I Hang Up In the Fantasy World

No matter how bad it is, he still has another chance to be resurrected.

Although it's a pity, isn't the resurrection coin just to work at such critical moments.

With this thought in mind, he regained his composure and unrestrainedness.

Zhang Yi bowed his hands and said with a smile, "Then follow what the seniors said."

After Zhang Yi finished speaking, he sat down opposite the old man.

"Senior also likes wine?"

"The younger generation is not talented, but also has a little understanding of fine wine."

Looking at the empty wine glass, Zhang Yi said generously and proactively.

"Oh?"

The old man looked at Zhang Yi, but he did not expect that Zhang Yi, who had been panicked before, regained his composure in a very short period of time.

He said slowly, "That makes people look forward to it."

"Hehe, senior give this a try. This is what this junior got from a small family in Floating Cloud Country. Although the reputation is not obvious, they have passed down this winemaking secret recipe for thousands of years, and it has its own uniqueness."

Zhang Yi has a smile on his face, and his words and deeds are very smooth, like facing an old friend.

As he spoke, he took out a jade bottle from the storage ring, with a purple liquid shaking in it, and then Zhang Yi filled it with the old man.

The old man was also rude and did not worry about what method Zhang Yi would use, but drank it directly.

"Ok…"

The old man nodded and commented, "This wine is good, mellow and fragrant, with a slight floral fragrance. When you drink it in one sip, there is a feeling that your throat is opened, and you can score six points."

"Senior is indeed an expert."

Zhang Yi said with a smile, and then took out another bottle of wine, "Can you taste this bottle of Mixianghua wine, senior?"

"This wine is made from the morning dew on the first day of early spring in a year, and has been stored for more than fifty years..."

…

Zhang Yi let go of all his concerns at this time and began to work hard to get close.

And in his heart, there are also some vague guesses.

This old man should be one of the seven saints of the astral world.

"Fuck, this luck is so good, occasionally passing by here, and bumping into it? The probability is too low, isn't it, this is the luck of the protagonist?"

"Also, I'm just an ordinary Heavenly Realm martial artist. Although I'm really good, I'm not enough to be favored by such masters."

"This old man won't pull me to do an experiment..."

......

Zhang Yi's messy thoughts flashed through his mind, but his hands kept moving, and his expression didn't show the slightest.

He really doesn't believe that the Saint Realm can even read what he thinks in his heart.

After a while, the old man smiled and stopped Zhang Yi from continuing to toast, he said slowly.

"Okay, kid, don't worry, I just happened to meet such a good seedling, so I stopped by to have a look. You don't have to be so polite."

"Hehe, what did the senior say..." Zhang Yi said, but he was relieved.

Listening to the old man's words, his resurrection coin seems to be able to be saved.

Immediately, he frowned slightly, recalling the old man's words, "Good seedling?"

"Well, someone who has the strength to break through to the Saint Realm is a good seedling." The old man saw Zhang Yi's doubts and explained.

It turned out to be so.

Zhang Yi subconsciously replied humbly, "Senior praises the junior too much, the junior is far from the saint, and it is not bad to be able to reach the Great Perfection of Heaven."

"That's why I said it's a good seedling." The old man said calmly.

Zhang Yi stopped talking.

And the old man went on to say, "These days, there are very few warriors who have cultivated both body and realm and have reached the heavenly realm. After all, dual cultivation is too time-consuming."

That is to say, is it still there?

Zhang Yi thought to himself, but said on his mouth, "There are too many resources required for body refinement. It is also a coincidence that the juniors can reach such a level."

"The path of cultivation, the further you go, the more difficult it will be. If possible, I hope you can reach the limit of both paths together."

The old man looked at Zhang Yi and said.

"Senior means..."

Zhang Yi frowned slightly, feeling that the old man seemed to mean something, so he couldn't help asking.

Facing Zhang Yi's question, the old man did not answer, but looked into the distance.

He suddenly changed the subject, "Do you know why we didn't care about the chaotic situation in the astral world?"

Hearing the old man's question, Zhang Yi frowned, not expecting that he would suddenly ask this.

Zhang Yi had already guessed this question once, and the conclusion of that time was to raise Gu.

But at this time, in the face of the Lord, he naturally couldn't say that.

"Yes, is it because it is easier to give birth to the strong in the chaos?"

"good."

The old man nodded, "Of course, we don't all have the same views. For example, I am against it."

"The chaos this time is a little different, and it doesn't have a corresponding effect at all. It's just consuming the number of warriors in the star world itself."

"Then why..." Zhang Yi said subconsciously.

"Why leave it alone?"

The old man showed a helpless smile, "Maybe it's because there is no other better way."

Zhang Yi was silent.

How do you feel that the saint also has a sense of powerlessness?

Also, as one of the high-ranking people, shouldn't they suppress the remaining warriors and maintain their unique status?

Why do they feel that they are very supportive of the birth of new saints? What is the key to this?

Zhang Yi felt that the news he had learned was a bit surprising, but he was even more puzzled.

Ok......

Is this the way an expert does things?

I only talk about one and a half stars, and the rest is all guesswork, which is really a genius.

Zhang Yi couldn't help but complained in his heart.

"Boy, for the sake of you giving me a few pots of wine, I will give you one last piece of advice. Of course, the premise of this advice is that you really have a chance to break through the Saint Realm, otherwise, you will forget it. "

The old man said calmly.

Zhang Yi's heart suddenly condensed, and he listened carefully.

The old man said slowly:

"When crossing the Saint Realm, everyone has only one chance, and we all failed. If we want to seize that opportunity, our foundation in the Heaven Realm must reach the pinnacle!"

"Opportunity... What kind of opportunity is it?" Zhang Yi asked.

"An opportunity to communicate with the astral world." The old man said, raising his foot and patted the ground.

"Astral..."

Zhang Yi muttered these two words in his mouth, and then reacted suddenly. He widened his eyes and looked around, looking in disbelief.

"Astral Realm... Astral Realm, doesn't it refer to this world?"

"Communication with the astral world...what does this mean?"

"senior!"

Zhang Yi looked back at the old man and wanted to ask something, but found that the figure of the other party had disappeared.

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