times, persuading them to have a fight with Sha Jiutong while they had the chance to fight.

Even if you lose and die, it is better than being eaten alive.

Gong Sanchang's abacus was so clever that Zhao Sheng and Zhao Sheng didn't fall for it at all.

Zhao Sheng has his own secret method to save his life, and the longer the delay is, the better it is for him, so naturally he will not break up with Sha Jiutong in advance.

As for the black monk, he must have his own plans.

Seeing this, Gong Sanchang gritted his teeth with hatred. It's just that his body couldn't help it at all, and he quickly looked up to the Biao Hua San people.

Two days later, Sha Jiutong, who was running at the front, suddenly stopped. Suddenly Jie Jie smiled strangely and shouted:

"Look, what did Sajia see? What fresh bones!"