Nearly nine million years have passed since the Enlightened Daozi recovered from the anomaly of the Dharma Hall and sat on the edge of the Qilin Cliff again to realize the mystery of the vortex of more than 100 million eras.

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

The number of monks who broke away from the vortex of that era, because there was a group every hundreds of years, has now increased to hundreds of thousands.

This amount is insignificant for the entire Qilin Cliff, but it is already a cultivation world that was barely able to form at the beginning has finally completely removed the two words of reluctance, and it has truly formed a complete cultivation world.

And after nearly nine million years, the central holy lord who was punished by the Enlightened Daozi to open up the 100 million cave mansion is still working hard to open up the cave mansion at this time.

In fact, for ordinary monks, even if they are not peak quasi-saints, but only great quasi-saints, or even monks below the middle quasi-saints, it is an extremely simple matter to open up a cave mansion. Casually, a few breaths can open up one. It is exquisite, and it will only take a few days to successfully open up this cave.

However, that kind of cave house is a simple, independent cave house.

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

Obviously, the cave mansion opened up by the Central Holy Lord cannot be such a cave mansion. Nor can it be done so easily.

Each of the caves he opened up needed to be completely integrated with the Qilin Cliff. It needs to be built in full accordance with the nature of the Qilin Cliff, and it needs to be carefully crafted, so that this cave can finally meet the requirements of the enlightened Taoist, so that this cave will not only not affect the power cycle of the Qilin Cliff, but will even give birth to a promoting effect.

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

Even if this Central Holy Lord is a peak quasi-saint, it will take several years to open up such a cave mansion.

In this case, that's almost nine million years. The cave opened up by the central holy lord. That's just a million or so seats. Compared to the 100 million caves stipulated by the original Enlightened Daozi, it is only about one percent, and if you want to really end this punishment, I am afraid it will take more than 800 million and nearly 900 million years to do it.

But. Although he only opened up a million caves. But compared to the hundreds of thousands of monks who exist on this Qilin Cliff. But it's more than enough.

At this moment, the hundreds of thousands of monks on the entire Qilin Cliff were all living in the cave opened up by the Central Holy Lord. They carved it out of their own. The cave mansion that is incompatible with this Qilin Cliff, and even has some influence on the power flow of the Qilin Cliff, has long been erased and eliminated.

As a result, the power circulation cycle of the entire Qilin Cliff has become extremely smooth, and the power that Wudaozi can mobilize has become stronger and more agile and convenient to control.

If there is a creature standing at a very high place above the Qilin Cliff at this time and overlooking the entire Qilin Cliff, he will be able to find that the entire Qilin Cliff looks like it is one and the same, and there is a qiē on it, even those caves, it seems that they all existed when the Qilin Cliff was born, and it is completely integrated with the Qilin Cliff, without any unnaturalness.

In an entire cultivation world composed of hundreds of thousands of people, of course, it is impossible for everyone to do the same thing.

Of these hundreds of thousands of monks, only a small fraction of them are now remaining in the cave to cultivate, and even half of them are not accounted for.

Most of the other monks either watched the Heavenly Enlightenment in a certain natural landscape of the Qilin Cliff, or played with each other, or fought in a certain place, or gathered in one place to exchange something. All kinds of things make up a complete spiritual world.

At this moment, the moment the aura on the body of Wudaozi covered the entire Qilin Cliff far and wide, these hundreds of thousands of monks, except for a few peak quasi-saints, all the other monks were oppressed by this breath and their eyes were blackened, and they passed out without any reaction.

Naturally, they can't do what they were doing.

Fortunately, this Qilin Cliff is the dojo of the enlightened people, and there is nothing dangerous in it that can threaten these monks, so they suddenly passed out at this time, unable to help themselves, but there are no monks who have been injured or even killed by some sinister nature because of such changes.

And although those peak quasi-saints did not fall into a coma due to the oppression of such a far-reaching aura, they also felt extremely uncomfortable.

Those who are in the cave are a little better, they can resist the oppression of such an aura by merging with the cave mansion, and although their faces are not good-looking, they can still maintain their composure.

Those peak quasi-saints who were doing something outside the cave were unlucky.

They were there, feeling the overwhelming terrific oppression around them, as if the heavens and the earth were overturned, and they couldn't move at all for a while, and the whole person could only tremble slightly, cold sweat flowed wildly, and they were completely out of shape.

"This is the strength of that saint's disciple?!How can it be so powerful?!I and he are both peak quasi-saints, but the same realm, how can he make me so wolf just because it is not aimed at my breath?!!" This thought flashed between the thoughts of these peak quasi-saint hearts.

If the enlightened son knew what they were thinking, he would have scoffed at them.

Although the peak quasi-saint is a realm, there are also many divisions in it, and he is already the pinnacle of the peak that can even execute the saint-making plan of the ancestor of ten thousand demons at this time, and these peak quasi-saints have only just entered the peak quasi-saint. It is to use the general realm division method, and there is also a difference between them in the four small realms of the beginning, the small success, the great success, and the peak. Isn't it normal for such a gap to occur at this time?

However, at this moment, Wudaozi obviously didn't have the heart to care about them.

At this moment, the enlightened man is wholeheartedly on Luo Fan in front of him!

"How can you achieve the pinnacle quasi-saint so silently?!Why don't any visions appear?!" Enlightenment Zi spat out such words that were almost hysterical.

His aura, although it was far away, enveloped the entire Qilin Cliff. But his own goal is Luo Fan in front of him. It was the one who made him scratch his head, and suddenly became the pinnacle of quasi-sainthood without a word!

If the aura that he enveloped the entire Qilin Cliff from far away was one, then the aura he shrouded Luo Fan was ten thousand!

Such a terrifying aura was enough to make Shi have a change, and at this moment, the time and space around Luo Fan's body had completely changed, becoming like the hardest substance in heaven and earth, making him breathe every time. Every tremor of the body. It takes a lot of strength to do it.

In the face of this, compared to the aura that spread to the entire Qilin Cliff that was ten thousand times stronger, Luo Fan's appearance was countless times better than those peak quasi-saints.

His expression did not change in the slightest at this time, and he was still smiling faintly. It looked like the surroundings were enough to change planes. The breath that makes time and space freeze is just like a spring breeze.

"That's just it. Luo Fan smiled faintly.

At this moment. The aura emitted by the Enlightened Son is so powerful, so amazing, so terrifying. That kind of power that changes time and space, that kind of divine power that can destroy the world is enough to make any monk tremble and unable to do it himself.

However, such an aura is so fragile for Luo Fan, with so many omissions.

Especially, it was even more so true of the aura that he had experienced for so many years before, and was even able to recreate an endless rune void.

In the face of such an aura, how could Luo Fan, who had already felt a more mysterious aura, who had been feeling more mysterious for thousands of years, have an irresistible feeling?

Thinking in his heart, his thoughts moved slightly, and he raised his hand and poked lightly forward.

In an instant, this breath that was enough to change time and space, enough to destroy the world and the earth, was like a tofu composition, at least, this part of the breath around Luo Fan's body was like a tofu composition, and it completely collapsed and disappeared in an instant, forming a breath hollow, revealing a breath forbidden area with a range of dozens of zhang around Luo Fan.

Wudaozi felt the change in his breath, and couldn't help but widen his eyes.

"What kind of supernatural powers are you?!" he exclaimed.

This exclamation made the almost hysterical look on his face more and more obvious, but it calmed his mind down a little. Restore some sanity.

Obviously, the previous change reminded him of his understanding of the Dharma Temple millions of years ago. At this moment, Luo Fan's understatement is so similar to what it was at the beginning. At the beginning, he also understated it like this, as if nothing had happened, and directly let the Dharma Hall disappear into his senses, so that he could only see the shadow and not sense its truth.

"It's not a miracle, it's just that I can see through your breath. Luo Fan shook his head and said.

"Breath is breath, what is there that you can't see through?" said Wu Daozi very disdainfully. For him, breath is breath, and anyone's breath is innate, and its changes are naturally generated, and its power is also naturally generated because of the strength of the owner of the breath.

This kind of breath is usually only used by him, but he has never studied it.

Of course, he didn't study it, not because his root knowledge couldn't allow him to study it, but because he had more things to study, because there were too many things he wanted to learn and understand, and the realization of his breath would have no effect on his Dao realm at all.

In addition, what can this breath be if it is studied thoroughly? Breath is breath, even if it is studied absolutely thoroughly, can know the mystery of one of them, can understand one of the qiē and what can it be? With the help of the breath to fight each other and fight each other, it is naturally no problem.

But if you want to use this breath as a means of battle to defeat the enemy, it is not as convenient as using some other magical power to fight the enemy. No matter how strong your aura is, can it still be stronger than the saint's supernatural powers? You have an earth-shattering aura pressing over, and I don't have to block it. Throw a supernatural power over, and you will have to give in and fight honestly using normal combat methods!

In this way, where could he waste his precious energy on the study of this breath.

It is precisely for this reason that Wudaozi at this time was very disdainful of Luo Fan's words, thinking that Luo Fan was lying and deceiving him.

Luo Fan was noncommittal about Wudaozi's words.

He is not obligated to teach him the wonderful use of the Enlightened Son's breath, and he is not obliged to tell him that he has made such progress. The root cause of this lies in the breath of a treasure in his hands.

These things. It's a matter of the ancestor of the saint and all demons, and it's a matter 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. ”

Wudaozi looked at Luo Fan's calm expression. He fell into hesitation again: "Mo Fei. Is it really that he can see through my breath? But how is this possible? Where would a normal person look for a flaw in his breath, just use his breath to press it back. If he really saw through my breath, then he must have a problem with his head. ”

He thought so. His expression calmed down.

His breath was blocked, he didn't immediately stop thinking about dealing with Luo Fan, for him, Luo Fan's current change was completely beyond his expectations, if he didn't find out why Luo Fan had this change, he wouldn't want to give up.

Since the breath is useless, he no longer uses the breath to test the other party.

With a slight movement of his mind, the one spread out, covering the entire Qilin Cliff from far and near, making the hundreds of thousands of monks on the entire Qilin Cliff completely unconscious, and the aura that those peak quasi-saints had resisted very hard disappeared in an instant, and he was directly completely retracted into his body, as if it had never appeared.

The vast majority of those unconscious monks are great and quasi-saints, and only a small number of them are middle-level quasi-saints and small quasi-saints, all of whom are extremely precise beings in controlling their own will.

They were unconscious before, but they were suddenly caught by the powerful aura, and they couldn't resist it for a while, but at this moment, the aura that made them unconscious had disappeared, and they instantly recovered and woke up directly from that coma.

After they came to their senses, they were each extremely vigilant, and in an instant, they unfolded their respective magical powers and their magic weapons, firmly protecting themselves and their souls, and then began to look around to see what kind of power made them unconscious.

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

Because they found that it was not just themselves who passed out, but everyone, everyone who had seen, felt, and heard had been completely unconscious in that moment.

For them, this fact simply subverts their worldview, making them feel that they are not in a dream.

As quasi-saint-level beings, even if they are not Dacheng quasi-saints, they are by no means ordinary monks, they are by no means ordinary monks. They themselves are very proud of their own time, and they are definitely terrifying beings that hundreds of millions of monks cannot come up with.

Such a existence cannot naturally be without self-confidence, and naturally cannot be a weak-willed existence.

Their self-confidence in themselves makes them extremely sure that there are people in this world who can defeat them, that's for sure, but absolutely no one can easily defeat them, and there is absolutely no one who can make them lose consciousness without any ability to resist without any sound.

But at this moment, such a situation appeared directly, and all of them, who were silent, were knocked unconscious by some incredible, untraceable force.

Even this power destroys their sense of time, so that when they wake up, it feels like only a moment has passed, and they can't even feel how long they have been unconscious.

Such a change is more unimaginable than simply making them unconscious, and it requires greater strength and greater power.

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

Once there is any instability, any bit of strength, no bit of will that is not in a coma in an instant, and does not stop working in an instant, they will never have such a feeling at this time, and they will never know how long they have been in a coma.

Monks, after all, are not ordinary people.

For ordinary people, the memories they can feel are just in the brain. But for the monks, they can feel the memories of their qiē, their bodies, their powers, their perceptions, their wills, their minds, and even the objects around their bodies that are tainted with their breath.

In such a situation, an ordinary coma is nothing more than a sleep for them, and after they wake up, they can still easily feel the memories of their coma from their own body, from their own strength, and even from the objects around their body that are contaminated with their breath, and feel how long it has been since they were in a coma, and even if they are a monk with keen perception, they can even take the memories in it, and see the various things that happened during the time they were unconscious, and the changing state of all kinds of situations。

But none of these things are at all present in these monks at this time.

They only felt that they were suddenly unconscious, and then suddenly they woke up, and their perception of time was completely gone. Whether it is the memory of the body, the memory of strength, the memory of perception, or even the memory of the objects around their body that are contaminated with their breath, there is not the slightest trace of it. (To be continued.) )