I didn't expect the poor monk to go all the way south and meet two good materials and beautiful jade. It's really not very happy, hahaha!" The fat-headed monk with a hypocritical smile on his face landed beside the two valleys.

Li Qingming looked at the monk in front of him, with a smile that was almost the same as Zhun Ti, and felt a burst of amusement for no reason, and said secretly: "What kind of master teaches what kind of apprentice, it seems that this fat monk must be Zhun Ti's apprentice!"

Although the twelve earthly branches are self-formed souls and can cultivate on their own, they are after all Li Qingming's external incarnation. All kinds of events that happened in Li Qingming's past and present lives are clear! So Li Qingming kicked the rat and asked the rat to come forward and play tricks on the fat monk.

The rat smiled and rubbed his hands. The two originally flush teeth glowed with a bright yellow sheen and slowly lengthened. Less than the effort of tea, it is very different from before.

Li Qingming understood Zi Mouse's dirty thoughts, and the corners of his mouth inadvertently evoked a wicked smile.

The rat stomped lightly on the ground with two large golden teeth, and its figure disappeared suddenly. When he reappeared, he had already reached the side of the fat monk.

And the fat monk was still staring at the two birds in the valley with his eyes shining. The big fan-like hand gently stroked his exposed round belly, and his mouth made an inexplicable whisper.

Zi Rat looked at the appearance of this fat monk, and couldn't help but be happy, and said in his heart: "It's a master and apprentice, even this greedy energy is exactly the same!"

After thinking about it, Zi Rat stretched out his left hand and patted the fat monk gently, and said, "Hey, what are you looking at, buddy? This place is full of yin qi, be careful that a thunderbolt will come down and split you into charcoal!"

"Huh?" the fat monk screamed as if he were a ghost, and the fat in his belly rippled like a wave. When he saw a short, obscene-looking rat standing next to him, he scratched his head a little shyly, made a Buddha salute, and said, "Amitabha, little monk Maitreya." Coming from the Western Bliss Shijie and seeing the donor!"

Zi Rat smiled and said in his heart: "Sure enough, it's him." ”

Waving his hand indifferently, Zi Rat said to Maitreya: "The great monk is not in the West Bliss Shijie Nafu, why do you want to go to my east?"

Maitreya was stunned for a moment, and then said with a serious expression: "My master Zhun Ti sage has said that the desolate land is opened up for the great god of Pangu! The way of heaven is fair, there is no distinction between the east and the west, how can you and me?"

Zi Rat touched his teeth and said, "Master Ling is really a great talent! It seems that we and other Eastern monks also have to go around the West from time to time to pay homage to the saint's dojo." Maybe when the opportunity comes, you can find some spiritual treasures, refining materials, or something! It's better than being at ease with a closed door and cultivating!"

Maitreya twitched when he heard this, and said: "Now the West is barren, and there are occasional demon beasts!

"If you are allowed to come to the East, we will not be allowed to go to the West? What is the reason?" Like a shrew, Zi Rat stretched out his hands to grab Maitreya's wide robes.

Jumping to the side in a hurry, Maitreya said: "Don't be in a hurry, don't be in a hurry! If the donor really wants to go to my west, with the qualifications of the donor, he will definitely be able to enter my teacher and be allowed to mention the eyes of the saint!

Zi Rat took out a big iron rod and sharpened his big teeth, raised the stick and smashed it towards Maitreya, and kept shouting and scolding: "Go, I'll go to your uncle's! What kind of virtue is the old thief bald, I don't know? I'll beat you a demagogic fat bald donkey!"

The big iron rod of the rat does not know how heavy it is, and under the black-brown luster, it seems to be full of infinite liliang. The thick iron rod sliced through the void, shaking the space through cracks.

Maitreya was taken aback, he didn't expect this short Taoist to say that he would fight it, and he was so strong! Look at the iron rod, if it is struck, I am afraid that if it is not dead, it will have to peel off the skin. So, Maitreya hurriedly transported the six zhang gold body execution. A little golden light appeared on the plump body, covering the whole body and covering his own body. A six-foot-tall golden Maitreya phantom covered Maitreya's body.

"What does the donor mean by this? Could it be that you and I have some grudge?" Maitreya looked at the iron rod cautiously and shouted at the rat.

Zi Mouse's obscene face seemed to be a lot more indifferent, and said, "What do you mean? Your master has insulted me several times. What kind of enmity do you think I have against you?"

"Huh?" Even if Maitreya was the most outstanding disciple in the history of Buddhism, he would not have guessed that such a reason would be the reason for this.

"That monk, eat your rat grandfather!" The mouse's eyes showed essence, and his expression was full of hideousness.

"Smack!"

The sound was very loud, like a thunderclap exploding, spreading all over the heavens and the earth within a radius of several miles! The thick iron rod struck Maitreya fiercely on the six-zhang golden body. Qing's powerful impact shook out water-blue ripples, and the blue halo fluttered like a thin veil, submerging the land within a radius of several miles.

Li Qingming, who was in the distance, had just laid down two defensive arrays for the two birds. Seeing this scene, he said to himself: "The six-zhang golden body of this Buddha Gate has some merits! I am afraid that the first blow of this mouse will fail!"

When the blue mist dissipated, Maitreya's long sleeves fluttered, hazy, and stood there calmly. The glorious six-zhang golden body was not damaged in the slightest, and the child rat was full of surprise on his face, and gently stroked the big iron rod in his hand. I couldn't believe that with the strength of my own quasi-saint late stage, he couldn't even break through the defense of a big Luo Jin Immortal.

"You're Nainai, are you practicing a golden bell hood iron cloth shirt?" The big teeth of the rat shone brightly in the sunlight, and his jaw almost fell off.

"I don't believe in evil!" The rat obviously couldn't accept this result, and increased his mana to two percent, and the thick rod in his hand began to glow with a faint black light.

"Roar!" With a low roar, the arms of the rat shook again and again, and the dark black water waves spread along the rod, spreading around.

"Break!" Before the waves of water had dissipated, the rat smashed madly at Maitreya with an iron rod.

"Boom!"

Like a muffled thunderbolt slashing through the air, the dark long stick was incomparable, draining all the surrounding heaven and earth aura, and a large blurred black space appeared!

Maitreya's face couldn't help but change greatly, this blow was not something that his own Da Luo Jin Immortal could withstand.

Heaven is pitiful, Maitreya's six-zhang golden body didn't even have time to resist it, and it collapsed and completely shattered.

"Haha, I'll just say it! It's impossible that even the defenses of Da Luo Jin Xiandu can't be broken!" The rat who took back the stick jumped happily on the spot, and daxiao happily.

Maitreya's face suddenly turned pale, and this scene made Maitreya frightened. Thinking that the six-zhang golden body that he had spent thousands of years and tempered thousands of times was so vulnerable. In just the second round, he was shattered by this short 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! You dare to speak wildly and want to collect it, you really don't know whether you are alive or dead!" the rat looked at Maitreya, whose face was as pale as paper, and said sharply.

"It turns out that the crux of the problem appears here" Maitreya patted her head in annoyance, and finally understood why the rat was so crazy.

"Donor, this is indeed a bit excessive!" Maitreya swallowed an unknown fruit, and secretly took out a lotus seed from the cloth bag he carried with him and crushed it. Then he breathed a sigh of relief and said, "The creatures of this heaven and earth have their own right to choose their own masters! It can't be said that you met it first, and you are your disciple!"

Zi Rat didn't see Maitreya's small movements, but Li Qingming, who was not far away, saw it clearly. I even faintly hoped in my heart that Maitreya would be able to summon Zhun Ti. In the novels of the previous life, it was said that even Kong Xuan almost slaughtered the Zhun Ti Saint! Li Qingming wanted to test the combat power of the saint Zhun Ti!

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Zhun Ti, who was originally meditating under the Bodhi tree with his eyes closed, suddenly frowned, and said to the guide on the side: "Senior brother! Maitreya just crushed the lotus seed of the communication that the foolish brother gave him, I am afraid that I have encountered some trouble in the East! I will go to the East to find out!"

The long eyebrows trembled slightly, and he said, "Go early and come back early!"

"Foolish brother can save it!" Zhun Ti chuckled, and disappeared without a trace in an instant!