Ascension Through Generations

When Zhao Sheng was about to arrive in Hezhou, in the center of Cangzhou, a majestic and magnificent mountain peak stood on the top of the clouds. The peak was surrounded by spiritual clouds, and spiritual palaces and treasures were scattered from top to bottom. They were magnificent and magnificent.

This hanging mountain is called Chongdao Peak, and it is the main altar of Tiandao Sect.

After thousands of years of constant sacrifice by the Tiandao Sect, this peak has evolved into an incredibly powerful treasure and is known as a divine peak that will never fall.

The sea of ​​clouds surrounding Chongdao Peak floats around the golden temples. Golden rainbow lights bloom from the mountain peaks, condensing into golden haloes, connecting and covering all the temples. Bursts of mysterious and solemn Sanskrit sounds echo in the sky and the sea of ​​clouds, making people feel People are in awe.

The golden light shines and the sea of ​​clouds billows

On the top of Chongdao Peak, a golden Taoist palace stands majestically

This Taoist palace is a hundred feet high and is entirely golden. It seems to be made of innate gold essence. It emits a golden light like water and is filled with a faint pressure.

In front of the Dao Palace hangs a huge golden plaque with the two characters "Chong Dao" written on it.

In the square paved with top-quality spiritual jade in front of Chongdao Palace, a sudden light burst out, and ancient runes appeared, and then condensed into a white magic circle.

The light flowed in the magic circle, and a halo composed of circles of runes rose up. The next moment, a figure emerged from it.

A middle-aged Taoist priest with a majestic face and a majestic body hurriedly stepped out of the magic circle and flew to the door of the Taoist palace. He couldn't help but take a deep breath.

At this moment, the gate of the Taoist Palace suddenly opened without any wind, and a large piece of soft golden light shone from the palace.

Mu Gongyang took a deep breath again, straightened the edges of his scattered robes, waved his hand and took out a new one, and then solemnly stepped into the Taoist palace.

Just after passing the palace gate, Mu Gongyang lowered his eyebrows and lowered his head, but his spiritual thoughts had secretly passed through the neatly arranged golden dragon pillars on both sides and saw a tall golden figure sitting on it at the end of the hall.

It was an extremely tall middle-aged man who looked like a giant spirit god.

This man wears a golden crown on his head and has unparalleled handsome features. He is so perfect that he looks like an immortal descending from the mortal world.

However, endless majesty emanates from this person, as if this person is the supreme god, and anyone who sees him can only surrender.

"Your Majesty!" Mu Gongyang bowed to the man in gold robe with an extremely respectful expression.

Emperor Yi, the current pope of Tiandao Sect, waved his hand casually and said in a deep voice: "Gongyang, is there something wrong over at Shunzhou Sea?"

With just these words, Mu Gongyang immediately felt sweat on his forehead and his heart trembled.

This pope is extremely terrifying! It was so terrifying that even Mu Gongyang, the master of the Xuntian Hall, trembled in front of him.

Xantian Hall is the intelligence department within the Tiandao Sect responsible for collecting intelligence and monitoring the world.

Logically speaking, Mu Gongyang is the most well-informed person in Tiandao Sect, but he knows that the Pope is the most powerful one. In addition to Xantian Palace, his subordinates also have intelligence channels that are far more terrifying than Xantian Palace. .

Mu Gongyang had vaguely heard of a rumor that could not be confirmed. According to legend, thousands of "gods" in the world are the Pope's eyes and ears.

Although the rumors seem to be unverifiable, it is an ironclad fact that the Pope learned the news earlier than he did.

"yes."

After this thought flashed through, Mu Gongyang quickly agreed, immediately took out a black and red scroll and gave it away gently.

The scroll fell into Emperor Yi's hands. But he didn't even look at it. With a flick of his hand, countless dazzling golden lights condensed out of thin air and turned into a large golden mirror.

A "buzz" sound!

The brilliance of the mirror surged, and then a large number of pictures emerged one after another.

If Zhao Sheng were to see him again, he would definitely be shocked, because the pictures are full of his images, from entering the Taoist book, to practicing Taoism in the Anhun Temple when he was a boy, to his decades of career as a prison guard, and finally to worshiping Que Yue as his teacher. , rushed to Wanhua Tianfu to practice hard, and the last scene was actually the scene of Zhao Sheng flying into the secret realm of Qiu Ling.

There are very few images of Zhao Sheng in his early years, but since his cultivation was revealed and he became a disciple of Que Yue, the information and images about him have increased countless times.

Looking at the ordinary young figure in the picture, Di Yi had no expression on his face. His eyes flickered slightly when he saw the picture of Zhao Sheng, Hong Qingqiu and others competing.

After reading it, Di Yi nodded slightly, but he did not look at Mu Gongyang, but closed his eyes slightly, as if he was falling asleep.

The shepherd male sheep quietly bowed his head and waited below without saying a word.

After a moment, an indifferent and majestic voice sounded from the palace: "Gongyang, summon the Four Meridians Taoist Masters and the Four Directions Emperors who are currently at the main altar to come to Chongdao Palace."

"Yes!" Mu Gongyang responded quickly, then turned into light and flew away from the hall.

A moment later, a grand hall in Chongdao Palace was empty, without any furnishings. Only the golden dragon pillars on both sides supported the dome.

In the main hall, there are huge golden altars floating in the air. If you count them carefully, there are nine in total.

At this moment, there are only four figures shrouded in spiritual light on the altar.

Sitting on the altar at the bottom is a woman. This woman is extremely beautiful and has a refined temperament, but her complexion is not very good. Her face is full of illness, as if she is seriously ill.

But such a sickly beauty is actually the Taoist master of one of the four channels of Heavenly Dao, and her cultivation has already reached the limit of Nascent Soul Dzogchen.

On the third altar to the left, a strange-looking old man had his eyes closed and his expression was extremely cold. The old man's face was strikingly half black and half white. The black half of the face was as ferocious as an evil ghost, but the white half of the face was holy, compassionate, and solemn.

This person is the master of Yushen Taoism. He is born with a yin and yang spirit body and can become a god in half a step.

Among the other two groups of auras, there are clearly a nine-story yellow mud tower and a small silver-white sword that can sink and float.

The two are the incarnations of the Earth Emperor and the Heavenly Sword Emperor among the Four Emperors.

At this moment, the palace was silent, and everyone was silent.

At this moment, golden light flashed on the main seat, and Di Yi's figure emerged.

"Pope!" The yin-yang-faced old man bowed perfunctorily, and the sickly beauty pursed her lips and nodded slightly.

As for the incarnations of the two emperors, they only flickered a few times, which was considered as showing off to the Pope.

Emperor Yi didn't care. He sat upright on the throne with a solemn expression and said, "Three days ago, our sect had a feeling that an emperor-level authority was born on the other side of Centizhou Sea! It was just verified today."

As soon as these words came out, the yellow mud tower and the silver-white sword suddenly buzzed loudly and burst into dazzling light.

"Di Yi, this is serious!"

"Hmph, Tiandao is indeed getting weaker and weaker."

Two voices exploded from the palace one after another, one as thick as a mountain, and the other as cold and sharp as gold and iron. It was the two emperors who spoke first.

In the Nether God Realm, emperors are powerful but extremely rare. Every additional emperor may drastically change the current situation, and there is no room for carelessness.

For emperors, each additional emperor of the same level means that the power of the gods has increased dramatically, but it also means that competition has greatly intensified.

After all, every emperor has the same ambition, which is to try to bring down the blood god who is always aloof and eventually replace him when the heaven is really falling apart.

Di Yi said coldly: "The news of the birth of authority has spread. Not only our sect, but other top forces have also learned about it. Now the authority falls on a golden elixir chief priest of our sect, but he... apostates. He is absconding and his current whereabouts are unknown.”

"Pope, all you need to do is send out the Nascent Soul from my imperial lineage. If you hold the jade book in hand, you can return successfully in less than half a month." The yin-yang-faced old man said eagerly.

"Master Liangyi, there are already many Nascent Souls in Wanhua Tianfu, not to mention the two high priests Jiangmo and Jiangyao are also in Centipede Sea. There is no need to appoint others, it is enough for one of them to take action!" Open your mouth and stop the other person's thoughts.

The two major sacrifices of subduing demons and subduing demons are both from the lineage of seeking Tao. The attitude of this female Taoist master is self-evident.

Di Yi's eyes flashed and he made a decision immediately: "What Taoist Master Bai Zhi said makes sense. Well, let's let the Demon-Subduing High Priest take action!"

After saying that, Emperor Yi turned his eyes to the two incarnations of the emperor and said warmly: "Emperor Houtu, our sect needs to open the altar of heaven so that if things go wrong, we can raise the altar in time to ask the sky."

After Di Yi finished speaking, there was silence in the palace for a moment, and then a deep and heavy voice sounded: "No!"

When Emperor Yi heard this, his expression remained unchanged, and he wrote lightly: "In this case, let this matter be shelved for the time being."

The Temple of Heaven is a forbidden area in the Tiandao Sect. It is usually jointly guarded by the emperors. Unless a very serious incident occurs, it will never be allowed to be opened.

Because every time the Temple of Heaven is activated, it will not only consume a lot of the emperor's divine power, but also lose some divine authority.

Divine power can be accumulated again when it is gone, but authority involves the foundation of the emperor, and every loss can never be made up for. That's why emperors are so cautious.

After a moment, the two emperors transformed into the air and walked away. After the two masters of Qiudao and Yushen also bowed their hands and saluted, they turned around and the light and shadow disappeared.

Emperor Yi sat on the altar, his eyes shining with golden light, and a majestic pressure radiated from his body, slowly filling the entire hall.

"snort!"

After a long time, Emperor Yi suddenly snorted coldly, waved his sleeves, and saw golden light rising into the sky. In the blink of an eye, the hall was empty.

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Among the eleven continents of Youshen, the river continent is the smallest in area, but the endless river in the continent is the largest water system in the continent.

The Endless River runs from east to west, with countless tributaries extending across the continent, like a huge net covering Hezhou.

Hezhou has a well-developed water system, and rivers and lakes can be found everywhere. However, only its northwest, which is about ten thousand miles away, is an exception.

This land of thousands of miles is also known as the Flame Mountains, with clusters of volcanoes and lava rivers everywhere. This place is shrouded in black volcanic ash all year round, and the sky is dark, but the mountains on the surface are red, hot and dry.

The volcano erupted, dark red magma flowed down from the mountain pass, and black ash fell all over the sky.

Zhao Sheng stood on a protruding stone platform inside the volcano, looking down at the boiling magma lake below. Behind him was a dark cave entrance.

At this moment, around his body, a ball of Golden Crow True Fire was burning in the air. A pale bone sword as long as an arm floated in the true fire, exuding a strong bloody light.

Well!

Zhao Sheng suddenly groaned, and blood flashed on his left arm. He saw his whole left arm falling down, and then it was attracted by his spiritual consciousness and flew into the air.

call!

The Golden Crow True Fire suddenly split into two, one of which fell onto the remaining arm and began to quickly melt flesh, blood and bones.

The flesh and blood melted away at a speed visible to the naked eye, and quickly merged into the entire exposed bone arm.

As Zhao Sheng's thoughts changed, the bone arm quickly deformed and melted into the shape of a bone sword. The spiritual consciousness sank into the surface and turned into countless invisible runes, which were engraved into the inside and outside of the bone sword.

During this period, countless pieces of flesh and blood sprouted out of the missing part of Zhao Sheng's left arm, like countless moving tentacles intertwining and merging and growing thicker quickly. The white bones inside the flesh and blood also rapidly multiplied and formed.

Not long after, a pink and white arm suddenly grew back.

Heat waves billowed on the stone platform, and the magma splashed to the ground and exploded into large flames.

Zhao Sheng didn't care about the harsh environment around him. While practicing the Bone Heart-locking Sword, he was distracted and thinking secretly.

The White Bone Heart-locking Sword is an evil forbidden technique. It is made into a self-destructing bone sword through the secret method of the Ten Thousand Corpses Sect at the expense of the sacrificer's own flesh and blood. It is extremely powerful.

That is to say, Zhao Sheng dared to do this by relying on his abnormal talent of cutting off and reborn. If it were any other monk, almost no one would be willing to sacrifice an arm just to use it as a one-time attack.

However, how could a Jindan attempt to fight beyond the level without paying a heavy price, not to mention Zhao Sheng's bold attempt to kill the opponent.

The Bone-locked Heart Sword is just a meal prepared by Zhao Sheng, and more "big dishes" are yet to come.

An hour later, Zhao Sheng turned around and walked into the cave. Magma poured from the sky and poured down, instantly submerging the stone platform and erasing all traces.

The cave was pitch black and even hotter, but Zhao Sheng didn't notice it. He was surrounded by four balls of golden crow true fire. In addition to the two white bone heart-locking swords he continued to refine, the other two balls of true fire were twelve-sided wind and mysterious fire flags and an inch-long pitch black knife.

A layer of dazzling blood gradually appeared on the surface of the two sets of magic weapons, which looked strange and evil.

There is no doubt that these two magic weapons have also been reduced to blood sacrifices. After Zhao Sheng's simple sacrifice, they can barely be regarded as two killing moves.

There is only one passage in this cave, which extends all the way down. The passage is not wide, and the walls are full of holes. It can only barely accommodate one person. It looks like it was dug hastily.

Zhao Sheng did this on purpose, but also had no time to waste on such trivial matters.

The cave was extremely deep. Zhao Sheng walked all the way down, patting fire and thunder talismans into the stone walls on both sides as he walked.

After going more than sixty miles underground, he came to a huge magma cave naturally formed inside the volcano.

The air in the cave is full of fire poison, and the ground is full of lava. There are seven or eight thick stone pillars in the middle that plunge straight into the magma lake from the top of the cave. The surface of the stone pillars reflects the metallic luster of dots.

Zhao Sheng's eyes flashed with golden light, and he glanced around, frowning slightly.

"It still needs some repairs!"

He murmured to himself, bent his sword finger, and pointed lightly towards the stone pillar.

Buzz!

Nine sword lights shot out like meteors,

Following a series of loud noises, a large number of stones fell onto the lake. All the stone pillars were quickly flattened by Gengjin sword light and became as smooth as a mirror.

Zhao Sheng flew into the air and hung in front of the stone pillar. As his mind turned, he saw sword lights tumbling up and down, and in an instant, dense ancient runes appeared on the surface of the stone pillar.

Bang bang bang!

Two hours later, fist-sized and dazzling high-grade spiritual stones flew out of Zhao Sheng's hands and landed one by one on the corresponding formation hubs on the stone pillars.

Zizzi!

As the formation quickly took shape, the stone pillars gradually diffused circles of white light, surging like waves, but soon disappeared without a trace...

Time passed unknowingly as two days passed, just as Zhao Sheng was carefully preparing a feast for a certain enemy.

Thousands of miles away, an exquisite jade dish suddenly fell from the void outside the territory. At an incredible speed, it penetrated the atmosphere of Tiangang in the blink of an eye. After falling over the floating islands, it suddenly stopped.

Buzz!

The jade plate suddenly cracked open, and then a majestic middle-aged Taoist priest walked out of it, who turned out to be Mu Gongyang.

The master of Xantian Hall actually came in person.

On the floating island below, the two high priests Jiang Mo and Jiang Yao glanced at each other invisibly, and then they rose into the air at the same time and took the initiative to greet them.

"Master Mu, please come and be fine!"