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Published at 17th of November 2021 10:47:29 AM


Chapter 324: 324

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The low voice came into the drunk ears among the flowers, like the devil's crooning, which made his body tremble uncontrollably.

At this time, huajianzui is like a lamb to be slaughtered. He can only passively wait for Zhang Yi's hand to rise and fall.

The palm on his head was sending out a kind of spiritual fluctuation all the time, giving him the most fatal pressure.

His mind, his will, had been completely destroyed by Zhang Yi at this time, and there was no idea of resistance.

All men are equal before death.

Even the most powerful martial artist, if he doesn't have the courage to laugh at life and death, it's probably just like this.

Flower drunk, his body trembled, his hair covered his forehead in disorder, and his whole body was miserable. Where was the previous romantic?

Flower drunk lowered his head, and a weak voice came from his throat.

"Ask what you want to know. I just want to give me a pleasure."

"Of course."

Hearing the other party's answer, Zhang Yi smiled harmoniously.

Although he can kill the other party's mind to a weak level, and then cooperate with the forced invasion to get the desired information, if the other party is willing to cooperate, he is also a lot easier.

Without hesitation, Zhang Yi asked directly, "what is the function of the saint token?"

Huajian drunk whispered.

"The saint order is issued by the saint. Generally speaking, except for the martial arts of the seven super forces, only those who have the chance to break through the saint will be given."

"Holding the holy order is equivalent to an amulet. You can enter the mysterious place for a short time."

"Mysterious place, what's that?"

Hearing words he had never heard before, Zhang Yi frowned and asked.

"I don't know exactly where it is. I only know that it is a mysterious space outside the star world and the last chance given to us by the Holy One."

"There are all kinds of opportunities, which can greatly speed up the progress of refining the soul of martial arts. Even if the opportunity is enough, you can directly break the territory and become a saint there."

Flower drunk calm explanation, and Zhang Yi's eyes are shining with pure light.

Directly break the territory and become holy!

This is really a little arrogant.

You should know that the Holy One is high. Although it is only one step away from the perfection of heaven, this step is very close to the ends of the earth. It is very difficult to cross. I don't know how many Tianjiao heroes have been difficult to live.

At this time, in the mouth of drunk flowers, there is such a mysterious place that can help people go further and cross the horizon.

Zhang Yi's heart pounded.

As we all know, the most basic condition for breaking through the saints is the great perfection of Wu soul and heaven.

Only after completing these two steps can the warrior try to break through, otherwise even the idea of breaking the environment cannot be realized.

Of course, trying to break through does not necessarily mean that you can break through the territory successfully. There are also martial spirits who are qualified or fail to break through.

In fact, at this stage, the success of breaking the environment depends on a small part of their own talents, while most of them still depend on their own details.

If the inside information is strong enough, the destruction of the environment will be very smooth.

The first condition of many martial artists in the star world has been completed. Only the step of condensing the martial soul has not been successful, which makes them unqualified to try to break the territory.

"Is the last chance given by the saint aimed at the martial soul..."

Zhang Yi murmured in his heart and opened his mind to see his own sea of consciousness.

In the dark space, there is a vast ocean of consciousness.

Over the ocean of consciousness, there is a slightly illusory long sword standing still, with silver brilliance on the sword body.

After careful induction, you can feel the strong sword meaning from this silver illusory long sword.

This illusory silver long sword represents Zhang Yi's highest achievement in Kendo and the prototype of sword soul!

"It takes a huge amount of will to completely condense the soul of the sword. Even if you use cultivation points to complete this step, it is also an astronomical number."

Zhang Yi once calculated that it would take 250 years for him to choose a cultivation point to improve the progress of the sword soul at his current cultivation speed, and wait until the sword soul is completely condensed!

You know, even if you reach the current cultivation level, it will take Zhang Yi 300 years.

The span from artistic conception to martial soul is too huge. Therefore, so many Tianjing are trapped in this step.

Even for Zhang Yi, who has a system, he still can't do it in a pinch, but needs time to accumulate.

"The chance of sword soul quenching..."

Zhang Yi murmured, subconsciously, various thoughts emerged in his heart, and then buried in his heart.

At the end, a smile appeared at the corners of Zhang Yi's mouth.

"The role of the holy order is like this. Is it equivalent to the key to enter the mysterious place..."

"All kinds of opportunities in the mysterious place can improve the progress of tempering the soul of martial arts, so as to meet the last condition of breaking through the saint..."

"I'm afraid this token has a great attraction for all top fighters."

"No wonder Huajian drunk felt greed in her eyes when she felt the saint token. It seems that this is a hot potato."

Thinking of this, Zhang Yi couldn't help looking at the flowers in front of him.

However, although I understand this, Zhang Yi is not worried.

If he just got the saint token, it would take a lot of effort to hold it with his cultivation in the later stage of Tianjing.

But now, after nearly a hundred years of accumulation, Zhang Yi has no fear of the enemy from all directions.

If they want to covet his holy order, the current situation of drunkenness among flowers is their end.

"But that mysterious place is beyond the star world?"

"It's really interesting. It seems that I have to take an off-site space adventure before I become the master of the star world."

Zhang Yi thought in his heart, looking forward to it.

The seventh sense told him that the mysterious place was his key puzzle to the Holy One.

Maybe,

He can take this opportunity to break the territory in situ, become a saint, and then take advantage of the opportunity to communicate the origin of the star world to control the whole star world at one fell swoop!

At the thought of this, Zhang Yi's eyes were bright and his heart was surging.

For the first time, he felt that it might not be far away from him to really grow up and become a master of the star world.

From the glorious ancient times of the martial arts in the star world to the present time when the martial arts are weak, I don't know how many million years have passed.

During this period, I don't know how many warriors worked one after another to reverse the decline of the star world, but they all failed in the end.

The difficulty of becoming the Lord of the star world is too high.

The sun sets and everything will perish. This is the situation facing the star world at present.

As a warrior born in the star world, even if he is as strong as the Seven Saints, he still has an inseparable connection with the star world.

And that's why they worked hard to support the birth of a new saint.

Such a practice, the warrior of the star world has not known how long it has lasted, but it is a temporary solution rather than a permanent cure, which can only delay the advent of great decline.

But in the near future, perhaps the real turning point is coming

……

At this time, the future star Lord looked at the drunkenness between flowers and continued to ask various questions.

"As a top martial artist, you should be able to sense the strong resentment over the star world. What's going on?"

"Does it have anything to do with the mysterious place?"

"Connecting that mysterious place requires a huge force, even if it is still unbearable for the saint. Using the array, the saint can use this force of resentment to open the door."

Huajian drunk answered honestly.

I see. Zhang Yi nodded in his heart and understood.

"So, when that day comes, won't it be the time for the astral world to be cleansed and return to peace again?"

Zhang Yi thought to himself, and then opened his mouth to ask another topic.

Although Zhang Yi has a perfect cultivation in heaven, he is undoubtedly in a weak position in intelligence because he has not communicated with the martial artists in the same territory for a long time.

For example, there was no way to know about the grievances of the star world and the order of the holy one before Zhang Yi.

At this time, Zhang Yi was also impolite. He asked all kinds of things here and learned a lot of secrets.

For example, the first woman in the star world's top combat power list is the leader of Hehuan sect and is also recognized as the strongest heaven.

In addition to reaching the limit of cultivation and artistic conception, the other party has also walked a long distance on the road of soul quenching. It seems that it is not far from breaking through the standard of saints.

For another example, this time there was a chance about the green wood spirit tree. FA yuan, the eldest elder of Baoling temple in central regions, seemed to have left. He was also a martial artist who practiced physical body.

……

Half a day later, Zhang Yi squeezed Huajian drunk almost, pressed his five fingers on his head slightly, and the look in Huajian drunk's pupil was suddenly dim.

He's dead.

Looking at the cooperation of the other party, Zhang Yi did not have too much embarrassment, but knew his life clearly.

Take off the other party's storage ring. Zhang Yi's body flashes and stands in mid air.

Then he pointed out that the drunken figure of flowers on the ground was suddenly covered by fire.

Zhang Yi has been very familiar with this whole process.

Soon, black ashes appeared on the ground, and Zhang Yi turned his palm again. The ground suddenly turned over and the ashes were completely buried.

Zhang Yi looked at the scene and disappeared as soon as he turned his body.

But what Zhang Yi didn't know was that half a month later, a warrior passed by.

It was a swordsman with a knife on his back. His face was vicissitudes and his eyes were deep.

He looked at the smooth, mirror cut mountain gap in the distance, with fluctuations in his eyes.

At the same time, the snow-white long knife behind him trembled slightly and made a soft sound, as if he was excited.

"It's such a strong sword technique. There's thunder on it..."

"When did the star world have such a top swordsman?"

"Interesting..."

"Since I met each other here, the swordsman must have come for the chance of Qingmu Lingshu. He would like to give me some advice..."

In the murmur, the swordsman's body slowly moved to the distance, and his figure gradually blurred.

……

Zhang Yiyuan returned to the road and lived in the city.

He acted as usual and did not change because he killed a top martial artist.

After staying for another week, Zhang Yi set off again.

Zhang Yi's goal this time is Qingzhou, the largest state in the eastern region.

Qingzhou.

The strongest state in the eastern region, where all forces gather and there are countless strong people, is also the location of the oldest spirit tree in the star world.

At this time, Zhang Yi officially set out to catch up with the direction of the towering tree.

.......

The sun is hot, the wind is cold, and there is no cloud floating in the blue sky. It is clean like a mirror.

"Whew!"

On the open and silent sky, a sudden burst of wind broke the silence.

I could see that far away in the sky, a streamer swept fiercely, and its speed was so high that it left a white swallow tail in the sky.

The person on the road is naturally Zhang Yi.

By this time, he had been on his way for several days.

At one moment, Zhang Yiru's figure stopped and looked at the city below.

This is a city near the river.

Next to it is the largest river in the eastern region, the Nu Tao River.

The Nu Tao River is extremely long, winding tens of thousands of miles on the land of the eastern region, in which countless small tributaries form a huge water transportation network.

At this time, Zhang Yi came here to take a boat all the way east to Qingzhou.

Zhang Yi looked at a corner of the city, which was close to the Nu Tao River.

There is a prosperous port, there are huge ships coming and going on the water, and countless people are busy, running back and forth for a living.

Zhang Yi observed for a moment, then his body flashed into the city.

Zhang Yi had a night's rest in the restaurant in the city. The next day, he found a large ship to Qingzhou.

With a captain of more than 100 meters and a width of about 30 meters, the whole body is made of extremely precious Xuan Shuimu. It is a top ship passing on the Nu Tao River.

Generally speaking, you can't board the ship without making an appointment in advance.

But for Zhang Yi, this rule is optional. It's just a matter of his words.

And the Nu Tao River is not completely safe. Under the wide river, there are many water monsters.

They make waves from time to time, and every time they encounter them accidentally, the passing ships often suffer heavy losses.

With such a top expert in charge, the safety of the ship will obviously be guaranteed.

After noon, the white crane braved the wind and waves, with wings on both sides, stirring up and flowing down the Nu Tao River.

Zhang Yi stood on the third floor of the white crane and looked down at class A.

At this time, there were more than ten people on the deck. Each cultivation was profound, and the real yuan fluctuated strongly. The eyes opened and closed, and the eyes were as sharp as a knife, which captured people's soul.

"The overall level of martial arts in the eastern region is higher than that in the southern region."

Zhang Yi murmured and took back his eyes after observing for a while.

Returning to the cabin, Zhang Yi sat cross legged and began to deduce various martial arts in his mind.

After the drunken war with Huajian, his understanding and application of martial arts can be said to be more advanced. At this time, it is natural to speculate more.

And time goes by slowly.

The white crane went down the river, crossed thousands of mountains and rivers, and was getting closer and closer to Qingzhou.

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