Best Ascension

Chapter 128

In the room, Zhao Sheng touched Wei Ling's forehead with his toe, and calmly sent a wave of spiritual power.

The next second, Wei Ling groaned, woke up slowly, and sat up from the ground.

Zhao Sheng stood in front of the bed, looking at the two corpse collectors with a calm expression.

Seeing this situation, the two men in black paused for a moment, and one of them suddenly said dryly: "Uncle, Master Wei has passed away, and I am ordered to escort Master Wei's body back to the mountain for burial."

"Brother Wei passed away only a short while ago, and you two have come here. Could it be that you can predict the future?" Zhao Sheng asked bluntly.

He knew it was a bit taboo to ask such a question, but the opportunity was rare, and it would be a waste of a great opportunity not to take the opportunity to probe.

The two black-robed men were silent for a moment, before one of them replied: "Uncle Shi, we are just following orders, and we don't know anything else."

"Grandpa. Woohoo!"

At this moment, Wei Ling suddenly rushed to the bed, crying loudly.

Then, there was a commotion outside the room, and there were faint cries. It was obvious that the people outside already knew that Old Principal Wei was dead.

Zhao Sheng took the opportunity to say: "Principal Wei has presided over the Lingyun Academy for decades, and he is highly respected in the hearts of his disciples. Today he unfortunately passed away, and all the disciples are extremely sad. Can you tolerate a few days? Wait until the spirit has stopped for seven days to worship, and then bring him back Burial on Cliff Mountain."

If he had seven days, it would be enough for him to study that strange blood pill.

"No! There are rules in the sect. Anyone who dies outside must be brought back for burial as soon as possible. I hope my master will not make it difficult for me!" The black-robed corpse collector immediately rejected Zhao Sheng's proposal, and his tone was extremely firm.

Zhao Sheng pondered for a while, and probably had some speculations in his heart.

"Well, since that's the case! Ling'er, get out of the way!"

"Master, I don't! My grandfather's bones are still cold, and they want to take away his body! They are not human!" Wei Ling lay on the bed, holding Wei Youquan's right hand tightly with both hands, crying stubbornly.

"Offended!" After finishing speaking, the two rubbed their bodies together...

……

Seven days later, when Lingyun Academy ushered in a new head, Zhao Sheng returned to Guiyuanzong very low-key.

Thirty years have passed, and the Moya Mountain, which was originally barren, is now a fairyland.

On the top of the mountain, the Guiyuan Hall is filled with aura and radiance, and a large swath of colorful clouds surrounds the mountain. Cranes and birds dance up and down in the square, singing loudly.

As night falls, in the cliffs above and below Moya Mountain, colorful brilliance emanates from hidden places such as caves, extinct trees, and cliffs.

Under the brilliance are monks' caves.

At the foot of the cliff, countless palaces and pavilions stand like mountains, stretching for dozens of miles.Looking down from the sky, the ground is brightly lit, almost like a city that never sleeps.

The sect of Guiyuanzong was less than Jiazi, the prosperity was prosperous, and the mountain gate was magnificent.Not to mention that outsiders couldn't believe it, even Zhao Sheng, who had just returned, found it unbelievable.

It was late at night, but the Gongde Hall was still very busy here, with Gui Yuanzong disciples bustling in and out, it seemed even busier than during the day.

Zhao Sheng specially used a magic talisman, changed his image, and entered the Gongde Hall among the crowd.

An hour later, Zhao Sheng left the Gongde Hall very low-key.

As soon as he left, the Gongde Hall exploded.

"The "Golden Crow Burning Heaven Art" has been exchanged for it!"

"That's right! A total of 80 merit points!"

"Do you know which god-man in Zongli?"

"I don't know! But this person must be a foundation cultivator!"

"It makes sense!"

The news that the "Golden Crow Burning the Sky Jue" was exchanged quickly spread among the Guiyuanzong disciples, and spread throughout the Guiyuanzong within a short time.

Who is it exchanged for?Zongli has different opinions.

Qi refining disciples may not know it, but the foundation cultivators of Guiyuanzong have several suspects, and Zhao Sheng is one of them.

So, at a gathering half a month later, the old Taoist Feng Yu teased Zhao Sheng tentatively: "Junior Brother Zhao, you haven't returned to the mountain for decades. I didn't expect to make such a big commotion when I came back!"

I haven't seen him for many years, Feng Yu is already old and out of shape, and there is a faint death in his breath.

Facing a dying person, Zhao Sheng was very careful, shook his head and said with a smile: "Senior brother, you are joking. Even if I were to be chopped up and sold, I would still not be able to exchange for the "Golden Crow Burning Heaven Art."

"Don't hide it, who else would it be if it wasn't you? We started together, so we can't trust the old way!"

Although Feng Yu asked again and again, Zhao Sheng still denied it.

The old Taoist Feng Yu was unwilling to ask again, but Zhao Sheng suddenly showed a sad expression, and sighed: "Brother, did you know that Brother Wei from Lingyun Academy has passed away!"

The old Taoist Feng Yu was very surprised: "What are you talking about, Wei Youquan is dead! When did he die? How did he die! He has just passed his second birthday!"

"Seven days ago, he died of blood blight!"

Old Taoist Feng Yu was shocked when he heard the words, and a look of fear and horror suddenly appeared on his face.

As soon as Zhao Sheng finished speaking, there was a dead silence in the gathering place, and all the Foundation Establishment cultivators present looked very unnatural, and even showed fear like the old Taoist Feng Yu.

There is no doubt that blood blight has become a closely guarded word in Guiyuanzong.

That's why Zhao Sheng was able to say it so calmly.

Old Daoist Feng Yu was frightened, and he didn't bother to ask about the "Golden Crow Burning the Sky Art" anymore.

He wanted to leave, but Zhao Sheng's purpose of attending the party hadn't been achieved yet, so how could he let him go.

"Wait a minute, brother, do I have anything to ask?"

Old Taoist Feng Yu frowned, "Junior brother, what do you want to ask?"

"I heard that more than ten years ago, senior brother went to Tianhuang Territory to open up a branch school. Is it true?" Zhao Sheng asked with a serious expression.

After listening to Feng Yu, the old Taoist frowned even tighter, and his mood became worse!
This thing is his disgrace,

16 years ago, in order to earn merit, he excitedly went to Tianhuang Territory to make contributions.Unexpectedly, being squeezed out by the local forces, he could not stand up in the end, and retreated to the cliff mountain in a terrible embarrassment.

"Well, it probably has something to do with it." Feng Yu said perfunctorily.

Zhao Sheng's eyes lit up, and he said in a sincere tone: "Brother, don't blame me, I also have the same idea as my brother. It's just that I don't know much about the customs of Tianhuangyu, so please give me your advice!"

The old Taoist Feng Yu's eyes flashed, and he suddenly said: "Since the younger brother wants to ask, the old Taoist will naturally know everything. But."

He stretched his tone and did not continue, but looked at Zhao Sheng with piercing eyes.

Zhao Sheng knew what he heard, and he understood.

"As long as the senior brother tells the truth. I have a few gadgets here that I don't need. Simply give them to the senior brother to enjoy."

Feng Yu old Taoist shook his head, and said in a deep voice: "Not enough! Although the poor Taoist failed, there is still a group of usable manpower in the Tianhuang Territory. If the junior brother wants to take over, just take it, but this is far from enough."

Zhao Sheng was overjoyed, the reason why he took the initiative to find Feng Yu old man was because of the man he said.

So, he immediately and decisively agreed.

Since this is not a place to talk about things, the two immediately got up and left. After finding a private place, they sat down and started talking with each other.

After some bargaining, Zhao Sheng spent a lot of merit, and finally satisfied Feng Yu's request.

Then, the old Taoist Feng Yu enthusiastically explained to Zhao Sheng the customs and customs of Tianhuang Territory.

This lecture lasted for a full day and night, and Zhao Sheng let Feng Yu leave with satisfaction until all the things in Feng Yu's head were emptied.

……

Half a month later, Zhao Sheng took the initiative to find the head of the school, Jin Chenzi, and proposed to him to open a branch in Tianhuangyu.

For Zhao Sheng's initiative to serve the sect, Jin Chenzi admired it very much and readily agreed.

In a sense, Gui Yuanzong very much welcomes Foundation Establishment disciples to open branches in various regions of Central Continent.

Branches can be opened casually, but there is one thing...the annual "performance" must meet the standard.

The so-called achievement refers to the blood essence beads.

According to the number of disciples, the Zongmen will require a certain number of blood essence beads from the branch.

If the performance reaches the standard, the homeowner can get a lot of merit.

If it is overfulfilled, the headmaster can not only get half of the overage, but also enjoy the "discount" exchange qualification in the Gongde Hall.

Zhao Sheng has limited connections in Guiyuanzong, and he doesn't even have many direct disciples.

However, Guiyuanzong had too many disciples, and the competition was too fierce, among which there were many "ambitious" people.

Therefore, after Zhao Sheng released the wind, a dozen or so qi refining Dzogchen came to his door that day, volunteering to follow him to "make contributions".

Zhao Sheng didn't intend to do this, but of course he readily accepted these activists who brought their own food.

People are more expensive than fine people!

After some interviews, Zhao Sheng only accepted four of them, and sent away the others after giving them a few Essence and Blood Talismans.

Just when Zhao Sheng was concentrating on preparing for Tianhuangyu, a sudden bad news interrupted his plan.

This afternoon, Zhao Sheng was concentrating on refining a batch of blood refining talismans.

click
A jade pendant hanging around his waist suddenly shattered into two pieces and fell to the ground.

Zhao Sheng's expression changed drastically, he threw down the talisman pen, and rushed out of the talisman making room.

After two breaths, a cloud boat suddenly soared into the sky from a cliff somewhere on the mountainside of Moya Mountain. After flying high into the sky, it galloped towards Dongtian City.

……

Six days later, Taiwu Mountain,
In the courtyard on the top of the mountain, all the cultivators of the Zhao clan appeared here.At this time, everyone looked distraught.

At the same time, in a bedroom in the courtyard, Zhao Jinjian lay stiffly on the bed, his face extremely pale.

At this time, Zhao Sheng was sitting by the bed, lowering his head slightly without saying a word, but his expression was unusually calm.

Behind him, Zhao Xuanjing, Zhao Xuan'an, Zhao Keru and other important figures of the Zhao family all stood solemnly.

After all, Zhao Sheng didn't have time to catch up with Zhao Jinjian for the last time.

Seeing that Zhao Sheng was silent and waited for a long time, Zhao Xuan'an couldn't help persuading him: "Seventh Uncle, don't be too sad! Fourth Grandfather left with a smile in the end."

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhao Sheng suddenly laughed, and two tears overflowed from the corners of his smiling eyes.

"Of course your fourth grandfather is going to laugh. Not only does he laugh, but I would laugh too. He can hold his head high, smile and tell his ancestors that he is not ashamed of the expectations of his ancestors. The family is in his He has not declined, but has become more and more prosperous, and has established a legacy for future generations. He is proud of him!"

After finishing speaking, Zhao Sheng stood up, turned around and looked at Zhao Xuanjing and the others one by one with relief on his face.

Zhao Keru, built three layers of foundation,

Zhao Xuanjing built the fourth floor of the foundation,

Zhao Xuanan, on the second floor of the foundation building,

Zhao Xuance, Qi Refining Great Consummation

Zhao Tongxian, Great Consummation of Qi Refining
……

Thirty years have passed, besides him, the Zhao family has three foundation builders, four qi refiners and 30 later stage qi refiners...the number of immortal cultivators in the family has exceeded a hundred.

In addition, there is a piece of spiritual land in Taiwu Mountain, covering an area of ​​hundreds of miles, with more than 20 ordinary people, and their sphere of influence extends thousands of miles away.

The Zhao family is prosperous and prosperous, with successors.Zhao Jinjian can die with a smile on his face, and Zhao Sheng can also take off his burden and do a great thing.

One day later, Zhao Jinjian was buried in a magnificent manner. On that day, Taiwu Mountain was decorated with lanterns and festoons, full of joy.

A month later, Zhao Sheng appeared on the mountainside of Taiwu Mountain, sneaked into Bitan quietly, and buried the first batch of "backhands" at the bottom of the pool.

Three months later, Zhao Sheng resolutely left Mount Taiwu regardless of Zhao Xuan'an and others' persuasion.

Before leaving, he had two days of secret talks with Zhao Xuanjing and Zhao Xuanan respectively.

After Zhao Sheng left, Zhao Xuanjing also returned to the Zhao Clan's Secret Mansion on Tianzhu Mountain.He is the leader of Anbu, willing to be lonely all his life.

Seven days later, a cloud boat quietly landed on the bank of Longli Lake.

After the Zhao family moved out, Ziyangzong took back Longli Lake, but did not move in with the new Xiuxian family, but re-used it as the residence of the expatriate disciples.

Zhao Sheng didn't stay here for a long time, after planting the second "back hand", he drifted away.

When he appeared again, he had already appeared in Nanyang City thousands of miles away.

Hundreds of years have passed, Liang Guo has long been a thing of the past, but the Zhao family in Nanyang still stands tall, known as a thousand-year-old family, and dominates Ganzhou.

After hundreds of years of continuous expansion, Zhao's cemetery has included the entire mountain.

Although there are many tombstones and tens of thousands of tombs in the cemetery, the most conspicuous ones are always the two central tombs.

The sun was setting, and the yellow sunlight slanted on the surface of the tombstone. Zhao Sheng sat on the stone steps and looked at the few lines of words on the tombstone with a complicated and inexplicable expression.

"Ask the world, what is love, directly teach life and death?

There are two flying passengers from the north to the south, and the old wings return to the cold and heat a few times.

Have fun, parting hard, you will be more idiots.

What you should say:

Stratus cloud for thousands of miles, thousands of mountains and snow at dusk, who will the shadow go to? "

Looking at the tombstone of his "wife" Wang Yuyan, Zhao Sheng was silent for a long time.

When the sun set and dusk fell, Zhao Sheng suddenly stood up without saying a word, and walked down the mountain step by step.

When his figure gradually elongated and dissipated under the blood-red sunset, a gust of wind blew by, and suddenly there was a sigh in the air, and a whisper slowly echoed in the cemetery,
"... After all, it's hard to calm down!"

(End of this chapter)