I Hang Up In the Fantasy World

Zhang Yi retreated.

The outside world is relatively stable.

Numerous warriors in Chiyan County and various forces are eyeing the inspector's appointment, and they are turning their attention to Lanshan City one by one.

They are closely watching the patrol envoy's next move and plan to prepare for it.

However, just as everyone was paying close attention and their minds were tense, there was suddenly confirmed news.

——As soon as the inspector took office, he retreated directly.

This surprised many forces.

They looked around, and suddenly felt like they had done nothing.

The unexpected boldness and turmoil did not appear.

On the contrary, the inspector retreated on the spot as soon as he took office, as if he didn't want to participate in many things in Chiyan County.

Some people breathed a sigh of relief, while others had other thoughts, but no matter what, time gradually passed.

A year, to a saint with a long lifespan, is just a fleeting moment, like a dream bubble in the sea, not worth mentioning.

But Zhang Yi has made remarkable progress in this short year!

Lanshan City, Wuyue Peak, the place where Zhang Yi retreated.

Zhang Yi's figure was still covered by the thick and almost viscous spiritual energy vortex at the place where the underground spiritual pulse spring spewed thin, and his true face could not be seen clearly.

But in the spiritual mist that cannot be penetrated by sight, one can feel that a breath is slowly fluctuating and growing rapidly.

Compared with the beginning of the retreat, this breath has become much stronger.

And this day, in the center of the aura vortex, Zhang Yi suddenly opened his eyes!

boom!

At this moment, there was no thunder in the void, and there was a roar.

Immediately, Zhang Yi's eyes shone brightly, and he opened his mouth and sucked in a big breath.

The surrounding aura vortex collapsed immediately, turning into a river of aura and swallowed by him in one gulp!

The aura around Zhang Yi's body suddenly became stronger, and his robes also made a rustling sound without the wind.

A wave of true energy that was stronger than before erupted suddenly, causing the void to burst.

A shock wave swept out fiercely and spread to the surroundings, until it touched the defensive barrier protecting the periphery of Wuyue Peak, it was resisted.

After a while, the bright light in Zhang Yi's eyes subsided little by little, and the fluctuation of true energy in his body also tended to calm down.

In a year, with the help of the underground spiritual veins, I finally refined the Holy Pill perfectly.

Now my cultivation level has improved a lot compared to before. The ocean of true energy is soaring. It should be considered that I have reached the late stage in the Second Heaven.

Zhang Yi sensed the changes in his body and was secretly familiar with the power at this time.

It's not bad. Even for me, the speed of practice in this year is enough to be worth decades of hard work.

Zhang Yi nodded in satisfaction.

Then he lowered his head and looked at the spring where the spiritual energy was gushing out.

Where, the viscous degree of aura has been reduced, and it is not as strong as when Zhang Yi first came.

I have absorbed a lot of this underground spiritual vein, and I am afraid that the concentration of spiritual energy will decrease in a short period of time.

Zhang Yi thought about it, and felt that the saint was indeed a big family that consumed martial arts resources.

Sometimes a small improvement means that a huge amount of martial arts resources are consumed.

If those resources are placed on the warriors of the land or even the sky, it may be enough to directly make them upgrade several levels.

Shaking his head, Zhang Yi stopped thinking too much.

He began to practice supernatural powers, displaying all kinds of exquisite sword techniques, and swaying the true essence that is so advanced at the moment.

This practice lasted for three days, and Zhang Yi perfectly mastered the cultivation base of the increase after swallowing the most holy pill.

Immediately, after his own foundation was stabilized, Zhang Yi's eyes froze, and he began to formally break through the third heaven of the saint realm.

This is the main goal of his retreat this time. Although the Holy Pill is good, it is just an appetizer.

Accumulated for a hundred years, the holy land practice point is already enough, it is time to complete the breakthrough!

Zhang Yi thought, no longer delay.

With a thought, he turned on the system and put all the holy realm practice points accumulated in his daily practice into the realm column.

Suddenly, the extremely familiar pop-up window popped out.

[Currently cultivated to the second level of the saint realm, is it possible to break through the third level? Currently, 13,000 holy land practice points are required. 】

Zhang Yi looked at this scene and smiled.

It takes 20,000 holy practice points to break through from the second heaven of saints to the third heaven.

But now, only thirteen thousand is enough. This is the function of the Holy Pill, which helped me offset a lot of practice points.

There is nothing to hesitate, he has been accumulating the holy land practice points for many years, isn't this moment the reason for it?

Zhang Yi's heart moved, and he immediately put all 13,000 holy land practice points into it.

breakthrough!

Zhang Yi said silently in his heart.

The next moment, it was like a stormy sea.

In the ocean of true essence opened up in Zhang Yi's body, a major earthquake suddenly broke out.

In the surrounding space of the primordial ocean, there is a pitch-black, soundless absolute nothingness, nothing exists.

But at this moment, at the end of that nothingness, a mysterious and vast force tore through a gap and poured into this space.

Immediately, this mysterious power fell into Zhang Yi's true essence ocean.

This mysterious power is very special, it does not have any attributes, or this power itself can evolve into any power.

At this time, this mysterious power quietly changed after falling behind Zhang Yi's Zhenyuan Ocean.

It evolved into the type of sword element practiced by Zhang Yi, and was instantly refined by Zhang Yi, branded with his own brand, and turned into his own foundation.

This is not like some kind of counterproductive growth, Zhang Yi's foundation is still extremely solid.

It's as if the mysterious power that appeared out of thin air itself was cultivated by him over the years, and it fit him perfectly.

Immediately, Zhang Yi's true essence ocean broke through the barrier of the second-level heavenly sage, and began to expand outward again, spreading into the absolutely dark and empty space.

And the mysterious power falling from nothingness is to fill the ocean of primordial essence that is expanding at this time.

As the tide rises, all boats rise, and Zhang Yi's cultivation begins to improve greatly at this moment.

Outside, Zhang Yi sat cross-legged at this time.

Although it was the key opportunity for a breakthrough, Zhang Yi's face remained calm and calm, while the surface of his body exuded a little brilliance, lighting him up.

It was caused by the majestic real energy in Zhang Yi's body at this time.

Zhang Yi's cultivation base began to skyrocket at this moment, and the magnitude was even higher than the moment when he swallowed the most holy pill.

After all, although the Holy Pill is good, it can only improve the cultivation base of the same realm.

But at this time, Zhang Yi was breaking through the barriers, truly breaking through!

The two are completely different concepts.

Zhang Yi, at this time, was nearly six hundred years old, but he was about to break through to the third heaven of the Saint Realm, and he had already opened a physical treasure.

Such age and cultivation strength are quite rare even in the violent sea area.

This requires excellent talent and the accumulation of many martial arts resources, both of which are indispensable.

Time passed slowly.

When Zhang Yi broke through from the first level of the Saint Realm to the second level, it took a full month to complete the transformation of the true essence ocean.

At this time, he will undoubtedly need to spend even more time.

But that's not a bad thing.

It is precisely because the time required for each breakthrough of the Saint Realm is getting longer and longer. After the breakthrough is completed, the obtained own strength will be multiplied by leaps and bounds.

In this way, another four months passed in the blink of an eye between the sun and the moon.

At this time, above the true essence ocean in Zhang Yi's body, the mysterious power flowing out of nothingness had disappeared, and the expansion of the true essence ocean also tended to stop.

A new barrier reappeared, blocking Zhang Yi's way forward, and also blocked the continuous expansion of Zhenyuan Ocean.

This is the boundary barrier.

And when Zhang Yi broke through this new barrier, it was the moment for him to break into the fourth heavenly saint.

Within a thousand years, I will definitely break into the fourth heavenly saint.

In mid-air, Zhang Yi, who was sitting cross-legged, opened his eyes, which were extremely calm.

He said calmly, with no expression of emotion or anger, as if he was saying something that must be done.

If these words were put on the outside world, it would undoubtedly make others feel that Zhang Yi was very arrogant.

After all, the first to third heavens are still in the category of low-level saints, and from the fourth heaven, they are in the middle-level saints.

This is not simply a gap between first-tier heavens, but also a huge barrier between ranks.

And even the patriarchs of the current three major bloodline families in Chiyan County are all at the peak of the third heaven of the Saint Realm.

They have practiced for many years and have a lot of martial arts resources, but they are still stuck in front of the barrier of this middle-level saint and cannot break through. They can only waste time in vain.

It can be seen from this that it is difficult to break through the fourth heavenly saint, not to mention Zhang Yi also set the time to complete it within a thousand years.

However, the Four Heavenly Saints may be quite difficult for outsiders, and it is an extremely difficult cross-domain level.

But for Zhang Yi, he has great confidence in his heart.

After all, he is Zhang Yi.

These two names represent infinite possibilities.

And if Zhang Yi really reached the realm of the fourth heavenly saint one day.

Even if it is in Wenjian Mountain, one of the top forces, it can be included in the list of candidates for elders.

Let the little turmoil in Chiyan County become a springboard for me to break into the fourth heavenly saint.

Zhang Yi said with a smile, his expression was full of elegance.

He stood up, took a single step, and landed on the bluestone slab on the ground.

Immediately, Zhang Yi tidied up his clothes and turned on the system.

Zhang Yi looked at the attribute panel, and all kinds of data appeared clearly in his eyes.

Age: (592/12000)

Cultivation Realm: Saint Realm Triple Heaven

Physical Strength: Saint Realm

Five Elements: God of Wood opens

Accumulate holy practice points: 15570

Practice speed: 310 holy land practice points/year

Martial arts achievements: first-level sword soul, mastering the three states of complete satisfaction of thunder, cloud, and fire.

Special Ability: Eye of Insight

Cultivation method and supernatural power: the first level of the Taixuan Sword Classic, supernatural powers into clouds (beginner)

Resurrection Coin: 1

...

Looking at the many information displayed, Zhang Yi nodded slightly, feeling a little emotional.

It's almost 600 years, time flies so fast, and the warriors of the heavenly realm are only 800 years old.

Martial arts are endless!

Zhang Yi showed nostalgia, and then he looked at the column of practice speed.

Although the realm is important, the speed of practice is related to the accumulation of practice points in the holy realm, which is also very important to Zhang Yi.

After breaking through to the third heavenly saint, the current practice speed is 310?

With a thought in Zhang Yi's mind, more detailed data about the speed of cultivation appeared in front of him.

Practice speed: 310/year holy land practice points

(The basic cultivation speed of Saint Realm Third Heaven is 120 points.)

(Taixuan Sword Sutra's first practice speed bonus × 200%)

(Third-level spirit pool bonus: +70 points.)

At the third level of heavenly saints, the speed of practice blessed by the spirit pool is not enough.

Looking at the detailed data on his cultivation speed, Zhang Yi frowned slightly.

His spirit pool was upgraded a lot when he was in the lower realm. After ascending to the upper realm, Zhang Yi's spirit pool level has been stagnant and has not been upgraded due to the continuous retreat.

At this time, it is indeed a little behind.

Zhang Yi nodded slightly, touched his chin, and thought about it in his mind.

Speaking of which, the main world is extremely vast, with a vast territory, and all kinds of martial arts resources are far beyond the lower realm. It can be described as a place of treasure.

I have been ascending for more than a hundred years, and I have been burying my head in hard work, trying my best to improve my strength at the fastest speed.

But now that the cultivation base has reached the third level of heavenly saints, and a sacred treasure has been opened, it can be said that middle-level saints are hard to come by.

By now, the growth rate of strength has begun to slow down, and the progress of practice has returned to the normal track. It's time for me to consider other things.

As the saying goes, sharpening a knife is not the same as chopping firewood.

Since the hatchet is sharp at this time, we should also find a way to collect some suitable martial arts resources, upgrade the quality of the spirit pool, and increase the speed of practice.

While Zhang Yi was thinking, he looked at the realm column again.

He touched it slightly with his divine sense, and the holy realm practice points needed to break through the fourth heaven of the saint realm were immediately clear.

Eighty thousand holy land practice points...

Zhang Yi couldn't help but feel his heart skip a beat when he looked at the numbers displayed behind the third heaven of the Saint Realm.

It only takes 10,000 holy realm practice points to break through to the second heaven, and 20,000 to the third heaven.

However, when we reach the fourth heaven of the Saint Realm, it will increase several times, requiring 80,000 Saint Realm practice points...

Zhang Yi frowned slightly, thoughtfully.

Is this the accumulation of the threshold of breaking through the first level and the holy practice points needed for low-level saints to advance to middle-level saints?

In this way, the gap between the Saints of the Third Heaven and the Fourth Heaven is not small.

If I want to speed up my breakthrough to become a fourth-level heavenly saint, the level of the spirit pool must be raised, and at the same time, the proficiency of the Taixuan Sword Manual can also be improved.

After all, the Taixuan Sword Sutra is a practice method, and it has many blessings for the speed of practice, the quality of true energy, etc.

And after the proficiency of the Taixuan Sword Sutra has improved, it will also be of great help to my subsequent opening of Shenzang.

Zhang Yi's eyes flickered, many thoughts in his heart, and then everything returned to calm.

Looking at it this way, Chiyan County is really my blessed land, a challenge as well as an opportunity.

Finally, Zhang Yi chuckled and looked at the accumulated holy practice points.

At this time, with the consumption of the breakthrough realm, he still has more than 10,000 holy realm practice points left.

And Zhang Yi didn't intend to save these, but was going to use them directly to enhance his own strength.

After all, in Chiyan County, he still doesn't know what test he will face.

And the stronger one's own strength is, the more likely it is to gain more benefits from this turmoil.