There is no calendar day in the mountains, and the year is unknown in the cold weather.
Since the cold wave closed the mountain, the temperature on Tianzhu Mountain has been getting lower day by day.
There are often ice chips scattered all over the sky in the foggy sea, and the ice chips are blown down to the mountain wall by the cold wind. Over time, Tianzhu Mountain is covered with snow.
In the Dilong Cave, Zhao Sheng, who was sitting cross-legged, suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes full of depression.
He hammered the mountain dragon corpse behind him several times and stood up from the ground.
How does it feel to enter Baoshan and come back empty-handed?
He really feels it now!
Obviously the spiritual energy in Shanlong Cave is very rich, but why...
"Ah, why is it all earth element spiritual energy?" Zhao Sheng shouted in a panic.
If a person is alone for a long time, he will inevitably lose control of his emotions.
Zhao Sheng was so angry that he almost ran away. He took out the dragon's claw knife from his storage bag and slashed at the mountain dragon's remains.
When his emotions were almost vented, Zhao Sheng put away his claw knife, stepped forward, bent down and stretched out his hand to gather the chopped remains into a pile, and then carried them into a stone jar not far away.
Today, countless years later, the remains of this mountain dragon have turned into earth and stone, losing most of its spiritual essence.
But Zhao Sheng was surprised to find that these "earth stones" could actually be used as medicinal soil. Although it was a bit worse than medicinal mud, it was comparable to spiritual soil.
Therefore, Zhao Sheng, who had repeatedly failed in cultivation, started working part-time as a medicine farmer and spent a considerable part of his time in the medicine fields every day.
Loosening the soil, watering, spreading medicinal soil, moving the earthworms' nests... Zhao Sheng did every conceivable task.
Otherwise!
The cold wave closed the mountains and he couldn't practice, so he had to find something to do.
Drawing symbols?
He wanted to, but his spiritual power didn't allow it.
As for the few Lingyuan Pills he saved before entering the mountain, he had eaten them all a month ago.
But these hard days are finally over.
Zhao Sheng counted the days and found that it was not far away from thawing and opening up the mountains.
Half a month later,
On the edge of the slope, Zhao Sheng stood on a raised stone, watching the last bits of ice melt quietly in the mist, and finally a smile appeared on his face.
After turning back and sealing the cave on the mountain wall with gravel, Zhao Sheng immediately set out on his way out of the mountain.
Twenty days later, when he appeared again, he had already arrived at the gate of Dongtian City.
At this time, Zhao Sheng was wearing a dark blue Taoist robe, with not a single wrinkle on his clothes.
He looked like a newbie cultivating immortality, and it was completely impossible to tell that he had just come down from Tianzhu Mountain.
Everything is settled first.
Zhao Sheng did not want to be spotted by the discerning veterans of Dongtian City because of his clothes and makeup.
After paying the city entry tax, Zhao Sheng successfully entered Dongtian City.
As soon as he passed the city gate, he was about to find a place to stay temporarily, but unexpectedly, a slovenly figure rushed forward and grabbed his arm.
"Uncle, you are finally back. I was almost scared to death. Thank you ancestor for blessing me!"
When Zhao Sheng heard this, he immediately dispersed the spells in his palms. After a closer look, it turned out that this person was Zhao Yongwu.
"Yongwu, I'm just going out for a trip. Why are you like this now?" Zhao Sheng asked slightly strangely.
Zhao Yongwu smiled bitterly when he heard this. He looked around and whispered quickly: "Uncle, it's not convenient to talk here. Let's go home first."
Um,
Zhao Sheng nodded, and then followed Zhao Yongwu towards Dongtian Outer City.
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Seven days later, in a quiet room in a rented courtyard in the outer city of Dongtian, Zhao Sheng opened his eyes and exhaled a long stream of white air. The whirlpool of spiritual power in his body grew larger again.
He has just been promoted to the fourth level of Qi Refining.
Zhao Sheng felt surprised. He did not expect that a life-and-death experience in Tianzhu Mountain would allow him to break through the barrier between the third and fourth levels of Qi Refining.
Although this barrier is only a small hurdle in the Qi refining period, it will take a cultivator a few years at most to break through it.
But don't forget that Zhao Sheng has inferior qualifications for the fourth spiritual root, and his cultivation speed is much slower than that of the third spiritual root.
This breakthrough saved him at least three years.
The breakthrough in realm made Zhao Sheng very happy, and he temporarily suppressed his worries about his family.
Seven days ago, he learned from Zhao Yongwu that since the Dongtian City property was sold, the relationship between the two Zhao families, which had been gradually easing, suddenly became tense.
In particular, the second room thought that he had support in the Ziyang Sect, so he ignored the opposition of the first room and began to intensify his efforts to plunder the family assets.
The second house's move was nominally to renew the lease of Longli Lake, but who knew what it was doing secretly.
Seeing that a conflict was inevitable, both members of the Zhao family discovered that Zhao Sheng, the nominal "head of the family," suddenly became important.
It happened that at this time, Zhao Sheng went out and did not return.
This made the people in the big house anxious.
If Zhao Sheng doesn't come back, how can they use the name of the head of the family to stop the second brother's stupid behavior.
However, the elders of the big house never thought that Zhao Sheng would obey their orders? Or even... would he go back?
Zhao Sheng already had the answer in his heart: If he doesn't go back, he won't get involved in the feud between the two families.
Because he knew that even if he went back, he would not be able to solve the fundamental problem.
A great man once said that to solve a problem, one must distinguish between primary contradictions and secondary contradictions.
Zhao Sheng knew very well that there were two reasons for all the conflicts in the Zhao family: first, the family lacked foundation-building monks to take charge, and second, the issue of renewing the lease of Longli Lake.
As long as the above two points are solved, everything else will be easily solved.
Thinking of this, Zhao Sheng stood up and walked out of the house, looking up and looking outside the cave.
By this time dusk had gradually fallen.
He said to himself: "Counting the time, it should be coming soon!"
The next morning, just as Zhao Sheng was drawing the talisman, Zhao Yongwu walked into the room with an excited face and brought good news.
Elder Zhao Jinding came in person.
After a while, Zhao Sheng walked into the living room and first saw Zhao Jinding sitting on the chair on the upper left with a pale face.
At this time, sitting next to him was a thin old man with a face somewhat similar to Zhao Jinding.
Zhao Sheng looked at this man and thought to himself: "Could he be the current leader of the Zhao family's ANBU?"
At that time, Zhao Sheng learned the lesson from the demise of Fangyan Valley and knew that eggs should not be put in one basket, so two years before his death, he personally established the Zhao family's dark department.
Entering the living room, Zhao Sheng greeted Zhao Jinding, and Zhao Jinding quickly introduced the old man's identity to Zhao Sheng.
As expected, the old man is indeed the dark leader of the Zhao family's generation. His real name is Zhao Jinjian, and he is a nine-level immortal cultivator.
After the three of them sat down again, Zhao Jinding looked calm and asked in a solemn tone: "Chonghe, you can say it now. Why do you have to bring the golden sword to Dongtian City? Don't you know that he has a special status?"
The reason why Zhao Jinding said this was because Zhao Sheng had set a rule back then that once a clan member became an ANBU, they would be independent of the family and were absolutely not allowed to interfere in family affairs, let alone be tainted with power.
Zhao Sheng smiled and did not explain. Instead, he took out a jade box from his storage bag, pushed it in front of Zhao Jinding, and motioned for him to open it.
At the same time, Zhao Jinjian, who was sitting silently aside, was secretly observing Zhao Sheng.
It would be a lie to say that he is not interested in the youngest and most special head of the Zhao family in the past three hundred years.
After wandering around the world of immortality for decades, Zhao Jinjian knew countless people, but he had never seen anyone as special as the person in front of him.
Although he is only young, his demeanor is extremely mature and calm. He does not look like a young man at all, but like an old monster who has lived for hundreds of years.
Strange, really strange!
Could it be that someone took away his body?
Zhao Jinjian was thinking about it in his mind when he suddenly heard Zhao Jinding exclaim.