Chapter 52: Ju Yuan Level 4, receive the Dharma again!

Chapter 52: The fourth stage of Ju Yuan, receiving the law again!
[Ju Yuan Level 9999: 10000/]

Under the Tianyuan pear tree, Zhao Xing sat cross-legged.

The vital energy flows throughout the body, and the cyclone in the dantian is like a nebula, spinning faster and faster.

At this time, the vital energy has reached the limit of the third stage of Ju Yuan, and only the last bit of vital energy is missing.

But this last point is not just a matter of quantity, but the key to triggering qualitative change.

Seeing this, Chen Shijie was about to turn around and go in, because it takes a lot of time to gather the vital energy into the body and break through a level. This requires every inch of flesh and blood in the body to adapt to the new level of vital energy.

Even the last step, the change will take an hour or two.

He stepped into the study with his right foot, and before he could lift his left foot, Zhao Xing opened his eyes and stood up from under the Tianyuan pear tree.

"Huh? Failed?" Chen Shijie noticed the movement, turned around and frowned.

But Zhao Xing seemed to have sufficient energy and vitality, and he didn't look like a loser.

So he activated the [Five Elements Observation] spell and looked towards Zhao Xing.

"The five elements are balanced, yin and yang are in harmony, and it's a step higher than before. This is a breakthrough. At such a speed, this kid's aptitude is extraordinary." Chen Shijie was a little overjoyed.

He originally thought that Zhao Xing had a high level of understanding of magic, but his aptitude was just average, but now it seems that this view was wrong.

"His aptitude is above average among those in Nanyang County."

"As long as your luck isn't too bad, you can reach the eighth rank within five years without any problem."

"If my luck is too bad, like the 'bumpy road' I had before, I don't know how much hardship I will have to go through. Not everyone can be as kind as the general to help me change my luck." Chen Shijie thought of the past and felt quite emotional.

"What are you thinking about, sir?" Suddenly, a voice brought Chen Shijie back to his senses.

"Now that you've made a breakthrough, I'm thinking about how to punish you." Chen Shijie snorted.

"Since we have to punish him, we might as well punish him for multiple crimes. Brother Shen and I will pick a few more pears first." Zhao Xing said with a smile, and picked a few more pears with his backhand.

Shen Zhui was dumbfounded. Brother Zhao, you are so bold as to say and do it!
But Chen Shijie still fell for it.

He came from a military background and was only about thirty years old. He was not an old-fashioned person. If Zhao Xing was respectful and polite to him, he would not like it.

Now, Chen Shijie felt like he was acting like a spoiled brat in front of his naughty younger brother at home, and he quite liked this feeling.

"You are so shameless. Now get away from me after taking the pear. I don't want to see you again today." Chen Shijie scolded with a smile.

"Then I'll come back tomorrow. Goodbye."

"Get out of here!"

Even after walking a long way out of the Chen residence, Shen Zhui, with two pears in his arms, was still a little dazed.

"Brother Zhao, your last name is Zhao?"

"Brother Shen, isn't this nonsense?"

"Your last name is really not Chen?"

"Why do I look like Chen Shijie?"

Shen Zhui looked at it carefully and nodded: "A little bit."

Zhao Xing smiled, wiped the pear and took a bite: "You might as well say that I am like this pear."

Shen Zhui thought about it and didn't think he looked like that. Chen Shijie had a slightly square face, light eyebrows, a small nose and small eyes. His appearance was not outstanding, but his skin was white, a common fair complexion in Xishan County.

Zhao Xing has thick eyebrows, big eyes, a high nose bridge, and clear facial lines. He is much taller than Chen Shijie. If his skin was not a healthy tan color, he could be called a handsome gentleman, but a healthy tan color makes him look much more sunny.

Their temperaments are also different. Chen Shijie has a kind of perseverance that comes from going through hardships, while Zhao Xing has a more relaxed feeling.

Thinking of this, Shen Zhui couldn't help but feel a little envious: "Are the relationships between superiors and subordinates in your Sinongjian so harmonious?" "Why, your relationship with Wang Longwusi is not harmonious?" Zhao Xing asked back.

"Not really." Shen Zhui shook his head and said, "Lord Wang is very kind to me, but he is relatively strict and stern."

Zhao Xing had no intention of explaining his relationship with Chen Shijie. He walked past the Fumen Street and said goodbye to Shen Zhui: "Brother Shen, I have broken through to the fourth level of Ju Yuan and want to go to the temple to learn new methods. See you tomorrow at Chen's house."

Shen Zhui put the pear in his arms, took it out and bowed to say goodbye: "See you tomorrow, Brother Zhao."

According to the old rules, the Ministry of Agriculture submits an application, the county government approves it, and then one goes to the temple to receive the Dharma.

Xue Wenzhong naturally approved it quickly, because he knew that although Zhao Xing's progress was fast, his foundation was solid.

Zhao Xing has already reached the ninth, seventh, seventh and eighth levels of the four weather methods that Si Nong relies on to make a living: moving clouds, bringing rain, thunder and wind.

Zhao Xing could not compare with an old minister of agriculture like Xue Wenzhong who could "conjure three-foot-high thunderbolts" and "move clouds with his palms".

But his control over these spells is no worse than that of some newly-qualified Si Nong.

Xue Wenzhong naturally had nothing to worry about.

When we arrived at the county government office, there were quite a lot of people doing business.

The reception room was crowded with people coming and going, and there was almost no place to stay.

"Strange, why are there so many people today?" Zhao Xing was a little puzzled, but still lined up at the end of the line.

After waiting for a while, I suddenly saw someone walking to my side. It was my old acquaintance Pang Fei.

"Brother Zhao, come over here and talk."

"Okay." Zhao Xing didn't bother to line up and just followed Pang Fei.

Pang Fei took him directly into the small living room next to the reception hall, and then asked, "Brother Zhao, if you have any documents that need to be signed, just give them to me."

"Brother Pang, is this convenient?" Zhao Xing thought, isn't this tantamount to cutting in line?

Pang Fei chuckled and said, "Brother Zhao's matter should be handled specially. This is also what the county lord told me."

Ever since Zhao Xing won the first place for three consecutive times, he became famous in the county magistrate's mind, and Pang Fei became Zhao Xing's "exclusive customer service".

While others had to queue up for approval, Zhao Xing could just cut in line.

"Thank you, Brother Pang." Zhao Xing handed over the document and asked casually, "Brother Pang, why are there so many people coming to the county government office to do business today?"

"Not only today, but we have been very busy in the past few days." Pang Fei said, "The autumn solstice of Donghu Mountain is approaching, and more and more people are coming to buy treasures and learn new methods."

"So that's how it is." Zhao Xing suddenly realized that the opening of the mountain on the Autumnal Equinox was a big event in Gu County. Even people from Nanyang County would come to join in the fun. He had been studying and practicing hard recently and had forgotten that the Autumnal Equinox was approaching.

The county government got the approval document and went to the temple.

There were a lot more people in the temple at this time than usual.

Especially in Caoxi Zhenjun Temple, there was a long queue at this moment.

There were even tourists with accents that sounded like they were from other places, worshipping from afar in the square outside the temple.

"When Caoxi Zhenjun built the Thirteen Channels of Pinghu Lake, he used the magic of the Budili School, 'Ksitigarbha Returning to the Origin', and built the Returning to the Origin Waterwheel, which made the Yuan Qi more and more concentrated, turning the flood into a blessing. The hill in Donghu Lake also became higher and higher, and eventually became a famous sacred mountain."

"In the coming autumn, the mountains will be separated. I wonder who can obtain the spiritual beauty of the mountains..."

Zhao Xing waited for a long time and found that there were too many people in Caoxi Zhenjun Temple and the team did not seem to be moving at all.

"It's just an elementary spell anyway, so it doesn't matter who you worship."

Zhao Xing changed the place and came to the Temple of the Holy Ones which had a larger capacity.

(End of this chapter)