Take charge of Ascension

Chapter 419 Jindan
After coping with the assassination on the rainy night, the group of Taibai Sword Sect hurried on their way to Qianjizong, but they still had some guesses about the assassin.

Not to mention other people, even Zhao Ji had some ideas, thinking that that person should be Sima Liang, the third prince of Wei, otherwise, it would be unreasonable.

The people of the Taibai Sword Sect had just rescued Mu Jingqing, and the assassins came to him and mobilized such a large force. In Wei, only the upper class can do it.

Combining all the signs, Sima Liang's suspicion is impossible, absolutely the most likely.

Having reached this conclusion, Zhao Ji was furious in his heart, wishing to go to the capital of Wei State and kill Sima Liang, but Zhu Zili stopped him.

Along the way, Zhao Ji was always quite unhappy. His temperament has always been revengeful and complaining. Sima Liang's behavior, but he had no choice but to run away in desperation. How could Zhao Ji be reconciled.

If it was changed before, it might be nothing, but now, Zhao Ji thinks that his strength is already extraordinary, so how can he not take revenge.

The so-called blood splattered for ten steps when a man is angry, the power of Zhao Ji's anger is still extremely strong, maybe all warriors in the Taoist realm will perish.

"Junior Brother, we are running away in a hurry, do you feel uncomfortable?"

Zhu Zili came to Zhao Ji's side and asked with a smile.

Zhu Zili attached great importance to Zhao Ji, seeing Zhao Ji was at the back of the team, looking sullen, Zhu Zili wanted to explain it.

After glancing at Zhu Zili, Zhao Ji said flatly, "No."

Zhu Zili frowned slightly, and said in a deep voice: "Brother, we disciples of the Taibai Sword Sect absolutely never cheat or deceive internally. You may dislike someone, you may hate him, but you must not be perfunctory. Now , you are a disciple of our Taibai Sword Sect, if you have any opinion on Senior Brother, you can say it out, it’s better to be bored in your heart like this, or your mind will change drastically.”

When Zhu Zili said this, Zhao Ji was taken aback, but he didn't lose his temper, and said: "Senior brother Zhu, I can't figure it out, the third prince of Wei Guo, Sima Liang, has already attacked us like that, why didn't he fight back, instead he was so depressed escape."

Zhu Zili smiled slightly, and said: "I know you are not convinced, okay, let me explain the truth to you."

Zhao Ji didn't speak any more, but his ears were pricked up, and he listened intently.

"First of all, the purpose of our trip is to go to Qianjizong to participate in the door-to-door discussion on the fifteenth day. We can't delay, if we go to deal with the third prince of Wei, I don't know how much effort it will take."

Zhu Zili said, and said: "Secondly, Wei State is a very powerful country. Its national strength is not weak. In terms of top masters, although it is not as good as our Taibai Sword Sect, its overall national strength is extremely strong. Since the third prince Sima Liang was able to With so much force deployed, the strength under our hands is still extremely strong, even if we go, we may not be able to do anything to him."

Zhao Ji didn't believe it: "How is it possible, we have a strong person in the Golden Core Realm here."

Zhu Zili said: "Are you talking about Uncle Zongqianheng? He is a truly extremely strong man, and he won't do anything for such a trivial matter."

"Ah, that's it."

At that time, Zhao Ji was dumbfounded, but after thinking about it carefully, it's normal for a martial arts expert like Zong Qianheng who is in Jindan state to think highly of himself and not want to make random moves.

Rolling his eyeballs, Zhao Ji asked again: "Brother Zhu, can't you?"

Zhu Zili's strength is also extremely strong. Last night, although Zhu Zili's attack was only one move, it was extremely powerful, probably not much weaker than a warrior in the Golden Core realm.

Zhu Zili slowly shook his head and said: "No, my strength is still weak. Wei Guo has a strong person in the Golden Core Realm, even if I make a move, I am not fully sure. At that time, if Uncle Zong doesn't make a move, We will be miserable."

Zhao Ji nodded, and said unwillingly: "Could it be that I can't avenge this revenge?"

Zhu Zili said: "The so-called asking for others is better than asking for yourself. You should rely on yourself. As long as you practice hard and learn the powerful martial arts of the sect, you will be fine even if you are dealing with the prince of a country, or the emperor of a country."

"Hey, that's all."

Zhao Ji said a little discouraged.

"This matter is not difficult to do. As the saying goes, everything depends on human effort. Your future is uncertain. The Taibai Sword Sect can provide you with opportunities, directions, and guarantees, but whether you can do it depends on your own efforts."

Zhu Zili said in a deep voice.

Zhao Ji said: "I know, don't worry Senior Brother Zhu, I won't let you down."

Zhao Ji knew that Zhu Zili was motivating his own fighting spirit, so naturally he couldn't let him down, he was instantly full of fighting spirit.

Looking at Zhao Ji who was full of fighting spirit again, Zhu Zili's eyes flashed, and he said solemnly: "By the way, junior brother, I want to ask you two questions, I hope you will answer me seriously."

Seeing Zhu Zili's solemn expression, Zhao Ji felt strange, but he still said casually: "Okay, brother, you can ask."

"Well, I'll ask, the first question, what is the purpose of your cultivation? Is it immortality, domination, or the pursuit of invincibility. The second question, what kind of sacrifices are you willing to give for this purpose? The price? What kind of effort?"

Zhu Zili asked.

"Brother, why do you ask that?"

Looking at Zhu Zili strangely, Zhao Ji asked.

This kind of question is too bad. Back then, when receiving nine-year compulsory education, Zhao Ji was always asked by the teacher what kind of ideal he would have in the future, whether to be a scientist, a politician, or an astronaut wait.

Then, those teachers talked about how much effort is needed to achieve this goal. The so-called young people don't work hard, and the old ones are sad. Thousands of words are always for the college entrance examination.

Unexpectedly, after arriving in the heaven, Zhu Zili actually asked himself the same question, which is too strange, Zhao Ji didn't think it was meaningful.

"You can answer as you are told, there is so much nonsense."

After waiting for Zhao Ji to take a look, Zhu Zili said angrily.

In fact, Zhu Zili asked such a question because of Zhao Ji's lack of xinxing cultivation. He wanted to set a goal for Zhao Ji. As long as he has a firm goal, a warrior will have a firm mind and a consistent mind.

A warrior who can achieve the same mind can control his behavior, and will not be easily influenced by foreign objects, but will move forward unswervingly towards a goal.

Under Zhu Zili's solemnity, Zhao Ji had no choice but to answer, and said casually: "The reason why I practice is to live forever, and to be number one in the world."

Zhu Zili frowned slightly, and said in a deep voice, "Don't talk nonsense, think about it carefully, and give the most sincere answer."

Seeing that Zhu Zili was a little angry, Zhao Ji was startled, and quickly said with a bright smile: "Okay, okay, I'll think about it again."

Zhu Zili attached so much importance to this question that Zhao Ji no longer dared to be perfunctory, so he concentrated his attention and began to think quietly.

When he became serious, Zhao Ji discovered that the purpose of his martial arts training was not to live forever or to be number one in the world, but what it was for, he couldn't figure it out for a while, and couldn't help but feel a little confused.

Zhao Ji kept asking himself, what is the purpose of his cultivation, he was asking from the bottom of his heart, what is the ultimate purpose of gaining great power.

The eight members of the Taibai Sword Sect rushed forward very fast. They were all masters, and they didn't ride horses. They only relied on their feet, so their speed was already too slow.

Among the eight, the one with the lowest cultivation level is also a martial artist of the tenth level of innate ability. Not only is his speed fast, but his stamina is also very long. It is no problem to run long distances.

While running forward, Zhao Ji was still thinking, asking himself constantly, what is the purpose of his cultivation?Pursuit of longevity?Thousand-year bastard, ten thousand-year tortoise, I am still young, so I don't have much feeling about this.

Moreover, Zhao Ji was a human being in two lifetimes, and in his last lifetime, he lived in an era of information explosion, but knowing that it is true that he can live forever may not be a good thing.

Immortal life, watching relatives and friends around me die one by one, what's the fun, leaving alone, it's so boring.

Moreover, this is the world of martial arts, not the world of cultivating immortals. Even if one's cultivation reaches the golden core level, the lifespan is only more than 1000 years, and the maximum can reach 2000 years. There is still a gap between immortality and immortality.

Of course, it is not ruled out that there are other realms above the Jindan realm that can lead to real immortality. Since Zhu Zili asked that, it is really possible.

However, for immortality, Zhao Ji doesn't have so many obsessions. It's gratifying to succeed, but it's okay to fail. Therefore, immortality is not the purpose of Zhao Ji's practice.

Number one in the world, invincible in the world, etc. are even less reliable. The so-called there are people beyond the mountains, mountains beyond the mountains, and heaven beyond the sky.

But, what is the purpose of my own cultivation?

Zhao Ji slowly thought about it, and he had an idea, that is to travel all over the world, see the great rivers and mountains in the heavens, make friends with countless beauties in these rivers and mountains, eat delicious food all over the world, see all the wonders of the world, and leave a book that belongs to him. It is my ideal to let future generations look up to my own travel notes.

But is this really your ideal?I have been a human being in two lives, I have gone against the sky, and I have struggled in every possible way. Is this really the ideal?No, not right.

Suddenly, Zhao Jixuan fell into deep thought, what exactly is he pursuing?
Seeing Zhao Ji's pensive appearance, he was really thinking about those two questions, Zhu Zili nodded slightly with satisfaction, looking very satisfied.

As soon as you look up and look at the world, you have no arrogance and no regrets, it is open and majestic, the size of the world is so wide, and it is fun to travel freely in the world.

Zhuang Zhou dreamed of a butterfly, asking himself:
The beauty covers all the flowers, and it is hard to escape the four seasons of glory, I don't want to.

My heart is higher than the sky, but I don't want to.

I only hope that the youth will last forever and stay in the world forever.

I only hope that the branches are strong and the leaves are luxuriant, and I am not afraid of being stubborn.

No, it's not enough.

I want a sword in my hand, and thousands of people will bow their heads.

I want the order to be issued, and the world will change.

I want to bow my head today, and I will bow my head today.

I want this water to flow back, and this water will flow back.

I am free between heaven and earth.

I am the only one in the universe.

Don't be trapped by everything, don't be confused by the world.

Freedom, yes, freedom, what I pursue is freedom.

Jump out of the five elements and transcend the three realms.Jumping out of life and death, eternal freedom.

By the way, that's it. The purpose of self-cultivation is to be free, the most perfect, the most noble freedom, the freedom of body and mind, and the freedom of everything.Unlimited, unstoppable freedom.Eternal and free, you can do whatever you want, you can do what you want, and you can get what you want.The kind of supreme freedom that has no limits.

The sky can't do what I want, the earth can't go against my heart, life and death are in my hands, and I can do whatever I want.I want such freedom.

Repeating it over and over again, the simple word "freedom" seems to have endless magic power, firmly locking Zhao Ji's mind.

Gradually, the light in his eyes converged, and the focus was regained. There was no trace of confusion between his brows, and he gained firmness again, as if he was reborn from the ashes.

In an instant, Zhao Ji found his own cultivation goal, an extremely arrogant fantasy, but this is his ideal.

Immediately, Zhao Ji understood his thoughts and opened his eyes, as if he had a goal in his life.When he opened his eyes, there was a muffled thunder from his body, and his heart trembled. A wonderful feeling came to his mind.

In Zhao Ji's mind, a starlight flourished, and the perception of the stars floated to his heart. Zhao Ji intuitively felt refreshed, as long as he used a little effort, he could be promoted to the Yun Dao Realm.

Together with the aura on his body, when he was about to break through, Zhao Ji suddenly thought of coming to the door to discuss the Tao. The feeling that came to his mind was suddenly suppressed by him, and the feeling of being about to be promoted gradually faded away.

Zhu Zili, who had been standing by the side all the time, looked at Zhao Ji, smiled at him, and said, "Junior brother, congratulations, you have realized your own way. For you, the Yundao realm is just a touch away."

Following Zhao Ji all the time, Zhu Zili naturally noticed the changes in Zhao Ji. At that time, he was still shocked, for fear that Zhao Ji had been promoted to the Yun Dao Realm. In this competition, the Taibai Sword Sect is inferior.

"Yes, I realized something, but it's a pity that the opportunity to hit the Dao Yun realm was just given up in vain."

Zhao Ji sighed and said.

Zhu Zili said indifferently: "It's nothing. Although I gave up an opportunity, it will be easier to be promoted when I have this opportunity next time. So, you don't have to worry."

"By the way, did you remember the question I asked you just now?"

Zhu Zili asked.

Zhao Ji nodded and said: "Think about it, the purpose of my cultivation is to be free."

"free?"

Zhu Zili stared, and said: "It is not easy to achieve true freedom, but it is good to have a goal, and work hard for this goal in the future."

Zhao Ji nodded, and resolutely said: "Understood."

……

From Wei State to Qianji State where Qianji Sect is located, the distance is [-] li in a straight line, which is a long distance, and the three kingdoms of Ming, Yuan, and Jing have to pass through in the middle, and the future is long.

The eight members of the Taibai Sword Sect rushed towards the Qianji Sect without any external aid. This is a kind of experience and a kind of cultivation.

The distance to Qianjizong on foot is extremely long. Although the eight members of Taibai Sword Sect rushed to Qianjizong ahead of schedule, time is still extremely tight.

Two days later, the eight people passed through a plain, with farmland everywhere on the left and right, as well as villages and towns. It was a very good gathering place for human beings.

Zong Qianheng, who was running forward, suddenly stopped, looked in one direction, frowned and said: "Thirty miles to the south, there are people fighting fiercely."

Under the leadership of Zong Qianheng, the eight people rushed there, and they arrived there half a quarter of an hour later. They saw a tornado hovering in the sky in front of them, and there was a human town in the direction of the tornado.

"There is someone in the tornado!"

Seeing that tornado, Zhao Ji's eyes widened, and he let out an exclamation, which he couldn't help but utter.

It can be seen that in the eye of the huge tornado that stretches to the sky, there is a middle-aged man up and down, as if he is controlling the tornado, sweeping forward.

This kind of tornado is equivalent to a natural disaster. Even with Zhao Ji's strength, if he hits the tornado with his back on his back, he will be unlucky.

"That's a strong man in the Golden Core Realm."

Looking at the tornado in front of him, Zhu Zili looked very heavy, and said in a low voice.

Zhao Ji was startled, and whispered: "Ah, that's a martial arts expert at the Golden Core Realm."

Although somewhat surprised, Zhao Ji would not think that what Zhu Zili said was a lie. A martial artist at the Golden Core Realm has already realized the existence of some Dao, and his strength is absolutely earth-shattering.

The strong man in the Golden Core Realm in the tornado must have comprehended one of the winds before he could control the tornado. His strength is really too strong, comparable to the power of nature.

Before the town where the tornado was about to reach, there was also a middle-aged man suspended in the air, facing the tornado directly, with his hands raised, a thundercloud formed above his head.

Two Jindan martial arts masters were supposed to be fighting fiercely here, but for some reason they chose the small town as the place of battle. Once the battle broke out, the town would definitely be affected.

The tornado will arrive soon. Outside the villages and towns, there are some ordinary people who fell into the tornado and were swept out. It is unknown whether they are alive or dead. However, the chances of surviving are unlikely.

In the small town, many warriors or strong-bodied people braved the strong wind and fled desperately. However, there were still many people who could not escape at all, seeing that the catastrophe was imminent.

Before the tornado finally reached the town, a big fight broke out between the two middle-aged men. The battle between the two was really fierce, and the fighting power was earth-shattering.

Facing the huge tornado, they rushed towards the small town. Before reaching the small town, the city walls trembled faintly under the wind of the tornado.

(End of this chapter)