Ascension Through Generations

After an unknown amount of time, the aura on the young man's body gradually rose, and the rise and fall of his chest became obvious.

When Yuanying ancestor Zhao Yuedu saw this, his eyes lit up. He immediately waved his hand and threw out a cold snow-white ice pill, which fell into the young man's mouth and forced it deep into his stomach.

Soon, the cold air permeated the whole body, quickly eliminating the remaining fire poison deep in the internal organs.

The young man's originally extremely pale face quickly became rosy, and his heart gradually began to beat loudly, and his vitality suddenly became stronger.

The soul lamp above the man's head suddenly became several times brighter at this moment, and it was extremely stable and burning quietly.

After a while, the young man's eyes moved slightly and slowly opened.

"Is this here? No, haven't I already..." There was ecstasy in his eyes. He looked around and immediately saw Zhao Yuedu and Zhao Fengxian beside the stone platform.

"Old ancestor, grandpa!" Zhao Taizhong's expression changed, and he moved to sit up.

"Zhong'er, the fire poison in your body has just been removed, and the vitality in your body is severely damaged. You must not move rashly. Just lie down." Upon seeing this, Zhao Fengxian reminded him immediately.

The young man moved his lips twice, feeling the strain on his body. His face was extremely ugly, so he didn't give up and lay down straight back.

"Ancestor, my grandson was lured into the trap by Bei Mingxue this time, so he had to take the Heavenly King's life-saving pill... and then he rushed out of the ruins alive. The Beiming family is the head of the four great families in Wuque Palace. , I'm afraid they will attack our clan again in the future!" Zhao Taizhong thought about thousands of conjectures and said it in one breath, for fear that the elders would fall into the trap of the Beiming family by mistake. asked.

"Oh, this is fate! As soon as Ancestor Fusheng dies! The Beiming family can't wait to plot. It seems that this calamity cannot be avoided." The black-robed old man Zhao Yuedu is the only Yuanying ancestor of the Zhao family. , naturally well aware of the grievances and resentments between the family and the Beiming clan.

"Zhong'er, please forget your feud with Bei Mingxue for now. Now that Bei Ming is powerful, I, the Zhao family, can only compromise." Zhao Fengxian was silent for a moment and said to the young man.

Zhao Taizhong had a look of hatred on his face, but his tone was unusually calm: "Grandpa, you put the overall situation first, and of course my grandson knows it very well. For now, just pretend that this matter never happened."

Zhao Yuedu lowered his eyes and said nothing.

Zhao Fengxian on the side clenched his teeth immediately after hearing these words, with a look of humiliation on his face.

The Beiming clan is the head of the four powerful families in Wuque Palace. There are many masters in the family and hundreds of millions of people. There are as many as six Nascent Soul Realm monks.

The most important thing is that the deputy palace master of Wuque Palace is Fu surnamed Beiming. This person is a peak monk with a cultivation level as high as the ninth level. He is famous even in the entire Tiancheng Continent.

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Three days passed by in a flash.

The short night is about to pass away, and a trace of fish belly white is unknowingly revealed at the end of the vast sea of ​​sand.

The slightly cold morning wind kept blowing from the far north. At this time, in the depths of darkness, several huge shadows like mountains gradually emerged.

As the sun emerged from the horizon, the darkness quickly passed away, and waves of thunderous roars came closer and closer, shaking the yellow sand all over the ground.

Several huge boats over a hundred feet high, bulging like a ball in the middle, with sharp ends at both ends, and silvery white in the shape of a spindle, suddenly rushed out of the darkness and sailed toward the northern oasis along the desolate and lifeless yellow sand Dead Sea.

The hulls of these giant desert boats are all covered with various scars. Some are relatively shallow, just large scratches, and some are very serious. Not only the coronal silver layer wrapped in it has been torn Even the ship tower on Class A collapsed and almost fell into ruins.

Seen from a distance, these giant desert boats seem to be moving close to the ground, with yellow sand flying on both sides as they pass, setting off a long wave of yellow sand along the way.

But if you take a closer look, you can see that the bottom of the giant boat is three feet above the ground. This is because the bottom of the boat is covered with dense blowholes. Countless violent airflows spurt out from the holes, sweeping the yellow sand from the surface into the sky, blowing it into the sky. Ten miles away.

Zhao Sheng stood at the bow of the ship with his hands behind his hands. Divine light flashed in his eyes. He looked into the distance through the light curtain covering the ship. At the end of his field of vision, he could vaguely see the rolling clouds, which quickly became dark and oppressive. It seemed that he could feel The last calm before the sandstorm.

At this moment, around the deck of the giant boat where Zhao Sheng was, stood monks in white robes holding wind flags. They all had serious expressions and were ready to use their magic weapons at any time to speed up the giant boat and escape the scope of the black sand storm as soon as possible.

Boom, boom,

Just when the atmosphere gradually became solemn and depressing, there was a sudden sound of bones being chewed around Zhao Sheng.

Zhao Sheng frowned slightly, turned his head and looked over, and saw Sha Sheng holding an oily thigh bone in his hands, stuffing it into his mouth, two rows of big white teeth clicked a few times, and a section of the bone was chewed into dregs, mixed with Swallow the bone marrow together. Relaxed as if chewing sugar cane.

At this time, Sha Sheng was wearing a wide robe, which looked like a child wearing adult clothes, which seemed extremely inappropriate.

However, Shasheng didn't care about the eyes of others at all, and his mind was entirely focused on chewing the bones.

Zhao Sheng felt thoughtful when he saw Shasheng eating deliciously.

After three days of getting along with him, he already had a deeper understanding of Sha Sheng's special physique.

There is no doubt that the physique of sand-growing animals is extremely adaptable, and the harsher the environment, the more amazing its degree of adaptation and evolution.

After careful investigation, Zhao Sheng was surprised to find that countless toxins had accumulated in Sha Sheng's body, and now it had formed a strange "mixed poison" that even Zhao Sheng found troublesome.

This "mixed poison" was almost all over Sha Sheng's body, as if it had become a part of his body.

If you only look at Sha Sheng's strength, it's not worth mentioning at all. But if he is forced to spit out the "mixed poison" in his body, in Zhao Sheng's opinion, once this poison invades the human body, even a Golden Core monk will be unable to resolve it.

And as Shasheng swallows more poisonous insects and poisons, the "mixed poison" in his body will continue to evolve and become more and more "unsolvable".

In a sense, Sha Sheng's special physique can almost be called the "Ten Thousand Poison Spirit Body".

One day, when he eats all the strange poisons in the world, his physique will evolve to an unimaginable level.

At that time, it would be difficult for Zhao Sheng to guess how powerful the "mixed poison" in Sha Sheng's body was. He was afraid that the Immortal Immortal might be poisoned and die from the poison.

Just when Zhao Sheng was deep in thought, Sha Sheng suddenly swallowed the bone residue, his face full of expectation, and shouted loudly: "Master, that good man is here again."

Zhao Sheng raised his head in response, and happened to see an old man with curly hair and yellow eyes, wearing a white robe, walking towards here.

"The black sandstorm is coming. Fellow Tianqiong Daoist, it's best to go back to the room and don't stay by the boat for a long time." The curly-haired old man smiled brightly and reminded him kindly.

Zhao Sheng frowned inadvertently and said calmly: "Yes, I understand! Just step back."

The person who came was none other than the owner of this giant desert boat, Jindan Master Hu Jiutong.

The day before yesterday, when Zhao Sheng and Sha Sheng descended from the sky and landed on this ship, it immediately caused quite a stir.

The captain Hu Jiutong showed up in a hurry, and soon became very interested in the two masters, not out of ulterior motives, but out of deep fear.

At that time, Zhao Sheng only leaked a hint of aura in a very subtle way, which shocked Hu Jiutong, and then he repeatedly tried to please him.

After two days, Sha Sheng was "fed" by a large amount of delicious food delivered to his door, and he already regarded Hu Jiutong as a great good person.

Facing Zhao Sheng's indifference, Hu Jiutong didn't take it seriously at all, and still said with a smile: "Friend Tianqiong Daoist doesn't know something. There are many vicious sand bandit groups on this route. Whenever a black sandstorm blows, it's... The best time for the Sand Pirates to attack.

This gang of villains often relies on the tide of beasts to first consume the strength of the fleet, and then swarm them forward. Once they are allowed to capture the giant ship, they will perform the Inner Demon Initiation Technique on everyone on board. Those who failed became slaves, while those who succeeded in assimilating became new sand pirates without exception. "

After hearing this, Zhao Sheng's expression remained unchanged, but he couldn't help but feel a little curious. It sounds like the "Inner Demon Initiation Method" mentioned by this person is very weird, and it seems to have some merit.

Hu Jiutong's eyes darkened when he saw this, but he immediately changed the topic, lowered his head to Sha Sheng, and smiled kindly: "My little friend, my uncle has specially prepared a big meal for you. Do you want to go and eat?"

Sha Sheng's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he nodded repeatedly: "I want to eat, I want to eat! Master, are you going or not?"

Good guy!

This kid is as delicious as life, but at least he still remembers that he has a master he "just worshiped".

Zhao Sheng couldn't help but smile, but he relaxed and allowed Sha Sheng to go down and have a big meal.

After Sha Sheng got his permission, he ate the bones in his hands in two bites, and then followed Hu Jiutong away in a hurry.

This child is obviously extremely wary of everything, but as soon as he hears something delicious, he immediately forgets everything.

Zhao Sheng watched the cheap apprentice quickly slip under Class A and thought to himself that he would have to make Sha Sheng suffer a few more times in the future. Otherwise, even if someone sells it, you won’t know what happened.

At this time, he suddenly raised his eyebrows and turned back to look at the dark and misty sky. He just suddenly sensed a strange wave.

"Here it comes again!" Zhao Sheng's eyes flashed, and the strange fluctuation came from the dark sky, which was a little clearer than before.

After Zhao Sheng stared for a moment, he slowly withdrew his gaze and began to look towards the desert in the south. The corners of his mouth raised slightly, revealing a sneer.

Not long after, a ray of light suddenly flew up from the giant desert boat ahead and flew quickly towards the giant boat at Zhao Sheng's feet.

At this time, Hu Jiutong, who was wearing a white robe and curly hair, hurriedly walked out and looked up at the flying light.

At this moment, his expression was serious, but slightly weird.

In the blink of an eye, the light fell into Class A, revealing a middle-aged man with white armor. This man had red eyes, a nose, and thick golden hair. His appearance and body shape were quite different from those of ordinary people.

Zhao Sheng recognized this person. He was Jin Tianhou, the owner of another sand boat. He was also Hu Jiutong's senior brother. His cultivation level was in the late Jindan stage.

This fleet was originally the property of Tianxing Sect, but now it is temporarily in charge of Jin Tianhou.

Jin Tianhou didn't pay attention to Zhao Sheng at all. As soon as he showed up, he found his junior brother Hu Jiutong and handed him a storage bag directly, and then the two of them communicated spiritually for a while.

After the explanation, the man immediately disappeared into the sky and hurried back to the giant desert boat at the front.

A moment later, a strong wind blew up, flying sand and rocks all over the ground. The overwhelming yellow sand swept in crazily from the sand sea in the south. The entire world immediately became blurred, and the vision was blocked by the wild sand.

"Look, what is that?"

At this moment, among the white-robed guards scattered around the ship, someone suddenly exclaimed.

"Look over there, something is coming..." Immediately afterwards, screams came one after another.

Zhao Sheng looked up and saw a black hurricane in the distance tearing into the sky, carrying billions of tons of sand and gravel, rolling in. The sky and the earth were as dark as night, as if the end of the world was coming.

In front of the hurricane sandstorm, a long black line spread like a "tide" quickly towards this side. In the tide, you can clearly see sandworms, fire ants, flying camels, sand wolves, and stone pythons. Waiting for countless desert creatures.

Among them, there are tens of thousands of giant pincer poisonous scorpions alone. The scorpion swarm occupies an area of ​​hundreds of miles, and is as dark as a black tide, approaching at an extremely fast speed.

Running at the front of the scorpion group was the poisonous scorpion king with nine heads as huge as an elephant. The pair of huge pairs of pincers are half the size of the body, with a layer of strange black light on the surface. A thick and huge scorpion tail is tied high at the end, and a crescent-shaped poisonous hook hangs at the end, shining fiercely. Cold light.

"That's...the Black Death Scorpion with giant pincers..." Looking at the massive group of scorpions, someone exclaimed.

Among the strange beasts that survive in the endless desert, the Giant-clawed Black Death Scorpion is not very powerful, but what is terrifying about it is its extremely large number and horrifying toxicity. Once a huge tide of beasts forms and attacks overwhelmingly, even Jindan Daoist will be killed. To run away.

"Why are you panicking..." At this moment, Hu Jiutong finally spoke, and his calm voice instantly spread throughout the giant boat. All of a sudden, the panic on the ship was suppressed. ..

"It's just a small wave of beasts. This size is not enough to destroy the fleet. Pass the order and all passengers should return to their cabins."

After saying that, Hu Jiutong's tone became extremely flamboyant, and he said with high spirits: "Young children, immediately raise the wind-controlling flags. Let's fly the boat to the sky again."

Zhao Sheng was not aware of it, and his eyes passed over the beast tide and looked into the depths of the sandstorm hurricane. There were pitch-black "balls" undulating with the storm.

These "balls" are actually special warships, which are the usual flying weapons of the Sand Pirates.

"Hmph, it's best not to provoke me to take action." Zhao Sheng withdrew his gaze, muttered to himself, then disappeared from Class A without a trace in a flash.

As the vanguard of the beast tide, the black scorpion tide surged in overwhelmingly and soon blocked the path of the giant desert boat.

It's a pity that their efforts are destined to be in vain. The giant desert boats have already risen into the sky, hundreds of feet above the ground.

The desert giant boat's defenses were fully deployed, and it was supported by layers of wind and waves. While resisting the increasingly strong wind around it, it rode the wind and waves and flew to the north at the fastest speed.