I Hang Up In the Fantasy World

In the palace, Zhang Yi really joined Wenjian Mountain.

Elder Poxuan, on the other hand, held Zhang Yi in high regard because of his astonishing results in the kendo questioning test.

The other party came slowly, telling many things that Zhang Yi needs to pay attention to.

At the end, Elder Poxuan spoke earnestly.

"The general situation of Wenjian Mountain is almost the same."

"As far as the saints are concerned, Sword Asking Mountain will not impose restrictions."

"However, the violent sea area is chaotic, and the various forces are mixed with dragons and snakes, fighting each other. If you are not careful, even the top forces will be subverted and annexed."

"Even now, the surrounding area of ​​Wenjian Mountain is not so peaceful. It needs many saints to guard one side. In the future, you may also need to contribute."

Zhang Yi nodded calmly.

"It should be so. Since I joined Wenjian Mountain and enjoy its martial arts resources, I naturally have to do my part."

"That's fine."

Elder Poxuan nodded and smiled.

"However, you don't need to worry too much. Asking Sword Mountain has stood in the violent sea for thousands of years. It is not luck, but real strength."

"No matter how turbulent the outside world is, as long as the sword master is still there, Wenjian Mountain will not be overthrown."

"You just joined Wenjian Mountain, and you are still a newcomer. In the next hundred years, nothing in the sect will disturb you."

"This is a rare period of cultivation for you, especially for ascenders."

"Be sure to take good care of the many cultivation resources of the sect so that your own strength can be improved to a higher level."

Zhang Yi nodded calmly.

"Okay, let's go, I hope you will give me some surprises when we meet next time."

After Elder Poxuan finished speaking, Zhang Yi said calmly, "Elder Xie for explaining the confusion, so Zhang Yi will leave first."

After speaking, Zhang Yi turned into a stream of light with a single movement, and flew away into the sky.

At this time, he is already a Saint of Asking Sword Mountain, and he can wander in Sword Mountain by himself.

Of course, Zhang Yi was not wandering around indiscriminately at this time. He had a clear goal, and his primary goal was directly at the attic of ancient books in Wenjian Mountain.

It is the place where Wenjian Mountain collects the classics of exercises and supernatural powers.

Zhang Yi will be there to complete the selection of subsequent exercises, and at the same time practice more powerful martial arts and supernatural powers.

In this way, he can perfectly display the true strength of the second heaven of the saint realm!

In the game, coupled with the advantage of his physical sanctification, his combat power is comparable to that of the ancestors of the Zhou family, and even surpassed!

In addition, Zhang Yi also hopes to get the essentials about the opening of the physical treasure.

After all, he has a nascent light that was born when the world was shattered, which can help him open the wood god.

In the realm of saints, cultivation base and divine possession are indispensable!

"Is it a peaceful cultivation period of a hundred years?"

"not bad."

"If you finish cultivating the kung fu and martial arts supernatural powers in the past hundred years, then you will open the tree god."

"At that time, even among the many saints in Asking Sword Mountain, I think I will be enough to have a place!"

Zhang Yi murmured, his eyes were as calm as water, but he had great ambitions in his heart.

After several twists and turns, he settled on a remote island, and it took seven years just to drift at sea.

At this time, Zhang Yi finally entered the rhythm of his most familiar development.

After a hundred years of peaceful development, he will complete a gorgeous transformation!

"However, what happened to the sea of ​​my consciousness?"

Zhang Yi's figure was like a streamer, flashing across the air, and his mind was slightly fixed, and his spiritual thoughts looked at the sea of ​​consciousness in his mind.

There, there is a small white lotus floating lightly on the surface of the sea, fluctuating with the tide of the sea.

When the testing space was about to collapse, Zhang Yi raised his hand subconsciously and held a falling lotus in his hand.

When he returned to his mind, he didn't expect that this lotus also fell into his sea of ​​consciousness.

And this matter, Elder Poxuan who cultivated to the fifth level of the Saint Realm did not seem to notice.

"The essence of the Lotus Flying Sword is the sword soul left by the strong man, which contains the martial arts achievements of that strong man."

"This lotus flower may also contain some martial art conception. After I select the exercises and supernatural powers, I can study it and maybe I can gain something."

"I just don't know if this happens to me normally, or is it an exception?"

"If it is a normal situation, there is nothing wrong with it, but if it is an exception, what is it about me that attracts the other party?"

Zhang Yi thought about it carefully, and felt that if there was something attractive about him, it might only be him as the World Lord.

While thinking, Zhang Yi suddenly looked down.

Among the clouds and mist in the mountains below, there is a quaint attic looming among the greenery of the mountains.

And although the attic is located in the deep mountains and old forests, it looks ordinary, but it is very lively, and people can be seen coming and going in and out of it from time to time, and most of them look excited.

That is the attic of ancient books in Wenjian Mountain, an important place in Jianshan Mountain!

Zhang Yi looked at the attic building, and his eyes flashed with joy.

"According to the information about refining the Lotus Sword, this classic attic can be said to have a profound foundation."

"For thousands of years, all the many sects and families annexed by Wenjian Mountain, their countless classics, supernatural powers, holy skills, including formations, bloodline inheritance, etc. have been stored here, and it is considered to be the top three important places in Wenjian Mountain !"

There was a smile on Zhang Yi's face, his holy-level exercises and supernatural powers were about to be available.

Supernatural power, the advancement of martial arts, its moves are powerful enough to pass through the gods, so it is called supernatural power.

This is also the real means of fighting against the Holy One.

When Zhang Yi and the ancestor of the Zhou family were exchanging martial arts, although they fell into a disadvantage at the beginning, they could barely maintain it.

But when the opponent used his magical powers, Zhang Yi was defeated.

The power of supernatural powers penetrates heaven and earth, far beyond what martial arts can match.

As soon as Zhang Yi moved, he landed on the attic of the classics, and then his body tensed up reflexively.

Because in the dark perception, Zhang Yi felt a trace of danger.

Subconsciously, Zhang Yi looked at the attic of the classics, and found an old man curled up lazily, taking a nap behind the counter.

The other party seemed to be asleep and did not respond at all.

However, Zhang Yi did not dare to underestimate him.

Being able to guard an important place in the attic of classics among the top forces of Wenjian Mountain, one can know that the opponent is not easy.

Zhang Yi cupped his fists and bowed intently, then walked towards the attic.

When Zhang Yi's figure disappeared, the old man who seemed to be dozing off narrowed his eyes slightly.

"This is the ascendant who just joined Wenjian Mountain? His perception is quite sharp."

The old man murmured, then closed his eyes again, as if nothing could make him care.

There are seven floors in the attic of classics, the lower three floors can be entered by any warrior, while the upper four floors can only be entered by saints.

Among them, the exchange of supernatural powers and holy-level exercises, or the cultivation of various secret art inheritances, requires corresponding merit points.

However, Zhang Yi has just entered Wenjian Mountain at this time, and he is also an ascendant, so he can choose any two secret books.

Zhang Yi's small lotus sword pinned to his waist shone slightly, and the blocking formation restrained its power, and Zhang Yi entered the upper four floors.

Immediately, one of the background information of Wenjian Mountain appeared in Zhang Yi's sight.

Here, the stone platforms are covered with light circles, and within the light circles, there are all floating scrolls and jade-colored bamboo slips.

Its scroll exudes colorful rays of light, and emits mysterious and powerful energy fluctuations, which are obviously not ordinary things.

Zhang Yi's pupils reflected this dazzling collection of secret books, which made him a little dazzled.

After a while, Zhang Yi took a deep breath, then shook his head uncontrollably, feeling amazed in his heart.

"Is this the background of one of the eight top forces in the violent sea area? It's really surprising."

"I don't know how many poor Zongmen families have been scrapped and filled in over the past thousands of years."

Zhang Yi thought, with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

At this time, these classics are open to him, and he can calmly choose the most suitable magical power and secret technique among them.

Zhang Yi strolled through the stone platforms exuding powerful aura.

At the same time, his spiritual thoughts gushed out, and he carefully sensed the mysteries of the classics in it, so as to judge whether it was suitable for him to practice.

Stopping and walking, Zhang Yi sometimes frowned and pondered, and sometimes showed a strange expression, and he swept away many classics.

Soul Slaying Sword Art...

Great Thousand Sword Formation...

Sky Swallowing Hunyuan Method...

With the passage of time, countless classics were picked up and put down by Zhang Yi, but Zhang Yi was not very satisfied all the time.

Until a certain moment, Zhang Yi's mind was moved, and he looked at the place where he was kicking, looking for some kind of induction.

On the stone platform there, there is a roll of ancient bamboo slips.

Unremarkable, very ordinary.

The whole body does not have a strong light and mysterious emission like the classics around it.

"What's this?"

Zhang Yi asked in his heart, and stepped up and landed in front of the stone platform.

Immediately, he raised his hand to grab it, a divine sense gushed out, and suddenly, a few large characters appeared in front of him.

"Taixuan Sword Sutra?"

Zhang Yi murmured, a gleam of light appeared in his eyes.

He thought for a while, and his mind was immersed in the bamboo slips again, exploring the mystery of this ancient book.

Zhang Yi suddenly sank in, holding the bamboo slips motionless, like a sculpture, just a shell.

Zhang Yi woke up slowly when the great sun in the sky fell to dusk.

He looked at the bamboo slips in his hand, and was extremely happy in his heart.

"You are the one."

Immediately, Zhang Yi made a final decision.

He felt that the Taixuan Sword Sutra was destined for him, and the sword essence cultivated by this method was also extremely powerful!

This is the saint-level exercise that best matches him!

Zhang Yi turned the bamboo slips over and looked at the back of the bamboo slips, where there was a line of notes.

It is not the comment of the owner of the bamboo slips, but from the founding ancestor of Wenjian Mountain, a generation of sword masters.

Note:

This technique was explored in a ruin in the violent sea area. It has a long history, and it seems to be an ancient secret book.

This exercise is mysterious and seems to have the ability to reach the heavens, but I practiced it according to the records of this exercise, but my progress was slow and difficult to understand.

Maybe this classic book is outdated, maybe the times have changed.

But no matter what, if there are descendants who do not get started within 30 years, they should make up their minds early and switch to other exercises, otherwise it will only be a waste of time.

——A generation of sword masters.

"For people who are different, the exercises they practice must also be different."

"And I have a practice point, if it is difficult to comprehend, there is a way to solve it."

Zhang Yi whispered in his heart, did not change his mind, and took the Taixuan Sword Sutra as his choice of exercise.

Then, Zhang Yi continued to explore, and he also wanted to find a magical power as his means.

Soon, he had his own goals:

On a stone platform, there were white clouds floating and changing unpredictablely. Finally, the white clouds converged and turned into a volatile sword energy.

Supernatural powers: Huayun.

The prerequisite for cultivating this supernatural power is the completion of the artistic conception of the cloud.

Zhang Yi naturally satisfied this condition.

And once the practice is successful, not only can you use it to display the supernatural powers of swordsmanship to resist foreign enemies, but you can also transform into clouds and travel around the world.

If you encounter danger, you can also reduce the damage you receive by turning your body into a cloud.

Attack, speed, and defense are all magically balanced, with no obvious shortcomings.

As Zhang Yi's first supernatural power, Huayun is obviously very suitable, allowing him to deal with various events and situations from the beginning.

"The sage chooses the Taixuan Sword Classic for his cultivation method, and his supernatural power is the comprehensive and balanced transformation of clouds, which is perfect."

"If both of them are successful in cultivation, I can completely stand on the second level of the saint realm."

Zhang Yi murmured, and continued to search—he still needed to find information about the physical treasure.

Although Zhang Yi can only choose two secret books, it is still not a problem to borrow some classics about the body and the gods to understand some basic information.

In this way, Zhang Yi spent another three days in the attic of the classics before planning to leave.

"Opening the divine treasure of the physical body, danger and opportunity coexist, so that's how it is."

Zhang Yi returned the last sacred book to its original place after liberation, his eyes were full of radiance.

In the past few days, he has gained a lot.

According to the many records in the classics, the difficulty of opening the physical treasure is not constant.

Instead, every time a body divine treasure is opened, the difficulty of opening the next divine treasure will soar.

The five great treasures correspond to gold, wood, water, fire, and earth. There is no special order when opening them, but you can choose them yourself.

This is very important to Zhang Yi.

This means that he can choose the Wood God Store when the God Store is opened for the first time.

In this way, he can use that nascent light to reduce risk.

"After opening the physical treasure, the bonus to strength will be a huge leap."

"If a sage of the second level has opened a divine treasure, he will not be weak at all against a sage of the third level!"

Zhang Yi looked excited, and already had a plan in mind.

"According to the records in the classics, the stronger one's own background and realm are, the easier it is to open the divine treasure."

"Usually speaking, the third heaven of the Saint Realm can try to open the first divine treasure."

"And those with outstanding talent and profound background can even try to open it in the second heaven!"

"After I have successfully cultivated the Taixuan Sword Sutra, and then comprehend the cloud transformation supernatural power, maybe I can try to activate the tree god."

"After all, I am in the holy realm in the flesh, and as the world lord, my background is still good, not to mention that I have a newborn light to assist me."

After Zhang Yi thought about it, he turned and went downstairs.

On the first floor, the old man still had his eyes closed and was soundly asleep.

Zhang Yi had no choice but to register himself, then turned and left.