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Although I haven't read Fengshen Yanyi, I still know some of the plots and lines in it.

Am I destined to you?

Go ahead, you treat me like a treasure, you monk!

Hearing Pudu Cihang's words, Xiao Yan was slightly frightened, and immediately a violent storm arose in his heart, not to mention how frightened he was.

Could it be said that he has traveled through time in The Romance of the Gods this time?

…

At this time, there was also a lot of discussion in the chat group.

Wei Wuxian: "He is the disciple that the leader of the group asked the newcomer to take on? He doesn't look like much. He shouts and yells. He has an impulsive and irritable character at first glance. Well... He is the same as Nie, the leader of the Nie clan in Qinghe.

Mingjue is a bit similar."

Qi Wang Li Maozhen: "It is true. Judging from his appearance, he must have experienced some setbacks and hardships, so that his heart is full of anger. If he does not vent it out in time and keeps accumulating, once it breaks out one day, he is likely to do something irrational.

things."

Yin Susu: "This young man has a pretty face and should be a good boy. He is probably bullied. Behind him is the tomb of his father or mother, right? Alas, a child who has lost the love of his parents is pitiful!

"

Wei Wuxian: "Aunt Yin, what you said is wrong. I also lost my parents, but I don't think I'm pitiful, and I won't yell with a hideous face like him."

Yin Susu: "Mr. Wei, you are young and your cultivation is so high, how can he compare with you? Also, Mr. Wei, can you stop calling me aunt?"

Wei Wuxian: “Then what should I call you? Auntie?”

Yin Susu: "..."

My aunt, you look like that!

"Huh!" Taking a deep breath, considering that she was no match for this bastard, Yin Susu patiently sent him a message politely: "Young Master Wei, you can call me like King Qi.

For Mrs. Yin."

Wei Wuxian: “Isn’t this too outsider?”

Isn't it good for me and you to be friends with each other, kid!

Yin Susu shouted in her heart.

Wei Wuxian: "Oh, okay, Mrs. Yin is just Mrs. Yin. Hello, Mrs. Yin!"

Yin Susu: "Well, Mr. Wei is polite!"

Wei Wuxian: "Yin A... Madam is polite."

Baiyue: "I'm sorry to disturb you two, but I see that the young man named Xiao Yan is indeed very violent. As the Pudu group friends said, this will damage his peace, so the group leader

That's why he chose to let the Pudu group friends accept him as his disciple, right? However, if the group leader can speak in person, this boy must have something special about him, so we might as well continue to watch."

Wei Wuxian: "Uncle, what you said makes sense. I guess the group leader chose to let the newcomer accept him as his disciple. He must have wanted the newcomer to purify his anger and cultivate him into a virtuous monk like the newcomer. I

You should open your eyes and watch carefully how the newcomer purifies the hostility in him."

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Seeing the conversations of the group of friends watching the live broadcast in his mind, Pudu Cihang, who was sitting on the cloud, twitched the corners of his mouth without any trace.

Is this a slap in the face?

I had just overturned my previous evaluation of this guy and thought he had a good heart and was a good guy. However, after a while, people in the group sent out news that they thought he was not good enough, and even said that he yelled and was impulsive.

irritability.

anger……

That is a good thing that can make people stronger, so why does it become a negative thing in your eyes?

Also, let me purify the hostility in him and train him to become a great monk. Are you right? Is this really the plan of the group leader?

As I said before, I am a fake monk. How can I purify the hostility in people? I can only aggravate it!

Pudu Cihang felt very helpless.

It's nothing to him to ask him to accept a disciple, but if he really wants to purify the anger in this disciple and train the disciple into a virtuous monk, this will be... very difficult. After all,

This is not my major. My major is to steal the destiny of the country and transform into an idol of mankind, okay?

Then he turned his attention back to Xiao Yan in front of him.

It was a complete joke to let a fake monk like himself purify such a young man who was full of anger and turn him into a virtuous and eminent monk.

Yes, it must be a joke, the group leader cannot possibly embarrass himself like this.

But what the administrator said is not wrong. If the group leader can speak in person, this kid must have something special about him. I'd better take him under his wing first and then talk about other things!

Thinking about it, Pudu Cihang lowered his eyes slightly, a large golden light bloomed behind him, and solemnly chanted - "Amitabha!"

Seeing this scene, Xiao Yan, who had already calmed down a lot, was shocked again. Under the influence of Pudu Cihang's Sanskrit sound, his mind gradually lost control. Coupled with this scene that looked like the coming of gods and Buddhas, it was impossible to see this in this life.

The strongest person was no more than the Great Fighter, so he couldn't help but want to kneel on the ground and kowtow to Pudu Cihang.

Of course, if nothing else, Xiao Yan's character was absolutely firm enough, so his reaction was much stronger than that of a mortal in A Chinese Ghost Story. His body shook for a while, but he did not kneel down.

Seeing this, Pudu Cihang was not surprised, because he was not serious in the first place. If he were serious, the Sanskrit sound would become a life-threatening Sanskrit sound.

"Donor, you are destined to be a poor monk, are you willing to fulfill this fate?" Seeing that Xiao Yan's mind had been disturbed for nearly half of his life and his body was swaying, Pudu Cihang asked him with a smile.

"What, what fate?" Xiao Yan said confusedly.

"The relationship between master and disciple."

Xiao Yan: "..."

"Donor, your anger is too strong and your peace is damaged. If you don't enter my Buddhist door to practice the boundless Dharma, you will be in great trouble in the future. You will not be able to live in peace after death. You will be rejected by reincarnation and suffer forever. The common people in the secular world are the same.

In the face of a great calamity, you need to know that the sea of ​​suffering is boundless, and you can only turn back to the shore!" Pudu Cihang said this.

"Return, is it possible to return to the shore?"

"good."

"But I, I am not willing to give in. I want to become stronger. I want to make those who have humiliated me pay the price." Xiao Yan, who was still mostly conscious but confused, murmured.

"...You can practice Buddhist magical powers when you enter our Buddhist sect. You will achieve success every day with your practice, and you will save all living beings and your merits will be immeasurable!"

"Can you make those people pay the price?" Xiao Yan asked.

"Buddha said: There is cause and effect in the world. Those who have humiliated you have already had cause and effect with you. Once you have achieved success in your cultivation, you can go find them and resolve this layer of cause and effect."

"Listen, I don't quite understand."

Pudu Cihang: "..."

After a moment of silence, Pudu Cihang said concisely and concisely: "Yes!"

After receiving this answer, Xiao Yan, who was confused by the Sanskrit sound, raised his head and looked at Pudu Cihang who was sitting cross-legged on the cloud for a long time, with the 'Buddha's light' blooming behind him, as if to confirm whether he was really a capable person.

An expert who helps you become stronger.

Then, he got a positive answer in his heart, then hesitated for a moment, and couldn't help but recall the humiliation and trampling he had suffered in the past two years. Finally, he slowly leaned down and murmured: "

Teacher is here, disciple Xiao Yan..."

"Brother Xiao Yan, no!" Just when Xiao Yan was about to kneel down to perform the apprenticeship ceremony, suddenly, a light voice sounded in the bamboo forest.

At the same time, a powerful roar passed into Pudu Cihang's ears.

"What kind of monster dares to run wild here?"

Pudu Cihang: "..."

Demon, monster? The poor monk is the protector of the country!