I Hang Up In the Fantasy World

In the evening, under the afterglow of the setting sun, Zhang Yi had a feast.

Nourished by the flesh and blood of rare monsters, he even felt a warm current rushing through his body, making him extremely comfortable and relaxed.

That is part of the energy contained in the flesh and blood of monsters.

Of course, for Zhang Yi, these energies are just a drop in the bucket and nothing else.

As for Wei Xue, Zhang Yi was not stingy, and gave some of it.

But the other party only ate a little, but couldn't bear the energy contained in the flesh and blood of the monster, and went back to the residence for retreat with a flushed face.

Seeing this, Zhang Yi smiled and shook his head.

"Based on the comprehension of the Wind Spirit Art I left before, plus the energy contained in the flesh and blood, the breakthrough should be within a few months."

"Tsk, for a martial artist in his twenties, the main world is truly blessed."

Zhang Yi smiled and whispered.

Sure enough, on the second day, Wei Xue fell into the state of cultivation, shutting the door, and a breath grew stronger and stronger.

And Zhang Yi also quietly left Jianshan and rushed to Wucheng.

Before he can practice steadily, he needs to go to the Temple of Disha first.

There were no accidents on the journey, several months later, Zhang Yi arrived at Wucheng smoothly, only beheading several unsightly Xiao Xiao on the way.

"Um……"

"Why do you feel that the atmosphere is a bit wrong, did something happen here?"

Walking in Wucheng, the atmosphere was still low and gloomy, but Zhang Yi felt a little different, and he couldn't help but feel moved.

Immediately, Zhang Yi's eyes moved slightly, and he turned around and walked into a dark alley in the street. Then, a passerby walking on the street also had a dazed expression, and followed him into the dark alley.

"Tell me, what major events have happened in Wucheng recently."

Zhang Yi looked calmly, his eyes looked at the person coming, and a gloomy light flashed in his eyes, he asked in a cold voice.

The man opposite immediately murmured in a daze.

"It is heard that the third son of Tianyun Palace has entered Wucheng, and he seems to have something to do."

"Furthermore, a few days ago, a thousand miles of spiritual clouds gathered in Nether Mountain, but they split into two in the end, causing a thunderstorm to descend and causing everyone to panic."

Under the influence of Zhang Yi's spiritual power, the man spoke in detail what he knew.

But Zhang Yi raised his eyebrows slightly when he heard the words, and his expression was a little surprised.

"The third son of Tianyun Palace?"

"Isn't the other party the leader of the elite saints in Tianyun Palace? How could he appear here?"

"Besides, Mingyou Mountain is the lord of Wucheng City, the residence of Taoist Mingtuo, how can there be a vision of thousands of miles of spiritual clouds?"

Zhang Yi's eyes sparkled and his expression was serious.

Taoist Ming Tuo, as the master of this chaotic place, his cultivation base is an out-and-out sixth heaven.

The opponent's power boundary actually had thousands of miles of spiritual clouds emerge, and was torn apart, and there was a change in the celestial phenomenon of thunder and rain, obviously something happened.

"No wonder I feel that Wucheng's breath is a little more gloomy, that's how it is."

"That's right, if there is a problem with Taoist Mingtuo, everyone who seeks refuge in this chaotic place will be very upset."

Zhang Yi muttered in his heart, he looked at the man, and a gleam of light flashed in his eyes again.

"Forget your memories of this period of time, let's go."

Zhang Yi said indifferently.

Then, the man opposite immediately turned around and slowly left the dark alley. It was not until he returned to the street that his eyes suddenly became clear.

Immediately, the man didn't respond, and walked forward according to the original goal, completely ignorant of the lost few minutes.

Even searching for the memory of the other party will not get any traces.

"As the saying goes, misfortunes never come singly, probably so."

"Forget it, what's right or wrong in Wucheng is none of my business."

"Leave the news of the three-color breath soil and the space stone in the Disha Hall, and then go to the underground exchange to have a look, and then return to Jianshan..."

In the dark alley, thoughts flashed in Zhang Yi's mind, and he walked again to the Stone Ax Tavern.

...

The atmosphere in Wucheng was oppressive, but the business of the Stone Ax Tavern was still booming, and there was no one there.

Even the saints, there are people who spend a lot of money to buy drunk, looking for a moment to forget their sorrows.

And Zhang Yi took all the reactions of the people in the tavern into his eyes, and stepped into the second floor calmly.

"Om..."

Passing through the light curtain, there were ripples in the space, and the feeling of dislocation came to Zhang Yi again.

But at this time, Zhang Yi only felt a momentary discomfort in his body, and it didn't have any effect.

This is due to the improvement of his cultivation base, and his resistance to traveling through space has also increased significantly.

At this time, Zhang Yi's figure appeared in a building, and he had come to the secret realm of Disha Temple.

Then, according to previous experience, Zhang Yi first went to the trading hall, searched for the three-color breath soil and the top-grade space stone, but found nothing.

Immediately, he left a request on the crystal wall and went to the mission hall.

Dishadian, an underground assassin organization, most of the missions issued by it are also related to assassination.

Although Zhang Yi didn't intend to accept the assassination mission that offered a reward, it was a good choice to rely on his information channels to learn about the situation in the violent sea area.

After all, as an Earth Evil Temple that walks in the dark, sometimes you will always get some information that ordinary people cannot touch.

But immediately, Zhang Yi was disappointed again.

In the mission hall, although he obtained a lot of information, he had some understanding of the recent events in the violent sea area.

But these are not big events, and for Zhang Yi, nothing is better than nothing.

"Well, it seems that even in the Temple of Earth Evil, there are some news that haven't caught any clues?"

"Or, is it that my silver-level token has limited access?"

In a room, Zhang Yi read the last page of news and shook his head in disappointment.

Originally thought that there was another information channel in the Temple of Disha, which might be able to solve his confusion.

But now it seems that Zhang Yi has achieved nothing during this trip except for leaving a commission.

"Forget it, just leave the commission of the three-color breath soil and the space stone. This is already the completion of the goal."

"Next, let's go to the underground exchange in Wucheng, then return to Jianshan."

Zhang Yi muttered, although he was a little disappointed, he was not depressed, which was what he expected.

After all, the token he got was just a silver grade, with limited authority.

Even if there were major changes in the Sea of ​​Fury that involved top forces such as Wenjian Mountain, and the Disha Palace got the news, Zhang Yi would most likely not be able to know about it.

In the same place, Zhang Yi quickly recovered his mood. He left Disha Temple and headed to the west side of Wucheng.

There, there is the largest underground exchange in Wucheng, commonly known as the black market.

Of course, before leaving the Stone Ax Tavern, Zhang Yijin bought some fine nectar and jade dew.

After all, as the number one stone ax tavern in the violent sea area, Zhang Yi couldn't come here empty-handed.

There is one more tonight