Chapter 1068 Breath

Nearly nine million years have passed since Wu Daozi recovered from the anomaly in Mo Dharma Hall and sat on the edge of the Qi Phosphorus Cliff again to comprehend the mystery of the vortex of more than 100 million eras.

After such a long time, the entire situation on Qilin Cliff is completely different from before.

The number of monks who broke away from the vortex of the times was a group every few hundred years, and now, the overall number has increased to hundreds of thousands.

This large number, although it is insignificant for the entire Qilin Cliff, has already allowed the cultivation world that was barely able to form at the beginning to finally completely remove the word "reluctant" and truly form a complete world. The world of spiritual practice.

And after nearly nine million years, the Central Saint Lord who was punished by Wu Daozi to open up 100 million caves is still working hard to open up caves.

In fact, for ordinary monks, even if they are not the pinnacle quasi-sage, just the great quasi-sage, or even the monks below the mid-level quasi-sage, it is an extremely simple matter to open a cave. Casually, a few breaths can open one up. No matter how fastidious you are, it only takes a few days to successfully open up this cave.

However, such a cave is a simple and independent cave.

If this kind of cave is placed on Qilin Cliff, what is the difference between it and the caves opened by the monks themselves? Where is the need for Wu Daozi to let the Central Saint Lord open it up?

There is no cave abode opened by the central sage, so it is obviously impossible to be such a cave abode.

It is impossible to open and complete it so easily.

Each of the caves he opens needs to be completely integrated with Qilin Cliff. It needs to be constructed completely according to the nature of Qilin Cliff and carefully crafted. Only then can this cave be able to meet the requirements of Wu Daozi and make this cave not It will not affect Qilin Cliff's power cycle, but will even have a promoting effect.

Naturally, such a cave cannot be constructed in just a few days or even a few breaths.

Even if Saint Lord Wuyang is the pinnacle quasi-sage, it will take several years to open up such a cave.

Under such circumstances, in the past nearly nine million years, the number of caves opened by the Central Saint Lord was only about one million. Compared with the 100 million caves stipulated by Wu Daozi at the beginning, it is only equivalent to about one percent. If we want to truly end this punishment, I am afraid it will take more than 800 million and nearly 900 million years to do it.

However, although he only opened up a million or so caves, it was more than enough compared to the hundreds of thousands of monks existing on the Qiqun Cliff.

At this moment, hundreds of thousands of monks on the entire Qiqun Cliff are all living in the caves opened by the Holy Lord Wuyang. The caves they opened up, which were incompatible with Qilin Cliff and even had some influence on the power flow of Qilin Cliff, have long been erased and eliminated.

The power circulation cycle of the entire Qilin Cliff has thus become extremely smooth, and the power that Wu Daozi can mobilize has also become stronger, and control has become more flexible and convenient.

If there is a living being standing at a very high point above Qilin Cliff at this time and overlooking the entire Qilin Cliff, he will be able to find that the entire Qilin Cliff looks integrated, and everything that exists on it, even those caves, look like one. They all existed when Qilin Cliff was first born. They are completely integrated with Qilin Cliff and there is nothing unnatural about it.

An entire spiritual practice community composed of hundreds of thousands of people,

Of course it's not possible for everyone to do the same thing.

Of these hundreds of thousands of monks, those who are currently practicing in the cave are only a small part, not even half.

Most of the other monks are either observing the sky and enlightening the Tao in a natural landscape of Qilu Cliff, or playing with each other, or discussing the Tao and fighting somewhere, or gathering together to exchange information. All these make up a complete world of practice.

At this moment, the aura of Wu Daozi covered the entire Qilin Cliff from far and near. Among the hundreds of thousands of monks, except for the few peak quasi-sages, all other monks were oppressed by this aura. His vision went dark, and he passed out without any reaction.

Naturally, they cannot continue doing what they were originally doing.

Fortunately, this Qilin Cliff is the dojo of Wu Daozi, and there is nothing dangerous that can threaten these monks. Therefore, they suddenly fainted at this time and were unable to control themselves. However, no monks were killed because of such changes. What sinister nature can hurt or even kill you.

Although those peak quasi-sages were not unconscious due to the oppression of such a far-reaching aura, they still felt extremely uncomfortable.

Those in the Tiaofu were better off, able to resist such pressure by integrating with the cave. Although their faces were not good-looking, they could still remain calm.

Those peak quasi-sages who were doing something outside the cave were in bad luck.

They were there, feeling the overwhelming and terrifying oppression around them, as if the heaven and earth were overturning. For a moment, they couldn't move at all. They could only tremble slightly and sweat like crazy. They were completely out of control.

"Is this the strength of that saint's sect?! How can it be so powerful?! He and I are both peak quasi-sages, but we are in the same realm. How could he make me so embarrassed just by not targeting my aura?!" This idea is a thought that flashes between the thoughts of these peak quasi-sacred hearts.

If Wu Daozi knew their thoughts, he would definitely sneer at them.

Although the peak quasi-sage is a realm, there are many divisions in it. At this time, he has reached the pinnacle of the peaks and can even execute the saint-making plan of the ancestor of all monsters. However, these peak quasi-sages have only just Just reaching the pinnacle of quasi-sage. Even using the general method of dividing realms, there are still four small realms between them: initial achievement, small achievement, dacheng, and peak. Isn't it normal for such a gap to occur at this time?

However, at this moment, Wu Daozi obviously had no intention to care about them.

At this moment, Wu Daozi focused his whole heart on Luo Fan in front of him!

"How could you become a peak quasi-sage so silently?! Why didn't any vision appear?!" Wu Daozi spat out such words that were almost hysterical.

Although his aura enveloped the entire Qilin Cliff from far away, his target was Luo Fan in front of him. It was Luo Fan who made him confused and suddenly became the pinnacle quasi-sage without any sound!

If his aura covering the entire Qilin Cliff from far away is one, then his aura covering Luo Fan is ten thousand!

Such a terrifying aura was enough to cause changes in time. At this moment, the time and space around Luo Fan's body had completely changed and became like the hardest material in the world, making every breath and every movement of his body... It takes a huge amount of strength to tremble.

Faced with such an aura that was tens of thousands times stronger than the one that spread over the entire Qilin Cliff, Luo Fan's performance was countless times better than those of those peak quasi-sages.

The expression on his face didn't change at all at this time, he still had a faint smile, and it seemed as if the aura around him that could change time and space and freeze time and space was just the spring breeze blowing on his face.

"That's all." Luo Fan smiled lightly.

At this moment, the aura emitted by Wu Daozi is so powerful, so astonishing and terrifying, the power to change time and space, the kind of divine power that can destroy the heaven and earth, is enough to make any monk frightened and helpless.

However, this kind of breath is so fragile to Luo Fan, with so many omissions.

Especially, compared to the aura that he had experienced for so many years before and could even recreate an endless runic void.

Facing such an aura, how could Luo Fan, who had experienced more mysterious auras for countless thousands of years, feel so irresistible? But just by looking at it, he knew the weakness of this aura.

Thinking in his mind, he raised his hand and poked forward slightly.

In an instant, this breath that could change time and space and destroy the world seemed to be made of tofu. At least, the part of the breath around Luo Fan's body seemed to be made of tofu. In an instant, it completely collapsed and disappeared completely. , forming an aura cavity, revealing an aura restricted zone within tens of feet around Luo Fan.

Wu Daozi felt his breath change and couldn't help but widen his eyes.

"What kind of magical power do you have?!" he exclaimed.

Such exclamations made the almost hysterical look on his face become more obvious, but it actually made his mind calm down a little. Some sanity was restored.

Obviously, the previous changes reminded him of his understanding of the Namo Temple millions of years ago. At this moment, Luo Fan's understatement was so similar to what it was before. He also downplayed it like this at the beginning, as if nothing had happened, and just let the Namo Dharma Temple disappear in his own induction, so that he could only see the shadow but not be able to sense the truth.

"This is not some magical power, it's just that I can see through your aura." Luo Fan shook his head and said.

"Aura is just aura, what's wrong with seeing through it?" Wu Daozi said with great disdain. To him, breath is breath. Anyone's breath is innate, and its changes are naturally produced. Its power is also naturally generated by the strength of the owner of the breath.

He usually only uses this kind of breath, but has never studied it.

Of course, he did not study it, not because his basic knowledge did not allow him to study it, but because he had more things to study, because what he wanted to learn and realize was really There are too many, and for him, this understanding of breath has no effect at all on improving his Taoist realm.

In addition, if this aura is thoroughly studied, so what? Breath is breath, even if you study it absolutely thoroughly and know all the mysteries in it, what can you do if you can understand everything in it? It is naturally no problem to fight against each other and fight with each other using breath.

But if you want to use this aura as a combat method to defeat the enemy and win, it would be more convenient to use other magical powers to defeat the enemy. No matter how strong your aura is, can it still be stronger than the magical power of a saint? If you have a shocking aura coming over you, I don’t have to block it. If a magical power is thrown at you, you have to surrender calmly and use normal fighting methods to fight honestly!

In this way, he might waste his precious energy on studying this breath.

It is for this reason that Wu Daozi at this time was very disdainful of Luo Fan's words, thinking that Luo Fan was deceiving him with lies.

Luo Fan was noncommittal about Wu Daozi's words. He had no obligation to teach Wu Daozi the magical effect of aura, nor did he have an obligation to tell him that the fundamental reason for his progress lay in the wisp of aura on a treasure he controlled.

These things are the affairs of the saint and the ancestor of all demons, and are none of his business.

Therefore, Luo Fan just smiled faintly and said: "Since you don't believe what I said, then you can guess for yourself."

Wu Daozi looked at Luo Fan's calm expression and fell into hesitation again: "Could it be that he really saw through my aura? But how is this possible? How can a normal person look for flaws in the aura and directly use Just press my breath back. If he really sees through my breath, then there must be something wrong with his head."

He thought so and his expression calmed down.

His breath was blocked, and he did not immediately stop thinking about dealing with Luo Fan. For him, Luo Fan's current changes were completely beyond his expectation. If he had not found out why Luo Fan had such a change, he would Not willing to give up no matter what.

Since breath is useless, he will no longer use breath to test the opponent.

With a slight thought in his mind, the painting spread out, covering the entire Qilin Cliff from far to near, making hundreds of thousands of monks on the entire Qilin Cliff completely unconscious, and making it very difficult for those peak quasi-sages to resist the aura. He disappeared in an instant and was completely taken back into his body, as if he had never appeared before.

The vast majority of those unconscious monks are great quasi-sages, and only a small number are intermediate-level quasi-sages, and small-level quasi-sages, all of whom have extremely precise control over their own will.

They were unconscious before, but they were suddenly hit by the powerful aura and couldn't resist it for a while. At this moment, the aura that made them unconscious had disappeared, and they recovered in an instant, waking up directly from the coma.

After waking up, they were extremely vigilant. In an instant, they deployed their own magical powers and magic weapons to firmly protect themselves and their souls. Then they began to look around to see what was going on. What force makes them unconscious.

When they saw their surroundings clearly, they were each frightened.

Because they discovered that it was not just them who had passed out, but everyone, everyone they saw, felt, and heard had completely passed out at the previous moment.

For them, this fact simply subverted their worldview, making them feel like they were in a dream.

As beings at the quasi-sage level, even if they are not Dacheng quasi-sages, they are definitely not ordinary monks, and they are definitely not ordinary monks. For their own era, they themselves are all the pride of heaven, and they are absolutely terrifying beings that not even one of hundreds of millions of monks can produce.

Such an existence cannot naturally be without self-confidence, nor can it be an existence with a weak will.

Their self-confidence in themselves makes them extremely convinced that there is someone in the world who can defeat them. This is for sure, but absolutely no one can defeat them easily, and absolutely no one can let them defeat them without any sound. They lost consciousness without any ability to resist.

But at this moment, such a situation happened directly. All of them, silently, were knocked unconscious by some incredible and traceless force.

This power even destroyed their sense of time, making them feel that only a moment had passed after they woke up, and they could not even feel how long they had been unconscious.

Such a change is more unimaginable than simply making them comatose, requiring greater strength and greater power.

It means that the power that makes them unconscious must stop all their power, all their strength, and everything in an instant.

Once there is any instability, any bit of strength, and any bit of will that does not cause coma or stop working in an instant, they will never feel like this, and they will never not know how long they have been unconscious.

After all, monks are not ordinary people.

For ordinary people, the memories they can feel are only in their brains. But for monks, everything about them, their bodies, their strength, their perceptions, their wills, their minds, even the objects around their bodies that are contaminated with their breath, they can feel it. memory.

Under such circumstances, an ordinary coma is just equivalent to a long sleep for them. After they wake up, they can still easily move from their own bodies and from their own strength. , and even feel the memories of their coma from the objects around them that are contaminated with their aura, and feel how long it has been since they were comatose. Even monks with keen senses can even gain access to the memories in them. Memory, seeing all the things that happened during their coma, and the changes in various situations.

But these are completely absent from these monks at this time.

They only felt that they suddenly fell into coma, then suddenly woke up, and their perception of time completely disappeared. No matter it is the memory of the body, the memory of the power, the memory of the perception, or even the memory of the objects around their bodies that are contaminated with their aura, there is not even a trace of it. (To be continued) [This text is provided by Qihang Update Team x-on:Ou Shi Zunzun] If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendations and monthly votes. Your support is my biggest motivation. ) Bring x-on:Xuan Xiao Nongying