Best Ascension

Chapter 395 That Elder
Then, Zhao Xuanjing was surprised, and said again: "Your name is Zhao Qiongtian, why haven't I seen you before. It is impossible for me not to know about such an amazing and talented junior! Could it be that I have been cultivating for too long, and now I have not seen you?" Hundreds of years have passed?"

Zhao Sheng was a little speechless when he heard the words, and muttered to himself: "I haven't seen him for more than 1000 years. How did Xuan Jing's temper become so big? It seems a little confused."

Seeing this, Zhao Changdu quickly explained: "The ancestors don't know something. Qiongtian is a clansman who returned from the Nether God Realm, and was not born in this world."

"Oh, that's how it is! The old man thought... Changdu, you brought this kid here, maybe not just for the old man to meet!"

"The old ancestor has learned thousands of miles. Qiongtian brought back news about the Qingyang ancestor." Zhao Changdu said with an excited expression.

Zhao Xuanjing's eyes were fixed, and a vast and terrifying aura suddenly erupted from his whole body.

At this moment, Zhao Sheng was shocked, as if facing the unattainable Tianzhu Mountain.

"Qingyang?!"

Zhao Xuanjing picked up Zhao Sheng with an extremely anxious expression: "Where is Qingyang now? Tell the old man quickly!"

At that time, his strength was low, and he was powerless in front of Xie Wuxu, the true king of Huashen, so he could only let his most important junior complete the task of narrowly dying.

At this point, Qingyang has really gone and never returned, and there has been no news since then.

Zhao Xuanjing has always felt deeply guilty for this, and he has been thinking about this matter all the time, and he is almost becoming his demon.

300 years ago, at the critical moment of his promotion to Huashen, he almost failed because of this matter.

Although Zhao Xuanjing usually doesn't talk about this matter, Zhao Chang and the rest of the Nascent Soul descendants are well aware of the heart troubles of their ancestors.

So after learning about the Qingyang patriarch, Zhao Changdu immediately brought Zhao Sheng to the rooftop to meet the patriarch.

Zhao Sheng didn't speak immediately, but looked at Zhao Changdu beside him.

This great monk in the late Yuanying period was indeed a person with a clear mind. Seeing this, he immediately said: "My condolences to the ancestors, the ancestors of Qingyang have been sitting for many years."

Pfft!
Zhao Sheng only felt his collar loosen, and his body fell to the ground with a plop.

"Really? After all, I won't give the old man a chance to make up for it. Sigh"

A trace of loss and regret flashed across Zhao Xuanjing's face, but he quickly regained his composure after sighing.

Huashen Zhenjun is also a human being, and naturally has seven emotions and six desires, but their minds are extremely strong, and after showing their true emotions for a while, they can immediately restrain their minds.

"Tell me! The old man really wants to know the ups and downs that Qingyang has experienced there. Qiongtian, you can tell as much as you know." Zhao Xuanjing looked at Zhao Sheng, his expression was as calm as water, and there were no waves.

Upon seeing this, Zhao Sheng said: "Patriarch Qingyang has lived up to the high expectations of his ancestors, and has been successfully promoted to the Nascent Soul Realm. Back then, when he traveled through time and space, he strayed into the Underworld Realm..."

It took a full half an hour for Zhao Sheng to describe Zhao Qingyang's life of struggling in another world with mixed truths and falsehoods. Although he died after only a few years, his short life was extremely magnificent and quite legendary.

Zhao Xuanjing listened very seriously, while Zhao Changdu, who was at the side, blew his beard and stared many times, obviously dissatisfied.

In the middle of his narration, Zhao Sheng gave the other party winks several times, as if to say, "I forgot to mention it before, and I will make up for it later."

After finally waiting for Zhao Sheng to finish speaking, the old boy Zhao Changdu immediately stepped forward to show his merits, handed the jade slips and books to the ancestor, and smiled courteously: "These are the relics left by the ancestor Qingyang, please The ancestors have seen it."

Zhao Xuanjing took it, and opened the thread-bound book first, and when he saw the handwriting inside, he immediately revealed a bit of emotion and longing.

"That's right, the handwriting is exactly the same as Qingyang's, it really is his own handwriting."

Zhao Sheng and Zhao Changdu stood quietly by the side, and did not speak, because at this moment, silence speaks louder than words.

A quarter of an hour later, Zhao Xuanjing read the jade slips and the book three times, then put the things in the storage bag, then looked up at Zhao Sheng and said in a deep voice: "Changdu, after you go down the mountain, take Qingyang's The news informs the group of unsatisfactory cubs in Longdu. In addition, I also reprimand them for the old man, telling them to restrain their ambitions and not cross the line."

"Yes, the elders will definitely bring the teachings of our ancestors." Zhao Changdu looked solemn when he heard this, and bowed in agreement.

When Zhao Sheng was wondering where the dragons were, Zhao Xuanjing turned his head and looked over, and asked kindly: "Qiao Tian, ​​you have made such a great contribution, I can't help but reward you. Well, your golden elixir is perfect, and this thing is just right for you. Useful, reward you."

After finishing speaking, he wiped his waist with one hand, and then threw a emerald green pill bottle over,

The pill bottle was crystal clear, and the whole was carved out of a top-quality spirit stone. Even though it was a used waste spirit stone, it was still very valuable.

However, compared with the elixir in the bottle, the mere elixir bottle is not worth mentioning.

The elixir in the bottle was only the size of a longan, and the whole body was white and moist, surrounded by four emerald green elixir patterns. It seemed ordinary, but Zhao Sheng recognized the elixir at a glance as an infant transformation elixir.

Back then, in order to refine an Infant Transformation Pill, the Ziyang Sect mobilized the power of the entire sect, and even auctioned off multiple spiritual veins.As a result, it indirectly led to the first separation of the Zhao family and the great migration.

The Infant Transformation Pill is so precious and rare, but Zhao Xuanjing gave it to him at this time.

In less than 2000 years, the Zhao family has grown from scratch to its current height.

Thinking of this, Zhao Sheng couldn't help feeling a little turbulent in his heart.

"Thank you, ancestor, for giving me the pill!"

Even though Zhao Sheng might not need Huaying Pill, only a fool would refuse the benefits he got for nothing.

Besides, I have fought for several lifetimes, can't I enjoy it now?
Zhao Xuanjing seemed to feel that a single Infant Transformation Pill was not enough to pay for his merits, and then he specially emphasized: "Don't think this old man is stingy. You must know that you are now favored by the heavens, and your luck is so strong. It is not difficult at all to survive the Nascent Soul Tribulation .One Infant Transformation Pill is enough."

Zhao Sheng was about to say a few words of humility, but was interrupted by the other party waving.

"In addition, the old man gave you the highest authority of the Zhao family's scripture library, allowing you to browse all the collections in the family. At the same time, the Zhao family's treasures are also open to you. You are allowed to choose one heaven-level treasure, three earth-level treasures, and below the mysterious level. Take nine pieces at will.

At the same time, after your Nascent Soul, you will automatically be promoted to the elder of the Taishang clan, and the clan branch will be included in the Shenzi vein. "

Good guy!
Zhao Sheng was speechless secretly, Zhao Xuanjing's actions were really generous, it was like a big gift from heaven, and it was not in vain for his painstaking cultivation.

Zhao Changdu hesitated to speak after hearing this, but seeing that the old ancestor was in high spirits, he didn't dare to say anything more.

After Zhao Xuanjing handed him a gold medal carved with a mountain dragon, Zhao Sheng said sincerely: "Qiontian will definitely live up to the high expectations of our ancestors, and he will devote himself to the family and die!" "

"Let's avoid some common etiquette. I have high hopes for you. I hope you can reach the same height as the old man after thousands of years. Continue the luck of the family for thousands of years."

After saying this, Zhao Xuanjing suddenly lost interest, as if he had run out of interest in talking.

Seeing this, Zhao Changdu pulled Zhao Sheng knowingly and asked his ancestors to resign.

Zhao Xuanjing nodded, his body slowly puffed up, and after flying to the top of the nine-story Ascension Tower, the void suddenly "rippled" like water waves, and then disappeared in front of Zhao Sheng and the two of them.

"Let's go, the old man will take you out." Zhao Changdu turned his head and greeted Zhao Sheng.

Not long after, the two left the rooftop and walked out step by step along the light path when they came.

As soon as Fang stepped out of the void restriction range, the light path flickered for a while and then disappeared suddenly, and the dense void restriction quickly disappeared in the endless darkness again.

hum!
The whole body of the dish boat glowed with a layer of silver light, and suddenly turned into a stream of light with a buzzing sound, fell into the atmosphere of Tiangang, and disappeared in the depths of the clouds in an instant.

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Three months later, Tianzhu Mountain, Dongtian City.

Qingweifang is a large-scale square city newly built by Dongtian City in recent hundreds of years, and the site is located behind Dongtian City.

This square was built by the Great Zhenjun Jianglong himself, and all the houses and courtyards in the workshop were built by the Great Zhenjun himself, never by others.

At the beginning of the year when the Dazhenjun became a god, or on a whim, he actually used his great supernatural powers to open mountains and build caves. After the Dongtian Cave, he opened up a super-large cave that was not smaller than the previous one. A large square city was created.

Countless cultivators regarded it as a miracle, and the prestige of the Great True Lord Subduing the Dragon and Subduing Demons quickly spread throughout the Tianzhu world.

Today, Qingweifang is very prosperous and lively, and has already become another famous market in Tianzhu world, but everyone knows that the master behind this market is still the Nantian Zhao family, and most of the real estate is still owned by Nantian A member of the Zhao clan.

On this day, in a simple and elegant cave to the east of Qingweifang, three Jindan real people were sitting cross-legged. The jade case in front of them was filled with all kinds of delicacies and strange fruits, and the spiritual wine in the cup filled the room with spiritual energy Fragrance.

"Brother Mulian, a strange thing happened on the mountain a few days ago. Do you know?" A Jindan Daoist, who was wearing Xuanyue's magic robe, asked suddenly to his old friend.

"Old friend" Mu Lian Zhenren is a brown-haired old man with strange eyes and a strange face, who seems to have a bit of alien features.

"Brother Zhanyue, are you talking about the celestial phenomenon a month ago?"

Master Zhanyue nodded repeatedly: "That's right, it's that strange incident. Of the three of us, you are the most well-informed. Do you know what happened that day? It looks like a thunder disaster, but it's too short. Said It must have been born in the Yi’s Mansion, but countless people searched that place countless times, and they couldn’t even find a hair. Or, is it some kind of natural treasure born?”

"Hehe! Brother Zhanyue, you have been there too! I am afraid that you have already turned it upside down. The two of us have been friends for almost 200 years. Don't you know your temperament? If there is a rare treasure, how can you Will you sit here honestly?" Mulian real person teased his old friend.

"Brother Dao, don't be joking. Do you know something inside? Tell me quickly!" Master Zhanyue has a thick skin, and he doesn't care about his old friend's teasing, but just keeps urging him.

Both Zhanyue and Mulian were born as casual cultivators, and to stand out from thousands of grass roots and cultivate to the Golden Core realm, they have experienced countless tribulations and tests.

However, it is not only due to the two's own efforts that they can have today, but also because of the historical process.

The millennium war between Youshen Realm and Tianzhu Realm has had good and bad results. The bad part is that countless immortal cultivators have fallen due to the war.The good thing is that the war also imperceptibly promoted the knowledge exchange and exchange between the two worlds, and as a result, the cultivation level of their respective civilizations was greatly improved.

Compared with thousands of years ago, the difficulty of establishing a foundation and promoting a golden core has not increased but decreased a lot.

This has also led to the fact that in today's Tianzhu world, the number of Jindan real people and Yuanying ancestors is much higher than that of 1000 years ago.

From this aspect, the war between the two worlds is undoubtedly a catalyst for the continuous progress of the cultivating civilization.

The topic is back on track.

Regarding the old friend's question, Master Mu Lian suddenly smiled and said, "You are asking the wrong person about this matter. If you don't ask the right master, why do you ask the old man. Fellow Daoist Jing Yuan, what do you think?"

Master Zhanyue heard the words and quickly turned his head to look at another distinguished guest.

This man is about sixty years old, looks like a fairy, but has a graceful and noble temperament. At first glance, he looks like a person who has been in a high position all year round.

The actual situation is also the same.

This person's name is Zhao Jingyuan, and he is one of the deputy masters of Qingwei Workshop.

In addition, he has another identity, he is the elder of the Jindan clan of the Jingzi generation of Nantian Zhao family, and he was born in the Shenzi vein.

Seeing the two of them looking over, Zhao Jingyuan didn't show a reserved smile, nodded slightly at the two of them, and said, "It's not really a secret that can't be told. The celestial phenomenon of last month is actually a part of this pulse." It’s just a Golden Core Elder crossing the catastrophe. It’s not disappointing, that elder has already been ranked as the elder of the Supreme Clan, and now he is retreating in the secret mansion.”

Even though he was prepared, Zhao Jingyuan's words still surprised Mu Lian and Zhanyue.

"Zhao Daoyou's words are serious! My boy, you Nantian Zhao Clan is really lucky. Including this senior, the whole clan has already produced fourteen Nascent Soul Patriarchs in one go. It's really incredible!" Zhan Yue couldn't bear it. I can't stop talking.

However, Master Mu Lian was keenly aware of another key point, and asked eagerly: "Friend Zhao, you said that senior came from your Shen Zimai. But as far as I know, the Shen Zimai Daoists of all generations have survived tribulations in Shenlong Valley. Why is this senior an exception? Why didn't the three Yuanying ancestors in your veins take care of you? Could it be?"

After Zhao Jingyuan heard this, he suddenly showed a wry smile, waved his hands and said, "Mu Lian, you are thinking about something wrong. You have nothing to say to others. The elder of my family was not excluded because of the throne. He was just an accident. No one thought that Nascent Soul Heavenly Tribulation, which is as difficult as reaching heaven in our hearts, would not be taken into consideration by that elder, and he would get through it so easily."

Hearing this, Master Zhanyue finally couldn't help being curious, and asked: "I wonder if that elder in your family is the Master Jindan from Shen Zimai? Is it Master Qiyan or Master Wulei?"

The two he was talking about were both famous late Jindan masters, and they were also the two most likely to survive the catastrophe.

Zhao Jingyuan said with a weird expression: "Neither! That elder is from Qiongzi's generation. He has been away before, so he is not famous. Actually, I have never met him. I only know that he took the name of Tian and called himself Wutong Sanren." .”

"Tsk tsk! After all, your family is outstanding, and your ancestors have come forth in succession. You don't know if it's good or bad, but Zhao Guo is about to cause another big storm."

"Who says it's not! But what does it matter to me? I, Zhao Jingyuan, was a wild crane, and now I'm hiding in Qingweifang. Those juniors couldn't hug me if they wanted to hug their thighs.

And in my opinion, that elder should also be a low-key ascetic monk, and I'm afraid he doesn't want to participate in the dispute over the throne.Otherwise. Alas, stop talking and drink! "

As he spoke, Zhao Jingyuan stretched out his hand to pick up the cup in front of him, and drank the fine wine in the cup in one gulp.

(End of this chapter)