Best Ascension

Chapter 251

".Forgive.Forgive!"

Ren Zidong couldn't move his body immediately, his internal organs were burned by a large amount of spiritual flames, and he tried to beg the enemy for mercy with a face full of despair.

Unexpectedly, before the words fell, his whole body suddenly burned from the inside to the outside, and was swallowed by the purple gold spirit fire in a blink of an eye, and then he was burned into a ball and flew back.

Zhao Sheng retracted his arm slowly, his exposed skin was fair and tender, and there was no trace of body training at all.

You must know that Zhao Sheng was still thin and thin in the past two years, with a sallow skin, looking like a sick tiger.

Looking at it now, in addition to his slightly thin body, Zhao Sheng's skin is actually whiter than a woman's, and a layer of flesh has grown on his face, his facial features have become regular, and he looks much handsomer.

Compared with the previous two years, it was a completely different person.

All these changes are due to "Immortal Golden Body".

This exercise has five body training areas of "skin, flesh, tendon, bone, and blood".

After collecting the five treasures of Gengjin, Yueliuyin, Jiureturning Iron, Mercury Crystal Essence, and Ice Fire Copper, Zhao Sheng's body refining technique began to advance by leaps and bounds.

His skin slowly began to turn from yellow to white as he smelted moonsilver into his skin.At the same time, the iron muscles also let his body grow a little bit of flesh.

After two years, the Immortal Golden Body didn't even reach Xiaocheng, but Zhao Sheng became like this.

It has to be said that humans are visual animals.

Since his appearance has changed drastically, his wife has become more gentle and considerate to him, and even the eldest son has become closer to him.

Zhao Sheng took Ren Zidong's spiritual weapon and storage bag into his hands.

At this time, a murderous faceless man in black suddenly flew from a distance.

This person saluted on one knee, cupped his fists, and said respectfully: "My lord, the rest of Ren's family members have all been strangled. What should I do next, please give me instructions from the leader?"

Zhao Sheng looked at his subordinates and ordered: "After destroying the corpses and eradicating traces, follow me to attack the Ren family's garrison."

In order not to get away with a job, he directly mobilized the entire Anbu team under his command.

"Yes, my lord!"

After a while, the 22 members of Anbu in black, like black bats, quietly left the valley and flew into the deep night.

……

Three days later, the night was dark and windy, and I couldn't see my fingers.

The Ren family residence under Qingsong Ridge was full of flames, and there were bursts of shouts and screams everywhere.

At this time, a merciless killing has come to an end.

When the two elders of the Foundation Establishment clan of the Ren family encountered accidents one after another and lost all news, the only surviving Foundation Establishment Patriarch of the Ren family was inevitably alone.

Therefore, in the face of a sudden attack and killing, the Ren family was caught off guard, and without even building an organized resistance, they were taken away in a wave of destruction.

Step, step!
A thin figure wearing a gluttonous mask stepped into the Ren family's ancestral hall step by step through the bloody water.

From time to time, people's wailing before death, begging for mercy, and desperate roars could be heard in his ears.

In the ancestral hall, rows of memorial tablets have fallen to the dust, lying on the ground in disorder.

An old man with white beard and hair, goose-skinned and white-haired sat half-closed and half-closed in front of the altar in the ancestral hall with wide-eyed glaring eyes.There was a big hole in his chest, and he was out of breath.

Beside him, stood a triumphant red-faced old man with three steep mountain peaks embroidered on his robe.

As soon as this person saw Zhao Sheng walking in, he immediately stepped forward with a smile on his face, cupped his hands and said, "Gao Tie, you are a step late. The old man of the Ren family has already died under the hands of the old man. According to the rules set in advance, I can share an extra [-]% of the Ren family's three mountain roads." heritage."

"Sect Master He, don't worry. With me here, no one would dare to take credit for your achievements in the Three Mountains." Zhao Sheng said lightly.

"With a word from you, the old man is finally relieved. Haha!"

After the red-faced old man laughed, a black iron box suddenly slipped out of his cuff, and he presented it to Zhao Sheng with a flattering expression, and said with a smile: "It's just a small gift, please accept it!"

Zhao Sheng opened the iron box casually and took a look, only to see a dark black iron ball the size of a steamed bun in the box, and there was actually a spiritual vortex attached to the iron ball.

The aura vortex is clearly visible, it is slowly spinning, absorbing the aura from the outside world and pouring it into the iron bead.

Zhao Sheng closed the lid violently, looked at the red-faced old man with sharp eyes, and suddenly asked: "Tie mother is such a treasure, are you willing to give it away?"

"As long as Taotie, you can look after Gu Sanshan Road a little more in the future. This piece of iron mother, I am willing to give it to you." The red-faced old man replied seriously.

Zhao Sheng took a deep look at this person, and silently accepted the iron box.

At the same time, he secretly decided to find out how his identity was leaked after returning home.

The so-called iron mother is a kind of natural material and earth treasure that can only be produced by large black iron mines, and it is even rarer than Jiuhuantie.

As long as the iron mother is put into an ordinary iron ore, after years of transformation and dissemination, the ordinary iron ore will slowly transform into black iron ore.

For one side, a black iron mine with continuous output all year round is no less than an inexhaustible cornucopia.

The Head of He of Sanshan Dao dared to give away such treasures, although there was a meaning of borrowing flowers to offer Buddha, it was also amazingly courageous.

Half a month later, under the auspices of Zhao Sheng, the Ren family's territory was divided among the three forces, and the Zhao family also successfully took over the Xuantie mine.

Once the matter was completed, Zhao Sheng couldn't hold back his homesickness anymore, left the Anbu brigade, and rushed back to Xinglong City alone.

In just three days, he flew over thousands of miles of mountains and rivers, and returned to the mansion in a hurry.

Just as Zhao Sheng landed in a garden, he heard eager shouts coming from outside the courtyard wall.

"Master, run slowly and be careful!"

"Oh, it hurts! Let go, young master!"

Hearing these voices, Zhao Sheng smiled knowingly, and instantly released his consciousness to investigate the past.

At the same time, his figure flashed and disappeared suddenly.

Suddenly,

Zhao Sheng appeared at the gate of the garden, just at this moment, a small figure ran out from the corner like a whirlwind, jumped up like a cannonball, and rushed straight to the gate of the garden in a daze.

With quick eyes and quick hands, Zhao Sheng hugged the little man who was flying over.

boom!
At this time, a pink fist suddenly hit his chin, and there was a muffled bang sound, the force was so frightening, it was completely unimaginable that it was swung by a baby who was only one year old.

"Good boy, even Daddy dares to beat you! It seems that I can't do without beating you up."

After Zhao Sheng finished speaking, he raised one hand with a strange smile, and slapped his son Bai Nen's buttocks with the other hand very skillfully.

Zhao Huaying has a thick head and a thick head, but she is three feet tall at the age of one year old. She looks as big as a four-year-old child.

His big black eyes stared blankly at his father, with a blank expression on his face, as if he had forgotten who his father was?

At this moment, three handsome and panting maids ran quickly from the courtyard wall.

"Master Wanan!"

When the three of them saw Zhao Sheng, their faces turned pale with fright, and they hurriedly bowed down to salute.

"Excuse me," Zhao Sheng waved his hand.

"You are my father?"

Zhao Huaying woke up like a dream, immediately hugged Zhao Sheng's arm, and cried loudly: "Father, why did you come back! Mother wants to kill Yinger. You have to save Yinger!"

"Did you get into trouble again? Otherwise, why would your mother be willing to beat you?"

"Ying'er doesn't have it! Those runes are too difficult to learn, and Ying'er can't remember them all. Hmph, mother will hit me." Zhao Huaying said extremely aggrieved.

Zhao Sheng was taken aback when he heard the words, his child was only over one year old, and his wife actually hoped that his son would become a dragon!

A one-year-old baby's physical development and mentality are similar to those of a three- or four-year-old child, which made Zhao Sheng happy, but also a little puzzled.

There is no doubt that his son also inherited the bloodline of the Mangu War Body.

But unlike him, his son inherited the advantages of blood, but did not inherit his defects at all.

Not only does he not have yellowish skin, nor is he as thin as a stick, but he grows at a frighteningly fast rate. Not to mention his body is extremely healthy, his energy is also frighteningly strong.

Ordinary one-year-old children sleep soundly for at least eight hours a day, but Zhao Huaying only sleeps for two hours, and the rest of the time is mischievous, and her curiosity is stronger than that of a cat.

If it is said that Zhao Sheng, as the first generation of barbarian combat body, is still a little "unacceptable" in the Tianzhu world, then it will be passed on to the second generation of Zhao Huaying.The Mangu battle body seems to have undergone adaptive mutation, and has adapted to the environment of Tianzhu Realm.

But at the same time, the bloodline traits of "Fight against heaven and earth, Mangu refuses to submit to heaven!" in Mangu's battle body are also gradually revealed in his son.

Zhao Huaying is naturally irritable, hyperactive, aggressive, impatient, and sometimes stubborn, showing the tendency of a berserker.

"Father, can you spank your mother? Just like spanking Ying'er, spank her ass too."

Zhao Huaying, who is "children's words without scruples", made a bold statement, and at the same time kept twisting her body, her short legs kicked wildly in Zhao Sheng's arms.

"What a big boy, the sky is big and the earth is big, your mother is the biggest! Your father can't afford it!

Let's go, I'll take you to intercede with your mother. "

Zhao Sheng hugged his son with one hand, striding towards the inner courtyard.

……

Fifteen years later, the underground gravity room in Chengdui District, Xinglong.

Boom, boom!

Terrible roars continued to explode from the gravity chamber.

A first-order high-grade spiritual puppet that is over ten feet in size and black all over is swinging two black iron arms like big sticks, aiming at a vigorous and flexible figure, crazily sweeping straight, and flashing out a series of broken lines at a high speed. Shadow, every blow is weighty.

Not far away, Zhao Sheng stood side by side with the giant Zhao Xuanjing, both of them looked at the figure who was moving around with smiles on their faces.

"How about it?"

"Not bad, very good, extraordinary talent! Just like you, he is a body-training wizard who is unique in a thousand." Zhao Xuanjing was full of praise.

After Zhao Sheng heard this, he couldn't help but suggested: "Ancestor, Ying'er has a bad temper. Going to Ksitigarbha sect at such a young age will inevitably cause trouble. Why don't you go a few years later?"

"Sixteen years old is just right. If it's too late, the quota will be someone else's. Besides, with the old man here, even if Ying'er makes a big disaster, the old man will be able to cover it up." Zhao Xuanjing said proudly.

It would be a big joke if a half-step Nascent Soul couldn't keep his own descendants.

Hearing what Zhao Xuanjing said, Zhao Sheng nodded helplessly, then suddenly rushed to Daer and shouted: "Yinger, you can fight back."

"Okay, Dad, look after it!" Zhao Huaying shouted excitedly: "I'll fight!"

As soon as the voice fell, his figure disappeared from the naked eye in an instant, and then a more rapid and intense roar came from the spirit puppet.

In an instant, the spirit puppet was beaten to the ground, and the incomparably hard black iron armor on his body had countless deep fist marks in a blink of an eye.

The next second, there was a loud noise.

The spirit puppet flew high and was kicked off the ground in an instant, and then was punched and kicked by Zhao Huaying fiercely and crazily like a sandbag, with little power to parry.

In just a few minutes, a good family of black iron spirit puppets was torn apart by Zhao Huaying, and turned into a pile of scrap iron.

After Zhao Huaying finished the fight, she walked in front of her father and ancestor with a relaxed body, with a smug expression on her face: "Father, ancestor, I just did a good job!"

Zhao Sheng couldn't see his son being too ostentatious, so he immediately yelled and said, "That's terrible, I can beat you with one hand and make you cry."

The 16-year-old Zhao Huaying is very handsome, with long eyebrows and phoenix eyes, full of heroic spirit.Not only is he physically strong, his body is full of tendons, like a tiger, but he is also over nine feet tall, so he can easily look down on his father who is only seven feet tall.

"Father, if you were the same age as me, you would be worse than me. Ancestor, do you think so?" Zhao Huaying turned to look at Zhao Xuanjing with a face full of disbelief.

Zhao Xuanjing patted Zhao Huaying's head, nodded and smiled kindly: "Ying'er is right. When your father was 16 years old, he was ugly, skinny and skinny. He is far worse than your kid." gone."

After Zhao Huaying listened, she said triumphantly: "Father, you see, my ancestors also think I'm right."

Seeing this, Zhao Sheng shook his head secretly: "Ying'er is a bit out of his mind. Xuan Jing is talking about looks, but he didn't mention strength at all. Isn't the meaning expressed in these words obvious enough?
If he goes to the Ksitigarbha sect, I hope he won't be tricked into going there. "

Thinking of this, Zhao Sheng suddenly asked: "Ying'er, the ancestor wants to take you to practice in the Ksitigarbha sect, are you willing to follow? If not, I will—"

Before he finished speaking, Hao Da'er's eyes suddenly brightened, his head nodded like he was pounding garlic, and he shouted excitedly: "Yes, I am willing! When are we going, old ancestor?"

Zhao Huaying had long wanted to get rid of the discipline and restraint of her parents, but when she heard that she had the opportunity to leave Xinglong City, her heart was filled with grass, and she couldn't care less about her parents' thoughts.

Ok!

Seeing his son's eagerness, Zhao Sheng couldn't help but give him a hard look, and simply stopped trying to persuade him.

The son can't help his father when he grows up!

……

Back in the inner house, Zhao Sheng told his wife about the matter,
After listening to Dong Miaozhen, regardless of her pregnancy, she was very excited and asked her ancestors for an explanation.

Seeing this, Zhao Sheng hugged his wife, persuaded her with good words, and said with great effort that a loving mother has a lot of failures. For the sake of Yinger's future, the eldest son left and the second son was born soon. Only then did Dong Miaozhen reluctantly be persuaded.

It's also interesting to say.

When their son was young, Zhao Sheng and his wife played the role of strict mother and loving father.

As Zhao Huaying grew up and got into more and more troubles, the roles of Zhao Sheng and Zhao Sheng also quickly switched to strict father and loving mother.

The more Zhao Huaying got into trouble, the more Dong Miaozhen doted on her children.

In terms of parenting, she is not at all like the weaver girl carefully cultivated by the Dong family.

A month later, Dong Miaozhen successfully gave birth to her second son, named Zhao Huaxiong.

On the third day, the eldest son, Zhao Huaying, took most of the family belongings of the Zhao family, and followed the ancestor Zhao to leave Xinglong City and go to the unknown and mysterious Ksitigarbha sect.

This time, it will be 20 years.

(End of this chapter)