I Hang Up In the Fantasy World

Qi Daolin naturally had no doubts about Zhang Yi's proposal.

After all, although this relic was discovered by him, Zhang Yi's help is inseparable from the whole exploration to get as many benefits as possible.

On the spot, Zhang Yi immediately set up a small formation with the Sky Splitting Sword as the core, and immediately opened the picture scroll, and his mind fell silent.

Being killed by Sword Saint Luo Hai himself also showed the strength of Daoist Withered Bamboo from the side.

Soon, the picture scroll was activated, emitting a hazy light, covering Zhang Yi's figure, and waves of mysterious aura also circulated in the void, causing Zhang Yi's body to wither and wither.

With this picture scroll, Zhang Yi fell into a state similar to epiphany.

He only left a mental imprint to sense the changes in the outside world and prevent possible crises, and then his mind was completely silent, and he realized the mysteries of this magical power.

"Brother Zhang is really extraordinary. It is so easy to enter a state of epiphany. When you want to come and wake up, you will definitely gain something."

Qi Daolin watched the surrounding movements attentively, and looked at Zhang Yi's state from the corner of his eyes, and was quite envious.

Immediately, he withdrew his thoughts and focused more on guarding against the monsters that might attack around him.

After all, the state of epiphany is extremely rare, even for saints, it is extremely precious.

If it was accidentally interrupted at this juncture, it would obviously be quite regrettable.

As time passed, scenes of birth and death appeared all over Zhang Yi's body, and the light shone in the void, which was the cultivation vision formed by Zhang Yi's enlightenment.

Cultivation does not know the years, and soon, Zhang Yi realized the magical powers in the picture, and it was three days.

At this point, Zhang Yicai opened his eyes and restrained the mysterious fluctuations around him.

"This magical power is not bad, and it contains a little meaning of life and death."

"If you cultivate to the extreme, you may be able to deprive others of their vitality in a single thought, and it can also bring people back to life and pull them back from the gate of **** on the cliff."

Zhang Yi received his work and got up slowly, he commented in his heart.

Of course, compared to the Star God Sword Art he cultivated, this magical power is still a lot worse.

"Brother Zhang, how is this magical power?" On the side, Qi Daolin couldn't help asking.

"It's quite difficult to get started with this dead wood, but once it succeeds, it will be very powerful."

"If you are an entry-level practitioner, you will be able to help you traverse the triple heavenly saint realm if you want to. It is rare to meet an opponent. It is a great supernatural power at the middle and upper levels."

Zhang Yi said calmly.

"Is that so..."

Hearing Zhang Yi's evaluation, Qi Daolin couldn't help but look happy and excited.

"Okay, now it's yours."

"There are also two opportunities for enlightenment, you should seize it."

Zhang Yi waved his hand and threw the scroll to Qi Daolin, he said casually.

"Brother Zhang, I didn't do much to get this picture scroll. I rely entirely on Brother Zhang. Since it's difficult to get started with this magical power, it's better for Brother Zhang to comprehend it again, and maybe he can improve."

Qi Daolin looked at the martial arts scroll in his hand eagerly, but said so after hesitating for a moment.

Hearing this, Zhang Yi smiled and shook his head.

"Although this magical power is good, it is not what I want."

"I just comprehend the mystery and use it to enrich my kendo background, so one comprehension is enough."

After Zhang Yi said this, Qi Daolin took the picture of Martial Dao into his pocket with a surprised look on his face.

Zhang Yi continued.

"Okay, since the stone pavilion has been explored, let's go to the inner layer. The place of inheritance should be in the center of the ruins."

After speaking, Zhang Yi looked up into the distance.

The ruins are located on the island, and the area is not large. Zhang Yi had seen a palace in the stone pavilion on the top of the mountain when he looked into the distance.

The palace was surrounded by a dark and silent jungle, which should be the center of the ruins.

And the inheritance of kendo left by Sword Saint Luo Hai is likely to be there.

"Just as Brother Zhang said."

As for Zhang Yi's desire to go deep into the ruins, Qi Daolin nodded and agreed, this is what he expected.

Therefore, the two went on the road again, and after avoiding the dangerous area, they came to the dense forest in less than half a day.

This is a black forest, blocking the front of Zhang Yi and others, and passing through the forest is where the palace is.

The outer and inner layers of the ruins are also separated.

"Brother Zhang, be careful."

"This forest is quite strange. There is a forbidden space formation. People can only walk through this dark forest before entering the palace behind."

"But at the same time, there are still many crises in this forest. I tried to cross, but I ended up being seriously injured and almost lost my life."

"After that, I gave up the idea of ​​entering the inner layer."

On the side, Qi Daolin's expression was extremely serious, he said solemnly.

"This is the only way to go in the palace. There is no retreat. There are dangers in it. It is normal for people to test."

"Fellow Daoist Qi, come with me, don't get too far away."

Zhang Yi said calmly, and then, his cultivation was agitated, he stepped into the dense forest, and Qi Daolin followed closely.

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In the dark jungle, there is a forbidden air formation, so people can only walk through it.

The trees in it are also of different shapes, and there is a sense of grotesque horror. The only thing in common is that all the trees are pitch black, and there is no second color.

At this time, Zhang Yi was walking in it, and he only felt as if he was in the forest of death, and there was a terrifying atmosphere.

"If this place was placed in a previous life, it would be a good place to stage ghosts and evil spirits..."

Thoughts flashed through Zhang Yi's mind, but he was not disturbed. He looked sideways at Qi Daolin beside him, and asked with a smile.

"Fellow Daoist Qi, UU reading www.uukanshu.com can feel something wrong?"

At this time, Qi Daolin, who was not far from him, was surging with blood and blood, and there was a vague phantom looming behind him, which was a sign that the power of his Qilin bloodline was fully activated.

Obviously, even if Zhang Yi was walking in front, Qi Daolin was still extremely alert.

At this time, he heard Zhang Yi's sudden questioning, and his expression was tense, and he asked hastily.

"Brother Zhang, what did you find?"

Zhang Yi did not sell off, but said indifferently.

"From the time we walked into this jungle, there was no second sound except for the sound of falling leaves breaking when our footsteps fell. The surroundings were too quiet, which was obviously abnormal."

"And, if I feel right, we seem to be spinning in circles."

Zhang Yi said calmly.

Qi Daolin's pupils shrank instantly, he looked around quickly, and then his face changed.