Cultivating for a hundred lifetimes to ascension-Chapter 1584 - 854: Frequencies of All Things and the Three Ascension Tribulations (Part 3)

Chapter 1584: Chapter 854: Frequencies of All Things and the Three Ascension Tribulations (Part 3)

Nephew Xuan Jing truly puts his heart into it, even using such a secretive way to impart the art of Creation of Heaven and Earth.

But... isn’t it too obscure!

It’s just that his profound foundation and extensive experience make it possible. If it were any other Returning Void Cultivator, perhaps out of ten thousand, not a single one would comprehend the "truth" within.

However, if they were to spend several decades to a hundred years here, some highly perceptive Half-Immortals might indeed gain some insight.

At this moment, Zhao Sheng felt a sense of realization, silently reflecting, "Geniuses are as common as the fish of the Jiang River, how can one underestimate the gifted of the heavens!"

As night fell and the first bright moon appeared, he quietly blended into the world, disappearing without a trace.

On the morning of the third day, the Old Stone Mason arrived as expected. Seeing that no one was around and debris was scattered on the ground, he was first lost in thought, then his lips slightly curled, showing a hint of appreciation in his eyes.

This child is teachable!

Zhao Xuanjing silently praised, then casually picked up a stone, took out a carving knife, and continued chiseling away.

...

The weather was clear and bright, with a gentle breeze.

On this day, Zhao Sheng suddenly appeared in front of the Ancestor Hall, holding an exceptionally clear wine jug, with swirling jade liquid flowing inside, emanating a rich fragrance of alcohol.

Just as he was about to step forward, the hall door opened without any wind, and an elegantly scholarly elder hurried out from the hall, coming forward.

Zhao Changying, with a full bloom of the spring wind, laughed heartily, "Ah, Chonghe, you’ve come, how come you brought such good wine? You’ve certainly tempted my palate."

"I have good wine, do you have good stories?" Zhao Sheng patted the jug, the jade liquid inside gently swayed, and the fragrance of the wine became even more intense and pervasive.

Zhao Changying’s smile did not diminish, teasing as he replied, "Good lad, what ’stories’ do you want to hear? As long as you satisfy this old man’s stomach, I’ll speak openly about whatever you wish to hear."

This remark was amusing, promising to speak openly but not without reservation, implying much between the lines.

Zhao Sheng smiled, full of bold spirit, "Very well, today we shall drink heartily, not stopping until we’re drunk!"

Zhao Changying laughed loudly, then led him into the Ancestor Hall.

...

After a long time, the jug was empty, and the faces of Zhao Sheng and Zhao Changying had shown some traces of drunkenness.

Zhao Changying let out a hiccup, seemingly dazed by alcohol, he spoke, "Old brother, you... what do you want to ask? While I’m still sober, ask quickly!"

Zhao Sheng tossed away the cup in his hand, his eyes, bright as ever, fixed on Zhao Changying, asking slowly, "I want to know how the ancestor is doing lately?"

Zhao Changying’s heart trembled, and the drunkenness faded instantly by seventy to eighty percent.

Feigning a yawn, he casually replied, "Why are you asking this? The ancestor’s Daoist cultivation is unrivaled; he is carefree and at ease."

Zhao Sheng wouldn’t let himself be fooled, immediately inquiring further, "...Crossing Tribulation involves tests of fire, wind, and Heart Demon tribulations. I just want to know how many tribulations the ancestor has crossed?"

Zhao Changying abruptly sat up, his eyes stared fixedly at Zhao Sheng for a long time, yet he said nothing.

Zhao Sheng met his gaze calmly, without any avoidance.

After a long while, Zhao Changying blinked, suddenly waved his hand, and layers of Barriers surfaced around, isolating the inside from the outside.

After doing this, Zhao Changying gave him a meaningful look and suddenly transmitted his Divine Thought, "The ancestor has crossed the Heavenly Fire Tribulation, and plans to press on to Cross the Wind Tribulation, but alas... today’s words must never be leaked. Otherwise, great disaster will surely befall us in the future, remember, remember!"

Zhao Sheng understood clearly, very aware that this matter concerned the Zhao Family’s Qi Fortune and decline. If outsiders learn of the ancestor’s current situation, it could easily be exploited.

If, at the critical moment of Crossing the Wind Tribulation, a great enemy were to intervene, the outcome would be imaginable. At the least, the Crossing would fail; at the worst, it would turn to ashes under the Wind Tribulation, rendering thousands of years of cultivation to dust in a day.

Zhao Sheng, extremely grave, silently nodded, and refrained from further questioning.

He casually grabbed the wine cup, continuing to urge Zhao Changying to drink.

Zhao Changying, his face glowing red, laughed heartily, picked up the wine jug, and drank heartily.

A day and a night passed, with wine jugs scattered everywhere in the hall, Zhao Sheng and Zhao Changying were either lying down or sprawled out, snoring in the hall.