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Han Mei felt very surprised. When she sat alone at the desk, wearing white gloves and holding the manuscript of the Diamond Sutra, she immediately fell into a state of tranquility and peace.

She finally understood how high a state of mind Kumarajiva had reached. As she read word by word, she seemed to be in communication with heaven, earth and the universe. An unprecedented enlightenment flowed in her heart. There was no need to think, her mind could directly observe and the truth would naturally appear.

All appearances are illusory. If you see all appearances and non-appearances, you will see the Tathagata.

What Kumarajiva wrote down was not just words, he also left behind his own thoughts, allowing those who read his scriptures to skip all the processes and achieve enlightenment directly.

Han Mei felt that her soul was undergoing a cleansing and tempering, and was becoming as vast as the ocean, inclusive of everything.

When she finally woke up and returned to the mortal world.

She was shocked to find out.

Xia Chuan and Anna were staring at her blankly.

"Brother, why are you looking at me if you are not going to celebrate Christmas Eve?" Han Mei asked in surprise.

Anna spoke first: "You've been sitting here for three days. Christmas Eve, Christmas Eve, and Carnival Eve have all passed. Today is the morning of the 27th."

"Ah?" Han Mei was surprised: "It felt like only a moment had passed. How come I didn't starve to death?"

Xia Chuan took a breath and sighed, "Time does not exist. It only exists when you think it exists. All appearances are false."

Han Mei's mind was shocked, as if she had suddenly opened up the gate of life and death. She had an epiphany, and her mind was clear and harmonious. It turned out that she was too obsessed with time, and the years had left too deep a mark in her heart. She had not completely let go, otherwise there would not be even a "little while".

Anna's heart was boiling with heat. Doesn't this mean she can control time?

She took off Han Mei's gloves and put them on, then took the scripture and read it carefully.

I looked at it for a long time, but I couldn't understand anything and didn't feel anything.

She put it down again in disappointment.

Xia Chuan comforted him, "This is fate, you can't force it. Everyone's fate is different, and your fate cannot be obtained by others."

Anna felt relieved again and gave the scriptures to Han Mei and put them in the wooden box because her brother was leaving.

Han Mei came back to her senses again and asked happily: "Brother, can I practice now?"

Xia Chuan finally smiled. With the transformation of his vows these days and the blessing of Kumarajiva's magical powers, his magnetic field has become top-notch. Is it still impossible to practice?

He said softly: "Sister will create a miracle."

Han Mei smiled happily: "The honeymoon trip is over."

Anna thought to herself, since you can't use him anyway, can you please leave your brother here?

Xia Chuan said: "Let's go quietly, Peanut Stew is negotiating, the boss is here in person."

Han Mei nodded. This was for the boss's safety. Everyone knew that Xia Chuan was here, so no one dared to act rashly.

……

The two of them avoided all eyes and ears and arrived at the airport quietly. They didn't buy tickets and just caught the flight to Hong Kong, so they prepared to board the plane.

But Xia Chuan habitually consulted his heart lamp first, and the result was very bad.

Ask about Dongjing's flight again, it's very bad.

Hawaii, very bad luck.

Fallen chicken...

No matter which one he asks, it will be very bad.

Even if it means turning around and flying to Nyuo.

Damn, there is no way back?

He pondered for a while and then asked:

Ranged psychic attack? Yes.

The pilot in control crashed the plane? Yes.

ok.

At the last minute, Xia Chuan finally took Han Mei directly onto the flight to Hong Kong.

This was a Boeing 767. Xia Chuan went straight to the door of the cockpit, gave the captain and the co-pilot a wish for protection through the cabin door, and then quietly went to the first-class cabin.

Surprisingly, the first class cabin was full.

Xia Chuan used his mental power to sweep and took Han Mei to the flight attendant lounge.

There are three beds in a row in front of me, with a half partition in the middle, which can accommodate six people. Twelve stewardesses will take turns to come in to rest during the flight, but no one is here now because it is busy. As for the pilots, they have their own lounge and will not come here.

The two of them lay down on the far left side, well, it was enough to take up only one bed.

Han Mei smiled and said, "What if six stewardesses come up later?"

"It's okay, just squeeze in."

"Go, then you have to squeeze out the child."

"By the way, sister, why do you never mention having children?"

"No need to mention it, my brother's thoughts are my sister's thoughts."

"Oh, I want eight sons."

"Okay, I'll give you sixteen sons, plus eight daughters."

"But my talent was wasted after I gave birth to my sister."

"Then leave it to fate. If you are pregnant, give birth. If not, practice."

"Good! It's not easy to know that men are the sky."

Han Mei chuckled.

The plane began to accelerate, tilted upward, and finally broke through the clouds, with the vast ocean below.

The driver was experienced and the co-pilot was in high spirits.

They also felt that they were particularly energetic, clear-headed, quick-thinking and in excellent condition today.

Just as the plane began to fly level.

Xia Chuan's heart suddenly skipped a beat, his protective power was triggered, and his soul left his body instantly!

This mental attack was like a line that pointed out the coordinates for him.

With a thought, he directly crossed the space——

Suddenly, everything went dark.

Xia Chuan found out that he had been fooled.

This is a grand building full of metallic texture. Inside is a long table that is ten meters long. At the head of the table sits a tall and mighty young man with long hair, thick eyebrows and big eyes. He is wearing an ancient warrior costume.

There is no one else.

The young man instantly noticed Xia Chuan's arrival, and looked at Xia Chuan's soul body with eyes as bright as lightning.

Xia Chuan knew that it was dangerous today. This was not the surface of the earth at all, but the inner world of the earth!

He didn't know that he had traveled thousands of kilometers and jumped into the enemy's trap.

The young man in front of him did not have such strong mental strength. He was using this building to lock onto the plane and interfere with the pilot's consciousness.

This building made Xiachuan very uncomfortable. It seemed to be a huge instrument, a bit like the inside of a pyramid.

But Xia Chuan still did not escape. If he escaped, he would be dead, which was tantamount to handing his soul over to the machine to be destroyed. On the contrary, the seemingly strongest young man was the real weakness. Killing him was the only chance of survival.

He calmly asked: Why kill me?

The young man responded: Hell doesn't need warriors.

My place is hell and your place is the human world?

That's right. Maybe you can't understand, let's put it another way. We sleep in houses, with constant temperature and humidity all year round; while you endure countless hardships in the wild, wind, rain, frost, snow, floods, beasts, earthquakes, plagues, hunting by natural enemies, and even being killed by a meteorite falling from the sky.

It sounds like a pet dog in a cage, occasionally farting comfortably.

Oh, it's the biggest mistake you made to come here. You can only go in but not out.

If I kill you, can I get out?

"Well, of course you can. This tower is controlled by mental power. If I die, you will live. But unfortunately, in the Soul Refining Tower, you are just an ant." The young man spoke directly, his voice as soothing as a song, his expression calm.