The Savior is just a 3-Year-Old

Chapter 474 - 474: The Holy monk cries in anger (1)

Chapter 474 - 474: The Holy monk cries in anger (1)

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After lunch, he sent the child to master yixu.

Master yixu thought that saving all sentient beings was already the most difficult thing in the world.

After all, they had to face all kinds of people.

It was too difficult.

He had already gone through the sea of fire with a saber. No matter how difficult the path of divine salvation was, he felt that he could walk it.

However, on the afternoon of the fourth day of the first lunar month, he felt that he could not make it.

I really can’t.

Outside the meditation room.

The young novice monk sighed and leaned against the door with a face full of despair.

Amitabha, is there anyone who can save master … The two of them were arguing in the room, but there was no clear winner.

He was already the master of the Holy monk, so why did they still quarrel?

They were clearly discussing the Scriptures, but why did it seem like they were fighting?

They quarreled until their faces turned red and they felt that the other party was unreasonable.

“You can’t even read the scriptures, so how can you be a monk? Why are you so anxious? why are you so anxious?” The door opened with a squeak.

The little boy was pushed out.

At the same time, she also threw out her Scriptures and the small bag Lu huaijiang made for her.

“Y-y-you didn’t inherit any of your father’s wisdom! If he was still alive, you would be so angry that you would die!” Master Yi Xu’s head buzzed, and he felt like his head was about to explode.

She had almost destroyed his Dao heart.

“Root of wisdom, root of wisdom, I know the root of wisdom. I don’t have the root of wisdom, but I can still save people … Come with me, we don’t shave our hair, we don’t follow any rules, and we can even eat meat.” Lulu rolled his eyes and stuck out his tongue.

Master yixu was so angry that he fell backward.

“Don’t let her get close to the little monk in the temple, don’t let her harm others. Quickly send her back to His Highness and let the great nemesis and little nemesis accompany each other for all eternity, so that they don’t harm this poor monk!” Master yixu placed his hand on his chest. Amitabha, he was guilty.

He was almost forced to guard the door of the hall of salvation by Jiang huailu.

The little Shami’s face was full of panic.

But when he returned to the temple, he could still maintain his reputation as an eminent monk.

What did this little girl do to make her master fly into a rage?

Lulu snorted and raised his meaty fists threateningly. He picked up his bag that had been thrown on the ground and hung it around his neck.

“You’re so petty. You’re still an eminent monk, so why are you so angry when you’re just talking about Scriptures?”

“Your master is so boring. He’s getting impatient while we’re chatting.”

“Don’t talk to her!” Master yixu roared in the room. She’s the little demon who eats people and lies in the books, you’re not allowed to talk to her!”

The little monk outside the door put his hands together and hurriedly said, ‘”‘This disciple will remember.”

The little Shami led her out, his face full of fear and he didn’t dare to reply.

“Little brother, How long have you been a monk? Can I eat meat? Can I go shopping? As a monk, is it your duty to save people, save the world, and save all living beings, or is it just to recite the heavenly Scriptures?” Lulu’s eyes rolled around as she kept calling him ‘little brother’.

The small monk didn’t dare to make a sound.

But seeing that the little girl was still talking, he couldn’t help but reply,

“”Benefactor, chanting Sutras is also to give feedback to all living beings.

Everything is naturally for the sake of the world.”

“How about this? Why don’t you follow me? I’m also saving the world, it’s the same. He didn’t even need to become a monk, and he could still receive silver every month. If he died in battle, he could even be listed as an immortal. Hey, hey, hey, why did you run away …”

Lulu watched helplessly as the small monk was scared away.

Tsk, how stingy.

The stingy old monk brought along a young monk, and all of them were so stingy..