Insufficient balance

  After school started, he slept outside on the first day and got up at 6 o'clock in the morning on the second day.

  This was a habit he had maintained for many years. When he still lived in the town, he resided on the half mountain waist outside the town. Every day, he would get up around 6 o'clock and run five kilometers on the mountain road. The mountain road is not comparable to ordinary roads, especially with its ups and downs, sometimes uphill and sometimes downhill, constantly alternating. These five kilometers are not in the same league as running five kilometers on flat ground.

  Although the mountain road is unstable, Ye Yizhe has been able to do it for many years, no matter what kind of road conditions he encounters, he maintains that speed and moves forward steadily. Even on the mountain, facing small stones everywhere, even when going downhill, he can still do it. Now coming to this big city, there is no difficulty at all.

  He used to live on that half-hillside, which didn't have a name and was no different from an ordinary mountain. The elevation seemed to be only about one or two hundred meters. Ye Yizhe drew a circle with the house as the center and kept running around it nonstop.

  The residential area where he currently lives was measured by Ye Yizhe on his first day. According to his exercise routine, there is a park 200 meters west of the entrance of the community, and running three laps around the lake in the middle of the park every day is already sufficient.

  After more than 20 minutes, Ye Yizhe ended his daily morning run and strolled to the grassy area by the lake. He casually practiced a few sets of fist techniques that his cheap master had taught him. Since there were almost no people around at this time, Ye Yizhe didn't care if he would cause any commotion, and his fists and feet moved with great vigor. At first glance, it seemed like random swinging, but the willow branches by the lake were actually being blown away by his fist wind. It was clear that he had been practicing martial arts for many years. If there were people who practiced martial arts around, they would be shocked to point out that such powerful fists couldn't be achieved without more than 30 years of training. Yet, this impossible feat was now being demonstrated by Ye Yizhe.

  After the practice, Ye Yizhe felt that his whole life had become much more spirited and lively. He felt that some of the pent-up frustration in his heart from yesterday had been dissipated with this set of punches. The cheap master's teachings were indeed very useful. After all these years, he himself wasn't quite clear what level he had reached, since there weren't many top-notch experts in that small town to tell him otherwise. However, he dared say that when facing an opponent like Nie Huayan, he didn't feel the slightest bit of fear, and even had a good deal of confidence in defeating him. His intuition told him that the person before him wasn't scary at all; it's just that he hadn't done so because he wanted to conserve his strength.

  It was on that day, when he discovered that his reaction speed and strength exceeded those of ordinary people, that Ye Yizhe truly understood the things that cheap and unscrupulous master had taught him, apart from knowledge, were very practical, enough to let him face all the difficulties he had encountered so far.

  He had been able to subdue Li Hu's unruly behavior every time, which was enough for him to understand a part of it, but because Li Hu had been following him since he was young and had been teaching him since Li Hu was still a little kid, he overlooked this point.

  For this reason, he has been extra careful when practicing these days, and even corrected several previous mistakes.

  Yi Zhe Ye had a fixed hour of morning exercise and ate some breakfast at the park entrance before returning home.

  Back home, picked up today's newspaper bought at the entrance of the community, sat on the sofa and started reading.

  Ye Yizhe, who has the habit of reading a newspaper every day, casually flipped through today's news. For him, who is not too fond of going online, newspapers are his most important channel for obtaining information. Compared to the vast amount of information on the internet, this is more pure and doesn't require intentional filtering. Although the information may not be comprehensive, it is completely sufficient for him. He has never understood the mentality of those people who read all the news online every day. Practicality is the best, and only when necessary will he search for what he needs from a large amount of information. When there is no such need, reading newspapers is the most suitable thing to do.

  When he flipped through three or four pages, Ye Yizhe suddenly stared intently, focusing his attention.

  The title reads "New Generation Living Buddha Enters Potala Palace"!

  "In the years since the greatest Tibetan Buddhist master of our time, Zhe Yang, slowly exited the stage of history, Tibetan Buddhism has not had a true living Buddha, although Zhe Yang never set foot in Potala Palace, all Tibetan Buddhists have regarded him as their faith, this situation finally changed yesterday."

  As the great disciple of Zhe Yang, Sang Teng has long been a master-level existence. In terms of Buddhist law, he is not much inferior to Zhe Yang and is also a Buddhist master supported by millions of people. For a long time, Sang Teng, who was influenced by Zhe Yang's reputation, chose to enter the Potala Palace yesterday and accepted the Living Buddha inheritance ceremony, ending the embarrassing situation of the orthodox name of the Living Buddha being vacant for 40 years. This point represents that Sang Teng has already become proficient in Buddhist law to fill the gap left by Zhe Yang's exit from the historical stage, and also represents that Zhe Yang is slowly handing over the succession of Tibetan Buddhism to Sang Teng...

  Although it was only a small section that reported this news, perhaps in their view no one would go to see the news, but Ye Yizhe was shocked.

  It may be a small matter for the whole Huaxia, but this thing is extremely important for the Tibetan Buddhist believers in the Plateau Province. Such a big thing, Master didn't even notify himself, did something happen to Master? But if something really happened to Master, even if Mistress didn't notify him, Sangteng Shixiong would have notified him.

  Ye Yizhe is extremely familiar with Sang Teng, and it can be said that Sang Teng has also seen him grow up. In name, he is his senior fellow disciple, and they have lived together for so many years. Ye Yizhe naturally knows very well that Sang Teng's Buddhist teachings are already sufficient to make him fully qualified for this position. In the Qinghai Province, Sang Teng even has the title of "Little Living Buddha". Compared to him, Ye Yizhe is the most beloved disciple of Zhe Yang, but he is also the rebellious one in everyone's heart, and it is unknown how much higher his status is. Regarding this point, Ye Yizhe has never had any dissatisfaction. His rebellious personality since childhood has destined that he will not be related to Buddhist studies. The only thing he has never figured out is why Zhe Yang would take him as a disciple, and even treat him like his own son and love him extremely.

  There has been a rumor circulating among the people that Ye Yizhe is the illegitimate son of Zhe Yang. Every time Zhe Yang hears this rumor, he just smiles and ignores it. Ye Yizhe knows it's not true, but apart from this reason, he can't think of any other explanation. Sometimes when he makes mistakes, Zhe Yang's attitude towards him makes him wonder if it's really true.

  I remember one time, Ye Yizhe climbed onto the Buddha in the White Horse Temple. At that time, he was already quite old and knew what was going on. On that day, right in front of everyone who came to listen to Yang Zhen's lecture, he calmly urinated on the Buddha.

  Looking at the expressions of the people below, combined with Ye Yizhe's memory of the only time Yang had a black face, he really thought it was over back then, and this time he must be finished.

  Who would have thought that when everyone wanted to pull Ye Yizhe, the blasphemer of Buddha, down from the statue and punish him, Zhe Yang stopped them. Under everyone's puzzled gaze, he walked towards Ye Yizhe, his faint smile making Ye Yizhe dare not look at him, yet still walking to his side.

  Zhe Yang just shook his head and stroked his hair, holding Ye Yizhe in his arms, nodding his forehead and shaking his head: "Can't do this again in the future."

  Zhi Yang knew that everyone would not accept his attitude, and it was on that day that he made a resolute decision.

  From that day on, he never returned to Baoma Temple again.

  With Ye Yizhe and Shifu's wife Kang Zhuo, they arrived at the halfway up the mountain where they would later reside. From that day on, the White Horse Temple, where Yang had lectured for most of his life, changed hands. It was also on that day that Sangteng entered everyone's line of sight.

  Yi Zhe, who was reminiscing, also burst out laughing and sighed: "I didn't expect that Shang Teng would actually enter the Potala Palace, this Potala Palace which had been empty for nearly forty years because of a master who didn't want to be bound for life."

  Suddenly, as if he had thought of something, Ye Yizhe revealed a sly smile and picked up the phone on the table to dial a number.

  "Hu Zi, are you free today?" Ye Yizhe asked as soon as the call connected, and added hastily, "No need to make a special arrangement, I don't have anything important."

  "Hey Yezi, you tell me, there's nothing much going on these days anyway."

  Li Hu's voice still had a hint of drowsiness, probably because he hadn't gotten out of bed yet. Ye Yizhe chuckled and said, "Well, get up then! It's been ages since we last sparred, Brother Ye. Come show me the results of your training over the past few years. I'll wait for you here."

  "No way...” Li Hu instantly sobered up and smiled wryly, “Ye Zi Ge, you're usually so majestic and heroic, why would you suddenly want to hang out with me? I think it's not necessary, you have a lot on your plate, what with military training coming up soon. It's not good for you to be out like this, you should head back to school and focus on school stuff first."

  Li Hu changed his tone to a righteous and proper one: "When Yezi is free, I, Hu'er, will definitely accompany you up Knife Mountain and down Oil Pot, without frowning at all."

  "Are you disobeying me?" Ye Yizhe suddenly roared, "Don't give me any nonsense, I told you to come over and you're still not here, I won't tolerate this from you!"

  "Alright..."

  As he hung up the phone, Ye Yizhe faintly heard a murmured voice from the other end, "Can't go out and see people for these few days again."