Ascension Through Generations

The market area is not large, with only a hundred shops, but there are many people on the street, making it feel quite bustling.

After Zhao Sheng walked around, he was very surprised, because he found that everywhere on the street, he could see round or square red pillars, engraved with layers of immortal seal symbols, and There are countless wonderful lines, and the flat ground is also inlaid with countless complicated formation lines.

The strange thing is that Zhao Sheng did not sense any fluctuations in the magic circle, as if these magic pillars were all dead objects.

What was strange was more than that. He quickly noticed that among the "people" coming and going in front of him, most of them had cold and indifferent expressions, and the more they looked at them, the less they looked like living people.

Instead, they look like puppets that are no different from real people. But the remaining half of the people are completely opposite to this. It can be said that they are all fierce and full of evil spirits, looking like old demons.

The longer Zhao Sheng stayed in this city, the more he felt that something was wrong here, and he felt an extremely strange feeling in his heart.

At this moment, there was a sudden "rumbling" sound from an open space at the edge of Fang City, and then the surrounding ground violently surged and cracked, and a dilapidated gray-white stone building rose from the ground.

This building has three floors, each floor is covered with dark red blood stains, and the three immortal seal characters "Baicaotian" are clearly written on the door plaque in the middle.

When he saw the birth of Shilou, a bearded man who was selling treasures at a stall not far from Zhao Sheng suddenly rolled up his stall, looked up to the sky and laughed wildly: "Haha, the Immortal Lord's power is boundless, and he actually brought another ruined cave. This time. No one can compete with me for my immortal destiny."

As soon as he finished speaking, the atmosphere in the city instantly became extremely chilling, and the air was filled with a terrifying murderous aura that was so strong that it could not be dispelled.

As the ferocious demons silently rose from all over the city, Zhao Sheng suddenly noticed majestic and powerful waves of will rising from all over the city.

Some particularly powerful will waves have been able to manifest themselves out of nothingness, condensing one after another into miraculous and terrifying huge phenomena, all of which are legendary gods, demons, fairies and ancient holy beasts.

Click~

At this time, Zhao Sheng suddenly heard a clicking sound in his ears. He turned around and saw the person next to him tearing off his skin and suddenly turning into a rock puppet two feet tall.

The puppet has a tiger-headed body, and the rocks around it are as white as jade, but as hard as steel, with complex lines all over it, exuding astonishing fluctuations of will.

At this time, most of the pedestrians in the city also made the same move, taking off their disguises and turning into puppets with different appearances.

The patterns on these puppets are also different in color and shape. Some are dark golden rings that cover the outside of the torso, some are red spiral patterns, and some are like red water lines. Wrapped around the arms and body, some are pitch black, and countless earthworm-shaped strange symbols are engraved all over the body, like tattoos.

But the same thing is that each puppet exudes amazing fluctuations of will.

"Damn it! I didn't realize that they were all living puppets before? Could this be the art of refining souls into puppets? Such a shocking work, I'm afraid it came from the hands of that immortal! It's not good, where did I come to? Yuanxu shouldn’t look like this!”

Zhao Sheng was secretly shocked, and suddenly realized that the will fluctuations of every puppet here were no weaker than his, and there were many terrifying beings among them that were far stronger than him.

At this time, the closest living person to Zhao Sheng was three figures standing side by side.

There were several extremely long and deep scars on the cheek of one of them, as if they had been scratched by animal claws. The forehead and chin revealed dense white bones, but their texture was as warm and moist as jade.

On his right side, stood a bloated one-eyed old man with a giant ax in his arms. The top of his head was smooth, but there was a dark cyan tattoo of a ferocious ghost and god on his body. His eyes were all white and scary. It exudes danger.

The fluctuations of the will of these two people are extremely powerful, and they should be half-immortals in the Return to the Void Realm who have broken through the limit of becoming gods.

As for the last person, he was a tall man with a yellowish face and a sickly face. He was wearing a cloak and a palm-width silver-white forehead protector on his forehead.

Although this person's breath is not leaking, the fact that he can be placed side by side with these two half-immortals shows that his strength is extraordinary.

In just a short moment, with a "rumbling" sound, the dilapidated three-story stone building stood firmly on the ground and perfectly integrated into the city.

At this time, how could Zhao Sheng not know that the nearly one hundred shops in Fang City were all evolved from caves.

Thinking of this, Zhao Sheng's heart was shaken, and he couldn't help but be in awe of the Immortal Lord.

In just a short while, dozens of "living people" gathered in front of the dilapidated stone building.

The three people nearby also strode over. Upon seeing this, Zhao Sheng immediately followed him and was about to approach him to strike up a conversation.

But before he could speak, a terrifying murderous aura erupted from the scarred-faced man, which immediately frightened him and kept him away from him.

Later, Zhao Sheng fell at the back of the crowd and stepped forward to look at the stone buildings ahead.

A large number of puppets were on the outer edge, scattered in a larger circle, as if they were protecting something, and seemed to be on guard against unknown threats rushing out from the stone building.

After a moment, the door of the stone building suddenly moved and opened outward.

A slim young woman in a snow-white gauze skirt walked out of the white light curtain. She had a little makeup on her face, and her black hair was rolled up high. She exuded an intoxicating charm of charm.

Zhao Sheng looked her up and down and found that the woman's aura was lively, exactly like a living person.

But judging from the awed expressions on the faces of others, this woman may not be a real person, but a "soul-refining" puppet.

"I have kept you Taoist friends waiting for a long time. Baicaotian is about to open, and all Taoist friends are welcome to come and visit. There are countless exotic flowers, plants, and rare treasures in this building. The Immortal Master has also put several rare beasts and treasures into the shop in advance. Inside, I wish all my Taoist friends good luck and that all my wishes will come true." The graceful young woman bowed to the crowd and said.

"Fairy, can we go in now?"

"Shopkeeper, are the grand opening rewards still the same as before?"

"My merciful Immortal, may I ask the Fairy, how many faces of mythical beasts have been put into the cave?"

"...Are there any immortal amulets for sale? I want to buy one."

At this moment, a group of old demons gathered at the front shouted loudly, but none of the questions they asked were the same. It was obvious that they all had some kind of tacit understanding.

Seeing this, the graceful young woman smiled slightly, bowed slightly again, and then flew back to the door without answering any questions.

Seeing that the door was open, the most powerful old demons looked at each other, then harnessed their will power, rushed into the light curtain of the door, and disappeared.

Seeing this, other people rushed in one after another, as if they were afraid of being a step later than others.

Zhao Sheng originally wanted to wait, but suddenly there were waves of terrifying murderous intent behind him. A large number of soul-refining puppets on the periphery were approaching him step by step, and their momentum was getting higher and higher.

Seeing this scene, Zhao Sheng's eyes flashed, he jumped up decisively and threw himself into the gate like a bird.

After the heaven and earth spun, another world changed.

When Zhao Sheng opened his eyes, they were filled with green.

The surrounding ancient trees are towering, vines are entangled and hanging down, and colorful spiritual herbs and flowers of all kinds can be seen almost everywhere on the ground.

But dozens of steps forward, there was a spiritual field of about ten acres. Unfortunately, the field was deserted. The gray-black land could be seen up close, but there was no elixir in sight. It seemed that it had been abandoned for a long time.

There are five or six green spiritual trees on the edge of the spiritual field. The vines on them are winding and clinging to the trunks. Several yellow or green gourds hang down from the dense vine leaves. The largest one is as tall as a person, and the smallest one is as tall as a person. It's only as big as a palm, and its body is as green as jade.

The air is filled with mist and is filled with alluring aromas, but there are also immeasurable insects invisible to the naked eye.

Zhao Sheng looked around with a vigilant expression, and his own will had turned into an invisible barrier, covering his whole body.

Every time his eyes glanced at the gourds, his eyes would pause for a moment, but he would quickly move away.

After repeatedly confirming that there was no danger here, Zhao Sheng felt a little relieved and looked at the strange spiritual field again.

This spiritual field seems out of place with the environment here, as if it has been forced in.

After two breaths, Zhao Sheng's eyes lit up and he suddenly discovered that some places in Lingtian seemed different.

He raised his eyebrows slightly, stepped on the flowers and plants, and walked to the edge of the spiritual field in three steps and two steps at a time. After taking a look, he jumped into the field again, stepped on the somewhat hard soil, and came to the center of the spiritual field, squatting down. down.

Right in front of his sight, a silver-white mask was inserted into the soil at an angle. The exposed part looked like half a cow's face. His eyes were as wide as copper bells, and an extremely complicated figure was reflected in the depths of the pupils. three dimensional pattern.

When Zhao Sheng took a look at it, he was so shocked that he couldn't add anything to it, because the three-dimensional pattern was clearly the true text of the "Thunder" avenue that he had recently comprehended.

After looking carefully for a moment, I found that dark purple thunder lines gradually appeared on the surface of this silver-white mask, which looked very strange.

He frowned slightly, slowly reached out with his right hand, pinched the corner of the mask, and pulled it out.

Surprisingly, the bull-headed mask was as light as nothing, and it was pulled out of the soil with just one pull.

When he took it into his hand, Zhao Sheng was surprised to find that the mask clearly depicted the legendary Kui Niu beast.

Kui Niu is the god of thunder beasts and thunder. Ancient books record: "Its shape is like an ox, with a pale body and no horns. It has one foot. When it goes in and out of water, there will be wind and rain. Its light is like the sun and moon, and its sound is like thunder. It is good at controlling the power of thunder."

From this point of view, the reason why he "picked up" the Kui Niu mask easily was because he was an authentic Lei cultivator and understood the true text of the word "Thunder".

Thinking of this, Zhao Sheng couldn't help but secretly guess the Immortal Lord's intention, and countless thoughts suddenly appeared in his mind.

At this moment, there was a sudden movement in the ancient trees and vines beside the spiritual field.

Zhao Sheng looked up and saw the largest gourd shaking violently and falling from the tree.

As soon as the light turned, the gourd disappeared, replaced by a fat old man wearing a green robe, green eyebrows and green hair. This man had a rosacea nose and a bit of drunkenness on his face.

However, at this moment, he had a rather obvious look of sullenness on his face as he staggered over.

"Hey, you thief, please return the magical beast treasure quickly. Otherwise, Lao Hulu wants you to look good."

Zhao Sheng looked at the green-browed old man who came to ask questions, and coughed twice: "Senior, what do you want me to pay?"

"How dare you, uh, where did you hide the treasure?"

The green-browed old man was about to question loudly, but when he saw Zhao Sheng's hands were empty, he couldn't help but wipe his eyes, and then came back to his senses, his expression even more angry.

When Zhao Sheng saw this, he immediately said: "Well, I didn't see it anyway. But there is plenty of wine."

After saying that, he shook his sleeves, and a jar of thousand-year-old amber incense suddenly fell to the ground, and the dark red wine spilled all over the floor.

The air was suddenly filled with the fragrant aroma of wine.

"Oh, why did you spill it! Don't let the good wine go to waste like this." When the green-browed old man saw it, he immediately shouted.

"It's just a jar of spiritual wine. There are a lot of them here!" Zhao Sheng said with a smile, while throwing out jars of wine, which piled up into a small mountain in the blink of an eye.

"Ahem, if you had said that there was so much spiritual wine, this demon would have woken up a long time ago. Even so, you must not lie to me. The magical beast treasure phantom is in your hands."

"Of course, if you can give me all these spiritual wines, I will give you this treasure."

With a large amount of spiritual wine in front of him, Lao Gourd forgot all about his mission in an instant, his eyes were shining, and he was looking at the wine jar on the ground with his mouth watering.

Zhao Shenghao said angrily: "Senior, just take it and treat it as a meeting gift."

"Yes. As promised in advance, Lao Gourd has nothing to offer. Except for that rare beast treasure, I can't give you any other gourds and grandsons." The green-browed old man glanced at Zhao Sheng and warned him in a wary tone. .

Zhao Sheng sensed the other party's unfathomable aura, waved his hand very generously, and said: "Senior, don't worry! I will only take one thing, and don't peep at other things."

"In addition, I have dozens of brewing recipes in my hand. They are of no use to me anyway, so why not give them to my seniors." Zhao Sheng smiled slightly, turned over with one hand, and a stack of jade slips appeared in his hand, and handed it to him. passed.

"Oh, you gave this to me on your own initiative! Let me... cough, you are very sensible!" The green-browed old man's eyes lit up when he heard this, but then he looked around and said in a reserved manner.

This old goblin has been staying in the Baicao Cave since he developed spiritual intelligence. He has a very simple temperament and almost doesn't know the sinister nature of people's hearts.

Of course, Zhao Sheng did not deliberately trick him. The recipes in the jade slips were all real, but the required brewing materials were difficult to find.

Judging from the fact that Lao Hulu is a drunkard, his former owner is probably also an old drunkard.

Zhao Sheng deliberately presented the wine recipe, firstly to avoid a fight, and secondly, to get some information about the cave from him.