Chapter 1024 Merit
I got used to it after being smoked, and I was smoked hundreds more, so I won’t use the format for now~~~
In the past thousand years, Luo Fan has moved away from the Dunjia Sect's territory by countless trillions of miles.
And by strangling the Dacheng Quasi-Saint level beasts and the peak Quasi-Saint level beasts, he has reduced the realm shackles he encountered to a situation where he could break at any time. The long river of time that hung above his head, which had not been recovered for hundreds of years, was even more radiant. The bright red light even covered the sun, and the place he passed by was covered in a bright light for tens of thousands of miles. between red.
"There are still twenty-five Dacheng Quasi-Saint-level creatures to break through." Luo Fan's figure did not look as embarrassed as mine at this time. Instead, he looked full of energy, as if the thousands of years of exhaustion he had endured did not happen to him. The body is average.
Originally, the number of Dacheng Quasi-Saint-level creatures that Luo Fan needed to kill was 7,874. Over the past thousand years, although the creatures he had killed did not reach this number, there were many peaks among them. A quasi-saint-level creature. Each of these creatures is equivalent to thirty or forty Dacheng Quasi-Saint level creatures. At this moment, he has almost broken the shackles of the realm he encountered. He only needs to kill twenty-five more quasi-saint-level creatures, or one peak quasi-saint-level creature, to complete the process of breaking the shackles of the realm. The process gave him the coveted supreme breakthrough in his Taoist realm.
Luo Fan secretly wanted to raise it and began to move towards the next location of the Dacheng Quasi-Saint level beast.
Although if you choose a peak quasi-saint-level alien beast, you only need one more to complete the entire killing process. However, it is obvious that choosing a peak quasi-saint-level alien beast requires taking a lot of risks. Under such circumstances, he would naturally not be willing to choose such an opponent.
Just when he was thinking this, suddenly, a leisurely sigh sounded.
Then, the whole world changed in an instant, and the indestructible and eternal aura that originally filled the entire sanctuary seemed to boil slightly in an instant, and there was even a sense of joy and relief mixed in it.
"Why did you do this killing? In the more than a thousand years since you entered the Holy Realm, you have killed nearly ten thousand Dacheng Quasi-Saints. You are really too cruel to be left with such a heart-rending madness.
" Such words penetrated into Luo Fan's ears, making Luo Fan's whole body tremble, and his eyes showed a solemn look.
The owner of the sound, Luo Fan, didn't even know where he was, but he was able to send the sound into his ears. This fact was enough for him to understand that the person who made the sound was by no means simple and extremely powerful. It may be an existence of Dacheng Quasi-sage or above. In other words, it is very likely that he is a pinnacle quasi-sage equivalent to the Taoist realm. The real pinnacle quasi-sage without any discount!
Facing such an existence, how could Luo Fan not be solemn? Especially at this time, this person also said words that he could not tolerate...
At this time, the Dacheng Quasi-Saint-level alien beast below that Luo Fan originally planned to put into the inner universe of the Era was as tame as a kitten, lying on the ground. If the pressure was not too great, it would even The tail started wagging.
At this moment, the void twisted, and a figure appeared out of nowhere in front of Luo Fan.
This man is a handsome young man, wearing a Taoist robe with long flowing sleeves. He looks like an immortal, with a vague aura around him, as if he is extremely powerful, but also seems to be completely absent.
This man was looking at Luo Fan with a look of regret mixed with anger.
That look was like looking at an ignorant child who accidentally committed some heinous crime.
"Sure enough, he is the pinnacle quasi-sage." Luo Fan frowned, and instantly knew what this person was. His heart was shocked. The power in his body was activated to its peak in an instant. The top of his head shone with a radius of tens of thousands of miles. The range of time has changed slightly, bringing the mystery within it to its limit.
"Killing? I'm just collecting training materials. How does killing count?" Luo Fan said calmly.
Although he is about to break the shackles of the realm and achieve transcendence at this time, he is still a follower after all. Although he has reached the end of the realm, he is still a follower. In such a state of Taoism, one must be cautious when facing the peak quasi-saint-level alien beasts with insufficient intelligence, and must use countless means to defeat them. The monk in front of him is obviously a true pinnacle quasi-sage. His spiritual intelligence, magical power, and power are many times more powerful than those peak quasi-sage beasts. Faced with such a being, he is naturally I don't want to get involved with it.
Hearing Luo Fan's words, the man smiled coldly and said: "Collecting practice materials? What kind of practice materials require so many great quasi-sages? I have been observing you for three hundred years. During these three hundred years, you have done nothing but travel. Except for this, the killing never stopped at any moment. Such a style is simply the devil's style. How can it be explained by collecting practice materials?!"
"Okay, since we didn't take action directly, it means there is still room for maneuver." Such thoughts flashed through Luo Fan's mind, but he said without any hesitation: "As cultivators, hundreds of years can count. What? It’s not uncommon to spend hundreds of millions of years collecting cultivation materials. Moreover, my cultivation method is quite special and requires many substances from the quasi-saint-level beasts to practice. Isn’t that okay?”
"Impossible, there is absolutely nothing in common between the great quasi-sages you killed." The peak quasi-sage frowned and retorted resolutely.
"Haha, haven't you already said what they have in common? They are all great quasi-sages." Luo Fan chuckled and said.
"Huh?!" The young man frowned, seeming to be overwhelmed by Luo Fan's words. However, soon, his expression returned to anger and regret, and he said: "Perhaps what you said is reasonable. However, this holy land is not an Shura field. Although it does not restrict the path of cultivation, your killing method will But it is absolutely impossible to let go, so I still can’t let you go.”
With that said, the young man didn't bother to speak and directly raised his hand to grab Luo Fan in the air.
At this moment, Luo Fan felt as if his whole body was being repulsed and oppressed by the entire world, the entire universe, and the entire sanctuary. The endless, eternal, and indestructible aura around him gathered crazily towards him, making him feel that his body, his strength, his perception, and his will were all under unimaginable pressure. . The pressure was getting stronger and stronger, becoming more and more terrifying, and finally reached an unimaginable point, making him feel as if everything about him was going to be turned into powder under this pressure.
At this moment, Luo Xong suddenly felt the feeling of those peak quasi-holy level beasts that he had destroyed thousands of years ago with the help of calamity when he was in the Dunjia Sect's territory. In the beginning, those calamities were accomplished with the help of this ubiquitous condensation and oppression that seemed to be the aura of the saint. That situation was so similar to what he encountered at this time. If Luo Fan hadn't reached the level he is now, and understood almost all the realms of Taoism, he might have said he was unhappy about retribution.
"It turns out that those strange beasts felt like this back then. It was really not wonderful." Luo Fan actually had time to have such thoughts flash through his mind at this moment.
Although the young man's attack speed was so sudden, Luo Fan had already prepared for a person who told him that he could not keep him without meeting him. How could he be unprepared?
Because he was prepared, even though he encountered a disaster similar to what happened to those strange beasts at this time, he still resisted. As soon as he thought, the river of time above his head suddenly shook, immediately wrapped around him, and directly absorbed him into the universe inside the river of time.
The universe within this era is usually only used to fight enemies, but that does not mean that it can only be used to fight enemies. After all, it is a long period of time, with endless wonderful uses, and the functions are naturally impossible to be so monotonous.
The inner universe of this era was originally able to isolate the calamity of those alien beasts. Now it can naturally effectively isolate this kind of attack that is equivalent to the original calamity. Therefore, the moment Luo Fan's figure entered the universe, the young man suddenly felt that his right hand was empty, and there was only a long bright red river in front of him that seemed to be a magic weapon, while the opponent he wanted to kill had already disappeared. disappeared.
"Is there nothing I can do against you by hiding in the magic weapon? You underestimate the saint's disciples!" As he said this, he slightly drew a simple but extremely mysterious trajectory between the virtual banquets with his right hand. In an instant, the entire sacred space shook, and a ray of light stepped out from the void.
This ray of light was so bright, so dazzling, and so solid, it was like hundreds of millions of universes arranged in one place, crashing directly into the bright red river.
Although he said he was disdainful of this magic weapon, in fact, the reason why he had been observing Luo Fan for three hundred years before taking action was precisely because the power of this bright red river was so weird that it made him He couldn't find a perfect way to deal with it, so when he took action at this time, he thought of the magical power that could have the greatest effect on the Minghong River.
This magical power is exactly the kind of magical power he obtained through consulting the saints through his master. Its power was so powerful that even he was inexplicably shocked, but he was absolutely confident that this magical power could easily break the bright red river. Pull out Luo Fan among them.
This person is said to be a disciple of the saint, but in fact he is just a disciple of a sect founded by a named disciple of the saint. Such a distant relationship, claiming to be a disciple of a saint, is putting gold on his face... Therefore, even for a saint, even a single thought can create billions of magical powers, and it also needs to go round and round, I wasted three hundred years just to get it...
"Nearly ten thousand Dacheng quasi-sages have been collected into the magic weapon, but his own Taoist realm has not made any progress. It seems that the materials he collected must still be there. If I kill him, not only can I gain merit, but also Obtaining a lot of materials out of thin air..." What flashed through the young man's mind at this time was not a noble thought, but this thought.
This dream world, or rather, the sanctuary in this dream world, has something that Luo Fan has never seen in other worlds, and that is merit.
The more Luo Fan killed before, the more he gathered those peak quasi-saint-level beasts to deal with him, precisely because merit was at work.
The merit in the holy realm is an extremely mysterious existence. This kind of existence is extremely mysterious. It usually has no manifestation and seems to have no effect at all. But when you practice and break through the realm, it will naturally show its important role. Whether it is cultivation or breakthrough, it will be much easier for a monk with more merit than a monk with less merit. The more merit, the greater the difference.
even. Some ordinary people can even become immortals overnight if they have enough merit. If some monks' merits reach a certain limit, they may even become Dacheng Quasi-Sages and Peak Quasi-Qin without practicing any practice... Of course, such a quantity of merits must at least reach a level similar to salvation to be enough to complete such a great undertaking.
Merits, however, are closely related to what living beings do. If you obey the rules of this holy realm, you will naturally have merit. If you go against the rules of the holy realm, not only will you have no merit, but you will also have karma. Actions such as saving people, benefiting heaven and earth, and actions that are beneficial to the growth of the Holy Domain are all actions that obey the rules of the Holy Domain and are meritorious. And Xiang Luo Fan's act of killing for no reason, and killing the quasi-saint level beasts at every turn, and the peak quasi-saint level beasts, is working, and summoning karma at all times.
It was precisely because of this that the young man's attack on Luo Fan caused such a big reaction from the ubiquitous aura that seemed to be the aura of a saint. The power of his attack with the help of his breath had just become so powerful.
The reason why this young man insisted on taking action against Luo Fan was exactly what was mentioned above. In order to gain merit and at the same time obtain the countless practice materials collected by Luo Fan which caused countless karma. In fact, Luo Fan initially said The young man already believed the reason without even having to say it.
"It seems that the monks who have just ascended from the lower world are indeed the most naive." A faint smile appeared on the young man's face, and his heart was full of pride.
Just when he was imagining that he had reaped countless benefits and was able to completely refine the magic weapons he wanted to refine, the blue light that appeared from the void was already the same as Luo Fan's era. An extremely fierce collision. The shock wave generated by the impact directly tore the void into pieces, disconnected time, and formed a black ring of nothingness that seemed to not even exist in time or space. It began to amplify from the impact point and continued in all directions. diffusion.
As it spreads, the void continues to collapse and become nothingness.
When the young man saw this, he couldn't help being startled, his body trembled, and he was pushed back tens of thousands of miles in an instant.
After the dark halo spread, another circle of halo was produced from the impact point, forming concentric circles with the previous halo and continuing to spread outward. In this way, the halo after circle seemed to be squeezed and pushed. Generally, let the concentric halo group continue to push outward, so that the range of the halo spread becomes larger and wider.
In the end, it reached tens of thousands of miles away, almost close to the young man who could not bear the time and space restoration of this holy realm, and gradually disappeared without a trace.
In the center of the concentric circles, the blue light and the bright red river are constantly annihilating each other during the collision. Both the blue light and the bright red river are constantly shrinking and shrinking in the process. Weakened, it seemed as if they were constantly being taken away by the dark halo.
The whole process was neither urgent nor slow, but there was no room for relaxation. The resolute and straightforward look seemed to stop until one of the two completely disappeared.
"How is it possible?! At most, it is only a Dacheng quasi-sage level magic weapon. How can it be consistent with the magical power passed down by the saint?" The young man's face was full of disbelief at this time.
He had observed Luo Fan for more than three hundred years before. Although he knew that this bright red river was not simple, he only thought that its function was weird and hard to guard against. He actually did not feel how powerful this "magic weapon" was, but this time What happened at that time was completely beyond his imagination.
Although the "magic weapon" did not win at this time, it actually blocked the blue light and prevented the blue light from going any further. This was simply the greatest absurdity in the world, and it made him extremely superstitious about saints. My mind is almost blank.
In fact, the reason why something like this happened at this time is not complicated. It's just because of the limitations of this pinnacle quasi-sage that it's impossible to think of it.
This world is not a real world, but a world between projection and reality. Everything in this world is in the dream of a great quasi-sage. The knowledge of the Quasi-Saint Da Tao limits the entire world! For the Dacheng quasi-sage, a saint, or even a peak quasi-sage, is a kind of existence that can only be imagined but cannot be fully understood. Therefore, in this dream world, whether they are saints or pinnacle quasi-sages, they are just saints and pinnacle quasi-sages in his imagination. For such a being, no matter how rich the imagination of the Dacheng Quasi-Saint is, the saints and pinnacle Quasi-Saints imagined by him will definitely be completely different from their true appearance.
Maybe this is too absolute, but if you think about it in reverse, you can easily understand it. Dacheng Quasi-sage is like a frog in a dry well. The pinnacle quasi-sage is the bright moon in the sky. And the saint is the entire universe. Based on the frog's knowledge and perspective, one can imagine how far the imaginary moon and the imaginary universe will be compared with the real bright moon and the real universe.
Perhaps, in the eyes of the frog, the bright moon is a light group that can only appear once and a half a day, and does not exist at other times, and the universe is just this well... (To be continued) [This text is written by Qihang The update team is handsome and graceful, the trees are in the wind, the flowers are in the wind, and the tires are punctured when driving 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. )