Buddha Is Merciful, but Your Face Is Black

Blurb: Tong Langlang transmigrated and became a female Buddhist cultivator. Tong Langlang: ??? Well, fine. It's better than being dead. In this world, Buddhist cultivators recite scriptures, drink wine, eat meat, and don't fall in love. Looking at the Buddhist cultivators all over the mountain, each with a different kind of good looks, striking features, and exceptional bearing, all fond of practicing with their shirts off, Tong Langlang happily narrowed her eyes. What a feast for the eyes... Chan Master Liaoran kicked her down the mountain that very night. - Demon King Muyou heard that the Pure World White Lotus was undergoing trials in the mortal world. He smirked wickedly. "Without knowing love or understanding sorrow, how can she become a Buddha? Let me, in my boundless compassion, guide her along the way." Tong Langlang discovered that a bird demon was following her. Wherever the bird went, demons and monsters were bound to cause trouble. After it happened several times, she finally couldn't take it anymore. Tong Langlang flipped the bird demon onto the ground, pressed her staff against his throat, and looked down at him with a cold smile. "You dare follow me?" Muyou's eyes shimmered, his seductive charm turned up to the max, as he asked softly, "Chan Master, would you like to become cultivation partners?" Tong Langlang looked him up and down. He was decent-looking, but clearly had something wrong with his head. More importantly... She said expressionlessly, "Stay away from me. Your face looks unlucky, and I'm afraid you'll bring me bad luck." Muyou: ??? Theme: Don't judge people by their appearance. True goodness and beauty come from within.