There is no calendar in the mountains, and I don't know the year until the cold ends.
Since the cold wave closed the mountain, the temperature on Tianzhu Mountain has been getting lower and lower.
On the dark side of the foggy sea, there are often ice chips falling all over the sky. The ice chips are blown onto the mountain wall by the cold wind. Over time, Tianzhu Mountain is now covered with snow.
In the Earth Dragon Cave, Zhao Sheng, who was sitting cross-legged, suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes full of depression.
He hammered the remains of the mountain dragon behind him several times and suddenly stood up from the ground.
How does it feel to go to a mountain of treasures and come back empty-handed?
He really feels it now!
The spiritual energy in the Dragon Cave is very rich, but why?
"Ah, why is it all earth-type spiritual energy?" Zhao Sheng shouted madly.
If you stay alone for a long time, you will inevitably lose control of your emotions.
Zhao Sheng was so angry that he almost went berserk. He took out the Dragon Claw Knife from his storage bag and slashed at the remains of the mountain dragon.
After he had almost vented his emotions, Zhao Sheng put away his claw knife, took a step forward, bent down, reached out to gather the chopped remains and broken soil into a pile, and then put them into a stone vat not far away.
Today, countless years later, the remains of this mountain dragon have turned into soil and stone, and most of its spiritual essence has been lost.
But Zhao Sheng was surprised to find that these "earth and rocks" could actually be used as medicinal soil. Although it was a few levels lower than medicinal mud, it was comparable to spiritual soil.
Therefore, Zhao Sheng, who repeatedly failed in his cultivation, started working part-time as a herbal farmer and spent a considerable part of his time in the herbal fields every day.
Loosening the soil, watering, spreading medicinal soil, and moving the earthworms' nests. Zhao Sheng did everything he could think of.
What else?
The cold wave has closed the mountain and he can't practice, so he has to find something to do.
Draw talismans?
He wanted to, but his spiritual power didn't allow it.
As for the Lingyuan Pills he had saved up before entering the mountain, he had eaten them all a month ago.
But these hard days are finally over.
Zhao Sheng calculated the days and found that it was not long before the mountains would thaw and begin to open.
Half a month later,
At the edge of the slope, Zhao Sheng stood on a protruding rock, watching the last bit of ice in the mist quietly dissolve, and a smile finally appeared on his face.
After turning around and sealing the cave on the mountain wall with rubble, Zhao Sheng immediately set out on the road 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 without a single wrinkle on it.
He looked like a novice cultivator, and you couldn't tell at all that he had just come down from Tianzhu Mountain.
Everything should be stable first.
Zhao Sheng didn't want to be discovered by the sharp-eyed veterans in 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 sloppy figure suddenly rushed forward and grabbed his arm.
"Uncle, you're finally back. I was so scared. Thank you for your blessing, old ancestor!"
When Zhao Sheng heard this, he immediately dispersed the magic in his palm. When he took a closer look, he found that the man was Zhao Yongwu.
"Yongwu, I just went out for a trip. Why are you like this now?" Zhao Sheng asked with a little surprise.
Zhao Yongwu smiled bitterly upon hearing this, looked around, and quickly whispered, "Uncle, it's not convenient to talk here, let's go home first."
Um,
Zhao Sheng nodded, and then followed Zhao Yongwu towards the outer city of Dongtian.
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Seven days later, in a quiet room in a rented courtyard in Dongtian's outer city, Zhao Sheng opened his eyes and exhaled a long column of white air. The spiritual energy vortex in his body expanded again.
He had just been promoted to the fourth level of Qi Refining.
Zhao Sheng was surprised. He didn't expect that the 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 hurdle is just a small obstacle in the Qi Refining Stage, it will take a cultivator a few years at most to break through.
But don't forget that Zhao Sheng has four spiritual roots with poor qualifications, and his cultivation speed is much slower than that of three spiritual roots.
This breakthrough saved him at least three years.
Zhao Sheng was very happy about the breakthrough in his realm and temporarily suppressed his worries about his family.
Seven days ago, he learned from Zhao Yongwu that since the sale of the property in Dongtian City, the relationship between the two branches of the Zhao family, which had been gradually easing, suddenly became tense.
In particular, the second branch believed that it had support from the Zi Yang Sect, so it ignored the opposition of the first branch and began to plunder the family assets even more aggressively.
The second house's move was nominally to renew the lease of Longli Lake, but who knows what their plan was secretly.
Seeing that a conflict was inevitable, both branches 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 was out and had not returned yet.
This made the people in the first house very anxious.
If Zhao Sheng doesn't come back, how can they use the name of the head of the family to stop the second branch's stupid behavior?
However, the elders of the first house never thought that Zhao Sheng would obey their orders? Or even... would he go back?
Zhao Sheng already had the answer in his mind: he would not go back, nor would he interfere 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 problems, we must distinguish between major contradictions and minor contradictions.
Zhao Sheng understood very well that there were two root causes for all the conflicts in the Zhao family: one was the lack of a foundation-building cultivator to take charge of the family, and the other was the renewal of the lease of Longli Lake.
As long as the above two points are solved, all other problems will be solved easily.
Thinking of this, Zhao Sheng stood up and walked out of the house, looking up outside the cave.
Dusk was gradually falling.
He said to himself: "Calculating the time, it should be here soon!"
The next morning, just as Zhao Sheng was drawing the talisman, Zhao Yongwu walked into the room excitedly and brought good news.
The elder of the Zhao Jinding clan came in person.
A moment later, Zhao Sheng walked into the living room and first saw Zhao Jinding sitting on the chair at the upper left with a pale face.
At this time, next to him sat an old man with a thin figure and a face somewhat similar to Zhao Jinding.
Zhao Sheng looked at this man and thought to himself, "Could he be the leader of the current Zhao clan's Anbu?"
Back then, Zhao Sheng learned the lesson of the demise of Fangyan Valley and knew that all eggs should not be put in one basket, so two years before his death, he personally established the Zhao clan's Anbu.
After 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 was indeed the leader of the Zhao family's Anbu of this generation. His real name was Zhao Jinjian, and he was a cultivator at the ninth level of Qi Refining.
After the three of them sat down again, Zhao Jinding's face straightened and he asked in a serious tone, "Chonghe, you can tell me now. Why did you insist on summoning Jin Jian to Dongtian City? Don't you know that he has a special identity?"
The reason why Zhao Jinding said this was because Zhao Sheng had set a rule in the past that once a member of the clan became an Anbu, he would be independent of the family and was absolutely not allowed to interfere in family affairs, let alone get involved in 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 him to open it.
At the same time, Zhao Jinjian, who was sitting silently on the side, was secretly observing Zhao Sheng.
It would be a lie to say that he wasn't interested in the youngest and most special patriarch of the Zhao family in the past three hundred years.
After wandering around the world of immortal cultivation for decades, Zhao Jinjian has met countless people, but he has never seen anyone as special as the one in front of him.
Although he was only a young man, his demeanor was extremely mature and steady. He didn't look like a young man at all, but rather like an old monster who had lived for hundreds of years.
Strange, really strange!
Could it be that someone has taken over his body?
Zhao Jinjian was thinking about it when he suddenly heard Zhao Jinding exclaim.