A crazy night, the rain is thin and the flowers are red.
At dawn, Wang Yuyan left alone.
Zhao Sheng never expected that Wang Yuyan, who was always known for her rationality and calmness, actually had a burning fire inside.
And so brave!
As a man, he actually felt inferior to her!
The eighth day of the ninth month is an auspicious day, suitable for weddings and funerals. The Fangyan Valley is decorated with red and colorful decorations, and is filled with joy.
Among the guests and relatives, Zhao Sheng looked lost as he watched Wang Yuyan and a shifty-looking man get married.
One night, Wang Yuqi, a mother of three, suddenly lost her temper for no apparent reason. Zhao Sheng had to say countless kind words to calm her down.
Time is like sand held in your hand. The tighter you hold it, the faster it passes.
While Zhao Sheng was working hard for his life goals, fifteen years passed in the blink of an eye.
That day, bursts of screams of pain were heard from a room in the backyard of Zhaojiabao.
In the courtyard outside the room, Zhao Sheng paced back and forth, looking anxiously into the delivery room.
At this moment, a tall, long-legged, and handsome young man couldn't help but complain, "Dad, can you please not leave? It makes me dizzy."
As soon as he finished speaking, a thirteen or fourteen-year-old girl standing next to the boy echoed, "Yeah! Don't worry, Dad. Mom has given birth to seven of us, there's absolutely no way we're in danger."
Zhao Sheng looked back at his eldest son, Zhao Chenggong, and his eldest daughter, Zhao Chengfeng, and said seriously, "You don't understand!"
Zhao Chengfeng was bold and deliberately teased, "Dad, except for the seventh child, all six of us know what you're thinking. You just want to give birth to a younger brother with spiritual roots."
"Feng'er, how can you talk to your father like that? Apologize quickly!" Zhao Chenggong immediately scolded his sister.
Zhao Chengfeng was suddenly scolded by his elder brother and pouted with a look of dissatisfaction.
Zhao Sheng waved his hand to indicate that it was okay.
What Dafeng said was absolutely right. He really wanted to give birth to a son with spiritual roots.
He had told his wife Wang Yuqi this without hiding anything from her since the day they got married.
Therefore, over the years, Wang Yuqi gave birth to seven children for him. Although after each birth, she shouted that she would never have another child.
But within two years, she became pregnant again.
Zhao Sheng was very grateful for his wife's efforts over the years. Maybe he had a strong purpose in marrying her at the beginning, but after more than ten years of living together, his feelings for his wife grew deeper and deeper, and gradually changed his utilitarian ideas.
Another quarter of an hour later, a loud cry suddenly came from the delivery room, and Zhao Sheng's heart suddenly settled down.
The eighth child finally gave birth!
After a long time, just when Zhao Sheng couldn't help but rush into the delivery room, a slender figure holding a baby package finally walked out of the delivery room.
"Aunt, let me see it." When Zhao Chengfeng saw the person coming, he immediately ran over happily and reached out to take the package.
Wang Yuyan dodged Dafeng's outstretched hand and said angrily, "Your father hasn't even taken a look at him yet, how can a little girl like you have a chance?"
So many years have passed, but Wang Yuyan is still young and looks exactly the same as she did more than ten years ago. It seems as if time has stopped for her.
Looking at the beautiful woman approaching, Zhao Sheng always felt a little uncomfortable.
Ever since the thief died in an accident eight years ago, Wang Yuyan came to him again.
From that day on, the two often had an affair in secret.
Besides being excited, Zhao Sheng couldn't help but feel a little sorry for his wife.
Wang Yuyan stuffed the baby bundle into the man's arms and said with a complicated expression, "Look at your son. Congratulations on getting what you wished for!"
Hearing this, Zhao Sheng's whole body trembled violently, his hands shook so much that he almost couldn't catch the child.
"You mean"
"Well, I've tested it, and it's the four spiritual roots." Wang Yuyan nodded in confirmation.
Good, that's great!
Zhao Sheng was extremely excited at this moment. After so many years of hard work, God finally opened his eyes.
"Haha, let's just call Lao Ba Zhao Cheng." He laughed.
That night, Zhaojiabao was suddenly sealed off tightly, and then carrier pigeons flew in all directions with great news.
Soon, people from the Wang family of Fangyan Valley came, and the important figures from Zhaojiabao who were outside also rushed back and forth without stopping.
There is no doubt about the significance of the birth of the eighth brother to the Zhao family, but the Zhao family did not hold a grand celebration this time. Instead, they were unusually low-key.
Except for some insiders from the Zhao and Wang families, no outsiders knew that the Zhao family in Nanyang had finally given birth to a child with spiritual roots.
Time flies, one year later
It was a hot summer day, with cicadas chirping and frogs croaking. In a living room in Zhaojiabao, Zhao Sheng sat at the table, slowly wiping a three-inch long bronze sword.
This thing was the spoils he had just obtained, a first-grade mid-grade magical flying sword.
This year, Zhao Sheng's cultivation reached the innate perfection, and his real combat power far exceeded his realm, especially his lightness skill had reached an incredible level.
Name: Zhao Zhiqin (Zhao Sheng)
Lifespan: 38/120
Realm: Innate Greatness
Physique: Centenarian (Ordinary), Light as a Swallow (Ordinary)
Talent: Dynamic Vision (Ordinary Level)
Skills: Floating Light Sword Technique (unprecedented), Blue Sea Tide Technique (mastered), Cloud Dragon Nine Transformations (unprecedented), Wind Chasing Arrow Technique (mastered), Horizontal Iron Body Technique (great achievement)
Looking at the data on the Baishi book page, Zhao Sheng looked very proud.
It was not because of his cultivation, but because he left behind an extraordinary and peerless light skill for the descendants of the Zhao family.
The Nine Transformations of Cloud Dragon was derived from the Three Transformations of Cloud Dragon. Zhao Sheng spent eight years and expended a lot of effort to deduce it.
After achieving great success in cultivation, one only needs to gather enough true energy to be able to take nine steps in the air, each step being ten feet long, and creating clouds with every step.
In order to test this peerless light skill, Zhao Sheng traveled to all seven states of Liang State in half a year, visited twelve major martial arts sects, and challenged more than twenty innate masters. However, no one could touch his clothes.
Two days ago, he even personally ambushed and killed a cultivator at the fourth level of Qi Refining.
Sudden,
With a loud bang!
The door to the living room was pushed open from the outside. Zhao Sheng was disturbed and looked towards the door with an unhappy expression. He saw his wife Wang Yuqi rushing in with tears on her face and a panicked look.
"Husband, something terrible has happened! Our Wang family!"
Wang Yuqi threw herself into Zhao Sheng's arms, said just one sentence, and then burst into tears.
Zhao Sheng's face changed when he saw this. He hurriedly comforted his wife and asked, "Don't panic. What happened? Why are you so sad, sister Qi? Tell me quickly. I'll take care of everything."
Woo woo!
Wang Yuqi burst into tears, and with trembling right hand she handed the Qianli Talisman in her palm to her husband.
Zhao Sheng took it, opened it and looked at it. His expression became more and more ugly, and finally turned ashen.
"How is that possible!"
At this moment, he was both shocked and angry.
The Wang family is finished!