Chapter Forty-Seven: Descending the Mountain

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Pan Cheng'er left the meditation courtyard and walked to the main hall alone. Chongxin Hall is located in the center of the ancient city sect compound, the foundation is high and convex, and there are one hundred and eight white jade stone steps on all sides.

Pan Cheng'er looked at it and walked up. It's better to be more practical than to go. "Why are the legs so heavy... What's wrong today..."Pan Cheng'er thought of the master and sister who were about to say goodbye, and always felt that her legs were filled with lead, and it was difficult to move.

I don't know how long it took, Pan Cheng'er stopped, because if he went up further, he hit the gate. "It's here... So fast..."

Pan Cheng'er raised his hand and knocked on the door of the Chongxin Hall a few times, and his voice was very soft, as if he was afraid that others would hear it.

"Master, it's my ......"

There was no one in the temple to pick up the stubble.

"Master, it's me." ”

There was still no one in the hall.

"Master! It's me! I'm Pan Cheng'er!"

No one continued to be in the hall, but Pan Cheng'er knocked on the door for the third time because of too much force, so they squeaked and opened a small crack.

"It turned out that there was no lock..."Pan Cheng'er walked inside, only to see that everything in the hall was still placed, but some dust had fallen in some places, and it seemed that no one had been here in the past few months. Pan Cheng'er sighed, turned around and was about to leave, when he suddenly caught a glimpse of a letter on the offering table in front of the portrait of Master Zu, which was clean and clean, without any dust, as if someone had just put it on.

Pan Cheng'er turned back to the body that was about to go out, walked to the offering table, picked up the letter, opened it and examined it. I saw that there was only a piece of paper in the letter, dozens of lines, and there was no signature.

The letter reads:

"Apprentice, since we met in Lin'an that year, you and I have been together for more than five years. As a teacher, he left the ancient city at a young age and wandered the rivers and lakes for decades, although he enjoyed himself all day long, he was alone and lonely in his heart. It wasn't until I met my brother and sister that I was accompanied by my teacher day and night, and there were joys, sorrows, touches, and plainness, that I learned what the world was. The master knows that you are an emotional child, and if you say goodbye to me, you will definitely cry. As a teacher, it doesn't have to be like this. The fate between people is like the white clouds in the sky, scattered and gathered, gathered and scattered, forever yuǎn does not know what will happen in the next moment, with the pain of parting, there can be the joy of reunion. Moreover, the teacher also believes that there should be no tears in the distinction between men, which is a slander against the dignity of men. The master left, took the ink with him, and didn't tell her that you were leaving, because the master knew that if she knew, she would cry and shout to walk with you. She is not good at her studies and has not yet been trained, and if she is allowed to leave, she will definitely delay her spiritual growth. Besides, you still have revenge to avenge, someone wants to find her, and taking her with you will drag you down. When you leave, the master has nothing to tell you, just tell you one word, don't worry about your skills being inferior to others, and don't compete with others for a while. There is still a bottomless potential in you that has not yet burst out, and once it is opened, it will turn the world upside down. The master has lived in the rivers and lakes for a long time, and the four seas are his home, so he doesn't have to worry about it, go down the mountain~"

There was silence in the hall, and the silence was a little terrifying. After half a pillar of incense, I heard the sound of falling water. Pan Cheng'er looked at the letter left by the master and quickly folded it into his arms, because after holding it for a while, the letter would be soaked.

Pan Cheng'er knelt on the ground with a grunt, looked at the statue of the ancestor in the main hall, and said in a trembling voice: "Thank you...... Xie Taizu's Founding Sect...... Thank... Thank you for the kindness of your upbringing!" said him, kowtowed his head three times, stood up and said: "Master Hengyan, the city is remembered in mind, and will never compete with others for a while." As he spoke, he wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, "The separation of men does not need tears!" After that, he turned around and walked out of the hall. When the door of the aisle was opened, Pan Cheng'er suddenly stopped, held the door frame with both hands, did not look back, and shouted, "Master, I'm out!"

Pan Cheng'er sat at the end of the sword, as if he faintly heard the master say behind him: "Come back early, don't cause trouble." ”

Pan Cheng'er gritted his teeth fiercely, still didn't look back, and silently read in his heart: "I know ......"

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