I Hang Up In the Fantasy World

The sky and the earth shattered, and the darkness flooded Zhang Yi's sight. He seemed to be in a dark and empty space, without the concept of distance and time.

Wow!

After floating for an unknown amount of time, Zhang Yi suddenly woke up with the sound of water flowing.

He opened his eyes and found that he was on a white sandy beach, with seawater submerging his lower body.

Did you hear the rush of the sea just now?

He first looked at the system, and when he saw the 50% progress bar that was still moving forward, Zhang Yi heaved a sigh of relief. With the system in place, he has nothing to fear!

The questioning of the soul just now is really evil!

That man exactly like Zhang Yi, with that ghostly smile, is really scary!

Although looking back now, Zhang Yi has to praise how handsome!

but,

In this world, it is enough to have him, there is no need for extra.

Compared with this kind of weird performance, Zhang Yi found that he still prefers to be straightforward, can't he be more frank?

Zhang Yi stood up, changed his clothes, and touched his chin.

Um……

After he is also a super expert in the future, why don't we leave opportunities everywhere?

At the same time, somewhere accidentally discovered the opportunity he left behind, and then aroused competition among all parties...

Come to think of it, that seems kind of fun?

certainly,

He won't intervene in the future. After all, being a director is very tiring. He has deeply felt the hardships of Lan Wu and Wang Heng.

In the future, if someone gets the opportunity left by Zhang Yi, whether it will soar into the sky, disappear with everyone, or be murdered to seize the treasure, then it will not be within Zhang Yi's consideration.

I have buried the opportunity here, and your future depends on your own hard work.

Just like he helped the brother and sister in Qianji City casually.

Zhang Yi just gave him a chance, and his future achievements depended on himself.

Thinking of this, Zhang Yi touched his chin.

By the way, the first time I saw them, I should have been around seventy years old. Now I am eighty-one years old. After so many years, that boy should be twenty-three years old, and that girl should be ten years old. Seven years old.

I don't know what happened to them, did they grow up smoothly, or did an accident happen? After thinking about it, Zhang Yi made a decision.

After accepting the inheritance of swordsmanship, when returning to Raging Fire Nation, stop by Qianji City to inquire about their news.

I just don't know if they are still there after all these years?

Of course, Zhang Yi feels that there is little hope of finding them. After all, eleven years have passed, which is not a short time span.

After making a decision, Zhang Yi returned to his surroundings, This place should still be in the inheritance.

He looked around and found that there was an ocean around him, and he was on a small island.

The small island is not big, probably only a few playgrounds. I am afraid that if a wave of slightly larger waves comes over, it will be submerged.

And in the center of the island, there is a grass house.

Zhang Yi nodded affirmatively, I said that thatched cottages are the standard equipment for hidden masters, and it really is.

After thinking about it, Zhang Yi stepped up and walked towards the wooden house, Speaking of which, I should have passed the first round of tests.

Although the system is already receiving the kendo inheritance, he still has to go through the process.

Hmm...the so-called plot?

After walking for a while, Zhang Yi came to the door of the wooden house.

Bang bang bang.

Zhang Yi tapped three times with his fingers.

squeak.

With a creak, the door opened.

Zhang Yi didn't report any hope and just knocked on the door out of politeness, and got feedback.

Zhang Yi felt a shock in his heart, and the door opened automatically.

Zhang Yi immediately regained his composure, and while taking a step forward, he also saw the situation inside the wooden house.

At the table in the wooden house, there was a middle-aged man sitting there.

At this time, Zhang Yi's arrival seemed to break something. The middle-aged man raised his head and looked at Zhang Yi. After looking at him for a while, he said calmly, Are you the one who accepts my inheritance?

Junior Zhang Yi, I have met senior. Zhang Yi cupped his hands and said respectfully.

sit.

The middle-aged man looked calm, casually pointed to the side of the wooden table, and said.

Zhang Yi naturally didn't delay or anything like that, but calmly sat down opposite the middle-aged man.

Zhang Yi thought for a while and asked, Senior, did I pass the first round of the test?

The middle-aged man nodded and said, No matter what the questions in the first round of tests are, they can be summed up in four words in the final analysis, stick to your heart.

On the road of martial arts, only if you stick to your heart and don't get lost in all kinds of temptations, can you go to the end.

Whether it is kendo or other martial arts paths, it is very important to stick to one's heart.

Zhang Yi nodded, sticking to his original heart, this couldn't be easier for him, over the years, he has perfectly followed his original heart.

After thinking about it, Zhang Yi asked again, Senior, what will happen if I fail the first round of tests?

Zhang Yi is really curious about this question. Although there is a system, failure to answer it will not affect the inheritance of kendo, but the plot will change a lot in the future.

The middle-aged man looked at Zhang Yi and said slowly, If you fail the first round of tests, you will still get part of the inheritance, but only part of the inheritance, and you will not see me.

Is that so... Zhang Yi was thoughtful.

Well, this kendo inheritance is very humane, no matter whether the test is successful or not, you can get a part of the kendo inheritance, so that you won't be empty-handed and make people feel dull.

The middle-aged man continued, Since you're here, please sit down and chat with me, although this is just an image I left behind during my lifetime.

Yes, senior.

Zhang Yi said obediently, and then communicated with the middle-aged man.

But Zhang Yi quickly discovered the generation gap, because he didn't know the names of the man's words, and he had never heard of them.

Soon, the middle-aged man also came to his senses, he could only sigh, and said something about the vicissitudes of life, and then he stopped asking questions about this aspect, but instead asked casually.

Boy, what is your martial arts goal?

Senior, what do you mean by this? Zhang Yi asked puzzled.

It's the goal of your martial arts. Generally speaking, there is a goal.

For example, if you want to become the suzerain in the future, or start a sect, or revenge, etc., there will be a clear goal.

Zhang Yi heard the middle-aged man's answer, thought for a while and said, Longevity, this is my goal.

And the middle-aged man was taken aback for a moment, and then laughed out loud, as if he had heard something funny.

Senior, what's the matter, is this goal abstract?

You boy, you really dare to think!

After laughing for a while, the middle-aged man spoke.

You know, even I haven't seen a long-lived person yet.

This goal is completely unattainable!

Even the saints only have a lifespan of thousands of years.

saint!

A name I've never heard of!

Zhang Yi's eyes narrowed slightly, Senior, is the realm of the saint the realm after the heaven realm?

good!

The middle-aged man nodded.

When you break through the heavenly realm, you will reach the realm of a saint and master the mighty power of a saint. At that time, not to mention running rampant in the world, but you can also do what you want in the world.

Your goal of longevity is too far away, and it is simply impossible to achieve! Why not be more realistic, how about taking becoming a saint as your goal, it is a little possible to achieve.

It's just a possibility! There are countless talents, but there are very few who can become saints.

Zhang Yi retorted in his heart, now I can do as I please.

It's not right, maybe the world he said and the world in Zhang Yi's eyes have two different meanings.

Could it be that senior is in the realm of saints? Zhang Yi asked.

That's right!

The middle-aged man replied with a smile.

Um.

Then I think it is quite simple to become a saint, Zhang Yi thought to himself.

But Zhang Yi naturally couldn't answer like this, so he pondered for a while, and replied against his will, It seems really difficult.

This is a white lie.

Zhang Yi never lied unless he had to.

That is, back then, I also went through untold hardships to break through to this realm. The middle-aged man said.

Senior, please help this junior.

What's the hurry, I'll just pass on the way of swordsmanship to you later, and I'll realize it myself later. The middle-aged man said dissatisfied.

Oh, and my understanding of the way of the sword can only help you reach the limit of the heavenly realm. You have to figure out the path after that. After all, everyone's path is different.

Zhang Yi nodded, understanding very much, Thank you, senior.

Then, Zhang Yi continued to ask, Senior, is there a way to revive others?

The middle-aged man raised his eyebrows: Huh?

You kid is thinking quite far away. For a while, it will be longevity, and for a while, it will be resurrection. Isn't it going to be invincible?

Zhang Yi's old face was a little embarrassed, and he replied, It's not a rare opportunity to meet a super expert like a senior, I just want to ask.

Hmph! Don't flatter me. Although I'm telling the truth, I don't like that.

The middle-aged man scolded, seeming a little angry and disappointed.

Don't think about it so much, practice honestly, don't be too ambitious, maybe you can go to a higher level, otherwise I'm afraid you won't be able to break through the heavenly realm.

Are all the arrogances of the outside world so unbearable? Such a person who accepts my kendo inheritance has such an eye above the top. The man seemed very disappointed, and his figure gradually dimmed.

Hey, senior!

Zhang Yi shouted.

The middle-aged man waved his hand, and a big sword condensed in the air, and then with a wave of his palm, the big sword was directly inserted into Zhang Yi's body.

ah!

Zhang Yi screamed.

He's in pain, super pain!

That nothingness sword went straight into his brain!

boom!

At this moment, Zhang Yi's sea of ​​consciousness roared monstrously, rolling up billows.

And in the sky above the sea of ​​consciousness, there is a great sword of nothingness standing in the air, spraying the mysteries of swordsmanship in all directions, and a storm of swordsmanship swept across Zhang Yi's head!

snort!

I'll just give you a little bit of trouble, and tell you to restrain yourself and keep your feet on the ground when doing things.

In the murmur, the figure of the middle-aged man gradually became transparent, and finally disappeared.

Inside the wooden house, only Zhang Yi was left screaming in pain.

And in the progress bar of the system, the progress bar of accepting the inheritance of swordsmanship also began to speed up.

In Zhang Yi's opened eyes, there was a bright sword light gathering in his eyes at this moment, and countless sword shadows and sword moves passed by his eyes.

And this super strong man's various perceptions of kendo, unique understanding of martial arts, and various mysteries of sword intent were all absorbed by Zhang Yi at this time.

Zhang Yi is like a dry sponge, and it expands rapidly when it is put into the water!

Although the man was a little unkind, which caused Zhang Yi a lot of pain, but it worked.

At this moment, Zhang Yi only wanted to say one thing:

Don't stop!

If it's just a period of pain to gain such a large amount of various knowledge, Zhang Yi let go of his chest and said, just come, he is not afraid.

In the pain and happiness, Zhang Yi's kendo comprehension is improving rapidly!

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