Ascension Through Generations

Nine days later, northeast of the Inner Star Sea.

On the boundless sea, the outline of an emerald green island gradually falls into view.

Looking from a bird's eye view, you can see the vast swathes of emerald-green biling grass on Fushan Island as tall as a human being. When a gust of wind blows, it will ripple like waves, emitting a faint fragrance.

At the end of the Biling Grassland, there is a continuous stretch of buildings, layer upon layer. Looking over there, the sound fills the sky, the sword light rises and falls, and countless people walk through the square, making it appear extremely bustling and lively.

At the entrance of a certain market on the edge of Fushan Island, a golden light came through the sky. After falling at the entrance of the market, the light dissipated, revealing Zhao Shenglai wearing a red robe.

This city is where everyone in the Zhao family settles.

In order to resolve the incident as peacefully as possible, Zhao Sheng deliberately changed into a pill robe, and did not restrain his golden pill aura.

When the guards of Fangshi saw the arrival of Jin Dan, they opened the defensive barrier in a panic and let the big man in.

Fushan Island was the location he selected after comprehensive consideration.

As soon as he finished speaking, the window on the top floor of Qingyun Tower was suddenly opened.

After a few breaths, Zhao Sheng's figure suddenly stopped and stopped above a magnificent three-story white jade building.

"Qing Jie is here today because of the great blessings of our ancestors!" The middle-aged man quickly bowed his hands and saluted.

In the jade chair above, Zhao Sheng had an expressionless face and said nothing.

At this time, the Qionggui Zhao family came out from halfway. Not only did they unite vertically and horizontally, but they also had five major foundations. In addition, with the help of Zhao Sheng's name, they successfully forced back many forces, and they were almost done.

Zhao Luochi didn't dare to lie at all at this time and directly revealed the truth.

What's more important is that the forces occupying Lanzhao Valley have been greatly weakened because they have no successors. Now there are only two foundation-building monks left to support the scene.

"Humph, there are quite a few tricks!"

How can the Zhao family gain a foothold on Fushan Island in the future? Wouldn't it make other forces laugh at the Zhao family's cowardice and incompetence?

In fact, in the Broken Star Sea, there are countless people like Zhao Luochi and Zhao Qingjie. Although the "Blood Soul Sutra" is a magic skill, it cannot stand up to its extremely high cost performance.

Ji Jiuxi was originally from the Yingzhao lineage of Xingshen Palace. She worshiped under the ancestor of Fushan in her early years and only came to Fushan Island recently.

He felt a little surprised that this person did not come alone, but actually had someone with him.

"This bottle of second-level Shengsheng Dan is enough to restore your injuries. Now tell me the origin of that person?"

You must know that he has practiced the "Blood Soul Sutra" in his previous two lives, so he naturally knows very well that the Blood Demon Sect has a secret pill for extending life.

"Zhenren Zhao must have misunderstood. I am only accompanying the young master here to watch the battle. I will never interfere in the competition between the young master and the real person." Jiao Zuo smiled bitterly, then flashed and took the initiative to retreat behind the jade-faced master.

"Since everyone has arrived, there is no need to talk nonsense. Let Ji weigh the weight of your golden elixir."

As he spoke, he knelt down to Zhao Sheng and begged in a mournful voice: "Ancestor, maybe Qingjie was just confused for a moment and made friends with demons. But since he has made an oath, considering that the family is in urgent need of manpower at this time, he will Spare him this time."

"Fellow Daoist Jiao, what is your relationship with that person? Are you here to help?"

In an instant, the jade talisman shone brightly in his hand, and a line of light appeared on the surface, with the end of the thread pointing towards the east of Fang City.

Zhao Sheng looked calm, as if he didn't care, and said calmly: "Everyone, get up! Tell me when you first hooked up with the Blood Demon Sect."

What's interesting is that this person is actually an acquaintance of his.

"Don't worry! Ji is also a respectable person, and he doesn't disdain to use conspiracy and tricks to deal with you." The jade-faced young master stood up, looking very proud.

It turns out that more than 40 years ago, people from the Blood Demon Sect tempted Zhao Luochi with the Blood Longevity Pill. He couldn't stand the temptation of extending his life, and finally boarded a pirate ship. Naturally, he got deeper and deeper, and even pulled more Zhao people down. Got water.

Don't ask how Zhao Sheng saw it, and don't ask why he chose this time to expose the truth.

"Ancestor Mingjian, I was confused for a while because I was too eager to be promoted, so I chose to take a risk. I don't dare to do it anymore. I will never practice magic again in the future."

Flying into the air, Zhao Sheng condensed the real energy in his hand, tapped the jade talisman, and input a wisp of real energy.

After Zhao Sheng took a look, he smiled slightly, flashed, and disappeared in an instant.

"Since you're here, please invite fellow Taoist to come down and talk about it!"

He shook his head. Foundation-building monks like Zhao Qingjie, whose character was not up to par, were definitely not a good thing for the Qionggui Zhao family.

Now is not the time to argue with Zhao Luochi and others. The top priority is to resolve the matter first.

In the lobby of the Zhao Mansion, after Zhao Luochi felt that Zhao Sheng had left, his expression turned gloomy, he suddenly stood up with a stamp of his feet, left Zhao Qingjie behind, and quietly left the Zhao Mansion.

"What if I say no?" Zhao Sheng narrowed his eyes and said in a calm tone.

Back at the mansion, Zhao Sheng scanned his consciousness and found that Zhao Luochi was missing and Zhao Qingjie was very drunk.

As he spoke, Zhao Luochi took out a cherry green jade talisman from his sleeve and raised his hands to his chest.

At this time, the man looked over with a smile, stretched out his hand and said, "Fellow Taoist, please sit down!"

After that, Jiao Zuo took the initiative to fly forward and greeted Zhao Sheng with a smile: "Master Zhao, I thought of you and I meet you here again. I haven't seen you for more than half a year. Fellow Taoist, you are still as charming as ever!"

"Whether I am the real golden elixir or not, if you want to force Zhao to withdraw from Lanzhao Valley, it depends on whether your fist is strong enough!" Zhao Sheng put down his words expressionlessly.

But on the plaque on the door of the mansion, two gilded characters shone brightly: "Zhao Mansion".

He slapped the jade case in dissatisfaction, and with a "boom" sound, the jade case collapsed into powder, and the terrifying pressure of the Golden Core realm erupted from his body, actively suppressing Zhao Sheng, like Mount Tai pressing down on top.

The ultimate reason why the Blood Demon Sect cannot be exterminated after repeated suppression, and why it becomes stronger the more it is suppressed, is this "Blood Soul Sutra".

The most terrible thing is that due to the deliberate indulgence of the Blood Demon Sect, the first two scriptures of the "Blood Soul Sutra" were widely spread in the Broken Star Sea, which can be called a flood.

"Ancestor, we don't know the origin of that person. But before he left, that person left a talisman edict and specifically asked us to give it to you."

As soon as these words came out, Zhao Luochi's face instantly turned pale.

Zhao Sheng naturally understood what this meant, and he immediately galloped towards the east with his sword flashing.

With such a comparison, Zhao Luochi simply couldn't help himself.

"Qingyun Peak?!" Zhao Sheng groaned.

The name of the jade-faced young master is Ji Jiuxi, and his identity is transcendent on Fushan Island. His master, the ancestor of Fushan, has a great background. He is not only the uncrowned king of the entire Fushan Island, but also the Supreme Guest Elder of the Star God Palace.

It's just an effect, nothing special!

A group of blood demon sect bosses headed by the Blood God Son have been on the bounty list for decades, but most of the demons are still alive and well, and they still make trouble from time to time.

At the same time, an extremely cold air spread rapidly in the room, and a white light curtain suddenly appeared on the walls around the pavilion. But the next moment, it was frozen and shattered by the cold air with a pop, and the porcelain bottles, tables and chairs in the room also They were silently frozen, collapsed, and turned into puddles of ice powder.

Therefore, the mainstream immortal cultivating forces in the Broken Star Sea deeply hate the Blood Demon Sect, adhering to the attitude that they would rather kill thousands of people than let one go.

Zhao Luochi's body trembled, hesitated for a moment, and after feeling the ancestor's increasingly solemn gaze, he whispered: "Half a month ago, in order to establish his authority, the senior Jindan deliberately seized on a small omission of the junior. , not only did he say that his attack was serious, but he even promised me to give up Lanzhao Valley within a month."

The other party's luck is not low, not only is the blue and red, but the pillar of luck is thirty-six feet high.

Zhao Luochi's face also looked pale, and he knelt down quickly. He scolded him anxiously and fearfully: "Qingjie, you bastard! You dare to touch the demons of the Blood Demon Sect. If you really harm the family, even if you are shattered to pieces. It’s hard not to save him!”

If any golden elixir came out to stir up trouble, he would easily give in.

Over a towering mountain dozens of miles southwest of Fang City, Zhao Sheng stood thousands of feet in the air, quietly looking at the opposite side not far away.

The next day, the sun was high in the sky and there was no cloud in the sky.

As for where Zhao Luochi went? He didn't bother to delve deeper. With his current strength, he was not afraid of the other party's tricks.

Zhao Sheng narrowed his eyes. Just like him, this person was also a real golden elixir. His aura was unpredictable, but he should be above him.

Just a moment later, in the main hall of the Zhao Mansion, Zhao Sheng sat on the jade chair at the top with a calm expression.

"My friend, Zhao has already been invited. If you have something to say, let's speak frankly. We might as well open the skylight and speak frankly."

In a sense, the Blood Demon Sect is like a cancer parasitic in the world of immortality. As long as the "Blood Soul Sutra" is not completely wiped out from this world, the Blood Demon Sect will never be completely destroyed.

This man's face is like a crown jade, his expression is flying, and the brocade and white cloud robe he is wearing is actually a rare robe-like magic weapon.

"Haha, fellow Taoist, you are so happy!" The jade-faced young man was startled for a moment, then burst into laughter.

Seeing this, the jade-faced young man's face changed slightly. After looking at Zhao Sheng again, he snorted and said:

"I asked you why you are so courageous. It turns out that you are also a real gold elixir. Your body refining technique is quite mysterious, and you are not afraid of my cold evil essence."

"In this case, Ji will tell you the truth. The Fang family of Lanzhao Valley was kind to me in the early years. Now, in order to preserve the ancestral heritage, the Fang family now begs to be my disciple. As the old saying goes, a drop of kindness from a cloud should be repaid by a spring. Fellow Taoist, please give Ji a chance to repay your kindness and take the initiative to withdraw from Lanzhao Valley!"

"Ahem, greetings, ancestor. We are not doing our job well, so I have to ask you to do it yourself. It is really shameful."

Weighing the jade talisman, he put it casually under his sleeve. He turned his eyes to the gray middle-aged man and asked lightly: "Qingsuke, I was a little mistaken. I didn't expect you to establish the foundation so quickly."

Zhao Sheng glanced at the gray-haired middle-aged man casually, and then with one hand, he took the cherry green jade talisman into his hand.

After entering in a flash, he saw a jade-faced young man sitting behind a long jade table.

But now, Zhao Qingjie has been promoted to Foundation Establishment due to his practice of the "Blood Soul Sutra".

In the Broken Star Sea, the members of the Blood Demon Sect are so pervasive that no force in the Star Sea Islands dares to boldly guarantee that there are no disciples or clan members who have practiced the "Blood Soul Sutra".

"It is a great joy for the Zhao family that you can build the foundation. The ancestor has nothing to reward you. Here is a bottle of Shen Yuan Blood Replenishing Pill, just take it as my congratulatory gift!"

After saying that, he walked out of the room in a big way.

"Young Master?" Zhao Sheng couldn't help but frown slightly when he heard Jiao Zuo being addressed like this.

Countless immortal cultivators with inferior spiritual roots, countless frustrated people who are stuck and unable to break through the barriers to promotion, are all potential customers of the "Blood Soul Sutra".

Faced with such terrifying cold pressure, Zhao Sheng just raised his eyebrows. After a faint golden light flashed on his body, he endured it as if nothing had happened. Even the jade case in front of him was intact.

When Zhao Luochi said this, his face was full of shame.

"Thank you, ancestor, for the generous gift!"

Zhao Sheng's consciousness swept away, and a light flashed in his eyes.

When the red-haired and yellow-faced Jiao Zuo saw Zhao Sheng, he was first surprised, and then with an embarrassed look on his face, he sent a message to the Jade-faced Young Master’s spiritual consciousness.

"Haha, if you don't let me repay my kindness, you are just enmity. Ji has always been ruthless towards his enemies." The jade-faced young man sneered, and his tone became gloomy and cold.

If you don't have enough strength, don't blame outsiders for taking it away.

Zhao Sheng waved his hand, and a red pill bottle hit Zhao Qingjie's arms like a meteor.

This middle-aged man with gray hair is Zhao Qingjie, the first person under the Zhao family's foundation.

Lanzhao Valley is an area that the Zhao family focuses on. There is a second-level low-grade spiritual vein, multiple spiritual mines, and hundreds of acres of medium- and high-grade medicinal fields.

Unexpectedly, the original owner actually moved in to help.

Zhao Sheng watched this person leave, and after pondering for a while, he ducked and flew out of the window.

In recent years, Lanzhao Valley has been favored by many forces at the same time.

However, before Zhao Qingjie's joy faded, Zhao Sheng suddenly reminded him as if unintentionally: "Since you have been promoted to Foundation Establishment, you should not practice magic skills such as the "Blood Soul Sutra". This will eventually affect the entire family."

When Zhao Sheng heard this, his fingers that were resting on the chair suddenly stopped, a chill flashed across his face, and he asked solemnly: "Your breath is not stable, it seems that you are seriously injured. Who injured you?" ?”

Before, he was quite surprised, thinking that Zhao Luochi had lived for more than two hundred and twenty years. He thought it was an adventure, so he didn't think about it for a moment.

With his mind racing, Zhao Sheng walked to a jade table and sat down generously.

After Zhao Sheng heard this, he waved his long sleeves, and a jade-colored elixir bottle shot out and fell into Zhao Luochi's hands.

Zhao Sheng snorted coldly. After writing down the list of clan members who were connected to the Blood Demon Sect, he stood up and walked out of the lobby, directly rising into the air.

After his spiritual consciousness penetrated it, Zhao Sheng raised his eyebrows slightly and thought to himself: "Let's talk to Qingyun Tower?"

Half an hour later, Zhao Luochi knelt on the ground with a weak breath, while Zhao Qingjie waited tremblingly.

Judging from his unstable breath, he must have only been building the foundation for a few months, and the price he paid was not small.

Before he finished speaking, Zhao Qingjie's expression changed drastically, and he suddenly knelt down, his whole body shaking.

This had to make Zhao suspicious.

Zhao Sheng casually threw a bottle of water elixir as a reward, and then walked into the city with the admiration and awe of the two guards.

"Very good, you have the guts! How about this, tomorrow at noon, you and I will compete at Qingyun Mountain, fifty miles away. If you win, Ji will retreat on his own initiative and no longer get involved in the Lanzhao Valley matter." Mr. Jade Face After rolling his eyes slightly, he suddenly said with a sneer.

Zhao Sheng's eyes flashed, and he sensed the presence of someone with an aura that was not inferior to his.

"Old Ancestor, I am obsessed with things, because I am greedy for life and afraid of death, so..."

The Great Elder Zhao Luochi and a middle-aged man with gray hair stood respectfully below.

After walking around for a while, he stopped in the prosperous area of ​​​​Xibianfang City, where there was a luxurious mansion occupying a large area.

There are hundreds of generations of ascension in the past, and there are hundreds of generations of sanctification in the future.

The waves behind the starting point push the waves ahead, and each wave is stronger than the last.