Ascension Through Generations

Seeing that Zhao Sheng couldn't get anything out of the question, he ordered Zhao Xuan'an: "Which martial arts are you most proficient in? Practice it in front of me! If you have nothing to do, I will give you some pointers."

"Yes, ancestor!" Zhao Xuanan was very excited and immediately jumped up and jumped to the center of the dojo.

"In the clan, Xuan'an has practiced countless martial arts techniques throughout his life, but the ones he is best at are the Four Phases of Heaven and Man and the Nine Styles of Heart Fist Sutra inherited from our ancestors."

At this time, Zhao Xuan'an seemed to have changed into a different person, with the essence of his whole body rising into the sky, and the radiance of will on his body flowing endlessly, burning brightly.

"You have to be careful. The first move of Xinyi Fist crosses mountains and rivers, fire!"

With a loud bang, the air in the dojo was suddenly exploded by a punch, and then waves of turbulent air rose up in the void all around like a vast ocean. Countless swirling vortices emerged out of thin air, and a roaring sound was heard.

Zhao Sheng narrowed his eyes slightly and saw a group of human-shaped "torches" moving slowly and quickly in front of him, sometimes flashing out huge afterimages, and sometimes transforming into various strange phenomena like mountains, rivers, winds and clouds.

After a while, the storm in the dojo slowly subsided, and all the afterimages of the vision converged into Zhao Xuanan's body.

Zhao Xuanan put away his fists and looked at the mysterious ancestor expectantly, with a bit of pride in his eyes.

"Wrong, wrong punch! It's really disappointing that a good Xinyi Boxing was ruined by you like this." Zhao Sheng showed disappointment and dissatisfaction on his face, shaking his head and criticizing.

When Zhao Xuanan heard this, his body suddenly shook as if struck by lightning. His hundreds of years of hard work were now being criticized as worthless, and a trace of resentment inevitably arose in his heart.

"Watch out, this is the real Martial Saint's Heart Fist!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a ball of divine light suddenly shot out from the center of Zhao Sheng's eyebrows, and the divine light rushed into the purple palace between Zhao Xuanan's eyebrows like lightning.

In an instant, the man's eyes suddenly burst into divine light, and his body suddenly froze in place.

At this time, Zhao Xuan'an's consciousness had fallen into a special illusion, and he saw a thin, white-haired old man slowly performing a set of boxing techniques. The boxing moves were simple and innocent, with endless Taoism.

After just one glance, his mind was completely obsessed. He could not help but follow the white-haired old man, punching and stepping, and practicing every move.

Outside, Zhao Sheng watched with interest as Zhao Xuanan moved around in the center of the dojo, repeatedly practicing the thirty-six movements of Xinyi Fist.

As time went by, he gradually gained a grand and all-encompassing aura.

At this moment, Zhao Sheng suddenly frowned, quietly waved his long sleeves, and sent out a message with his spiritual thoughts: "Since you are here, why bother hiding outside and sneaking around? Come in! Do you still need me to get up and invite you in? ?"

"That's not what Lu meant. I hope fellow Taoist can forgive me!"

As a warm and calm voice reached Zhao Sheng's ears, a red light flew into the dojo and landed three feet away from him.

The red light dissipated, revealing a handsome and extraordinary man wearing a red robe and a flat crown on his head. This man looked young, but his eyes as clear as water shone with wisdom, like an old man who had seen through the world.

"I met fellow Taoist Zhao in Pingyang, Xialu." The man nodded slightly, lowered his eyebrows, and raised his right hand as a sign of courtesy.

Zhao Sheng's eyes flashed, and he looked slightly surprised: "It turns out it's you, fellow Taoist Lu, as a tree master, who dares to secretly leave the sacred tree domain. Aren't you afraid of something unexpected?"

"Fellow Daoist Zhao is a friend, not an enemy. Why should Lu be afraid?" Lu Pingyang said with great dignity and confidence.

"That's right, I was wrong just now. Fellow Taoist Lu, please sit down!"

When Lu Pingyang heard the words, he stepped forward, raised the corner of his robe with his right hand, and sat down cross-legged without any precautions.

The two of them were only five feet apart, almost within arm's reach.

Seeing this scene, Zhao Sheng showed a hint of appreciation in his eyes, and his tone softened a lot, and he said: "Fellow Taoist Lu can show up to meet you. I have seen the sincerity of the Lu family. But this sincerity is far from enough! "

"Haha, fellow Taoist Zhao is quick to speak, and Lu admires it very much. Since I'm here, I'm naturally sincere. Fellow Taoist, please take a look."

As he spoke, Lu Pingyang flipped his palm, and several more treasures appeared out of thin air.

A dark red bone knife about a foot long, a black stone with nine holes all over it, a sky-blue jade seal made of something like jade but not jade, a jade box and an eight-treasure letter.

The dark red bone knife was the most evil. As soon as Fang came out of the blade, he let out a ghostly roar, and then bursts of blood-colored evil light rose up.

Compared to the bone knife, the nine-hole black stone looked a bit ordinary. There were no traces of refining on it, and there were some cracks on the outer wall of the stone.

But when Zhao Sheng's eyes fell on this treasure, jet-black flames immediately surged out from the nine holes in the black stone. The flames were invisible and qualityless. They only appeared as dark as an abyss because they swallowed up all the eyes.

Zhao Sheng looked slightly surprised, vaguely guessing what kind of divine fire it was.

As for the azure jade seal, there is a strange beast in the shape of a unicorn engraved on the top. The whole body is emitting a dazzling light. It is obviously a top-grade magic weapon.

"Fellow Daoist Zhao, Lu will introduce it to you. Let me first talk about this Ten Thousand Bones Demonic Sword. This sword was originally the magic weapon of the killer Taoist who was a giant of the Demonic Way a thousand years ago. It has long been refined into the Nine Taoist Forbidden Treasures. It can kill enemies by itself. You will see blood..."

"...Please look at this Earth Spirit Stone. Inside this stone is a ball of Earth's Heart Silence Flame. This ball of true fire is of extremely high grade and has already given birth to some kind of spirituality. It can be said that nothing can be burned. It is actually the ultimate tool for refining alchemy and refining weapons. "Jia Zhen Huo"

"...The Seal of Discernment is the natal magic weapon of the tree master of my family. It has reached the top grade and is as powerful as most ancient treasures! This treasure is easy to identify as its owner. It has three magical powers: suppression, exorcism, and purification. It is the best at it. Assist the master to improve his cultivation..."

Lu Pingyang praised the three treasures endlessly, but it was a pity that Zhao Sheng was too high-minded and did not take a fancy to any of them.

If I had to choose, probably only the Death Star Flame could barely catch my eye.

It sounds like the Lu family is ignorant. It was obviously the Death Star Flame, but it was said to be the Earth's Silent Flame. This kind of extraterrestrial fire is rarer and more precious than most of the real fires of heaven and earth, almost reaching the level of divine fire.

It's a pity that the one in front of me is too small to attract Zhao Sheng's interest.

Lu Pingyang observed Zhao Sheng's words and expressions, and couldn't help but raise his eyebrows slightly when he saw Zhao Sheng's lack of interest.

The next second, I saw him reaching out to take the eight-treasure heavy letter, which was about a foot square. There were dragon-shaped shackles on each side of the heavy letter, and a golden talisman was affixed to it.

Lu Pingyang worked on the eight-treasure heavy letter for a while, quickly opened the cover, and took out an apricot-yellow book, a palm-sized white jade tablet and a small bronze tripod.

"Fellow Taoist, please take a look at this elixir book."

Lu Pingyang swept his long sleeves and sent the apricot book to Zhao Sheng.

Zhao Sheng reached out and took off the book. He lowered his head and looked at the cover. The four characters "Danyang Can Jing" suddenly came into view.

Seeing this name, Zhao Sheng couldn't help but raise his eyebrows. The name of the Patriarch of Danyang was so popular that I wonder which immortal cultivator in the Dachun world didn't know about it.

He quickly opened the book and examined it carefully.

After a while, Zhao Sheng slowly rolled his palms and closed the alchemy book, with an obvious smile on his lips.

Although the number of elixir prescriptions recorded in this volume of the Alchemy Book is not large, there are only six complete ones, and there are nearly a hundred incomplete ones. .

But the five complete elixir recipes are without exception, they are all refined Nascent Soul level treasure elixirs. In addition to the Ningying elixir, the other four elixir recipes are also extraordinary, which has benefited Zhao Sheng a lot.

Moreover, the mysterious alchemy principles and various whimsical ideas revealed in those broken alchemy prescriptions opened his eyes to a higher level of alchemy realm.

Seeing this, Lu Pingyang smiled slightly and said: "This Danyang suicide note comes from a secret place of inheritance somewhere in Yuehua Cave. When my great ancestor came to the secret place, he was lucky enough to get some of the legacy of Danyang Patriarch. This is how my Lu family is today. Thrive.”

"If fellow Taoist are interested, Lu will give this book to you today. By the way, there are also the Tianyin Order and the Pill Emperor Cauldron."

"I didn't expect that the Lu family has such a profound heritage. This thing is exactly what I want. I'll just accept it." Zhao Sheng waved his hand and put the alchemy book into his sleeve, nodding with a smile on his face.

Lu Pingyang's eyes flashed with light when he heard this, and he immediately confirmed: "That fellow Taoist before..."

"Don't worry! Since I promised to take action once, I will never go back on it." Zhao Sheng replied firmly.

"Okay! Fellow Taoist is indeed a believer. In this case, Lu simply handed over the Tianyin Order to fellow Taoist in advance."

As he spoke, the man stretched out his hand and pushed, and the white token flew into the air towards Zhao Shengfei.

Lu Pingyang never mentioned the Danhuang Cauldron, and was obviously fishing with a straight hook.

Zhao Sheng took a photo of this treasure and took a closer look. He saw that the white token was painted with a pattern of steaming clouds. In the middle of the token, the word "Tian Yin" was engraved in dragon and phoenix seal scripts. The font was simple and grand, giving it an aura of transcendence. Coming from the pavement.

Although this token is not a magic weapon, it is of high quality. It contains several mysterious restrictions and is extremely resistant to Zhao Sheng's refining.

When Zhao Sheng saw this, his mind moved, and both his mind and spirit rushed to explore the inside of the card.

However, as soon as his spiritual thoughts came into contact with the surface of the token, a white halo immediately rippled from it, isolating his spiritual thoughts like a layer of water curtain.

At the same time, his spiritual consciousness did not encounter any obstacles. He easily entered the inside of the token and touched the mysterious restrictions.

Zhao Sheng frowned slightly, put the Tianyin Order into his sleeve with his backhand, then raised his head and shouted: "Idiot, you haven't woken up yet!"

The sound was like morning bells and evening drums, which immediately made Zhao Xuanan escape from the illusion.

Zhao Xuanan woke up from a dream, with a look of extreme regret on his face.

"Zong Ancestor, you...ah, Xuan An has met Ancestor Lu."

As soon as Zhao Xuanan started talking, he suddenly saw Lu Pingyang looking over with a smile. He was startled and quickly bowed his head in salute.

"Silly boy, as long as I'm here, are you still worried that you won't be able to learn Xinyi Quan?" Zhao Sheng couldn't help laughing and scolding him when he saw his fuss.

Speaking of which, Zhao Xuanan can be considered a shrewd person who has matured over time, and should not have "lost his standards" so much.

But on this day, he first fell into death, but was lucky enough to be rescued by his ancestor, and was able to teach the inheritance of Wusheng Xinyiquan that he had never forgotten.

After waking up, he unexpectedly saw the Lu family tree master who had seen the dragon but not its tail.

Such a series of changes made him look a little "clumsy".

After Zhao Sheng woke him up, he turned to look at Lu Pingyang and said with a smile: "I heard that Hongchuan City is a famous city in the north, and I want to go and have a tour. I wonder if Fellow Taoist Lu welcomes you?"

"It is truly an honor for the Lu family that Fellow Daoist Zhao can come to our Hongchuan City. Now there are two fellow Taoists staying in the city, and Lu happened to introduce these two people to Fellow Daoist."

"Oh?" Zhao Sheng was surprised when he heard this, and said to himself: "The Lu family is really quite capable. At this critical juncture, they even invited the two Nascent Soul Ancestors to help."

With this thought in his mind, Zhao Sheng laughed loudly and said: "Haha, that's great! I really want to see the charm of those two comrades."

"Fellow Daoist Zhao is so charming that I will definitely hit it off with my two colleagues. How about we set off now?!"

"Host or guest, please do as you wish!"

"You're welcome, fellow Taoist, Lu is leading the way."

After the two were polite, Zhao Sheng quickly drove the disc boat, turning it into a stream of light and galloping towards Hongchuan City, six hundred miles away.

After a moment, the disc boat plummeted down, stopping only for a moment in front of the barrier, and then quickly fell into the city.

…

Hongchuan City covers an area of ​​hundreds of miles and has a population of nearly three million.

Among them, the outer city is home to more than 90% of the city's population, but the total area is only a quarter of the entire city.

The remaining three-quarters of the area is occupied by the inner city. Compared with the outer city, the inner city can be said to be "vast and sparsely populated."

The residents of the outer city would never have imagined that the hundred-mile urban area in the center of the inner city would actually be full of lakes and mountains, with greenery everywhere. The scenery here is absolutely beautiful, and it is not as rough and heroic as the scenery in the north.

On the spiritual island in the center of this clear lake, there is only a beautiful and exquisite pure white palace standing on it. The spiritual palace is shrouded in layers of barriers, emitting a faint five-color spiritual light.

Deep in the Spiritual Palace, Zhao Sheng met the two Nascent Soul Realm monks under the introduction of Lu Pingyang.

However, when he saw it, he was disappointed.

One of the two is a tall and thin old man with a red face and rough skin like dry tree bark, and the other is a young woman with blue hair holding a pipa in her arms. Although the two have reached the realm of Yuanying, they are only in the early stage of Yuanying.

With this little strength, he could beat both of them with one hand.

Although Zhao Sheng was disappointed because of the Lu family's generous spending, on the surface he was polite and had a good time meeting the two of them, chatting and laughing.

For unknown reasons, Lu Pingyang praised Zhao Sheng for his great strength in front of the two of them, and he had just easily killed a Luo family Nascent Soul.

The red-faced old man and the black-haired young woman both looked moved when they heard the words. They were instantly in awe of Zhao Sheng and did not dare to be rude in their words.

That night, Lu Pingyang held a reception banquet for him and called a group of Jindan masters to join in the fun.

Zhao Sheng knew very well the purpose of this person's banquet and was not dissatisfied.

After learning that the white-haired old man was an ancestor of the Nascent Soul, the morale of a group of Jindan masters immediately soared, and they couldn't help but have more expectations for the future.