Ascension Through Generations

I don’t know how long it took, but the darkness slowly passed away.

Zhao Sheng opened his eyes suddenly and felt weak inside his body, as if his vitality had been severely damaged.

He looked around and saw the familiar blue sky and white clouds, with the sun hanging high in the sky...

But Zhao Sheng quickly noticed the difference.

The world around him has become more real than before. The breeze is gentle and chilling, and the sun is hot and warm on his body.

Zhao Sheng took two steps forward, flicked his fingers, and a ray of sword light shot out from his fingertips and sank directly into the ground, leaving a thin hole.

Seeing this scene, Zhao Sheng frowned slightly.

Because he found that the power of the sword light was much smaller than the previous two times, or that the world was becoming more and more real, but his own strength was greatly reduced.

".Is the 'world' becoming more real? Or is 'I' gradually integrating into this 'world'?"

Zhao Sheng was not in a hurry to start, but stopped where he was, thinking to himself.

He sensed the true energy in his body and realized that his cultivation level had dropped to around the fourth level of the Golden Core.

If he "dies" one or two more times, he may not even be able to maintain the golden elixir realm, and by then, the situation may become more dangerous and even fall into despair.

Thinking of this, Zhao Sheng's expression became more solemn.

…

In the forbidden area behind the Qiuling Sect, the Ancestral Hall stands hidden in a mountain valley. The formation light outside the hall is covered in the sunlight, reflecting a layer of sparkling spiritual light.

Zhao Sheng hid his figure, quietly escaped from the distance, and landed silently on a hill.

At this time, Saintess Lingluo was already waiting here.

As soon as she saw Zhao Sheng revealed his figure, a strange color flashed in her eyes.

"Fellow Daoist Zhao, why are you so late?"

Zhao Sheng looked her over and over, and said with a chuckle: "I just dealt with some personal matters. Fellow Daoist Lingluo, you look bad? Could it be that?"

Before he could finish speaking, Saintess Lingluo interrupted: "That's right! Aren't you the same?"

Although she could not find out how much strength the other party had left, Lingluo was convinced that the other party was not much better than herself. She could barely maintain the level of Jindan, which was already very good.

Zhao Sheng did not dwell on this topic. He turned around and looked around, his consciousness spreading out quietly.

"one two three"

Zhao Sheng was slightly surprised, because there were seven different auras appearing in his induction. Each of these auras was like a torch in the darkness, standing out clearly and without concealing their existence.

He thought about it again and immediately understood the intentions of the others.

The Patriarch Hall is clearly visible there.

If you want to enter it, you will inevitably expose yourself, so hiding your body in the dark will undoubtedly be unnecessary.

At this moment, a ray of light suddenly flew out from behind the mountain and landed in front of the Patriarch Hall.

As soon as the brilliance faded, it was clear that he was Tianluo Zi again.

"Walk!"

When Zhao Sheng saw this, he immediately gave Ling Luo a soft drink. After saying that, he jumped into the air and flew quickly towards the Ancestral Master Hall.

Saintess Lingluo's thoughts were racing, she stepped on the ground with her feet, her body flashed, and she followed closely behind Zhao Sheng.

At the same time, one after another escaping light also came from all directions, not much slower than Zhao Sheng and the others.

In the blink of an eye, there were eight more figures on the square in front of the Patriarch Hall.

Zhao Sheng and Ling Luo occupied the southeast corner of the square, their eyes swept over the others, and they soon recognized their respective identities.

In addition to Zhao Sheng and the other two, those who arrived here were Tian Luozi, Xiao Jiuke, Bu Zhun Laodao, Xin Baiqin, Zuo Lingsun and Zi Lingxianzi and his wife.

Originally, a total of thirteen people came in, but only eight people showed up now, and the remaining five people were not present.

Zhao Sheng thought secretly: "Taoist Miaomiao didn't show up either. Is he really dead or he didn't find the target? Or maybe he just hid in the dark and tried to be a fisherman. What about the other four people? Do they also want to be fishermen?"

Just as he was thinking secretly, Tian Luozi sneered twice, glanced at the seven people present, and said solemnly: "Now that you have found this place. Well, before going in, we might as well do it first One game.”

Tianluozi practiced many kinds of spiritual consciousness and secret methods in his early years. He believed that the weakening of his energy and spirit was much lower than that of others. Now he still retains 60% of his strength and is not afraid of being attacked by others.

That's why he "talks wildly".

Of course, Tianluozi actually has other plans, and the others don't know the truth and can easily fall into his trap.

hehe!

At this time, Zhao Sheng suddenly smiled casually and said: "Senior brother, what you said is too much. We are from the same sect, why should we go to the point of making a fight."

As soon as these words came out, others immediately woke up.

Zhao Sheng did not wait for others to make a move. After finishing speaking, he turned around and walked to the door of the Patriarch Hall, bowed his head and saluted, and at the same time said loudly: "Master Hanzhang of the Weapon Refining Peak wants to enter the Patriarch Hall today to worship the ancestors of all generations. Please open the door, ancestor."

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw that the formation mask covering the outside of the Patriarch Hall cracked open a passage two people wide.

Zhao Sheng smiled slightly and stepped through the formation mask.

With a creak, the door slowly opened under the gaze of everyone.

Seeing this scene, Tian Luozi was filled with hatred, and Lingluo, Xiao Jiuke, Zuo Lingsun and others quickly imitated his example.

"The master of Alchemy Peak is holding a raft..."

"The elder who taught the inner sect is in trouble..."

"..."

Not long after, eight people entered the Patriarch Hall together.

Looking at it, the whole hall is in the shape of a round sky and a square place. The hall is like a cover, and it is covered with paintings of the sun, moon, stars, animals, birds, insects and other living things.

The ground is covered with square pieces of milky white jade. Upon closer inspection, they are all middle-grade spiritual stones. These spiritual stones are emitting dense spiritual energy under the influence of the formation.

The walls are carved with dense and complex spiritual patterns. The patterns are winding and overlapping. They look like birds, beasts and insects, but they are all specious. They are clearly primitive runes from ancient times.

There are eight passages in the eight directions of the southeast, northwest and northwest of the palace. The entrances of the passages are blocked by a light wall, making it difficult to see the scene behind them.

The Patriarch Hall seems to be one palace, but it is actually divided into several different sacrificial halls. Each sacrificial hall worships and enshrines a founder of the Qiuling Sect.

After Zhao Sheng and others entered the Patriarch Hall, the light wall of one of the passages suddenly disappeared, and an old man in black robes with chicken skin and black hair, black spots all over his face, and a lifeless body slowly walked out.

As soon as this person appeared, Zhao Sheng and others immediately bowed and saluted: "Hanzhang (Hanfa), I have met the founder."

"No courtesy!" The old man in black robe weakly raised his hand.

"I already know your purpose of coming. Come with me!"

After saying that, the old man turned around and walked into the passage.

Hearing this, Zhao Sheng was shocked, and the others also had strange expressions on their faces.

Unlike the ignorant people outside, this black-robed patriarch seems to know everyone's true identity and the purpose of everyone coming here.

Zhao Sheng even noticed that every time this person spoke, the death aura on his body became stronger.

"Who is this person?" He secretly asked a question in his heart.

At this time, Tianluozi and others were already rushing into the passage, fearing that they would be overtaken by others if they were too late.

Zhao Sheng slowed down a bit and fell behind everyone.

Of course, he doesn't think that taking the first step will bring greater benefits.

The passage of more than ten feet was passed in an instant.

Everyone came to a small sacrificial hall. It is said to be small, but in fact it covers an area of ​​100 square meters.

The air here is filled with an intoxicating fragrance, and you will feel refreshed and relaxed after just one whiff.

The source of the exotic fragrance comes from the altar at the top. To be precise, it comes from the "person" sitting cross-legged with eyes closed on the altar.

This "person" has rosy skin, exudes a touch of coercion, and looks like a living person.

But everyone knows that this "person" has been dead for who knows how many years. This is the remains of the ancestor, and has been refined into an ancestor's corpse by the Qiuling Cult.

At a critical moment, the ancestral corpse can "awaken" again and kill the invading enemy.

The old man in black robe made curse seals with both hands, and cast out a stream of curse light, which fell on the ancestor's corpse.

Under the gaze of everyone, the ancestral corpse glowed with a layer of light, and its body slowly floated into the air.

Buzz!

After a buzzing sound, the altar suddenly sank, revealing a dark pit with a diameter of about ten feet.

"Get down!"

The old man in black robe said hello, then ducked and flew into the pit.

Everyone saw this and got in one after another.

As soon as he entered the pit, his eyes suddenly went dark. At this moment, a huge force came from the darkness around him, and his body was suddenly imprisoned, unable to move.

Zhao Sheng immediately realized that this was the formation restriction at work, so he did not struggle and let his body fall straight down.

Not long after, he felt his body become lighter and his feet touched the ground.

The surrounding restraining force was removed, and Zhao Sheng relaxed and regained his freedom.

He looked up and saw a large, empty grotto in front of him. Deep in the grotto, a real dragon head as huge as a mountain burst out of the ground, roaring towards the sky.

The dragon's head has clear scales. The dragon's scales are stacked and spread out like flowing water. It is as big as a wheel and exudes a divine light like jade.

The dragon's eyes are like the sun and moon, dazzling and illuminating the darkness of the cave.

The dragon horns on the head are like two huge spears rising into the sky, almost ready to pierce the sky.

At a glance, this huge true dragon head is exuding astonishing pressure. Facing it directly is like facing a naturally high-level creature. Lower creatures will instinctively feel inexplicable fear and awe.

"Qiu Emperor's Tomb! We are facing a certain death, should we go in or not?!" Old Taoist Bu Zhun looked at the dragon's head in front of him and couldn't help but groaned, his expressions of excitement and fear kept changing on his face.

At this moment, the old man in black robe turned around and looked at everyone. His face was hidden in the darkness and his expression could not be seen clearly.

"You can go in, remember to enter through the dragon's mouth. Who comes first?"

The old man's voice was straight and straight, without any fluctuations, but Zhao Sheng could faintly sense a hint of excitement deep in the other person's heart, or perhaps a long-awaited unwillingness and desire.

"I'll do it!" Tianluozi was unwilling to be the last to be followed, and took the lead.

"I'm willing to go!"

"Me first!"

At the same time, Xiao Jiuke and others also spoke one after another.

That is to say, the old man in black robe was in front of him, otherwise several people would have set off and rushed in.

The old man in black robe slowly scanned everyone's faces with his turbid eyes, and then said indifferently: "Han Fa is the first, Gui Nan, Gui Zhen are second and third. Then there are Han Zhang and Han Shan."

This person specified the order of entry in just one sentence, and although his voice was breathless, it was completely irrefutable.

Zhao Sheng's eyes shrank slightly when he heard this. The first four people designated by the old man were Xiao Jiuke, Tian Luozi, Xin Baiqin and him.

They exactly correspond to the previous four-headed Nascent Soul Ghost King, and you can tell it's not a coincidence at a glance.

It should be that from the moment he entered the Rebirth Hall, the mysterious leader had carefully planned everything, and the situation was evolving smoothly as he imagined, just like the scene before him.

Not long after, Xiao Jiuke and the three people in front flew into the dragon's mouth one after another and disappeared.

Seeing the black-robed old man's gaze cast on him, Zhao Sheng no longer hesitated, soared into the air and turned into a rainbow of light and rushed into the dragon's mouth.

As soon as he entered the dragon's mouth, Zhao Sheng felt his eyes go dark, the world around him was spinning, and he was dizzy.

The next moment, his body sank and he fell down. When his feet were firmly planted, his waist and spine exerted force and he immediately stood still.

Whoops!

Zhao Sheng's eyes seemed to be blind, and he could not see any light. At the same time, his spiritual consciousness and true energy were imprisoned in his body by an indescribable force, and he could not mobilize it at all.

At this moment, a high and low sound of childish snoring came from the depths of the darkness, as if a little baby was sleeping there.

Faced with such a strange scene, Zhao Sheng did not act rashly, but stood there and waited patiently for a long time.

I don’t know how long it took, but the snoring gradually stopped.

Suddenly,

Zhao Sheng's eyes brightened, and the darkness around him instantly dissipated.

A chaotic and hazy strange space with no distinction between heaven and earth suddenly appeared.

This space is not big, with only a dozen ordinary people. The sea of ​​blood surges at the edge of the space, which is majestic, mysterious and dead.

Light bloomed in the space, and the source turned out to be a fat baby less than two feet tall, with red lips, white teeth, tender and round pink lips, and a happy face.

But there was no expression on this fat baby's face, and his eyes were empty and cold, like a living dead.

However, Zhao Sheng could clearly sense that this child's body contained unimaginable vitality, which was so astonishing that he had never seen it before in his seven lifetimes.

Seeing him was like seeing a newborn world.

Zhao Sheng knew that this was just his illusion. How could a person compare with the world?

But somehow, he subconsciously came up with this idea.

"Huh? Where are the others?"

Looking at the strange scene, a strange idea suddenly came to Zhao Sheng's mind.

In the blink of an eye, he suppressed this thought again, showed a sincere and gentle smile to the fat baby, and said softly and calmly: "I, Taoist Hanzhang, may I ask your Excellency, where is the boundary of this place?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Fatty suddenly spoke: "You lied!"

Compared to his expressionless face, this child's voice was unusually clear and innocent, but his words were too straightforward.

Zhao Sheng was startled when he heard this and didn't know how to respond.

He waited for a moment, but after the fat boy finished speaking, he remained silent, as if he had transformed into a sculpture.

Seeing this, Zhao Sheng was filled with doubts, so he tried again: "May I ask you your surname?"

"Only!"

"Only?!!"

When Zhao Sheng heard this, his heart was shaken, and his face showed an expression of unbelievable shock.

How could anyone in the world take the name of "only" unless they are not human beings!

Zhao Sheng's mind was spinning, he suppressed his fear, and tried for the third time: "Star God?!"