Master Qingyuan didn't seem to want Qiu Mobai to go with him, and Hua Qingqing also signaled him to wait here.
Helplessly, Qiu Mobai had to stop and said worriedly: "Qingqing, be careful!"
[Don't worry, I'll be fine, just wait for me here.] Hua Qingqing nodded slightly.
After a while, the two of them disappeared from sight.
Master Qingyuan seemed to be deliberately making things difficult for Hua Qingqing, but perhaps that was not the case.
He was walking very fast, and in the blink of an eye he was already a hundred meters away. However, if you look closely at his steps, they seemed so casual and natural, and his pace was slow.
A hint of cunning flashed in Hua Qingqing's eyes.
Is this the legendary teleportation?
Thinking of this, she raised her beautiful eyebrows, chuckled, and didn't take it seriously.
She had originally learned Qinggong from Qiu Mobai, and now she felt that her whole body was full of spiritual power.
When she flew up, she was as light, agile, graceful and free as a fairy descending to earth.
In a flash, they caught up with Master Qingyuan, and soon the two arrived at the back mountain.
Looking around, the deep back of the mountain is full of towering trees. Surprisingly, in the cold winter, these trees are still lush and green.
Master Qingyuan quickly walked into the woods, his figure as fast as lightning, circling rapidly among several large trees, and then disappeared without a trace.
Hua Qingqing immediately knew that there was a formation here.
She was not in a hurry, and followed Master Qingyuan's method slowly and steadily to find those trees. After turning around a few times, her vision suddenly became clear. She also successfully entered the formation.
Master Qingyuan looked at her helplessly.
This little donor!
So awesome!
Not only can it keep up with his teleportation.
He was able to see through the formation at a glance and followed in.
There was no trace of reluctance on her face, she looked very relaxed.
At this moment, they were in a quiet and deep valley.
Outside the valley, it is still a bitterly cold winter with ice and snow; however, this place seems like a paradise, warm and cozy, and it should be spring all year round.
Not far behind them stood a simple wooden house.
The wooden house is surrounded by several simple vegetable plots, beside which flows a clear stream. The sound of the gurgling water is crisp and pleasant, adding a bit of tranquility and vitality to the entire valley.
At this time, Master Qingyuan slowly said: "This is the forbidden area of Hanshan Temple!"
It turned out that this was the place where his master, Master Wuchan, had been practicing in seclusion for many years.
Hua Qingqing nodded slightly to show that she understood.
She just glanced casually at the surroundings and then looked away.
Although this place was pleasant, it still pales in comparison to her own secret place.
Master Qingyuan said to Hua Qingqing: "Little donor, please wait here for a while!"
Hua Qingqing nodded slightly.
Afterwards, Master Qingyuan walked into the cabin and came out soon with something in his hand.
Seeing this, Hua Qingqing hurried forward.
After seeing the object clearly, I was stunned.
It turned out to be a rattle for children to play with.
She quickly realized that the material used for the drum head of the rattle was exactly the same as that on the treasure map.
However, the contents of the treasure map should be facing inwards, but now they are not visible.
Since Master Qingyuan had already agreed to show it to her, he no longer hesitated and handed it to her decisively.
Hua Qingqing took it without hesitation and gracefully took it.
Then, she turned her wrist slightly, and a stream of pure spiritual power gathered in her palm like a trickle.
In the blink of an eye, the rattle that had been intact was torn into countless pieces, scattered on the ground, and quickly turned into ashes.
In the end, only a lonely drumhead was left.
She gently turned the drum over and looked at it carefully.
After just one glance, she let go of her hand without any regrets. In an instant, the drumhead image that had just been intact quickly turned into dust and dissipated into the air.
Master Qingyuan, who witnessed this scene, finally felt relieved, and the stone in his heart finally fell to the ground.
He clasped his hands together and murmured softly, "Amitabha!"
Hua Qingqing's gaze then turned to the box in her hand, and she destroyed it along with the box without any hesitation.
Master Qingyuan stared at her quietly without saying a word. After a few seconds, he slowly said, "Little donor, please go back!"
Hua Qingqing nodded slightly to show her agreement.
"good!"
"Let's go!"
Afterwards, the two returned to the main hall of Hanshan Temple together.
Qiu Mobai, who had been anxiously waiting in the hall, felt relieved when he saw Hua Qingqing return safely.
He quickly walked up to Qingqing and took her hand, "Qingqing!"
Hua Qingqing let him pull her, but she didn't want to talk to him yet.
【I'm fine! 】
Master Qingyuan put his hands together and chanted in a low voice: "Amitabha!"
Then he turned to the two of them and said, "Two donors, please go down the mountain now!"
This time, Hua Qingqing and Qiu Mobai did not stop at all. They walked out of the door hand in hand and went down the stairs.
Their figures gradually moved away and soon disappeared at the end of the mountain path.
Master Qingyuan, Master Huijing and a group of monks watched them leave until they could no longer see their figures.
Master Qingyuan said softly to Master Huijing: "Brother, I plan to start my retreat and practice today."
Master Huijing was stunned after hearing this, and asked in surprise: "Brother, this is too sudden, you..."
Master Qingyuan just smiled and waved his hand, indicating Huijing didn't need to say anything more.
Then he turned around resolutely and walked towards the mountain behind the temple.
His steps were light and firm, as if he had no lingering feelings or hesitation at all.
Watching Master Qingyuan's figure gradually walking away, Huijing felt an inexplicable feeling in her heart, but more of it was helplessness.
He used to listen to his senior brother.
Now he has to support Hanshan Temple alone!
At this moment, a breeze blew by, bringing the last words left by Master Qingyuan into the air:
"Avalokitesvara, the mind is free from worries!"
These words echoed in Huijing's ears like the morning bell and evening drum.
His mood brightened instantly.
He knew that this was not only Master Qingyuan's advice to him, but also a state of spiritual practice.
So, Master Huijing nodded silently, and his eyes became calm.
He said to all his disciples, "From today on, close the gates of the mountain tightly!"
"No guests for now!"
The monks nodded and returned to the temple.
The gate of Hanshan Temple closed again.
After the door was closed, half an hour passed.
Suddenly, a bald man poked his head out from the bushes on the other side. He looked around and saw that there was no one around, so he walked out of the bushes.
The person who came out turned out to be a monk wearing grey robes, with no scars on his head.
After he made sure that no one had discovered him, he quietly went down the mountain and headed towards Bianjing City.
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