On the square

The little yellow orio suddenly looked happy: "I found the treasure umbrella."

As soon as he finished speaking, a blue treasure umbrella rose from her hands, emitting a thousand-foot ray of light, floating above her head, like a canopy made of auspicious cloud, and a green cloud rose under her feet, lifting her up and floating in the air.

Maitreya smiled and said, "This treasure umbrella is indeed a good treasure, but I don't know where this treasure umbrella comes from?"

Little Huangli said: "This umbrella is called Qingyunbao Umbrella, it was given by my master."

"How did you get the master?"

"Nature is made by collecting heavenly and earth treasures."

Maitreya smiled and said, "I see that my junior sister has many spiritual treasures in the bluestone. I guess they are all given by her respected teacher, right?"

Little Yellow Ori nodded, "That's right."

Maitreya suddenly looked dark and said sternly: "I didn't expect you to be such a person who only knows how to ask for it and is proud of yourself! The respectful teacher accepts you as a disciple, teaches you the great way, guides you to practice, and recreates kindness, but you still let your teacher go to heaven and earth to find heaven and earth treasures to refine spiritual treasures for you!

It’s okay if you don’t care about this treasure! I’m ashamed to be with you and others!”

These words were spoken loudly, and the contempt and disdain were beyond words.

As soon as he finished speaking, someone stood up on the sidelines and said, "What Brother Maitreya said is so much. Our disciples should repay their teacher's kindness. How can we treat his teacher as hard work?"

Everyone looked up and saw that the person who spoke was Shi Ji who had lost to the little Huangli before.

After her, the Western disciple Pharmacist also said in a deep voice: "The gift of treasures by the master is a virtue. Our disciples should remember the teacher's kindness, rather than treating it as a show-off!"

With these two people taking the lead, the disciples in the square nodded and said yes.

Maitreya looked at the little yellow oriole with a righteous face, but there was a smile in her eyes.

He felt that he was sure to win.

He had already thought about it long before he went on stage.

As long as you firmly grasp the commanding heights of respecting teachers and respecting teachers, even if the disciples of the four sects present saw his mind and had to follow him obediently.

Do they dare to accuse themselves of being wrong in front of their masters?

As long as the saint does not speak, no of these disciples will stand opposite to them.

After a while, the innocent and romantic little girl in front of her should surrender to everyone’s accusations, right?

There is nothing more effective in dealing with such simple people than standing on the moral high ground and looking down at the other party.

Just as he was smug, Maitreya suddenly heard the little yellow oriole say in surprise: "You have misunderstood, I didn't ask my master to give me treasures. On the first day I started, my master threw them to me."

Maitreya sneered in his heart. It was so simple and pitiful. In this case, he was still thinking about explaining.

At this time, the little yellow lion continued, "I didn't want it either, but Master said that these spiritual treasures were useless for him, and keeping them would take up space. Master gave me a generous gift, so I couldn't refuse, so I had to accept them..."

Hearing the little Huangliu's words, a ominous premonition suddenly arose in Maitreya's heart.

Immediately afterwards, he heard the little yellow oriole continue:

"Oh, I really envy you for refining spiritual treasures by yourself. You can collect treasures of heaven and earth while traveling through the prehistoric world. Unfortunately, my master said that the prehistoric world is too dangerous. My magic power is low and I don't let me walk around at will. Just pick whatever spiritual treasures I want."

Lost.

Maitreya felt powerless.

All his calculations were based on the fact that Little Yellow Lion is an inexperienced and innocent person. In fact, the image he showed before was indeed the case.

But when the little Huangli said those two words one after another, Maitreya realized that this junior sister was actually very thick-skinned.

What does it mean to have a generous gift from Master? You can only accept it?

What does it mean to choose a spiritual treasure at will?

Maitreya really wants to ask, can you ask for some dough?

Can you consider other people’s feelings?

He was not the only one who wanted to ask this question, but many disciples present had the same idea.

This is so annoying!

Even the disciples under the saints couldn't take out a few spiritual treasures. This guy actually looked depressed and said, "I envy them for refining spiritual treasures by themselves."

Is this a reverse show-off?

Who envys whom?

...

Above the clouds

All the Six Saints looked at Liu Bai with strange eyes.

"Fellow Taoist, this disciple is really... so strange and unworldly."

Liu Bai smiled slightly, "It's just that he is just using his own way to do it. Now it seems that Maitreya's scheming has failed."

While speaking, he shook his head secretly.

Little Huangli's words sound so familiar. Isn't this a true remark? Even if it was intentional, it would be too jealous, right?

Still too immature.

"What fellow Taoist said is very much."

Tongtian laughed and said, "This Maitreya thought Xiaolier was innocent and easy to be fooled by him. He never thought that fellow Taoist disciple had already experienced the storm and was tenacious inside. He was not a delicate flower that needed careful care."

Speaking of this, he looked at Liu Bai and said, "I really like this little lier the more I look at it. If the fellow Taoist had not accepted her as his disciple, I would have taken her as an inner disciple."

Zhunti joked: "I heard from my senior brother that, I had the intention to accept disciples. It's a pity that I am poor in the West, but I can't produce so many spiritual treasures."

While the saints were joking, Maitreya gave in the defeat in the square below, and the little yellow lion stopped when he saw it was ready and was about to return to his seat.

At this time, a figure suddenly appeared in the center of the square.

This person is as thin as a firewood, and he is the Taoist Randeng, the deputy leader of the Chan Sect.

The little yellow lion stopped and asked strangely: "You are going to come and discuss the argument with me too?"

The disciples of the four sects around the square also frowned secretly.

Although Taoist Randeng can be regarded as a disciple of the saint of Yuqing, he has a special status after all.

As a congenital god, he once listened to the sermons in Zixiao Palace. In the eyes of his disciples, he is a member of his generation with his saints and masters. How could he compete with these second-generation disciples?

The difference is too big.

They have only been apprenticed to the master for more than a thousand years at most, how can their magic power level be compared with those of the Taoist Raindeng?

What should such a top-notch master do at this time?

In the curious eyes of the disciples, Taoist Ran Deng ignored the words of the little Huangli, looked up at the clouds, and said loudly: "I am very happy to see fellow Taoist Changqing today. It happened to be the event of the Four Sects. I also want to ask fellow Taoist Taoist for advice, and please do not refuse."

All the disciples of the four sects suddenly realized that he wanted to challenge that mysterious senior Evergreen.

This is not surprising, and some people have even expected it.

After all, Taoist Randeng is still a top power near the saint position, but he can only sit down with a group of second-generation disciples, while the mysterious and mysterious senior Changqing can sit with all the saints.

Many disciples asked themselves, if they encountered this situation, would they want to prove themselves?

But Taoist Randeng thought more than them.

He stood in the middle of the square, looking at Liu Bai, who was sitting high above the cloud bed, with a high sense of fighting in his heart.

For him, this is an excellent opportunity.

He knew very well that in addition to discussing Taoism among saints, the competition among disciples was also a highlight of this event in the four sects.

Because this is not only a competition among disciples, but also a concern for the saint's face.

If a disciple of a sect can win a great victory, his master will naturally have a bright face in front of other saints, and the loser will make the saint unable to teach.

When a saint fights, what is fighting for is luck and facial skin.

Taoist Ran Deng knew this very well.

Therefore, when he saw that after several battles, the most outstanding one was the disciple of the Changqing Taoist, he felt that his chance had come.

As long as you can defeat the Changqing Taoist in front of all the saints, you can not only prove your strength, but also highlight your differences from ordinary second-generation disciples, but also earn some face for Master Yuqing Saint.

He is bound to win this move of killing two birds with one stone!
Chapter completed!