"I will make breakthroughs in the realm of a holy master by my own means, so why should I be trapped by others?"

Xiao Yi said proudly.

With his talent, as well as the blessing of "Fengshen Zhentian Gong" and the Eternal Heavenly Tomb, if you still cannot enter the realm of the Saint, it would be better to find a piece of tofu to kill him.

As for wearing a golden hoop, it is subject to Buddhist constraints.

This is something he can't bear.

Regardless of whether the Buddha Mother almost killed Xiaolin, he had to avenge his blood feud, the rules and regulations of Buddhism alone were something that Xiao Yi could not bear.

certainly.

More importantly, the majesty and pride of the God-Suppressing God General, he is not allowed to do this! The Buddha's Remnant Shadow is now confused. He never expected that someone would reject the temptation of the power of the Saint Lord Realm. This is the top power in the Qingtian Realm! As long as he can have the power at the Saint Lord level, where can't he go to the huge Qingtian Realm?

Who dares to stop him?

In the current Buddha's opinion... Wearing a golden hoop is just to restrict the successors of the current Buddha's saint and Buddha's position from not doing anything that harms the Buddhist sect, and does not restrict the other party's other freedoms.

Moreover, the realm of the Saint Lord is the realm that many people dream of. He believes that if he replaces another person, he is afraid that he will be willing to do it if he abandons his wife and children! "A person with destiny, you must not act impulsively and impulsively! I do not deny that your talent is very powerful, but if you want to rely on yourself to break through to the realm of the Saint Lord, the difficulties you have to face are millions and millions of times more difficult than your practice from the end to the peak of the Supreme.

If you do this, you will lose your life..."                                                                                                                          

It is because the deity stayed before the Saint Lord for too long. Even though he entered the Saint Lord's realm, he had missed the best period, so his potential was inferior to that of others. He was eventually killed by his enemy..."                                                                                                   

then.

He and his life-and-death enemy have never set foot in the secret realm of immortality, and have already formed an indelible enemy.

All along...                                                              

But...                                                              �

Young is potential!         ?                                                    

He died at the hands of his enemies.

Xiao Yi felt that the Buddha had no malice now, and his face relaxed a little, and said in a deep voice: "Master, how long did it take to reach the peak of the Supreme Practice back then?"

"Origin?"

Even though it was just a afterimage, when he mentioned his talent for cultivation, his face was filled with a hint of pride and pride: "Three thousand three hundred and eighty-two years!"

"Uh..." Xiao Yi twitched hard.

What's so proud of this?

Now the Buddha's afterimage saw Xiao Yi disagreed and frowned slightly, "What's your expression?"

Don’t believe that I can practice to the peak of the supreme in such a short time?

I know that you have a very strong talent, but the Qingtian Realm is very big, and the world outside the Qingtian Realm is even bigger. There are people outside of people and people outside of heaven.

I have been practicing at the peak of the Supreme One for 3,382 years, and I can rank among the top ten among the entire Qingtian Realm Saint! If I hadn't stayed at the peak of the Supreme One for too long and lost my potential, I would have had to gain a reputation in the battlefield outside the domain, how could I have died early?"

Cough cough! Xiao Yi coughed awkwardly and pointed at himself: "Senior, do you know how many years have you been practicing for me?"

Now the Buddha looked up and down at Xiao Yi and said in a deep voice: "You seem to be quite young, but if you want to practice to reach your level, it should be no less than three thousand years!"

Xiao Yi shook his head and raised a finger.

"A thousand years?"

Now the Buddha exclaimed, "Your talent is indeed powerful, much stronger than the original. Then you can't waste your talent. Just wear a golden hoop and inherit the power of the original!"

However... Xiao Yi smiled and shook his head: "Guess again!"

"Um?

Not a thousand years?

You won’t tell me that you have achieved your current achievements after just one hundred years of practice, right?”

Now the Buddha frowned slightly, with a hint of displeasure on his face, and said in a deep voice, "Little guy, you cannot be too ambitious in life, and you cannot be full of lies when you have a false reputation.

Do you know that according to the shortest time to practice from the peak of the Supreme God, the martial god Zhao Wuji of the ancient times, also took him 231 years!"

However.

Xiao Yi still shook his head and smiled, "I haven't lie. It took me less than ten years to go from the physical state to the current state."

"..."                                                              �

A pair of bright eyes stared at Xiao Yi, as if he wanted to see through him and see if he was lying.

But the result was disappointing him.

There was no sign of lying on Xiao Yi's face. Instead, he let him look at it calmly, which made the Buddha couldn't help but believe it a little. He hesitated and said in a deep voice: "You, you really have only used it for less than ten years?"

Xiao Yi nodded: "It is no benefit for me to deceive you!"

Hiss!                                                              

A pair of sharp eyes stared at Xiao Yi. After a long time, he suddenly smiled bitterly: "So that's it... No wonder you refuse to wear a golden hoop. Even if you are a peerless genius like you are rare in the battlefields outside the domain, I underestimate you."

"Where is the extraterritorial battlefield that the predecessors mentioned?"

Xiao Yi asked.

This is the second time that Buddha has mentioned this place.

"Oh, that's just a battlefield. When you break through to the realm of the Saint Lord, you will naturally know!"

Now the Buddha seemed to be concerned and did not say much on this topic. He just casually said, "Since you don't need this power, then the golden hoop will be handed over to you. You should find a suitable successor for me! This afterimage of my deity has been around for a while, so let me pass on the position of the Holy Buddha to you!"

"good!"

Xiao Yi nodded and sat cross-legged in front of the clear spring.

Buzz! The water inside the clear spring rolled.

Then...                                                              �

Boom! Xiao Yi was shocked all over.

The whole body is filled with golden light, surrounded by Buddha's voice.

At the moment when the ten thousand words of Buddha seal entered the body, he instinctively felt that there was a certain unexplainable connection between himself and the Buddhist sect.

This is the power of the fruit position.

As long as you inherit the fruit position, you will be associated with the Buddhist fortune.

Now the Buddha's voice echoed in his ears: "Concentrate carefully, experience the traction of the fruit position, and let your will enter the boundless sea of ​​Buddha.

Only by establishing your holy Buddhist Dharma in the sea of ​​Buddha can you truly become a Buddhist saint..." Xiao Yi nodded, focused on himself, feeling the pull of the fruit position.

Even with your eyes closed.

There were stars in front of Xiao Yi, emitting brilliant light.

The little golden light was flying in the air like a fireflies, and Xiao Yi followed closely behind.

The darkness gradually was covered by light.
Chapter completed!