Dark Beast Summoner MTL - 927. Chapter 927

“Brother, the Monkey King is so amazing, can you really go a thousand miles away when you turn a somersault cloud?”

Listening to the story of her brother, Xiao Rou’er was fascinated, as if she wanted to be like the Monkey King, and when she turned her head over, she was far away.

However, she thought that her father and mother could fly very fast. When she grows up in the future, even if she doesn’t know how to do somersaults, she can fly far away.

Children always like to listen to these magical stories. She can’t turn her eyes off her eyes, occasionally making crisp questions, which sounded in the stone room, as if they were not passing the test, but telling stories in a warm place.

Even on the third floor, Mu Wushuang never saw another person who tested her like a sweeping monk.

She vaguely felt that it was related to the story told by Xixi. She heard a sigh before, and after Xixi stopped telling the story, she interrupted it several times, and heard the sigh of unfinished meaning. In the dark, it seemed that someone was younger than she was. Rouer still loves to hear this story.

Journey to the West is a story of Buddhism, and it doesn’t seem strange that monks like to listen to it.

And the story also mentions the Bodhi ancestor, which echoes the Bodhi Temple.

It’s not that the monk listened to Xixi telling the story, so forget to test her, right?

But as soon as she thought about it, after entering another floor of the stone room, an old monk appeared.

This old monk is older than the sweeping monk, and his skin is stuck to his bones. This is the real skinny.

“Amitabha Buddha, Lao Na is the elder of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, here to test the female donor.”

“Good elder.”

Mu Wushuang nodded at him.

“The female donor has committed too many murders, but are you willing to devote yourself to practicing Buddha for ten years, to atone for the murders you made, and to save your souls?”

The old monk asked.

Long Xuanxi frowned, this person wants his mother to stay here for ten years!

Mu Wushuang looked at the old monk and said, “Elder, murder. I have a clear conscience. I have never killed anyone who shouldn’t be killed. This cannot be called a murder, so there is no atonement. But I kill. The people are all hateful and abominable people, not injustices, so there is no need to be overwhelmed.”

“Amitabha, the Buddha said that one thought can become a Buddha, and one thought can become a devil.

The old monk said blankly.

“I have no shame in doing things, but you are blinded by appearances, elders. Although I practice killing swordsmanship, I never kill innocent people. I am not a Buddhist, but I also know that the Buddha also said,’One thought Stupidity is prajna-absolute, and wisdom is prajna-birth.’ You are an eminent monk, and I hope you don’t think of ignorance.”

Mu Wushuang said quietly.

She has never seen something like an Inner Demon before. She kills people who deserve to be killed. How can an Inner Demon be born out of some scum?

The old monk’s expression was shocked, and he nodded, his hands clasped together: “Amitabha, is a poor monk with a blindfold. The female donor has a tough heart and is not a thing in the pool. Congratulations to the female donor for passing this test.”

After speaking, the elder of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion also disappeared in place.

“My mother passed the test!”

Xiao Rouer said happily.

Mu Wushuang touched her head and pursed her lips.

This second test is about xinxing and demon. If she has a demon, she will be stayed here to practice Buddha for ten years by the elder today, otherwise she will not be considered as passing the test. There are only two options at that time, one is to give up the test, but to practice Buddhism here.

Few people in this world have no demons.

It’s too easy to breed demons. Family, love, and friendship can breed demons. Killing and hurting people can also produce demons. Sometimes a little bit of guilt will gradually increase over time to breed powerful demons and want to kill. It’s hard to cut off. However, as long as he is not ashamed of his heart, the inner demon has no place to stand.

Next, she took the children to continue up.

And this time, a young and handsome monk appeared in front of her. It was the little monk who had spoken to her when he entered the temple before.

“I have seen the little master.”

She smiled and said.

“Amitabha, benefactor, meet again.”

With a shy smile, the young monk pointed to the many bookshelves behind him and said: “This is the Buddhist scripture pavilion of our Bodhi Temple. The next test of the donor is in this book storage pavilion.”

“The next test? Didn’t the little master come to test me?” she asked.

“The little monk just came to guide the donor, not the person who tested the donor. If the donor has a predestined relationship with the Buddha, he will pass many tests.”

The little monk said with a chuckle.

Then he folded his hands and walked out.

She has been destined to the Buddha. She has heard these four words several times. What does it mean to be destined to the Buddha? She doesn’t practice Buddha, is not a buddhist person, and has no relationship with the Buddha. Can she have a relationship with the Buddha?

She thought to herself.

“Mother, let me help you read a part of the scriptures!”

Long Xuanxi said.

“No, Xixi, you can continue telling stories to my sister, don’t let her be bored.” She said.

“Okay.” He nodded, put his sister on the ground, and said to her:

“Sister, remember where the brother’s story was just now?”

“Speaking of fart Maweng!” Xiao Rouer said happily.

He pursed his mouth and grinned: “It’s not Ma Weng, but Ma Wen. Monkey King snatched the Dinghai Shen Needle from the East China Sea Dragon Palace. The Dragon King went to the Heavenly Court to file a complaint. Later, the Jade Emperor summoned him to the Heavenly Court and sealed him Ma Wen.”

“What does Bi Mawen do?” Xiao Rouer asked curiously.

“Yes……”

Listening to the two little guys telling the story, the corners of Mu Wushuang’s mouth raised, and with them two there, she would have spent a few days in this Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, and she would not feel boring.

She walked towards the bookshelf. There were thousands of Heart Sutras on the bookshelf. When she opened it, they were all in Sanskrit.

Fortunately, she knows a little Sanskrit, so she can understand all these heart sutras.

The little master said that the next test was in these scriptures, and she couldn’t guess what test it was, so she had to memorize these heart scriptures by rote.

She has ten lines at a glance, and the speed of endorsement is extremely fast, but this is the case, twelve hours have passed since she finished reading all of her scriptures.

Xiao Rou’er had already slept and woke up. The story of Journey to the West tells that Monkey King and Tang Sanzang went to the west to learn the scriptures, and passed to Gao Laozhuang, and met Zhu Bajie, a monster with a big mouth and big ears.

Mu Wushuang put down the last scripture and already had an idea in her heart. She roughly knew what the next test was.

“Go, Xixi, Xiao Rou’er, let’s go up one more floor.”

She said to the two children.

Xiao Rou’er asked intently: “Mother, my brother hasn’t finished speaking yet, has Zhu Bajie married a wife?”

“No.”

“Why?”

“Let your brother explain to you.” She chuckled lightly.

“The name of Zhu Bajie is Wu Neng, which is bestowed by Guanyin. Buddhism people have clear rules and precepts. Marriage is a violation of the precepts. Therefore, Zhu Bajie is destined to be unable to marry a wife. Understand?”