“What exactly is missing?”

Zhang Qingyuan frowned and thought hard in his heart.

But no answer was found.

In recent times, the simulation and deductions have been performed using the proficiency panel, and there is no place to improve.

"Forget it, maybe I don't have enough knowledge and need some experience!"

Zhang Qingyuan sighed,

Although there was a little regret, there was no regret too much.

Because in the past three years, while studying and improving the Chaos Dragon Kun's body movement, his understanding of the power of the Chaos Dao has been further deepened.

The results of this research trip were like a key, opening the door to Zhang Qingyuan to use the power of the Chaos Avenue!

Let Zhang Qingyuan use and understanding of the Chaos Avenue enter another world

With the help of the Golden Finger Proficiency Panel, Zhang Qingyuan reorganized what he had learned and developed three aggressive chaotic magical powers based on his existing magic and martial arts!

Although it's just a magical power,

But Zhang Qingyuan felt that the power of this magical power was no less than the Five Elements Immortal Art he had practiced!

Even in terms of the lethality of higher-level powers stronger than themselves, Chaos Magic Power has more advantages than the Five Elements Immortal Art!

This is determined by the nature of power,

The power of Chaos Avenue is even higher than that of the Five Elements!

This chaotic magical power also allowed Zhang Qingyuan to effectively kill the supreme existence of the first-level number of the Dao Escape!

This also made Zhang Qingyuan feel a little relieved.

At least he had the ability to protect himself in front of the Exit One Supreme, and no longer had to escape in a panic like he did when he was fleeing from the ancient world when he was facing the Exit One Supreme of the Daluo Zun Sect.

"But this advantage may not be maintained for long. As soon as Jie Shitian changes, I am afraid that the Supreme One may not be able to be safe and sound."

"I have been in Haoran Academy for several years and it is time to leave. I feel that I am still missing some of the barriers."

"After the Chaos Dragon Kun's body movement is completed, the transformation from magical powers to immortal techniques should allow me to seize that opportunity. In addition, I have the experience of the Emperor Tomb of the Great Wilderness Holy Dynasty in the Xuantian Mirror. I am more than 90% sure to be promoted to the realm of killing the Taoist and escaping the first level!"

While thinking,

Zhang Qingyuan already has plans for the future.

There is a smooth road ahead,

I was also in a state of excitement.

"How is it? Our Zhang Datiancai has found the way to turn magical powers into immortal arts?"

At this moment, a slightly sarcastic voice came from a distance, and then a page of scholars came with two taels of cheap rice wine.

The figure fell, and the scholar looked at Zhang Qingyuan up and down, his nostrils facing the sky.

"A person who is almost at the top of the immortal path comes to visit and brings rice wine brewed by mortals on the streets. You are not too lazy and so lonely."

Zhang Qingyuan glanced at the visitor with contempt and said sarcastically without any mercy.

At the same time, his hands and feet were not slow at all. He used a move to the wine gourd, and the two taels of yellow wine in the hands of the scholar Yipeng flew out and fell into Zhang Qingyuan's hands.

With a "pop", I opened the wine gourd and took a mouthful into my mouth.

"Huh, it's great!"

Zhang Qingyuan let out a long sigh.

The fatigue accumulated over the past three years of hard work to develop magical powers seems to have disappeared at this moment!

In fact,

The rice wine brewed by mortals is not delicious, and the ingredients used are ordinary mortal rice. It was made by an old mortal man from a mud and tiled pottery jar in the mountains and wilderness. No magic was used in the middle.

Such mortal yellow wine is probably only available in the mortal mountain village with poor spiritual energy, which can satisfy the cravings of farmers and men who farm in the fields.

The wine feels sweet and greasy, and the wine tastes even more coarse and ordinary, and there is nothing worth caring about.

Anyone who practices drinks it may feel that the wine lees of ordinary spiritual wine are hundreds or thousands of times stronger than that!

For Zhang Qingyuan,

At this level,

Not to mention spiritual wine, even the immortal wine that has been stored in the cellar for thousands of years, he can drink it at any time if he wants to.

There is no need to do anything. Just say a scholar on Yibi, and there will naturally be a large number of families outside to deliver various rare fairy wines to their door, just to make good friends!

"Hmph! This is not something that some mud legs like. They don't drink the immortal wine that has been stored for thousands of years. But they like this kind of sewer goods. As expected, mud legs are from mud legs. Even if they reach the peak, they can't change their nature!"

The scholar of Yibi snorted coldly and said sarcastically.

Since Zhang Qingyuan gave him a strong connotation last time, although Zhang Qingyuan took the initiative to visit him, the two reconciled again.

But the scholar of Yibi remembered this hatred.

Every time I meet, I still don’t forget to speak out and make sarcasm.

Zhang Qingyuan naturally wouldn't care.

Sometimes I feel that this is life and that is friends.

"You don't understand. Your realm has not reached yet, so it's not a big deal. What I drink is not wine, but life!"

Zhang Qingyuan held the wine gourd in one hand, looked up at the sky and sighed, and a deep nostalgia appeared in the corner of his eyes.

The scholar Yiwen was stunned. For a moment, he couldn't tell whether this guy was fooling him or whether he really felt something.

“Is it that amazing?”

He looked at the wine gourd in Zhang Qingyuan's hand and muttered.

He has also tasted this mortal rice wine.

However, as a high-level practitioner, his body has almost reached the point of being flawless and pure. The food of mortals feels filthy, and the mortal wine is even more difficult to swallow.

Anyway, he can't drink anything.

Perhaps human joys and sorrows are not consistent.

Zhang Qingyuan did not answer, but just sat there quietly, closed his eyes and savored carefully.

Many years ago,

In that life that has not yet traveled, my parents living in the countryside always select the best autumn valleys every autumn, steam them, cook them, and bring a large bottle when they return to work in the city after the holidays.

In fact, he didn't like drinking at that time. He usually drank social events. He took the rice wine back and placed it in the corner of the house. If he remembered, he might have a drink.

But every time he leaves, he will not refuse.

Because there is the love and expectation left to him by his parents far away in his hometown.

It has been hundreds of years since I came to this world inexplicably.

Although whenever Zhang Qingyuan thought of those two figures, he would comfort himself that his stupid brother would take good care of them.

But is it really that easy to let go of your heart?

For hundreds of years,

After ascending,

Will you be able to find your way back?

Even if you go back,

Hundreds of years have passed, and in that world, there will be familiar country roads, familiar houses, and the two familiar figures sitting on the threshold?

Zhang Qingyuan raised the wine gourd and took another sip. The thick texture of sand poured into his throat, turning into deep bitterness and blending into the depths of his heart.

The heart of a person,
Chapter completed!