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"It doesn't matter. "
Guan Yin Bodhisattva looked at Wan Qingya and said with a smile, "Buddhist cultivation. It can be divided into a group of monks and a group at home, and a group of monks. One must abide by the precepts and shave to cultivate. A group of people at home is just like you, only learning Buddhist Dharma. You do not abide by the deeper precepts. I only ask you to prohibit any random killing, prohibit the slaughter of living creatures. It's enough for you to recite Buddhist scriptures from time to time. "
"Does this mean that you will become your disciple?"
Wan Nishang was very nervous, but she was also worried about Qing Ya, so she couldn't help but ask.
"Yes. "
Bodhisattva answered with certainty. He only needed Wan Qingya, who had transformed into a devil, to obey the three commandments and take her as his disciple, and he didn't need to become a monk.
This also meant that Wan Qingya could still eat meat and get married and have children. She was almost exactly the same as a normal person, except that she needed to recite Buddhist scriptures from time to time.
"How often does it happen? A week? Or a month?"
Wan Qingya thought of this question and hurriedly asked Bodhisattva.
"Every day!"
Wan Qingfei tapped her forehead. Wan Qingya was completely dumbfounded. He recited Buddhist scriptures every day? Wasn't that fatal?!
"When you forget Buddhist scriptures, just recite a small paragraph. "
Guan Yin Bodhisattva said an ambiguous sentence, a small paragraph? Only when you forget the Buddhist scriptures can you recite it? If you forget, how do you recite it?
However, it was very suitable for Wan Qingya. After glancing at Lee Yun, she hesitated for a moment.
"Agree to it. "
The graceful woman said lightly, "Buddhist scriptures can stabilize your soul and prevent you from being deeply affected by the Heavenly Devil. Within the Three Realms, the Buddhist scriptures are your best choice. "
"Oh. "
With the permission of Lee Yun, his mother, and his sister, Wan Qingya happily accepted his master, but he only changed his way of addressing Bodhisattva as my father. There were no other rituals, nor were there any scars or razor marks. It was unbelievably simple.
"Qingya, because you are cultivating with hair, I will not bestow you with a magic name. Qingya, because you are cultivating with hair, I will not bestow you with a magic name. However. "
Guan Yin Bodhisattva took out a collar from his pocket and leaned in the direction of Wan Qing Ya.
Lee Yun's eyes widened. "Wait! Bodhisattva! This thing. . . Could it be the Golden Hoop?!"
Bodhisattva and the woman looked at him at the same time.
The woman said in amusement, "How did you know that the Bodhisattva had the Golden Hoop? You really know a lot. "
"Uh, not bad, not bad. " Lee Yun felt a little guilty, but he still insisted. "Bodhisattva, if this is the Jingu Hoop. . . There's no need for that. The Jingu Hoop. . . "
Everyone knew that it was not a good thing.
"Do you look at the circle like it's golden?"
Bodhisattva raised the circle in his hand unhappily. Only then did Lee Yun see it clearly. It was a white jade collar. No, it should be. It was a jade bracelet!
"I already know of your arrival, and I also saw the leaf you obtained, Qing Ya. How could I not understand?"
Ignoring Lee Yun's embarrassment, Bodhisattva smiled. "It was precisely because I saw your performance that I did not test you. Otherwise, you would have to go through a lot of hardships to enter my Purple Bamboo Forest!"
Wan Qingfei suddenly understood. No wonder everything went so smoothly. It was because of Qing Ya's previous performance that he was allowed to enter.
"Thank you, Bodhisattva!" Wan Nishang expressed her gratitude for her daughter.0
"Thank you, Master!"
"You don't have to be polite with me. Put on the bracelet. "
Bodhisattva pulled up Wan Qingya's hand and personally put on the bracelet for her. Then, he put his palms together and said silently.
He then took out a jade bottle. - Lee Yun roughly guessed that it was a jade bottle. Bodhisattva Guan Yin used a willow branch to take out a small drop of sweet rain and covered the bamboos on Qingya's wrist with the previous bamboos. The sweet rain pointed at the bamboos.
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