SWNOVELXO After binding to the system, her full-level beauty shocked the entertainment industry
Chapter 274
"Tang Monk Xitian went through ninety-nine and eighty-one difficulties to obtain the true scriptures. Now, in this live broadcast room, it only takes 81, and only 998, Mahayana Buddhist scriptures can be brought home."
"No 998, just one like!"
When Mo Zhiran came out of the system space, she was full of confidence, and her mind was full of images of herself selling Mahayana Buddhist scriptures.
She had just studied Buddhist scriptures intensively in the system for a week, and now she could recite several important Buddhist scriptures by heart.
But when her eyes met the eyes of the elder in the live broadcast room opposite, she immediately gave up the idea.
The elder's gaze was not fierce, but there was an inexplicable majesty in it, which made Mo Zhiran feel that if she really used such fancy means to sell Buddhist scriptures, there was no guarantee that the elder would come along the network cable to save her. .
So she behaved herself, crossed her legs, and sat on the "futon". It was said to be a futon, but it was actually a flower plush cushion she bought. She bought this plush cushion simply because it was cute. With her excessive appearance, I didn’t expect that it would now be used as a futon for preaching.
I don’t know if Plush Mat will be happy if she knows this.
"Are you back?" But the sudden words shocked Mo Zhiran.
Could it be that the master saw what he had done to go to the system just now?
Mo Zhiran checked the time on her phone. It was OK. It was still the same as when she entered the space.
Time stops in space, and the time you return to the real world should be the same as the time you just left. Logically speaking, no one should notice it.
Mo Zhiran broke out in a cold sweat. It couldn't be that this master had some magic that could see things that ordinary people couldn't see clearly.
If someone discovers that he has a portable system, he will be treated as a key research object and sent to the laboratory.
Mo Zhiran's heart was beating fast and she quickly kicked the question back unchanged.
"return?"
Mo Zhiran did not admit it, nor did she deny it. She only listened to the master's next words.
After hearing these words, the master was silent for a few seconds, and then said.
"It's okay, I just said you were distracted just now."
I thought I was distracted, is it really that simple?
Although she particularly wanted to believe that what the master said was true, this solved her worries.
But Mo Zhiran looked at the master's expression and couldn't help but be suspicious, unable to give up the idea that the master had discovered something.
But since the master didn't take the initiative to pursue the case, she had no reason to continue to pester, so she hurriedly borrowed Poxiadonkey.
Netizens in the live broadcast room were full of comments. Their feelings were not as sharp as the master's and they didn't find any clues.
The audience's time was still at the time when Mo Zhiran had just gotten up, so most of the discussion was about asking about Mo Zhiran's next live broadcast.
“I want to live broadcast—lecture on the Bible!”
【puff--】
[Family members, I learned to be smarter this time. I will never say that the anchor can’t do it anymore. 】
[Same as above, not only do I think the anchor can do it, why do I also think she can do it so well? 】
[Yeah, I don’t know how many times I’ve been slapped in the face in the last few times, so I won’t make blind predictions]
[Can you be a bit judgmental?The first few things are all things in life, such as etiquette knowledge, live broadcast delivery, and I have never eaten pork, but I have seen pigs run well, but this lecture is really a bit too otherworldly. Could it be that this Can the anchor know it too? 】
[I don’t think anchors can do this]
[Have you seen too few miracles in this live broadcast room? 】
[If you don’t believe it, be prepared to face pain!I don’t dare to do it anyway, the anchor will definitely win]
[I am a die-hard fan of the anchor, and this live broadcast room is simply a benefit for die-hard fans. There is no need to judge, just believe.]
[The anchor must win, the anchor must win]
Indeed, after experiencing the first two upset victories, everyone's confusion about Mo Zhiran's strength continued to increase. On the one hand, they could not see clearly how deep her strength was, and on the other hand, they felt that miracles could not happen all the time.
Therefore, the comment area became more and more chaotic at this time. All the viewers were extremely entangled with the results of the PK and did not dare to draw conclusions.
In contrast, die-hard fans who only know how to believe have become the happiest group of people.
Mo Zhiran said no more. Sitting on the futon, she used the method given to her in the system space to steadily assume a meditation posture. There was a scripture in front of her, but she did not open it. Instead, he just started talking without thinking about himself.
Just now she not only read many scriptures, but also dabbled in many scriptures' explanations and commentaries.
Now, whether it was quoting the full text or paraphrasing the original text, Mo Zhiran couldn't be bothered.
If she had divine help, she would have it at her fingertips.
Even the master opposite occasionally couldn't help but stop and nod when he heard a very brilliant conclusion she made.
Mo Zhiran was talking incessantly in her live broadcast room when she heard a voice coming from her ear. It turned out that the master heard a point of hers that she was very interested in and couldn't help but interrupt and start discussing with her.
"You just mentioned that the real light is not the time without darkness, but the time that is never covered by the darkness. The real hero is not the absence of humble sentiments, but the one who never succumbs to the humble sentiments. So, not being humbled by the sentiments What does it mean to surrender?”
When she heard this question, Mo Zhiran did not panic, but was very happy, because this was also the question she was thinking about when she read this paragraph.
Unexpectedly, she and the master thought of going to the same place.
At that time, she had her own rough views on this issue.
"Not being succumbed to despicable sentiments, disciples believe, means sticking to your ideals and never doing despicable things, and also having the courage to live even after doing despicable things for survival. Or, it is also the same as dying to stick to your ideals. A kind of heroism.”
After hearing such an explanation, he did not continue to ask. Instead, he looked at Mo Zhiran meaningfully, then smiled and said, "The poor monk thinks so too."
Mo Zhiran nodded towards the live broadcast room opposite to show respect.
"Okay, let's continue the live broadcast."
This short exchange also created a topic in the comment area.
[No, no, is this PK?This is obviously the scene of a large-scale netizen meeting]
[Online version of the Santan Conference? 】
【Amitabha】
[Why do I feel that the two masters have completely forgotten that this is PK? The atmosphere is so harmonious that even I almost forgot]
[I love both sides, neither side should lose, please]
At this time, the master on the other side suddenly opened his eyes.
"No more broadcasting, I'll just come here today."
[Ah, why?What's wrong?Wasn't it fine just now? 】
[The two of you work well together. We all enjoy listening to your sermons, Master]
Two bright lights shot out from the master's eyes, and he said in a gentle tone, "The poor monk has had an epiphany and is going to retreat."
After saying this, she immediately turned off the live broadcast without waiting for anyone to reply.
The audience in the live broadcast room: ? ?
What is this operation?Leaving now?
The master is really a dragon that sees the beginning but never the end.
When you turn off the live broadcast, you also turn off the PK interface. Because the master actively quit, the system automatically determines that the opponent's live broadcast room loses.
Not only did the netizens fail to react, but Mo Zhiran also failed to react. The master's behavior came too suddenly.
After leaving a word, he mysteriously disappeared.
Netizens in the live broadcast room were also surprised and speculated on the reason why the master left.
[Haha, food is open in the temple. If you go there late, you won’t be able to get delicious food. 】
[But if she said she had an epiphany, how did she achieve it?Isn't it live broadcast?It’s not like I’m meditating...]
[Bold guess, did the two masters influence each other, which led to the master's enlightenment? 】
[I think it is possible. This anchor is too powerful. Are you sure he is not a private expert who hides in the city? 】
[The 7283rd generation true disciple of Buddha...]
[Some people who have read Buddhist scriptures think that what the anchor said is really good. Although I am not an expert, I still understand the basic principles, and there is no problem with logic and correctness]
[No wonder I was so lucky when I drew the card just now. It turns out he is an expert among the people. As expected, a person cannot be judged by his appearance.]
[Who says the master can’t be a female Jiaoer? 】
Seeing such comments, Mo Zhiran didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and hurriedly stood up to explain.
"I'm just a fan, a fan, not a monk. Please don't misunderstand me."
Her clarification caused a backlash from the audience.
[No one believes what the anchor says]
[Isn’t it obvious that it’s too obvious?]
[There is no 300 taels of silver here! 】
[We are just saying, Master, can you show me my fortune, for a fee]
[But yesterday I met a man who is about the same age as me. I wonder if you can tell me whether he is suitable for her? 】
[Master, I want to study Buddhist scriptures with you]
There were a variety of opinions in the comment area, and netizens expressed their wishes very enthusiastically.
When the form got out of control, the comment area once turned into a public wishing fountain.
[I hope I can be with the person I like, please bless me, please bless the live broadcast room. 】
[I hope I can get on the gold list and pass the postgraduate entrance exam once this year, but please protect me]
[I want to make a lot of money, master, can you help me? 】
The "Master" himself has not yet realized these wishes, let alone helped others realize them.
And as a staunch materialist like her, even if there were Bodhisattvas and Buddhas, she felt that Bodhisattvas and Buddhas would definitely not treat her well.
"Family members, this is not a temple. If you go to the temple to pray, it will definitely not work here."
The more he said this, the less the audience believed it, and the more they heckled.
【Oh, is it so?Then let me try to see if it works? 】
[What’s wrong with materialists? Shouldn’t real culture be inclusive? 】
Compatible...
Seeing such a conclusion, Mo Zhiran truly discovered that among his audience, there were such thoughtful audience members, proper philosophers, who had a bright future!
"Bang", a firework rose in the live broadcast room.
"No 998, just one like!"
When Mo Zhiran came out of the system space, she was full of confidence, and her mind was full of images of herself selling Mahayana Buddhist scriptures.
She had just studied Buddhist scriptures intensively in the system for a week, and now she could recite several important Buddhist scriptures by heart.
But when her eyes met the eyes of the elder in the live broadcast room opposite, she immediately gave up the idea.
The elder's gaze was not fierce, but there was an inexplicable majesty in it, which made Mo Zhiran feel that if she really used such fancy means to sell Buddhist scriptures, there was no guarantee that the elder would come along the network cable to save her. .
So she behaved herself, crossed her legs, and sat on the "futon". It was said to be a futon, but it was actually a flower plush cushion she bought. She bought this plush cushion simply because it was cute. With her excessive appearance, I didn’t expect that it would now be used as a futon for preaching.
I don’t know if Plush Mat will be happy if she knows this.
"Are you back?" But the sudden words shocked Mo Zhiran.
Could it be that the master saw what he had done to go to the system just now?
Mo Zhiran checked the time on her phone. It was OK. It was still the same as when she entered the space.
Time stops in space, and the time you return to the real world should be the same as the time you just left. Logically speaking, no one should notice it.
Mo Zhiran broke out in a cold sweat. It couldn't be that this master had some magic that could see things that ordinary people couldn't see clearly.
If someone discovers that he has a portable system, he will be treated as a key research object and sent to the laboratory.
Mo Zhiran's heart was beating fast and she quickly kicked the question back unchanged.
"return?"
Mo Zhiran did not admit it, nor did she deny it. She only listened to the master's next words.
After hearing these words, the master was silent for a few seconds, and then said.
"It's okay, I just said you were distracted just now."
I thought I was distracted, is it really that simple?
Although she particularly wanted to believe that what the master said was true, this solved her worries.
But Mo Zhiran looked at the master's expression and couldn't help but be suspicious, unable to give up the idea that the master had discovered something.
But since the master didn't take the initiative to pursue the case, she had no reason to continue to pester, so she hurriedly borrowed Poxiadonkey.
Netizens in the live broadcast room were full of comments. Their feelings were not as sharp as the master's and they didn't find any clues.
The audience's time was still at the time when Mo Zhiran had just gotten up, so most of the discussion was about asking about Mo Zhiran's next live broadcast.
“I want to live broadcast—lecture on the Bible!”
【puff--】
[Family members, I learned to be smarter this time. I will never say that the anchor can’t do it anymore. 】
[Same as above, not only do I think the anchor can do it, why do I also think she can do it so well? 】
[Yeah, I don’t know how many times I’ve been slapped in the face in the last few times, so I won’t make blind predictions]
[Can you be a bit judgmental?The first few things are all things in life, such as etiquette knowledge, live broadcast delivery, and I have never eaten pork, but I have seen pigs run well, but this lecture is really a bit too otherworldly. Could it be that this Can the anchor know it too? 】
[I don’t think anchors can do this]
[Have you seen too few miracles in this live broadcast room? 】
[If you don’t believe it, be prepared to face pain!I don’t dare to do it anyway, the anchor will definitely win]
[I am a die-hard fan of the anchor, and this live broadcast room is simply a benefit for die-hard fans. There is no need to judge, just believe.]
[The anchor must win, the anchor must win]
Indeed, after experiencing the first two upset victories, everyone's confusion about Mo Zhiran's strength continued to increase. On the one hand, they could not see clearly how deep her strength was, and on the other hand, they felt that miracles could not happen all the time.
Therefore, the comment area became more and more chaotic at this time. All the viewers were extremely entangled with the results of the PK and did not dare to draw conclusions.
In contrast, die-hard fans who only know how to believe have become the happiest group of people.
Mo Zhiran said no more. Sitting on the futon, she used the method given to her in the system space to steadily assume a meditation posture. There was a scripture in front of her, but she did not open it. Instead, he just started talking without thinking about himself.
Just now she not only read many scriptures, but also dabbled in many scriptures' explanations and commentaries.
Now, whether it was quoting the full text or paraphrasing the original text, Mo Zhiran couldn't be bothered.
If she had divine help, she would have it at her fingertips.
Even the master opposite occasionally couldn't help but stop and nod when he heard a very brilliant conclusion she made.
Mo Zhiran was talking incessantly in her live broadcast room when she heard a voice coming from her ear. It turned out that the master heard a point of hers that she was very interested in and couldn't help but interrupt and start discussing with her.
"You just mentioned that the real light is not the time without darkness, but the time that is never covered by the darkness. The real hero is not the absence of humble sentiments, but the one who never succumbs to the humble sentiments. So, not being humbled by the sentiments What does it mean to surrender?”
When she heard this question, Mo Zhiran did not panic, but was very happy, because this was also the question she was thinking about when she read this paragraph.
Unexpectedly, she and the master thought of going to the same place.
At that time, she had her own rough views on this issue.
"Not being succumbed to despicable sentiments, disciples believe, means sticking to your ideals and never doing despicable things, and also having the courage to live even after doing despicable things for survival. Or, it is also the same as dying to stick to your ideals. A kind of heroism.”
After hearing such an explanation, he did not continue to ask. Instead, he looked at Mo Zhiran meaningfully, then smiled and said, "The poor monk thinks so too."
Mo Zhiran nodded towards the live broadcast room opposite to show respect.
"Okay, let's continue the live broadcast."
This short exchange also created a topic in the comment area.
[No, no, is this PK?This is obviously the scene of a large-scale netizen meeting]
[Online version of the Santan Conference? 】
【Amitabha】
[Why do I feel that the two masters have completely forgotten that this is PK? The atmosphere is so harmonious that even I almost forgot]
[I love both sides, neither side should lose, please]
At this time, the master on the other side suddenly opened his eyes.
"No more broadcasting, I'll just come here today."
[Ah, why?What's wrong?Wasn't it fine just now? 】
[The two of you work well together. We all enjoy listening to your sermons, Master]
Two bright lights shot out from the master's eyes, and he said in a gentle tone, "The poor monk has had an epiphany and is going to retreat."
After saying this, she immediately turned off the live broadcast without waiting for anyone to reply.
The audience in the live broadcast room: ? ?
What is this operation?Leaving now?
The master is really a dragon that sees the beginning but never the end.
When you turn off the live broadcast, you also turn off the PK interface. Because the master actively quit, the system automatically determines that the opponent's live broadcast room loses.
Not only did the netizens fail to react, but Mo Zhiran also failed to react. The master's behavior came too suddenly.
After leaving a word, he mysteriously disappeared.
Netizens in the live broadcast room were also surprised and speculated on the reason why the master left.
[Haha, food is open in the temple. If you go there late, you won’t be able to get delicious food. 】
[But if she said she had an epiphany, how did she achieve it?Isn't it live broadcast?It’s not like I’m meditating...]
[Bold guess, did the two masters influence each other, which led to the master's enlightenment? 】
[I think it is possible. This anchor is too powerful. Are you sure he is not a private expert who hides in the city? 】
[The 7283rd generation true disciple of Buddha...]
[Some people who have read Buddhist scriptures think that what the anchor said is really good. Although I am not an expert, I still understand the basic principles, and there is no problem with logic and correctness]
[No wonder I was so lucky when I drew the card just now. It turns out he is an expert among the people. As expected, a person cannot be judged by his appearance.]
[Who says the master can’t be a female Jiaoer? 】
Seeing such comments, Mo Zhiran didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and hurriedly stood up to explain.
"I'm just a fan, a fan, not a monk. Please don't misunderstand me."
Her clarification caused a backlash from the audience.
[No one believes what the anchor says]
[Isn’t it obvious that it’s too obvious?]
[There is no 300 taels of silver here! 】
[We are just saying, Master, can you show me my fortune, for a fee]
[But yesterday I met a man who is about the same age as me. I wonder if you can tell me whether he is suitable for her? 】
[Master, I want to study Buddhist scriptures with you]
There were a variety of opinions in the comment area, and netizens expressed their wishes very enthusiastically.
When the form got out of control, the comment area once turned into a public wishing fountain.
[I hope I can be with the person I like, please bless me, please bless the live broadcast room. 】
[I hope I can get on the gold list and pass the postgraduate entrance exam once this year, but please protect me]
[I want to make a lot of money, master, can you help me? 】
The "Master" himself has not yet realized these wishes, let alone helped others realize them.
And as a staunch materialist like her, even if there were Bodhisattvas and Buddhas, she felt that Bodhisattvas and Buddhas would definitely not treat her well.
"Family members, this is not a temple. If you go to the temple to pray, it will definitely not work here."
The more he said this, the less the audience believed it, and the more they heckled.
【Oh, is it so?Then let me try to see if it works? 】
[What’s wrong with materialists? Shouldn’t real culture be inclusive? 】
Compatible...
Seeing such a conclusion, Mo Zhiran truly discovered that among his audience, there were such thoughtful audience members, proper philosophers, who had a bright future!
"Bang", a firework rose in the live broadcast room.
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