I Hang Up In the Fantasy World

"That's fine."

Hearing Zhang Yi's answer, Qi Daolin heaved a sigh of relief, but stopped talking, and then, the two took advantage of the situation to change the topic and discuss casually.

"By the way, Brother Zhang, it is said that in recent years, fellow Taoist Ziqing seems to have visited many times. When did your relationship become so good?"

"Could it be that after being defeated by you, Fellow Daoist Ziqing regarded you as the target of sharpening the way of the sword?"

As if thinking of something, Qi Dao's eyes showed a strange color, and he asked curiously, while Zhang Yi shook his head helplessly.

"Since the opponent lost to me for the second time, most of them felt that they had no chance of winning, so they didn't talk about the competition again."

"It's just that the Ming Yuan sword is in my hand, and the other party has the He Yuan sword in his hand. Sometimes she will come over and invite me to explore the secrets."

"Thinking about it now, Ziqing has these two top-grade flying swords at the same time, but she couldn't figure out the slightest clue."

"Perhaps she sent out the Ming Yuan Sword deliberately, hoping that someone would be able to see through the secret."

Zhang Yi said calmly.

"So that's the way it is. For this reason, he didn't hesitate to send out the Mingyuan sword. It really looks like fellow Taoist Ziqing."

One piece, Qi Daolin couldn't stop nodding when he heard the words.

Then, after the two chatted for a while, Qi Daolin got up to say goodbye, and Zhang Yi was the only one left in the courtyard.

At this time, the smile on Zhang Yi's face faded away, his gaze surged and he looked into the distance, some brilliance flashed in his eyes.

At this moment, he was thinking carefully about the words Qi Daolin talked about just now.

"The Qilin bloodline tends to seek good luck and avoid evil, and occasionally feels a bad premonition. Qi Daolin feels palpitations. It is obviously related to him. What could it be?"

"Qianjian Mountain, the trip to the ruins, or the troubles he will encounter personally?"

Zhang Yi's eyes flickered, and he was constantly thinking, if it was the first two, then he might have to be prepared, after all, it was also related to him.

After thinking for a while, Zhang Yi shook his head.

At this time, he had no extra clues, so he could only temporarily put this thought in his heart and prepare for it.

"Perhaps, I have to pay a visit to Takumi. I have studied Xuantian Mirror for eighteen years. Even if I don't gain much, I should have made some progress."

In Zhang Yi's mind, his eyes gradually stabilized, and there were no more waves.

Immediately, he called Wei Xue again.

"Master Zhang Yi."

Soon, Wei Xue came to the courtyard, she put her hands in front of her body, and greeted in a low voice.

"How is your comprehension of Feng Ling Jue?" Zhang Yi sat on the stone pier and asked calmly.

"Currently, I have reached the third level." Wei Xue replied nervously, fearing to disappoint Zhang Yi.

"Is that so..."

"It's not bad, it's not far from breaking through."

Hearing this, Zhang Yi nodded slightly, without expressing much.

Then, with a wave of his hand, a halo of light submerged into Wei Xue's forehead, which contained many cultivation insights of Feng Ling Jue.

Although Zhang Yi didn't practice this Fengling Jue.

But with his realm and eyesight, he only needs to take a look at these kinds of exercises, and the mystery of them will be clear to his heart.

"Thank you Master Zhang Yi."

Feeling the many perceptions in her mind, Wei Xue was suddenly enlightened, and realized some obscure points in the past practice of Feng Ling Jue.

She couldn't help but look excited, and thanked Zhang Yi.

"It's okay, since you are a person in my mansion, you naturally need some cultivation."

"Okay, you go down first, and you will gain more if you study more in the future."

Zhang Yi said calmly.

"Yes, Mr. Zhang Yi." Wei Xue nodded in response, and then took his leave.

After giving the order, Zhang Yi's figure also flashed, and then disappeared in place.

Three months later, Zhang Yi set off to visit Takumi.

But at this time, Takumi was not in the small courtyard in the forest, but in a refining hall that belonged to him alone, which meant that Takumi was in working condition.

But for Zhang Yi's arrival, Tuohai still came out to greet him, after all, who made Zhang Yi the owner of the Xuantian Mirror in his hand.

Soon, Zhang Yi saw the busy Takumi in a quiet forging room.

"Senior Takumi, long time no see."

In the room, Zhang Yi bowed to Takumi and said with a smile.

"Well... it should be nearly twenty years."

Takumi's eyes showed thoughtfulness, and then he spoke slowly.

Apparently, Takumi has been obsessed with Xuantian Jing's special research all these years, and didn't pay much attention to the passage of time.

Then, after saying hello, Zhang Yi looked at the center of the forging room, where there was a one-meter-high platform engraved with complicated and mysterious runes, and a bronze mirror was placed on it, which was the Xuantian Mirror.

It can be seen that there is a faint radiance emanating from the mirror surface of Xuantian Mirror. It is obvious that not long ago, Takumi was still in research.

Seeing Zhang Yi's gaze, Takumi shook his head helplessly and sighed.

"A heavy treasure is worthy of being a heavy treasure, and it is far from being comparable to a treasure."

"Even if it is incomplete, the internal formation patterns are still criss-crossing and interlocking, forming a relatively independent area."

"That's exactly the case. Even if the surface of the Xuantian Mirror is torn apart, it can still display extraordinary power."

"oh?"

Hearing this, Zhang Yi's heart skipped a beat, and he looked at the mirror surface of Xuantian Mirror.

"The fragmented mirrors each form an independent area and operate part of the formation on their own, so can they still exert part of their power..."

Zhang Yi nodded and understood, while Takumi continued.

"Although this can play a part of the power, the fragments are fragments after all, so how can they compare with the complete rules contained in the entire mirror."

"If I have not made a mistake in my calculations, the power of the Xuantian Mirror at this time is only about one-third of its full period. It is indeed the treasure of Yanyang Mountain."

At the end of Takumi's words, there was a hint of wonder in his words.

Obviously, as he got to know Xuantian Jing better and better, he felt more and more empathy when he came into close contact with it.

"Senior Takumi, can there be a way to connect these fragments to restore them?"

In the forging room, Zhang Yi spoke, directly asking about the topics he cared about the most.

Takumi shook his head when he heard this.

"As the saying goes, a broken mirror is hard to round."

"A heavy treasure is naturally formed, and many internal formations are connected in a ring, and the operation is precise."

"But if it is forcibly broken by an external force and there is a crack, it will be extremely difficult to repair it."

"Except for the master who forged the Xuantian Mirror, if others want to restore it completely, even the Grand Master can't do it, let alone me."

Takumi said with a sigh, but Zhang Yi's eyes lit up, and he heard the overtones.

he asked immediately.

"That is to say, if only part of it is repaired, Takumi-senpai may be able to succeed?"