Monk Liao Ming saw that Leng Wufeng froze and hesitated to move. He knew that Chu Li's words hit home, and Leng Wufeng was afraid to move or take action.
Leng Wufeng had always been doubtful and he would have taken action based on his temper, but his intuition told him not to take action.
He had scruples in his heart, so he kept using his power to force Chu Li to surrender. Moreover, with Monk Ming still around, under the attack of the two gods, even if there was danger, it would not be that great.
Thinking of this, he was ready to move.
Monk Liao Ming hurriedly said: "Amitabha... why do the two donors have to see life and death? Each of them takes a step back. Your Majesty will not provoke donor Chu in the future, and donor Chu will not provoke your majesty. Wouldn't it be wonderful if everyone is happy?"
Chu Li smiled and said: "If you think like this, master, there will be no disputes in the world, just take a step back."
"Exactly." Monk Mingming said slowly: "There are so many stupid people in the world. Donor Chu and Your Majesty are both top smart people. How can they not see through this?"
Chu Li said: "Master can see through, but I can't see through. I don't think His Majesty can see through either. Otherwise, you wouldn't have used Meng Xiaoqi's hands to attack me this time and bully the orphans and widowed mothers. Your Majesty, too."
It can be done!”
Leng Wufeng gritted his teeth and said solemnly: "I knew you would show up."
Chu Li laughed: "In this way, His Majesty is going to deal with me...Does His Majesty think that as the emperor, you can only bully others, and others can't fight back?"
"That's right!" Leng Wufeng said solemnly: "As a subject of Da Ji, I have the right to deal with you!"
Chu Li shook his head and said: "Did your Majesty forget that I am now a disciple of Yinxian Mountain, and you have no right to deal with it? Moreover, even if you have the power to deal with it, I will just keep my hands tied? Your Majesty will not think so naively, that is, you are sure
You can handle me!"
"Although you are powerful, I have Master Ming to help me." Leng Wufeng snorted.
Seeing Chu Li's demeanor, he became more and more cautious.
Chu Li smiled and said: "Will Master Ming kill me?"
Leng Wufeng snorted: "Why not?"
Chu Li said: "It is said that Master Ming is at odds with His Majesty, but now it seems that it is a rumor."
"Although Master and I have some stumbling blocks, we are not mortal enemies." Leng Wufeng said, "We have always worked together to deal with outsiders."
Master Liao Ming tithes: "Amitabha..."
Chu Li sighed.
The two of them had a verbal confrontation here, all to make Monk Ming shaken. He wanted Monk Ming to withdraw from the dispute and not stand up for Leng Wufeng, while Leng Wufeng wanted Monk Ming to help him.
How could he not know that Monk Liao Ming is also a profound monk in Buddhism, but Chu Li and Leng Wufeng are both very important to Da Ji, and neither one can be lost, so he just wants to persuade the two to turn their hostility into friendship.
Chu Li was a little impatient and stood up and said: "In that case, let's stop talking nonsense and say goodbye."
He turned around and left.
"Wait a minute!" Leng Wufeng snorted.
Chu Li turned to look at him, half-smiling but not smiling: "Does your Majesty still want to force me to stay?"
"Let me ask you one more question." Leng Wufeng snorted: "You have a very good relationship with Sun Mingyue, the leader of the Guangming Holy Cult, right?"
Chu Li nodded: "Yes."
Leng Wufeng hummed: "You should know the relationship between the Holy Religion of Light and us."
Chu Li nodded and said: "I know, they are enemies."
"In this case, you still want to hook up with Sun Mingyue?" Leng Wufeng shouted: "Why did you ever take our Da Ji seriously? Could it be that you gave Sun Mingyue the news about Da Ji?"
Chu Li shook his head: "Master Sun will not ask me about Daji's news, and I will not tell you. I'm afraid it's hard for someone like your majesty to understand such an upright and upright mind. The heart of a villain can only judge the heart of a gentleman.
Farewell!"
"Please stay here!" Leng Wufeng slapped him with a palm.
He had already made up his mind. The opportunity was rare. Master Ming might only help him this time. No matter what, he had to give it a try. He spent so much time to invite him over. How could he let Chu Li go just because he was so powerful?
Chu Li greeted him with a light palm.
"Bang!" The ground shook and the corridor they were in broke into several pieces, falling into the lake one after another.
Leng Wufeng and Chu Li each took a step back, each standing on a section of the corridor and falling towards the lake.
Leng Wufeng automatically floated without any wind around him, and stepped on the void as steadily as if he were stepping on the ground. His bright yellow dragon robe made a hunting sound, and he sneered: "Sure enough, he is quite capable, no wonder he dares to break into the Forbidden Palace!"
Chu Li also stood in the void and said with a smile: "You are also very skilled, no wonder you dare to plot against me!"
Monk Liao Ming was floating in the air, his gray monk's robes fluttering. He titheed and looked at them, shaking his head helplessly and sighing.
Leng Wufeng snorted, but felt relieved.
The sense of danger from Chu Li seemed to have suddenly disappeared.
Leng Wufeng's confidence increased greatly. Chu Li was not as strong as he thought. It seemed that this time Tianwaitian's gift really made him strong enough to cover the ground, so he took action again.
Chu Li greeted him.
"Bang bang bang bang..." The deafening loud noises continued continuously. After the corridor on the lake where they were was blown up, they were swept away by the power of the gods, so they turned into powder and scattered into the lake.
The colorful koi fish crawled out and swallowed the powder. Some were directly shaken to pieces by the force of their palms, and some saw that the situation was bad and dived into the depths of the lake. The latter survived, but not much was left.
The clear lake water turned into the color of blood, and Monk Ming heard loudly proclaiming the Buddha's name, urging the two of them to stop.
Leng Wufeng and Chu Li were fighting each other, and the fight became more and more fierce. The roar of thunder spread from the Forbidden Palace and gradually spread, even half of the divine capital city could hear it.
Prince An's Mansion heard vaguely.
Xiao Shi and Xiao Qi both had profound cultivation and heard this voice.
Xiao Shi smiled and said, "It seems like there's really going to be a fight. Little sister, do you think Chu Li can beat me?"
"Logically speaking, the emperor is no match." Xiao Qi said with a smile.
She didn't feel any danger, it was clear that Chu Li had the upper hand.
Xiao Shi said: "Now he can beat the gods. What do you think he will be like if he becomes a god?"
"It's too difficult for him to become a god." Xiao Qi shook her head slightly and said, "It's too difficult for him to walk."
She heard Chu Li tell her how to take her own path, not only to practice the four mental methods, but also to combine the four mental methods into one. This is really too difficult. Creating a single mental method often requires the wisdom of several generations.
The essence of it, and the four-door mental method is already exquisite, and if you change it even slightly, you may become obsessed with it.
"Master, how long will it take if we don't take action now!" Leng Wufeng suddenly shouted: "Do you really want him to arrogantly suppress us gods and fight, and then be unscrupulous in the Great Season?"
"Amitabha..." Monk Liaoming Heshi proclaimed the Buddha's name and sighed: "Almsgiver Chu, I have offended you!"
As a god, he has great constraints. He does not resent it, because the more powerful the power, the more it needs to be well controlled, otherwise it will harm the world. It is too much for Chu Li to have such tyrannical power but not be bound by the rules of heaven.
To be in danger, you need to be able to suppress him.
When he was pronouncing the Buddha's name, his little finger had already slightly bent and pointed out a finger, which was the Ningkong finger.
The same fingering technique is completely different on the hands of Fa Yuan and Ling Ming. The hands of Monk Ling Ming are truly silent and traceless.
The Great Round Mirror Wisdom cannot be observed in the field of gods and cannot see this move.