Under the vigorous explanation, Wan Yi can be regarded as basically understanding what this eternal power is. It turns out that every inhabitant of a civilized society is protected by civilization. When in a civilized society, this protection is not activated, but once you leave the civilized society, this protection is automatically activated, and the power of this protection is called the eternal power, because this protection is provided by the Eternal. Of course, not all citizens of civilized societies are protected by eternal power. For example, the protection of the inhabitants of the civilization of the gods is called the protection of the gods.

Civilized inhabitants outside of civilization are very likely to be effectively harmed if their own protection is not broken, unless the source of power is the same as the power of protection. This is also the reason why everyone can't really touch Dali and others in a coma.

There is another layer of protection for this layer of eternal power, which is to fight back. The methods of the Eternals and the gods are so puzzling, this protective layer can not only protect, but also counterattack with the attack received, which is the treatment suffered by the prince of the Wan family.

"Sir, do you mean that those young people are still civilized?" Wan Yi was surprised.

"Civilized hukou?" Dali didn't react, "Yes, yes, it's a civilized hukou, what the city lord said is too right and too vivid." ”

"Then since it is a civilized account, that means that Your Excellency and those babies are not exiles?" Speaking of this, Wan Yi's expression was a little solemn, thinking that it could not really be the Eternals who wanted to rectify the exile land.

"That's right, Zai and those babies are not exiles, which is why I must take the position of Venerable in Wanhe City. The vigorous affirmative answer was that he was not an exile, which made Wan Yi wonder what to do.

If you are an exile, it doesn't matter how you treat yourself, after all, this is not a civilized society, but a barbaric place that speaks entirely with personal energy. But now that this vigorous and those young people are still civilized people, the lord of a small city in this barbaric land is a little flustered.

"Ahh After playing with the command, he smiled at Dali, "What does His Holiness think of this!"

"It's very in place, so that no one else gets hurt innocently. Vigorously answered the Ten Thousand City Lords naturally, and bypassed the question before the Ten Thousand City Lords, who wanted him to ask two questions in a row.

This Wan Yi is still waiting for the words of the force, who knows that there will be no follow-up, this power Venerable only cares about drinking tea.

However, Wan Yi still cautiously asked again: "Venerable Mighty and a few little friends have come to this small place to do business, I don't know if there is a place where you need help from the house." When he said this, Wan Yi felt that his face was a little red.

If Dali was really a normal person, he would definitely laugh in his heart when he heard Wan Yi's words, but Dali was not a normal person, so he felt that everything was normal.

"Wan City Lord thinks too much, a few of them are just a few people who have come here to pass the adult test, and there is nothing that must be done. ”

"Adult test?" Wan Yi was surprised, no matter how his ancestor was also an exile from a civilized society, he also knew a little about adult test, because it was a code that had been passed down in the family. However, this throws a civilized person into a savage place for adult testing, which is too child's play or too strong.

"What if they don't pass the adult test?" Wan Yi asked.

"Then they'll be here forever. Dali replied to him without thinking.

At this moment, a voice came from outside, and it turned out to be Wan Dagongzi who came to receive healing.

"The Lord of Ten Thousand Cities seems to be a little interested in the power of eternity, why don't you take a closer look yourself, if you can see one or two, it can be regarded as a kind of creation. At eight o'clock tonight, I'll go back to the house to have a look. When Wan Yi heard Dali say this, he couldn't ask for it in his heart, so he naturally happily agreed. Looking at the vigorous force that disappeared in place, Wan Yi quickly left the room and went to find his son.

In front of me is a tea tree, which doesn't look like it's growing well at all. However, this ugly-looking tea tree is the good tea that Dali tasted just now - the top of the mountain.

This is not the summit of the mountain, and this peak is only the second peak of these nearby peaks. Then why is the tea party here called the top of the mountain? I walked through this tea plantation in confusion, but I didn't get the answer I wanted. Finally, when he checked the roots of the tea tree, he suddenly understood, which surprised him.

It turns out that this is not a mountain peak at all, this whole mountain peak was originally a tea tree. And the tea tree at the moment is just a small sprout from a huge tea tree. It's no wonder that when tasting tea, Dali always feels that there is a hint of flavor in the tea that he has never tasted. Feel the tea tree under your feet, the tea grown from this tea tree is very suitable for the name of this high mountain.

There was a hut at the far end of the tea plantation, and Dali could sense that there were people in it. However, the man was very strange, and he didn't mean to come out to take a look when he saw himself walking around in this tea garden. In that case, let's go on your own.

That's right, that's what it feels like. As he approached the hut, Dali seemed to find a familiar taste. Feeling this familiarity, he stopped vigorously, and counted in his heart whether to continue to move forward.

It seems that the presence in the hut sensed Dali's hesitation and shouted to come in, but Dali eventually continued to move forward and pushed open the door of the cabin. What appeared in front of him was a wall, a wall of earth, and there was no one at all. However, none of this affected the choice of Dali, as if he didn't see the earthen wall, and walked straight over. There is no earthen wall visible in sight, and what is displayed in front of Dali's eyes is a standard farmhouse.

One table was shiny with oil, and seven of the eight stools were full of dust. Of course, there is a steaming cup of hot tea on the table. Smelling the smell of this hot tea, I vigorously know that this tea is the 'top of the mountain' planted here. Logically speaking, this steaming tea-making technique is a waste of good tea, but I don't know why, Dali feels that it seems to be very consistent.

Maybe it's because this tea tree is really too special, and I can't analyze the answer vigorously, so I can only think about it myself. But now Dali's biggest concern is what happens when this person wants to come in by himself but no one is seen. Because Dali knows very well that people don't call themselves in for tea.