After entering the gray prohibition, there was nothing unusual here, but for some reason, Ji Fei felt a heartfelt admiration and depression when he was here.

It was like a lowly slave facing his master, a slave whose heart was fearful, and he could not resist in the slightest.

And at this moment, unconsciously, Ji Fei's eyes were a little dazed, but then Ji Fei snorted coldly, and his confused eyes gradually became clear.

Before, there was an invisible liliang in the darkness that was affecting his mind, and under this invisible liliang, it was difficult for Ji Fei to raise the liliang of resistance.

But Ji Fei's mind was so firm, and in the endless secluded years in the phantom array, his heart was even harder than iron, as for the current impact of that strange liliang fluctuation, it was only a moment.

Ji Fei's heart was cold, and he began to be extremely cautious about the unknown prohibition in front of him: the invisible is the most terrifying, just like mortals are afraid of ghosts, but what ghosts look like is the most terrifying, and the invisible is the most terrifying.

Ji Fei looked at the endless misty and chaotic fog in front of him and took a step, he had no clue about this prohibition, the fog under his eyes had already blocked his vision, and he had no way to start.

He took this step, and suddenly an extremely majestic and terrifying spiritual pressure rose from here, although it was not as terrifying as the last ban "ghost seeing sorrow", but it was still not to be underestimated, but Ji Fei was already extremely familiar with this, without the slightest fear.

And at this moment, a faint voice came from here.

"What is the Tao?"

This is an extremely old voice, the vicissitudes of life, all these extremely long-term time spans seem to be only in the voice of the old man's vicissitudes.

Ji Fei snorted coldly and said: "How slim is the avenue, the Tao is the Tao, the Tao is you and me, the Tao is everything, and the Tao is everything!"

The sound of vicissitudes did not sound, and the place suddenly moved, and an extremely terrifying artistic conception descended on this heaven and earth.

The sound of the slightest air tearing suddenly sounded here, as if the void was torn apart by an invisible big hand, the void suddenly sank, Ji Fei's footsteps sank, and his body was pressed into the ground for several feet!

The pupils in Ji Fei's eyes shrank, and he looked at the endless mist in front of him, as if he had a kind of Sumeru illusion at this time.

His eyes showed a trace of unbelievable shock, looking at the fog in front of him, Ji Fei felt that time and space were reversed, and an old man appeared in front of him, this old man was just a cultivator in the late Yuan Infant period, but there was an extremely terrifying artistic conception power on his body!

The power of this artistic conception is his Dao realm......

It's hard to imagine, but it's just that the cultivation in the late Yuan Infant period was able to comprehend a realm similar to the artistic conception of the Great Dao.

At this time, the old man seemed to feel Ji Fei's eyes, and there was a trace of confusion in his eyes, and he muttered alone: "Everything is available, even the false Dao realm can be perceived, but why?"

...... How can we break through this late infancy?"

After saying that, the old man's old face showed a look of confusion and incomprehension, he sighed, and then without saying a word, he casually looked into the void.

At this point, the air suddenly condensed, and the heavens and the earth were even shocked!

And the old man's direction is towards Ji Fei......

Through the endless void, extending the endless years, the old man's casual, but containing the old man's own way, flew towards Ji.

At this time, Ji Fei's face showed a trace of confusion and confusion, although the old man was close to him in his eyes, he had an extremely distant feeling, as if the two were not the same Shijie person.

It's a real feeling, it's there, but it's hard to touch...... Ji Fei was puzzled, could it be the phantom array?

"No, this is not a phantom array at all, I can even feel that the power of that point is so real, and the coercion that suddenly descends here is so real. ”

Ji Fei muttered to himself, evolving all kinds of unimaginable things here in his heart, Huo Ran's eyes lit up.

"This old man gives me an illusory and untouchable feeling, could it be that I and this old man don't exist in the same space at all?

Or do they exist in the same space, but in different time and space?"

Ji Fei said slowly, and at this moment, a kind of artistic conception power suddenly appeared in front of him, but the power of this artistic conception was very weak, almost equivalent to the realm of the Great Perfection in the late stage of fetal breath.

The power of this artistic conception is extremely powerful, as if it is an invisible sword stabbing at Ji Fei's eyes!

Ji Fei snorted coldly, he didn't care about the power of the artistic conception in the late stage of fetal breath at all.

The power of this weird artistic conception in front of him and the half-artistic conception in his body can't be compared at all!

The power of the half-way artistic conception in his body, although it is only half the way, has already been enlightened, but the power of the old man's artistic conception has not been enlightened, so the appearance of the artistic conception of the Tao is merely incomparable, and its power cannot be compared with the power of the half-way artistic conception in Ji Fei's body.

Ji Fei wiped the storage bag, and the ancient sword appeared in his hand, and the invisible power of artistic conception in front of him was already imminent.

Without saying a word, the spiritual power in his body flowed, and the Qingyun Four Style Sword Technique was as elegant as Qingyun, and it naturally poured out from the ancient sword in his hand like flowing water.

At the beginning, Ji Fei was suffering from not having the big sword in his hand, so it was difficult for the Qingyun Sword Technique to exert its true power at all, and now he got the Meteor Butterfly Sword of Lang, which can be described as a fish in water, and the current Qingyun Sword Technique is far from being comparable to before.

At this time, Ji Fei's side seemed to be shrouded in green clouds, and he couldn't see the reality at all, and at this moment, four sword movements like streamers suddenly burst out from Ji Fei's elegant figure.

Qingyun slash, Qingyun shattered, Qingyun split, quasi-swordwalking!

The four styles rushed towards Ji Fei's eyes like green clouds, only to hear a bang as if porcelain was shattering, and the invisible power of artistic conception was easily dissolved by Ji Fei.

As soon as Ji Fei put away the ancient sword, his mouth was muffled, and a trace of blood slowly overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

Before that invisible artistic conception collapsed, Ji Fei suddenly felt the old man's Tao from that artistic conception.

It is a kind of indomitable, fearless, immortal momentum!

This kind of artistic conception of the Tao is to never look back, blindly move forward, even if the body is drenched in blood, but still have no fear.

This is the way of the old man, that is, the way of putting oneself to death and being reborn!

For this reason, the old man is indomitable, even if there is a mountain of swords and a sea of fire in front of him, but the old man is indomitable......

This is the way that the old man pursues, and he is unstoppable!

Under this invisible momentum, even if Ji Fei dissolved his artistic conception, it was difficult to resist the old man's indomitable momentum, so he was injured.

Ji Fei's "Dao" is persistence, although he experienced many conspiracies at the beginning, but there was still a trace of kindness in his heart, so he could not achieve the ruthless avenue, and in the phantom array of Sima Mad Demon, Ji Fei realized that his Tao was actually "persistence".

The old man was able to form an artistic conception with the cultivation of the late Yuan Infant, and Ji Fei was just taking the most primitive step on the vast road of asking.

He has his own Tao in his heart, but he has not formed his own Dao artistic conception, that is to say, he cannot form a Dao realm.

Although the old man had realized his own Dao realm, his life was only in the late Yuan Infant period, and he had not achieved Taoism at all, let alone attained Taoism.

However, the half-way artistic conception in Ji Fei's body is a trace of five-point artistic conception, which is far from being comparable to the newly formed artistic conception of the old man.

To put it bluntly, this process is actually the only way for cultivators to seek the Tao.

The one who asks the Tao must first know his "Tao." Everything in the world is the Tao, and the Tao is all things...... Tao begets one, one begets two, two begets three, three begets all things, all things are chaotic, and chaos begets the avenue. And Jifei's "way of perseverance" is just the most basic and common way.

Next, the cultivator is to embark on the path of enlightenment, and then he can form his own artistic conception of the Tao, but this artistic conception does not have the "enlightenment", and still attains the enlightenment, and the ultimate goal of the enlightenment is to "attain the enlightenment".

And the half-way artistic conception in Ji Fei's body, although he has not attained the Dao, is only half a step away from the realm of the Dao, but half a step is a world of difference.

......

Ji Fei put away the ancient sword and looked at the endless mist in front of him, where was there an old man, but there was still a trace of blood on the corner of his mouth.

All this confirmed what he thought in his heart, that old man must have been a monk tens of thousands of years ago or thousands of years ago, and that blow must have gone through endless years before attacking Ji Fei's body today!

The great monk in the late Yuan Infant period, with a random blow, has experienced the baptism of the years, but the power has been greatly reduced but it is the cultivation of the late stage of the fetal breath, the vicissitudes of the world, and the most ruthless one is time and space.

At the beginning, the great power of the late Yuan Infant who was proud of the party turned out to be short of breath, and was blocked by Ji Fei under one blow, which can be described as extremely helpless.

Ji Fei seemed to hear a faint sigh, "What is the Dao?

Ji Fei understood, presumably this was the voice of the old man, his voice was full of endless helplessness and sorrow, the listener cried, Ji Fei's heart moved, and he couldn't help but sigh, the questioner pursued eternal life, but he fell short, and he would eventually turn into a handful of loess, pitiful!

This voice was the old man's dying sigh, and in an instant, Ji Fei's heart moved, and he seemed to understand the identity of this person.

This old man must be the first sect master of Huang Yanzong......

Ji Fei took a deep breath, and suddenly the negative thoughts in his heart disappeared in an instant, and the voice had already disappeared into the endless years with the old man, Ji Fei didn't say a word, and stepped out directly, walking towards the depths of the gray mist.

As soon as Ji Fei took a step, his face changed greatly, and at this time, another infant monk appeared in front of him, but this monk was exactly the same as the old man before, and he had already died.

What Ji Fei saw must have been their projection tens of thousands of years ago......