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Therefore, Ye Wuhai used his finger to wipe the tip of his nose and gently said: "Try it! For thousands of years it has been like a day, a day divided into two days. It is said that it will eventually lead to the south of the mountain, the king of the peace, Sun Mang Chang An; the Northern Flower Land wine clear pond, the Southern Kingdom is a dead bone beach. The palace was filled with joy, and from then on, it was a place of cultivation and immortality. Who would want to go to a poor village and find it hard to pay taxes to fill the mountain? A single message must be sent to the palace. When peace and tranquility is restored, the mournful bones will wail to the mountains' borders! "

"There are no Amitabha in the South!" Excellent! Excellent! Young Benefactor is truly a godly person; indeed, you have the ability to never forget! "Old Ni, I'm relieved now." "

"Teacher is right!" "I went to the capital to take my exams and then passed by this place."

"Lifetime?!" Ye Wuhai seemed to be a little shocked as he said, "That's good! How could she bear to leave such a loving teacher like you when this place is so quiet? "

"Sigh!" But I feel that my care for them is far from enough! " As the old nun walked, she said earnestly, "Look at this buddhist hall, there's a girl who has been quiet all day and looks dull! She came here recently to cut her hair into pieces! "

"Oh? I've only been here a few days! "Then she is …"

"Sigh!" Since she had come here, she had rarely spoken to anyone. She had only occasionally read out a name. I guess it's the name she lost! "

"What's the name?" Ye Wuhai hurriedly asked with concern.

"It's someone called Li Baihe!"

"AHH!" Li Baihe! " Ye Wuhai was shocked when he heard it, he had long remembered this person's name in his mind, and this person's impression of him should be slowly forgotten as well.

"I heard that this Li Baihe is the fourth of the Five Heroes. Half a month ago, he was already killed by someone." The old nun seemed to not have noticed Ye Wuhai's expression and continued to say sorrowfully, "Sigh! No wonder!... Their feelings for each other must be very deep! "

At this time, Ye Wuhai who had already walked into the buddhist hall finally discovered a nun who was around twenty-five years old with her eyes closed sitting at the side of the incense table in the buddhist hall. He knew at once that they were talking about him. Therefore, Ye Wuhai anxiously said: "Teacher is too! "I am going to burn incense to worship Buddha. I hope that teacher can give me some pointers!"

"Young Benefactor, please!" The old nun said casually.

Thus, Ye Wuhai kneeled in front of the Pu Ji Realm.

At this moment, the young nun sitting beside the incense table slowly opened her eyes … It had been a long time since she had heard such a voice from a man who was attractive enough to her, and it had been a long time since she had opened her eyes this way: "A white-faced scholar actually came to this little nunnery? "What is he doing here?" Then, with a subtle but rapid glance of low curiosity, she looked at the white-faced scholar in front of the incense table; then, slowly, she closed her eyes again, expressionless.

Furthermore, the current Ye Wuhai did not notice any of this, he was only kneeling on the cushion, respectfully listening to what the old nun was saying by his side. Very quickly, Ye Wuhai left the old nun and walked towards the table. He lit three incense sticks and respectfully placed them in front of the Buddha. He then circled the Pu in the middle of the hall three times; then, facing north and south, he kneeled on the worn-out meditation mat. Then, he put his hands together, closed his eyes slightly, and his lips trembled slightly. Then, he spread his hands and kowtowed, in an incomparably pious manner.

Actually, Ye Wuhai was never familiar with such a Buddhist exhibition. In his memory, this was the first time he had sincerely knelt down in front of a Buddhist hall, so he felt a great sense of relief. When he kowtowed for the third time and raised his head, his eyes met the gaze of the young nun. Ye Wuhai was unable to dodge, and in an instant, he changed from "unintentional" to "intentional". He was keenly aware that her fixed eyes must have been watching him for a long time; her clear black and white eyes were like two luminous pearls in the darkness, or two clear pools of water at the bottom. No matter who glimpsed it, he would gather his eyes to watch, or even be enchanted. Because the gaze that shot out from her eyes was filled with love. It could not only give a person who looked at her a cool and refreshing feeling, it could also give a person who looked at her a gentle and gentle feeling. But, the clever Ye Wuhai had observed more than that? From his association he deduced that he had read her mind. He returned the glance with a smile and a look of friendship. Very soon, the young nun slowly lowered her gaze and began to chant Buddhist scriptures.

At this time, Ye Wuhai got up and left the meditation cushion, which counted as the end of the burning of incense to worship Buddha for his stable top scholar.

"Teacher is too!" It was getting late, and he should be on his way. This is a little bit of my virtue! " Ye Wuhai said as he respectfully placed a silver ingot on the table beside the old nun.

"There are no Amitabha from the south!" The old nun could not help but say with a nod, "I appreciate the little benefactor's kindness. However, the little donor went to the capital for the exam. He had to work hard all the way. How could he not be bothered by anything?! "Young Benefactor, please take it back!"

After Ye Wuhai heard this, he smiled and said, "Teacher is too relaxed, we have already made our decision in private. How could he take back the kindness he had shown her? "I'll take my leave tonight!"

After Ye Wuhai finished speaking, he floated away.

As for the young nun, as she looked at the departing young scholar, tears were already starting to appear in her thoughtful eyes … What did she think of now? What was she thinking? In fact, she was still in a sad state of mind. Although she was envious, she was still feeling sorry for herself. She was envious of the handsome white robed Elementary Scholar who had caught her eye. Judging from his appearance and appearance, he would definitely be a famous scholar with an embroidered face and a belly in the future. Even though she had her own heart half a month ago, he was still as heroic and vigorous as before; even though he was still inferior to this young scholar who was slowly leaving, he was still a man of love and martial prowess. But now that it was all over, his sudden death would put an end to her cardamom love; she would no longer have her old beauty; and, for the sake of her dead and unforgettable bosom friend, for the sake of her former love for the man in her heart, she would never cease to sigh at her own fate, she would gladly chant Buddhist sutras here, and would never see her family in her home again, to use her wounded heart. As a result, when she saw the white-robed scholar float out of the temple gate, she slowly closed her eyes again. She knew that the departed wanderer would again drift into the world, and perhaps never return again in this life; she would not be able to reach him, and she would never have a chance! She knew in her heart that he was gone, and that she would be imprisoned in this lotus for life; that he was gone, and that what remained to her was silent thought.

However, the young nun who was sitting upright in the buddhist hall did not know that Ye Wuhai was also deep in thought about her flawless jade inner world. This was also the reason why Ye Wuhai was holding the donkey and walking slowly and rhythmically. He had always been a thoughtful man, and with his guesswork and judgment he knew that he had made an unforgettable impression on the young nun, and this unforgettable impression had made her feel both shaken and sad. But what could he do? He had to walk his own path in silence, his own path of light; even now, with his eyes wide open, he believed that one day he would rush out of the darkness into the light to meet a new world of light.

When Ye Wuhai thought about this, he could not help but raise his head and look at the sky where the blazing sun was high up in the sky. By chance, he discovered a black-clothed swordsman flying into Tai Yi Valley like a black swallow. In an instant, he disappeared into the mountain stream like a ghost, disappearing without a trace! It was as if nothing had happened, everything was the same as before!

Seeing this scene, Ye Wuhai muttered in his heart: "At this time, he also came to the South Sky Mountain? Judging from this person's movement technique, for a 'Emei Flying Man' to be able to do this, the second would probably be hard to find. What was he doing here? Could it be that it only happened to pass by here? "

Immediately, Ye Wuhai was shocked once again. He saw that not far away, on top of a small hill, an old man in green clothes was standing with his back facing him.

"AHH!" Master Jingmei! " Ye Wuhai finally recognized it and he couldn't help but increase his pace.

"Master — — Master — —" Following this long shout, Ye Wuhai had already run behind the old Daoist who was dressed in tattered clothes. However, what Ye Wuhai never expected was that the old Daoist suddenly turned around and waved his horsetail whisk twice as he shouted, "Who is your master? Get lost! "

Then, he looked at the current Ye Wuhai. He could not dodge in time, and could no longer maintain his balance. Just then, Ye Wuhai raised his head to look at the Daoist Jing Mei, only to see that he had floated away. In that moment, Ye Wuhai looked at his Master's disappearing figure in a baffling manner. He did not know why Master was angry at him, nor did he know what kind of medicine Master had hidden in his gourd. In his eyes, Jingmei's master had always treated him differently from normal, as if it was fated, but it couldn't possibly land on top of his head so quickly. Perhaps this was Jingmei's master's good intention to not acknowledge him as a disciple in broad daylight, so as to not bring about any sort of disaster!

Thinking about it, Ye Wuhai gradually revealed a smile. He quickly wiped his nose, climbed up the hill, picked up the little donkey and chased after Jing Mei's master.

Just as Ye Wuhai expected, Jing Mei Master led him to a secluded mountain forest and stopped.

Just then, Daoist Master Jing Mei turned and shouted at Ye Wuhai: "How dare you, you actually acknowledged a fat monk as your master, do you even have a master like me in your eyes?"

After Ye Wuhai heard this, he couldn't help but be shocked in his heart. He immediately realized that the fact that he had secretly taken Master Dharma Master as his master had already been exposed. At this point, he could only be completely honest. He did not want Daoist Jing Mei to be so angry, nor did he want the relationship between these two people who could be called the leaders of the current buddhist sects to be so strained. Therefore, Ye Wuhai could not deny it and asked: "How did Master Jing Mei find out about this?"

"Hey!" Hey! "Heh!" The Daoist Priest Jing Mei sneered and said, "What else in the world could be hidden from me, Daoist Jing Mei! "To tell you the truth, that 'Swallow Mountain Wave Demon' who kills people so easily is Monk Fa Sen's junior apprentice-brother!"

"Ah!..." Hearing that, Ye Wuhai immediately thought of the demon in the cave at Wu Dang Mountain with dishevelled hair. He really did not expect that this "Swallow Mountain Wave Devil" was actually the junior brother of the great Dharma Master! He had never heard of Grandmaster Dashi mentioning this matter. He only knew that Grandmaster Dashi liked him and had taught him many martial arts. He also respected this amiable Grandmaster Dashi! However, his junior, the "Swallow Mountain Wave Demon", had killed so many Martial Arts Scholars, yet had let go of himself and even saved his life. How could Ye Wuhai not think of this? However, Ye Wuhai knew in his heart that the reason why he could avoid the "Swallow Mountain Wave Demon" killing him was also because of the effect of Daoist Jingmei's earnest warning to him. Thinking about that, Ye Wuhai raised his eyebrows towards the Daoist Priest Jing Mei and said: "Please rest assured Master! One day, I will kill this' Swallow Mountain Wave Demon 'and avenge the deaths of the heroes of this world. However, the despicable actions of this' Swallow Mountain wave devil 'have nothing to do with Grandmaster Dharma! "

"Sigh!" Disciple! "You're too childish!" Jing Mei Dao sighed and said, "Now that the rivers and lakes are in danger, you better not fall for that fat monk's trick! Don't tell me you know everything about him? "

Hearing that, Ye Wuhai anxiously said: "Master Wu Xuan treats me very well, and even taught me martial arts!"

"Pui!" Who the hell is he, how is he qualified to be your master! " Jing Mei said angrily, "One day I will let him know that I am your master and he is not!"

"Master!" Ye Wuhai then stepped forward and advised, "There is a saying, 'The art of Buddhism and Confucianism', there is no need to fight, it should be based on charity, based on peace and peaceful coexistence, how can one continue to fight?"

"Great!" What are you like now? How dare he teach his master a lesson! It was that fat bald donkey that taught you to be bad! Let me tell you, we, the Buddhist and Buddhist families, do not disturb each other. From now on, when you enter the path, you cannot enter the Buddha; when you enter the Buddha, you cannot enter the path. "As your master, you have me and him, and he and I; the two of us can only be one!"

"Master! "Why should I?" Ye Wuhai said worriedly, "I think you should make up with Master Danzhi!"

"Don't ever mention him again!" "It seems that I should teach you some of the Daoist language in order to prevent you from being infected by that Old Bald Donkey! Quick, close your eyes and meditate! "

Hearing his master's orders, Ye Wuhai sat cross-legged on the ground with his eyes closed. Immediately, the deep and forceful voice of the Daoist nun resounded in his ears: "The Dao, the Dao, is very Dao; the Name, is very Name, very Name." The great Dao was for the public! If the mountain is not high, then the name of the immortal will appear. If the water is not deep, then the dragon will be spiritual. Si is a shitty house, only I was virtuous! Do not act in a kind way, do not act in a mean way! The sins of the heavens could still be disobeyed; the sins of man could not be lived. It was not that he did not want to repay the kindness, but that the time had not yet come. When the time came, he would immediately report it! The cycle of things happened again and again. It will all be over, it will all begin. Chaos era, primal chaos of the universe. Today I have already pointed out to you the path to Qin Creek, do not take words of loyalty as evil words! Finally, let me remind you, 'If there is one who is unsatisfied, there is one who is unsatisfied; if there is one who is insatiable, there is one who is unsatisfied; if there is one who is unsatisfied, there is one who is unsatisfied'! Do your best! "

"AHH!" Master! Master!... " When Ye Wuhai opened his eyes, he could no longer see Jing Mei anymore. It was as if he had just fallen into a dream, and did not know where he should go from here.

Therefore, Ye Wuhai's ears once again rang with the Dao Clan's respected master's earnest teachings, as he once again stepped onto the long and long path to Beijing's Chang'an …