Take charge of Ascension

Chapter 309
When he sat up, Zhao Ji found that he was in a very small room, all made of wood, with a wooden window underneath.

The first time he woke up, Zhao Ji's eyes swept away, and he looked at everything in the room, every thing and every thing clearly.

I still remember that in the process of fleeing for my life, I fainted out of nowhere, and Zhao Ji was sure that I must have been knocked out.

There is such a premise that when he wakes up, Zhao Ji will definitely be vigilant, and if there is danger, he can avoid it immediately.

However, there was no one in the room, and there was no danger coming, which made Zhao Ji feel relieved.

Then, Zhao Ji turned his attention to his injured hand, and saw that the injury on this hand had been treated and healed a lot.

In addition, there was also an injury on Zhao Ji's shoulder, but it was also treated and improved to a certain extent.

Seeing this, Zhao Ji let go of his high-pitched heart, no matter whose hands it falls into, at least, there should be no danger for the time being.

Jumping up, Zhao Ji circulated his zhenqi, feeling that the innate zhenqi in his body was surging, it was in a state that couldn't be better, the realm of the eighth level of innate, and the peak of the fifth level of innate cultivation.

With strong power, Zhao Ji felt a little more at ease, and when he walked out of the room, a smell of salty sea water came over his face.

Sea, you have a lot of water, so much water, under the turbulent waves, the sea water undulates, like the beating of big waves, swaying and swaying.

Zhao Ji was deeply touched by the endlessness of the sea. A powerful warrior, facing the power of the sea, appears very insignificant. Perhaps, only a strong man whose cultivation base has reached the realm of Baodan can compete with the big wind and waves.

"Hey, big brother, you're awake."

Just as Zhao Ji was looking into the distance, a clear and clear child's voice rang in his ears.

This is a lone boat, walking on the sea, I don't know where it is, how far it is from Jiangdong Island, and how far it is from God Turtle Island.

In this situation, a strong sense of crisis arose in Zhao Ji's heart again. It is impossible not to have a sense of crisis. The vastness of the sea is very terrifying. If there is no correct method, it will be difficult to find the right direction in the sea. , let alone survive.

Therefore, if you want to escape, it will be very, very difficult, and what you will experience in the middle is unexpected now, which makes Zhao Ji a little distracted.

The clear and crisp child's voice called back Zhao Ji's attention, and also surprised him, and secretly blamed himself, how could he be distracted at such a critical moment.

Standing in front of Zhao Ji was a little boy carved in pink and jade. He was very young, maybe only about seven or eight years old, and he looked very cute.

At this time, the little boy was staring at Zhao Ji with a pair of big curious eyes, some curious and probing, some timid and close.

Originally, Zhao Ji was still thinking in his heart, maybe he could take this little boy hostage and get a chance to escape, but when he saw those big pure eyes, all his thoughts immediately disappeared.

"I, Zhao Ji, am an indomitable man. How can I take a child as a sacrifice? Absolutely no, no!"

At that moment, Zhao Ji roared in his heart, and deeply despised himself.

Although it has been a long time since he came to heaven, Zhao Ji has not lost his glory as a special soldier, and he always takes it as the benchmark.

When Zhao Ji was struggling like that, inadvertently, a stern look of death appeared on his face, the little boy noticed it, and immediately, a look of fear appeared on his face, and he slowly backed away.

Giving up the contemptuous thoughts in his heart, and waking up, when Zhao Ji looked at the little boy, he found that he had already retreated a long way, and quickly showed a kind smile, and said, "Little friend, what's your name, how many times?" Years old?"

Once the hideous look on his face was gone, the kindness returned, and there was an amiable temperament, which made the little boy feel less afraid, and a little intimacy appeared in his heart again.

A child's state of mind is pure and the most sensitive. Zhao Ji's state of mind changes, the little boy can feel it clearly, once malice arises, he can feel it, and when it turns into kindness, the little boy can feel it too.

"My name is Duoduo, and I am eight years old this year."

The little boy said in a childish voice.

"A lot, can you tell uncle, where is this?"

Crouching down, Zhao Ji asked the little boy gently.

The little boy thought for a while, bit his finger, and answered after a while, "It's not uncle, it's brother. This is on the same boat."

"Oh, it's on a boat. Then, whose boat is it?"

Zhao Ji continued to ask.

"Well, it's Grandpa's boat."

After thinking about it, the little boy said.

With a move in his heart, Zhao Ji's eyes lit up, and he asked: "It's Grandpa's boat, I don't know, can I meet your grandpa."

"Okay, I'll call Grandpa."

Clapping his little hands, like playing a game, the little boy ran away "peddling".

Not long after, Zhao Ji saw an old man walking towards him, walking like a dragon and a tiger, every step he took, seemed to have the momentum of a dragon and a tiger.

"Boy, you're awake."

Not far in front of Zhao Ji, the old man stopped, nodded lightly and said.

"Wake up, the injury on my body was treated by you, old man?"

Raising his hand, and lighting it up, Zhao Ji asked with a faint smile.

For this old man, in his heart, Zhao Ji raised full vigilance, but on the surface, he had to do it properly, after all, it was on his territory.

"Yes, I think your injury is not serious. If you don't treat it, your life will be in danger, so I brought you here and treated the wound."

The old man nodded and admitted.

"Thank you, old man. I am very grateful. I don't know my old name."

Giving a slight salute, Zhao Ji said earnestly.

In Zhao Ji's memory, he was knocked out. It must not be as simple as being brought here with good intentions. However, it is better to wait and see before finding out the specific situation.

The old man laughed, and said heartily: "There is no need to say thank you, it's just a handy job, it's nothing, besides, my name is Zhang Jiao."

"Zhang Jiao?!"

Hearing the old man's self-proclaimed name, Zhao Ji was startled and a little dumbfounded.

The word Zhang Jiao holds a lot of weight in Zhao Ji's heart. He is the founder of Taiping Dao in the late Han Dynasty during the Three Kingdoms period, and he is like a leader of a generation.

In that world, Zhang Jiao was already a legend. Unexpectedly, in the heavenly world, Zhang Jiao and Tai Ping Dao also achieved great fame.

(End of this chapter)