Chapter Twelve: The Heavenly Rainbow

  It's been a month since I arrived in the heavenly realm, and Zhao has been diligently cultivating the Divine Illumination Sutra without relaxing for a moment.

  Under the accumulation of a large amount of food, Zhao Ji's body was full of energy, and his cultivation of the Divine Path also made rapid progress. His internal energy grew every day, even every moment, at a speed that could be felt.

  It had been a month since Zhao Ji felt that his internal energy cultivation had reached a bottleneck, and it was already three days in a row that his internal energy hadn't increased by even a single thread.

  The initial stage of practicing the Divine Light Sutra, the growth of internal energy has been at an extremely fast pace, without any decline for a whole day. However, after three days, there is no increase in internal energy, which is clearly abnormal.

  He then consulted Ding Dian and got the answer that his cultivation had reached a bottleneck, if he could break through, he would be able to step into the next realm.

  Still sitting cross-legged in the Flying Ascension Hall, Zhao Ji assumed a meditative posture, while Ding Dian stood guard beside him to prevent any disturbances.

  In fact, this kind of protection is completely unnecessary. Zhao Ji was very clear that the various magical powers possessed by Fei Sheng Dian made it impossible for anyone to harm him as long as he was inside the temple without his own permission.

  In the lower abdomen, a small cluster of white mist like clouds and fog is Zhao Jing's cultivated internal energy. At this time, under the manipulation of the Shen Zhao Jing, that internal energy turned into an existence as thin as hair, circulating in the meridians.

  His heart sank into stillness, all things were empty and spiritual, without thought or awareness. Zhao Ji's thoughts were all immersed in the aspect of transporting internal energy, repeatedly operating that hair-like fine internal energy column.

  Once, twice, thrice... nine times, Zhao repeatedly went through the process of transporting his inner energy. By the sixth time, he had already reached the extreme limit. The seventh transportation of his inner energy became extremely difficult.

  That difficulty, Zhao Ji knew, must be the bottleneck of internal energy cultivation. As long as he got past it, his cultivation would definitely advance to a higher level.

  Although it was difficult, Zhao Ji made up his mind and repeatedly charged forward, finally achieving results. Not only did he successfully transport the seventh Great Heavenly Cycle, but also the eighth and ninth Great Heavenly Cycles were accomplished.

  Within a month, Zhao Ji cultivated the Divine Illumination Scripture, and the transportation of internal energy could have at most six large cycles. When he broke through this limit, he broke through the current bottleneck in his cultivation. When nine large cycles were completed, Zhao Ji ended his cultivation, and his internal energy had increased significantly.

  The inner energy of this strand, which was only as thick as a hair, grew rapidly after Zhao Ji's breakthrough in cultivation. In a short period of time, it became as thick as yarn and expanded several times larger.

  Along with the flash of light in his eyes, Zhao Ji ended his cultivation posture and stood up straight, the joy in his heart completely revealed on his face.

  "Zhao Ji, looking at your excited expression, there must be a good outcome. Have you made a breakthrough?"

  Although it was an interrogative tone, Ding Dian used affirmative sentences.

  "Yes, finally got some gains."

  Nodding his head, Zhao Ji smiled and said: "Today's breakthrough has come at just the right time."

  "What does it mean?"

  Ding Dian was shocked.

  Zhao Ji's body shifted, his gaze cast towards the ancient well in a corner of Fei Sheng Hall. He said in a low voice, "Soon, there should be another person ascending to the heavens. We can go take a look and also give some guidance to the newcomer."

  "Oh, someone else is coming, I wonder who it will be?"

  As soon as Zhao Ji finished speaking, Ding Dian suddenly became very interested. As a member of the flying ascenders, he was still curious about how one person could ascend to the heavenly realm.

  The Book of Swords and Vows records the world, Shaolin Abbot Tianhong, selects the Yi Jin Jing again, for the first time, Zhao Ji uses the Qianqiu pen to write on the Shengsi Pian.

  Zhao Ji and Ding Dian looked into the well, at first it was empty with nothing in sight, then a small black dot appeared, which quickly approached them at an incredible speed. In an instant, it reached the edge of the well, and then the person jumped out of the well.

  "Amitabha Buddha, two donors, may I ask, where is this place?"

  A middle-aged monk emerged from the well, his bright eyes scanning around, and a hint of surprise appeared on his calm face as he asked Zhao Ji and Ding Dian.

  "Tianhong Master, welcome to Heaven."

  As the controller of Fei Sheng Dian, Zhao Ji had a strong sense of ownership and stretched out his arms, making a gesture as if embracing the world, saying loudly.

  "Who are you and how did you know I'm Tian Hong? Also, what is this Tian Jie place?"

  With a look of astonishment, Tian Hong's eyes flickered with a hint of surprise as he gazed at Zhao Ji and Ding Dian, asking in a low voice.

  "It's a long story."

  Then Zhao Ji recounted the set of things he had made up about flying ascension and the heavenly realm, leaving Tian Hong staring in stunned silence.

  It took a moment to finish telling the virtual story, and even more detailed than the previous introduction to Ding Dian. Finally, as a summary, Zhao Ji said: "As a flying ascension guide, for those who ascend to the flying sky, I will understand some general information about them, or even some details, so I know that your name is Tian Hong, the abbot of Shaolin."

  "It turns out to be so, the Buddha said that one grain of sand is one world, and one leaf is one Bodhi. I thought it was a path for cultivating faith and soul, not really having thousands of worlds, but my understanding was wrong."

  After the shock, Tianhong quickly regained his composure and displayed extraordinary Zen skills. He clasped his hands together, chanted a Buddhist mantra, and muttered to himself: "Amitabha Buddha, since the heavenly realm exists, it means that the three realms of heaven, earth, and man are not illusory either. The Pure Land of Buddhism must also exist. The appearance of Bodhidharma allowed me to ascend to the heavenly realm but did not allow me to go to the Western Pure Land. It seems that my Buddhist cultivation is still insufficient."

  It can be known that Tian Hong is not an extremely devout Buddhist, and even his cultivation in Buddhism may not surpass his achievements in martial arts. Not being able to go to the Western Paradise did not cause him any distress at all.

  "Let's get acquainted formally. I am Tian Hong, the former abbot of Shaolin Temple. Of course, now that I'm in the Heavenly Realm, I'm just a carefree individual. I wonder how you two heavenly envoys should address me."

  After muttering to herself for a while, Tian Hong quickly accepted reality, her changing expression disappeared, and she returned to calmness, exchanging words with Zhao Ji duo in a very serious manner.

  "Eh, Tian Hong Master, only Zhao Ji is the Flying Ascension Envoy of the Heavenly Realm. I and you are both Flying Ascenders from the Lower Realm."

  Tian Hong's words were reasonable, and Ding Dian hastily corrected him.

  Tian Hong slightly nodded towards the sky, and Zhao Ji smiled lightly: "Master Tian Hong, you don't have to be polite, just call me Zhao Ji. You're new to the Heavenly Realm and aren't familiar with the situation here yet. If there's anything I can help you with, feel free to speak up."