Best Ascension

Chapter 23 Why Didn't You Come Back Earlier
The ancestor of the blood knife cursed: "You Zhao family can only play tricks. A few days ago, the ancestor I asked you to lie back with words. Today, you don't want to deceive me again. Let that kid come out quickly, or don't blame the ancestor for me to do it !"

The old man with a beautiful beard froze when he heard the words.

The Blood Knife Patriarch is the innate master, and the Zhao family is invincible except for the third uncle, but the third uncle is already ninety-five this year, and it is not known whether he can be the opponent of the Blood Knife Patriarch.

"Are you going to ask my aunt again? But her old man has never cared about ordinary things. Besides, Jieer is still hiding with her. If..."

The name of the beautiful bearded old man is Zhao Xuanyi, who is the current head of the Zhao family and Zhao Yujie's biological father.

Just when Zhao Xuanyi was in a dilemma, an old figure leaning on a jade crutch staggered out of the back hall and appeared in front of everyone.

"Haha, the old man was thinking who could make such a big noise before? It turned out that it was Chang Xue Dao who came. No wonder!"

When Chang Meng saw the person coming, he immediately became more cautious. Although he restrained his arrogance a little, he still taunted him: "Old man Zhao, so you are not dead yet? But seeing that you are panting, can you draw out your sword and say something?" Woolen cloth."

The old man smiled without hesitation, patted his crutches, and said: "Master Yujian died a long time ago, and now only the old man is left alone. But old man, I am impatient anyway, do you want me to take you with me?" Walk?"

Hearing this, Chang Meng couldn't help shrinking his eyes, sat upright, and stared at Zhao Zhijing cautiously.

Even though he was in his prime and the other party was already old and out of shape, no one dared to underestimate the life-threatening blow of an innate Wuzong, even if he was so old that he had only one breath left.

"Immortal, you dare to threaten me?" Chang Meng suddenly said viciously after looking at Zhao Zhijing once.

"How could it be! The old man is just afraid of being lonely on the road alone. I just want to find someone who is pleasing to the eye to accompany me." Zhao Zhijing explained slowly.

At this moment, the old Taoist priest with a childlike face and white hair suddenly spoke.

"Old Master Zhao misunderstood. Brother Chang actually didn't mean anything malicious. He just saw that the third young master of your mansion is talented and intelligent, and he is a good material for martial arts. Seeing Liexin was happy, so he came to your mansion and offered to accept him as an apprentice."

"Acceptance? I'm afraid it's a sheep in the mouth of a tiger!" Zhao Zhijing sneered in his heart, and at the same time he thought to himself: "Why are these two people staring at Yujie so hard? Could it be that the news of Yujie's spiritual root was accidentally leaked out? "

The family knows their own affairs.

Don't look at him opening and closing his mouth to lead people to death, in fact he can't do it at all.

Two years ago, he had broken his kung fu, and all his innate qi had been shattered.

But the so-called tiger will not fall!
Zhao Zhijing looked calm, shook his head and refused without hesitation: "The Zhao family appreciates your kindness, but my Zhao family has a long history of learning, Fuguang swordsmanship and Yunlong three changes are unique in Ganzhou, and we don't need outsiders to teach our children and grandchildren."

After hearing this, the Blood Knife Patriarch immediately laughed angrily and said, "Okay, you don't have to drink a toast! It seems that I can't do it today, Patriarch."

Seeing that the words were dead, Zhao Xuanyi, the elder of the four major clans of the Zhao family and Patriarch Zhao Xuanyi immediately stood up and stopped in front of the other party with an extremely serious expression.

And the disciples of the Blood Knife Sect did not show any weakness, and quickly drew out their knives, and only waited for the order of the ancestor, they shot to destroy the Zhao family.

Seeing that a fight was inevitable, an old voice came from outside the door: "Who said just now that you want to attack my Zhao family?"

While speaking, Zhao Sheng walked slowly into the reception hall with the urn in his arms, followed closely by the coachman Zhao Er.

Seeing that the person who came was an old man with a broken arm, the blood knife patriarch couldn't help but mocked: "Where did the old cripple come from? How dare you challenge the patriarch. Disciples, let me kill you!"

"Yes, old man!"

The Blood Knife disciples suddenly said yes, they knew that their ancestors wanted to kill people to build their prestige.

Immediately, a group of red-clothed disciples held their long sabers upside down and rushed towards Zhao Sheng.

"Be careful!" The elders of the Zhao family reminded loudly, and they were about to help.

At this time, Zhao Sheng glanced at the coachman slightly:
"Zhao Er!"

Before he finished speaking, the coachman Zhao Er suddenly fell into the blood-clothed crowd, and saw a series of blue-colored Xiantian swords shooting out from his palm. None of the blood-blade disciples could take this terrifying sword, and they all fell into a pool of blood with their heads in different places. .

"Innate Grandmaster?!"

"Bi Hai Chao Sheng Gong?!"

Chang Meng and Zhao Xuanyi shouted almost simultaneously.

At this time, Chang Meng, the ancestor of Xuedao, seemed to have just eaten a bitter gourd, his mouth was extremely bitter, and he was shocked, "Who is this person? Why is a mere follower also a Xiantian Wuzong!"

Zhao Zhijing carefully looked at the old man with a broken arm a few steps away, he always felt very familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere before.

Zhao Sheng also looked back at the other party, and couldn't help feeling: "Third brother, I haven't seen you for so many years, so you are getting old too!"

"Ninth brother? You are the ninth brother Zhao Zhiqin? How is it possible!" Zhao Zhijing couldn't believe his eyes.

The old nine Zhao Zhiqin has been missing for 50 years.

He never thought that the two of them would meet again one day.

Zhao Sheng said emotionally: "Third brother, I am Zhao Zhiqin, and I am really back."

After learning the identity of the visitor, Zhao Xuanyi's whole body was shocked suddenly, and an extremely complicated expression appeared on his face, "Is this the grandpa that father always talks about?"

The other four clan elders actually claimed to be Zhao Zhiqin, the third innate master of the Zhao family in legend.

Isn't it rumored that he is already dead?

Now, the elders of the Zhao family were confused and couldn't figure out the truth of the matter for a while.

"Old Jiu, where have you been all these years? Why didn't you come back a few years earlier! They are all dead, all the elders and brothers are dead! Even Cheng Gong and Cheng Li's juniors are also dead. Now I am the only one left alive alive. Why didn't you come back sooner!"

At the end, Zhao Zhijing couldn't help crying, his face was full of desolation and desolation.

Zhao Sheng was shaken all over, just now he heard a name he didn't want to hear the most.

Sincerely successful? !
His eldest son has actually passed away.It turned out that he finally chose to return to the Zhao family.

White-haired people give black-haired people!There is no more suffering in the world than this.

But what is even more painful is that when the son passed away, not only did the father not see him for the last time, he didn't even know when.

Zhao Sheng is definitely not a qualified father.

He once sent his seven own flesh and blood to the carriage with his own hands, and finally watched them each go to an unknown distance.

At this moment, Zhao Sheng felt extremely bitter in his heart. He thought he was sensible enough, but he was wrong!
At this moment, the blood knife ancestor suddenly stood up and said cautiously: "That! I have something to do, so I will leave first."

Noisy!

Zhao Sheng's thoughts were suddenly interrupted by Chang Meng, and a nameless anger suddenly arose in his heart.

(End of this chapter)