Chapter Nineteenth: Yuan Chengzhi

  Living in Zengjia Village, Zhao Ji's life was more abundant than in the mountain valley of Feisheng Peak. Except for the time spent on cultivation, which did not decrease by a single bit, other times were allocated to hunting and socializing with the villagers.

  After more than a dozen days, Zhao Ji's cultivation has been steadily advancing, and his internal energy has been growing at all times. However, there is still some distance from breaking through to the next realm.

  Behind Zengjia Village is a forested mountain area, which can be said to be quite large. Feisheng Peak is surrounded by this forest.

  In the mountain forest, there are not a few prey. With Zhao Ji, Ding Dian and Tian Hong's abilities, hunting animals is almost effortless. The three of them eat meat every day, and they have enough to spare, even sending some to the villagers in the village.

  During this time, Zhao Ji was also doing another thing, that is, collecting ropes from various households, some were only a few meters long, and some were over ten meters long. Connecting these ropes together, eventually formed a rope of two hundred meters long.

  On this day, Zhao Ji got up early in the morning and did not practice his fist as usual. Instead, he said to Ding Dian and Tian Hong: "Brother Ding, Master Tianhong, someone is ascending to heaven today, we need to go back to Feisheng Temple to receive him."

  "Alright, we'll accompany you back."

  Ding Dian and Tian Hong exchanged a glance, reaching a mutual understanding.

  "No need, Brother Ding can just accompany me back alone, let Master Tianhong stay behind. Otherwise, when the villagers come later, they will think we left without saying goodbye."

  Shaking his head slightly, Zhao Ji said solemnly.

  Then, Zhao Ji and Ding Dian returned to the foot of Fei Sheng Peak together, looking up at the mountain peak that was thousands of feet high. Zhao Ji felt a great shock, thinking it unbelievable that he had been able to come down safely from the middle of the mountain half a month ago.

  "It's often said that going up a mountain is easy, but coming down is difficult. However, for a peak like Feishengfeng, which is thousands of meters high, climbing up is much more difficult than climbing down, and it especially tests one's arm strength."

  At the foot of the mountain, Zhao let out a soft sigh.

  "Yes, indeed, such a steep mountain peak is not easy to climb. Zhao Ji, let's do it this way: I'll go up first and secure the rope, then you can climb up along the rope."

  Ding Dian nodded in agreement, and after a moment's thought, he came up with a good idea.

  Zhao Ji's face showed joy, and he cupped his hands together, saying: "Then thank you, Brother Ding."

  The nearly two hundred zhang high steep mountain peak, let Zhao Ji climb up with his bare hands, he really didn't have that confidence, if he fell halfway down, it would be miserable.

  However, if there was a rope hanging down, it would be easier for Zhao Ji to borrow strength and climb up. The method that Ding Dian came up with was actually what he had thought of beforehand, but before he could say it out loud, Ding Dian beat him to it.

  With hands and feet working together, Ding Tian's body was like a monkey's, climbing up the steep and precipitous mountain wall with agility and nimbleness.

  Standing below, his eyes filled with envy, Zhao Ji secretly estimated that he didn't know when he could have such skills.

  After a moment, Ding Dian had climbed to a foothold two hundred zhang above, where he connected the rope of over two hundred zhang that Zhao Ji had tied together with the long rattan cord hanging down from above.

  "Zhao Ji, it's all set, you can come up now."

  Ding Dian's voice came from far away.

  Seizing the rope that had come down, Zhao Ji pulled hard on it. The rope tightened but did not break, and so he used his hands and feet to climb up.

  With hands alternating and tightly gripping the rope, his feet exerting force, he climbed up the stone wall. Under Zhao Ji's coordinated hand and foot movements, his body quickly ascended upwards.

  The vertical distance from the valley in the middle of Feisheng Peak to the ground is over 1,700 zhang, or more than 5,000 meters. This is an extraordinary height.

  At such a height, it's not to mention ordinary people, even Ding Dian, a master of this level, can't go up and down at will. However, with the rope hanging all the way down, even Zhao Ji can climb up.

  "Huffing and puffing, I've finally made it up, but I'm exhausted."

  Climbing up to the platform outside the valley, Zhao Ji lay down without any image, panting heavily in his mouth, his whole body soft and weak, already exhausted.

  "Yes, going up the mountain is indeed much more tiring than coming down. I also need to take a rest."

  Ding Dian's condition was much better than Zhao Ji's, but he also had sweat on his forehead, looking a bit tired.

  After resting for a while, when the two of them had recovered somewhat, they crawled back into the valley from that short passageway. As soon as their feet stepped on the ground emitting the fragrance of mud, Zhao Ji turned around and looked at the passageway with a scowl: "This broken passageway is really too narrow, I'll help it expand its capacity sooner or later."

  Through the must-pass road of the Fei Sheng Temple, that pine forest, Zhao Ji saw at a glance the group of squirrels on the tree, among which, the purple giant squirrel was so eye-catching.

  "Violet Star."

  He waved at the group of squirrels and shouted loudly, Zhao Ji.

  "Squeak."

  Upon hearing that familiar voice, Zixing looked over and when she saw Zhao Ji, she let out a joyful cry and hopped on one foot as she ran towards him.

  Feeling a slight weight on his shoulder, Zixing jumped onto Zhao Ji's shoulder, its big fluffy tail swishing back and forth.

  "Ah-choo! Alright, alright, Purple Star, you're being naughty again."

  Gently stroking Zixing's head, Zhao Ji smiled and said.

  All the way teasing Zixing, soon Zhao Ji and Ding Dian returned to the front of Feisheng Hall, pushed open the door, everything remained unchanged.

  From the ancient well, he took out the Book of Life and Death and the Pen of Eternity. With Zhao's brushstrokes, as if possessed by a spirit, he wrote down the world of Bi Xue Jian, Yuan Chengzhi and Shen Xing Bai Bian San.

  Then, a person burst out of the ancient well and shot up into the sky. After exiting the well, he steadily landed on the ground, turning out to be an ordinary-looking young man.

  The young man wore a green shirt, with a long sword inserted behind his back. His appearance was ordinary and belonged to the kind that would not be noticeable if thrown into a crowd. However, on this person's body, there was an extraordinary aura.

  At the same time, a tiny, invisible ray of light escaped from the Book of Life and Death and entered Zhao Ji's brow. He concentrated his mind slightly, and a large amount of information appeared one by one, which was exactly the cultivation method of Shen Xing Bai Bian and some understanding of Yuan Chengzhi.

  Time and space shifted, the environment changed drastically, and he appeared in the Flying Ascension Hall. Yuan Chengzhi's expression was momentarily bewildered, and it wasn't until after a few breaths that he came to his senses.

  Her eyebrows slightly furrowed, her bright and shining eyes scanned the Flying Ascension Hall, finally settling on Zhao Ji and Ding Dian.

  "May I ask how you two gentlemen are called, and where is this place?"

  Yuan Chengzhi smiled and asked politely.

  "Yuan Chengzhi, this is Feisheng Hall, congratulations to you, ascended to the Heavenly Realm."

  With a serious expression, Zhao Ji showed a solemn look and said to Yuan Chengzhi with great solemnity.

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