Ye Mo originally held his breath to complete the final blow, and the target of his last blow was the Twenty-Eight Stars. Except for the Twenty-Eight Stars that could trap him, no one else was qualified to fight with him. He died together.
So when faced with other people's attacks, he chose to endure it, but Twenty-Eight Stars was very cautious and just trapped him. He had no intention of giving him a fatal blow. Instead, he looked down upon the mountain masters and The peak master, in order to become the boss, frequently attacked him.
Even if he planned to settle for the next best thing and capture a few more mountain masters and peak masters to back him up, Ye Xiaowu and Peng Zhan woke up. The powerful energy emanating from them made two words appear in Ye Mo's mind, Stable.
As soon as his spirit relaxed, he fainted. He had consumed too much energy, so his body was very weak. Peng Zhan's internal power could only wake up his body, but it could not immediately restore him to his original state. He was still as strong as before. It's like recovering from a serious illness, and I feel like I can't use any energy all over my body.
Of course, if he uses the final blow, his soul will be scattered. At that time, even the Great Luo Immortal may not be able to save him.
"Ten thousand feet of light and ten thousand feet of yin, one part scorching heat and three parts cold. Peng Zhan, you must learn to control this pure yang power, otherwise, you will become a terrifying killing machine."
From Peng Zhan's violently trembling palms, Ye Mo fully felt the turbulent waves in his body, so he whispered.
But at this time, Peng Zhan couldn't listen at all. His eyes began to turn red, and the strength in his palms suddenly increased. Ye Mo's face immediately showed a very painful expression.
"Xiao Wu, quickly rub his temples and inject pure yin power into him." Ye Mo shouted loudly.
Ye Xiaowu immediately dodged to Peng Zhan's side. At this moment, Peng Zhan's body kept beating, as if he might jump up from the ground at any time. At this moment, a stream of cool water hit his face.
It turned out that it was Tian Deaf who was swimming and playing in the geothermal pool. It spurted out from his mouth. Peng Zhan shivered subconsciously and sat back down on his butt that had just left the ground.
Ye Xiaowu quickly rubbed Peng Zhan's temples gently with her hands. Peng Zhan immediately felt two waves of coolness rush in from both sides of his brain, gradually stabilizing his mood.
Feeling that the power from Peng Zhan's palm had become more stable, Ye Mo wiped the sweat from his forehead with his hand. If Tian Deaf hadn't touched Peng Zhan with water in time, they might have experienced another catastrophe.
"Chaos generates yin and yang, yin and yang transform into Tai Chi, left yin slowly descends, right yang slowly rises, yin and yang converge at the acupuncture point, even death becomes life."
Hearing Ye Mo reciting these obscure formulas, Peng Zhan couldn't understand them at first and felt inexplicably irritated, but slowly, he subconsciously acted according to his understanding.
Let the yang energy emanating from the Dantian slowly go up from the right side, while the yin energy injected by Ye Xiaowu from the temple slowly sink down from the left side.
Of course, this is just the mainstream breath, there are still some disobedient ones, the yin and yang will meet at some acupuncture points, and then directly disappear.
On the surface, they disappeared into nothing, but in fact they turned into energy and were stored in those acupuncture points. Under the constant impact of these two forces, Peng Zhan could clearly feel that his meridians became smoother and stronger.
It was like turning a bumpy country road into a highway. Peng Zhan could hear the sound of breath and blood flowing through his meridians, while his limbs were filled with endless power.
"In spring, hundreds of flowers bloom, in summer, hundreds of insects awaken, in autumn, hundreds of fruits bloom, and in winter, everything is warm and shaded. All things exist, and all spirits live. I am born for all things, and all things are born for me..."
Ye Mo's voice was low, but like thunder, it cut through the chaos in Peng Zhan's heart.
