You have a good chance, I accept it.

Yun Feng stood there with his hands behind his back and murmured. At this moment, he had completely established a relationship with the Gudu family, and the old war god Gudu Xiao also recognized him.

After all, he had not been idle in the past fifty years.

But what he was looking forward to more now was Ye Lin. He didn't know what kind of situation Ye Lin had reached in the past fifty years.

He had no doubt about Ye Lin at all. He was a guy who could create miracles.

The other great men standing here also thought so. They were all looking forward to what kind of results their young people could create.

…

"Six thousand three hundred and thirty-two."

In Dragon Island, Ye Lin slowly opened his eyes, and a trace of joy flashed in his eyes.

In fifty years, he had carved thousands of marks.

Such an appalling achievement could scare a large number of cultivators to death if it was told out.

But unfortunately, among these thousands of marks, there were only a pitiful one hundred or so that belonged to the Three Thousand Great Daos.

The operation of the laws of all things in the world is supported by the ten thousand ways. When the monks comprehend the great way, they are stealing the power of the great way.

Among the ten thousand ways, only the three thousand great ways are eternal. Each of the three thousand great ways can directly point to the real transcendent state, but these three thousand great ways are not so easy to comprehend.

Just a one-sided understanding of the ten thousand ways can kill you.

"These three thousand great ways are really difficult to comprehend."

Ye Lin was also very troubled for a while. Even if his comprehension was enhanced at this moment, even if he fell into the state of enlightenment, it could not make up for it.

The three thousand great ways are too difficult.

"Continue."

Ye Lin's eyes flashed with a trace of determination. Even if it was difficult, he had to continue. This was the road he had to take, the road he had to take.

For a while, Ye Lin fell into enlightenment again. This state was too precious and he couldn't waste a second.

The power of the Dao rhyme around him was running wildly at this moment.

It was difficult for Ye Lin, and even more difficult for other Tianjiao. There were many people who only carved dozens of Dao marks in fifty years.

The faces of all Tianjiao were as ugly as if they had eaten shit.

However, they had no reason to give up. No matter how difficult it was, they had to go on.

Time passed quickly, and another fifty years passed in a blink of an eye.

The higher the cultivation level, the less valuable time.

It was really as the saying goes, time is like flowing water.

After fifty years, Dragon Island suddenly trembled, the whole island was shaking, and the originally rich Dao rhyme power began to recede like a tide.

The Dao rhyme power in the air quickly faded until it disappeared. Such a change also made the major Tianjiao who were comprehending open their eyes.

"What happened?"

"The Dao rhyme faded, and a hundred years have passed."

A cultivator said in a deep voice.

"What? A hundred years have passed? So fast?"

Some cultivators were stunned. Why did a hundred years pass so quickly? It was gone when I closed my eyes and opened them again?

"Let's go. If we don't leave now, Dragon Island will start to drive people away. When Dragon Island drives people away personally, we will be crippled if not dead."

The faces of the cultivators were full of regrets, and they were still reluctant to leave. A hundred years had passed just like that.

This is really a holy place for cultivation. It would be great if we could continue to cultivate here.

In the outside world, apart from various opportunities, if you rely on yourself to comprehend the great Dao of heaven and earth, hundreds or thousands of years may not be enough to carve a mark of the great Dao.

Alas, why can a hundred years pass so quickly?