Ascension Through Generations

In response to Zhao Sheng's sinister tone, Master Jiu Chi smiled indifferently and said: "Brother Zhao, don't blame me for not reminding you. You care about the life and death of mortals, but the human race will not accept your kindness. Be careful not to please both sides! Don't forget the human race. There is an old saying, if you are not of my kind, your heart will be different.”

Zhao Sheng raised his eyebrows when he heard this and looked at the meaningful Master Jiu Chi, but did not open his mouth to argue.

Seeing this situation, Jiu Chi made up his mind and immediately pursued the victory. He said with a warm smile: "I just heard that you were going to the refugee city. I happen to have nothing to do. I just go with you for a while."

"It's such a small matter, so there's no need to bother senior." Zhao Sheng declined.

"It's okay. I am idle and bored, so I just want to catch up with you. When I return to Lingyuan, I might even ask for a favor from you." Jiu Chi was surprisingly thick-skinned, and did not deliberately maintain his real image in front of his juniors. mean.

The reason why Jiu Chi communicated with Zhao Sheng on an equal footing was even a little bit to please him.

Not only because Zhao Sheng was chosen by the Ice King, the Ice King held a high position, and after being promoted to Nascent Soul, he would become a big boss in the Demon Ruins.

And he is a member of the Ice King's lineage. To befriend Zhao Sheng is to be in the Ice King's favor.

In addition, he also took a fancy to Zhao Sheng's potential and deliberately made friends with him in advance.

Without morals, anything is possible!

Seeing this, Zhao Sheng had nothing to do with him, so he turned around and told the ice girl, "Go to the Refugee City!"

As soon as the Ice Girl bowed her body and said yes, Jiu Chi suggested enthusiastically: "Hey, let me let my tiger owl take us there! The Refugee City is dozens of miles away from here. Let's go faster!"

"..."

Russia,

Tiger Owl flapped its wings and flew up, carrying Zhao Sheng, Master Jiu Chi and others to the southwest of Longshou Island.

The Refugee City is thirty miles deep into the inner island of Longshou Island. It was originally a large mortal city, but is now temporarily requisitioned as a prison city to hold mortal refugees.

Near the Refugee City is the largest alluvial plain on Longshou Island, with thousands of miles of fertile fields. It is a famous food crop production area and supports nearly 10 million people on Longshou Island.

As the tiger owl gradually penetrated into the inner island, Zhao Sheng was surprised to find that except for the cities and towns along the coast that were destroyed by sea beasts, the fields, villages, and cities on the inner island were rarely affected, and most of them had not experienced war. The villages and towns were in order, with ordinary people working at sunrise and resting at sunset, as if the battle to attack the island dozens of miles away had nothing to do with them.

Seeing Zhao Sheng's surprise, Master Jiu Chi couldn't help but smile proudly: "Brother Zhao, don't you think it's quite surprising!"

"It's quite unexpected." Zhao Sheng said bluntly.

"Hehe! You are still ignorant and don't understand the truth. The knowledge here is too deep. Not to mention you, even I only know a few things."

"oh"

Zhao Sheng nodded thoughtfully, but had no intention of continuing to ask.

Master Jiu Chi's face froze when he saw this, and he was thinking about how to arouse the other party's interest in continuing to ask.

At this moment, the tiger owl closed its wings and swooped down suddenly.

On the ground below, a large city covering an area of ​​dozens of miles, with houses and buildings that looked like ancient times, came into view.

boom!

Hu Xiao landed on a specially opened square in the center of the city.

Zhao Sheng and others jumped off the Tiger Owl and saw two pairs of people walking quickly from the edge of the square.

The leaders were two bald giants nearly two feet tall and with bulging muscles. You could tell at a glance that they were from the sea giant clan.

Behind them were a dozen or so sluggish-looking humans, both young and old, men and women.

Everyone wears a silver-white collar around their neck, and they are all immortal cultivators.

"Who is here? Please—"

Halfway through his words, he suddenly stopped.

At this time, the ice girl took out a round token carved from thousand-year-old ice jade from her sleeve. An ancient rune was engraved on the front, and a towering ice peak was carved on the back.

"The Ice King's order is here, please retreat quickly!"

The two sea giants looked at each other, knelt down and saluted, stroking their chests, and shouted: "Here! I'm resigning."

At this time, the human slave guards behind them all knelt down when they saw this.

After the two sea giants saluted, they immediately stood up, turned around and left with their slave guards.

Looking at the backs of the human cultivators who were retreating, Zhao Sheng's eyes were incomprehensible.

Just now, he was keenly aware that the eyes of these people looking at him were full of fear and panic, but there were also a few young people with incomparable resentment hidden deep in their eyes.

After being undercover for a hundred years, Master Jiu Chi's skills in observing words and emotions have undoubtedly been fully developed.

When he saw this scene, his heart moved, and he immediately pretended to smile and said: "Brother Zhao, do you know? This refugee city is almost autonomous by the human race, and there are less than thirty people who belong to us. And in the city Everyone has enough to eat and sleep. Except that there is no freedom, it is no different from the outside.

Our spirit race is a hundred times nobler than the human race. As long as these people stay here obediently, we don't even bother using punishments and other abuses. "

Zhao Sheng asked in a deep voice: "How many people are here?"

"About half a million! Most of them are mortals. Hehe, they are all direct relatives of the third generation of human immortal cultivators."

Zhao Sheng stood in the center of the square and released his consciousness with all his strength.

His consciousness spread out and scanned the surroundings, seeing that the rooms, floors, and corridors of the surrounding buildings were full of people.

Most of the people had sad expressions, with a look of fear and uneasiness, but their faces were rosy, as if they had never suffered from hunger.

At this time, the refugee city was very quiet, and the air was filled with a depressing atmosphere of death.

Zhao Sheng walked down the square and walked casually along the main road in the city.

Upon inspection with his spiritual sense, the buildings on both sides of the street were also full of people. They only moved around in a limited space and rarely went out.

After walking a few miles, Master Jiu Chi said proudly: "How's it going? I'm not lying to you! The moral sentiments of the spirit race are a hundred times nobler than the dirty and despicable human race."

""Where are the immortal cultivators? Were they all executed? "Zhao Sheng asked coldly.

"Haha! Those above the foundation-building level were imprisoned in prisons, and most of the rest were planted in spiritual prisons and thrown into the spiritual mines for mining. There are rich mineral deposits under the sea near Longshou Island, and mining is also a waste utilization."

Zhao Sheng pondered secretly after listening.

The way the Spirit Race treats the cultivators is really strange, and the establishment of the Refugee City is even more bizarre inside and out.

The Spirit Race and the Human Race are obviously life and death enemies. Why did he not choose to kill people after capturing Longshou Island?

Could it be that the Star God is behind all of this?

At this time, Zhao Sheng suddenly had an idea and thought that the 500,000 people and immortal cultivators in the refugee city were all "hostages".

Perhaps there is some kind of deal between the top brass of the two clans after all?

Zhao Sheng was surprised by his bold idea.

suddenly,

He stopped and frowned slightly.

Because a strange scene suddenly appeared within his consciousness.

In a courtyard twenty-one feet away on his left. There was actually a rally going on.

The courtyard was crowded with people, and a high platform was built in the middle. On the high platform, an old monk in black armor sat cross-legged.

At this time, he was preaching Buddhist scriptures to the people below.

"Boruo Buddhas, the light shines for immeasurable kalpas."

Zhao Sheng raised his head and looked towards the yard, his consciousness swept over the old monk, only to find that this man was aging and was a mortal.

Zhao Sheng turned around and asked: "Senior Jiu Chi, are monks allowed to preach in the refugee city?"

"Well, it seems you have discovered it too! It's no big deal. The ancient Buddhism is preaching here with the tacit approval of the higher-ups. Besides, this is an internal matter of the human race. It has nothing to do with our spiritual race. If ancient Buddhism can fight against the Star God Palace, It's better when you get up." Master Jiu Chi said nonchalantly.

Zhao Sheng turned around, his eyes flashed for a few times, and then continued to walk forward.

When everyone reached the city gate, Zhao Sheng secretly counted and found three monks along the way, and there were thousands of bewitched "believers" in the city.

When everyone is fearful, it is the best time to preach.

Ancient Buddhism is really good at finding opportunities, and I'm afraid it also has a deal with the Eldar.

In addition, Zhao Sheng also discovered that the proportion of pregnant women in the city was very high, and he saw many strange things about prostitution during the day.

This made him suspect that everything was done intentionally by the Spiritual Race.

As for why? It was obviously to give birth to as many spiritual-rooted babies as possible.

Zhao Sheng sighed inwardly, the Spirit Clan's abacus was really good!

…

When Zhao Sheng was exploring the Refugee City, he found a spiritual cave deep in a second-order spiritual vein located a hundred miles northwest of Longshou Island and under the sea.

The cave is covered in silver, and everywhere is filled with cold ice. Flowers of ice are floating and swirling in the cave. As soon as it hits the wall, it physically explodes, freezing everything. Snow-white frost spreads everywhere, and you can feel the bone-chilling chill coming to your face.

On the ice seat deep in the spiritual cave, a young man in white clothes with silver hair was sitting cross-legged and clasping his hands, white light coming from his mouth and nose, causing the surrounding ice energy to fluctuate.

Suddenly, the jade medal on the man's waist flashed continuously. The silver-haired young man frowned, reached out and took off the jade medal, and inserted a ray of spiritual consciousness into it.

The next moment, the light on the surface of the jade card flowed, and some information poured into the mind of the silver-haired young man. His face suddenly became extremely cold.

"Zhao Chonghe!...Haha!" The silver-haired young man muttered to himself, sneered, and soon fell silent again.

At the same time, somewhere in a secret space underground on Longshou Island. A skinny young man wearing a hundred-skull robe and a middle-aged man wearing a jade crown and ink armor sat opposite each other. On the stone table in the middle was a portrait of a character, which was strikingly similar to Zhao Sheng.

This middle-aged man in black armor is extremely handsome. Although his appearance only reveals his cultivation level in the middle stage of Foundation Establishment, his whole body exudes a mysterious aura.

"Is this the target?" the skinny young man suddenly asked slowly.

The middle-aged man in Mojia smiled noncommittally and said: "This person's real name is Zhao Chonghe. Here are some information about him. Kill him within ten days. The "Skeleton God Codex" will be yours."

"Seriously!" The skinny young man asked with greedy eyes as he was extremely excited.

The middle-aged man pushed over two jade slips and said: "One of them records the first two levels of the "Skeleton God Codex". It is considered a deposit."

The skinny young man snatched the jade slip and penetrated it with his spiritual consciousness. Soon he smiled with surprise and said decisively: "This is a deal! I, Mr. Gu, have taken it!"

…

After returning from the refugee city, Zhao Sheng refused everyone's invitation and locked himself in a training room to practice hard.

Three days later, in the training room, Zhao Sheng was sitting cross-legged with a solemn expression on his face, and he continued to fire magic spells with both hands, and streaks of blood continued to merge into the blood escape talisman in mid-air.

Two quarters of an hour later, after inhaling so much blood essence and spiritual power, the palm-sized blood escape talisman began to shine brightly, gradually producing layers of blood-colored halos.

Seeing this situation, Zhao Sheng perked up and opened his mouth again, spitting out a stream of blood from his heart, which landed on the Blood Escape Talisman.

The blood escape talisman ignited a ball of invisible blood flames.

"melt!"

Zhao Sheng's eyes condensed, and a black light suddenly shot out from the purple palace on his forehead. In a flash, it was submerged in the blood escape talisman.

In an instant, all the blood flames converged and turned into countless mysterious blood-colored runes that appeared on the surface of the talisman.

Zhao Sheng reached out and made a move, and the Blood Soul Talisman flew over and landed on his hand.

This blood escape talisman has mutated into a blood soul talisman because it has been blended with a trace of divine soul.

The blood soul talisman is a second-level special escape talisman that Zhao Sheng has painstakingly studied for nearly a hundred years. He has been researching it since his last life and only recently created it.

Although it is an escape talisman, it has the effect of confusing others, especially for high-level immortal cultivators.

Seeing that the talisman was actually taking shape, Zhao Sheng's eyes showed a hint of joy, and he immediately carefully hid it in the middle of his waist.

Half a month later.

The door to the secret room that had been closed for a long time suddenly opened, and Zhao Sheng walked out slowly.

As a result, as soon as Zhao Shengfang walked out of the room, he suddenly turned his head and looked towards the corridor to one side.

I saw a flash of light over there, and two figures came rushing towards me, as fast as lightning.

Zhao Sheng narrowed his eyes slightly when he saw this. Looking at the momentum, the two men were coming towards him.

Boom boom!

Two figures suddenly landed a few feet in front of Zhao Sheng, causing a flurry of airflow, and the figures of two young men appeared.

The person at the front was wearing a snow-white robe. He was about twenty-seven or eighty-years-old. He had a delicate and handsome appearance. There was a faint starlight shooting out from between his eyebrows, giving people the illusion that the person standing in front of him was not a person, but an ice flower.

Although the other man was tall and thin, every muscle in his body was like steel, and it seemed that he contained extremely strong explosive power.

"Who are you two?" Zhao Sheng asked slowly as he looked at these two people who were obviously coming from bad intentions. His expression did not change.

"I am Wang Foyu of the Spirit Tribe, and this person next to me is Wang Fochong." The man in white robe looked Zhao Sheng up and down and said with a hey.

The muscular man Wang Fochong stared into Zhao Sheng's eyes with dagger-like eyes and did not speak immediately.

"Oh, it turns out they are two young masters from the Spirit Tribe. How disrespectful! I wonder if you two have come here to teach me?" Zhao Sheng ignored the gazes of the two men and asked as usual with an indifferent expression.

"Are you that wild boy who came back from outside?" Wang Fo rushed forward and finally showed a sneer.

"Hmph." When Zhao Sheng heard this, he couldn't help but snorted coldly.

"Very good, but he looks like a human. The two of us came to you to tell you that the Ice King has given up on you. You should stop having such wishful thinking." Wang Foyu said coldly.

When Zhao Sheng heard this, he was slightly startled at first, but then he raised the corners of his mouth slightly and looked at the two people in front of him again with a strange look.

"Why, you need us to say it again? How noble is the Ice King's status? With your humble bloodline, how can you be worthy of the name of the Ice King's disciple?"

Seeing Zhao Sheng's expression, White-robed Wang Foyu snorted and said, his tone full of unquestionable meaning.