Mo Xian said "Humat": "How can you show off just a little trick?" The yin and yang energy rose from behind the head, rushing straight up like a pillar of qi, with white light shining. After the light dissipates, the dragon and elephant handprint and the yin and yang energy column have disappeared.

Mo Xian took a step, his body was half weak and half solid, as if between illusion and reality. He punched out without any wind, but he saw circles of ripples in the space. One punch had broken through reality and illusion and existed between spirit and matter. If a punch was solid, it would not only hurt the other person's body, but also severely damaged his soul. This punch no longer belongs to the human world. After crossing the Tai Chi string, even if it was as strong as Li Guang, he would not dare to try his edge when he saw his fist. His body shrank and the person appeared several feet away like teleportation. But he did not expect that at the moment he appeared, Mo Xian seemed to be there, and his punch had arrived.

In a hurry, Li Guang instinctively punched out. In an instant, the ripples of graves rose. Although he held it, the man quickly volatility and deformation was like in a haha ​​mirror. Mo Xian just punched him, and the man had already withdrawn. He sighed in his heart, but unfortunately he had just captured a trace of the true meaning of life and death disillusionment, and could only send one punch, otherwise he would be able to severely hurt him.

Since Mo Xian saw his Dragon Elephant Heroic God and Demon Art last time, he also saw his practice of the past sutras. At that time, he realized that he had encountered an opponent who could not be killed and wanted to kill him. He thought about how to kill Li Guang. He also learned through the scriptures. In addition, he learned a lot from the various things he learned to think of the wave-particle duality of the past, present and future. People think that the past is eternal, but Mo Xian vaguely felt that the past may also be an illusion. Looking at the various changes in nature, the meaning of life and death gradually had a shadow, and reality and illusion began to be confused. The so-called reality is nothing more than the reaction of the living consciousness to the world. How can it be determined that this is not an illusion? Mo Xian fell into a real illusion. What he needed was not a kind of thinking, but a real body understanding. He just understood a little, and at that moment, it was real, and on the contrary, it was illusion.

All the magical phenomena of monks, including the quantum phenomena mentioned by instrumental cultivation, are not only what you think, but also truly unity of knowledge and action. One law is true, all laws are true, and one law is illusory, all laws are illusory. This situation seems incredible and contradictory to describe. This is no longer something that can be achieved by thinking. It requires everything to be in harmony with the Tao, and there is nothing in the universe.

For Li Guang, this punch was not only physically damaged, but more importantly, his mind was also covered with dust. He seemed to have forgotten something. He couldn't help but move the past, but what scared him was that it was not as good as usual. He returned to his past state. Although his body improved, it was very slow. This was the first time he encountered this situation.

A wisp of blood bleeded from the corner of Li Guang's mouth. This was the first time he was injured since the Dragon Elephant's Hercules God and Demon Art was completed. He stared at Mo Xian: "Impossible, how did you do it?"
Chapter completed!