The first demon

"Hahahaha, good luck! I didn't expect the poor monk to meet two good talents and beautiful jade all the way south. It's really not pleasant, hahaha!" The fat-headed monk with a fake smile on his face laughed and landed on both sides Beside a valley.

Li Qingming looked at the monk in front of him, who had almost the same smile as Zhunti, felt amused for no reason, and said to himself: "It is said that what kind of master teaches what kind of apprentice, it seems that this fat monk is definitely Zhunti's apprentice up!"

Although the twelve earthly branches are self-contained souls and can be cultivated by themselves, they are Li Qingming's incarnation after all.He is very clear about all the events that happened in Li Qingming's past and present lives!So Li Qingming kicked Zishu and asked Zishu to play with the fat monk.

Zishu chuckled and rubbed his hands.The two originally flat dies glowed bright yellow and slowly elongated.In less than a cup of tea, it is quite different from before.

Li Qingming understood Zishu's dirty mind, and an evil smile inadvertently formed the corner of his mouth.

With two large golden dies on its top, Zishu stomped lightly on the ground, and his figure suddenly disappeared.When it reappeared, it was already beside the fat monk.

And the fat monk was still staring at the two birds in the valley with his eyes shining brightly.With big palm-like hands, he gently caressed his round belly which was exposed outside, and inexplicable ravings came from his mouth.

Seeing the appearance of the fat monk, Zishu couldn't help being amused, and said to himself: "After all, they are master and apprentice, even this greedy spirit is exactly the same!"

After thinking about it, Zishu stretched out his left hand and patted the fat monk lightly, saying: "Hey! What are you looking at, buddy? This place is very cloudy, be careful when a lightning strikes down, and it will chop you into coke!"

"Ah?" The fat monk screamed like a ghost, and the fat in his belly was rippling like waves.When he saw a small, wretched-looking rat standing beside him with two big golden boards on his head, he scratched his bald head shyly, made a Buddhist salute, and said: " Amitabha, the little monk Maitreya. He came from the Western Paradise and met the benefactor!"

Zishu chuckled and thought, "It really is him."

He waved his hand indifferently, and Zishu said to Maitreya: "The great monk is not enjoying blessings in the Western Paradise, so what's the use of running to my east?"

Maitreya was stunned for a moment, and then said with a serious expression: "My teacher must have mentioned that the sages have said that the great desolate land was opened up for the Great God Pangu! The way of heaven is fair, there is no distinction between East and West, where are you and me?"

Zishu rubbed his die and said, "Master Ling is really a great talent! It seems that we, the monks in the east, have to go to the west from time to time to pay homage to the saint's dojo. Maybe when the opportunity comes, we can find Getting some spiritual treasures, refining materials and so on! It’s better than being able to practice behind closed doors!”

Maitreya twitched when he heard this, and said: "Nowadays, the west is barren, and there are occasional monsters from the demon race! The benefactor should not go to the west, and it is better to recite the emperor's court quietly in the east!"

"You are allowed to come to the east, but we are not allowed to go to the west? What is the reason?" Zishu stretched out his hands like a shrew to grab Maitreya's loose monk robe.

Jumping to the side hastily, Maitreya said: "Don't be anxious, benefactor! If the benefactor really wants to go to our west, with the aptitude of the benefactor, he will definitely be able to enter my teacher, and he will be able to mention the saint's Dharma Eye! At that time, as long as the benefactor is willing to worship Entering the sage's sect, you can go to the prehistoric world!"

Zishu took out a big iron stick and sharpened his teeth, then raised the stick and threw it at Maitreya, yelling and cursing incessantly: "Go, I'll fuck you!" What kind of surname, can I not know? I will beat you, a fat and bald donkey who deceives people!"

Zishu's big iron stick doesn't know how heavy it is, and under the dark brown luster, it seems to be full of infinite power.The thick iron rod cut through the void, shaking the space with cracks.

Maitreya was taken aback, he didn't expect this little Taoist to hit him as soon as he said it, and he was so tough!Look at that iron rod, if it is hit hard, the skin will fade even if it is not dead.Ever since, Maitreya hurriedly transported the Liuzhang Golden Body Jue.Dots of golden light emerged from the plump body, covering the whole body, covering up his own fleshy body.A golden Maitreya phantom with a height of six feet covered Maitreya's body.

"What is the meaning of the benefactor? Could it be that you and I have any enmity?" Maitreya looked at the iron rod cautiously, and shouted at Zishu.

Zishu's wretched face seemed a little more indifferent, and said: "What do you mean? Your master has insulted me several times. What do you think I have against you?"

"Ah?" Even if Maitreya is the most outstanding disciple in the history of Buddhism, he can't guess such a reason.

"The monk, give your grandpa Shu a stick!" Zishu's eyes were full of brilliance, and his expression was full of ferocity.

"Snapped!"

The sound was very loud, like a blast of thunder, spreading across the world for miles around!The thick iron rod hit Maitreya's six-foot-long golden body fiercely.The powerful force of the impact created water-blue ripples, and the blue halo fluttered like tulle, drowning the land for miles around.

Li Qingming in the distance had just set up two defensive circles for the two birds.Seeing this scene, he said to himself: "The six-foot-long golden body of this Buddhist sect has some merits! The mouse's first strike may be missed!"

When the blue mist dissipated, Maitreya stood there calmly with his long sleeves fluttering.The six-foot golden body covered in brilliance is not damaged at all!Zishu, on the other hand, was full of astonishment, gently stroking the big iron stick in his hand.I can't believe it, with my [-]% strength in the late stage quasi-sage, I can't even break through the defense of a big Luo Jinxian.

"It's yours, are you wearing an iron shirt with a golden bell cover?" Zishu's big dies were shining brightly under the sunlight, and his jaw almost fell off.

"I don't believe in evil anymore!" Zishu obviously couldn't accept this result, and increased his mana to [-]%, and the thick and long stick in his hand began to glow with a faint black light.

"Roar!" With a low growl, Zishu's arms vibrated again and again, and dark water waves spread along the stick and spread around.

"Break!" Before the water wave cleared, Zishu crazily threw the iron rod at Maitreya.

"boom!"

Like a dull thunder slashing through the air, the incomparably dark long stick drained the aura of the surrounding heaven and earth, and a large blurry black space appeared!

Maitreya's complexion changed drastically, this blow was not something that a mere Da Luo Jinxian could resist.

God is sorry to see, Maitreya's six-foot-long golden body has not even had time to resist, it collapsed and completely collapsed.

"Hahaha, I'll just say it! It's impossible to not even break through the defense of the Daluo Jinxiandu!" Zishu, who took back the stick, happily hopped on the spot and laughed heartily.

Maitreya's face, whose golden body collapsed, suddenly turned pale. This scene made Mitreya horrified.Thinking that the six-foot-long golden body that I have spent thousands of years and thousands of years of tempering is so vulnerable.In just the second round, he was smashed to pieces by this little Taoist.This undoubtedly made Maitreya, who has always regarded himself as a genius, full of frustration.

"That fat man, let me tell you! These two creatures below are my intended apprentices! How dare you gossip and want to collect them, you really don't know what to do!" Zishu looked at Maitreya, whose face was as pale as paper, and said sharply.

"It turns out that the crux is here." Mi Le patted his head annoyed, and finally understood why Zi Shu was so crazy, he hit him whenever he wanted to, and didn't spare any sympathy.

"Benefactor, these words are indeed too much!" Maitreya swallowed an unknown fruit, and secretly took out a lotus seed from his cloth bag and crushed it.Then he breathed a sigh of relief, and said: "The creatures in this world have their own right to choose their master! It can't be said that you met first, it's your disciple!"

Zishu didn't see Maitreya's small movements, but Li Qingming who was not far away could see them clearly.He even secretly hoped that Maitreya would be able to recruit Zhun Ti.In the prehistoric novels of the previous life, it was said that even Kong Xuan almost killed Zhunti Saint!Li Qingming would like to test out how powerful the holy Zhunti is!

Xitian Daleiyin Temple, beside the Eight Treasures Merit Pool.

Zhunti, who was meditating with his eyes closed under the bodhi tree, suddenly frowned, and said to the guide on the side: "Senior brother! Just now Maitreya crushed the lotus seed sent to him by the foolish brother. I'm afraid he encountered some trouble in the east. ! Let me go to the east and find out!"

Jieyin's long eyebrows trembled slightly, and he said, "Go early and come back early!"

"Save it, stupid brother!" Zhunti chuckled, and disappeared without a trace in an instant!