I Hang Up In the Fantasy World

Chapter 308 The prototype of the sword soul is completed! (two in one) (seeking subscription)

Collapsed world.

As Zhang Yi raised his hand and snapped his fingers, a figure gradually emerged in midair.

This is the third person besides Zhang Yi and Dark Zhang Yi.

The person who comes here has an immortal style and a simple Taoist robe. It is the Taoist priest who awakened Zhang Yi before.

"This world, after all, is built to sharpen my state of mind. From the very beginning, it is based on my state in the real world. So once I encounter danger, the system's safety mechanism will be activated."

Having said this, Zhang Yi paused and smiled.

"I'm sorry, but I'll trouble you to pick two. Although this is a bit unfair, but as I firmly believe, the process is not important, but the result is the key."

Zhang Yi clasped his hands tightly in the dark, already aware of the problem.

"It turns out that this is your method. No wonder you act confident, or should you say that this watertight approach really deserves to be my other side."

Dark Zhang Yi sighed.

Immediately, he restrained his lost emotions and restored his calm face.

I saw that when he grasped the sky, he manifested the Tianyang spear, and a vast and majestic energy of the sun suddenly radiated from the tip of the spear.

"Although there is no doubt that I will lose, it is not my choice to exit in embarrassment. Since the curtain is about to end, then let me write the last magnificent movement."

Zhang Yi looked at Zhang Yi in the dark, and the corner of his mouth curled up again.

Then, he swung his spear and stabbed forward without hesitation!

Zhang Yi watched this scene calmly, without holding back at all.

The power of treasure-level weapons can only be resisted by treasure-level weapons.

He also summoned the Tianyang Spear to drive this saint-level weapon beyond the limits of his body!

The three of them immediately started a life-and-death battle, and the battle was so fierce that it was about to turn the world upside down!

Waves of energy storms emerged from the center of the battle, and then covered them in all directions.

Zhang Yi is almost certain.

The power level of this battle is already at the peak of his state in the Heaven Realm period.

Because he was driving this Tianyang gun beyond the limit at the cost of his life, and in the real world, it is obviously impossible to fight at such an extreme.

Therefore, in this battle, he has reached the limit of the sky!

Even Zhang Yi's body felt a little uncomfortable, that was due to the limitation of the space touched after the extreme combat power!

And to break the limitation of this space, only the power of the saint level is needed.

Zhang Yi and Dark Zhang Yi fight, and the two sides are still evenly divided.

However, the addition of Taoist priests transformed into a system protection mechanism made the battle situation tilt to Zhang Yi's side for the first time.

Zhang Yi slowly occupied the top, and then the advantage of the upper hand became more and more obvious.

The opponent has no chance at all, and the living space is constantly being compressed.

At a certain moment, Zhang Yi and the dark Zhang Yi tacitly turned into two beams of light colliding with each other.

In just seven or eight seconds, the two streamers had clashed hundreds of times.

Then, the two streamers passed by and landed on the ground respectively.

Zhang Yi and the other party stood with their backs facing each other, silent, while the Taoist priest disappeared.

The end of this battle has already appeared. With both sides scoring 50 points each, Zhang Yi, who received extra help, won the final victory.

"puff!"

Standing on the spot for a while, Zhang Yi spit out a mouthful of blood in the dark, and could no longer support the injury of his body, so he knelt down on one knee.

And Zhang Yi turned to look at the dark Zhang Yi, and said calmly.

"you lose."

"I lost."

Dark Zhang Yi admitted frankly, and then he said with a smile, "Congratulations."

"It seems that you are still slightly better."

"But people's desires are endless. Although I lost, one day, if I seize the opportunity, I will make a comeback. When the time comes, you have to be careful, because I will be even more difficult than now."

"maybe."

"But even then, you still don't have any chance."

Zhang Yi said calmly.

In the dark, Zhang Yi didn't refute, he just looked up and looked around, with some pity on his face, after a few seconds of silence, he finally murmured.

"Where can you go? I'm really looking forward to it."

"Although I hate you very much, you and I are of the same origin after all. If you behave too badly in the future, then my face will also be dull."

After finishing speaking, Zhang Yi in the dark lowered his head.

His concept of life has dissipated, and there is a trace of darkness dissipating from his body, disappearing between heaven and earth, which is Zhang Yi's infinitely expanding desire.

Soon, the dark aura dissipated, leaving only a pure black aura.

This is the initial form of desire.

This initial desire trembled slightly, and it took the initiative to find Zhang Yi, and then got into his shadow and disappeared.

And it wasn't until this moment that Zhang Yi felt that he was complete and one.

"Desire is the nature of human beings, this cannot be denied."

Zhang Yi looked up at the sky and murmured.

At this time, with the end of everything, the collapsed world stopped being destroyed, and there was light projected from the endless sky, re-projecting the light to the spiritual realm.

As if the gods had bestowed grace, the world was once again shrouded in light, and a gentle breath surrounded everything.

However, where there is light, there is also darkness.

In places that no one knows, there is a new breed of darkness.

What Zhang Yi has to do is to balance the relationship between the two parties and keep it within a reasonable range. Only in this way is the real self.

Zhang Yi spread his hands, feeling the light between heaven and earth, and the corners of his mouth curled up a little.

His body gradually dissipated, turning into light particles that were scattered on the mountains, rivers, and rivers by the wind.

The test of the illusion is over, and he is about to return to the real world!

...

Reality.

Luoyun Peak, a place of closed rooms.

In the void three feet above the ground, there was only a figure sitting cross-legged in the air.

There wasn't any real energy fluctuations around him, but there seemed to be a kind of spiritual pressure shrouded in the surroundings.

This formed an invisible protection around him, preventing even the spiritual energy from the surrounding world from pouring in.

I don't know how long this state lasted, but Zhang Yi, who was as immutable as a stone, finally trembled slightly, and then slowly opened his closed eyes.

The moment his eyes opened, there was a sense of vicissitudes in the black pupils, which was the precipitation of countless years of experiencing illusions.

But immediately, this aura of vicissitudes dissipated, and a confident and youthful aura reappeared in his eyes.

A man is a teenager until he dies.

Even though Zhang Yi has experienced so much, he is still unwilling to face his future life with an old mentality.

Afterwards, Zhang Yi took a closer look at his own changes, and the joy in his eyes gradually became stronger.

Zhang Yi only felt that his mind was clear and innocent at this time, as if he had been reborn, with a pure feeling, and his thinking seemed to be more agile and transparent.

In the depths of his heart, there was light at this moment, and he seemed to be jumping for joy, having a free body.

After defeating the dark Zhang Yi and absorbing his own original desire, his mind completed sublimation and achieved a leap in the spiritual level.

"The test of perfect sword intent has finally passed."

Zhang Yi couldn't help grinning, and then looked at the property panel.

At this time, the 100% sword intent was clearly recorded on it.

And in his mind, the sword intent vibrated and returned to one, and all the mysteries of the sword intent surfaced in the sea of ​​consciousness, without any flaws.

With a thought in Zhang Yi's mind, as the invisible fluctuations spread out, bits and pieces of light suddenly appeared in the surrounding space.

If you look carefully, you will find that the rays of light all over the void are actually small short swords!

In a single thought, endless sword glows emerged, showing their sharpness, but they could be sent and received freely.

"Is this the realm of perfect sword intent? It feels relaxed and casual, and it feels like lifting weights lightly."

Zhang Yi whispered, then touched his chin thoughtfully.

"In other words, based on my current understanding of sword intent, if I want to, I can recruit kendo disciples and teach them carefully without worrying about any mistakes."

Of course, Zhang Yi just thought about it and would never do it.

Before climbing to the peak, Zhang Yi still prefers to walk alone, otherwise it will inevitably hinder him.

After thinking for a while, Zhang Yi fell from the void and stood on the ground of the secret room.

"The perfect sword intent is the end of the artistic conception, but it is also a new starting point."

"At this point, I can start to condense my martial soul."

Martial soul is the embodiment of a martial artist's martial arts will, and it is also the display of his own path.

And for a swordsman, his martial arts will is the sword! Martial soul is sword soul!

And when the sword soul is truly condensed successfully, it will have the foundation that can cross the chasm of saints.

Possessing a Martial Soul, the true essence turns from a lake into an ocean, which is the level of a saint.

At this time, there was a bright light flickering above Zhang Yi's sea of ​​consciousness.

That was the phantom of a long sword without any defects after he perfected his sword intent.

At this time, this long sword still seemed illusory, and Zhang Yi needed to solidify it before it could truly transform into a sword soul.

"From the sword intent to the sword soul, my current spiritual level should be up to the standard, but if I want to condense the sword soul, I still need a huge amount of will to integrate into the long sword."

"Due to the improvement of the spiritual level, my will has also strengthened a lot. I don't know how much I can solidify the illusory long sword?"

"Forget it, let's go wild while it's hot, let's try it now, feel the difficulty of condensing the sword soul, and understand why this step can stop so many heavenly realm warriors."

Zhang Yi thought about it, but his mind moved.

But in the sea of ​​consciousness, with Zhang Yi's thoughts, a huge wave suddenly set off.

Points of will with nothingness rise from all directions in the sea of ​​consciousness, shining like stars.

Then, the countless starlights rushed towards the illusory long sword suspended in mid-air.

Silver starlight poured into this illusory sword body, and the sword body trembled suddenly, with a faint silver light flickering on the surface, which seemed to become more solid.

Zhang Yi watched this scene calmly, and stepped up efforts to integrate consciousness.

Immediately, countless light points of will continuously merged into this illusory long sword.

And after absorbing so many consciousnesses, the power of the illusory long sword has also grown more and more, and from time to time, a sharp sword intent will be vented from the sword, stirring up the sea of ​​consciousness endlessly.

Soon, all the total amount of will in the sea of ​​consciousness was swallowed up by this illusory long sword.

Seeing this, Zhang Yi couldn't help but click his tongue secretly.

If it weren't for the fact that his total willpower has also increased a lot because of this test, he might be swallowed up if he can't hold on for an hour.

Even now, after three hours of unscrupulous devouring, the will stored in the sea of ​​consciousness is exhausted.

But despite this, Zhang Yi is very satisfied at this time, because the harvest is huge!

The sea of ​​consciousness has returned to calm, and the sea is calm.

On top of it, the illusory long sword was inflated by about 30%, and the sword body had silver radiance flowing, making it look much clearer.

And inside this silver long sword, there is an extremely strong sword intent that is condensed and restrained.

As the owner of the silver long sword, Zhang Yi could clearly feel the difference between this silver long sword and the previous one.

The power is about 50% stronger than before!

The perfect sword intent has reached its limit, but at this time, Zhang Yi has made progress again.

Because the sword intent is integrated into the tempering of the will, it already means that it is transforming into the sword soul, so its power will increase.

As he said, this is a new beginning, and Zhang Yi is already on this path.

"Artistic conception is invisible, it is a kind of mystery of heaven and earth, and it is also a kind of knowledge."

"However, at this time, I am using the tempering of my will to try to pull this intangible and intangible artistic conception from illusion into the real world."

Zhang Yi took a deep breath and felt a sense of awe.

What kind of creativity did the ancestors have to be able to create such a practice system?

"Um……"

"Since I have started to walk on the road of condensing the sword soul, it is not good to call it the unreal long sword."

"The current state, or call it the prototype of the soul of the sword."

After thinking for a while, Zhang Yi had a certainty about his kendo realm, and then he became a little distressed.

"However, judging from the current progress of the Consolidated Sword Soul, it's not even a little bit worse."

"With the scale of my sea of ​​consciousness now, if I expect him to generate enough willpower, even if I die, I won't be able to completely condense the sword soul. No wonder so many celestial realms are stuck at this step."

"It seems that unless there is another opportunity, we still have to rely on the accumulation of practice points."

On the star land, there are some old monsters who can't avoid the world and devote themselves to cultivation.

Their only goal is to condense their own martial soul, so as to break through to the realm of saints.

But at least in Zhang Yi's current two hundred years, he hasn't seen a single person break through to the Saint Realm.

Without exception, they were all stuck at this step.

In this way, one can imagine how difficult it is to condense a martial soul.

It can be said that Wuhun is the passport to the saint!

After thinking about it, Zhang Yi withdrew his mind.

"Forget it, I don't want to go that far. For now, let's raise my cultivation level to the Great Perfection of the Heaven Realm first."

Afterwards, Zhang Yi went out for a period of time to relax and rest.

Three months later, he went into the secret room again and began to retreat again.

The sword intent has been accomplished, now it's time to accumulate practice points and hit the Great Perfection of the Heaven Realm!

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