Chapter Thirteen: The Tendon Changing Classic

  The sun sets in the west, a piece of fiery cloud floats slowly from the opening above the valley, and the last touch of red light like a cloud and mist shines down.

  In the late afternoon, the dense forest has a unique charm and flavor. The lush branches seem to be coated with a layer of gold paint, and a bright red glow with a hint of golden light spreads out.

  Above the dense forest, it is dazzlingly bright, with visibility that is not much inferior to that of a strong noon sun. However, below the dense forest, due to the sheltering of branches and leaves, it appears rather dim.

  Beside a big tree, Zhao Ji struck a strange pose, with his head down and feet up, leaning against the tree, looking quite eccentric.

  A large purple squirrel, holding several pine nuts in its two front paws, jumped back and forth on the branches of a big tree. From time to time, it would fall down onto Zhao Ji's body or jump to the ground.

  Although the purple star occasionally made a fuss on his body, Zhao Ji's movements and poses were not chaotic at all, without even a slight sway.

  He maintained this posture for over a moment before Zhao Ji slapped the ground with both palms, flipped his body, and stood up to walk again.

  "Amitabha, Zhao Ji, you really learn things quickly! In just ten short days, you've already grasped the basics of Yi Jin Jing. Your martial arts talent is even better than mine."

  With hands clasped together, he chanted a Buddhist mantra and exclaimed in admiration, Tian Hong said.

  "Where, where, still thanks to Master Tianhong's guidance."

  He waved his hand and said modestly.

  Zhao Ji was very clear that the cultivation of Yi Jin Jing, his own rapid progress, in addition to having a good martial arts talent, Tian Hong's guidance and the contents of Sheng Si Pian directly imprinted on his mind were greatly contributory.

  The process of learning Yi Jin Jing is no different from Shen Zhao Jing, both are directly applying divine powers to imprint the contents of martial arts into Zhao Ji's mind, with additional understanding from Tian Hong.

  "Oh dear, I'm feeling uncomfortable all over, I'll go take a bath. Tian Hong Master, you can head back on your own."

  After greeting Master Tianhong, Zhao Ji's figure swiftly disappeared into the distance like a gust of wind, with Zi Xing jumping and following closely behind.

  Yi Jin Jing, apart from being a very profound internal skill and mental method, also has the effect of Yi Jing Fa Suǐ (Yi Jing Marrow Washing), which can play a crucial role in improving one's martial arts talent.

  In the valley, downstream of the only stream, there is a small lake, or it can be said to be an ultra-large pool. Since being discovered by Zhao Ji, it has become his swimming place.

  The lake is not big, but fortunately, the water is flowing, so there's no need to worry about the water becoming stagnant and smelly, which makes Zhao extremely satisfied.

  Arriving at the lake, Zhao Ji quickly took off his clothes and a carp jumped out of the water, making a "splash" sound as it fell into the lake, thrashing about.

  "The black impurities on my body aren't that many, which means to say, there weren't that many impurities inside me to begin with. No wonder my martial arts talent isn't bad."

  While washing his whole body, Zhao Ji muttered to himself.

  The "Yi Jin Jing" of the Yi Jing Fa can clear out the deep-seated impurities within a martial artist's body, thereby enhancing their martial arts abilities. The poorer the martial artist's abilities, the more impurities there are in their body. After practicing the Yi Jin Jing, the more impurities that will be cleared out.

  Zhao was very pleased with himself, thinking that his body had very few impurities and a high martial arts talent, but he didn't know that his body had been remade by the Flying Ascension Hall, equivalent to having undergone a transformation of his bone marrow.

  Zao Ji had just entered the water when Zi Xing also jumped in and quickly swam to his side, letting out two high-pitched "squeaks" as he used his front paws to splash water at Zao Ji.

  "You little brat, how dare you splash me? You're asking for a beating."

  In a burst of hearty laughter, Zhao Ji slapped the water surface with both hands, splashing waves of water towards Zixing, and they played together like otters.

  The next day, at dawn, when the sky was just beginning to light up, the three wooden houses built in front of Feisheng Hall, on the outermost edge of the dense forest, almost simultaneously opened their doors, and Zhao Ji, Ding Dian, and Tian Hong walked out one after another.

  "Tianhong Master, Brother Ding, today I've decided to explore the road down the mountain and find a way to climb down Feisheng Peak."

  After a hearty breakfast that was generous in quantity, Zhao Ji proposed to Ding Dian and Tian Hong, his jaw clenched with determination.

  It's no wonder Zhao Ji is acting like this, being trapped in the valley for over a month. Although food and drink are not a problem, but without seasonings, without salt, life is really not that great.

  Zao Ji and the three of them, through that exit which could not be called a passageway, arrived at the platform outside the valley, with an area of only about ten square meters, facing the strong wind, looking down.

  At a height of several thousand feet, in the convective layer of airflow, it's normal for the wind to be strong. The three people were not ordinary people with weak physiques, their bodies as steady as Mount Tai, completely unmoved by the fierce wind.

  "Wow, this is also too high, looking down, I'm afraid it's not just a thousand feet, and the rock wall is steep and the strange rocks are towering, wanting to go down, I'm afraid it won't be that easy."

  He looked down and suddenly felt a little dizzy, hastily retreated a step back, his eyes fixed strangely on Zhao Ji, asking: "Zhao Ji, your flying ascension guide is not very good either, being abandoned in this place that is neither high nor low, without even a path down the mountain. I just don't know how you came up here originally."

  As for Zhao Ji, the flying ascension messenger, Ding Dian had always been somewhat skeptical in his heart. Originally, he imagined that a divine messenger with broad magical powers would not conform to reality in various aspects.

  Regarding this point, Master Tianhong also had some doubts, and at this time, he couldn't help but cast his gaze towards Zhao Ji, expecting an answer.

  "Alright, since you're all so curious, I'll tell you then."

  He forced himself to think hard and in a flash, he had already come up with what he was going to say next.

  "Actually, I'm just a substitute for the Ascension Escort. Originally, I was just an ordinary person, but one day, an old man with a youthful face found me and said he was tired of being the Ascension Escort and wanted to travel the world, so he looked for someone to take over and thought my qualifications were good, so he handed this task over to me."

  After a moment of emotional turmoil, Zhao Ji spoke in a deep and solemn tone.

  "It's just that the ascension guide from the previous realm was in such a hurry, he didn't even ask for my opinion, and directly brought me here. He didn't even leave any instructions behind before leaving. To be honest, I've only been in this valley for a few days more than Brother Ding, so..."

  "I knew it, I said so, you don't seem to be familiar with your own territory either. It's actually because of this reason that I couldn't help but say, brother, your luck is too good."

  Ding Dian said with a bewildered expression.