Zhang Xuanji and Yaya stood in the crowd, listening to the villagers' discussions.

After all, the fishing village has been established here for many years, and there are many pools in the village for temporary fish farming.

Although these ponds cannot hold all the fish, they are enough to hold ninety percent.

Under the command and dispatch of the old village chief, the villagers picked out the live fish that were alive and easy to sell and raised them in the pool, and the remaining dead or dying fish were weighed and distributed to each household.

The whole village of young adults rushed out to help, so it was not yet midnight before the work was nearing completion.

Zhang Xuanji also carried Yaya on his back and began to walk back.

"Brother, Yaya is so sleepy......"

"Then you can go to sleep, my brother will carry you back!" Zhang Xuanji said softly.

"Uh-huh, thank you, brother!"

Yaya snorted, buried her head in the back of Zhang Xuanji's neck, and fell asleep after a while.

The street is as cold as water at night, and the night chant should feel the cold moonlight.

Zhang Xuanji carried Yaya on his back and walked home step by step in the moonlight.

At this moment, Zhang Xuanji's heart is very peaceful.

He enjoyed this ordinary life, but he also knew that he couldn't enjoy it all the time.

From the moment I saw Wu Yaqian today, it indicated that my life was about to end.

Beyond the fishing village, beyond the coast of the East China Sea.

On Banzai Sacred Mountain, there are still people waiting for them to go back.

Jun Lingzhen, Xiao Xuanyi, they took their own things and had to get them back.

There is also the supreme realm beyond this land, and there are countless strange horrors around.

There are some things that are my mission and must be done to accomplish.

During this time in the fishing village, although the comfortable and leisurely life made me very relaxed, it also made me understand a truth.

Everyone has their own destiny, and the final fate of reading is different.

In this world, there are some things that always need someone to do to complete.

Zhang Xuanji returned home with Yaya on his back, and saw the dim light in the window from a distance.

In this fishing village, there are still people waiting for them to go home!

Zhang Xuanji pushed the door in with Yaya on his back, looked at the woman under the bright lights, and felt inexplicably in his heart: "Mom, we're back!"

......

Nothing was said all night

Zhang Xuanji did not become enlightened tonight, but slept all night like an ordinary person.

He slept soundly and peacefully that night, without any dreams.

The saint has no dreams, no desires, no desires, and that's the case.

In the morning, the first rays of sunlight shine through the windows in the room.

Zhang Xuanji opened his eyes and woke up from his sleep.

At this time, his appearance has changed faintly, and he seems to have become more handsome and extraordinary than before.

His eyes are bright and starry, warm as peach blossoms in March, but indifferent as the moon and snow.

These distinct temperaments merge into one, yet blend with each other to form a unique superhuman temperament.

"Is the Hongmeng Dao body a body?"

Zhang Xuanji muttered to himself, his mood was very indifferent.

did not break through the Hongmeng Dao question, touched the Hongmeng River, and successfully realized the joy of enlightenment.

There is no reluctance to leave the comfortable rural life soon.

All this seems to come naturally, as it should be.

Zhang Xuanji closed his eyes and perceived, although he had not yet opened up the Shenhai, but in the position of the Shenhai, there was a Hongmeng long river containing the supreme Hongmeng qi.

Hongmeng Dao Body, his entire body seems to be in a state of nothingness, and all spiritual power perception works without any obstruction and stagnation feeling.

The so-called Tao is oneself, and one acts entirely according to one's own heart.

Gestures are the supreme way.

Words and laws follow the law, which is the way of the way.

At this moment, Zhang Xuanji has successfully achieved his goal.

Break through the Hongmeng Dao body, give birth to the Hongmeng River, and comprehend the supreme way.

It's time to start cultivating again!

Zhang Xuanji slowly stood up, pushed the door out, and the whole person was bathed in the warm morning light

The village was quiet at this time, because it was too late last night, most of the people did not get up, and only a few figures were busy.

Zhang Xuanji got up and walked towards the entrance of the village, meeting villagers along the road to greet each other.

He came to the entrance of the village, to the place where he had come to the fishing village at the beginning.

Zhang Xuanji came to the tree at the entrance of the village, sat cross-legged and began to cultivate.

Zhang Xuanji closed his eyes and perceived the earth, and at this moment he was promoted to the Hongmeng Dao body, and his perception of all things on the earth was more real

The earth is filled with endless aura, and these are the sources of a cultivator's luck and enhancement of his own cultivation.

Zhang Xuanji sat cross-legged under the tree, and the golden sunlight sprinkled on his body, as if he was draped in a golden veil.

He just sat there quietly, and countless spiritual energy swarmed in the ground, flying up and down around him, eager to enter his body.

Zhang Xuanji did not rush to absorb qi and start cultivating, but quietly sensed the pull between the ground

At this moment, he has no cultivation, and he has never appeared in the Hongmeng Dao body, and the whole person is like a blank piece of paper.

All the spiritual energy in the earth gathered and flocked to it, wanting to transform it into a part of Zhang Xuanji's spiritual power.

Zhang Xuanji perceives the range and things at the moment, although he does not have much cultivation, but because he has not cultivated, he can see some things that he has never paid attention to before.

Time passed little by little, and Zhang Xuanji sat motionless under the tree.

But fortunately, the time was relatively early, and there was no one at the entrance of the village.

Zhang Xuanji sensed everything in the earth, and found that the most ordinary aura in the world was like the immortal qi of the supreme realm, and it seemed to have a hierarchy.

Even Zhang Xuanji, the former Long Live Sword Emperor, didn't know that the most ordinary aura that could be seen everywhere in the mortal world actually had a hierarchy.

Although the hierarchical gap between them is not large, it is a real hierarchy.

High-level auras are scarce, and no other auras around dare to approach, and other auras have avoided them wherever they pass.

It's like they have life, but all of this is not visible to the naked eye, and it is also invisible to cultivators who already have aura.

Zhang Xuanji recalled his previous cultivation experience and found that it seemed that as long as he had a certain kind of spiritual energy transformation spiritual power in his body, he could only attract spiritual energy that was similar to or lower than it.

If the low-level aura attracts too much, it will cause your own spiritual power level to also become low, and you will not be able to absorb the high-level aura.

Moreover, the more profound the cultivation level, the more complicated the aura is, and the average aura level is low.

Those high-level auras had disappeared from their perceptions and could no longer be absorbed by their perceptions.

After Zhang Xuanji made this shocking discovery, the more he observed, the more shocked he felt.

He carefully observed everything, and gradually discovered the secret of the hierarchy of aura.

Long live the Sword Emperor