Noisy!
Zhao Sheng's clothes suddenly moved without wind, and the powerful aura of an innate extreme warrior suddenly burst out, instantly "flooding" the entire reception hall like a raging sea.
At this moment, the air seemed to freeze.
The Blood Knife Ancestor, who was the first to be hit, suddenly had his eyes bulged out, and he saw blood all around him, with endless murderous intent rushing towards him.
For a moment, he felt his hands and feet were cold and stiff, a chill seeped down his neck, and he seemed to smell blood.
The next moment, Chang Meng suddenly felt dizzy and his sight rose a lot, but soon fell down. Finally, he saw a headless corpse wearing a bright red robe.
"Looks familiar, who is it? It seems to be——"
The next moment, he suddenly fell into endless darkness, but with only the last bit of consciousness left, Chang Meng suddenly remembered, "...It seems to be me!
However, in the eyes of everyone, they only saw that as the word "noisy" came out, the head of the Blood Knife Ancestor suddenly fell off his neck without any warning.
However, some people saw the entire process of Zhao Sheng's attack.
This person is the old Taoist priest from Chang Meng's side.
He saw with his own eyes a blue light that was incredibly fast flying out from the drooping cuffs of the old man with the broken arm, and instantly slashed across the neck of the Blood Knife Ancestor, as easily as cutting a watermelon with a knife.
In addition, he did not sense any fluctuation of spiritual energy.
However, this makes it even more terrifying!
"Senior, please spare my life!" The old Taoist priest suddenly knelt down and kowtowed to Zhao Sheng repeatedly begging for mercy.
The elders of the Zhao family were greatly surprised to see that the Blood Knife Ancestor was dealt with so easily, and their eyes were full of awe and closeness when they looked at Zhao Sheng.
At this time, Zhao Sheng quickly calmed down from his anger.
His face was calm, as if he had just done something insignificant.
In fact, this matter is really not worth mentioning.
Over the years, Zhao Sheng has killed more than two dozen Qi-refining cultivators, so a mere Xiantian Grandmaster is nothing to worry about.
Zhao Sheng ignored the old Taoist priest and looked at Zhao Zhijing.
Zhao Zhijing coughed and said to the old Taoist priest: "Tell the truth clearly, and you can live. If you hide anything, I will make you live a life worse than death!"
The old Taoist priest was overjoyed when he saw this, and immediately told him all the causes and consequences.
It turned out that three months ago, the Black Ice Platform of Liang State suddenly issued a secret bounty mission. The mission was to "invite" Zhao Yujie, the third young master of the Zhao family, to Qingfeng City, the capital of Liang State.
The Blood Knife Patriarch Chang Mengming is not only a big shot in the underworld, but also secretly a gold medal guest of the Black Ice Platform.
He was greedy for the generous reward for the mission, so he took it on first.
However, after Chang Meng came to Nanyang City, he could not find any trace of Zhao Yujie, so he wanted to find Zhao Yujie under the pretext of recruiting a disciple.
"...So we just want to invite the third young master of your family to visit Qingfeng City. We really have no ill intentions. Please be kind enough to spare my life." After the old Taoist said this, he looked at Zhao Sheng eagerly.
After Zhao Zhijing understood the whole story, his expression became uncertain, as if there was something difficult to decide.
However, Zhao Xuanyi and the four elders suddenly showed an expression of sudden enlightenment.
I see!
"It seems that the villain Dong Linggong is still determined to get rid of his evil intentions. Our Zhao family has rejected him again and again. He even wants to force Yujie to marry into the family. It's simply unreasonable!" An elder of the clan said indignantly.
But Zhao Xuanyi had a bitter smile on his face.
Duke Dongling is a branch of the Liang family, the royal family of Liang State, and the Liang family is a family that builds the foundation and cultivates immortals.
The reason why Duke Dongling was so persistent was probably not just to find a son-in-law, but more likely to use Jie'er as a reproductive tool.
The elders of the clan did not know the inside story, so they could not understand the crazy behavior of Duke Dongling.
You have to know that the descendants of immortal cultivators do not necessarily have spiritual roots, most of them are mortals. And the birth rate of spiritual roots will decline rapidly with each generation.
If five consecutive generations of descendants have no spiritual roots, it means that no descendants with spiritual roots will be born in the future.
The Dongling family is now facing this extremely embarrassing situation.
At this time, Zhao Zhijing had already made a decision.
He began to order, "Xuan Yong, Xuan Xin, you two take this man away and interrogate him in detail to see if there are any details we've missed. Xuan Hua and Xuan Wei, you two take your men and clean up this place."
"Yes, Third Uncle." The four elders of the Zhao family immediately bowed and said yes.
After Zhao Zhijing finished speaking, he turned to look at Zhao Sheng and invited him, "Old Nine, let's go to the inner study and have a chat?"
Zhao Sheng nodded seriously.
Zhao Zhijing looked at Zhao Xuanyi again and said, "Xuanyi, come with us! You've worked hard over the years."
…
Two hours later, after hearing about the ups and downs that the Zhao family had experienced over the years, Zhao Sheng felt both sad and emotional.
Because of their family, the Zhao family suffered a serious blow.
After Zhao Sheng's family dispersed and fled, the then head of the family, Zhao Hexing, suddenly killed all those who knew about the incident and ordered his family to scatter and hide. He finally committed suicide, a truly heroic death.
Just one day later, the Zhou family tracked them down, but all those who knew that Zhao Sheng and his family had escaped had already died.
The Zhou family, who found no clues, went crazy and started a massacre in the Zhao family.
After the Zhou family left, the three branches of the Zhao family, Ren, Li and Yi, suffered heavy casualties, and most of their direct descendants died.
The Zhao family was severely damaged and had to actively shrink its sphere of influence and choose to lie dormant and lick its wounds.
It was not until thirty years later, when Zhao Zhijing was promoted to the Xiantian realm, that the Zhao family recovered.
Over the past few decades, among Zhao Sheng's seven children, only the eldest son Zhao Chenggong returned to the Zhao family with his wife and children ten years later.
And his son was Zhao Xuanyi.
When Zhao Xuanyi knelt down and kowtowed to Zhao Sheng, Zhao Sheng felt mixed emotions of sadness and joy, and his mood was extremely complicated.
His eldest son, Zhao Chenggong, never lived to see him return and died three years ago.
But Zhao Chenggong was lucky, as at least he could be buried in his ancestral land. On the other hand, Chengfeng, Chengzhao and the other six had been missing for so many years, and it was unknown whether they were still alive.
After the grandfather and grandson recognized each other, Zhao Sheng briefly recounted the various things that had happened on his side over the past few decades.
He didn't explain it very clearly, and some parts were deliberately vague.
He did not intend to conceal it, but rather to protect the Zhao family.
Because Zhao Sheng was not sure whether the Zhou family had given up tracking down their whereabouts.
This is also one of the reasons why Zhao Sheng returned to his hometown alone.
Before returning, he was mentally prepared to commit suicide at any time.
Because the concept of time in the world of immortal cultivation is different from that in the mortal world.
A foundation-building cultivator can live for more than two hundred years, while a fake elixir cultivator can live for five hundred years, and a golden elixir cultivator is comparable to Peng Zu, with a lifespan of eight hundred years.
Therefore, in the view of the immortal cultivation family, a hundred years is not a long time.
Even though Zhao Sheng's words were vague, it was enough for Zhao Zhijing and Zhao Xuanyi.
The magnificent and mysterious world of immortal cultivation, immortal cultivators who draw talismans, cast spells, and fly with flying instruments, all kinds of unheard-of spiritual plants and medicines, and so on.
Both of them were shocked and became more envious of those immortal cultivators who could live for hundreds or even thousands of years.