Hearing the words of Maitreya Buddha, Zhou Qing's expression became less and less beautiful. Liao Xiaojin condensed the supreme demon body and achieved the body of a great witch. Half of it was because of the Chiyou bloodline in his body, and the other half was the Heavenly Dao Scroll created by Zhou Qing. The two were integrated and completely integrated. Not to mention whether the fat man said was true, even if it was true, if Chiyou's bloodline was really washed away, Liao Xiaojin would not only lose all his magical powers, but he would probably not even be able to retain his life in the surname, let alone achieve the right result.

Even if Buddhism is boundless and can save Liao Xiaojin's life, Zhou Qing will not let others steal his disciples for no reason. Moreover, although the other party is polite tone, he is actually forcing and threatening. Even a small yellow-browed boy under the seat dares to kill the demon king and take away the demon soldiers, but he really doesn't take himself seriously.

If it were someone else, Zhou Qing would have been completely destroyed by the other side of the body and spirit. However, Zhou Qing had no idea about the magic power of Maitreya Buddha. Not to mention that he was not the opponent of this Buddha, even if he could barely escape his life, his hard-working foundation would have been destroyed. Zhou Qing knew the power of the Western Paradise.

After a little smile, Zhou Qing was really hard to deal with. Only with the ability could he speak, otherwise everything would be empty talk. All the Buddhist masters were old-fashioned, and they were just talking in vain.

Besides, in terms of verbal skills, Zhou Qing may not be as good as the Buddha Donglai who often preaches and speaks, and spits out a lotus and grows into a lotus.

Maitreya's smile is so simple and funny, but in Zhou Qing's heart, it is no less than an ancient beast that is swaying in front of him.

Seeing that Zhou Qing was not speaking for a long time, Maitreya had auspicious clouds, and he still stood tall at the ninth-grade lotus platform. He looked down at Zhou Qing's disciples, and eight yellow-browed boys were also standing on both sides of the lotus platform. With this power alone, he steadily suppressed Zhou Qing's head.

"My friend, I am the monk in charge of the East Heaven of Pure Bliss, sentient beings pay homage to you, billions of people serve you, Eight Desires Pools, Seven Treasure Forests, and Glazed Realm are Buddhist Pure Land, and the Eight Heavenly Dragons are guarded by the eight heavenly dragons. The five directions of the Emperor are always mixed with each other, and the infinite. My friend takes refuge in my Buddha, and will be boundless merits. If you escape the devil's obstacles, you will be the right result of the Bodhisattva."

Seeing that Zhou Qing didn't speak, Maitreya turned his words to Liao Xiaojin behind him. There was a lot of temptation in his tone. As Maitreya spoke, five-colored lotus flowers surged out from the void, and strange fragrance attacked, covering the entire sky of thousands of miles. The rays of colorful lotus flowers were emitted, and one of the pictures appeared, including the scattered flowers of the heavenly girl, the glazed bliss, the colorful phoenixes in the sky, the green phoenixes shook their wings, the golden dragons rolled in the merit pool on the ground, the purple clouds were ethereal, the high mountain spiritual platform, the old pine tray, there were cranes holding Ganoderma lucidum, and the thunder sound treasure wall, the relics were hanging high in the sky, shining on the vast thousand, the golden arhat sang together, the sound was about to come out, which was completely eliminated by others.

The illusion is better than the real scene. Master Zhou Qing and his disciples are in it, as if they are in the scene. You can even see the Arhats coming and going nodding at them slightly.

"Hehe, hehe, I am grateful for the teachings of my master. When I enter the school, I practice Taoism. I respect the morals of the two religions. I worship the Three Pure Dao Lord, and I am a disciple of the Taoist sect. Although Western Pure Bliss is good, the sects are different. Moreover, the Pure Bliss also requires worshiping Buddha and meditation and practicing merits. It is far less free than my Taoist sect. I dare not obey my orders." Liao Xiaojin laughed and said, "No one knows that this fat man is not in a good intention. If he says he takes himself away, he will take him away. Wouldn't he treat himself as a goods?

Liao Xiaojin became a great witch and naturally had Chi You's aura when he saw the immortals and killed the Buddha. He had a firm will. In addition, Zhou Qing secretly used magic power to protect the minds of the disciples, so he naturally did not get tempted by this Western Paradise.

Liao Xiaojin seemed to feel very annoyed by this fat man. Not only that, but even the other immortal cultivators, this is the consciousness left over from the bloodline of Chiyou's great witch. However, the disciples of the Tiandao Sect practiced the Heavenly Dao Scroll four times, which was somewhat similar to the aura of the witch sect. Liao Xiaojin was a little kind and dared, especially Zhou Qing, who had the aura of the twelve ancestor witches, which made Liao Xiaojin feel like he belonged to his elders.

"Oh, my Buddhist temple wants to worship Buddha and practice merits, and practice merits. I don't have the freedom of Taoism. I dare to ask my friends, what kind of freedom is the Taoism? The Taoism always says that I work hard, meditate and practice qi, adjust the soul, adjust the yin and yang, and build the golden elixir and lead. Without a trace of leisure, I will also suffer the four or nine heavenly kalpas. However, my Buddhist temple only cultivates merits, reincarnates and escapes karma, and is protected by Ksitigarbha, without disasters or kalpas. As long as my heart is sincere, you can achieve the golden body's true fruit. My friend can naturally see how he said this against his will."

Maitreya used his strengths and gave birth to lotus flowers. He spoke very well. Although Liao Xiaojin was also a wise person, he had no reason to refute. He had to say: "One is a teacher, a teacher for life. I want me to leave the master. Unless the master agrees, although I am a great witch's bloodline, I have been eliminated by my master using the supreme Taoism. Now I have devoted myself to practicing Taoism and have no initiatives to harm the three realms. The Buddha's words that transform into demons can only deceive the foolish believers, and there is no need to make these excuses. If I force myself, I would rather break my jade than to be a complete one."

Liao Xiaojin simply cheated.

Maitreya was speechless and wanted to debate. Liao Xiaojin didn't even bother to play with it, but the other party made it clear, and it was difficult to speak for a scoundrel.

Zhou Qing thought in his mind that he did not come up with any good idea. With just a word, he opened his mouth and continued the topic: "Don't be rude to Buddha. Buddhism and Taoism have their own advantages. Although we practitioners have some disasters, they have more hardships than Buddhism, but they are in line with the truth of heaven's vigorous action. An old saying goes: The mind is like white clouds and always free, and the mind is like flowing water to let the world, and returning to the original is the realm of my Taoism."

Zhou Qing thrust his body, and a breath of ancient prehistoric wilderness surged out. The sea rolled, the divine pillar of the sky, the ancient sacred mountains, the beasts and poisonous dragons, the giant lions, and some creatures from the ancient prehistoric wilderness all appeared, breaking the scene of paradise, occupying half of the country, and competing with Maitreya Buddha.

Anyway, Zhou Qing was talking nonsense. Although the Twelve Ancestor Witches were clones, the power contained was simply endless. Zhou Qing mobilized the power of the Twelve Ancestor Witches with all his strength, so he could barely relieve some of the oppression of Maitreya Buddha.

Maitreya Buddha smiled and saw Zhou Qing fighting with all his might. Instead, he did not continue to use force. Instead, he clasped his hands together and said the Buddha's name. The Lingshan scene disappeared immediately. Seeing that Maitreya was not seducing his disciples, Zhou Qing also took over the scene in the prehistoric world, and combined the power of the twelve ancestor witches. It was too difficult.

If Zhou Qing understood the magical powers, refined all the clones of the twelve ancestor witches and merged them into his own magic power, his strength would be able to reach the Sanqing Daozun. If the twelve ancestor witches restored their strength in their heyday, then changing the world, refining the earth, refining the fire, water and wind, and communicating the six realms of reincarnation would be a matter of a blink of an eye. Unfortunately, these two are just imaginations, at least now, that is impossible.

Now the Twelve Ancestor Witches and Zhou Qing are not one, they are just a magic weapon. After all, they are external forces and cannot be compared with integrating into themselves.

Maitreya Buddha smiled and said, "What a heart that is like a white cloud is always free, and the mind is like flowing water and can be free from things. Clouds and water are all flowing things, not long. When the clouds finally disperse, and when the water finally decays. I dare to ask the Emperor, when the clouds are dispersed, can the Emperor have another way?"

Zhou Qing haha ​​said: "It is precisely for the water to be withered and clouds to disperse, the water to be withered and pearls to appear, and the clouds to be scattered and the moon to be in the sky, which will last forever!"

Maitreya sat upright on the Lotus Platform and laughed loudly. Just as he was about to refute, he suddenly moved his mind and calculated with his hands. His smile suddenly became a little restrained: "Well, the Emperor is a person with Taoism, and Buddhism and Taoism have their own advantages. I just heard from my friend that everything was told by the Emperor. I don't know if the Emperor can bet with me."

"The Buddha came from the East to the West to be boundless, so it would be fine if he was a gambling battle. I never did it. My disciple had no fate in the Western Paradise, so the Buddha would rather invite him back." Zhou Qingdao, although he began to give himself a warning, as soon as Maitreya appeared, he was always polite and showed no sign of turning against him. As Maitreya's identity, he came to grab people, but he couldn't do it.

"Haha, it's okay, it's okay, the emperor should listen to the bet." Maitreya looked confident, as if Zhou Qing had to fight.

"Yellow-browed boy, go downstairs and grab a handful of sand and soil." Maitreya ordered.

A yellow-browed boy really fell to the ground and grabbed a handful of sand and soil.

Extending his big hand, Maitreya put a handful of sand and soil in his palm and said to Zhou Qing: "I don't have any supernatural powers, so I have some small means." There is a verse in my Buddhist temple saying: The internal and external spiritual lights are everywhere, and the Buddha's country is in one sand."

He blew out in one breath, blowing all the sand on his hands, leaving only a grain of sand the size of a sesame seed. He waved his hand in the wind and changed to a size of a hundred miles. Maitreya said again: "There is a verse in my Buddhism: The internal and external lights are everywhere, and the Buddha's country is in one sand. The emperor enters my palm. As long as he can escape from the Buddha's country in the sand and escape from the palm of my monk's hand, I will be considered as my monk losing."

"There are 3,700 mountains to the west of these two realms, so we will take it as the first prize. If the Emperor wins, my disciple Wan Du Jie withdrew from Wan Du Mountain and asked the Emperor to preach. If the Emperor is not careful for a moment, he will ask for love and give up his beloved disciple, but it will be of great merit. This bet will be just enough to end the debate between me and the Emperor just now, which is a killing of two birds with one stone. What does the Emperor think?"

Maitreya laughed twice, and Zhou Qing's face changed. Although Maitreya spoke casually, one of the words "get out of the palm of my monk's hand" was an obvious provocation. As soon as this statement was made, Wen Lanxin and others were a little angry.

In this way, Zhou Qing could not refuse unless he was shameless, and he could not lose. Maitreya Buddha's move was so vicious that he was so vicious that he was so vicious.

In terms of lottery, Buddhism did not suffer any loss at all. The Wandu Jiedi just occupied the vicinity of Wandu Mountain and did not conquer all the demon kings. Even if Zhou Qing wins, he still has to conquer himself, but no one will interfere. After subdue, Zhou Qing and the Wudang Virgin behind the Shepan Mountain can also confront Zhou Qing and the Victory Mother behind the Shepan Mountain. The two sides consume their strength. The Wandu Jiedi can also watch the tiger fight in the middle of Xiniu Hezhou.

"A man is shameless and invincible in the world. Unfortunately, I can't achieve my current identity, so I'll bet." Zhou Qing thought to himself that if Maitreya Buddha and he fought with him with real swords and guns, Zhou Qing would certainly not be the opponent. Even if the twelve demons were fully opened, there would be no hope of winning. The best result was that he could run away.

However, Maitreya is the Buddha from the East. Of course, he will not do anything to lose his identity by killing his true sword. Zhou Qing can use all his magic powers to do this bet, but Maitreya has some restrictions. Of course, he cannot use means to attack, and can only make a fuss about the word "sleep".

"It's just that the Buddha from the East has this thought, so I can barely turn it over." Zhou Qingteng stood up and jumped into the palm of Maitreya Buddha.

Liao Xiaojin was very nervous. This bet might have something to do with his family and fate, but he couldn't do anything about it: "How is it, monk, you are strong today. One day, I will twist your head off and sit as a stool!" A violent and fierce aura surged in Liao Xiaojin's heart.

Wen Lanxin, Lan Shen and others behind were also very nervous, but there was no way. They even gave others excuses to be bullied by others, but they had to negotiate terms carefully, so they were so angry that they were so angry.

The palm of Maitreya Buddha had transformed into a size of a hundred miles in the sky, and the grain of sand also grew larger and turned into a small hill. Zhou Qingzhao was about to go up. Before Maitreya Buddha could speak, he turned his body into a golden light and rushed straight away.

"Haha, the Emperor seems to be a little anxious!"

Maitreya Buddha smiled on the lotus platform and his palm expanded rapidly. Zhou Qing flew three thousand miles away in the blink of an eye. As a result, he was still at the edge of his palm. It seemed that wherever he flew, his palm expanded to a certain extent. Zhou Qing had never seen Maitreya Buddha's magical powers before. Even if he was the Bull Demon King, he would probably be slapped to death by Maitreya like a fly.

Zhou Qing took three breaths and flew tens of thousands of miles, unable to escape from his palms. The Sanskrit sings behind him, and the grain of sand changed and transformed into a world, including the Bodhi forest, the Golden Temple of the Treasure Temple, and countless Arhat monks recited scriptures in it, with a few dragons, and the eight heavenly dragons circled and protected the heads of these Arhats who recited scriptures, which were somewhat similar to the Lingshan Mountain where Maitreya had just transformed.

A Buddha's kingdom is in a sand! Maitreya finally took action. Unlike before, this Buddha's kingdom is no longer an illusion, but an entity. The arhats and eight heavenly dragons are all under his seat. They are summoned by their supernatural powers and then built the Buddha's kingdom in the sand.

The world is getting bigger and bigger, and a piece of auspicious light swept over behind Zhou Qing. As long as Zhou Qing stops a little, he will be swept into the Buddha's kingdom in the sand and then escape. It is simply a delusion and the bet will be lost.

"My speed cannot be separated from the palm of this laughing monk's palm!" Zhou Qing used all his magic power to fly away, but it was useless. He was always on the edge of his palm and could see the outside world, but he could not escape from his palm. Suddenly, he could hear the sound of a tide below.

"I actually arrived at the sea. It seems that I have done my best. I can't do it if I don't work hard!" Zhou Qing gritted his teeth. The Buddhist Kingdom behind him was getting closer and closer. The scriptures and the long lings of the eight heavenly dragons seemed to be right in his ears, disturbing people's minds. Fortunately, Zhou Qing's will was firm and he was not shaken at all. Otherwise, as long as he slowed down, he would be involved in the Buddha Kingdom.

"The Emperor can use any means, so I will continue. If the Emperor has no means, then he will lose." Maitreya Buddha's voice came leisurely, as if he was still in place.

Liao Xiaojin and others were still in the high altitude in front of the mountain. Maitreya Buddha was sitting upright on the lotus platform, reaching his hand into the void. At first, he could see his head emerging from a distance. After a few breaths, he could no longer see a little. Now, after hearing what Maitreya Buddha said, he was worried about Zhou Qing.

The way of heaven changes! Zhou Qing rushed forward, his body swelled hundreds of feet high and lower, and changed into the appearance of an ancestor witch, with four flesh wings behind him, six claws on his chest, abdomen, and legs, like a demon who summoned Yunxia in the Beihai Eye to capture the sacred Wisdom Wolf.

Boom! Dark blood flowed out of Zhou Qing's seven orifices, and his body expanded ten times again, growing thousands of feet long. He was really a demon god who opened up the world.

A black gas came out of his body and actually burned, forming a pitch-black flame.

Zhou Qing forcibly injected all the endless force from the Hades flag into his body to maintain the changes and actions of the ancestor witch.

This change was completed in an instant. With the four flesh wings, Zhou Qing's speed suddenly increased by a hundred times, as if he had directly shortened the distance of space. He took a step and disappeared, but the person reached 200,000 to 300,000 miles away.

Maitreya Buddha still smiled, but he couldn't sit still. The lotus platform flashed and his body disappeared. Even the yellow-browed boy beside him disappeared, not knowing where he went.

The Twelve Ancestral Witches of the Prehistoric World are naturally extremely powerful, but every Ancestral Witch has a special ability. Zhou Qing's change in this Ancestral Witch is the best at speed. Zhou Qing's body is about to burst out with his support from the Hades flag, and he runs desperately like he is consuming his magic power. His speed has reached an incredible level. Maitreya Buddha can't sit still, and he uses his magic power to expand his palms to try to trap Zhou Qing.

"Eight Heavenly Dragons!"

Maitreya issued a decree, and hundreds of big birds flew out of the Buddha's kingdom and rushed forward. One of the big birds with head-bearing sarcoma swallowed the rest of the birds, flapped its wings, and chased Zhou Qing, who was flying in front of him. After these breaths, I don't know how many billions of miles he went. No matter how strong the magic power of Maitreya Buddha was, he could not control a realm. He could use his full strength to finally control Zhou Qing in his hands, but he could only maintain the status quo. Only ask Garula among the eight dragons to chase him, so that Zhou Qing could slow down and close his palm and lock Zhou Qing.

These eight heavenly dragons are the original deity under Maitreya, and they are incomparable to those summoned by Zhou Qing before.

Suddenly, there was a sound of Pingkong and a golden light flashed. The Garula who was chasing Zhou Qing was actually taken away out of thin air. Maitreya Buddha was shocked and divided the gods. Zhou Qing rose and fell, and I don’t know where to go.

Just as the lotus platform appeared, Maitreya Buddha closed his palms, and it was empty, and there was no shadow of Zhou Qing.

The sound of immortals sounded, and the sound of the piano sounded. An emperor throne came from the sky. There were dozens of fairies playing the piano and burning incense, holding various musical instruments in their hands. Three empresses stood next to the Qixiang car, standing with swords, one holding swords, one holding golden dragon scissors, and the other holding Hunyuan and gold bucket.

(To be continued)
Chapter completed!