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Chapter 553 The Third Buddha’s Fate: Red Lotus Tribulation (3)
Chapter 553 The Three Worlds of Buddha: Red Lotus Tribulation ([-])
"Except for hurting people, Xiao Honglian, as long as you want, I will do it for you." The little monk stared at her with dark eyes, as if the promise he made could be fulfilled for her even if he died.
Wanwan was taken aback, and hurriedly said, "You don't have to take it so seriously, I'm just joking with you."
The little monk stretched out his hand and gently stroked her petals, as if the floating clouds in the sky were passing by, he said very seriously: "Little Honglian, I know you are not joking."
Wanwan laughed awkwardly, the little monk took it too easily.
"Then you owe it first, and I will ask you for it later."
"Little Honglian, wait for me, I will come out of the Great Compassion Pagoda as soon as possible." After speaking, the little monk got up and left the pond.
Wanwan glanced at him faintly, why did she feel that the little monk still had a trace of demonic nature even though he was carrying the Buddha's relic, was it her illusion?
The energy in the body was raging around like a fish caught in a net, as if it could burst out, Wanwan quickly started to practice.
The little monk's blood was so overbearing that it almost destroyed her meridians.
No wonder the monster regarded the little monk as meat, and didn't even leave his body behind.
The little monk really went to the Pagoda of Great Compassion. While Wanwan was cultivating crazily, she would occasionally hear the passing monks chatting about some mundane matters down the mountain.
The monks in the Bodhi Pagoda often go down to help the world, and the world is turbulent, and bad monsters often appear to stir up trouble.
At this time, the people at the bottom of the mountain will go up the mountain to pray for the Buddha, and the presiding officer will send a monk with profound morals to go down the mountain to eliminate demons, and bring back some sesame oil money by the way.
Although monks can practice, they are mortals after all, and they need money to live. Sesame oil money is the source of life for monks in temples.
The days passed quietly, month after month, year after year.
Years are impermanent in the mountains, and Wanwan practiced in the Bodhi Temple, and would often hear the sound of monks chanting sutras. It is very beneficial to practice, and she can get twice the result with half the effort.
Suddenly one day, on the back mountain of the Bodhi Temple, a pagoda made a loud noise, and a strong golden light radiated from it.
The whole Bodhi Mountain was not peaceful, and Wanwan could hear the sound of monsters in the mountain about to move, saying that they really want to eat, it smells so good, and so on.
Wanwan, who was practicing, stopped. This kind of noise must mean that the little monk has left the customs.
I don't know how his cultivation is going, but she has a hunch that the male lead will come soon upon hearing the news.
"Hey——" With a high-pitched cry, Wanwan looked towards the sky, and a mass of fiery red passed by outside the barrier of Bodhi Temple.
——Chongming Bird!
Sure enough, the hero is here!
The Bodhi Temple has a golden light enchantment to protect the temple and the monks who are practicing, so the evil spirits and monsters outside cannot enter.
"Haha... Junior brother, you finally came out..."
"Junior Brother, your practice has advanced a lot..."
"..."
Wanwan heard the happy voices of the monks in the distance, mixed with a gentle call of senior brother.
That clear and pleasant voice must belong to the little monk.
About half an hour later, Wanwan heard the slight sound of footsteps, and she looked towards the corridor to see a young man standing on the steps, with jade-like eyebrows and star-like eyes looking at her.
"Xiao Honglian." He smiled and called softly.
He is no longer as reckless as he was when he was young. After a few years of practice, he has become a young man like a ganoderma lucidum tree.
The days of practicing practice passed quickly, but it seemed that Wanwan hadn't seen him for a long time. The cute little monk turned into a young boy for a while, and she couldn't take it easy.
(End of this chapter)
"Except for hurting people, Xiao Honglian, as long as you want, I will do it for you." The little monk stared at her with dark eyes, as if the promise he made could be fulfilled for her even if he died.
Wanwan was taken aback, and hurriedly said, "You don't have to take it so seriously, I'm just joking with you."
The little monk stretched out his hand and gently stroked her petals, as if the floating clouds in the sky were passing by, he said very seriously: "Little Honglian, I know you are not joking."
Wanwan laughed awkwardly, the little monk took it too easily.
"Then you owe it first, and I will ask you for it later."
"Little Honglian, wait for me, I will come out of the Great Compassion Pagoda as soon as possible." After speaking, the little monk got up and left the pond.
Wanwan glanced at him faintly, why did she feel that the little monk still had a trace of demonic nature even though he was carrying the Buddha's relic, was it her illusion?
The energy in the body was raging around like a fish caught in a net, as if it could burst out, Wanwan quickly started to practice.
The little monk's blood was so overbearing that it almost destroyed her meridians.
No wonder the monster regarded the little monk as meat, and didn't even leave his body behind.
The little monk really went to the Pagoda of Great Compassion. While Wanwan was cultivating crazily, she would occasionally hear the passing monks chatting about some mundane matters down the mountain.
The monks in the Bodhi Pagoda often go down to help the world, and the world is turbulent, and bad monsters often appear to stir up trouble.
At this time, the people at the bottom of the mountain will go up the mountain to pray for the Buddha, and the presiding officer will send a monk with profound morals to go down the mountain to eliminate demons, and bring back some sesame oil money by the way.
Although monks can practice, they are mortals after all, and they need money to live. Sesame oil money is the source of life for monks in temples.
The days passed quietly, month after month, year after year.
Years are impermanent in the mountains, and Wanwan practiced in the Bodhi Temple, and would often hear the sound of monks chanting sutras. It is very beneficial to practice, and she can get twice the result with half the effort.
Suddenly one day, on the back mountain of the Bodhi Temple, a pagoda made a loud noise, and a strong golden light radiated from it.
The whole Bodhi Mountain was not peaceful, and Wanwan could hear the sound of monsters in the mountain about to move, saying that they really want to eat, it smells so good, and so on.
Wanwan, who was practicing, stopped. This kind of noise must mean that the little monk has left the customs.
I don't know how his cultivation is going, but she has a hunch that the male lead will come soon upon hearing the news.
"Hey——" With a high-pitched cry, Wanwan looked towards the sky, and a mass of fiery red passed by outside the barrier of Bodhi Temple.
——Chongming Bird!
Sure enough, the hero is here!
The Bodhi Temple has a golden light enchantment to protect the temple and the monks who are practicing, so the evil spirits and monsters outside cannot enter.
"Haha... Junior brother, you finally came out..."
"Junior Brother, your practice has advanced a lot..."
"..."
Wanwan heard the happy voices of the monks in the distance, mixed with a gentle call of senior brother.
That clear and pleasant voice must belong to the little monk.
About half an hour later, Wanwan heard the slight sound of footsteps, and she looked towards the corridor to see a young man standing on the steps, with jade-like eyebrows and star-like eyes looking at her.
"Xiao Honglian." He smiled and called softly.
He is no longer as reckless as he was when he was young. After a few years of practice, he has become a young man like a ganoderma lucidum tree.
The days of practicing practice passed quickly, but it seemed that Wanwan hadn't seen him for a long time. The cute little monk turned into a young boy for a while, and she couldn't take it easy.
(End of this chapter)
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