Take charge of Ascension

Chapter 198 Returning to the Village
Walking on the trail leading to Zengjia Village, Zhao Ji was full of vigor, as if he had come back to life, looking at the familiar scenery around him, he suddenly had a different feeling.

Innate and acquired are indeed two different realms, and the feeling of all things in nature is quite different. It feels like the air is fresher, and there is more color in the world.

In fact, there is a difference between righteous way and demonic way in the cultivation of warriors. Zhao Ji’s practice is undoubtedly the righteous way, which is close to the nature of the world. After being promoted to Xiantian, he will naturally feel closer to nature.

If you are a magician, I am afraid that you will not have this feeling. It is good not to feel disgusted with everything in the world, and you will not have the feeling of being close to nature.

Walking forward, feeling the nature at the same time, Zhao Ji couldn't help showing a comfortable and peaceful expression.

"Benefactor Zhao's Buddha-nature is profound, and he has a close relationship with my Buddha. It's so good."

The floor-sweeping monk clasped his hands together and uttered the Buddha's name.

"Master, you are welcome. I don't have any Buddha nature. I am just a layman."

Zhao Ji was unwilling to answer the question.

Rejecting the words of the floor sweeping monk, Zhao Ji couldn't help but quicken his pace a lot. Once he performed his ever-changing light kung fu, his body turned into a cloud of green smoke and galloped forward.

With the cultivation base of the second level of the innate, he can perform all kinds of changes, and his speed is so fast, faster than a galloping horse. The sweeping monk followed closely, and he didn't know what to do, but he didn't miss a step.

The sweeping monk's lightness kung fu is almost to the point of flying close to the ground, his speed is comparable to that of a bird, and he can cross the river with a reed.

To really feel the cultivation of the Sweeping Monk, Zhao Ji knows it. The Sweeping Monk's cultivation is really profound, and among the innate warriors, he is also top-notch, and no matter what, he has reached the level of the late innate.

As soon as Zhao Ji arrived in Zengjia Village, he immediately caused a commotion. People from every household in the village came to welcome him, as if the leader had returned.

After walking for this period of time, Zengjia Village has really undergone a lot of changes. The number of houses in the village has increased a lot, and the flow of people seems to have increased.

"Brother Zhao, you're back."

The village head, Zeng Yu, greeted him with a smile on his face, and said enthusiastically.

"I'm back, Brother Zeng. I haven't seen you for several months, but you are still in good spirits. Congratulations."

After grabbing Zeng Yu's hand and shaking it vigorously a few times, Zhao Ji laughed.

After a few friendly conversations with Zeng Yu, Zeng Dazhuang greeted him again, with a sincere smile on his simple and honest face, and gave Zhao Ji a bear hug.

Zhao Ji is a special soldier, and he never likes to be superior when he gets along with others. Instead, he is willing to mingle with others and get along with people in the village. This is the same routine.

When he first came to Zengjia Village, Zhao Ji might still have some estrangement from the people in the village, but after such a long time, Zhao Ji has long since become a member of the village and was accepted by Zengjia Village.

After greeting everyone in the village, Zhao Ji took the floor-sweeping monk to Tianhong's place. Just as he was knocking on the wooden fish in the main hall of the house, the sound of "dong dong dong" rang out continuously.

The muffled sound of the wooden fish may not be very pleasant to hear, but when you listen to it quietly, there is a feeling of pure heart and concentration, which can calm people's mind.

"Master Tianhong, I'm here to see you."

Regardless of Tianhong who was meditating on knocking on the wooden fish, Zhao Ji broke in directly and yelled.

The sound of the wooden fish stopped abruptly, Tianhong turned around to look, saw Zhao Ji, also beamed with joy, and greeted him, "Benefactor Zhao, when did you come back?"

"I just came back, no, I came to visit the master, and besides, give the master a surprise."

Zhao Ji said.

Without waiting for Tianhong to reply, Zhao Ji introduced the sweeping monk to him. When he heard that the sweeping monk was an eminent monk in Shaolin Temple during the Northern Song Dynasty, Tianhong was very excited.

Shaolin Temple's thousands of years of inheritance, it is said that one generation is not as good as one generation, perhaps because of the long-term war, not only the martial arts are missing too much, but even the Buddhism has lost a lot of precious things.

Once Tianhong and the sweeping monk started talking, they couldn't stop. For hundreds of years, the situation of Shaolin Temple was unfolded one by one in the two people's stories.

Seeing that the two were very interested, Zhao Ji didn't bother here anymore, and went to Ding Dian's place again, and was warmly received by their husband and wife.

Ding Dian, who was suffering to the core in the past, this time, the bitterness has come to an end. Being by Ling Shuanghua's side day and night, life is really as sweet as honey.

"Brother Ding, have you given up your efforts recently? Why don't we join hands?"

After talking for a few sentences, Zhao Ji said with great interest when the topic changed.

"I haven't let go of my daily practice, but I don't work very hard, and my progress is very little. But you, how have you achieved?"

Ding Dian asked back.

Being together with Ling Shuanghua every day, Ding Dian's life is like being soaked in a honey pot. Although he is not completely degenerate and corrupt, he has not worked as hard as before in cultivation, and his cultivation base has not made much progress.

After that, Zhao Ji went to Yuan Chengzhi, Hu Qingniu, Lu Feiqing, and Song Yuanqiao. Apart from some gossip, the most talked about was about martial arts.

In the past, Zhao Ji liked dancing with knives and guns very much. After coming to the heaven, he came into contact with real martial arts, and he devoted himself to it.

Yuan Chengzhi, Lu Feiqing and the others also knew Zhao Ji's temperament and would not be offended. Moreover, they were also quite obsessed with martial arts, and when they talked, they seemed to forget to eat and sleep.

During the period of leaving Zengjia Village, everyone's cultivation has really improved very little, but Song Yuanqiao's cultivation has improved a lot, and he has crossed the boundary from acquired to innate in one fell swoop, becoming an innate warrior.

In the world of Yitian Tulongji, I don't know whether it's because the level of martial arts is not enough, or Song Yuanqiao's comprehension is not enough. Over the years, he has been stuck in the realm of the acquired peak and cannot be promoted to the innate realm.

Without Zhao Ji's guidance and Song Yuanqiao's good fortune, his life's cultivation would have ended here, and it would be impossible to go further.

It's different when it comes to the heaven. The vitality of heaven and earth in the heaven is much stronger than that in the lower realm, which is more conducive to the cultivation of warriors. Besides, since Song Yuanqiao became a teacher in the school, he has also communicated with other people. Various martial arts The collision, and understanding by analogy, really made him survive the most difficult level and promoted his talent.

It's nothing more than Zhao Ji's innate talent, because he is young, his appearance hasn't changed much, and he still looks like a young man, so after he came back, no one noticed that his cultivation was one step closer.

Song Yuanqiao is different. After his cultivation base was promoted to Xiantian, the changes given to him were too great. People in their fifties have white hair on the top. After this promotion, they immediately looked younger by many years. , clearly a middle-aged man.

(End of this chapter)