Ascension Through Generations

Zhao Sheng's face was not surprised at all, his eyes shone brightly, and two rays of substantial golden light flew out, colliding with two rays of silver light.

BANG!

The golden light easily shattered the silver light, and the lightning disappeared into the eyes of the old Yin Vulture.

Click click click.

The expression of the old man Yinjiu changed, and two lines of blood and tears overflowed from the corners of his eyes. The wooden chair he sat on suddenly shattered into countless sawdust, making him almost make a fool of himself by sitting on the ground.

Although he only passed one move, Luo An was shocked to find that the opponent's strength far exceeded his expectations.

"Haha! Since the rightful owner is not here, I don't want to disturb you, so I'll take my leave now. We will see each other again in the future." The old man Yin Jiu suddenly laughed loudly, stood up suddenly, and cupped his hands towards Zhao Sheng. , and then walked outside.

When Luo Shuangquan saw this, he naturally followed quickly.

Zhao Sheng watched the two people leave, his eyes deep as if he was thinking about something.

At this moment, a figure flashed past, and the chief steward Chen Fu appeared under Zhao Sheng and whispered: "Master, from the perspective of this slave, these two people will definitely not let it go. It's best for the eldest lady not to go out, in order to avoid Something unexpected happened.”

"Hmph, let the two of them live for a few more years, and then find a suitable time in the future to send these two old guys on the road." Zhao Sheng waved his hand and said in a calm tone.

With the character of a person like the old man Yinjiu, he would definitely not give up, but he also didn't want someone to be hit on the back as soon as he walked away.

After all, the Luo family was powerful, so he wasn't afraid of it, but he just didn't want to bring more trouble to the Chen family, his wife and children.

Chen Fu bowed slightly and said, "My lord is wise. The Luo family relies on a god-transforming True Lord to live in this world, and he has always behaved arrogantly and domineeringly. Let's endure it for two hundred years until the True Lord ascends to the throne, and then we can take revenge."

"Well, you go down first! I know how to act." Zhao Sheng glanced at Chen Fu, nodded thoughtfully, and waved him away.

Chen Fu bowed again and then quietly exited the living room.

Zhao Sheng looked at the disappearing figure of the butler, shook his head and laughed, then suddenly disappeared.

…

A Qingyun flying boat quickly rushed into the sea of ​​clouds and quickly moved away from the Chen family's sacred tree.

At this time, in the cabin on the top floor, as soon as Luo Shuangquan sat down, he complained angrily: "Grand Ancestor, that kid Chen Xi is really bullying others. If we don't avenge this humiliation, we will lose our face and... What is the prestige of the Luo family?"

The old man Yin Jiu slowly sat down on the jade chair, but strangely remained silent.

Luo Shuangquan looked up and realized something was wrong with him, and asked anxiously: "Grand Ancestor, you..."

Poof~

Before he finished speaking, the old man Yin Jiu suddenly made a sound, a large amount of blood spurted out of his mouth, and his face suddenly turned extremely pale.

When Luo Shuangquan saw this scene, he suddenly jumped up from his chair, held the arm of the old man Yinjiu, and shouted in a panic: "Grand Ancestor, why are you injured? Is that little--"

"do not talk."

Halfway through his words, the old man Yin Jiu suddenly spoke up to stop him from continuing, and then quickly wiped away the blood from his mouth.

Luo Shuangquan's body trembled, but he did not dare to disobey the old man Yinjiu's order, so he had no choice but to close his mouth unwillingly.

At this moment, the old man Yin Jiu suddenly waved his hand and slapped Luo Shuangquan hard on the face.

Luo Shuangquan's body suddenly flew out like a torn bag, blood spurted out from his mouth, and several teeth were knocked out. His body hit the ground heavily and rolled several times.

"Because of your bewitchment, not only was my soul severely damaged, but my last hope of breakthrough was interrupted. If you hadn't been my grandson, I wouldn't have been able to kill you with one blow. Luo Shuangquan, you deserve to die!!" Yin The old man's face was ferocious, and a huge stone hand formed from his right hand, and he slapped the man's chest, abdomen, and back hard.

Luo Shuangquan's bones made a heart-breaking sound, as if they were about to crack at the next moment.

"Great Ancestor... have mercy on me..." Luo Shuangquan screamed and begged for mercy, but he did not dare to gather his true energy to resist.

Because he knew very well that the great ancestor had always been cruel and narrow-minded, and if he could not be allowed to "vent his anger" in time, his end would only be worse.

After the old man Yin Jiu smashed most of the bones in Luo Shuang's body, he finally let him go and shouted coldly: "Chen Xi, this boy is very strange. This boy is obviously less than a hundred years old, but he can severely injure me. His spiritual consciousness Stronger than Mei Ying. Unless he is a once-in-a-million-year cultivation wizard, he is probably some old monster who took over his body and rebuilt it.

This matter is of great importance. When we return, we must report it to the Yuan Ying Ancestor of the family, and we must do so quickly! "

Luo Shuangquan groaned and got up from the ground, limped up to the old man Yin Jiu, and said with a slightly excited smile: "Great! This kid is so weird, he must have a big secret hidden in him. If If we can catch him and force him to find out the big secret behind him, wouldn't we have made a great contribution to the family!"

"idiot!"

The old man Yinjiu's eyes were full of anger, and he kicked Luo Shuang hard all over his body, sending him flying more than ten feet, and a clear sound of bone cracking could be heard.

Luo Shuangquan screamed, and his body hit the ground hard again. He rolled a few times and collapsed directly to the ground, unable to get up.

The old man Yinjiu kicked Fei Luo Shuangquan, his expression slowly calmed down, his eyes flashed a few times, and he said with a gloomy face: "Idiot, do you think the whole Chen family is a bunch of idiots? Feihong, Baimei, Zhengjue The Yuanying high cultivators who are not countless times smarter than you idiot. How can Chen Xi's weirdness be hidden from them. As long as Chen Xi does not leave the realm of the sacred tree for a day, no one in the world can do anything to him. So capture Chen Xi. Things must be considered from a long-term perspective to ensure nothing goes wrong!”

Luo Shuangquan was about to cry when he heard this, so he lay on the ground and kept moaning to pretend to be pitiful, hoping that the great ancestor would not continue to be cruel.

…

Time flies, and years pass by.

In mid-July, the sky above the canopy of the Great Chun Sacred Tree was covered with dark clouds, thunder and lightning struck, and heavy rain fell continuously.

Deep in the thick thunderclouds, a figure covered in armor stood in the air, bathed in countless thunder and lightning. From a distance, it looked like someone was going through a tribulation.

At this moment, Zhao Sheng looked very much enjoying himself, as the power of billions of thunder poured into his limbs and bones through the armor, most of which was absorbed by the Dantian Qi Sea, and was quickly refined into drops of Zixiao mana.

The other half was absorbed by the cells throughout the body, making the trillions of cells become "stronger" little by little, and the light of their will gradually became stronger and brighter, slowly evolving in the direction of a certain qualitative change.

As the heavy rain gradually became thinner, the thunder in the clouds decreased rapidly. At this time, a thunder giant statue dozens of feet tall and radiating lightning suddenly appeared behind Zhao Sheng.

As soon as the Thunder Giant Fang was born, he suddenly spread his arms, grabbed the dark clouds in the sky with two solid giant palms, and tore them apart with all his strength.

There was a loud crack of thunder, and the dark clouds in the sky were torn in half, forming a huge "crack" that stretched for hundreds of miles from west to east.

The bright golden sunlight falls from the middle of the "crack", rendering the huge tree crown below into a golden color.

The dark clouds quickly dispersed and the sky became clear again, and Zhao Sheng had already restrained his Dharma images and returned to Feihong Cave Mansion located at the waist of the tree.

"Xie'er, you have already broken through to the late stage of the Golden Core at such a young age, and your cultivation has improved so fast that it is really incredible! If you can continue to maintain this speed of improvement in the future, I am afraid that your breakthrough to the next level will be just around the corner."

Ancestor Feihong looked at Zhao Sheng who flew in with a shocked face, and praised with excitement.

"Half a year ago, my grandson was lucky enough to have an epiphany, and as a result he made great progress. Coupled with the existence of places full of miracles such as the Immortal Burial Ruins, he was able to break through the barriers and successfully break through to the seventh level of the Golden Core." Zhao Sheng said slightly. He smiled and said calmly.

As soon as he finished speaking, Chen Mingxue, who was wearing a green robe, nodded repeatedly and agreed with excitement: "Master Daxi is absolutely right. The Burial Immortal Ruins is incredible. I only followed him in and out seven or eight times, and my cultivation level improved by leaps and bounds. Although he didn't practice much, he easily broke through to the third stage of foundation building. If it were a clan member with stronger qualifications and understanding, it would be no problem to break through to the middle stage of foundation building."

Ancestor Feihong glanced at him and immediately silenced Chen Mingxue without daring to speak.

"Xie'er, I'll have to help you again later. This is a batch of treasures that the family has recently collected. Please accept it."

With that said, Ancestor Feihong took out a Qiankun bag from his sleeve and handed it to Zhao Sheng.

Zhao Sheng took a look inside with his spiritual consciousness, nodded slightly with satisfaction, and said with a smile: "Although there are countless opportunities in the Immortal Burial Ruins, not every time I gain something. Being cheated is common, so I can only Try your best and hope to have a good result when you come back.”

"Don't worry! My Chen family has a huge business, and small losses are nothing to mention. You must not feel burdened. I will leave the optical work to you, just don't let him die inside."

Um,

Zhao Sheng hummed, then took out the summoning jade plate and placed it on the ground, and then started a series of processes very skillfully.

"我爥枍.実鵼欬"

As the ancient mantra echoed in the cave, the vortex of time and space slowly emerged.

Upon seeing this, Zhao Sheng took the lead and flew into the whirlpool. Chen Mingxue quickly followed and flew in.

The moment Zhao Sheng flew into the vortex of time and space, something incredible happened.

In an instant, a large amount of information poured into his mind, and a brand new time-travel coordinate appeared, and he understood the meaning of the coordinate in the blink of an eye.

"Endless floor!" Zhao Sheng muttered three words as if unconsciously.

There was a sudden spin, and the whole person quickly "fell" into an unknown time and space.

Zhao Sheng suddenly opened his eyes, and what appeared in front of him was a completely unfamiliar place.

This is an extremely spacious and huge corridor, with the floor and walls made of some unknown milky white wood.

This corridor is extremely long, and there is no end in sight when you look to both sides. But on the opposite side, thousands of miles away, stands a majestic white tower that reaches into the clouds.

This tower is unimaginably huge, and its entire body emits a dazzling white light.

Zhao Sheng was unknowingly attracted by it, and walked step by step to the edge of the corridor, leaning on the railing, staring at the towering white tower, his expression gradually becoming obsessed.

At this moment, a palm slammed on his shoulder, and at the same time a loud shout rang out in Zhao Sheng's ears: "Hey, wake up! Don't look at it!".

Zhao Sheng suddenly woke up from a dream, feeling horrified. He quickly turned around and stopped looking at the White Tower.

Only then did he see a bald young man wearing a green robe standing in front of him.

This person looks ancient, with a small green horn protruding from his nose. He is somewhat different from ordinary people. He is obviously a mixed-race alien.

Looking around, Zhao Sheng couldn't help but feel surprised when he didn't see Chen Mingxue.

Then, he saw that not far behind the two people, there were actually many people setting up stalls and selling goods, forming a small trading market.

From time to time, I saw people walking towards a certain stairway, but soon they disappeared.

This long corridor is about several miles wide, and its design is quite peculiar. It is actually in the style of an attic-style bracket. The walls are covered with densely carved unknown symbols, and there is a stairway every few hundred feet, with a connecting passage inside. Up and down wooden stairs.

"Thank you for your help. Otherwise, the consequences would be disastrous." Zhao Sheng withdrew his gaze, temporarily put aside his worries about Chen Mingxue, and saluted the bald young man.

"What the hell! Helping others is the foundation of happiness! I did it casually, so I can't thank you enough." The bald young man grinned and said nonchalantly.

Zhao Sheng said again: "I, Baimei, may I ask your surname?"

"My name is Qi Wuyan, and I come from the Pixi clan of the Ancient Sky Spirit Realm. I lived for more than four thousand years before I reached the ninth level of Nascent Soul. What about you, Baimei?" The bald young man was carefree, seemingly outspoken and quick-hearted.

"I'm only at the level of Nascent Soul, but I can't compare to Brother Qi."

"What's the point? You humans are practicing very fast. Maybe when we wake up, you will break through to become a god. We, the Pixi tribe, are thicker and rougher than you, but we are not as good as you humans in other places. Just talk about me, it took me three thousand years to give birth to a baby..."

The bald young man was obviously a talker. He kept talking and showed no signs of stopping.

However, although this person talks a lot, his logic is still poor. But he had a very good sense of proportion, saying what should be said and not even mentioning a word of what shouldn't be said.

Zhao Sheng saw that this person was very talkative, so he took the opportunity to ask for some information about Wuwu Tower.

"There is nothing much to say about this Endless Building. There are countless long corridors from top to bottom, just like the one at your feet. There are stairs connecting the long corridors. Baimei, remember this. After entering the stairs, if you see the stairs When your mouth goes dark, go back quickly...it's dangerous there!"

"Huh? What is that big white tower, you ask?... This white tower originally had no name. But everyone calls it the Tower of Babel. Legend has it that the tower leads to the nine heavens and the bottomless abyss. Even if you look at it, it is completely white and flawless. It’s a sacred thing. In fact, this tower is very strange. It once made countless people become obsessed with it, and finally turned into strange and immortal things.”

"Bai Mei, please listen to my advice and don't be curious about the Tower of Babel. No matter what other people say, don't believe it. The Tower of Babel is actually a magic tower! This is what my ancestors told me personally." Wuyan put his head next to Zhao Sheng's ear and whispered mysteriously.

It's just that his voice is naturally loud, and even if he speaks in a low voice, it's just like talking to ordinary people.

People walking around also heard this. Someone pointed at the two of them with a strange expression.

Zhao Sheng glanced over, thinking thoughtfully. It seemed that the bald young man Qi Wuyan was "famous" here.

"Brother Qi, has anyone ever walked to the end of the corridor?" Zhao Sheng asked.

"Haha, not as far as I know. After all, the Endless Building is not very safe. It is easy to encounter those weird immortal things if you are alone." The bald young man answered honestly.

"That's it." Zhao Sheng nodded.

Sorry, we were delayed because of something at home! Bai Mei didn't finish writing a chapter until almost one o'clock in the morning.