The connection between the old blind man and the Zhan Clan is self-evident, if everyone in the Xiuzhen Realm knows that in addition to the berserkers, there is also an orphan in the Zhan Clan, I am afraid it will directly cause an uproar. However, compared with the identity of the old blind man of the great thief in the Northern Plains, it can even provoke the nerves of the power of the major families and sects in the Cangming Sea, I am afraid that it is the three clans of the barbarian war, which has a great connection with the three volumes of ancient books!

The old blind man of the Northern Plains thief Zeng Dao said that the runes on his forehead were unique ancient texts in ancient books.

And this rune is some kind of secret method used by the war clan to control the slaves in the family.

Obviously, the War Clan must have mastered some of the abilities of the three volumes of the ancient books.

The three volumes of the ancient book, Heaven and Earth Man, just mentioning this name is enough to make all the monks crazy and crazy about it.

However, what Ji Fei was thinking at this time was not the three volumes of ancient books.

What he thought of was the ghost book left behind by Lord Yinsi... It is said that this ancient book was placed in the hall of the underworld, and it implied the tantric method of entering the second realm of monasticism. This is also the reason why forty-five years ago, the three sages and Dao Zun went crazy in order to enter the Yin Si Palace.

It's only been nearly fifty years, and I haven't heard anything about the two Dao Venerables and the Three Sages.

Ji Fei, the old blind man and Yun Han, the three of them floated across the sea of sorrow on the raft of sorrow that was difficult to give, and gradually approached the sea of sorrow.

The three of them understood that if they wanted to see the master of the five seas, they didn't have a certain strength, and if they didn't defeat the apprentice of the Wuliu Jun, they were afraid that it would be impossible to meet him. Moreover, in these five seas, the undercurrent is surging, and every step is full of dangers, and only by defeating the masters of the seas and obtaining the raft can we pass through the five seas.

The sea of sorrow is close in front of you, and after passing the sea of sorrow, the raft of sorrow sank to the bottom of the sea and disappeared.

Standing on the surface of the sea alone, he is dressed similarly to hatred and sorrow, but the color of his clothes is a little different.

"Sorrow and sorrow have been waiting for you for a long time!" he clenched his fists from afar, his face was sad, and he looked very weird.

Ji Fei also clenched his fists and said with a smile: "In this case, Ji doesn't talk nonsense, then it will be a lot of offense!"

At this moment, I am afraid that the Lord of the Five Seas, the Fifth Rank Monarch, has already known about the arrival of Ji Fei and the three of them.

"Okay, just one battle! If you win me, take the raft of sorrow. Sadness said lightly.

When Ji Fei heard this, he suddenly shattered the void, stepped on his body, and came directly to the face of the miserable, and with a bang, the violent fist intent directly blasted towards the miserable.

"It's a good time!" the sad man laughed, stretching out his hands, his left hand pinching the ancient recipe, while his right hand slowly leaned forward.

With a bang, Ji Fei felt an unimaginable violent energy bombardment on his body, this energy, which was different from Yuan Force and Spiritual Power, relatively speaking, seemed to be a kind of artistic conception of power.

"I see...", Ji Fei stepped lightly on the waves, and his body flew upside down.

That's right, it's a mood power.

And this artistic conception of sadness is sadness.

Cultivating one's own artistic conception with compassion is of great benefit to the breakthrough to the peak period in the future.

"The Five Seas is worthy of being the land of the Hidden Dragon and the Crouching Tiger, and the Taoist friends are just the cultivation of the early stage of the gods, and the artistic conception can be so powerful!"

The sad expression remained unchanged, and he said with a sad look: "Daoyou has won the prize, but the next two levels will definitely not be as simple as in the next one..."

Ji Fei's color changed slightly, and the next sea of bitterness and heart was naturally difficult, and it seemed that the two of them had a comprehension of the artistic conception, compared to the sadness, was only strong and not weak.

However, the sad artistic conception has not taken shape after all, otherwise, it will be difficult for Ji Fei to resist his blow!

Thinking like this, although Ji Fei was a little jealous, he didn't take it to heart after all.

But the next trick of the tragedy really surprised Ji Fei.

The sad hands pinched the ancient recipe and shouted softly: "Great compassion recipe!"

In an instant, a desolate and miserable aura centered on him and emanated from his body, this desolate and miserable aura condensed behind the miserable and turned into a terrifying beast, independent of the void, opened its bloody mouth, and devoured Ji Fei.

"This kind of artistic conception..."Ji Fei was slightly stunned, this sad and miserable breath flowed rapidly, rolling towards this side, just being contaminated for a moment, his heart had a little more sad feelings for no reason, this kind of emotion slowly guided Ji Fei's heart, and even the Dao heart may be touched!

Ji Fei was startled, sensing the danger inside, and he quickly retreated.

Artistic conception is the cornerstone of the domain, and in a sense, the artistic conception is shrouded in the atmosphere, and the domain has the same effect.

Ji Fei didn't dare to underestimate it, and his figure kept retreating.

When he estimated that he had retreated three hundred zhang, the desolate and miserable aura that lingered beside Ji Fei had eased a lot.

The sorrow of pinching the great compassion said lightly: "If you don't defeat me, it will be difficult to get through the sea of sorrow." ”

On the other side, Yun Han and the old blind man watched the battle.

Yun Han's face showed a sad expression, "This sorrow is really terrifying, just the cultivation in the early stage of the god, you can easily manipulate your own artistic conception, and derive your own law, your own way!"

"Ji Fei wants to break through this sad situation, it's difficult!" the old blind man sighed, as if he could feel the desolate atmosphere in the void for no reason. "After all, this kind of artistic conception can actually affect me and others a little. ”

...

The recipe for great compassion is the method of sorrow and the path of sorrow.

At the same time, it is also the embodiment of his artistic conception of practice.

The two looked at each other from afar, and with the passage of time, Ji Fei, who had been silent, launched an offensive again, and at this time, his speed suddenly reached an extremely terrifying level, such a speed made Yun Han and the old blind man next to him directly stunned.

In the void, only the wind is heard, but no one is seen.

"Is this the true cultivation of Daoist Ji Fei?"

The sound of the wind was like a dragon's roar, and wherever his body passed, there was a dragon's roar in the void.

At the same time, in the void beside him, there are all kinds of wonderful methods that have been derived, and the empty ones are not empty, and the intervening ones are not separated, and they sweep through the void as if they were walking on the ground. His speed was extremely fast, and he quickly broke through ten thousand laws, hoping to rush through the tragic and miserable artistic conception as quickly as possible, and directly give the heaviest blow to the miserable.

However, even though Ji Fei had run the Dragon Trick and the Taixu Sutra, when he entered the tragic and miserable mood of great compassion, he was still directly affected by his heart!

In the artistic conception of great compassion, Ji Fei's heart directly shows the mood of great compassion.

At this moment, sadness filled his heart for no reason.

"Crossing!"

Sorrow and grief were low.

At the end of the sea of sorrow, there is the sea of sorrow. When the sorrow is thick, it turns into sorrow, and the word that comes out of his mouth hits Ji Fei's heart, making him fall into the sea of sorrow forever, and it is difficult to redeem himself.

At this moment, Ji Fei, who was in the artistic conception of great compassion, fell into the sea of sorrow, like entering the reincarnation of a lifetime.

His heart is filled with endless sadness, even any ordinary little thing can make him grieve excessively.

But Ji Fei has a lucid realm in the deepest part of his mind, and subconsciously Ji Fei also knows that the reason why he has become the current scene is because of the great sadness and sadness. However, sinking is sinking, and if he himself can't get out of the artistic conception created by others, no one else can help him.

In the sea of sorrow, the sorrow and hardship stand quietly.

In front of him, Ji Fei sat cross-legged on the sea with his eyes closed, and Yun Han and the old blind man on the other side were extremely worried.

"Looking at this situation, Ji Fei Daoyou is afraid that he has fallen into the great sorrowful mood of sorrow!" the old blind man sighed, "It seems that where we came from and where we have to go back." ”

Yun Han said: "It seems that we have failed!"

However, at this time, although Ji Fei was in the Great Compassion Mood, his Dao Heart was not lost, and the last wisp of consciousness was still guarding the Dao Heart.

"Huh?!" At this time, a mysterious aura suddenly spread from Ji Fei's body.

Then, with a bang, his clothes bulged, and an artistic conception different from the artistic conception of great compassion permeated out.

This artistic conception, desolate, sad, and prosperous, prosperous, and the world's various states, seems to manifest in an artistic conception. The mood is changing, sometimes born, sometimes dead, life brings prosperity and prosperity, and death brings desolation and sorrow, but no matter what, this is a reincarnation.

With Ji Fei sitting cross-legged as the center, the artistic conception of reincarnation slowly spreads!

At this time, the sorrow was shocked, he clung to the Dao heart, and at the same time urged his great compassion artistic conception, wanting to resist the erosion of Ji Fei's reincarnation artistic conception, because at this time, the reincarnation artistic conception emanating from Ji Fei's body seemed to be a glutton, and it was actually slowly devouring the great sad artistic conception.

However, the tragic efforts were in vain.

After all, the artistic conception of great compassion was annihilated in Ji Fei's artistic conception of reincarnation.

At this time, the people who are in a passive state are replaced by miserable.

The artistic conception of reincarnation swirled and radiated, and the sorrow quickly retreated, and the great compassion couldn't resist the artistic conception of reincarnation, but after all, he was a step slower and was directly enveloped in the artistic conception of reincarnation.

As soon as you enter reincarnation, your mind and mind fall into reincarnation.

The sadness was lost in an instant, and at this time, Ji Fei also stopped in time.

He got up and slowly opened his eyes, "If it weren't for the great compassion of Daoyou, the reincarnation artistic conception in the next place, I'm afraid it wouldn't have been stimulated." ”

Sad, his heart was shocked, and he was awakened by Ji Fei's words, at this time he woke up, his face was ashamed, and he hugged his fists and said: "I didn't expect that what Daoyou felt was the artistic conception of reincarnation, so instead, he got an axe at the end of work." ”

Ji Fei shook his head and said, "What Daoyou did, but there are also merits. ”

He refers to the method of self-derivation, the way of self-derivation, the secret of great compassion!

This is indeed outstanding.

Sorrow shook his head politely, "In this case, Daoist friends can be regarded as winning, and they can naturally live in this sea of sorrow!" As he spoke, Sorrow threw out a bamboo raft from his sleeve, flashing with black light, "This magic weapon is a sorrowful raft, and Daoist friends can take it to cross the sea of sorrow." ”

"Thank you, friend of the way. Ji Fei and the three of them boarded the raft of sorrow and swung away with the waves.