Vol 4 Chapter 6: telepathy

　　 There is a mountain on the West Mountain. It is not high or steep. Every year, many officials from Xianyang come to worship Buddha.
　　 Hanshan Temple is here.
　　 Although Hanshan Temple is also located in the West Mountain, it is a bit far away from the hunting place in the West Mountain. There are several hills in the middle.
　　 On this mountain peak, there are many temples and halls, and they are also very simple. The entire Hanshan Temple is not much valuable except for the Buddha's golden body.
　　 The monks in Hanshan Temple are honest and don’t dare to have too much friendship with the dignitaries in Xianyang. They are outsiders, and they are in front of Xianyang, so they can be destroyed if they are a little bit dumb.
　　 There are hundreds of monks in Hanshan Temple, and they are determined not to exceed this number. They recite Buddhist scriptures every day, study martial arts, and live quietly.
　　 In Hanshan Temple, there is a monk who guards the library. He entered the monastery twenty years ago. He has been guarding the library for more than ten years. Now he has become the highest-ranking group in the temple.
　　 Uncle Mao Mori.
Maosen is the legal name, which was taken by his master. When the teenage children came to become a monk, the old monk knew that there must be a reason. The most hurtful thing in the world is a love letter. The name Maosen means that he can truly return to the mountain forest. , In this Hanshan Temple, spend the rest of my life in Xishan.
　　 Since he became a monk, Maosen has never left Hanshan Temple and rarely visits the library.
　　 The old lady has come once or twice a year these years, Mao Sen knows, but he doesn't come out and doesn't see the old lady.
　　 It's not that he has realized something, but he is afraid that he can't control himself.
　　 Twenty years of Buddhism practice, not only did not obliterate the flame of love in Mao Sen's heart, but it made him richer than he was when he was a teenager, like a pot of wine, brewed for twenty years, it must be extremely mellow.
　　 Maosen also knew that it was impossible for him and the madam, and he could not express his heart, otherwise it would harm her.
　　 I thought it would be like this for the rest of my life, accompanied by the ancient Buddha of the Green Lantern, but who would have thought that a letter from this night made Mao Sen unable to sleep.
　　 The letter from the lady, written clearly on it,
　　 killed Ye Sheng, and continued the front edge.
　　 There are only these eight characters, but Maosen can't help himself with excitement.
Let’s move on to the front line. He dreamed of this. He had a glimpse when he was young, and he loved it, but because of the obstacles of the eldest lady’s family, and the eldest lady just liked it a little, there was no deep love in the family. Persuaded, put on a wedding gown, and entered Yewang Mansion among the peach blossoms in the sky.
　　 The young man watched his beloved enter the Yewang Mansion, looked at the innate and beaming scene of gongs and drums, turned and left.
　　 A few days later, he became a monk at Hanshan Temple and cut away the three thousand red worries, and wanted to use the Dharma to make himself forget everything.
　　 It turns out that he failed.
　　 A young man became middle-aged. Twenty years of time gave him a profound cultivation level, but it did not bring him liberation. On the contrary, it got deeper and deeper.
　　 That time when I was young, the smile that looked back is deeply imprinted in my heart, like cinnabar, and when I think about it, I feel painful.
　　 "Buddha, Mao Sen has practiced hard for twenty years, but today I find that he is still the infatuated boy back then, ashamed of the Buddha's teachings." Mao Sen knelt in front of the Buddha, deeply repenting.
　　 stood up again, Shigeru sighed. He knew what the lady was writing this letter, and knew that once he left Hanshan Temple, there would be no turning back.
　　 But he doesn't regret it. Instead of suffering every day, he should turn his thoughts and friendship into a goodbye. Even if the result of this goodbye is torn apart, he is not afraid.
　　 In the middle of the night, Mao Sen wiped the Buddha statues in the temple, bowed piously, turned and left without looking back.
　　 In the heavy snow, Maosen's thin figure was reluctant to hesitate, just like when he watched his beloved person walk into the palace in the wedding gown.
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　　 On the West Mountain, in another place, a middle-aged man in white clothes with a handsome face, in the dark night and in the white snow, exuding radiance and glory.
　　 Beside the middle-aged in white, there is an old man dressed as a beggar, walking slowly with a lame horse.
　　 Far away behind the two people, a young man with an impatient face held a piece of grass and watched silently.
　　 "Are you going to Xianyang?" Bai Yu's middle-aged person was Bai Yutian, the ninth immortal in the world, asked at this moment.
　　 The old man said freely and easily: "It's time to go, remember to collect my body when you come."
　　 Bai Yutian said silently: "It's a pity, you don't have a big chance."
　　 "Always give it a try, the only person I can find now is him." The old man whispered.
　　 "The whole world will be watching this battle." Bai Yutian expected.
　　 "Don't expect, my body is broken, I can't fight any wonderful duels." The old man waved his hand.
　　 "You leave, I should leave too, waiting for your performance." Bai Yutian smiled.
"Let's go, let's go, tell you these gentle things, look at the face of the kid I brought, he is going to get angry, I will take him to Xianyang, there will be a disturbance, and soon, he will be famous in the world." The old man looked forward to it.
　　 Bai Yutian also looked at the young man, nodded and said, "I'm looking forward to it."
　　 The old man took the lame horse and shouted: "Smelly boy, what are you doing there, let’s go."
　　 When Chu Zhongtian heard it, he looked like a horse happily, rushing straight forward, and said, "Really leaving?"
　　 "Let's go, go to Xianyang, and upset him." The old man nodded and said.
　　 "It's bragging again. Last time you said that you made me upset, but you took it with you for a month in this deep mountain and old forest." Chu Zhongtian dissatisfied. UU reading www.uukanshu. com
　　 "This time it is really going to be upside down. Don't pee your pants in fright when you come." The old man took the horse and walked down the mountain.
　　 Chu Zhongtian's voice came from afar: "I can pee my pants, a joke, who is Chu Zhongtian, the world's number one master in the future, who can make me pee my pants?"
　　 Bai Yutian listened to the conversation between the grandfather and grandson, smiled, looked at Xianyang, and said, "The world is the second in Xianyang. What should I do if the world is the first?"
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　　 The outside world is disturbing, for Ye Sheng, it doesn't matter.
　　 He makes alchemy every day in the monastery, concentrates on cultivating, at a speed of great speed, whether it is pill or meat, he eats casually, and his cultivation is directly like riding a train, soaring all the way.
　　 Within three short days, Ye Sheng directly reached the peak of the seventh heaven.
　　 At the same time, his spirit will also break through.
　　 On this day, Ye Sheng saw Master and said: "Master, my soul cultivation base is going to break through the sixth heaven and reach the seventh heaven, but it's still a little bit close. I don't know why?"
　　 Qing Xu Daochang looked at Ye Sheng, and asked, "What's the point?"
　　 "It feels like there is a feeling of palpitation, every time I break through, I feel restless, as if someone is staring at me in secret." Ye Sheng thought.
　　 He could have broken through early, but this time at a critical moment, he would feel flustered, palpitations, and sweating all over.
　　 This is the first time, Ye Sheng didn't know why, could it be that he made a mistake in his practice?
　　 Qingxu Dao's long brow furrowed: "Telepathy, has your spiritual strength reached this point?"
　　 "What is telepathy?" Ye Sheng asked.
　　 "This is the induction that belongs to the realm of leaving the orifice. It is the whim of the folks, a mysterious and mysterious thing. If you feel someone staring at you, it means that someone is going to kill you." Qing Xu Daochang reminded Ye Sheng.