The anode and cathode are surrounded by twins, and they bite each other endlessly.

In the prince Mo Dantian, the speed of the yin and yang diagram is getting faster and faster, and in the end, only a beam of white light can be seen slowly erected from the middle, like a chimney, rising little by little, and finally converging into a line that goes straight to the Baihui acupoint above the head.

The yin-yang diagram rotates extremely fast.

Wang Zimo knew that his misdeeds were here.

It's like a jar of water, you reach into your palm and fluctuate quickly, only to splash the waves. If you sink down and rotate slowly, you can form a whirlpool, which will then increase its speed and stir up the whole tank of water.

Before he could learn to walk, he started running.

If the foundation is not solid, it will definitely fall halfway!

Wang Zimo held the Heavenly Pestle in his hand and quietly released his divine sense, wanting to control the Yin-Yang Diagram to slow down and slow down, but found that no matter how he operated it, it was useless. As if the yin-yang diagram is not its own, it is uncontrollable!

He ran to the side in a huff and looked at the top-shaped yin-yang diagram from afar.

"Anyway, the dantian is big enough, if you are disobedient, then I will be an obedient one!" Suddenly, a bold idea popped up in Wang Zimo's heart, and he didn't do anything, but he started a new stove and re-induced the two qi of yin and yang to depict the yin and yang diagram.

As the saying goes: "The eldest is raised by reading books, and the second is raised by pigs." ”

With the lessons of the past, Wang Zimo can be said to be handy.

The two qi of yin and yang, which are the most refined and pure between heaven and earth, are continuously fed into the dantian, and the prince silently comes to gather the yang qi into a "-" shape and the yin qi into a "--" shape.

Then he skillfully overlapped the two lines together, and slowly, the yang and yin qi surrounded each other, forming two upside-down and opposing vortices, and almost at the same time, the yin and yang qi between heaven and earth rushed in, and Wang Zimo hurriedly carved the yin and yang fish.

This time, the texture of the yin-yang fish is completely arranged according to the formation under the Tower of Babel.

"That's it!"

After a while, Wang Zimo clapped his hands, wiped the sweat from his forehead, took a nap, and then began to guide the yin and yang to become one, and then he was about to rotate clockwise.

Visiting the Tower of Babel, the prince learned that turning yin and yang can also give birth to polar pillars, and reversing yin and yang is to burn polar pillars.

When the ancients built the Tower of Babel, it should have been built in imitation of the polar pillar.

"I'm angry!

In the mansion, the old man with gray sideburns stared at Wang Zimo, who was holding a black iron stick to cultivate, and blew his beard angrily and glared: "He actually started a new stove in the dantian and molded the second road, if he can't stop the old man to help him, this bastard, he will do it alone without saying a word, Lu Tianzan, Lu Tianzan, what kind of guy did you send to Lao Tzu? Do you want to anger the old man?"

The old man slapped the table "bang", the tea set on it made a "ding-ding-bell" sound, and the tea splashed all over the table.

Lu Dutian, who was standing next to him, lowered his head and stared at the tips of his shoes, not daring to say a word.

People fight with giant tortoises outside, and they are born and die.

But he sat on the roof of the Taishi's Mansion and cultivated indiscriminately, his heart was really big!

"You say, if this bastard stays, will I teach him to practice, or will he teach me how to shape the Dao Pan to play, is it possible that the old man is also like him, sculpting seven or eight Dao Pans in the dantian, and the Yuan Shen wants to cultivate on whichever one he wants, he will cultivate on it?"

"Taifu he ......"

"How can this be reasonable, how can practicing martial arts be child's play?"

The old man was not angry, glared at Lu Dutian, and told him to shut up. "That's it, that's it, you can stay too, I see that the old woman next to me is absent-minded all day long, and sooner or later she will leave!"

"The King of Han has already sent people on the road, and the advance army is all dead, only Li Zhen was dragged by Taifu. ”

"Got it, go to the old woman. ”

The East is getting brighter.

The giant tortoise tossed for half a night, trampled on several mansions again, and then gasped and fell back into the darkness. Those dark red eyes always stared at Wang Zimo, and as the darkness gradually faded away.

Yin Ruins regained its tranquility again, the Yin soldier Yin General and the three-eyed man left separately, and the giant also returned to its original size, returning to the mansion and closing the door with a "bang".

The men dressed in black and white were silent in the blink of an eye, and the Tower of Babel faded into obscurity, as if nothing had ever happened. And Wang Zimo is also at a critical moment in shaping the Daopan.

A long galaxy, spiraling around each other.

The spiral arms are brilliant and gorgeous, like colorful octopuses dancing in the air.

The power that was older than the power of the Dao pulled the nebula to spin, forming one galaxy after another, countless galaxies.

At this time, Wang Zimo's dantian.

A large Dao Pan gradually took shape, the Yin and Yang Fish slowly rotated, and the power of the sun and the moon was continuously incorporated into the body, turning into black and white and submerging into the Dao Plate, as if it was coloring layer by layer on the drawing board, and the color of the Dao Pan became brighter and brighter.

"Why haven't cathode beads and anode beads been formed yet?"

The prince touched his head silently, very puzzled.

According to the estimation of the disobedient Dao Pan, after the Dao Pan was formed, it began to absorb the Yin and Yang spiritual power, and then condensed the pole beads, but this Dao Pan began to refine the spiritual power to fill the dantian, but there was no movement.

"Could something have gone wrong?"

Wang Zimo became more and more unable to figure it out, so he simply found an open place and started to make a road again.

After repeating it, after doing seven or eight of them, he stopped his hand, grinned awkwardly, and looked back weakly, those Dao disks that still had not generated polar beads, and had a slight understanding.

"This is the orthodox Taiyan Sutra Gong Diagram, and the disobedient one is piracy!"

He pinched the yellow scroll given by the Faceless Void, compared them one by one, and had to admit the reality after confirming that it was correct.

Early morning and late afternoon.

The sun we see is red because of the spectrum.

At noon, whether in winter or summer, the sun is always bright and dazzling, and when you look at it for a moment, you feel that your eyes are burning, and when you look at other things, it is dark, and you mistakenly think that you are blind, so you dare not act.

However, the sun is red, and the sky is orange.

Whatever the time, whatever the season. The fiery sun rises in the east and sets in the west, always maintaining the eternal agreement.

If you look closely, you will find that there is a black behemoth behind the sun, which hides behind the sun, quietly shortening the day.

Yellow sky and red sun.

After seeing such a spectacle, Wang Zimo's understanding of the world was expanded again.

Not handsome, but his angular face is filled with the joy of success. The eyes became more and more black and white, the high nose bridge dragged out of the eyebrow bone, the knife eyebrows hung like ink on the flat forehead, the lips were red and the teeth were white, and they were particularly eye-catching on the slightly pointed chin.

After the yin and yang are reconciled, the curly hair covering the top of the head is also slowly straightened, and it looks a little silly when it is fried on the head.

Wang Zimo waved his hand lightly, and suddenly felt a breeze flowing from his fingers, this wind belonged to yin, mixed with a little yin spiritual power.

He raised his right hand again, and the yang energy in his palm was vented, entangled with the yin spiritual power in the wind, and a vague yin and yang diagram gradually took shape.

The yin-yang diagram has no substance, it is completely transformed by energy, and it is slowly rotated in the palm of the hand.

Wang Zimo looked up at the sky, and pushed forward with his right hand.

Suddenly, the yin-yang diagram flew into the sky. At first, it was gentle, then it became faster and faster, the yin-yang diagram became larger and larger, the colors became lighter and lighter, and finally it was almost transparent, as if it was completely integrated into the orange-yellow sky.

But Wang Zimo still saw it.

He saw that the orange sky had a top, and the yin-yang diagram completely dissipated when it touched the zenith.

"It's really as I expected!" the prince nodded silently, "The Tower of Babel is built according to the polar pillar, and the yin and yang poles are rotated to sprout, and the yin and yang burning pillars are reversed to sacrifice to the sky!"

Just this day!

"This day is fake!"

An old man under the mansion coughed twice, stared at the prince silently for a long time, and couldn't help but scold: "Dare to sit on top of the old man's head for a night, you are the first one!

"Lu Dutian?"

No, it's not Lu Dutian, he can't be in such a hurry, what about Lu Dutian?

The person in front of him looks very similar to Lu Dutian, with a wide chin, big ears, and green bull's eyes.

Wang Zimo's head was like a slideshow, replaying the events of last night. Lu Dutian seemed to have said something like this next to him: "Don't go into the mansion with the door closed, and don't approach those with oil lamps." ”

He looked at the courtyard below, and the doors of the houses were closed, and his scalp was tingling with fright, and the hairs on his body stood on end.

Could it be that Lu Dutian, a big living person, was eaten by a ghost?

Although the old man stood below, he had a condescending feeling when he looked at Wang Zimo.

The fierce gaze was like a dazzling sun burning on his skin, and the prince was so frightened that without saying a word, he smeared oil on the soles of his feet and turned to run.

Lu Dutian is more powerful than him, and there are no bones left, if he doesn't run, his thin skin and tender meat must not be chopped into pieces and stewed into soup?