Meng Wuregret is very clear that the probability of a deep epiphany to be triggered in martial arts is comparable to throwing a stone casually in boredom, but coincidentally smashing a god-sent god of war to death, and the probability is almost zero. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

There is no shortcut to this, it is completely triggered by chance on the basis of the comprehension of the heavens, and there is no other way.

Extreme deep epiphany allows others to ignore the epiphany to a large extent; can enter the realm of self-forgetfulness, thoughtlessness, colorlessness and odorlessness; It can shield all interference from the outside world, close the six senses and enter the deep understanding with all things in heaven and earth; It can be integrated with the surrounding environment, as if it is the same as heaven and earth.

Meng Wuregret was shocked to feel that Wen Yiming on the stage almost met most of these conditions.

The old man's heart, which had not been looking forward to it for many years, trembled at this moment.

'Ding~~~! ’

A slight whisper, but it was clearly heard by everyone.

In response to that sound, on the transparent sage stele, the color of the pillar of light had been transformed into dark gold.

Heaven-level !!

The audience shook, but they all pressed their lips that wanted to scream.

Because, the dark gold pillar of light is still rising, and it is still stable!

Night Dance Frost was stunned, and the dark gold words were like the last straw that crushed the camel, causing her feet to fall to the ground with a soft and heavy weight, and her face was as pale as paper in an instant.

In an exciting atmosphere, the square was terrifyingly quiet, and the birth of the heaven-level assessment, the people present witnessed the birth of a miracle, which was a moment that everyone will remember for a lifetime.

However, in the silence, there was a sudden dull sound of war drums on the performance field.

Everyone didn't know why, but they all looked away angrily, only to find that the overlord they worshipped was still staring at his position, and he made some moves inexplicably.

Only Wu Zhong and Meng Wuregret saw this scene, they saw Wen Yiming with his eyes slightly closed, and threw out the two mallets that had been in his left hand with his backhand, and smashed them all on the war drum erected behind him.

'Boom! ’

It seems to be an understatement, but Meng Wuregret sees the extraordinary thing about this hand. The two drums sound at the same time, one light and one heavy, and they blend together without the slightest pinch.

The soft sound of the drum was as if it were stroking the drum with a mallet, and the strength was so soft; And the heavy voice was fierce and domineering, like a heavy smashing sound, extremely fierce.

One rigid and one soft came out in the same hand, and at the same time arrived at the drum surface of the war drum, and the sound of rigidity and softness fit perfectly.

Meng Wuregret's brows kept trembling, this kind of strength and softness can be achieved by many people, but it takes two shots; As Wen Yiming waved his hand, he directly embodied the power of strength and softness, which can be said to be as difficult as the compatibility of water and fire.

However, Wen Yiming did it, and he was impeccable, as skillful as he had been tempered.

Although the other high-level officials have no deep experience and cognition without regrets, they can also perceive that the drumming of the two points just now is not simple.

Although the peripheral observers did not have the eyes of many high-level people, the auditory impact brought by the different drum tremors still gave them a faint expectation.

Just as the drum beat shook out and the aftermath trembled, they found that the sword in Wen Yiming's right hand suddenly flipped up, and the tip of the sword fell into the ground, while squatting down on one knee and diving.

'Knort ------! ’

The sharp purple Yan poured straight into the ground halfway, and a circle of dust exploded outward like a shock wave for dozens of meters.

When the smoke and dust disappeared, Wen Yiming's figure appeared from it, his right arm was half-kneeling on the ground with his right arm holding the hilt of the sword, his left arm was holding the ground like a pillar, his head was buried deep and his face could not be seen clearly, and his blood-stained white hair fluctuated slightly.

This time, even the peripheral observers discovered the extraordinaryness of Wen Yiming's cold posture.

The sharp blade is inserted into the ground, leaving only a sword hole in the ground, which is characteristic of sharp weapons.

But at this moment, the ground actually extended countless cracks from the edge of the blade, and the surrounding ground was shattered, you know, this is the effect that can only be produced by blunt weapons.

Meng Wuregret's big hand on the armrest tightened again, and was shaken again by Wen Yiming's interpretation of the combination of strength and softness.

At this time, although Wen Yiming opened his eyes, there was nothing in his eyes, and he felt as if he was in a vast and boundless land.

He only knew that he had entered a wonderful realm of epiphany, and just as the song turned to tenderness, a drop of essence blood exploded on his own initiative, making him more and more comfortable in the transformation of the next few rigid and soft tones.

After the performance, he felt that the whole person had entered a mysterious realm, as if he was the only one in the world, walking alone.

He quietly felt the wind and clouds, thunder and lightning, sunshine and rain

He saw the earth growing with all things, the vegetation growing green, and the trees growing wildly.

His eyes flashed with lofty mountains and mountains, and he saw ravines and ravines, and thousands of trickles of water flowing into rivers

It seems to have gone through thousands of years, and it seems to be a short blink of an eye!

He went through countless days and nights, alternating between darkness and light; A chrysalis breaks out of its cocoon and becomes a butterfly

At the head of the ring, insects hiss and cicadas chirp, birds fly and leap, fish and shrimp play in the water, and wild beasts are in groups.

It seems that life is endless, and it seems to be wandering in life and death, infinite reincarnation.

There are countless pictures that he seems to be in them, and he feels deeply.

As the scene slowly faded away, he felt like he was in nothingness, and a glimmer of realization slowly emerged

All things are negative yin and embrace yang, and they are impulsive and harmonious; The Tao incarnates all things because it contains yin and yang.

Everything in the universe contains yin and yang, and yin and yang interact with each other to form a neutralization.

Harmony is the essence of all things, the basis of existence

The clarity and profundity of the enlightenment slowly faded into my mind for my own use; At this moment, the focus that has never faded is in the ultimate gain.

He felt that the injuries in his body were slowly dissolving, and the sword intent born out of thin air seemed to be resonating like a piano; Even the essence blood of the Spirit Ruin Space seemed to have become a trace of spirituality.

Wen Yiming's heart is like the surface of the water, so quiet that a single speck of dust will cause turmoil, and countless profound feelings seem to fall from the sky, falling on the water surface one after another and then turning into nothingness, scattered into a stream like a stream circulating around the body

Tao Shengyi, Tai Chi also;

Life two, heaven and earth also;

Two begets three, and three talents are also;

All born out of nothing!

The Taoist, the beginning of all things, the principle of nature, the three poles are established, and then all things are born.

The life of all things is carried by the qi of yin and yang, and the principle of rushing to the void is practiced in the meantime, so it is harmonious.

It was at this time that Wen Yiming opened his eyes, heard the sound of the drum with a wave of his hand, and saw the embodiment of the combination of rigidity and softness when he turned his hand and leaned over to insert the sword.

He couldn't see the smoke and dust, he couldn't hear the sonorous sound of the sword, and when the dust disappeared and he showed his form, he still knelt on one knee, unable to hold the sword in his hand.

A drum sounds, slow and urgent, rigid and soft rhyme!

A sword roar, strange and strange, sharp and blunt coexist!

The two shots were light, but they made him understand the true essence of Tai Chi and the true meaning of the Tao.

The so-called, up and down with each other, with the bend of the stretch, with the touch without losing the top, is talking about the true meaning of all things.

Wen Yiming suddenly realized, and a whisper rose in his mind.

This state of harmony between heaven and man is the most perfect state between heaven and earth!

------Yin and yang!

At this moment, the Sage Square underwent a sudden change, causing the scene to no longer be calm.

The transparent sage monument attracted everyone's attention when Wen Yiming realized yin and yang

The crowd couldn't stand the impact of this vision, and exclaimed in no particular order.

Even the high-level officials stood up instantly, and their wide-open eyes seemed to tremble.

Nightdance Frost just sat down on the ground, so numb that she forgot everything, her eyes bulging and her mouth open without realizing it.

Then, a voice kept ringing in my heart, 'Admit to everyone that I'm a slut!' ’

"I'm not, I'm not a slut" Night Dance Frost lowered her head and muttered to herself, her face became more and more pale, beads of sweat the size of beans splashed on the ground, and the afterglow swept to the left arm supported on the ground, and involuntarily picked at the ground with her five fingers, making a numbing 'squeak' sound.

The shiny nails flipped and burst at root, and the blood cut five bright blood marks on the ground, and she didn't feel pain.

The real pain is in her heart, she would rather cut off her arm than admit that she is a slut, but the distracting thoughts in her heart have always tended to her distracted thoughts, "I'm a slut no, I'm not"

"Wow" Night Dance Frost couldn't stand this inner torture, and vomited a mouthful of stagnant blood.

Although she knew that everyone's eyes were not paying attention to her, she felt inexplicably that countless people were pointing at his figure and laughing shamefully.

She was afraid of attracting attention, so she grabbed the ground with her fingers, but she still couldn't help the blood that kept surging in her chest

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