At this moment, none of them noticed the night dance frost that kept gushing blood from their mouths, and even the high-level officials ignored its existence, which was really too shocking at this moment. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

At this time, everyone's hearts twitched violently, and it was difficult to control the shock and excitement in their hearts, and the passionate emotions were extremely complicated, but they were all unanimously excited and shocked.

Because behind Wen Yiming, the dark golden pillar of light suddenly shone brightly, and the upward trend was not an exaggeration to describe it as soaring in a straight line.

"Heaven-level inferior grade"

"Ah!! heaven-level mid-grade"

"Top-grade, still soaring???"

The exclamation was almost a heartfelt roar, but it stopped abruptly, and there was an instant silence.

The ground of the entire Sage Square suddenly shook, and the Sage Monument continued to shake as if it could not bear it, and a terrifying sound came from it

'Click, click, click'

All the high-level officials roared in their hearts at the same time, and almost burst out, and the situation in front of them was obviously a sign that the Sage Monument was about to explode.

How is it possible, the heaven-level is of the highest grade! What else? This is the voice of everyone.

The sound of cracking was endless, making countless people worried and nervous, but full of anticipation.

Meng Wuregret furrowed his white eyebrows like knives, and slowly looked up at the sky that was gradually darkening.

Immediately afterwards, people kept looking up at the sky, and they found that it was only too early for the sun, and the sun was still early at dusk, but the sky was strangely dark.

The number of three breaths

The wind rises, rolling up the yellow leaves that have fallen all over the ground before.

The clouds surged, and the clouds that covered the sky were dense, but they left a gap in the slanting sun.

The fog is falling, the temperature of the air is dropping, and the thin mist is stirring in the wind along with the yellow leaves.

The rain falls, the drizzle is like a needle, falling through the mist, and under the reflection of the sun, it is like a golden needle covering the earth.

"Vision of Heaven and Earth" squinted his eyes without regrets, letting the raindrops fall on his face, but there was a trace of trembling when he spoke for the first time.

Following Wu Zhong, who has no regrets all his life, his insight is extraordinary, and the advent of this vision of heaven and earth can only explain one problem.

It's not that Wen Yiming's "Farewell My Concubine" is overrated, nor is it the reason why the Sage Monument is close to collapse.

It can only be that Wen Yiming comprehended the martial arts cultivation avenue against the sky.

After a few seconds, the sluggish crowd was awakened by a loud noise, and the sage monument shattered into pieces in everyone's worry, and then turned into powder and merged into the stone carvings of the five sages.

Wen Yiming slowly got up at this moment, raised his steps and floated out, reaching out with his palm, his body swaying softly in the wind and rain like a lotus.

Everyone found that Wen Yiming's movements were gentle and gentle, as if they were afraid of disturbing the drizzle that had fallen, and a feeling of extreme tranquility was reflected in the movements.

Meng Wuregret saw the subtlety in it, every time those drizzles were about to fall on Wen Yiming, they would automatically change into an arc to avoid his limbs and slide to the ground as if he had a spirit.

In the next second, Wen Yiming's palm suddenly collapsed at the extreme slowness, and a crisp sound like a sonic boom was heard in the air, and the drizzle that fell was instantly shaken and scattered, and the sound of 'Xiu Xiu' came out.

Wen Yiming's movements returned to a soft state again, stepping forward and opening the bow on the spot, turning his hands like the wind swinging willows, his waist like soft cotton absorbing water, and his arms moved like embracing the world, and a majesty of dominating the world came out of thin air.

Although Wen Yiming had no joy or sorrow at the moment, he could feel that the air around him was conveying a message of pleasure to him.

And when he comprehended the way of yin and yang, he also experienced a kind of happiness that he had never experienced before, and even the cells around his body were cheering.

From that moment on, he felt that his cultivation was already rising, and he was not in ecstasy, as if this was a natural thing.

Until the momentum of dominating the world was born, his cultivation had skyrocketed, but he was not surprised, and he was still practicing his fist and martial arts in the shocked eyes of everyone.

With the transformation of one move and one style of harmony, his mind suddenly shook, and under the great increase in mental power, the blessing gain of concentration made him almost see his muscles and internal organs clearly, and even the surrounding mist and breeze were clear.

'Focus on the realm of success!' The message of self-talk flashed in Wen Yiming's mind.

In the past and present life, countless martial arts doubts were solved one by one under Zhongcheng's concentration gain!

The Qin Tao is the Tao, the martial arts is the Tao, the tea ceremony is the Tao, and life is also the Tao, which is the predicate!

Tai Chi has yin and yang, the four elephants have less yin and less yang, too yin and sun, and the gossip is the cycle of all things in heaven and earth, endlessly.

The solitary yin is not born, and the solitary yang is not long! The difficulty is easy to form each other, the length and the short are dwarfed, the high and the low are inclined to each other, the sound is harmonious, and the front and back follow each other

Wen Yiming didn't notice a faint smile on his face.

Two lives, at this moment, he really has his own martial arts!

Wen Yiming is fully enlightened, a flower is a world, a wood is a Bodhi, it turns out that everything has its own yin and yang, its own Tai Chi!

I've been practicing other people's martial arts, how can I get my own Tai Chi!

Wen Yiming felt that he was holding his arms like hugging the sun and the moon, reaching out his hands like mountains and rivers, and his every move was yin and yang.

Wen Yiming completely broke away from Tai Chi in his previous life and derived his own martial arts path.

Between gestures, he said lightly, "There is nothing for me, there is nothing for me!"

Twisting his waist and palms, he followed each other, and at the same time recited: "Heaven and earth are humble, and the universe is fixed;

Wen Yiming's voice came from the heart but was not high-pitched, but it resounded in the sky like a cloud, but he didn't notice it, and he was still immersed in it without realizing it.

However, when Wen Yiming's first esoteric and inexplicable words came out, the audience's eyes left Wen Yiming in the performance field.

Because they only saw Wen Yiming's lips squirming, but the sound came from high in the sky, when everyone looked up at the sky, the audience was shocked, and they almost lost their minds, and they saw a scene that they could not forget for a lifetime.

Tens of thousands of meters in the sky, under the irradiation of the sun, a huge rainbow appeared, almost covering half of the sky, and the dark clouds and white clouds in the rainbow circle were surging in an orderly manner, slowly forming a majestic Tai Chi pattern.

Of course, none of them knew what this pattern was, but they could only feel a mysterious and mysterious rhyme circling from it.

What surprised them the most was that an illusory figure formed by the purple mist was wielding martial arts in that pattern, although the purple mist figure could not see the face clearly, they all understood that it was Wen Yiming's figure, because the figure and Wen Yiming's movements were the same, even the subtle rotation of the fingers was the same, and they were synchronized.

Meng Wuregret felt that if his legs were restored, he would stand up in an instant.

Listening to the unpredictable and mysterious words that woke up the world, they continued to descend from a height of 10,000 meters, as if the morning bell of the twilight drum reverberated endlessly, shaking people's hearts.

"The legendary heaven-sent martial arts" Meng Wuregret couldn't even control his tone, his lips kept squirming, and then he said like a bell: "All feel on the spot!"

The five hall masters and Ye Mingzhen shook their hearts, and they didn't know what the specific Tianci martial arts was, but they still knew a little bit about the name of this kind of legend.

Just as everyone was sitting cross-legged and looking up at their feelings, a red shadow rushed towards the center of the performance arena with a murderous aura of resentment

Wen Yiming was forgetful of performing his martial arts, and the martial arts cultivators on the Sage Square also felt this unforgettable spectacular scene, and he was deeply glad that he did not miss this performance, putting aside all distractions and quietly experiencing it.

However, they didn't know that outside the Valley of Tribulation Dust, the entire Youyue Dynasty, the entire south, the four major domains, and every corner of the entire Heavenly Continent, as long as there were people and life, they were all frozen in the same action at the same time.

Looking up at the sky, looking at the mysterious and mysterious pattern in the sky at a height of 10,000 meters, he stared intently at the purple mist figure in the pattern and made a move, and at the same time said the obscure martial arts mysteries.

The level of martial cultivation in the south was the lowest in the four domains, which also led to limited knowledge.

It wasn't until the voice of the mystery fell from the sky that he was shocked and realized that it was extraordinary, and he observed and comprehended it on the spot.

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