Guixu condenses the essence of the sea water in the entire boundless sea area and accumulates endless years. Not to mention the blessed land of caves, even the spiritual energy in the holy land of falling bones is far from comparable to Guixu.

Zhang Yifeng sat cross-legged, his soul moved, and led the jade slip, and the mystery of the Tianshi Art reflected into the sea of ​​consciousness.

"It is indeed an extremely magical technique. It divides one's body with the seven emotions and six desires, and turns into the thirteen incarnations."

Zhang Yifeng was amazed by visualizing the exquisiteness of this technique.

It is said to be the incarnation of the fourteen paths, but it separates the seven emotions and six desires, and this itself has completely become a useless person. After all, it is the incarnation of the thirteen paths.

But what the thirteen incarnations can provide is a full thirteen times the speed of practice.

"Boy, you have thought that if there is a lust that cannot be recovered, even if there is no life in the ten deaths, even if the sacred comes here, it will not be able to save you."

After Mr. Tong finished speaking, Zhang Yifeng chuckled and said, "Since you have chosen this path, what can you regret?"

As he spoke, as he moved his mind, Zhang Yifeng's soul immediately felt a pulling and tearing. At this moment, the seven emotions and six desires were vivid, either anger, sadness, joy, quietness, or annoyance. One head that was exactly the same as Zhang Yifeng but had different expressions dragged his illusory body and escaped from Zhang Yifeng's body.

The coldness swept through the Guixu abyss around him became more and more bone-thrusting. Zhang Yifeng took a deep breath and slowly closed his eyes. Thirteen external bodies transformed into entrenched in front of him, each with its own characteristics. It was Zhang Yifeng's seven emotions and six desires.

"Sure enough, it's not as simple as I thought."

Even though there is a suppression of the sacred tree of wisdom in the sea of ​​consciousness, when these seven emotions and six desires are stripped out, this situation is far less optimistic than Zhang Yifeng thought.

The seven emotions and six desires are lost at this moment. Each kind of desire is the extreme of the extreme. If it were not for the power of the wisdom tree to control the period, the pressure would probably be much greater.

Zhang Yifeng stretched out his hand and threw it away. The Divine Light Palace fell in the center of everyone. Fourteen figures surrounded it into a circle. The dark sea water around it coiled into a whirlpool, surging waves of sea animals, gathering towards the Divine Light Palace.

"go!"

After a long time, Zhang Yifeng shouted loudly, and the other thirteen external bodies were simultaneously transformed into the immortal energy in their bodies, pouring into the divine light palace, undergoing tempering in the first level of heaven and earth, turning into the power of the human world, filling one's body.

The reserves of fairy energy have not changed at all, but this speed has been directly increased by thirteen times.

Drops of pure and pure human Taoist power belonging to Zhang Yifeng's own body gather in Zhang Yifeng's body. Every half hour, a drop of human Taoist essence can be condensed.

As time passed, Zhang Yifeng himself became increasingly haggard. After losing the blessing of these seven emotions and six desires, Zhang Yifeng himself seemed to have become a puppet, and even his spiritual wisdom was gradually dissipating.

"This practice of practice cannot last too long, otherwise, even if you have the blessing of the Divine Tree of Wisdom, your spiritual consciousness will be dispersed. At that time, even if you have thousands of abilities, it will be useless."

Zhang Yifeng thought so, there was no sun and moon under the sea, and Zhang Yifeng didn't know how long he had been practicing. He only felt that most of the Haiyuan under Guixu Abyss had been swallowed and spitted away by him.

At this moment, Zhang Yifeng was like a piece of fine steel that had been hit by thousands of chisels and thousands of blows, and the fairy spirit around him was extremely solid.

This is not only because of the blessing of the Tianshi Art, but also because of the practice of the Divine Light Palace, but also because of Hai Yuan's refinement of his body.

"call!"

Zhang Yifeng himself grew a breath of turbid air, and the air flow was spitting out, bent, and it actually set off a whirlpool under the sea, floating towards the distance into a tornado under the sea.

"receive!"

As Zhang Yifeng condensed his soul, the seven emotions and six desires were retracted, without any stagnation.

After leaving the body for so long, Zhang Yifeng felt that his mind was a little unconscious, and he could even be said to be confused.

After wrapping his arms around his chest for a long time, Zhang Yifeng felt that his consciousness gradually recovered, and the sea of ​​consciousness became bright and bright under the blessing of the sacred tree of wisdom.

Then a breath of turbid air was exhaled, and Zhang Yifeng opened his eyes, and Guixu's eyes looked extremely transparent.

"In this practice, the five percent of the immortal energy in the body has turned into the power of the human world. Once again, the power of the human world can be completely condensed. At that time, the Nine-Turnful Reincarnation Promotion of the Cytopathy can enter the third level."

Now Zhang Yifeng has three levels of Taoist power except for the hungry ghost realm, namely Shura Dao Power, human Dao Power and the Origin of Heavenly Dao. However, Shura Dao Power is too thin, and the Origin of Heavenly Dao is too powerful, far from what Zhang Yifeng can control today.

Because of this, the third level of the Nine Revolutions of the Mysterious Art of Reincarnation is naturally based on the power of the human world.

"But without that demon cave, the practice of the Chaos Demon Sutra has not improved for a long time..."

Zhang Yifeng thought, now the Nine-Turn Mysterious Art of Reincarnation has entered the second level, but the Chaos Heavenly Demon Sutra is still in the first level, and it only accepts Zhuanru's aura power and can turn into Chaos Gods and Demons. However, Zhang Yifeng has not mastered all the abilities of Chaos Gods and Demons.

"Slowly, don't try to be quick."

At this moment, Zhuan Ru's voice suddenly sounded in Zhang Yifeng's mind.

Zhang Yifeng nodded and responded, put away the Divine Light Palace in front of him, and slowly headed towards Emperor Xuan and Master Tong.

Emperor Xuan looked at Zhang Yifeng with a little disbelief in his eyes.

"My friend, your emotions and desires seem to be a little different from others?"

Mr. Tong was also amazed: "You kid, you may be able to practice freely even if you abandon your emotions and six desires."

Zhang Yifeng chuckled and said, "Or why would I say this Tianshi Jue was prepared for me?"

"It's really the same as you said."

Emperor Xuan laughed, not caring at all about Zhang Yifeng swallowing so many Haiyuan in this Guixu Abyss.

At this moment, Zhang Yifeng felt that the fairy aura in his body had reached a limit, and he was only one step away from reaching the Great Perfection of the Immortal Lord.

Shortly after breaking through the late stage of the Immortal Lord, he will break through the Great Perfection of the Immortal Lord one after another. If such a thing is spread, I am afraid no one will believe it, but it really happened to Zhang Yifeng.

"My friend, don't forget the agreement between you and me. To set foot on a mountain and sea in the future, the blood feud of our clan must speak to Emperor Zhenwu."

"Don't worry, senior, I will never forget it."

"Then go, I have nothing to help my friend. The old turtle will have a breath when the Zhitian Si is coming, and I will definitely come to help."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Yifeng felt warm. I have to say that the Northern Wu Ao tribe is really a true nature.

With a bow to Emperor Xuan, Zhang Yifeng's body flew around, and now he had swallowed so many Haiyuan, even under the Guixu Abyss, he was still strolling in the garden.

As Zhang Yifeng left the Youyuan and returned to the Beiwu Ao clan palace, he saw Qing Yurou's face full of sorrow and no Xuan Qingxuan's figure was seen.

"What happened?"

Zhang Yifeng spoke, his figure swayed and calm. When he saw Zhang Yifeng, the sadness on Qing Yurou's face dissipated a little: "Go and help Xuan Qingxuan, the Beiwu Ao tribe is in trouble."
Chapter completed!