Yun Yang could feel that the Holy Spirit in front of him had never used mana from beginning to end, and any of his blows were only physical power. [Ran^Text^Library] [ ] Net

Yun Yang deeply realized that there was a world of difference between the mortal body and the holy body, and without using his own mana, in this era when saints were not out, who could penetrate the world in the nine-fold pagoda with one blow.

Yun Yang even felt that even the great powers of the world like Granny Mu, sloppy Taoist, and Jiazhu Divine Monk couldn't do it.

There are sighs, but Yun Yang is not discouraged, although as a mortal body, he is almost destined to be unable to compare with those powerful physiques in this life, but why should he pursue perfection everywhere in life.

He couldn't reach the best in physical training, but he still had a lot of ways to go, and Yun Yang didn't mess up his mood because of the regret in his heart.

At this time, the Holy Spirit's fist of the Holy Way had been beaten, and he stood with his hands in his hands, his momentum soaring above the clouds, like a king looking down on the world.

He never glanced at Yun Yang from beginning to end, and he had no way of knowing if it was out of his own arrogance, or if he was just a wisp of charm, so he was expressionless.

Above the sky, wisps of golden divine light hung down from the sixth world and flowed in the center of the black hole.

At this time, the figure of the Holy Spirit had disappeared in place, and Yun Yang sat in the center of the dojo, he recalled every move of the Holy Spirit Fist before, and realized the shape and momentum of its fist, and the charm between its Holy Fist.

In the fifth world, what it deduces is a kind of charm, whether it is the sword figure or the Holy Spirit, it must be a generation of masters.

They have an incomparably profound understanding and perception of Taoism and scriptures, and every move, every potential, has its subtlety, which is a supreme charm.

Without observing the figure of the sword and the scriptures practiced by the Holy Spirit, Yun Yang naturally could not learn their scriptures, but he could simulate the charm of their sword and fist.

Shen Yun is equivalent to a kind of potential, it is a formless and insubstantial thing, very subtle, and everyone has their own charm.

But this kind of charm is also divided into superior and inferior, for example, a trace of charm of a strong person can easily slander a weak monk.

A trace of the emperor's charm can suppress the world and will not dissipate for 100,000 years, while the charm of the weak has no power at all.

Yun Yang created the fist of the Holy Dao in his eyes, and saw every move and every potential of the Holy Spirit before, and he saw the trajectory of every punch of the Holy Spirit.

Seeing the meaning of the avenue evolve under its fist, the waves are magnificent, it is a supreme realm, and that realm is interpreted in its fist.

That kind of realm Yun Yang had never comprehended, so he couldn't evolve that kind of Dao rhyme between his fists, but that kind of charm was much simpler to simulate.

The simulated charm naturally cannot be compared with the Holy Spirit itself, but it is much stronger than the own charm of a small Shenhai stage monk even if it is simulated.

Of course, the charm of the strong is not so easy to simulate, in addition to the talented, ordinary people are difficult to see even a wisp of mystery between the strong man's techniques, let alone simulate the charm of the strong.

It wasn't until the fourth day that Yun Yang had a slight understanding of the Holy Spirit's Holy Dao Fist, and during this period, Li Xu, Qin Huai, Yuan Tian and others also ascended to the fifth world.

But none of them came to this ashram, but were taken to other places, and the fifth world was different from the other four worlds.

It is more than one dojo, the place where Yun Yang has realized the Tao now is only one of them, and in every other dojo, the scene they see is not the same as the figure of a strong man.

Qin Wanyue is good at ten thousand methods, presumably when she evolved spells in the fifth world in the past, she didn't just simulate the charm of so many strong people.

By now, Yun Yang had vaguely guessed that he would probably have to comprehend the charm of the five powerhouses in the fifth world before he could ascend to the sixth world.

The figure of the sword and the Holy Spirit that they saw before should not manifest themselves in the dojo where Li Xu and Ju Ningyuan were, and what they saw should be a strong figure different from themselves.

Nine-fold pagoda, the first world is much more difficult than the other, and soon, Yun Yang spent five days in the fifth world, and he still hasn't understood the mystery here.

He guessed that after that, he still had to comprehend the charm of the three powerhouses, so that he could understand the mystery of the fifth world, and on the fifth day, no one could ascend to the fifth world, in fact, there were not many who could ascend to the fourth world, let alone the fifth.

Six days have passed, and on this day, Yun Yang opened his eyes from the enlightenment, and at this time he had realized the mystery between the Holy Spirit Fist, simulating the charm of the Holy Dao Fist.

And as Yun Yang got up, the chain of innate order in this world also moved, and began to evolve the figure of another strong man.

Suddenly, thunder sounded in the heavens and the earth, the sky was overcast, the clouds were thick, thunder and lightning intertwined among the clouds, the heavens and the earth became gloomy, and a hurricane blew in the air.

"Rumble", "Boom"

After a few thunderstorms, the torrential raindrops began to fall, one after another, falling all over the world in their eyes, and nothing could be seen clearly in front of them, only a cloud of smoke and rain.

In the haze, Yun Yang saw a figure, it was a woman, in the pouring rain, Yun Yang couldn't see her face clearly, she was a woman, this was the only thing he knew.

Even his spiritual eye of creation could not penetrate the rain curtain in front of him, these rains were not ordinary rains, the raindrops seeped into the stone platforms of the dojo, and Yun Yang saw soft green buds growing out of the dojo.

Soon, this dojo was already a scene of lush grass and a hundred flowers, and the torrential rain had been falling for a long time without stopping, and the woman stood motionless in the wind and rain.

Yun Yang could only vaguely see her outline, very vague, but he was sure that it must be a very beautiful woman, shrouded in smoke and rain, with a touch of dreamy color.

Yun Yang closed his eyes, he knew that his eyes couldn't see through anything at the moment, only with his heart.

When he closed his eyes, the whole world was reflected in his mind, and he saw that the torrential raindrops were so clear that he could see through the whole world.

The fog cleared, and he finally saw the woman, very graceful and flawless, standing in the middle of the green grass and flowers, without a trace of smoke and rain.

The clear raindrops kept dripping down her hair and shoulders, as if playing with her, but they never wet her body.

If like a fairy in the rain, and those raindrops, and flowers and plants are like a naughty doll, in their entanglement, the fairy in the rain is like a smile, like the blooming and falling of diamond flowers.