Best Ascension

Chapter 433
The sudden self-explosion of the two Nascent Soul Patriarchs immediately caused a commotion in the hall.

But the turmoil subsided quickly, all the ancestors of the Nascent Soul were solemn and did not dare to question Huang Zu's actions.

Some powerful grand masters, such as Fang Ziqi, Patriarch Lei Peng and others faintly saw a clue, and instantly realized that those two unlucky bastards had unknowingly become puppets of the blood god.

Whether in the Nether God Realm or the Dark Night Realm, the existence of "Blood God" puppets is an absolute taboo.

Although everyone knows it well, almost no one dares to mention it, especially the aloof Blood God Son, who is the nightmare of countless Nascent Soul monks.

Zhao Sheng's pupils shrank slightly, feeling a little happy in his heart.

Judging from the actions just now, the Shanling clan represented by Huang Zu should be full of hostility towards the "Blood God", so they crushed the two little bugs to death without hesitation.

Zhao Sheng sat on the platform and watched the changes.

At this time, a huge roar suddenly came from the mountain, and it continued to reverberate in the Wanfa Palace. At the same time, it shocked the hearts of all the Yuanying ancestors and resonated with their souls.

scold ~!

Amidst the roar, Zhao Sheng was shocked to sense a sea-like, vast and boundless mental wave descending into the world in an instant.

Zhao Sheng was in a trance, and his consciousness was accompanied by the chirping sound, as if he had merged into the vast spirit of this vast ocean.

In a trance, an unimaginable scroll unfolded in Zhao Sheng's mind.

He seems to have seen the uplift of mountains, the diversion of rivers, the endless rain, snow, wind and frost, and he seems to have seen a seed break out of the ground, and then grow buds, stretch stems and branches, and the strong root system continues to draw strength from the earth and do its best. Growing, growing...until it grows into a towering tree.

The sun and the moon fly like a shuttle, and time flies like an arrow.

The long years seem to be compressed into a few short moments. After the tree withered and flourished countless times, it finally withered, decayed, and fertilized the land. One day, a seed broke through the ground again.

Shock, shake!
The vast land is shaking all the time, the strata are constantly cracking, uplifting, subsiding, and dislocations. Canyons, mountains, hills, and plains are formed by the shock and destroyed by the shock.
Countless grand and small images emerged in Zhao Sheng's heart lake. At the same time, he felt inexplicably that the world seemed to be howling, angry, fearful, fighting, and asking for help!

I don't know how long it has been!
The vast spirit receded like a tide, and Zhao Sheng suddenly fell from a very high spiritual level, and his consciousness returned to his mind.

He was so shocked that he opened his eyes abruptly, just in time to see the ecstatic smile on the face of the ancestor Yuanying on the surrounding Fatai.

At this time, Zhao Sheng suddenly found that the strength of his divine sense had increased by at least [-]% compared to before.

At the same time, his comprehension of earth movement, wood movement, life and death, shock and other aspects has also been greatly improved.

Huang Zu's performance is really mysterious and unpredictable, very similar to teaching the Dharma with the primordial spirit, and also a bit like the supernatural power of Buddhist "empowerment".

At some point, Huang Lingfeng disappeared from the Hall of Ten Thousand Laws, and the clouds enveloped the spiritual realm again, covering the sky below.

"Haha, the shackles that plagued me are finally loosened! In less than three years, this old man will definitely be able to break through the fourth level of Nascent Soul!"

"Huang Zu's longevity is boundless! The old man's wound was healed in one day, haha!"

"I got it, I got it!"

"If there is no Huang Zu's acting method, how can this deity think that the reincarnation of life and death is so easy to understand?"

"Master Huang Zu is selfless, and this old man deeply admires him."

The ancestors of Yuanying who came back to their senses expressed their joy one after another, and the atmosphere in Wanfa Hall became more and more enthusiastic and cheerful.

Apparently, something to gain for everyone!

Looking at the scenes around him, Zhao Sheng calmed down and calculated with his fingers, feeling slightly startled.

Only then did he realize that a whole day had passed unknowingly.

After a while, a group of Nascent Soul Patriarchs hurriedly left the Ten Thousand Laws Hall, each found an idle palace nearby, and they all went into seclusion one by one, and began to digest and comprehend the exercises.

Zhao Sheng is no exception.

Half a month passed in a flash.

As the Yuanying ancestors left the customs one after another, the palace complex on Baili Lingyun quickly became a place for socializing,

Waves of celestial music came from the depths of the palace, and many bewitching beauties came in and out of the palace, and at the same time served all kinds of spirit wine and delicacies, carefully serving every ancestor of the Yuanying.

The end of Huang Zu's performance does not mean that the grand event has ended, but it is a sign that the grand event has reached its climax.

At this time, it is the best time for the ancestors of Yuanying to be full of inspiration and eager to exchange Taoism with their colleagues and verify what each other has learned.

Therefore, no Yuanying Patriarch would be willing to let go of this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

As Zhao Sheng is a newly promoted "Grand Master", many of his colleagues naturally came to visit him. The purpose is not only to exchange Taoism, but also to forge friendship.

For every comrade who took the initiative to come to the door, Zhao Sheng never refused, chatting and laughing happily.

In the process of communication, he is also secretly choosing the right candidate.

One day, in the Truffle Hall, several Yuanying ancestors sat cross-legged, and the atmosphere was harmonious.

Zhao Sheng was among them, and sitting opposite him was the elegant and easy-going Patriarch Yan Mo.

In addition to the two of them, there is also a thin old man with a pointed head and mouse eyes. The old man has a very obscene demeanor, and his small, bean-sized eyes are rolling around, full of stealth.

"Fellow Taoist trapped in the sky, what do you think?" Zhao Sheng looked at the mouse-eyed old man and asked calmly.

"The little old man knows a thing or two about the seven-star spiritual realm that Senior Tianqiong mentioned, but he didn't expect this spiritual realm to go deep into the Black Abyss Realm. The Black Abyss Realm is too dangerous. Although the little old man has been in the Shenxu for many years, he dare not take it lightly. deep."

Speaking of this, the old Zhakong Zushu rolled his eyes and said with a wicked smile: "Why don't you let the little old man think about it for a few more days. After careful consideration, how about answering to senior?"

After hearing this, Zhao Sheng remained calm, and said with a smile: "That's good too! After all, twisted melons are not sweet."

After a while, the mouse-eyed old man left in a hurry.

When there were only two people left in the palace, a stern expression suddenly appeared on the face of the ancestor Yan Mo, and he sternly shouted: "Huh, I don't know how to praise! The trap is too slippery, so he is not a good candidate. Brother Tianqiong, why don't you find someone else?" , I think Fellow Daoist Bingluan is pretty good."

Zhao Sheng's eyes flickered, he shook his head and said: "As the ancestor of the Guanshu clan, Zikong has very strange natal supernatural powers. He can be said to be the ancestor of Yuanying who is most proficient in breaking the ban in this world. He has been exploring for hundreds of years and is very familiar with the environment. With him joining, he will save a lot of effort."

After pondering for a while, the ancestor Yan Mo said decisively: "That guy in the sky is the most greedy. If he shirks like this, I'm afraid he wants to get more benefits."

Zhao Sheng said with a smile: "This is better! As long as it's not too much, I agree to it. With you and me, this person can't get out of the sky."

"It makes sense, so let's choose him!" Patriarch Yan Mo thought the same, and immediately changed his mind.

Seeing this, Zhao Sheng said again: "In addition to the previous fellow Daoist Nine Lives, we still lack a master of formation. Do fellow Daoist Yan Mo have someone he likes?"

Ancestor Yan Mo's eyes showed strange light when he heard the words, and he said without hesitation: "Oufeng Daoist of the Wendao School is obsessed with formations. If he hears the news of the cross-boundary teleportation formation, he will definitely join in without hesitation."

"Oufeng? But that idiot known as 'One Thought Hundred Arrays'?" Zhao Sheng raised his eyebrows and asked immediately.

"Who else but him!" The matter of inviting him to join is left to the old man. "Ancestor Yan Mo said confidently.

Zhao Sheng nodded, acquiescing to the other party's opinion.

After a while, the ancestor Yan Mo left the palace, Zhao Sheng was alone, and gradually fell into deep thought.

Two days later, Zukong ancestor came to the door on his own initiative, and as expected, this person really opened his mouth, saying that after finding the spiritual realm, he needs to choose two treasures first.

Regarding his request, Zhao Sheng pretended to argue with him for a long time before reluctantly agreeing.

One day later, Zhao Sheng, Yan Mo, Zikong, and Jiuming, the four Yuanying patriarchs, got together. After getting acquainted with each other, Shang finally met at the outskirts of Shenxu 15 years later.

It is worth mentioning that the Patriarch of Jiuming is not a living person, but a Nascent Soul Ghost Cultivator.

This Nascent Soul ghost cultivator is very different from other ghost kings of the same rank, and can be said to be unique.

The Nine-Life Ghost King is not only very obsessed with ancient texts and anecdotes, but also regards himself as a Confucian, and also extremely rejects all evils and heretics.

The reason why Zhao Sheng chose him is because Nine Lives really has "Nine Lives", and he is very suitable to be used as a pioneer.

……

Three days later, above the sea of ​​clouds, there was a strong wind.

Boom!

The golden light soared into the sky, and a huge golden palm with a size of one hundred feet appeared out of thin air, and it slammed down on Zhao Sheng who was not far away.

Before the giant palm arrived, the heavy coercion rushed towards his face under the bitter wind, which shocked the void near "Zhao Sheng", and the air was solidified like iron.

The body of "Zhao Sheng" was being shrouded in giant golden palms. After receiving an invisible impact, the skin on the surface of his body suddenly cracked open, and countless black lights shot out from it, turning into clouds of black mist. Seeing that his whole body was about to be covered by giant golden palms The palm shattered abruptly.

At this moment, a clear voice approached from afar:

"Ghost finger"

As soon as the words fell, a pitch-black phantom suddenly flew out of the black mist. It was just a blur, and it turned into a phantom of a huge black finger that was about ten feet long. in the palm of your hand.

An astonishing scene appeared.

The moment the giant golden palm was pointed at by the pitch-black fingers, it immediately trembled violently, creating countless cracks out of thin air, and then shattered and shattered in the wind.

In the next second, the thick black fingers twisted for a while, and suddenly rushed to a void.

"Boom" sound.

I saw another Zhao Sheng suddenly appeared in the void, exactly the same as the previous one, only with different eyes.

Looking at the finger of ghosts and gods poking down, Zhao Sheng smiled slightly, and his figure disappeared from the spot in an instant, causing the giant finger to miss.

The other "Zhao Sheng" who was more than a hundred feet away suddenly felt that the surrounding space was extremely hot.

With a bang, the surging golden sea of ​​flames instantly covered the area of ​​hundreds of meters around, "Zhao Sheng" was completely submerged in the sea of ​​flames, and at the same time, a blazing undercurrent stabbed his body soundlessly.

In the next second, "Zhao Sheng" exploded into countless bursts of black light.

At this moment, a ghost shot out from the sea of ​​flames below, only a blur, escaped from the void thousands of feet away, and re-condensed into a young man in a Confucian robe with red lips and white teeth.

"Amazing, amazing! If this king doesn't use the technique of splitting light and transforming shadows, I'm afraid he will also fall under the flames of Brother Tianqiong."

The young son is the ghost king of nine lives.

He looked at the golden real fire burning on his wrist, and couldn't help showing a surprised smile on his face. .

What is surprising is that this ray of golden real fire is like a living thing, wriggling vigorously, as if avoiding the erosion of Yin power.

But at the next moment, with the flash of black air between Jiu Ming's brows, the golden real fire flickered violently, before being swallowed by the misty black light.

"Fellow Nine Lives is joking. The old man knows how this small true fire method can hurt your soul." Zhao Sheng said indifferently: "This discussion will end here! If you don't use it With all our strength, you and I can't tell the difference."

"Haha! Although this king has saved a little bit of strength, he thinks he is far less secretive than brother Tianqiong. No wonder fellow Taoist Yan Mo is also very afraid of you."

Hearing this, Zhao Sheng didn't move his expression at all. This kind of obvious sowing dissension was really clumsy, so how could he take it to heart.

Seeing this, the Nine Lives Ghost King didn't take it seriously.Tian didn't expect much at first, but just stabbed him casually.

He believes that his hard power is not as good as the two late masters, so he must always beware of the two joining forces.

Fortunately, it seems that Yan Mo and Tian Qiong are not closely related.

After thinking about it, the Ghost King of Nine Lives spewed out a miniature triangular banner about an inch high, and just moved the banner in front of him, and it instantly became as huge as Zhang Xu.

With a flick of his hand, the ghost flag flashed with light, and jade bones the size of longan's eyes fell out one after another.

The Ghost King of Nine Lives didn't even look at it, and with a wave of his sleeves, the six cores of the Ghost King at the Golden Core level shot out and flew towards the opposite side.

"Fellow Daoist!" Zhao Sheng praised lightly, raised his long sleeves, and put all his heart cores under his sleeves in a blink of an eye.

At the same time, Zhao Sheng flicked his fingers, and the chilly Ten Thousand Years Ice Soul flew out, which was also taken away by the Nine Lives Ghost King.

"Brother Tianqiong, this king has something to do, so it's not suitable to stay here for a long time. Don't stay here, see you and me in Shenxu 15 years later!"

After finishing speaking, the Ghost King of Nine Lives gave Zhao Sheng a slight laugh, then turned into a ray of black light and fled away.

After Zhao Sheng watched the other party go away, his figure flashed and disappeared from the void.

Half a month later, the Rhinoceros of Regret Mountain raised its head to the sky and roared loudly, stepping on billowing black flames, jumped up from the sky above Huangling Peak, and quickly rushed towards the Zhuzhao Mountain Range.

……

Twenty days later, a group of black flames galloped from the sky, flew to the back of the Black King Peak, and plummeted down.

A huge monster landed on the square of the temple on the top of the mountain, and the members of the Huangtian Cult quickly jumped off the back of their rhinoceros.

Then, Regret Mountain Desolate Rhinoceros rose into the sky and fell towards the back mountain.

Spring goes and autumn comes, time flies.

Two years later, in the depths of the Black King Cave, Zhao Sheng closed his eyes and was meditating. At this moment, the communication card on his waist suddenly flickered violently.

Zhao Sheng opened his eyes, his divine sense penetrated into it, and a familiar voice came out immediately: "Old Yao, help me..."

"Huh? Something happened to the little eldest son!" Zhao Sheng frowned, and his figure instantly disappeared into nothingness.

(End of this chapter)