I Hang Up In the Fantasy World

No matter how bad it is, he still has a chance to be resurrected.

Although it's a pity, isn't the resurrection coin designed to work at such critical moments?

With this in mind, he regained his composure and chicness.

Zhang Yi cupped his hands and said with a smile, "Then follow what Senior said."

After Zhang Yi finished speaking, he sat down opposite the old man.

"Senior also likes good wine?"

"The junior is not talented, but he also has a little understanding of fine wine."

Looking at the empty wine glass, Zhang Yi said generously and proactively.

"oh?"

The old man looked at Zhang Yi. Unexpectedly, Zhang Yi, who had been panic-stricken before, regained his composure in a very short time. His evaluation of Zhang Yi's character in his heart once again went up a notch.

He said slowly, "That's something to look forward to."

"Hehe, seniors, try this one. This junior got it from a small family in Liuyun Country. Although the reputation is not obvious, they have passed down this secret wine making recipe for thousands of years, and it is also unique."

Zhang Yi had a smile on his face, and his words and deeds were very smooth, as if he was facing an old friend.

As he spoke, he took out a jade bottle from the storage ring, in which a purple liquid was shaking, and Zhang Yi filled it up for the old man.

The old man was not polite, and he didn't worry about Zhang Yi's method, but drank it directly.

"Um……"

The old man nodded and commented, "This wine is not bad. It has a mellow fragrance, with a slight floral fragrance. After drinking it in one sip, it feels like your throat is being opened. It can be scored six points."

"Senior is indeed an expert."

Zhang Yi said with a smile, and then took out another bottle of wine, "Senior, can you try this bottle of Mixiang flower wine?"

"This wine is refined from the morning dew on the first day of early spring in a year, and it has been stored for more than fifty years..."

...

Zhang Yi let go of all his concerns at this time, and began to try hard to get close.

And in his heart, there were also some vague guesses.

This old man should be one of the seven saints of the star world.

"Damn, why is this luck so good, passing by here by chance, and bumping into it? The probability is too low, isn't this the protagonist's luck?"

"Also, I'm just an ordinary Heavenly Realm fighter. Although I'm indeed outstanding, I'm not likely to be favored by such a master."

"This old man won't pull me to do some experiments."

Zhang Yi's messy thoughts flashed across his mind, but his hands kept moving, and his expression didn't show at all.

He really didn't believe that Saint Realm could even read what he was thinking in his mind. If that was really the case, it would be too heaven-defying.

After a while, the old man smiled and stopped Zhang Yi from continuing to toast, he said slowly.

"Okay, kid, don't worry, I just happened to meet such a good seedling, so I just stopped by to have a look, you don't have to be so polite."

"Hehe, what did senior say?" Zhang Yi said, but he was relieved.

According to the old man's words, it seems that his resurrection coin can be saved.

Immediately, he frowned slightly, recalling the old man's words, "Good young man?"

"Well, those who have the strength to break through to the Saint Realm are considered good seedlings." The old man saw Zhang Yi's doubts and explained.

It turned out to be like this.

Zhang Yi subconsciously replied modestly, "Senior praises the junior too much, and the junior is far from a saint. It is not bad to be able to reach the Great Perfection of Heaven."

"That's why I said it's a good seedling." The old man said calmly.

Zhang Yi stopped making a sound.

And the old man went on to say, "These days, it is rare to see martial artists who have both cultivated their body and realm and reached the heavenly realm. After all, dual cultivation is too time-consuming."

That is to say, it still exists?

Zhang Yi thought about it in his heart, but said on his mouth, "There are too many resources needed for body training, and it is a coincidence that the junior can reach such a level."

"The road of cultivation, the further you go, the more difficult it becomes. If possible, I hope you can reach the limit of both paths together."

The old man looked at Zhang Yi and said.

"Senior means"

Zhang Yi frowned slightly, feeling that the old man seemed to mean something, so he couldn't help asking.

Facing Zhang Yi's question, the old man did not answer, but looked into the distance.

He suddenly changed the subject, "Do you know why we didn't take care of the chaotic situation in the star world?"

Hearing the old man's question, Zhang Yi frowned. He didn't expect him to ask this suddenly.

Zhang Yi had already guessed this question once, and the conclusion that time was raising Gu.

But at this time, facing the Lord, he naturally couldn't say that.

"Yes, is it because it is easier to produce strong people in chaos?"

"good."

The old man nodded, "Of course, not all of us have the same views. For example, I hold an opposing attitude."

"The chaos this time is a bit different, and it doesn't have the corresponding effect at all. It's just consuming the number of warriors in the star realm itself."

"Then why?" Zhang Yi subconsciously said.

"Why let it go?"

The old man showed a helpless smile, "Maybe it's because there is no other better way."

Zhang Yi was silent.

Why do you feel that the saint also has a sense of powerlessness?

Also, as one of the high-ranking few, shouldn't they suppress the remaining warriors and maintain their unique status?

Why do they feel that they are very supportive of the birth of a new saint? What is the key to this?

Zhang Yi felt that the news he had learned now was a bit shocking, but he was even more puzzled.

Um.

Is this the way the masters do things?

I only talk about a little bit, and the rest is all guesswork, which is really a magic stick.

Zhang Yi couldn't help complaining in his heart.

"Boy, for the sake of giving me a few jugs of fine wine, I will give you a last piece of advice. Of course, the premise of this advice is that you really have a chance to break through the Saint Realm, otherwise, you just forget it. "

The old man said calmly.

And Zhang Yi's heart froze for a moment, and he listened carefully.

The old man said slowly:

"When crossing the Saint Realm, everyone has only one chance, and we all failed. If we want to seize that opportunity, we must have the ultimate foundation in the Heaven Realm!"

"Opportunity... What exactly is an opportunity?" Zhang Yi asked.

"A chance to communicate with the star world." The old man said, he raised his foot and patted the ground.

"Star Realm."

Zhang Yi muttered these two words in his mouth, and then reacted suddenly. He widened his eyes and looked around, with an expression of disbelief.

"Star Realm. Star Realm, doesn't it refer to this world?"

"Communicate the astral world. What does this mean?"

"senior!"

Zhang Yi looked back at the old man, wanting to ask something, but found that the figure of the other party had disappeared.