I Hang Up In the Fantasy World

In Yifeng's stone mansion, Zhang Yi immediately set off for the forging secret room where Tuohai was.

And soon, the two met An Ran.

"Little friend Zhang Yi, fortunately, the effect of the three-color breath soil is better than I imagined, and the restoration process is quite smooth."

Takumi said with a smile on his face, and handed over the repaired Xuantian Mirror to Zhang Yi.

Restoring a former top-notch treasure is a process that cannot be found. For Takumi, this can make his attainments in the art of refining more profound.

It is a win-win situation for both Zhang Yi and Tuo Hai.

At this time, Zhang Yi took the Xuantian mirror with concentration, and after solemnly thanking him, he cast his eyes on the mirror.

Now in his hands, the original quaint bronze mirror has glowed with a new luster, with a haze of sacred light flowing on it, which looks quite miraculous.

As for the torn mirror surface, it was also perfect at this time, without a trace of cracks, clearly reflecting Zhang Yi's face.

Judging from the appearance, the Xuantian Mirror has undoubtedly changed greatly, and there is no sign of any damage.

With the help of the spiritual imprint left at the core of Xuantian Mirror, Zhang Yi's feelings are even more profound.

He could feel that the original broken areas inside the mirror, those obscure and dark boundaries, had completely disappeared at this time.

Instead, it seemed that a scorching sun rose into the sky, and a vast and warm light shone in all directions, illuminating every inch of space inside the Xuantian Mirror.

From the Xuantian mirror at this time, Zhang Yi even felt the same aura as the kendo pill.

That is a high-level rule fluctuation, and it is a part of the rule mystery that can only be touched by the sixth-level heavenly saints.

"The Xuantian Mirror is the treasure of the sect of Yanyang Mountain, a first-class power in the past, and its owner is the ancestor of Yanyang who is a sixth-level heavenly saint."

"Ancestor Yanyang practiced the Xuantian Mirror back then, washed it with the torrent of true energy, and cultivated it with the rules he had comprehended, so there are some so-called dao marks left on the core of the Xuantian Mirror..."

Zhang Yi sensed some regular rhythms imprinted in the core of Xuantian Mirror, and his heart was also touched.

As a treasure, or even a treasure of a higher level, the inner core must involve some of the profound meanings of nature.

Only in this way can Chongbao communicate with heaven and earth, exert extraordinary power, and become a sharp weapon in the hands of saints.

As the owner of the Xuantian mirror, Zhang Yi can naturally observe and speculate about the traces of rules contained in it, and integrate it into his own way of swordsmanship to make his own foundation go further.

"I can feel that after this repair, the Xuantian Mirror still has many profound meanings hidden inside, and there may be another way to use it."

"Don't worry, look for an open area later, study it carefully, and master the evolution of the Xuantian Mirror."

Zhang Yi held the Xuantian Mirror, with bright true essence flowing into it, making the surface of the Xuantian Mirror glow slightly, displaying strange patterns.

Then, after Zhang Yi's initial feeling, he withdrew his true energy and stopped trying. He looked at Takumi and clasped his fists.

"Senior Tuohai, Zhang Yi will always remember the grace of restoring the treasure."

"If there is a need for the junior in the future, the senior can just ask for it. If there is something within his ability, Zhang Yi will never refuse."

At this time, Zhang Yi sincerely thanked him, but he didn't talk too much, but said frankly that he could do as much as he could.

"This is a fair deal, you and I owe nothing."

"The process of restoring a treasure is something that can never be met. For me, it is no less than a fortune-telling. We just take what we need."

Beside him, Takumi nodded with a smile.

"However, the forging time in the past few years has indeed cost me a lot of energy, which is far more tiring than forging two treasures in a row."

"Since this matter is over, I should retreat for a while to digest the gains."

Tuo Hai said, and finally looked at Xuan Tianjing, with a trace of regret in his eyes.

"A broken mirror will never be reunited."

"After all, the Xuantian mirror was broken once. Although I tried my best to repair it with the three-color breath soil and the top-grade space stone, the Xuantian mirror can only be restored to the level of high-level heavy treasures. This is the limit."

"Unfortunately, it failed to reproduce its peak power."

"It's extremely difficult to restore Chongbao. Seniors have already done their best, so why worry about it."

Zhang Yi said with a smile.

With a flip of his hand, he collected the Xuantian mirror into the ocean of true essence, and immediately, Zhang Yi cupped his fists again and said.

"Senior, Zhang Yi bids farewell."

After saying that, Zhang Yi left the forging palace, turned into a rainbow light and disappeared into the sky.

On the other hand, Daoist Takumi's eyes flashed with brilliance, and he turned around and disappeared in place.

Takumi retreated.

As he said, it is also a great test for him to restore a higher level of treasure as a master.

At this time, there are many inspirations surging in his mind, if they are digested, it will bring his refining skills to a higher level.

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On the other side, Zhang Yi returned to Yifeng Stone Mansion and came to an empty square. He was going to study the magical effect of Xuantian Mirror.

"The Xuantian Mirror is a treasure of the Dao of Fire. It contains the true meaning of the Dao of Fire inside, and on one side it contains a core of power that is as majestic as a sea of ​​fire."

"But apart from that, the Xuantian Mirror also possesses the magic of peeping, it can see through the mysteries of all things, and it can reflect and manifest many evil ghosts."

Zhang Yi holds the Xuantian mirror in his hand, and feels the profound meaning in it carefully, a little enlightenment gradually flashes in his heart.

At this moment, Wei Xue appeared from the entrance of the courtyard with a pot of brewed tea on the plate.

Zhang Yi looked at it, and suddenly his mind moved, and Wei Xue's figure appeared in the mirror.

Then, Zhang Yi looked at the mirror, and saw that Wei Xue's figure gradually faded, replaced by multi-colored spots of light, which combined with each other to form a human figure.

This colorful picture clearly corresponds to the state of Wei Xue's body at this time.

For example, in its heart, there are red light spots jumping, presenting a net-like radiance to the surroundings, serving as the source of the human body.

And in its brain, there are layers of blue halos surrounding it, rippling its ripples, which are the real manifestation of spirit and emotion.

"It seems to be a mood swing representing joy, has something good happened..."

Zhang Yi looked at Xuan Tianjing and murmured.

Immediately, he looked up at Wei Xue, waved his hand and said.

"Wei Xue, come here."

At the entrance to the courtyard, Wei Xue, who was holding a tea tray, was stunned for a moment, as if surprised by Zhang Yi's behavior.

Immediately, she became a little uneasy, and walked over cautiously.

And Zhang Yi looked at the colorful picture in the Xuantian mirror, and found that the blue halo on his head fluctuated suddenly, became a little dim, and was no longer as active as before.

Zhang Yi suddenly had some thoughts, and he decided to do some in-depth research to explore the magical effect of the Xuantian Mirror. As for the research object, it was naturally Wei Xue.