Chapter 328: A hundred years of preaching, ten years of refinement

In the next hundred years, Luo Fan roughly taught Luofu the scriptures that Luofu could understand and must understand in the "Dao Guo Dadao Jing" compiled by him.
For his son, he naturally does not need to have any reservations.
Therefore, in the process of teaching this scripture, he unreservedly passed on his own understanding of the "Tao Guo Da Dao Jing" to Luo Fu.
Through those millions of years of cultivation, Luo Fu has already reached the pinnacle of the realm of transcendence. The solid foundation and vast power of his accumulation has reached a level far surpassing that of an enlightened monk!
Under such circumstances, although the number of scriptures he can practice is quite small compared to the entire "Tao Guo Dadao Sutra", there are only a few hundred volumes, but it is much more than the average enlightened monk can practice. Up.
A hundred years seems to be a long time, but the scriptures are profound and more mysterious. Such a period of time only allowed Luo Fu to learn the hundreds of scriptures. To understand it, it takes a long time to realize , It takes the same long time to truly cultivate.
One day after a hundred years, Luo Fan finished teaching the last scripture and let Luo Fu understand it. Then he smiled at him: "Fu'er, you already know that kind of magical technique. Next All that needs to be done is to practice according to the method, and then add in the self-realization, and finally turn the magical powers and tactics into your own power, but you don't need to delay any more time, so go and practice."
"Baby obeyed." Luo Fu was taken aback for a moment, then reacted and bowed to Luo Fan.
These hundred years of learning can be said to be the hundred years that Luofu has made the most progress in his life!
Luo Fan also preached to Luofu before, and even several preaching depths were no less than this century, but at that time Luofu’s cultivation was too weak, and his understanding of the mysteries of heaven and earth was extremely shallow, which was naturally difficult. To understand the profound mystery revealed in Luo Fan's preaching, progress is of course limited.
But the situation is different at this time.
After millions of years of retreat and practice, Luo Fu's realm was more than a thousand times stronger than when he listened to the Tao before, but Luo Fan was able to understand a little bit about what Luo Fan said.
With this understanding, he felt Luo Fan's gestures, the majestic atmosphere that appeared between the lines, the kind of high-rise buildings, the kind of incomparably thorough understanding of the mystery of the great road!
The great harvest can be imagined.
Of course, between father and son, there is no need to use too many false words to express gratitude.
Therefore, Luo Fu just bowed to show respect, then walked away, and went to the practice room he chose a hundred years ago.
Luo Fan looked at Luo Fu's distant figure with a faint smile on his face.
"After the three yuan meeting, I must be able to cultivate the magic art. When the time is over, the confidence should be much stronger." Such thoughts flashed in Luo Fan's mind.
The various magical powers and tactics he taught Luofu are all-encompassing. If they are all cultivated, they can at least increase Luofu's strength by more than a thousand times. In addition, its original strength is comparable to that of ordinary enlightened monks. If it can't survive the catastrophe, even if it can only be said that Tiandi Dadao does not want Luofu to prove the way, it cannot be changed by human power.
As soon as his thoughts turned, Luo Fan had a strange look on his face.
But when Luo Fu went to his practice room, he just ran into Lei Jiuxiao.
At this time, the brothers were communicating.
"It's such a coincidence. But it's okay, I'll see you after you save it." Luo Fan's thoughts flashed, and he turned his attention away from Luo Fu and the others, raising his hand to grasp it, and there was one in the universe from his sleeve. The long and short divine dragon rushed out, twisted and shook between the void, making a roar.
It took a long time to land before Luo Fan shrank into a one-foot-long strip and appeared in front of Luo Fan.
This, surprisingly, was the mount that Luo Fan had refined in order to rush to rescue the mountain god, Nebula.
Seeing Nebula, Luo Fan didn't bother to wait any longer. He directly raised his hand and grabbed it, and there were billions of three-dimensional talisman seals suddenly pouring out of his five fingers, forming five ropes completely colluded by the three-dimensional talisman arrangement. It was wrapped around the body of Nebula.
These ropes formed by the collusion of billions of three-dimensional talisman seals locked the Nebula in an instant, and directly penetrated into its body, completely integrated into the core of the Nebula.
As this infinite three-dimensional talisman seal submerged, Nebula gradually gave birth to a mysterious and mysterious change.
The entire Shenlong body was shining with a faint glow, and some indescribable pain and joy flashed in those pupils, and the body shook rapidly and enlarged.
After a while, the Xiaguang disappeared.
This one-foot-long dragon has turned into a ten-foot-long golden dragon, with golden light all over its body, and the tiny scales of its minions appear as living creatures, and it exudes some mysterious and inexplicable fluctuations at all times!
The golden dragon's body seemed extremely empty, and it seemed infinitely full.
The body seemed to contain endless power, and it seemed to be just an empty shell.
Between the twisting and turning of the body, there are flowers that exude the sound of the great road, and the auspicious clouds that have evolved into an endless road to wrap up his body, and at the same time, his body shuttles among the auspicious clouds, and its head and tail appear almost at different times.
The whole image is mysterious and mysterious, beyond words.
"Thank you for your promotion..." A voice that couldn't distinguish between men and women came from Jin Long's mouth.
"I now integrate you with the space of the prehistoric world. Although you will be fettered by space, your speed will reach an incredible level from now on. I am afraid that it will be faster than me driving the clouds." Luo Fan smiled slightly. .
"Thank you, Master." The Jinlong seemed to be very pleased, his body trembling, and said.
Luo Fan knew that even though he had refinished himself, the Golden Dragon’s spiritual consciousness was still incomplete, and it was impossible to expect more reactions from him, and he didn’t say anything anymore. He just said, "Go into my sleeve. Qiankun, I will call you if something happens in the future."
"Yes." Jin Long nodded fiercely.
Luo Fan didn't hesitate, and with his left hand forward, the golden dragon shrank in an instant, rushed to his sleeve, and went straight into it in a blink of an eye.
By this time, Luo Fan's sleeves had reached a vast and boundless state through the tempering of his several times of promotion, and there was no problem in accommodating this golden dragon.
After collecting the golden dragon, Luo Fan didn't stand up, but raised his hand and shocked again, and there was a gray silk from his sleeve.
And as the silk came out, there were three hundred and sixty-five monster sculptures with strange images, but they contained a mysterious and murderous atmosphere!
This, surprisingly, was the seal that absorbed the entire source of slaughter and all the Qi of Xiao slaughter into it, and the three hundred and sixty-five monsters that had the true meaning of slaughter!
"The true meaning of killing fits the Great Dao of the prehistoric world. If you understand it thoroughly, the degree of compatibility with the predominant world will be greatly improved. If the mystery is integrated into the martial arts, it will have countless benefits to the martial arts." The mind flashed through this. General thoughts.
Luo Fan raised his hand and pointed.
The silk shook quickly.
As it swayed, a three-foot long sword with an aperture of three hundred and sixty-five circles around it slowly emerged from the gray silk and gradually fell into Luo Fan's hands.
Holding this long sword in his hand, Luo Fan suddenly felt that he had grasped all life, all material power of life and death. It seemed that he could destroy even the world with his own will!
Of course, the time when this feeling appeared was very short, and Luo Fan had already suppressed it in the blink of an eye.
Part of this feeling is true, but most of them are just illusions. It is an illusion of the true meaning of killing and a monk. If you really believe it, you will get lost in the true meaning of killing, and gradually Lose yourself.
Raising his hand and shaking lightly, the three-foot-long sword suddenly shook, and the three hundred and sixty-five circle of aperture suddenly expanded and turned into a huge, unparalleled ring of Tianhe.
This Tianhe River may be thousands of miles wide, but it is not at all crowded in this hall, even if the hall is so small at first glance.
As soon as Luo Fan thought, his body sank into the outermost circle among the three hundred and sixty-five circles of aperture.
These three hundred and sixty-five circles of light are condensed and evolved from the true meaning of killing. It has a very powerful effect. If a monk can obtain any of them, the destructive power will increase by hundreds of times!
Although Luo Fan's Sun Moon True Eye could see through the true meaning of this killing, and even reduced it to condense and replicate it, it was just watching after all.
If you want to truly understand the mystery, and you want to realize the supreme way of heaven through the true meaning of killing, it is not only to see what you can do from the outside, but you also need Luo Fan to enter it personally and feel the true meaning of killing. .
When the figure was submerged in this aperture, endless killing intent suddenly appeared out of thin air.
Suddenly, he seemed to have come to a brand new world, a brand new world.
Infinite strange monsters suddenly appeared beside him out of thin air, and infinite substances capable of producing killing appeared beside him, attacking him quickly.
Luo Fan's pupils turned slightly, and his consciousness incorporated all these attacks into his own mind and thoughts.
After a little analysis, the consciousness knows what the true meaning of killing represented by this light circle is, and which one of the three hundred and sixty-five killing lives corresponds.
At the same time, he fully grasped the true meaning of this killing!
As he realized this slightly, a circle of light appeared in the back of his head.
The nature of this aperture is very mysterious, and it is actually similar in nature to the huge aperture he is in, even more refined, with greater power!
The light circle behind his head swung slightly.
The entire aperture he was in instantly calmed down.
The infinite monster that was throwing at him, the deadly material disappeared instantly, as if it had never appeared before.
In Luo Fan's mind, a lot of spiritual light flashed, raising his hand to scratch.
A monster statue appeared out of thin air, completely blending into the light circle behind his head.
As the monster statue merged, the light behind his head flashed violently, and it suddenly expanded a hundred times, like a huge background, displayed behind Luo Fan.
Obviously, with the integration of this monster statue, the power of this true killing condensed by himself is at least a hundred times stronger!
Luo Fan was not surprised, his mind moved slightly, and his body came to the next circle of light.
The same thing happened again.
It's just another monster that is relevant this time.
This process is repeated three hundred and sixty-five times.
After getting it three hundred and sixty-five times, Luo Fan had already appeared behind Luo Fan's head a huge disc consisting of three hundred and sixty-five layers of aperture.
In each of these three hundred and sixty-five layers of apertures, there is a phantom of some kind of mysterious strange beast. Each circle of aperture is by no means simple. Although it is impossible to destroy the world, it can destroy a golden fairyland. The monk is relaxed.
After walking through the three hundred and sixty-five circles, Luo Fan's figure reappeared on his seat.
The long sword in front of him is still the same, the aperture is still shining, and there is no slight change compared with before.
"It really deserves to be the source of the killing. Although I could have killed the monks in the Golden Fairy Realm at will, but I didn't have such an effortless effort." A trace of emotion flashed in Luo Fan's mind.
With a slight movement of thought, the three-hundred and sixty-five circles of the aperture waved slightly.
As it fluctuated, the entire hall seemed to fluctuate slightly.
The thunder sea surrounding the hall suddenly surged with huge thunder waves.
Then, an infinitely huge suction emerged out of thin air, acting on the source of killing and the piece of gray silk.
With this suction, the endless Xiao killing Qi rushed straight into the three hundred and sixty-five circles of light behind his head like the inflow of the sky.
At this moment, the beast shadow in the three hundred and sixty-five circle of light suddenly roared silently, which seemed to reveal a sense of joy and satisfaction.
The suction power is huge, and the flow of the killing air is also extremely fast.
It's a day.
The Xiao killing Qi in the silk has been completely absorbed!
Even the source of the slaughter that was completely condensed from the Qi of Xiao Sha was left with a faint phantom, and there was no even a trace of Qi of Xiao Sha in it.
"This is enough." Luo Fan thought.
Then the suction stopped.
At this time, the silk had become pure colorless and transparent.
But the three-foot long sword wrapped in the aperture did not disappear because of this, the phantom still exists, and the surrounding aperture still exists.
Moreover, it seems that the color of the aperture is more pure due to the interference of the lost killing aura, and the breath of true killing is even more obvious.
The Xiao Shou Qi contained in the source of killing was so strong that it was unimaginable, and even to the extent that numbers could not describe it.
The effect of such a huge amount of Xiao-killing energy pouring into the three hundred and sixty-five circles of aperture behind Luo Fan's head was quite amazing.
At this moment, the three hundred and sixty-five circle aperture was shaking, trembling, and contracting slightly. With such changes, the entire hall seemed to sway slightly, tremble slightly, and continue to expand and contract.
There is even a sense of unbearable, it seems that it may be stretched and broken at any time.
A faint, murderous aura that seemed to exist and did not exist began to diffuse in all directions in the aperture... It seemed that the universe was natural, and everything in the universe could not be killed!
Luo Fan's pupils turned slightly, and the golden light and silver light flickered.
There are countless words, patterns, and runes flashing in his eyes.
This process lasted a full ten years.
One day ten years later, the various visions flashing in Luo Fan's eyes disappeared instantly.
As it disappeared, the three hundred and sixty-five circles behind Luo Fan's head quickly shrank.
In a blink of an eye, it turned into the size of a small dust, and after a short rush, it got into Luo Fan's body, circulated quickly, and finally rushed into the Taiyi Dao fruit in Luo Fan's lower abdomen.
As this dust-like existence rushed in, the Taiyi Dao fruit shook slightly, and in a blink of an eye some profound and profound changes occurred in a hundred years.
The mana unit that made up the Taiyi Dao Fruit, which was constantly changing countless images at that time, seemed to have a very mysterious form of change.
"Sure enough, it seems that the mystery of Taiyi Dao Fruit is far deeper than my imagination..." Luo Fanchang exhaled, with a faint smile on his face.
In ten years, he has completely sorted out the true meaning of killing and fully integrated it into the "Dao Guo Da Jing"!
There are as many as 129,600 real meanings of killing in the entire prehistoric world. Relatively speaking, these three hundred and sixty-five real killings are only a trivial part.
But it was this insignificant part that allowed Luo Fan to overthrow his perception of the true meaning of killing when he just saw that killing lives.
The true meaning of killing was far more profound than he thought! It contains far more things than he knows!
Originally, he knew that the true meaning of killing could only enrich martial arts, but it was only an extremely narrow view.
The true meaning of slaughter is all-encompassing, and there is a mystery that can be connected to almost any magic arts. Every volume in the "Dao Guo Da Da Jing" can find nourishment in the true meaning of killing, and can be enriched by combining with the true meaning of killing! Whether it's the "Fantasy Scroll", "Inferred Volume", "Yangqi Volume" or "Zhenshen Volume", even the most unlikely "Duhua Volume" can absorb nutrients from it!
Through ten years of comprehension and integration of the true meaning of this killing, Luo Fan's "Dao Guo Dao Jing" has increased by as much as 10%!
If it weren't for him to have attained the Taiyi Dao Fruit, I am afraid it would take tens of thousands of years to complete the work of this decade.
"The true meaning of killing is so mysterious, it seems that Aolai Aoyin's chances are better than I imagined." A sigh flashed in Luo Fan's mind.
Then he raised his hand and pointed.
The long sword phantom with an aperture of three hundred and sixty-five circles shrank suddenly, and then fell into the colorless and transparent silk.
As it disappeared, an ordinary long sword phantom appeared on the silk silk, but the three hundred and sixty-five circle aperture was already disappeared. It seems that the silk silk is just painted with the simplest , The most common long sword.
Only when Luo Fan’s Sun and Moon True Pupils have been photographed, can he see that the three hundred and sixty-five kinds of killing true intentions contained therein are slowly circulating, continuously circulating...