"I'm not as good as you. The peak quasi-saint straightened up with difficulty and said.

"As a punishment for your presumptuous efforts in my dojo, in the next 100,000 years, you will open up 100 million caves in the Qilin Cliff, and these caves must be completely integrated with the entire Qilin Cliff, and there can be no gaps, can you do it?" said to the peak quasi-saint.

"I don't want to. The peak quasi-saint said lightly.

Hearing this, Wudaozi raised his eyebrows and said, "You're not afraid of death?"

"I'm naturally afraid of death. However, compared to the dust of the Dao heart, it seems that it is not unacceptable that you cannot pursue supreme detachment and die from now on. The peak quasi-saint said lightly.

Although he already looks like a wolf, he still contains an indescribable pride, the kind of pride that is high above, like the heart of the emperor who controls the world and will never change when he is in trouble.

Dao heart is a very subtle and personal existence.

For some monks, occasionally bowing their heads and occasionally giving in to power, it will not have the slightest impact on their Dao heart, and they may even realize themselves more clearly because of this choice, and their Dao heart will become more firm. But for some monks, any bowing of their heads, any submission and power, is a blow to their Dao mind, and it is cutting off their path to spiritual progress in the future.

Obviously, the preacher and the peak saint in front of him are the first type of monk and the second type of monk respectively.

For the preacher, bow your head once in a while. No matter how he gave in or bowed his head, it would not have any effect on his Dao heart, and on the contrary, it would make him know himself more clearly, let him know the limits of his strength, and let him understand where his position was, which would make his Dao heart firmer.

This firmness allowed him to continuously improve his realm within the boundaries of his cognition.

Of course. And only within the limits of his cognition.

beyond the limits of his cognition. If he wants to break through, if he wants to improve, then the difficulty will become extremely difficult. This is also the most essential difference between the different pathways of the two monks......

In contrast, a Dao heart like this peak quasi-saint in front of him would rather die than give in. Although it is very likely that he will die because of the irresistible force. But if you can grow up smoothly. In the future, however, his achievements were many times stronger than those of the first type of monks.

Wudaozi looked at the look of the peak quasi-saint, and knew that this was his Dao heart, if he really forced him to do this. He was afraid that he might really rather die than obey.

For a while, I couldn't help but secretly admire.

"Sure enough, he is worthy of being a strong man who can cultivate in the cultivation desert of the later generations to become a peak quasi-saint, and he actually has such a Dao heart. Between the mind and mind of the enlightened son, there was such a thought.

However, although he admired it in his heart, he did not dispel the idea of punishing this peak quasi-saint.

Although he didn't gain much from studying the Dharma Hall over the years, he was not reconciled, originally according to his thoughts, he should continue to study hard, and finally one day he would realize it one day, and directly see through the mystery of the Dharma Temple, and know why this Dharma Hall is so inconceivably beyond the calculation of the magic power taught by the master. At this moment, because of the disturbance of this peak quasi-saint, he was out of that state, and it was impossible for him to enter that state again unless he spent tens of thousands of years immersed in it.

In this way, for him, it was to interrupt his process of comprehending the mysteries of this Dharma Temple, what a loss it was for him, and how angry he was, one can imagine it.

Under such circumstances, how could the Enlightened Son give up punishing this pinnacle quasi-saint?

"In that case, then I won't be polite to you. "Enlightenment said lightly.

As he spoke, he raised his hand and pressed down abruptly towards the peak quasi-saint.

In this pressure, there is not much power to destroy the sex, but what it has is the power of suppression, a kind of power to suppress the other party's qiē, even the consent of the will.

Under the suppression of such a force, even the pinnacle quasi-saint cannot break free, and can only suppress every qiē of his own qiē by the other party, and in the end, he can either make it like a puppet and let the suppressor control it, or he can completely overpressure it, so that it can completely cut off the outer edge of a qiē, and there is no possibility of detachment.

After all, that peak quasi-saint is a quasi-saint pinnacle-level being, and seeing this power overwhelmed, although he senses that it is the power of suppression, not the power of extermination. But with his pride, how could he not react and let the other party suppress it?

He roared, and from the top of his head, a strange Nine Dragons Seal rushed out, and the seal was facing upwards and pointed directly at the palm that Wudaozi had patted.

Wudaozi frowned, and then a mocking smile appeared on his face, his mind moved slightly, and the palm that pressed down slightly shook slightly, and in an instant, there was some kind of mystery and mystery, and the mystery was very different.

After this change, the overwhelming force changed inexplicably at the same time as his palm changed.

This kind of change instantly gave birth to a certain sense of strength and strength in the suppressive force, and the surrounding time and space seemed to turn into glass in this instant, and at the moment when this power passed, they all turned into powder, and became shattered, as if they were turned into endless glass shards in the blink of an eye.

And after these space-time fragments were formed, they did not disappear, but condensed around that power, and condensed into a palm whose will seemed to be composed of space-time fragments, following the essence of that power, and pressing towards the seal and towards the peak quasi-saint under that seal.

The peak quasi-saint roared, and the power around him surged, and the huge figure of the emperor appeared behind him again.

It's just that, this time, it's just the figure that exists, although there is no change in essence, but because he is facing the enlightenment of the Tao, he is the real master of this Qilin Cliff, and the mysterious changes of its own kingdom cannot be shown. It looks like a dead king who has lost his kingdom.

After the phantom of the emperor was formed, he held the seal that the peak quasi-saint had taken out before with one hand, held the seal and rushed upward, grabbed the seal and slammed it directly into the huge palm composed of fragments of time and space.

Both were extremely fast, as if they didn't need to go through any time, appearing, impacting, almost at the same moment.

After this impact, in an instant. The entire Qilin Cliff seemed to shake with it.

The ten suns above the void also seemed to shake subtly. It was as if the whole world had been affected by the impact.

This, of course, is impossible.

There is no other reason why such a wonderful scene is manifested, and it is precisely because of this moment. The entire space-time above the Qilin Cliff has undergone inexplicable changes because of this shock. As a result, the reflected heaven and earth will give birth to such changes in front of them.

That is to say. Variational. It is not heaven and earth, but the feeling of the many monks on this Qilin Cliff itself.

"The Peak Quasi-Saint is really powerful!" At this moment, all those who felt the change here. The monks on the Qilin Cliff were all secretly amazed.

This kind of self seems to have turned into ants, affected by the aftermath of the other party's battle, and even has a feeling of turning into leaves in the air and duckweed in the water, which they have not felt for many years.

Even when faced with the preacher who made them have to submit to their rules, they only felt that they were inferior, and if they did not give in, there would be very bad consequences, and it was very likely that they would cause irreparable damage. But there had never been such a feeling, if the aftermath of the battle was a little stronger, it would be able to completely erase them directly from a qiē time and space.

In this way, they had a clear understanding of how powerful the peak quasi-saint level was, and for the first time they knew how powerful the realm they wanted to pursue was, and how long the road they were going to take was next.

The result of the collision between the Enlightened Daozi and the Peak Quasi-Saint is not difficult to guess.

Although Wudaozi just slapped it casually, after all, his own Dao realm was higher than that peak quasi-saint, and this was his dojo, and the power of this beat was so strong that although it was not his full strength, it also had the effect of exerting one-tenth of his full strength.

And this one-tenth of the effect is already an unbearable power for ordinary peak quasi-saints.

Although the peak quasi-saint made progress in his means, and even took out his own seal, he was still in this impact, and his ability to resist was erased.

The Emperor Phantom collapsed directly, and the seal completely lost a bit of light in the process, looking like an ordinary seal without any power, and it fell to the ground weakly.

Wudaozi's expression did not change in the slightest after the impact. And the look of the peak quasi-saint was very bleak, as if most of his body had been completely dissected, and the whole person stood there, his aura was chaotic, and the power in his body could not be suppressed and continued to seep out from the points around his body.

As the pinnacle quasi-saint of existence, his power has already broken through a certain limit, once out of his control, all kinds of strange wills will be naturally born, constantly evolving and transforming between the void, turning into all kinds of special creatures, escaping in all directions.

If no one takes care of it, these powerful beings will continue to grow and eventually grow into a powerful monk, which may eventually bring disaster to the heavens and the earth, or may benefit the heavens and the earth.

But obviously, it is impossible for the enlightened man to let these power beings leave at will.

After all, this is his dojo, and although these power creatures may benefit this dojo, as long as there is a possibility of causing trouble here, he will not risk letting them fend for themselves.

In the slight movement of his thoughts, the force that had experienced the previous impact without much loss suddenly pressed down, not only pressing the peak quasi-saint in it, but also completely enveloping the surrounding power that was escaping in all directions, and re-drilling it from the aperture of the peak quasi-saint in the original position, as if they had never appeared in the outside world.

And the whole body of the peak quasi-saint trembled violently, and the divine light in his eyes continued to shine, suddenly numb, suddenly angry, suddenly surprised, and suddenly desperate.

It took dozens of breaths for the whole process to subside.

When the change subsided, the look on the face of the peak quasi-saint had become numb. And the sparkle in his eyes became even more sluggish, as if they were carved out of stone, completely devoid of life, vitality, and wisdom.

"See the host. "This pinnacle quasi-saint bowed to the enlightened man, and the sluggish Tao in his mouth.

"To open up 100 million caves on top of the Qilin Cliff, the breath must be combined with the Qilin Cliff, and there must be no disharmony. Wudaozi said to this peak quasi-saint who seemed to have turned into a puppet.

The expression on the face of this peak quasi-saint did not change in the slightest, but he just said yes.

Then he stepped lightly and came to the top of the Qilin Cliff. Look down at the almost endless Qilin Cliff.

"It's a pity. After the suppression, although the mental memory was not damaged, the subjective initiative was a little worse after all, but he still had to watch and grasp the general direction from the sidelines, otherwise it was very likely that something messy would end up in the end. Wudaozi sighed.

What's happening right in front of you. It's nothing else. The true enlightened son relies on his own powerful suppressive power. Directly suppressed the pinnacle quasi-saint of the first qiē, completely used its strength, and completely used its will. His body, his qiē, was completely under his absolute control.

This kind of repression is different from the kind of repression that completely restricts freedom.

This repression, in fact, was more like wiping out his own intellect and adding a new will to his psyche. Although this kind of will is newly constructed, it is based on the memory of the peak quasi-saint, which is equivalent to having the power and knowledge of the peak quasi-saint, if the will constructed by the enlightened son still has a considerable realm, it is naturally not much different from the peak quasi-saint itself, and it may only be a little bit less subjective initiative in comparison.

Seeing that the peak quasi-saint had begun to open up the cave, Wudaozi turned his head to look at the Dharma Hall that he had studied for tens of thousands of years, and sighed. Knowing that he was afraid that he could only let this thing that he could not understand remain in his cave. He had been able to completely put aside the original plan to comprehend the mystery, but after the incident of that peak quasi-saint, no matter how big his heart was, it was impossible for him to be like this.

If there is a peak quasi-saint, there may be a second place, a third place. If he came here from time to time, not to mention that he couldn't understand the mystery of the Dharma Palace, maybe it was the task given to him by the master, and he might really fail it.

That would be a problem.

After sighing, he collected his mood and took a step, and in an instant, he had crossed an unknown distance of thousands of miles, and came to the edge of the Qilin Cliff, facing the position of more than 100 million whirlpools in the sea of clouds.

Here, the preacher is watching carefully.

At the moment when the enlightened son appeared here, the preacher was taken aback when he found his arrival, and hurriedly bowed and saluted, and said: "The junior has failed the trust of the seniors, so that the monk has disturbed the seniors, please punish the seniors." ”

If the preacher calls the enlightened Taoist a senior, then he naturally calls himself a junior. This is extremely natural.

"You've done a great job. That monk is the pinnacle of quasi-saints, and it is natural that you can't think about it. "Enlightenment said lightly.

"Who is that peak quasi-saint, and why can you recognize him?" asked Wudaozi, who turned his mind around.

When the preacher heard this, his expression changed slightly, and he sighed for a while before he sighed and said, "The era in which the younger generation is located is the era of domination. In the universe at that time, there were three masters of the universe, and he was one of the three. Known as the Central Holy Lord, he controls hundreds of millions of trillions of rivers in the center of the entire universe, and there are countless stars and planets, and there are an infinite number of monks under his seat. The younger generation accidentally offended him, so he was chased and killed by most of the universe, and finally he couldn't stand it, so he got into the vortex of the times and finally came here. ”

"I see. It seems that although this person does not seem to be the same person as him, in fact he is not from the same era as the Central Holy Lord, or is it not from the same future compared to the present?"

"My predecessors were very knowledgeable, and I think it should be so. The Central Lord now does not know me at all, nor does he know that he is the Central Lord, according to him, he has the idea of becoming the Lord of the universe in his heart, but before he can act on it, he has stepped into the vortex of the times and came here. The preacher admired.

"That's fine. This person almost destroyed the Qilin Cliff, I punished him to open up 100 million caves on the Qilin Cliff, you are familiar with other monks, you go and arrange it, according to the strength of the monks, let them live in each cave. Wudaozi nodded, put the question aside, and said to the preacher.

When the preacher heard this, his face couldn't help but change, and his eyes lit up.

Allocating resources is an excellent errand no matter what world or era it is. If you get it right, you will reap the benefits of astonishing benefits.

Of course, if you don't get it right, you will be hostile and even hated by others. However, obviously, although the preacher is not as proud as the Central Holy Lord, as the Cunzi of the peak of the Dacheng Quasi-Saint, his self-confidence is naturally quite strong, where would he think that he would not make this errand good. At this time, after listening to the words of the enlightened Taozi, he was naturally overjoyed.

"The juniors obeyed. We will do our best to do a good job in this matter. He hurriedly expressed his determination to Wudaozi.

Wudaozi waved his hand and motioned for him to handle this matter, but he turned his head to look at the more than 100 million era vortex in front of him, and began to re-enter the perception of the vortex of this era.

There was a certain pressure in his heart, and it was even because of the existence of this pressure that he had realized the mystery of the Dharma Hall in the past tens of thousands of years, regardless of the events on the Qilin Cliff.

This pressure is none other than the Luo Fan who created the mysterious changes that gave birth to the Dharma Palace! (To be continued.) )