Best Ascension

"Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooery

Zhao Linzong stood aside, watching Yao Lao eating there with a pleasant smile.

But when he heard the word Jueming San, his face changed drastically and he was sweating profusely.

With a plop, he knelt down directly.

"Old Yao, I am wronged! I definitely did not release Jueming Powder. By the way, someone must be framing me!" Zhao Linzong argued in a panic and anxiously.

puff!
Old man in gray robe.
Well, Zhao Sheng spat out a piece of duck bone, with a ghastly smile on his face, stretched out his finger, and a stream of water shot out, sinking into Zhao Linzong's chest.

Ahh!

Zhao Linzong's face was extremely distorted immediately, and he felt the muscles, bones and flesh all over his body were violently distorted and deformed. A burst of unimaginable pain came out of his mind, causing him to roll on the ground with his head in his arms.

"Hehe, Xiao Zongzi, you are so stupid. You don't even know you were poisoned.

If it weren't for how useful you are, the old man would have already buried you in the ginseng field as ginseng fertilizer. "

It's strange to say that it was obviously a vicious and ruthless word, but when each word fell into Zhao Linzong's ears, the pain in his body would automatically reduce by one point.

After Zhao Sheng finished speaking, the pain disappeared.

After this painful experience, Zhao Linzong was terrified, but also engraved the old thief's words into his bones, and he couldn't forget them even if he wanted to.

"Get out, do you still want to pretend to be dead?"

When Zhao Linzong heard this, he got up from the ground in fright, afraid to look at Yao Lao with trepidation.

At this moment, he didn't realize that his majestic body seemed to be bigger than before.

Zhao Sheng threw away the jug at hand, and asked lightly, "Have you done what the old man told you to do?"

"Uh, it's done. Both Songyan and Fengyiluo have confessed, and this is their hush money."

As he said that, Zhao Linzong hurriedly took out two Nakong seals from his arms, and handed them to Yao Lao.

Zhao Sheng stretched out his hand to take a picture of the Nakong seal, looked at it casually, and threw one back casually.

"This one rewards you! Next time, use your brain more, and in the future, you will work hard for the old man. If you get the benefits, you will share it with me. Of course, if you can kill me, hehe. All the blackmailed things will belong to you. Just Do you dare to ask?"

Hearing this, Zhao Linzong was sweating profusely, and hurriedly shook his head and waved his hands desperately: "Don't dare, Xiao Zongzi absolutely dare not!"

Zhao Sheng was really full of wickedness, he actually frightened a burly man like a little daughter-in-law.

This old ancestor is no one anymore.

At this time, Zhao Linzong regretted and feared in his heart.

Three years ago, he was approached by an old thief and had to do some shameful things for him.

Matters such as extortion and extortion are only pediatrics, and even murders and treasures have been secretly done several times.

In order to complete the tasks ordered by the old thief, he was in danger several times and almost died several times. Fortunately, every time he turned danger into good luck, he finally killed the enemy instead.

Zhao Linzong was not afraid of killing people, but things like extortion, planting and framing really made him scratch his head.

What's even more irritating is that most of the benefits were swallowed by the old thief. He only shared a little soup and water, but the price was that he was regarded as a thorn in the flesh by many fellow disciples.

Zhao Linzong tried his best but couldn't figure it out, how could an old man in charge of Shenyuan know the secrets of so many people, including two priests in the Foundation Establishment Realm.

After these years of experience, Zhao Linzong became more and more in awe of the old thief, only feeling that the other party was moody and unpredictable.

Zhao Sheng raised his eyebrows, waved to Zhao Linzong a booklet, and said in a calm tone: "There is a lone cultivator's residence in the Black Canyon two hundred miles away. You have half a month to retrieve the treasure inside. Now... get lost Bar!"

Zhao Linzong immediately turned around and escaped from Shenyuan as if he had received an amnesty.

Looking at the figure running away in a hurry, Zhao Sheng shook his head secretly, feeling that the career of training future generations is a long way to go!
He has two backhands on Zhao Linzong, and he is not afraid that this kid will die unexpectedly, but he thinks that Zhao Linzong's aptitude is not bad, but his mind is not very flexible, and he needs to be tempered and tested a lot.

Going back to explore the Mansion of Sanxiu like this time, Zhao Sheng had already let two priests in the late stage of Qi refining get the same map by "coincidence".

These two whetstones should be enough for that boy Zhao Linzong to suffer a lot.

Alas, his old ancestor was worried about his descendants.

Thinking of this, Zhao Sheng suddenly disappeared without a trace from where he was.

……

Half a year later, the garden
"Hmph, you kid actually practiced the "Blood Soul Sutra" secretly."

Zhao Sheng poked Zhao Linzong's lower dantian with his finger expressionlessly.

A flash of light made Zhao Linzong twitch in pain on the spot, and the spiritual power in his body boiled violently like boiling water. The spiritual power vortex that was originally stained with a layer of blood was washed away countless times by some invisible force in an instant, and the light blue color was restored. .

"The old man told you that the "Blood Soul Sutra" is dangerous and must not be cultivated. How dare you ignore the old man's words!"

Zhao Linzong got up from the ground with a pale complexion, and muttered inaudibly: "Everyone can practice, but why can't I, the old thief is too lenient!"

He thought Zhao Sheng couldn't hear it, but he didn't know that it was an old monster in front of him.

Zhao Sheng's eyes flashed, his brows furrowed, he slapped Zhao Linzong's head, and scolded: "Say you are stupid, you kid is really stupid. How can there be such a good thing in this world! Just looking at the improvement of cultivation base The speed is faster, but the lifespan is not seen to be greatly reduced, and even the soul cannot be reincarnated after death, and eventually becomes the food of others."

Hearing this, Zhao Linzong shivered habitually.

He knew that practicing the "Blood Soul Sutra" would shorten his lifespan, but he didn't know that the spirit and soul could not be reincarnated after death.

The "Five Hells of Reincarnation" has been published for many years, and the theory of reincarnation has gradually been accepted by Huang Tian believers, and it has become more and more popular.

As an inner disciple, Zhao Linzong was deeply influenced, so he was extremely awed by the reincarnation.

"Old Yao Lao, everyone in the sect is now practicing the "Blood Soul Sutra". Since you said so, why didn't the upper echelons come forward to prohibit the cultivation of such evil methods?" Zhao Linzong suddenly had a flash of inspiration and asked immediately.

"Hehe, not to mention Huang Tianjiao, even if you look at the entire Underworld, how many people have never practiced the "Blood Soul Sutra". Guess why those Nascent Souls and even the True Monarch of Huashen didn't come forward to stop them?
The water here is deep.You kid is too shallow, don't think about what you have and what you don't have.Obediently listen to what the old man tells you to do. "

Hearing this, Zhao Linzong was secretly dumbfounded, and once again raised his opinion of the old thief in his heart.

Before, he boldly guessed that the old thief was most likely a devil who had infiltrated the Yellow Heaven Sect to avoid robbery, and his cultivation level was at least above Foundation Establishment.

Now it seems that it may be more than that, it may be a golden core demon who is rampant in the world.

As for Nascent Soul?

Zhao Linzong didn't even think about it.

How could such a legendary existence live in such a remote small garden incognito?

Not to mention that the Patriarch Tianqiong of our religion is the great master of the late Nascent Soul, how could he allow a Nascent Soul old devil to hide under his nose.

As Zhao Sheng said, [-]% of the monks in the Underworld also practice the evil method of "Blood Soul Sutra".

This is actually a typical example of bad money driving out good money.

Why did this happen?Not to mention those Nascent Soul priests secretly fueling the flames, after all, benefits such as blood essence and blood beads will always flow to the highest level.

Just talking about the matter of everyone practicing the "Blood Soul Sutra" is actually completely beneficial and harmless to the Blood God.As the "Day of Heaven", the Blood God will of course "reward" such actions greatly.

After thousands of years, it is only natural that blood cultivators are flooded.

This is not only the case in the Netherworld, but also in the Nether God Realm, because most of the remaining consciousness of the Blood God falls in the Nether God Realm.

After repeatedly warning Zhao Linzong not to tell anyone the secret, Zhao Sheng habitually rewarded him with a bottle of ginseng elixir, gave him two tasks at the same time, and then waved him to get out of here.

When Zhao Linzong left Shenyuan with complicated emotions, Zhao Sheng also appeared on the nine-story altar in Heiwangdong.

Feng Yiyong has been waiting here for a long time.

In just a few years, the Huangtian Temple Master, who is less than one person and more than ten thousand people, has aged a lot.

The Huangtian Sect's power expanded too fast, and the original resources were far from being able to meet the needs. This also made the cruel and bloody fighting atmosphere more and more popular in the sect. On the surface, they were not allowed to kill each other, but secretly, disciples suddenly disappeared every day.

Now that there is only this little thing, Feng Yiyong will not grow old so fast.

As the different factions in the church became more and more distinct, the top ten golden elixir chief priests became more and more aggressive, even eyeing his position as acting leader.

Feng Yiyong has to maintain balance, suppress those ambitious people, and at the same time try his best to complete the tasks ordered by the adults.

This was the main reason why he was so devastated and exhausted physically and mentally.

Zhao Sheng is very aware of Feng Yiyong's difficult situation, and also very aware of Huang Tianjiao's chaotic situation, but he doesn't take it seriously.

Whether it is Feng Yiyong or Huang Tianjiao, they are just tools.

Huang Tianjiao can be easily rebuilt after being destroyed.

Feng Yiyong was overthrown, and the winner took the stage.

As long as he is alive, everything cannot be turned out of his palm.

"My lord, the material reserve has reached [-]%, and the army has also been mobilized. As long as the lord gives an order, the army will definitely enter the Zhuolang Lake area as quickly as possible. It's just..."

Feng Yi hesitated bravely, seeming to have something hard to say.

Zhao Sheng's eyes flashed, and he waved his sleeves, only to see a slap-sized, pitch-black wild rhino roaring and flying into Feng Yiyong's hands.

"The high priest of the river otters is nothing to worry about, the old man will let you drive the Black King temporarily.

I will give you three years to win the five thousand miles of Zhulang Lake for the human race.In addition, try to capture the river otter priests alive, the old man has other uses. "

"My lord's order is the life of my subordinates. Even if my subordinates die, they will fulfill my lord's orders, and I will return triumphant in the end!"

Feng Yi bowed down bravely and roared reverently.

"Well, go down!"

"Obey, my lord! This subordinate will leave first."

After Feng Yi bowed and exited the Black King Cave bravely, he couldn't put it down while touching the Black King's control order in his hand, his confidence was greatly increased, and he immediately began to think about how to take advantage of this battle to subdue several thorns in the sect.

One month later, all the tribes in the Tianhuo Plain suddenly launched an attack together, and an elite army of one million entered the Zhuolang Lake area in the west within a day.

Prior to this, many human monks headed by Huang Tianjiao also raided Zhuolang Lake to the largest river otter tribe half a day earlier.

On that day, Feng Yi was brave and vigorous, and drove the corpse of the wild rhinoceros from the regrettable mountain to fall from the sky, scaring away the priest of the river otter who was seriously injured and still alive.

The two tribes fought together, and the human tribe quickly gained the upper hand. The river otters were caught off guard at first, and then they lost consecutive battles. Many tribes were successively defeated by the human tribe.
Because the human race took the initiative to provoke the war, the situation in the eastern part of the Nine Monsters Continent suddenly changed. The Lei Peng, the earth python, the ghost fox and other alien races near the Tianhuo Plain sent a large number of spies to sneak into the battlefield to find out the information of the war.

At the same time, the high priests of the Nascent Soul of the several clans also went surreptitiously, and many of them sneaked into the Heiwang Peak and tried it out for themselves.

There are always people who don't believe in evil!
For this reason, Zhao Sheng secretly "pacified" the two uninvited "guests".

Let them grin their teeth and leave a generous door-to-door gift before letting them leave with their beards and tails.

Just when the war was getting better, the Heitanjin Test Ground deep in the earth also accepted batch after batch of new test products.

A thousand prison cells were far from enough, and Zhao Sheng had to urgently refine another large-scale Fenghuo copper test site.

Both Fenghuo Copper and Black Tanjin are excellent materials for refining the outer shell of spaceships in the realm. Not only are they extremely hard, but they also have an excellent effect of isolating spiritual energy.

With the arrival of the night season, the world fell into darkness, the weather turned cold, and because of the raging demons and demons, the war between the human race and the river otters had to be temporarily suspended, and the war will resume in the daytime season of the next year.

In the second month of the Mingye season, the world is quiet and everything is covered with ice and snow.

Heiwangfeng is shrouded in a faint red light, and the temperature on the mountain is always above zero.

Zhao Linzong stood aside anxiously, waiting for the old thief to speak.

"Hehe, the good "Xuanyuan True Water Method" made you look like a ghost, it really is a waste of such a superior method." Zhao Sheng sized him up and said mockingly.

"But Lao Yao Lao, I have really cultivated seriously, but who the hell knows, something went wrong when I was practicing. Now the meridian route has shifted so much, but it has no effect. What's going on? , I don’t understand either!” Zhao Linzong had an innocent expression on his face.

"Boy, the old man taught you to be good. You can't see any abnormalities now. When you build your foundation, you will know how powerful you are!"

As he said that, Zhao Sheng spread his arms and made an explosive mouth shape.

"Bang, your spiritual power went berserk, and you were blown to pieces, are you afraid!"

"Scared, scared! Lao Yao, help me!" Zhao Linzong was so frightened that he knelt down.

The ancients said that a man can bend and stretch!

In the past few years, he has knelt countless times, and this time is not bad.

"Here, the old man has a nameless secret technique in his hand, take it back and study it carefully. If you can cultivate to the level of Dacheng, it may save your life." After finishing speaking, Zhao Sheng took out a blue crystal plate from under his buttocks , and threw it into Zhao Linzong's arms.

"Really?" Zhao Linzong was a little skeptical.

In the past few years, he has been tricked not once or twice.

If it weren't for his great fortune and destiny, he would always be lucky if he died, and now we are afraid that the weeds would cover the grave.