It was night, and the sky was full of dark clouds, oppressive and dreary.

Feng Yi sat alone in the wooden house of the medicine garden, looking at the candlestick, speechless.

Under the north wall, on the wooden bed, Qing'er had already slept. The sound of sleeping breathing echoed in Feng Yi's ears, making him feel more and more depressed and stressed.

It's not that he didn't want to escape, but all the roads down the mountain are guarded by sect disciples, and if he is alone, even if he has no cultivation, he can escape.

However, there is also Qing'er.

This little girl was adopted by the master to serve her when she was a child. Although she is a master and servant, she is like a brother and sister, how can she easily give up and escape alone?

Looking at Qing'er's increasingly pale face, Feng Yi knew that during the time she left the sect, she must have lived a very difficult life.

She used to be the young sect master, and although she would not bully her with the sect master brothers, she would definitely be strictly deducted from eating and drinking on weekdays.

Qing was fourteen years old when he was a child, which is the age of growing his body. Lack of food and drink, lack of nutrition, naturally appear much weaker than girls of the same age.

Thinking about it, I didn't realize that the night was late.

Feng Yi retracted his thoughts and took out a boxy cyan stone seal the size of a walnut from his waist bag.

This is what he got from the body of Zheng Liuyun, the Black Tiger Guard of the Yulin Sect, when he saw it for the first time, he felt that this thing was extraordinary, and he subconsciously took a shot - snatched it and put it in his pocket.

That Zheng Liuyun was originally a disciple of the Dragon Yin Sect, and he was also the nephew of the second elder Zheng Dahu. It's just that he fell out with his cousin Zheng Huai later, and he was ruthless, so he betrayed the Longyin Sect and became the Black Tiger Guard of the Yulin Sect.

I don't know why, in such a life-and-death battle, Zheng Liuyun suddenly took out this stone seal and stared at it.

Only then did Feng Yi find an opportunity, seize the stone seal, and kill it with a knife.

Looking at the stone seal now, although I still have a strange feeling in my heart, I can't understand what is special about it after turning it over and over again.

"Alas!"

Feng Yi shook his head and sighed, and threw the stone seal on the wooden table.

Seeing it clearly, heavy pressure and boredom once again surged into my heart like a mountain of seas.

The mood was disturbed, which caused injuries in the body, Feng Yi only felt that his throat was surging, and he couldn't bear a mouthful of stuffy blood anymore and spurted out.

The blood stained the stone seals, and a flash of blue light disappeared.

Feng Yi was shocked, and hurriedly looked down. The stone seal trembled, turned into a blue light, and sank into his chest.

In an instant, a large number of complex thoughts poured into his mind like a river.

Feng Yi only felt that his mind was dizzy, and beads of sweat the size of beans grew from his forehead, and then fell to the table, shattering into countless crystals.

"Whirring ......"

Outside, the cold wind howls on an autumn night.

Inside the house, Feng Yi was panting like a cow.

I don't know how long it took, maybe an hour, or maybe two hours, before Feng Yi finally regained a trace of clarity.

On the wooden table in front of him, the dirty blood had coagulated into a scab, purple and black, shocking.

In the scab, the square stone seal was gone.

Feng Yi frowned slightly, and after a moment of silence, he closed his eyes and began to sort out the sudden extra thoughts in his mind.

It seems to be a fragmented memory picture.

The universe is vast, and the sun is in the sky. In the depths of the Tiannan Sea, a divine dragon with red scales suddenly rushed out of the sea.

The red dragon roared in the sky, the sound shook the sky, and the gods and ghosts were moved.

Suddenly, a strong wind blew up, and a heavy dark cloud swept over the head of the red dragon.

The lightning flashed out in the dark clouds, and there was a muffled thunderous roar.

The red dragon was not afraid and flicked his tail and flew into the sky. The dark clouds rolled, and the white light as thick as a bucket of thunder fell straight down.

A thunderbolt, the red dragon roared and withstood it.

Two thunderbolts, the corners of the red dragon's mouth bleed.

Three thunderbolts, the red dragon scale armor shattered.

......

It wasn't until the ninth purple thunder smashed down that the red dragon finally couldn't hold on, and let out an unwilling roar, which exploded violently.

The dragon's blood swayed, staining the Tiannan Sea red.

The clouds cleared, and the dust settled.

The hot wind of Tiannan blew across the sea, swept away an illusory dragon soul, submerged into the red dust world, and was reincarnated as a human.

At the beginning of the year, he grew up, and he was handsome. His surname is Du Ziren, and he travels in China by car.

At this point, the memory screen is mutilated.

Thirty years later, the light and shadow have changed. The middle-aged Du Ziren held the seal of the ghost emperor of the Quartet, standing proudly on the top of Luofu Mountain in Tiannan.

Behind him, there were a group of ghost soldiers kneeling, respectfully called the 'Southern Ghost Emperor'.

Time flies, and a thousand years have passed. On this day, Du Ziren rested in the main hall on the top of the mountain, and a ghostly ghost with a roe head and rat eyes looked around at no one on the left and right, and secretly ran in.

Taking advantage of Du Ziren's soul wandering too weak, the ghost pawn stole the ghost emperor seal that he placed on the cases in front of him.

Half a day later, Du Ziren's soul returned from the tour, and after missing the ghost emperor's seal, he hurriedly pinched his fingers and asked the sky.

As if he had an understanding, he sighed softly......

The light and shadow have changed again, and it is already a borderless world, the western border of Yizhou, and there is no wind cliff.

At the foot of the cliff, Feng Yi held a long knife and fought a bloody battle with a group of black tiger guards. Zheng Liuyun probed his palm, Feng Yi felt it in his heart, turned over and kicked Zheng Liuyun's right chest.

At this moment, a gap opened in the sky, and an illusory ghost shadow rolled up with a boxy blue-gray stone seal, falling from the gap to the world.

As if summoned by the breath of death, the ghost smiled loudly and disappeared into Zheng Liuyun, who had just been cut off from life.

And the square stone seal also appeared in Zheng Liuyun's hand without warning.

Zheng Liuyun grinned, but he didn't notice that Feng Yi's long knife had pierced his chest and abdomen.

......

The light and shadow completely dissipated, and this incomplete memory was also buried deep in Feng Yi's heart under the blowing of the autumn wind at night.

He suddenly came back to his senses, and finally understood what the Quartet Stone Seal was, and finally understood why Zheng Liuyun was at a loss when he was fighting for life and death.

All the truth was revealed, but Feng Yi was puzzled, "Since this thing is the magic weapon of the Southern Ghost Emperor of another world, why does it recognize me as the master?"

Just as he was wondering, he suddenly felt another thought rush into his mind.

This idea is not complicated, it seems to be a scripture, only a thousand words.

The name of the book is "Great Compassion".

"It's ...... Du Ziren combined what he learned in his two lifetimes and developed the exercises?"

Feng Yi's heart fluctuated, and his hands and feet trembled uncontrollably.

Where is the world where Du Ziren is, Feng Yi doesn't know. But he knew that Du Ziren was one of the few people in that world with the highest cultivation.

Is it a general practice created by combining the knowledge of two lifetimes?

But as soon as his thoughts turned, Feng Yi couldn't help but feel gloomy.

"My dantian has been shattered, even if this "Great Compassion Fu" is mysterious and mysterious, and it is comparable to the Heavenly Rank and Superior Exercises, I can't cultivate it. Alas......"

The boundless world, whether it is exercises, martial arts, or occult arts, is divided into three orders and nine grades.

Gongfa, as the name suggests, is the method of cultivation, which can also be called the method of internal strength.

Martial arts, on the other hand, are external skills, which are fists and feet skills that kill enemies and hurt people. As for the occult arts, it is a supreme secret technique that can only be cultivated and used by stepping through the inner realm of the occult cultivation gate, advancing to the metaphysical realm, and becoming a true occult cultivator.

It can call the wind and rain, move mountains and reclaim the sea, move the stars and turn the bucket, and can also soar the clouds and drive the fog, and travel 30,000 miles a day.

The law is divided into three levels, heaven, earth, and man, and each level is divided into upper, middle and lower grades.

For example, the Dragon Yin Sect's peerless "Dragon Hidden Technique" that Feng Yi practiced before was just a low-level martial art. Even so, it is extremely precious and beyond the reach of ordinary people.

That Zheng Huai in terms of talent, roots, and perseverance is difficult to compare with Feng Yi. But he was lucky enough to get the inheritance of the Venerable Master Hongliang and learn the high-grade exercises of the human level.

If there is no accident, he will be able to break through the internal breath one day and become a Tongxuan cultivator.

The bright future is naturally not comparable to Feng Yi, who has only cultivated the human rank technique "Dragon Hidden Technique", and it is no wonder that the Dragon Yin Sect will give up Feng Yi and set up Zheng Huai as the young master of the sect.

"Alas......"

Another long sigh, from Feng Yi's heart.

The world is bumpy, and the road ahead is as black as the abyss, how to step forward?

Feng Yi was melancholy, dazed and desolate, casually flipped through the scriptures of "Great Compassion Fu" imprinted in the depths of his memory.

At first glance, I couldn't help but tremble.

"This ......"

Although Du Ziren is a human body, he was the prince of the South China Sea Dragon Clan in his previous life. The "Great Compassion Fu" he developed and created combined the practice methods of the South China Sea Dragon Clan, and naturally found a new way, which was different from ordinary exercises.

This method does not repair the dantian, but repairs the front chest and the palace.

Jianggong, also known as the Jizhong acupoint, contains the breath of heart fire, which is the place where the heart fire is born.

In the world called Huaxia where Du Ziren is located, the South China Sea Dragon Clan belongs to fire, and this method is in line with the true meaning of the fire dragon.

At the same time, the Jizhong acupoint is also one of the few fatal acupoints in the human body. If you are not careful, you will set yourself on fire and die.

The degree of danger of cultivating "Great Compassion Fu" is self-evident.

There are often two sides to everything in the world, and danger must be accompanied by rich rewards. Cultivating the Great Compassion Fu is certainly dangerous, but if you think about it backwards, this method must also be extraordinary.

Moreover, this matter does not allow Feng Yi to think too much.

His dantian has been destroyed, and ordinary exercises will definitely not be cultivated. Since Meng Tian is fortunate to have obtained such a mystical skill as "Great Compassion Fu", what is the danger and difficulty?

"Death is not afraid, what does it matter if you are in danger!"

Feng Yi was determined to make up his mind, and the gloom in his heart was swept away.

According to the "Great Compassion Fu", the vitality of heaven and earth is like an evil dragon, violent and rebellious, and not controlled by man. If you practice this method, you need to spread your mind and drive the evil dragon into the prison cage of the Jiang Palace with great perseverance. Then he mobilized the fire of his heart and burned the evil dragon.

When the Vitality Evil Dragon is burned away with all the impurities and turned into a little bit of Yuan Force Essence, the Nine-Layer Xuangong can be regarded as a beginner.

Collect the essence of ninety-nine eighty-one yuan power, condense into the dragon fetus of yuan force, so far the first layer of "Great Compassion Fu" has been completed.

And "Great Compassion Fu" is not just a metaphysical exercise, which also records nine secret techniques. or the external martial arts of resisting the enemy and killing people, or the occult art of controlling the power of the Yuan to move mountains and mountains, all of them are powerful and strange.

However, each of the nine secret techniques has its own cultivation restrictions, and it can only be practiced and used after reaching the cultivation level that matches it.

The secret technique attached to the first level of the realm is called 'Bagua Wandering Dragon Palm', which is an external martial art.

Feng Yi hadn't even started "Great Compassion Fu" at this time, so he naturally had no time to delve into this gossip and dragon palm.

Regardless of foreign affairs, let's strive for the introduction of Xuangong first.

Feng Yi gritted his teeth, sweated, and according to the record of "Great Compassion Fu", he captured the vitality of heaven and earth hurriedly floating by his side, and then scattered his mind and thoughts, and violently drove away.

The vitality counterattacked, and Feng Yi only felt like a thousand pounds of hammer smashed into his heart.

His clenched teeth loosened slightly, and a mouthful of suffocating blood could no longer be held back and spurted out.

"Go on!"

Feng Yi roared angrily in his heart, gritted his teeth again, and insisted desperately.

Sweat soaked his clothes, fell down the hem of his clothes, and fell apart.

"It's all hard and painful, how can you stop my intention to cultivate?"

The Vitality Evil Dragon was three inches away from his body, and Feng Yi seemed to have exhausted all his mental strength and spirit.

was in a trance for a while, and fell short again.

"Either you will be reduced to an ordinary man from now on and be bullied for the rest of your life, or you will die ......"

Feng Yi was unwilling and did it again.

Three-inch, two-inch, one-inch......

The Vitality Dragon roared and resisted, rushing and roaring, but Feng Yi's stubborn insistence never slackened for half a minute.

Finally, the evil dragon entered the body and was trapped in the prison of the Jiang Palace.

It is fierce and violent. Feng Yi didn't dare to slack off, and hurriedly mobilized his anger and forcibly suppressed it.

The heart belongs to the fire, the heart is the fire of the heart, and the heart is sad, so it is called "Great Compassion".

The power of the fire of the heart can burn the sky, the earth, the heaven and the earth, nothing can not be burned in a fire.

But for hundreds of millions of years throughout the ages, in the vast and boundless world, there are only so few people who have cultivated the heart fire that can burn heaven and earth. Those people, without exception, have become famous and boundless legends.

Although the vitality dragon is crazy and violent, Feng Yi's surging heart and fire qi that belongs to the young man's son is not general.

The two clashed, and the dragon retreated.

retreated again and again, and was finally forced to the corner of the palace by the fire of his heart, roaring silently, but still stubbornly insisting on his unyielding wildness.

Feng Yi let out a long breath of turbidity, only to feel tired, as if he had been doing heavy work for three or five days in a row.

At this point, he couldn't hold on any longer, and fell asleep.

It's just that he didn't know that the next moment after he fainted, a blue light suddenly appeared in the palm of his left hand.

The blue light flashed out a few times, suddenly changed with the wind, and condensed into a magnificent stone gate with an ancient momentum and full of vicissitudes.

The stone door is double-leafed, and on the head of the door, three blood-colored characters are carved in seal body, "ghost door pass".

"Quack ......"

The night crow chirped, and the autumn wind rose again, blowing into the wooden house, and brushing Feng Yi's body.

The blue light swayed and suddenly dispersed. The ghost gate also disappeared into the gloomy night, never to be seen again.