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Chapter 6 Telepathy

There is a peak on the West Mountain. It is not too high or steep. Every year, many dignitaries from Xianyang come here to offer incense and worship Buddha.

Hanshan Temple is here.

Although Hanshan Temple is also located in Xishan Mountain, it is quite far away from the hunting area in Xishan Mountain. There are several hills in the middle.

There are many temples and palaces on this mountain peak, and they are very simple. Except for the golden statue of Buddha, there are not many valuable things in the entire Hanshan Temple.

The monks at Hanshan Temple are honest and do their duty. They don't dare to have too close friendship with the dignitaries in Xianyang. They are just outsiders, and they are in front of Xianyang. Any double-mindedness will be eliminated.

There are hundreds of monks in Hanshan Temple, and they are determined not to exceed this number. They chant sutras, recite Buddhism, study martial arts, and live quietly every day.

In Hanshan Temple, there is a monk who guards the library. He entered the temple twenty years ago and has been guarding the library for more than ten years. Now he has become the most senior person in Hanshan Temple.

Uncle Maosen.

Mao Sen is a Dharma name, given by his master. When teenage children came to become monks, the old monk knew there must be a reason. The most hurtful thing in the world is the word love. The name Mao Sen means that he can sincerely retreat to the mountains and forests.

, spend the rest of my life in this Hanshan Temple in Xishan.

Since Mao Sen became a monk, he has never left Hanshan Temple and rarely leaves the library.

In the past few years, the eldest lady has come once or twice a year. Mao Sen knew it, but he never came out or saw the eldest lady.

It's not that he has realized something, but that he is afraid of not being able to control himself.

Twenty years of Buddhist practice not only did not extinguish the flame of love in Mao Sen's heart, but made it more intense than when he was a boy. Like a pot of wine brewed for twenty years, it must be extremely mellow and mellow.

Mao Sen also knew that there was no possibility between him and the eldest lady, and he could not express his feelings, otherwise he would harm her.

I thought that my whole life would be like this, accompanied by the Green Lantern Ancient Buddha, but who would have thought that a letter came tonight and made Mao Sen unable to sleep.

The letter from the eldest lady is very clear,

Kill Ye Sheng and renew their relationship.

Only these eight words made Mao Sen so excited that he couldn't help himself.

Reconnecting with each other, he always dreamed about this. He had a sudden glimpse when he was young, and loved him so much that he could not let go. However, due to the obstacles from the eldest lady’s family, and the fact that the eldest lady only liked him a little bit, there was no deep love. Among the family members,

With persuasion, she put on her wedding dress and entered Prince Ye's Mansion amidst the sky full of peach blossoms.

The young man watched his beloved enter Prince Ye's Mansion, looked at the joyous scene of the gongs and drums, and turned around to leave.

A few days later, he became a monk at Hanshan Temple and cut off three thousand worldly worries. He wanted to use Buddhism to make himself forget everything.

Facts have proved that he failed.

The boy became middle-aged. Twenty years of time gave him profound cultivation, but it did not bring him relief. On the contrary, he fell deeper and deeper.

That encounter when I was young, and that smile when I looked back, are deeply imprinted in my heart, like cinnabar, and every time I think about it, I feel so painful.

"Buddha, Mao Sen has practiced hard for twenty years, but today he finds that he is still the infatuated young man he was before, and he is ashamed of the Buddha's teachings." Mao Sen knelt in front of the Buddha and deeply repented.

Standing up again, Mao Sen let out a long sigh. He knew what the eldest lady meant by writing this letter, and he also knew that once he left Hanshan Temple, there would be no turning back.

But he has no regrets. Instead of suffering every day, it is better to turn his thoughts and friendship into a reunion. Even if the reunion results in being broken into pieces, he is not afraid.

Late at night, Mao Sen wiped the Buddha statue in the Buddhist hall, knelt down and worshiped devoutly, turned around and left without looking back.

In the heavy snow, Mao Sen's thin figure showed no hesitation, just like when he watched the person he loved put on a wedding dress and walked into the palace.



On the west mountain, in another place, there is a middle-aged man in white clothes with a handsome face. In the dark night and in the white snow, he is exuding a gleaming light.

Next to the middle-aged man in white clothes, there is an old man dressed as a beggar, leading a lame horse and walking slowly.

Far behind the two people, an impatient young man held a piece of grass in his mouth and watched silently.

"Are you going to Xianyang?" Bai Yu, a middle-aged man named Bai Yutian, the ninth immortal in the world, asked at this moment.

The old man said calmly: "It's time to go, remember to come and collect the body for me when the time comes."

Bai Yutian said silently: "It's a pity, you don't have much chance."

"I have to give it a try. He is the only person I can find now." The old man said softly.

"The whole world will watch this battle." Bai Yutian said expectantly.

"Don't expect it. My health is broken and I won't be able to fight any exciting duels." The old man waved his hand.

"You leave, it's time for me to leave too, waiting for your performance." Bai Yutian said with a smile.

"Let's go, let's go. I'm telling you these polite words. Look at the face of the boy I brought here. He's going to be angry. I'm going to take him to Xianyang and cause a disturbance. Soon, he will be famous all over the world."

The old man said expectantly.

Bai Yutian also looked at the young man, nodded and said, "I'm looking forward to it."

The old man led the lame horse and shouted: "You brat, what are you doing there? Let's go."

When Chu Zhongtian heard this, he was as happy as a horse, running straight towards him and saying, "Are you really leaving?"

"Let's go to Xianyang and make things worse for him." The old man nodded and said.

"Bragging again, last time you said you would make me turn upside down, but instead you took me to stay in this deep mountain and forest for a month." Chu Zhongtian said dissatisfied.

"This time is really going to cause a huge stir. Don't be so scared that you wet your pants." The old man led the horse and walked down the mountain.

Chu Zhongtian's voice came from far away: "I can wet my pants. What a joke. Who am I, Chu Zhongtian? Who is the best player in the world in the future? Who can make me wet my pants?"

Bai Yutian listened to the conversation between the grandfather and grandson, smiled, looked at Xianyang, and said: "What should I do if the second in the world enters Xianyang and the first in the world?"



There are many disturbances from the outside world, but it doesn't matter to Ye Sheng.

He was refining elixirs every day in the monastery, concentrating on his practice, and his speed was increasing rapidly. Whether it was elixirs or meat, he ate whatever he wanted, and his cultivation was as fast as taking a train, soaring all the way.

In just three days, Ye Sheng directly reached the peak of the seventh heaven.

At the same time, his soul was about to break through.

On this day, Ye Sheng saw his master and said, "Master, my soul cultivation level is going to break through the sixth heaven and reach the seventh heaven, but I'm still a little short of it. I don't know why?"

Taoist priest Qingxu looked at Ye Sheng and asked, "What's the near miss?"

"I feel like I have heart palpitations. Every time I make a breakthrough, I feel uneasy, as if someone is watching me secretly." Ye Sheng thought.

He could have broken through early, but this time at the critical moment, he would feel flustered, palpitated, and sweating all over his body.

This was the first time. Ye Sheng didn't know why. Could it be that he made a mistake in his practice?

Taoist Master Qingxu frowned: "Telepathy, has your soul strength reached this level?"

"What is telepathy?" Ye Sheng asked.

"This is a feeling that can only be experienced in the out-of-body realm. It is what the folk call a whim, a mysterious thing. If you feel someone is staring at you, it means someone wants to kill you." Taoist priest Qingxu reminded Ye Sheng.


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