Ning Ke had never imagined that what the little monk wanted him to do was chant sutras, worship the Buddha, collect alms, and interpret fortune sticks!
He even dragged him to the scripture library every day to read and memorize all the Buddhist scriptures there.
The Diamond Sutra, the Buddhist Canon, the Great Compassion Mantra of the Thousand-Armed, Thousand-Eyed Bodhisattva...
This fox spirit received a thorough cleansing, inside and out.
If he recited anything incorrectly, he had to copy it out as punishment.
Life could not have been more miserable!
So much so that, three months later, Ning Ke's demonic aura had diminished considerably, and the energy around him had grown more solid.
Whenever he met anyone, he pressed his palms together and said, "Amitabha."
Abbot Wujue grew increasingly fond of him. Whenever he attended a gathering with the other sect leaders, he made sure to sing his praises.
He said he had taken in a disciple named Mingxin, a genius who was not only sincerely devoted to the Buddha but also extraordinarily gifted.
He was surely a hundred times better than Lou Yunxiao of the Sword Sect or Zhuang Yusheng of the Music Sect!
After he finished boasting, Hong Yao said, "Since you think so highly of Mingxin, this is perfect timing. Our sects are preparing to form Demon-Slaying Teams, so let's select a team from their cohort of disciples as well."
"Two from each sect, eight to a team. We'll send them on missions to prepare for the coming war against the demons."
Ever since demons attacked Ning Family Village, reports of attacks on other villages had begun cropping up throughout the Human Realm.
The Great Sects recalled all their disciples who were training outside and formed several powerful Demon-Slaying Teams.
Now, only the new disciples from Lou