Cong Kui Ti said: "Martial arts martial arts is about a Taoist word, and Taoism is the law. ”

"Isn't the Tao natural?"

Cheng Yun understood every word of Congkui's teachings, but he couldn't understand them together.

"I don't understand," he honestly shook his head.

"If you don't understand, then you understand".

After speaking, his footsteps moved, and he swept out with a stick, and this time, Congkui controlled his speed, leaving room for Cheng Yun to counterattack.

The sound of "dang" sounded in his ears, and the shaft rod barely stopped the flame stick from Kui's hand.

Unexpectedly, Congkui suddenly smiled at him.

With a "boom", a roar of flames came out of his stick.

"Damn", I didn't have time to think about it, so I hurriedly rolled over.

Finally narrowly escaped from the flame category, Rao was so, and a few black hairs were still scorched by the flames.

"Do you understand it now"?

"Understood?" Cheng Yun replied subconsciously.

The answer to him was a stick of flame that emerged from his left side.

The sound of striking iron came again, and then a fire dragon appeared, pounced on Cheng Yun who was caught off guard.

"My hair", touching the burnt yellow hair, Cheng Yun wanted to cry without tears, this was the price he paid for escaping this time.

"Do you understand now?" asked Cong Kui with a smile.

'Sure enough, those who squint are monsters', Cheng Yun thought secretly, but his heart and mouth were different, and his head was crazy on his face, "Understood, understood." ”

"Now that you understand, this time it's your way to attack", after speaking, he retreated to the outside of the zhang.

"Then you're welcome. ”

Taking a deep breath and stepping on the ground, billions of power were transmitted through his arm to the stick, sweeping from the horizontal to the side like a groundbreak.

"Gross..."!

Hit in the abdomen again with a stick of flames, this time the pain was worse than the last time, and even vomiting.

I saw Congkui looking at him coldly, and said coldly: "You understand a fart, it's not relying on brute force, come again."

"Wait, wait, I'm going to think about it".

Seeing the flame stick that was about to move from Kui's hand, Cheng Yun hurriedly stretched out his hand to stop it.

Ignoring the pain in his abdomen, he sat on the ground with his butt.

To be honest, since he got the "Nine Turns Battle Yuan Gong" and embarked on the path of cultivation, he has not had any good attack moves.

The only few tricks of "national art" that I know are still bought online, and then I practice it blindly, and I don't know if it's right.

He is a person who has not even mastered the tricks, but now he wants him to integrate the artistic conception into it, isn't it embarrassing for him to be a fat tiger!

Now it seems that there is only another way.

When did he get closest to this "artistic conception"?

I remembered it, once it was the cloud power that I comprehended in a daze when I was in Ziwei Heavenly Palace.

The second time was the power of the emperor comprehended in the "Secret Realm of Kunyu".

The clouds, the water vapor, the best to the softest, dense and dense!

The slight is silent, turning into heavy clouds, trapping people invisible, and the huge is turbulent, attracting the power of heaven and earth, and stormy waves.

The clouds are light and heavy, and the water depth is three thousand. The goose feathers can't float, and the reed flowers sink to the bottom;

The clouds distinguish between good and evil, and forget the river to distinguish loyalty and treachery. The good soul is safe, and the evil spirit falls into the waves;

The clouds are stored in mist, and the purple micro turns into emperor water. All kinds of evil, real martial demons.

The "potential" of the emperor suppresses the heavens and looks down on the world!

For the emperor, one person is the sky, the power is in hand, judging the situation, making the best use of things, making the best use of people, the heart is wide to accommodate the world, and the mind is wide to accommodate all rivers.

Or the emperor's road, or the emperor's road, or the king's road, or the overbearing.

The emperor does nothing, the emperor speaks mightily, the royal road is virtuous, and the domineering is hard.

But the power of the cloud and the power of the emperor are not the same, do you want to give up one of them?

From the way Kui looked at his frown, he knew he might have been stumped by something.

So he mentioned again, "All phases are empty, the law is natural, and everything is idealistic!"

Drink it at the head and be empowered!

"Seek common ground while reserving differences", Cheng Yun flashed such a sentence in his mind.

The way of the clouds lies in the absence of phase, impermanence, and indefiniteness, and the way of the emperor is also phaseless, impermanent, and uncertain.

"I Ching: Qiangua" 95 Epigram says: "Corresponding with the same voice, seeking from the same breath, the cloud from the dragon, the wind from the tiger." ”

Clouds have no phase, so they can be rain, snow, ice, fog, or water.

Clouds are impermanent, so they can change at will, they can crash on the shore, they can be avalanches for thousands of miles, or they can be torrential rains;

The clouds are uncertain, so they are easy to transform things, change the stars, and shake the earth.

The emperor has no phase, so he can ascend and hide;

The emperor is impermanent, so he can hold the sun, moon and stars in his hand, and determine life and death with a word;

The emperor is uncertain, so the divine grace is like the sea, and the divine power is like the mountain.

Cheng Yun, who was sitting cross-legged, exuded a trace of cloud energy, appearing and disappearing from time to time, ethereal and uncertain.

"The way of the clouds, not bad", Cong Kui looked at these clouds and smiled.

Suddenly, his eyes froze, and he was surprised: "No, there is still one"!

Sure enough, a domineering momentum appeared, which took people's hearts and souls, and turned into a royal breath, like a spring breeze;

It turned into the majesty of the emperor's road, and overwhelmed the heavens;

"Shhh...... , this is the way of the emperor"!

Congkui really didn't expect that someone could comprehend the way of the emperor.

What is even more unexpected is that someone can perfectly integrate the way of the emperor and the way of the clouds.

"It seems that this battle of the Ziwei Emperor is no longer a playhouse", Cong Kui thought secretly.

In the field, there were more and more ethereal clouds on Cheng Yun's body.

These fortunes are invisible and unpredictable, up to a radius of three kilometers.

But this small three kilometers have formed a domain ~ the imperial domain.

In the realm, he is respected, and anyone who enters his imperial realm is a subject, and this has nothing to do with strength, it comes from the suppression of the soul and life.

Before the battle, he was timid for three points, and ten points of strength could play seven points, even if he was determined.

The emperor's realm is hidden in the clouds, formless and phaseless, impermanence and uncertainties, he is also called Cheng Yun, simply, this realm is directly named by him: the realm of clouds.

Clouds have no phase, so there are no moves, clouds are impermanent, so they can give any weapon, and clouds are uncertain, so they can make people burst out dozens of times their own strength, so as to reverse the situation.

In the realm, his strength will increase exponentially, and the enemy's strength will be multiplied.

This is still the size of his current field, and when his field expands, the force of growth will be even greater.

Cong Kui, who witnessed everything, smiled and said: "Okay, good, in harmony with the innate nature, return to the roots, the perfect combination of the way of the emperor and the artistic conception of the clouds, I have a successor in the martial arts lineage." ”

"Huh, is it a coincidence?"

At this time, I saw that the ten thousand Buddha pagoda suddenly vibrate, accompanied by the sound of Zen singing, the sound of the Buddha is misty, the sound of the Buddha is huge, and the Dharma is boundless.

Accompanied by the sound of the Buddha, the Buddha in the tower is prosperous, gold, silver, glass, coral, clams, red beads, agate, amber and other Buddha treasures are condensed one by one, and various mantras and mantras emerge one by one.