"No, of course not..." Emperor Yao Yu said lightly: "Maybe many people think so, for example, the powerful emperor will definitely understand the momentum of aura. But in fact, this is a misunderstanding. In the Nine Heavens, there are limited places to understand the momentum of aura."

"There are limited places...how could it be?"

Fairy Yuxing was stunned. The Taoist Dharma was invincible, which is the truth that many rookies and monks understood.

Some say the highest Tao is three thousand, and some say the highest Tao is three thousand, but in fact, the highest Tao is not limited, as many as stars, countless. Even the highest Tao is like this. How can the quota for understanding the momentum be limited? This doesn't make sense.

"Yu Xing, do you think I have understood the way of momentum?" Emperor Yaoyu asked again.

Fairy Yuxing nodded without hesitation: "The cultivation of the previous generations has naturally understood it."

"You are wrong. In fact, I have understood the momentum, but I have not understood the skills of the momentum." Emperor Yaoyu sighed inexplicably: "It is more likely that I will never have the opportunity to understand the momentum in my life. This is reality. Although it is very ruthless, I have to face it."

Even Senior Yao Yu was not sure about understanding, let alone us...

Fairy Yuxing glanced at Qiu Feng, who was also dull next to him, was silent for a while, and finally couldn't help but ask, "Why?"

"Why?" Emperor Yao Yu quickly recovered and laughed: "Daren't the great fortune, do you think it's so easy to understand? These are all existences second only to the laws of the heavenly way. The first three levels of momentum can be understood as long as you have talent. As for the fourth level of momentum, you cannot directly understand it, but you have to fight for it."

"Who are you competing with?" asked Fairy Yuxing.

"Fight with the rest of those who have understood the same power." Emperor Yao Yu intersected: "The world's power is limited, such as the sword power, which is in the hands of those people. Although the Taoist Kunlun had a little bit of it, it was just a small head. After the death of the Nine Dragon Lord, the Queen of Xitian was finally able to form a power. Perhaps many of the sword powers in the world were controlled by him. For example, the sea power, most of them were controlled by the White Dragon Emperor."

Fairy Yuxing was a little confused when she heard it and wanted to ask questions, but she didn't know where to start.

"And there are only two types of people in the world who are qualified to understand the competition. Emperor Yaoyu knew that it would be difficult to explain for a while. After his words turned, he turned his eyes to the Kunlun Taoist who was fiddling with the sword under the moon, and said lightly: "One type is the so-called monster-level genius above the top genius. The other type is the lord of the medium-sized forces, that is, the so-called giant figures, and only they are the chaotic people who truly control the power of the world. And they often have another identity..."

As he said that, Emperor Yao Yu paused: "...a master. For example, the sword ancestor in the Six Stars Realm, he is the recognized master of swords in Jiutian. Most of the swords in the world belong to him. Until Zhao Ruyi appeared."

"But Zhao Ruyi is neither a monster genius nor a hero overlord." Fairy Yuxing hesitated.

"So Zhao Ruyi is amazing in the sword path. People in the world are stupid and think that he will be able to compete with the sword ancestor in time. But in fact, as long as Zhao Ruyi is loyal to the North God Emperor for one day, he will not be able to have his own sword power. He will not be able to surpass the sword ancestor."

"Na Luochuan..."

"He is now qualified, but I don't know if he is the first qualification or the second qualification." Emperor Yao Yu said lightly.

"Monster-level genius..." Fairy Yuxing was stunned for a while. She wanted to refute, but found that she didn't know how to refute.

In her thoughts, Luo Chuan is the best among top geniuses, but only among top geniuses. Perhaps he is a special existence among top geniuses, but he will never be a monster-level genius.

However, Luo Chuan had repelled monster-level geniuses of the same cultivation level.

"So. He is a monster." Emperor Yaoyu seemed to see through the thoughts of Fairy Yuxing, smiled, looked at the Taoist under the moon in the sky, and frowned slightly: "This Taoist Kunlun is a little confused. He fights as soon as he says it. He still uses a momentum and Taoist skill. He knows that I am there, he can't kill even if it hurts Luo Chuan...what is he trying to do?"

Time passed little by little, which was very short for the monks on the banks of Wendao River, but very long for Luo Chuan.

During this short and long period of time, Luo Chuan fell into the power realm of the Kunlun Taoist people, resisting the sword lights all over the sky while comprehending the power and Taoist skills.

As early as the Wuhua City of Yinchuan, Luo Chuan had realized the breath of momentum. At that time, he had just entered the world of cultivation. Although it was inseparable from the memory of Jiulongjun, it also showed his talent in the way of momentum.

The fist starts until the fist intention and fist symbol, Luo Chuan's understanding of the way of momentum becomes deeper and deeper, just like he reaches the stairs. As he accumulates more, he becomes more confident in understanding the next level of Taoism, such as from fist breath to fist intention, from fist intention to fist symbol.

However, from the fist to the fist posture, Luo Chuan seemed to suddenly hit a stone wall, and there was no more steps on the mountain steps. From the fist breath to the accumulation of fist images, it was useless.

Since this feeling is strange and absurd, Luo Chuan can't tell me why.

The sword lights in the sky were varied, but as Luo Chuan resisted and received the baptism of the sword force over and over again, he gradually discovered that the sword lights in the momentum seemed to be constantly changing and elusive, but in fact, they always changed along a certain constant angle pattern. In other words, there was only one sword force mastered by the Taoist Kunlun.

"It shouldn't... Since it's a power, there's at least a king of life and death... Even if there are restrictions, there are definitely more than one kind of these."

Luo Chuan whispered.

"The fourth level of aura, from breath to mind to image, is a leap of qualitativeness, and it is also a accumulation of quantity. However, from image to momentum, there is a sudden loss of the way to understand... It is impossible, unless the last level of aura, there is no need for accumulation of quality and quantity."

Suddenly, Luo Chuan's heart moved and a hint of joy appeared in his eyes.

"The fourth level of momentum... the last level of momentum is momentum, isn't it the general term for momentum and Taoist skills?"

"That is, breath is also a kind of momentum, intention is also a kind of momentum, and elephant is also... but they are all part of the momentum."

"When I comprehend the boxing breath, I have already understood part of the boxing posture, and the same is true when I comprehend the boxing intention... The image of breath is part of the force, and the image of breath is combined... It is the force!"

After Luo Chuan finished speaking, he was also shocked by this conclusion.

Although this conclusion is ridiculous, Luo Chuan thinks that's the truth.

"Don't worry, give it a try!"

Luo Chuan did not think, his five fingers trembled, and suddenly clenched into a fist. White light surged out of the heart of his fist, and the light quickly gathered.

In an instant, Luo Chuan punched three times in a row.

The first punch Luo Chuan burst out the breath of momentum.

The second punch Luo Chuan burst out the momentum.

In the third punch, Luo Chuan burst out the image of momentum.

Although these three punches are divided into front and back, the speed of the punches is so fast that the three punches have been combined and superimposed together. The breath image turns into a white divine flower and blooms. In the divine flower, there are many fists shadows! As the divine flower spreads, the fists shadows become increasingly dense, magnificent, and complex, just like a wave stacked together, releasing its huge power in a very small space.

Boom!

The sword lights were shrunk.

Luo Chuanxi's imagery was united, and it did not form a boxing posture as he guessed.

But Luo Chuan was not disappointed. On the contrary, he was staring at the passage space that the imagery had exploded after it exploded.

This space is not void, nor is it the real world outside the power world... This is the world belonging to power.

To be precise, Luo Chuan was bombarded with another world that belongs only to boxing.

In this world, the fist is like a cloud, divided into dozens of strands, either far or near. The closest strand is actually in the area corresponding to Polang City, and the farthest strand is also the largest and most magnificent strand thousands of miles away. This fist strand accounts for 60% of the total fist strands, and is extremely cold, with an aurora faintly emitting.

"Does that boxing force belong to..."

Luo Chuan murmured to himself, his face slightly complicated.

The aura that was revealed in the biggest boxing posture was very familiar, similar to the aura that was the North Pole Prince Yuyouxi. Luo Chuan didn't want to know who the owner of the boxing posture was.

Dozens of fist movements are not constant. Except for the suspected Arctic Emperor's fist movements that have always remained prosperous, the other 40% of fist movements are divided into dozens of fist movements, but they are all changing here and there. There are even two fist movements colliding together, fighting each other, and finally merge into one.

A picture appeared in Luo Chuan's mind. In the picture, in the real world, two masters of boxing who also have boxing power fight together, and finally distinguish between life and death. The winner not only preserved his own power, but also occupied the power of the defeated.

"This is the world of power."

Luo Chuan whispered.

He knew that the passage space he had blasted through was equivalent to a distribution map corresponding to the proportion of powerful people with boxing power in the real world.

The world of momentum is constant, and there are so many momentums in one way, one rises and the other goes down. Through fighting, life and death battles, etc., the strong will only be stronger, and the weak will only be weaker, until they perish and are taken over the power they have.

This is an extremely cruel world, either you die or I die, but therefore, it is also a pure world of Taoism. Who can have power? Who is not a master-level figure who practices the ultimate cultivation of Taoism?

Luo Chuan was thinking, but suddenly a loud sound came from the world of boxing.

Under the grand sound, a vigorous aura of morning life was brewing, and then it was born!

call!

The boxing world, corresponding to the direction of Polang City, has an newly generated "small cloud", but it is a brand new boxing.

At the same time, Luo Chuan only felt something more in his body.

"Why is this? Shouldn't a momentum be constant?" Luo Chuan frowned.

In the boxing world, dozens of other masters of the boxing posture seemed to have noticed the new boxing posture, and turned their eyes to look at it. Including the distant Tianchen Zhongzhou area, the hero overlord who ravaged Tianchen, known as the second Jiulong Lord, was no exception. (To be continued, please search for astronomy, the novel is better and faster!
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