"Wow, where is the wicked fleeing! Look at me unequaled. Kill me! ”

"Young Master. Master! Slow down, be careful of falling. ”

When Zhao Sheng walked into the garden with a serious expression, the scene in front of him was a mess, and the flowers and plants in the garden were damaged, and a large number of them fell horizontally.

His eldest son, Chen Mingren, was holding a big sword in both hands at this time, and his face was full of excitement in the flower garden, and the plants, trees, flowers and branches of the grass and trees were smashed and fell to the ground everywhere, as if they had been ravaged by a hurricane over and over again.

And on the edge of the flower garden, a beautiful little girl with long hair and drooping hair was half-squatting on the ground, holding half a rainbow flower in her arms, and was sobbing incessantly.

Needless to say, the little girl is Zhao Sheng's eldest daughter Chen Mingzhi, who just turned eight years old this year.

At this time, near the flower garden, the four men and women in Tsing Yi were flustered and anxious, but they didn't dare to get involved in the affairs of the young master and the eldest lady.

Seeing this scene, Zhao Sheng frowned slightly, his figure flashed, and he instantly appeared behind his son, reached out and grabbed his son's collar, and lifted him up.

Chen Mingren is his eldest son, who has been born at the age of five since he was born, which is the age of endless energy and disgust.

As soon as his feet left the ground, the child suddenly screamed in fright, and the big sword in his hand swung backwards, but was bounced away by his father's fingers.

Zhao Shengti slipped his son, walked a few steps to the eldest daughter Chen Mingzhi, casually put his son on the ground, and reprimanded him sternly: "Apologize to your sister!" ”

"Sir!"

"Master, Gong'an!"

"Master, Gong'an!"

Zhao Sheng's sudden appearance immediately made the four subordinates turn pale with fright, and hurriedly bowed and saluted, especially the two who served the young master were even more shocked and trembled like chickens.

At this time, Chen Mingren found out that his father was coming, but as soon as he heard that he wanted to apologize to Chen Mingzhi, the child immediately snorted unconvinced, pouted, tilted his head to the right, and refused to speak.

Yell!

Zhao Sheng almost laughed angrily when he saw it, and thought, "It turns out that he is still a strong seed!" ”

Want to be a crooked-mouthed dragon king? Have you asked your dad if he did!

Zhao Sheng was not used to children, so he casually popped out a wisp of spiritual power and sent it into his son's body.

Suddenly, Chen Mingren felt that his whole body was stiff, and he couldn't move like a log, only a pair of eyes rolled wildly, and soon big tears welled up.

At this time, Chen Mingzhi saw that her younger brother was punished by her father, so she quickly stood up, grabbed her father's sleeve with her little hand, and whispered again and again: "Daddy, you spare your brother this time!" Zhi'er is not distressed. ”

When Zhao Sheng heard this, his serious face suddenly turned full of pampering.

He raised his hand and touched his daughter's little head, and said softly: "Zhi'er is good!" Tomorrow Daddy will give you a better rainbow flower. ”

Speaking of this, Zhao Sheng's tone turned cold: "As for Ren'er, this son is stubborn, not only ruined your birthday gift, but also died unrepentant!" Today, I, who should be Lao Tzu, must cure the dog temper of this rebel. ”

After speaking, his gaze swept over the people and said sharply: "You guys are here to show me!" No one can lift the prohibition on this rebel, and today I will punish him to stand in the garden all day, and see if he will dare to act so recklessly in the future! ”

As soon as he finished speaking, a very eager female voice suddenly came from the garden gate: "Ren'er. It's here for the mother! What's wrong with you? ”

Before the words fell, a shadow flew from the door to the front, and then held Chen Mingren in his arms, and his beautiful face was full of urgency.

The person who came was none other than Chen Ling, one of the four concubines, who was also the mother of the eldest son.

"Master, what kind of mistake did Ren'er make to let you torture him like this. He's only five years old! You are so cruel! Chen Ling'er hugged her son tightly and asked nervously.

Seeing this, Zhao Sheng's brows furrowed even tighter.

At this moment, Chen Ying, Chen Qi and other ladies also rushed in from the door, and soon came to Zhao Sheng and the others.

Chen Ying's eyes swept over the messy garden, and then looked at her daughter who was holding rainbow flowers and her face was full of tears, and immediately pulled her daughter behind her without saying a word, and looked at her husband with a calm expression.

Chen Qi has always been exquisite, and when he saw that the atmosphere was not good, he hurriedly smiled and groaned: "Husband, Ren'er is still young, even if he makes a mistake, it is an unintentional mistake." Why should you be angry? A little punishment is all it takes. Why don't you punish him for copying the "Thousand Character Text" three times? ”

"Master, Sister Qi is right! You have received the supernatural powers, forgive Ren'er this time! At this time, Chen Shuang came out of the crowd with a big belly and pleaded softly.

Seeing that even Chen Shuang, who was pregnant with Liujia, came out to plead, Zhao Sheng couldn't go on anymore, so he had to snort coldly and wave his hand to disperse the spiritual power in his son's body.

At the same time, he shouted solemnly: "Son, today you two mothers intercede for you, and my father will spare you this time, but the small mistakes can be avoided, and they are unreasonable!" Don't apologize to your sister quickly, and when you go back, you will copy the "Thousand Character Text" ten more times, and I will check it myself at that time. ”

Chen Mingren was really frightened by his father this time, and suddenly cried loudly, burying his little face in his mother's arms, and never daring to raise his head.

At this time, Chen Ying felt that her daughter secretly pulled the hem of her skirt, and looked down to see her daughter pleading.

Chen Ying couldn't help but sigh secretly, and slowly spoke: "Master, you are scared of the child!" It's just a rainbow flower that has been destroyed, so why should the master be angry with a child who doesn't know anything! ”

Seeing this, Chen Ling immediately picked up the conversation: "My sister is right, the concubine will definitely open up a big garden for Zhi'er in the future." The garden is full of exotic flowers and plants in the world, which can be regarded as Ren'er's apology to her sister. ”

When Zhao Sheng heard this, his face was a little helpless.

Since everything has been said about this, it is not easy for him to be a father to reprimand him anymore, and in the end he can only be lightly punished and punished.

A small turmoil seems to have passed like this, but the subtle signs behind this matter made Zhao Sheng feel helpless.

After all, even an immortal with vast magical powers can hardly cut off family affairs!

However, soon, Zhao Sheng left a bunch of housework behind him, and all his energy was transferred to cultivation.

Every day before dawn, he moved to the vicinity of the boundary membrane without thunder, constantly chasing the sun, and refining a large amount of Hengyang purple qi into purple thunder power.

The second qualitative transformation process of spiritual power became faster and faster, and the cloud thunder power was quickly replaced by the purple thunder power.

In the daytime, Zhao Sheng flew up to the treetop thunder tower, while absorbing the thunder qi to cultivate, and at the same time refining his body with the help of thunder and lightning, his physique can be said to be getting stronger day by day.

And at night, in addition to working hard in and out, Zhao Sheng also devoted a lot of energy to do other things, such as taking care of insect eggs, refining talisman alchemy, practicing martial arts, and so on.

Every ten days and half a month, Zhao Sheng also secretly went to the return city, and regularly took time out to trade with a group of "traders".

Without anyone knowing, his net worth has already exceeded one million, and there are hundreds of rare treasures in the Sumeru space.

As for those treasures that contain the power of time and space, he will not let go of the latter when he encounters them.

In just eight years, a lot of such treasures have also been secretly accumulated.

Because of the deliberate suppression of the cultivation speed, Zhao Sheng's cultivation at this time had only reached the sixth level of foundation building.

But in the eyes of outsiders, he is simply a once-in-a-millennium cultivation wizard.

is only in his early twenties, and he is one step away from breaking through the late stage of foundation building.

This record can be described as shocking to the past and the present, and it shocks all those who know!

In the eyes of Baimei Ancestor, Feihong Ancestor, Chen Dacheng and others, the legendary reincarnation of the immortal is afraid that it is nothing more than that.

For this reason, Feihong Ancestor specially summoned Zhao Sheng, repeatedly warned him to hide his clumsiness, and gave him a very clever secret method of concealing the gods.

Zhao Sheng "is as good as a stream", and soon adjusted the breath of his whole body to about the second level of the foundation, and even lived in a shallow way, living a "leisurely" life with his favorite wife and son.

Because he was so low-key, even the Chen family almost forgot about the former Dabi No. 1, more outsiders.

Zhao Sheng's performance of "Ten Thousand Years of Dead House" made Chen Daqian and others couldn't help but be amazed and felt very surprised.

This son is obviously a genius, but he is willing to be unknown, and he doesn't look like a young and vigorous young man, but like a master of the world who lives in seclusion.

Could it be that this son is really willing to live a plain life?

In order to avoid dissipating the fighting spirit of "Chen Guangxi", the head of the family, Chen Daqian, discussed with Chen Dacheng and began to assign family affairs to Zhao Sheng one after another.

It's nothing more than some important places such as inspecting the cities and spiritual vein deposits in the territory, as well as trivial matters such as killing demon beasts and cultivating cultivators.

Zhao Sheng naturally doesn't take these little things seriously, and completes the task quickly every time, only occasionally with a few "small omissions", so as to satisfy the "teaching desire" of Chen Daqian and others.

The dull days passed day by day, and before you knew it, it was another year.

At the end of the year in the cold winter, Zhao Sheng broke through the late stage of foundation building "without accident", and the whole breakthrough process was silky smooth and smooth, without twists and turns.

In the same year, his second son Chen Mingyi also passed his first birthday.

Compared with the eldest daughter Chen Mingzhi, Chen Mingyi (yi) is a step worse in terms of qualifications, just the three spiritual roots of Lei Mu Tu.

However, this son is almost the same as the eldest son's qualifications, and Chen Mingren is also Lei Jinmu Sanlinggen qualification.

Zhao Sheng sometimes felt quite strange that his three children actually had Lei Linggen qualifications.

Probability-wise, the probability of this happening is much less than 1 in a million, so it should not be some kind of coincidence, and there must be some kind of secret hidden behind it.

Bang bang!

The stone room was dim, accompanied by a muffled thunderous sound, and a sharp sword light circled the room like a group of swimming fish, and then slashed down at Zhao Sheng, who was standing in the center of the stone room, like lightning.

Zhao Sheng stood in place, his whole body wide open, and he didn't make any defense.

Hundreds of sword lights poured down on the skull, chest, abdomen, limbs, and even all the skin on the body, but none of them could hurt Zhao Sheng in the slightest.

Wherever the sword light stabbed, a ray of thunder light appeared in an instant, easily shattering the sword light.

For a while, Zhao Sheng's whole body was full of thunder, as if Lei Jun was alive.

After a while, he felt that the power of the sword light was not enough, so he simply manipulated the dragon head sword with his divine sense, turned into a golden light sword dragon, and stabbed straight into the chest.

With a loud bang, the dragon head sword stopped abruptly after entering the flesh an inch, and then a large area of purple thunder suddenly erupted around this sword, enveloping this superb spirit sword.

In the next second, I saw that the body of the dragon head sword was full of electric light, and it flew out upside down suddenly, and it disappeared into the wall in a flash, and after piercing a fist-sized hole, it didn't know where to go.

The wound on Zhao Sheng's chest healed and disappeared in an instant, and then he stretched out his hand and made a move, and the dragon head sword shot back from the outside and fell into his hand, but it once again punched a hole in the wall.

Zhao Sheng pinched the dragon head of the sword hilt with three fingers of his right hand, pressed the tip of the sword to his chest, and slashed hard.

At this moment, he felt like he was cutting a thick piece of old cowhide, and the resistance was extremely high.

Passing the tip of the sword, a long slit opened in the skin, but before the blood could seep out, the slit disappeared in an instant.

Seeing this scene, Zhao Sheng's expression was indifferent, and he didn't see any joy at all.

"Alas, the three-turn thunder battle body is only a small Cheng realm after all, and the defense power alone is two points worse than the indestructible golden body of the same small Cheng realm!"

Thinking like this in his heart, his whole body suddenly disappeared from the spot out of thin air.

……

A few days later,

In an incubation room, Zhao Sheng stood in front of the jade urn, watching the movement in the urn intently.

As time passed, seven eggs the size of black beans split open one after another, and swarthy young silkworms emerged from them.

The seven young silkworms are not long enough to be inch, and their bodies are pitch black, which looks inconspicuous at all.

Seeing this, Zhao Sheng immediately took out the first-order demon meat that had been prepared a long time ago and threw it into the jade urn.

Suddenly, the seven young silkworms seemed to smell the smell of food, and with a flick of their bows, they flew down on the meat pieces in an instant.

With a rustling sound, the fist-sized demon meat continued to decrease at a speed visible to the naked eye.

After a few moments, the jade urn was clean, but the seven young silkworms did not grow in size at all, and they did not know how to devour food hundreds of times larger than them.

Zhao Sheng tried to throw another piece of demon flesh into the urn.

Then I saw that seven young silkworms pounced on the flesh and bones and began to eat quickly.

In the next hour, Zhao Sheng threw in a total of five pieces of demon meat, with a total volume exceeding the head of an ordinary person, but they were all devoured by the Immortal Devouring Silkworm, and even the bones were not spared.

At this time, these seven ancient insects finally saw a trace of growth, and their lengths exceeded an inch.

On the same day, Zhao Sheng summoned Chen Shou, handed him a Qiankun bag full of demon beast meat, and instructed him to take good care of the young silkworms and throw demon beast meat into the urn from time to time.

After more than half a month, Zhao Sheng went to the return city and exchanged all the spirit stones on his body for high-grade spirit stones, a total of forty-seven pieces.

On this day, in the dead of night, in a cultivation room in the Hidden Dragon Pavilion, all defensive methods such as the Dry Enchantment Formation were activated.

In the room, Zhao Sheng unhurriedly wrapped a bulging animal skin burden around his waist and tied it.

In the next second, he took out the space-time spiral jade plate from the Sumeru space and put it on the ground, and then put an empty spirit stone in the center of the spiral, followed by cutting his wrists and smearing blood, and reciting a mysterious incantation.

After a complete process, the familiar vortex of pale mist resurfaced.

Zhao Sheng tightened the wrap around his waist, stepped into the whirlpool, and disappeared in an instant.