"Well, if you can clean up, you'll know later." Morning cold hum, and then the hands of a decisive pinch, a sudden morning on the top of the Tai Chi Eight Diagrams, the instant light is much brighter.

In this dark night, the Taiji Eight Diagrams above the head in the morning rotate slowly and regularly, emitting a faint halo, and the patriarch standing opposite looks casual, apparently not looking at the young girl who just introduced Taoism in the morning. Morning doesn't care what he thinks of himself, but it's still my own way of driving the battle and accumulating strength bit by bit.

Less than two minutes later,...