I Hang Up In the Fantasy World

"Gathering and scattering, birth and death, and numerous changes, this is the artistic conception of clouds."

"To this day, I finally mastered it thoroughly!"

At this time in the morning, the warm sun shone down, covering the entire Tongtian Peak with a layer of pale gold powder.

Zhang Yi was on the edge of a mountain cliff, looking at the vast sea of ​​clouds below, he couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

At this time, his clothes are fluttering, high above the sea of ​​clouds, like an immortal who is going to take the wind away, with a sense of illusion and ethereal unreality.

This is the effect caused by the cloud's artistic conception surrounding itself. This is not only reflected in the appearance, but also with Zhang Yi's temperament.

"It deserves to be a top-level enlightenment holy place. In just a few years, my cloud conception has crossed the two most difficult steps and reached the state of consummation."

"Although there are reasons that this place is extremely suitable for understanding the artistic conception of clouds, it also shows the strength of my background."

The more time passes, the more Zhang Yi feels the effect of the origin baptism, this is an opportunity that ordinary warriors can only accept when breaking the sacred realm!

At this time, Zhang Yi had obtained it in advance during the Heavenly Realm Period, which was obviously of great help to his martial arts.

Zhang Yi looked down at himself, silently feeling his own state at this time.

"The consummation of Yunzhi's artistic conception will not only make my sword soul and sea of ​​consciousness improve, but it will also gain a considerable increase in power for Thundercloud swordsmanship."

"And with the blessing of the perfect cloud conception, Yun Shuyun's curling body method will obviously also undergo a qualitative improvement."

After feeling it, Zhang Yi's mind moved, and the Splitting Sword was held in his hand.

Immediately, Zhang Yi's footsteps changed, and as soon as he sent his right hand forward, he directly launched the Thunder Cloud Sword Technique.

Beside the cliff, with Zhang Yi's sword swinging, a sword light suddenly appeared continuously, rushing straight into the sky.

But this time, Zhang Yi's Thunder Cloud sword technique has undergone some changes.

Overbearing, thunderous strike, extremely lethal, this is the label of the thundercloud sword used by Zhang Yi before.

The power of thunder is the mainstay, although it also contains the artistic conception of clouds, but it is more of an auxiliary deceiving role.

But at this time, as Zhang Yiyun's artistic conception was completed, Leiyun's swordsmanship immediately changed.

Swordsmanship is no longer as overbearing as thunder, but is rebuilt with "cloud" as the core, sword moves are as ethereal and illusory as clouds, with endless changes.

But in the endless changes, there is also a bit of thunder light in it, making a fatal blow.

Zhang Yi Leiyun's sword technique was used to his full pleasure, and suddenly he jumped high and cut out with a sword.

Suddenly, a huge white cloud appeared in the void in front of it, pressing forward, and then the white cloud dissipated, and the thunder that was perfectly contained in it instantly exploded, exploding the void!

Seeing this trick, Zhang Yi nodded in satisfaction.

"good."

"After the Thunder Cloud sword technique is added to the perfect cloud mood, it becomes more changeable and confusing."

"On the contrary, the power of Thunder is contained under the white clouds, waiting for a fatal blow at the critical moment!"

"As a result, the difficulty of the opponent's defense will rise in a straight line!"

A smile appeared at the corner of Zhang Yi's mouth, and then he stepped out of the void, his figure suddenly dissipated.

The next moment, Zhang Yi's figure suddenly appeared everywhere in the sky, countless figures disappeared, but they were regrouped elsewhere, making it elusive to tell the truth.

At this time, the power of Yun Shuyun's rolling body technique was fully brought into play by Zhang Yi, it was really unpredictable and unpredictable like a cloud.

At a certain moment, the sky full of figures disappeared, and Zhang Yi's figure reappeared on the edge of the cliff.

With a move of his mind, he gathered the cloud's artistic conception that surrounds him, and returned to peace again, without a trace of brilliance.

Zhang Yi looked far away, his lips moved slightly.

"If you continue to accumulate in this way, you may be able to raise the mood of thunder before the saint makes the opportunity open."

"At the time of the fall, the double heavenly realm is great, and with the power of the double artistic realm, even if there are opponents from outside the territory, how can I be afraid?"

"One sword is enough to sweep!"

Zhang Yi's pupils are bright, the whole person is high-spirited, and he has an invincible confidence derived from his own strength.

After enjoying a while, Zhang Yi looked down along the cliff. Through the sea of ​​clouds, the outline of the terrain below appeared in his eyes.

"This mountain and river is really magnificent! And he will be mine in the end!"

With this sentence left, Zhang Yi's figure quietly disappeared.

A few days later, Zhang Yi's figure appeared at the foot of Tongtian Peak, and then disappeared again.

...

Two months later, Zhang Yi came to a prosperous place.

This is the last stop of Zhang Yi's journey to the astral world, and it is also the frontier city where the top power Yuhuamen is located.

There are many warriors here, and many of them are disciples of Yuhuamen, and the warrior who sits in this city is even a well-rounded hall master of Yuhuamen.

Zhang Yi came here to see how the siblings were doing.

What kind of results have been produced for the reasons that were formed with the help of one's hand in the past?

He was a little curious.

Zhang Yi stayed in the restaurant, and soon, a somewhat fat middle-aged man hurried over.

"My lord, I don't know if an adult comes to the gate of Yuhua City, there are important things. If there is something to do, just tell the villain to do it?"

The visitor is the city lord of Yuhua City, and he also serves as the hall master of Yuhuamen at the same time.

After Zhang Yi entered this city, he was undoubtedly known to him, but because of the words Zhang Yi had previously released, he did not dare to bother at first.

But what the city lord didn't expect was that Zhang Yi stayed after entering Yuhua City and showed no sign of leaving.

This lasted for several days, and the top powerhouse stayed at the forefront city of Yuhuamen. Naturally, he was paid attention to by the Zongmen, so he ordered him to come and get in touch.

At the order of the elder of the sect, the city lord had to take the hot potato and came to inquire in fear.

Zhang Yi looked at him calmly, saw through his inner fear, smiled and said casually.

"I heard that the Yuhua Gate is a large sect in the Middle Territory. Not only is there a strange animal like a crane, but many disciples are also gifted. So today Zhang Yi specially came to visit one or two, which can be regarded as learning about the experience of managing the sect."

Zhang Yi said with a smile, but his tone was somewhat beyond doubt.

Those black eyes stared at the fat man in front of him indifferently, making him feel great pressure in his heart.

The fat on his body was trembling unceasingly, with cold sweat left on the back of his forehead, the city lord reluctantly smiled.

"It is an honor for the sect to receive such evaluation from the Yuhuamen."

"However, the status of an adult is noble. This is not something that I, a small city lord, can decide. I have to wait for the adults and wait until I notify the sect elders before making a decision."

"Go ahead."

Zhang Yi said casually.

"My lord, the villain is leaving first!"

After that, the obese man hurriedly left, as if he didn't want to stay for another second.

Visiting a top martial artist, life and death are just a matter of thought. This is too much pressure for him!

What's more, the strength of the leader of Zhang Yi in front of him is at the absolute upper level even among the top martial artists.

Even if Zhang Yi beheaded him in situ on the grounds of neglecting him, Yuhuamen would still hold his grudge at best, and finally had to swallow his anger.

The hall master of Dzogchen had left, and his direction was exactly where the Yuhuamen Mountain Gate was, and he had obviously gone to inform him.

Zhang Yi didn't pay too much attention, but waited patiently.

Soon after, there was a crane flying from the gate of Yuhuamen Mountain, and on its back there was an aura that blended with heaven and earth.

After the obese hall master notified him, although Yuhuamen felt that Zhang Yi's reason was a little absurd, he did not dare to take him lightly, so he sent an elder to greet him.

The crane flew, and the many disciples in Yuhua City at this time bowed their heads and saluted, and a figure fell in the restaurant where Zhang Yi was located.

The visitor was a woman, and Zhang Yi couldn't help being taken aback when he looked up.

The woman who fell from the crane has a delicate face, a beautiful figure, and a lotus-like elegance.

But what made Zhang Yi stunned was not the other's face, but a sense of familiarity rising from the bottom of his heart.

In Zhang Yi's mind, like a slide, he kept looking back on the face of the woman in front of him, and finally fixed it on the round cheek when he was a child.

Sometimes luck is so ingenious. The person who came to the Yuhuamen to receive Zhang Yi is surprisingly the younger sister of that pair of brothers and sisters hundreds of years ago. At this time, the fourth elder of the Yuhuamen.

The warrior who had passed by Yuhuamen discovered his martial arts aptitude, and brought the brother and sister back to the sect.

Now that more than two hundred years have passed, it is clear that they have fully grown up and become Heavenly Realm Warriors who can be their own.

"Lin Anxin, the fourth elder of the Yuhua Sect, pays homage to Meng Zhang."

An elegant voice came, pulling back Zhang Yi's thoughts. When he heard the polite words, his heart sank.

Zhang Yi looked at the other party, Lin Anxin was also looking at him squarely, his attitude and movements were neither humble nor overbearing, and he did not appear unnatural at all because of Zhang Yi's cultivation.

"Didn't you recognize it?"

Seeing Lin Anxin's expression, Zhang Yi couldn't help whispering in his heart, but it wasn't disappointed either.

After all, although the memory of the martial artist of the heavenly realm is extraordinary and can be traced back to the memory, the opponent was only six years old at the time, and the memory in his mind was not very deep and clear.

After thinking for a while, Zhang Yi looked at the other party and said.

"It turns out that you are the disciple with the highest qualifications that Yuhua Sect took in that year. I still heard about it back then, but I don't want to become a real heavenly martial artist now."

"It's just an ordinary heavenly realm. Compared with adults, my achievements are not worth mentioning."

Lin Anxin replied earnestly.

Zhang Yi nodded. Instead of breaking the fact that he had rescued them, he asked instead.

"If I remember well, you should have another brother."

"Obviously my sister's aptitude is so high, but her elder brother has no talent, which was also a topic back then."

"How is he?"

Zhang Yi pretended to be curious and asked.

Speaking of this, Lin Anxin's face changed, her right hand squeezed tightly, and finally slowly loosened.

Lin Anxin said with sorrow on her cheek, "It's true that my brother has disappeared for a long time."

"Missing? When did it happen?"

Zhang Yi raised his eyebrows and asked with interest.

Lin Anxin replied.

"Over a hundred years ago, my brother accepted a task and needed to go out to complete it, but then there was no news."

"I have searched for a long time, but I found nothing in the end. Perhaps my brother has already encountered an accident."

Lin Anxin said in a low voice, but Zhang Yi understood.

The younger sister grew up smoothly, but the older brother has been missing for many years. This is the end of the brother and sister.

Zhang Yi felt a little sorrowful, and in Muran, he seemed to have returned to that night that year.

At that time, I just came out of the Night Flower Tavern, and when I was planning to find a hotel, I sensed a sudden situation, so I rescued Lin Tian.

The latter begged Zhang Yi to save his sister, who was Lin Anxin now in front of him.

Unexpectedly, Lin Anxin was still there at this time, but Lin Tian had no news.

Converging his mind, Zhang Yi shook and sighed, "The chaos of the star realm is indeed dangerous for ordinary warriors."

"Leader Zhang, my business is nothing but you, I made you laugh. It's an honor for you to visit the Yuhua Gate. Next, please invite the Lord Zhang to follow me to the Yuhua Gate."

Lin Anxin invited.

Zhang Yi went to Yuhuamen to visit.

Although the things you want have already had results, you still have to do a full set of things, otherwise it will inevitably arouse others' suspicion.

After some thoughts, Zhang Yi gave up telling Lin Tianxin his identity.

Anyway, from the very beginning of this matter, he was holding the other side with the thought of free hand.

Since Lin Tianxin no longer remembers the past that year, and Lin Tian has also disappeared, let this past go with the wind.

Zhang Yi will not intervene with them, and there will not be any intersection between them in the future, but he still has a question in his heart.

"Is Lin Tian alive or dead?"

"Although he has been missing for many years, there is no clue to prove that Lin Tian has truly died."

"Perhaps after I become the lord of the world, I can use its origin to find out and trace my life and death."

With thoughts passing through his heart, Zhang Yi entered the Yuhua Gate and stayed in it for half a month.

During this period, in Zhang Yi's perception, the formation of the Yuhua Gate opened continuously, and there was still a vast aura hidden among the mountain gates.

Feeling this, Zhang Yi couldn't help but smile.

It seems that the pressure he brought is really huge~www.wuxiamtl.com~ The elders of the Yuhuamen are so solemnly, for fear that he will directly start a battle at the Yuhuamen.

Too.

From the outside, Zhang Yi's sudden visit to Yuhuamen was undoubtedly extremely abrupt!

Misfortune is greater than good!

They must be serious, otherwise, even if they occupy a favorable position in the sect, they will suffer a heavy loss in the face of a fierce man who ranks third in the top combat power list!

In this way, amidst the fear of the Yuhuamen, Zhang Yi called it a visit and took the initiative to stay at the Yuhuamen for half a month before he got up and left.

It was not until Zhang Yi left the mountain gate of Yuhua Gate that many elders breathed a sigh of relief, and Zhang Yi looked back, then withdrew his gaze.

"The last thing is done, now I will return to the country of raging fire and stay there, accompany my parents, have time to guide the disciples of the sect, spend this last time, quietly waiting for the arrival of the day of opportunity."

Zhang Yi murmured, his figure disappeared into the sky.