My Past Life Simulator

  Chapter 515 514 [Sangji: "I'm tired, destroy it!"]

  Hearing this, the monk reading the scriptures couldn't help rolling his eyes, the child's mouth is really hard!

  He had heard for a long time that Sanji had always been brooding about Suo Lang becoming an outstanding disciple. The big and small monks in the temple have heard about it more or less.

  Some people naturally have great kindness towards Xiao Sang, whose Buddha's light is about to overflow from his bones. And after understanding the specific process of the screening ceremony, some people even sneaked secretly, thinking that some people were taking advantage of loopholes and winning by brute force, and they were extremely displeased.

   As a result, after the ceremony, a group of people immediately changed their words, saying that Suolang had a strong heart and a predestined relationship with Buddha. It is really rare [Outstanding Disciple], and it can be called the strongest in history.

  No way, the people who have won honorary titles in the past, although they came of age early, all of them don't like complicated ceremonies. Kowtow a dozen or so heads to the death, and bless more than a dozen people. Compared with a pious six-year-old child, there is a gap between heaven and earth.

   But Sangji was in a sudden tragedy, a group of people jumped up and down with him, only to say that Suo Lang was unworthy in front of the seat lord. Fortunately, it is a child, if it is an adult, I am afraid that it is not a person.

  Nowadays, the direction of the wind has changed, and those who praise him and those who oppose him are all the same group of people, and no one can accept it for a while. Therefore, what he said now sounds like sophistry, hard-spoken, and unconvinced.

  Dhondup and the other four immediately rose up against the table, and four pairs of small eyes glared at Sangji.

  Nothing else, they admired Suo Lang, and they were once regarded as the leading brother.

   After all, kowtowing 100,000 times, blessing nearly 50,000 people, took 18 days to do it and couldn't fake it. In addition, within a day, Suo Lang performed one after another, proving that his wisdom root is not bad. It is not an exaggeration to say that he is both civil and military.

  However, there was a traitor among them, trying to overthrow the efforts of the leading brother with words, how could they not be angry. Of course, what was more important was that at noon, under the spiritual hint, Suo Lang shared a large bowl of top-quality ghee from Bufa Temple with a small bowl for each of the four people.

   That stuff is really **** delicious!

  Children, it only takes a little bit of benefit to win over, without consuming a little brain cells.

   "It's all right, speak freely, don't get angry." The scripture-reading monk saw that the four young novice monks who had been bribed were eager to fight, and waited for the outstanding disciples to order to beat Sangji together, and hurriedly spoke to dissuade them.

   Don't fight, he has been teaching for 36 years, and there has never been an accident in class.

  Records must be kept.

   "Hoo—"

  Sangji was startled. Seeing that the great monk spoke and Suolang didn't speak, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

   Misfortune comes from the mouth.

   As for confessing?

  he~~tui!

   There is no need to be beaten.

  Based on the principle that a good man does not suffer immediate losses, he simply shut up and pretended to be dumb.

  I don't speak, you can't hit people outrageously, right?

"snort!"

  Little Fatty Dunzhu's physique is very intimidating. He snorted coldly, which seemed to be a warning, you boy, don't cause trouble for our leading brother.

"Hum hum!"

  The remaining three were children, who followed suit and snorted coldly one after another.

   "Let's dismiss get out of class."

  The left eyelid of the Buddhist monks twitched wildly. In the next two years, there will be an incident of "unsafety at the end of the festival", which will cause the record to stop abruptly. They must be stared to death without blinking their eyelids.

   Around 3:00 p.m., get out of class is officially over.

   Next, except for some places where passage is prohibited, young monks in other areas can walk around at will.

  Children, it’s natural to be restless. I’m locked up in the hall to study all day long, and I can’t sit still for a while.

   Besides, the people in power at Bufa Temple are not capitalists. They should play and eat. In short, whether they can pass the assessment after two years depends entirely on themselves. In the future, I will do odd jobs every day, and I can't blame others.

  Compared to little fat man Dunzhu and others, Suolang has more privileges. There are still no obstacles in some places that are clearly prohibited, and it is truly "Mondo, you can go wherever you want".

  Before dark, around 21:30, under the leadership of the great monk and the service of two young monks, we wandered around most of the Bufa Temple. Even if it is the owner's room, I will visit it.

  The specification is exactly the same as the one he lives in now.

  The next day, it was still a repetition of yesterday.

   When stepping into the Lacan Temple, the third save point starlight shattered and covered a new save point.

  Today, Sangji was extremely brave. Every time the monk who read the scriptures taught him a sentence, he would draw inferences immediately, which made the old monk laugh.

   Right, this is the familiar little genius.

  Dunzhu and the others, on the other hand, stared like copper bells, gnashing their teeth. If it weren't for Bechava's presence, it might start a new round of fist fights, and let Sanji understand what the bullying incident at the Bufa Temple is.

   You shouldn't be in the limelight, what a mere ordinary novice monk!

  From beginning to end, Suo Lang's face was as calm as water, as if everything was under control.

  Sangji was very proud of the limelight.

  But seeing Suo Lang, who snatched away his outstanding disciple, with a confident expression, he was a little uncertain.

   Could it be that the other party has a perfect solution?

   In the afternoon, Sangchi passed through suspiciously. Of course, he did not forget to continue to show off and overwhelm the outstanding disciples.

   Fifteen o'clock, get out of class is officially over.

  The scripture-reading monk didn't have any bad thoughts because Suo Lang didn't draw inferences from one instance.

  In his view, the loss yesterday proved that the outstanding disciples were extremely intelligent, and if they didn't show off today, they didn't show up.

  Children, think about it as soon as you think about it.

  In fact, after class was announced, the word "back file" rang in my ears.

  The world suddenly came to a standstill, and the surrounding scenery quickly reversed.

  The time point is pushed back to the moment when the six children stepped into the Lacan Hall together.

  Then, Sanji had another tragedy.

  He had already prepared and made up his mind. After the monk who read the scriptures taught him a sentence of scriptures, he would immediately draw inferences to prove that his quick thinking was no less than that of the so-called outstanding disciples.

   As a result, what he never expected was that Suo Lang crackled and recounted all Sanji's words before the last file reversion just after the monk who read the scriptures started.

   "???"

   Poor Sanji, with question marks all over his head.

here we go again!

  What the outstanding disciples said are all my words.

   In addition, the scriptures have not been finished yet, so how can you draw inferences from one instance and explain it in such detail that it cannot be more detailed.

  Monster, monster!

   "Good, good, you are indeed an outstanding disciple."

   "Poof—"

  The sound of a knife being pierced into the heart sounded, and Sanji covered his heart, all thoughts were lost.

   "What sound?"

  The little chubby Dunzhu looked at the ignorant brat with a strange expression on his face.

   "No no no nothing."

  After Suo Lang finished explaining the scriptures, he turned to Sangji with a smile and asked.

   "Xiao Sang, do you think so too?"

   "Poof—"

  The sound of the knife in the heart sounded again, and Sanji almost collapsed.

   Killing, but also punishing the heart!

   On the third day, before class, the little fat man Dundup sneaked up and told Suo Lang in a soft voice that Sanji watched the One Night Five Theory last night.

  Responding to this, the possessed He Zhao smiled.

  Young man, all right!

   Actually knew to review in advance, and learned yesterday's quick answer.

  Good boy, later I will let you see what it means to be dangerous in the world.

   After a while, class begins.

   Today, when the Buddhist scriptures monk just started, Sanji immediately drew inferences, proving that he is the real child with quick thinking and wisdom.

  Perhaps, it was because I read too late yesterday and stayed up all night. As a result, there are some places where he has some mistakes or omissions, or the meaning of the interpretation is not the original meaning of the scriptures.

  So, the monks who read the scriptures corrected them one by one.

   When class was over at noon, Bechava began to mutter to herself again.

"Well, it really can't be compared with outstanding disciples, just an ordinary novice. Yesterday, Suo Lang explained the scriptures, and I don't even need to be corrected by the old monk. Sangji is quite wise, but compared with the very wise Suo Lang, a In the sky, a refuge."

  The old monk spoke very little, close to nothing.

  However, the man surnamed He would not let go of such a murderous opportunity, and translated it word by word for Sangji, who almost wanted to vomit blood.

  At three o'clock in the afternoon, get out of class is over.

   "Rewind."

  The world suddenly paused, and the surrounding scenery quickly reversed.

   At the point of time, I returned to class again.

   Immediately afterwards, the monk who read the scriptures just started, and Sangji, like the last file, couldn't wait to prove his wisdom.

   Then, without waiting for Bechava to correct, Solang took the initiative to correct the error.

  One day is gone in a blink of an eye.

  At three o'clock in the afternoon, get out of class is over.

  Little chubby Dundup walked up to the stunned Sanji, sighed and patted him on the shoulder.

"be strong!"

   Afterwards, the remaining three followers sighed and patted their shoulders one by one.

   "Not as good as an outstanding disciple, no shame!"

   "It's the pole, it's the pole."

   "Thinking about it, we are just ordinary monks, Huigen is not as good as Lord Suolang, it is normal."

   "Poof!" "Poof!" "Poof!" "Poof!"

  If there were four of them, it would be no less than four knives piercing his heart at the same time, causing Sanji to crumble, with an expression of [Tired, destroy it.JPG].

   "Sangji, don't rely on being a little clever and always want to show off. Master Suolang's wisdom root, the interpretation of the scriptures, is not inferior to the old monk. As for you to study the Five Theories with peace of mind, try to pass the examination and become a formal disciple!

  Perhaps, your talent is not in scriptures, but in practice. Only two years, too late, too late. I really don't know, what are you so anxious about? "

  The scripture-reading monk's voice fell, and he turned and left the Lacan Hall.

   Encouraged by Sanji, he came out of his discouragement, and he let out a long sigh.

give up!

  According to the scriptures, he chose to let go.

   After waiting for two years, pass the five-discipline assessment and become an official disciple of Bufa Temple. Let's compare with Suo Lang all the way to practice, who is more talented.

   Suo Lang, who has not yet left the palace, or He Zhao, naturally heard it clearly.

  He looked at Sanji's rekindled fighting spirit, shook his head and smiled softly.

   "Hope, you can hold on."

  With three Gabala spiritual bone rosary beads next to him, it would be a great insult to say that he is a genius. At that time, I am afraid that the whole temple will be shocked by the supernatural talent of the current outstanding disciple on the way of cultivation.

  Two years later, in the five-course assessment, there were a total of 128 young novice monks, and they were of different ages. The youngest is under eight years old, and the oldest is twelve years old.

  All novice monks who have reached the age of ten and have not passed the five-discipline assessment will become ordinary monks who specialize in odd jobs in the future. If you are under ten years old and have not passed the assessment, you will have the opportunity to continue to participate in the next assessment until you are ten years old.

   Solange?

   Needless to say, his fame exploded in two years.

  Because of his extraordinary talent, he has a great understanding of the scriptures, and the monk who has won the honorary title of Bechava in this temple has endorsed him. Everyone admires the new outstanding disciple from the inside out.

  So, he accidentally became one of the examiners of the five theories.

  Eight years old, examiner, directly broke the record!

   As for how to pass the assessment, it's too simple.

  Save first, and then listen carefully to the words of the other examiners, especially Bechava's comments. Relying on the back file, occasionally taking away Bechava's papers before the last back file for judging.

   Reasonable and well-founded, everyone clapped their hands again and again, and secretly said that he is indeed an outstanding disciple, a genius who has a destiny with my Buddha, and an outstanding person who appeared only once the year before last.

   Sanji?

  Don't mention it, ever since I learned that Suo Lang was one of the examiners, I was worried that I would suffer public revenge and be miserably dismissed.

  Because he has already reached the age of ten, once he brushes it off, he will be doomed forever. Perhaps, there is a chance to stand up, but it is really slim.

  Of course, children are children after all, and they cannot think comprehensively.

  No matter how much He Zhao wants to deal with him, he won't deliberately criticize Sangji's five theory as useless in front of a group of eminent monks.

   No need!

  Sangji will not affect his status, especially in terms of future practice.

  An adult would not be able to do things that would damage his reputation.

   "Not bad, it can be the first."

  Suolang held Sanji's five theory papers and said, the eminent monks circulated them, read them carefully, and nodded to each other.

   "It is indeed possible to be the first."

  Bechava nodded likewise. Looking at the whole temple for hundreds of years, it is not enough to understand the Five Theories to such an extent at the age of ten.

   "Unfortunately, Master Solang is the examiner, otherwise the first match should be yours."

   "Hahaha, Monk Bechava said it before."

  The atmosphere is great, watching Sanji grit his teeth.

  Everything should be his.

   Hateful, it was kicked to pieces back then.

  Five rounds of assessment, a total of 21 people were promoted, and a total of 107 young monks were eliminated. It is worth mentioning that Dunzhu and other four people passed the examination, although they made the last four rounds, they passed anyway and were able to practice practice.

  Some novice monks who were over ten years old and failed to succeed went to the compound of ordinary monks crying. If there are no accidents, one's life will be spent working and chanting scriptures, and one will pass away at the age of sixty or seventy. For those with poor health, it is not impossible at the age of fourty or fifty.

  In fact, if they can live to pass away at the age of sixty, they are ten times or a hundred times better than ordinary people. The average life expectancy of ordinary people is thirty-five years old.

  Disease, food, injury, accident, etc., there are too many ways to take away human life.

   Meditate and chant scriptures all your life, occasionally do odd jobs, eat well and dress warmly, and be safe and secure, which is countless times more beautiful than ordinary people's life.

   On the second day after the assessment, Bechava unexpectedly appeared in front of Solange.

   "Lord Suolang, after the five-theory assessment, you need to choose a major practice method. Our temple has three high-level meritorious deeds and one major good deed. Which one would you choose?"

  (end of this chapter)