For no reason, there was a little monk. The forest felt that it was a bottle of oil. However, since he agreed to the old monk and got the Bodhi fruit, he must be taken care of.

Bodhi fruit is a treasure of Buddhism. It is said that the Buddha realized the Tao under the bodhi tree. I'm afraid it's not an empty hole.

"Benefactor, it's only a Bodhi of the lowest grade. Think of our Buddha. He has a bodhi tree. I don't know how many Bodhi of the highest grade he ate before he became a Buddha!"

"Luxury, Amitabha. As a Buddhist, how can you be so extravagant and wasteful?"

The little monk began to sigh that even the Buddha dared to talk about this old look.

Trees dare not speak casually. Even if they are not in awe of the characters in this kind of fairy tale, they can't blaspheme them at will.

He carefully collected the Bodhi fruit. With this Bodhi fruit, the time for him to enter the realm of Yuanying spirit was shortened.

The cultivation of the spirit has been divided into two parts, one is the real cultivation strength, the other is the realm.

Only when the realm is improved, can you improve your accomplishments without worries, otherwise it is easy to be possessed.

He planned to take Bodhi fruit when he was free. First, he raised his realm to the level of Yuanying spirit. Then, as long as he refined dragon and tiger elixir, he could improve his cultivation strength without worries.

"Master, how can you go like this? You have four wishes in your life. You want to eat, drink, whore and gamble. You have broken the Buddhist rules and regulations, but you haven't done it yet."

"Do you want me to help you fulfill these last wishes? I'm still young. You can't be such a child."

The little monk's words are amazing. Before he lost the forest, he thought he was more innocent, and his feelings were not good.

This is absolutely not serious monks, real Buddhist monks, how can they say such words.

The old monk has been burned to ashes. There are several shining Buddhist relics in place, which contain rich Buddhist power. They are specially left by the old monk to the young monk.

"Little monk, you can't come back to life when you die. Please forgive me and stay with me. I'll arrange you well."

When he began to comfort him, he now doubted whether there were any living spirit masters in the world.

It seems that every psychic master he met had either this problem or that problem. Anyway, he was the type who had died or had not lived long.

"Amitabha, the little monk wants to go to Shaolin Temple and be a Abbot there. I wonder if you can recommend him?"

The little monk looked at the trees, looking forward to it.

The forest is silent again. Shaolin Temple is the holy land of Buddhism. The Abbot's position is so good.

"If you want to be the abbot of Shaolin Temple, you have to study first. When you graduate from University, you can get the relevant qualification certificate, and then you are trying to join Shaolin Temple."

The tree tree returns a way, such a small kid, don't go to study, want to be abbot, really don't know what he think in his little brain.

"If you want to be a monk and go to university, it's not that you want to be a monk and hit the clock every day, just to eat and die. Why do you want to go to university?"

The young monk immediately protested that he was a Buddhist spirit. Naturally, he was not comparable to ordinary Buddhists.

"Aminatha Buddha, I plan to go to Shaolin Temple and have a discussion with them. It's OK to talk about scriptures and Taoism. Whoever has strong ability will be the abbot."

"To be on the safe side, I'm going to swallow these relics to improve my strength."

"Benefactor, meeting is predestined relationship. You're welcome. If you choose one of the sarikos here, you'll take it as a gift from me."

The little monk is very generous. Looking at him now, it seems that he just pretended to be sad.

"No, it's something your master specially left for you. Besides, it's a Buddhist relic. It's different from my practice. I'm afraid of indigestion."

The forest tree returns a way, self willed is such a problem, he doesn't want to repeat the mistake.

"Little monk, don't be busy swallowing the sariki. I have a friend who has swallowed the sariki. Now he is purified by your Buddhist power and becomes a Buddhist. You can help me solve this problem now."

"If it's solved well, I'll find some little nuns for you to talk with you about scriptures and Taoism."

Wood said, this matter is imminent, absolutely can't delay.

"This can have, broken pot has broken lid, monk has nun love, let's go."

The little monk agreed directly. He put away the relic and put it into the storage ring.

The tree saluted the old monk's ashes, then took the old monk away from the cliff and rushed to the peak.

They left Kunlun Mountain directly, and then took a plane to Guangxin and horseback temple.As for sandalwood, it can only be handed over to others for the time being. Anyway, at the beginning of cooperation, the other party can't be perfunctory.

"Benefactor, this is the feeling of flying. It's really wonderful, but how did this thing fly into the sky?"

Little monk with doubts, seems to want to dismantle the plane, a good study.

Along the way, he chattered on and on, as if he were a hundred thousand whys, constantly popping up all kinds of questions.

The trees don't want to talk to him anymore, because he has too many problems, which is a problem.

"Where's the little monk? He's so cute."

When a little girl passed by, she touched the little monk's head by the way.

"Girl, the master said that a woman's chest muscle is bigger than a man's. I wonder if you can show it to me?"

The little monk's words were astonishing, and everyone on the plane was scared.

The tree was speechless for a while, so he quickly turned his head aside, pretending he didn't know the little monk.

The beauty glared at the tree and thought that he was the little monk's master.

"Little monk, don't be rude to say that."

The beauty took back her hand, obviously a little unhappy, and felt that the little monk was not cute at all.

"Master said, you women like to cry at night. Why is that?"

"The master also said that when you women say no, you want to stop. When you say stop, you don't stop. Why is that

"Master..."

The little monk came up with one problem after another. The tree couldn't help it. He quickly put his hand over his mouth and blocked all the words behind him.

"Don't look at me like that. I'm not his master. His master has passed away. He's an eminent monk."

An explanation for the embarrassment.

Naturally, we don't believe that such a master is still an eminent monk, not a hooligan.

"Little monk, these questions can't be asked casually. You'd better ask me."

Wood depressed said, also don't know how he can have so heavy curiosity.

"Then why do women cry when they sleep at night?"

"Well, let's change the question."

Forest refused to answer, he does not want to take bad children.

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