The happiness of reunion lasted for three full months. During these three months, Xiaoman's face was filled with unabashed happiness every day.
Both of them are monks, so naturally they live a monk's life and practice every day.
What is spiritual practice? Eat when you should eat, sleep when you should sleep, be diligent when you should be relaxed, and do your homework when you should do your homework. This is spiritual practice.
In the past, when Shen Feng was doing calligraphy and painting, Xiaobai and Xiaoqing had red sleeves, but now it is Xiaoman who does a better job than Xiaobai and Xiaoqing. After all, their relationship is closer.
The happiness of lovers finally getting married has even affected Shen Fengshu's calligraphy and painting skills. In just a few months, his painting skills have become more and more exquisite, and his calligraphy has become even more proficient. In Xiaoman's eyes, Shen Fengshu's painting and calligraphy skills have become even more exquisite. The painting is no longer the exquisite and realistic one before. Shen Fengshu's painting process seems to be much easier, with a sense of ease, and the picture looks more and more natural.
Although harmonious, if I have to use one word to describe it, returning to nature may be the most appropriate definition. The same is true for calligraphy. Although Xiaoman doesn't understand why Brother Shen only writes regular script, but now looking at her husband's handwriting, she can already understand it very clearly. I feel that my personal style is extremely obvious. Once the characters are stable enough,
The structure, no matter how changeable its external expression is, will never lose its charm.
Shen Fengshu has now captured that touch of charm. Each word has its own style, but the combination is delicate and harmonious, with profound meaning. Even Xiao Man, who was born in the academy, can read it with ease and joy, not to mention other people.
This word has completely surpassed the state of entering the hall and entering the room, gradually getting better, and even has become a bit familiar and suddenly understood.
People who stay around Shen Fengshu never have to worry about not feeling the aura of heaven and earth. At fixed times every day, whether it is calligraphy or painting, they can trigger the feedback of the aura of heaven and earth.
In such a situation, if it were a monk with excellent cultivation qualifications, his cultivation level would definitely improve by leaps and bounds. This is the case for Xiao Man. Under the influence of the aura of heaven and earth every day, her cultivation level, which has already improved by leaps and bounds, will even increase. The speed is so high that Xiaoman himself is a little scared. I have to do this every day.
It doesn't seem like it will take too long to transform into an infant with the speed of cultivation! It's a pity that Brother Shen's qualifications are really poor. Even with such a rich spiritual energy in the world-shattering blessed land, and such a feedback of spiritual energy from heaven and earth every day, it can almost be said that He took a bath in the spiritual energy, but his cultivation level seemed to have reached
It has reached the limit, with almost no progress.
Sadness finally appeared on Xiaoman's face. Shen Fengshu immediately noticed the change in Xiaoman's mind and couldn't help but ask.
"I'm leaving!" Xiaoman hugged Shen Fengshu's generous chest, buried his head in his chest, and said reluctantly. Monks and Taoists can indeed be intimate for a long time, but there are some But sometimes it is inevitable to separate. Xiaoman has a master and has sect tasks to do. The master will also give appropriate guidance. There are many things that cannot be done without him.
By one's own.
"Can't we just leave?" Shen Fengshu was also reluctant to leave, but he also knew that he had asked a stupid question. There are so many couples living in two places on the earth, don't they want to reunite? It's not that they don't want to, it's that they can't! They are facing Maybe it's the pressure of life, maybe it's for a better future. If you change to a monk, it's the same way.
Li. Xiaoman didn't answer, but just held Shen Fengshu's arm tightly. Although the affairs of the master's sect are also very important, there is a more important reason why Xiaoman wants to leave, that is, to go to the huge sect. Check it out in the Tibetan Scripture Library
What is Brother Shen's current situation, and is there any way to make Brother Shen achieve a further breakthrough?
If Shen Fengshu cannot make further breakthroughs on this basis, his spiritual practice in this life may be stuck at this point. What a cruel blow will this be to the proud Brother Shen?
Could it be that Brother Shen can only follow the old path of his parents, give up cultivation, and concentrate on taking care of his old age in the secular world?
No! You must not let your husband fall to this level. If it really comes to that situation, even without waiting for your husband to become disheartened, the witch will definitely cut off the mortal bond, and Brother Shen's life will be in danger.
Never let this happen!
Xiaoman has made up his mind. If his own sect cannot find a way, then he will find a bigger sect and a more powerful monk to solve Shen Fengshu's cultivation problem.
Shen Fengshu didn't know that Xiaoman would think so much, but even without these, Shen Fengshu would not have delayed Xiaoman's practice because of his own reasons. Husband and wife are one, but they must not drag down Xiaoman by themselves.
When Xiaoman finally decided to leave, the sky seemed to feel the young couple's sorrow of separation, and it began to drizzle.
In the rising rain and fog, Xiaoman and Shen Fengshu sat opposite each other in a tent-like rain curtain held up by Xiaoqing, saying goodbye.
"Next time we reunite, husband will paint a picture of beauty for me." Xiaoman picked up a glass of drunkenness and took the trouble to remind: "Husband, you must take care of yourself and don't provoke too powerful masters."
"Well!" Shen Fengshu and Xiaoman clinked a glass and drank it all in one gulp: "As long as others don't mess with me, I won't take the initiative to cause trouble." At this point, Xiaoman is quite relieved, since she knows Shen Fengshu. Since then, Shen Fengshu has never taken the initiative to cause trouble. Every time, it was someone else who took the initiative, either for heavenly materials, earthly treasures, or magic pills to cause trouble for Shen Fengshu.
.Brother Shen killed so many people this time, it should be quiet for a long time.
They were about to part ways. There were thousands of words in their hearts, but neither of them could say a word. They just looked at each other's faces blankly. They didn't look like a pair of wanton monks at all.
"Before we say goodbye, please give me a poem!" Xiaoman's beautiful eyes already had a little tear in her eyes. Every time we say goodbye, it feels so uncomfortable, but this time it's particularly different. I always want to leave something for myself. Something to think about.
After all, missing each other is not as good as meeting each other.
"Okay!" Shen Fengshu agreed without saying a word.
Shen Fengshu was thinking about which song to use when Xiao Man suddenly continued: "Don't recite it, write it down, don't show it to me, I have to take it away and read it slowly!"
Of course, Shen Fengshu immediately fulfilled this small request.
The paper was spread out, and the raw flower pen was slowly passed through the Mingyu inkstone. An eternal noun had already appeared in Shen Fengshu's mind. Is there any other song that can be so suitable for the occasion and describe the emotions of separation like this?
"The chilling cicadas are mournful. It's late in the pavilion, and the shower has just stopped. I'm drinking in the (Du) tent without any thoughts. I'm nostalgic, and the orchid boat is urging me to leave. Holding hands and looking at each other's tearful eyes, I'm speechless and choked. Thinking about it, it's thousands of miles away, and the mist is heavy at dusk. The sky is vast.
Since ancient times, sentimental feelings have been saddened by parting, and it is even more embarrassing to neglect the Qingqiu Festival! Where can I wake up tonight? Willow bank, dawn wind and waning moon. After so many years, it should be a good time and beautiful scenery. Even if there are thousands of customs, who can I tell them?"
A song called "Rain Lin Bell" is a farewell song.
Shen Fengshu changed one word and changed the word "Dumen" to "Chenmen". After all, Liu Sanbian said goodbye at the gate of Kyoto, so Shen Fengshu could only use the word "Chenmen", which is the entrance of the Shen family's old house. It can barely be considered appropriate for the occasion!
After writing the last stroke, the immeasurable aura of heaven and earth descended crazily, and the girls immediately saw a vision in the sky second only to several holy words.
The reluctant separation of a pair of huge figures of a man and a woman happened in the heart-wrenching world. Fortunately, it only happened in the heart-wrenching world, otherwise it would have caused an uproar outside. Xiaoman suddenly felt a little regretful, she really wanted to see what happened to Shen Xin. What did the elder brother write? But Xiaobai and Xiaoqing over there were very nimble. While bathing in the aura of heaven and earth, they quickly transferred it to a calligraphy scroll.
The new words are rolled up.
As the scroll was rolled up, the strange phenomena in the sky also disappeared, leaving only the majestic spiritual energy that showed that what everyone just saw was not an illusion. Then, the beautifully packaged scroll was delivered to Xiaoman.
Xiaoman stretched out his hand to grab it and carefully put it away. Looking at Shen Fengshu who was also reluctant to leave, Xiaoman finally gritted his teeth and turned around. A red ribbon suddenly appeared and wrapped around his whole body. His whole body turned into a stream of red light and escaped in the blink of an eye.
Shen Fengshu seemed to have lost his soul. He looked speechlessly in the direction Xiaoman left and made no move for a long time.
"Master!" After a while, Xiaobai said quietly: "Mrs. Xiaoman definitely doesn't want the master to be so depressed."
Shen Fengshu, who had almost turned into a stone statue, slowly came back to life. Indeed, Xiaoman definitely didn't want to be depressed from now on, so he still had to cheer up. "Sister Hu went to see Madam, she must have returned by now." Xiaobai saw the master. He had woken up from the parting atmosphere and said quickly: "They should be waiting for us in Moyue City now. Should we go over and meet Sister Hu?"
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At this time, find something for Shen Fengshu to do immediately, so that he will not continue to be immersed in the sadness of separation.
"Okay!" Xiaoman left, and Shen Fengshu didn't have any specific plans. Xiaobai reminded him that it would be good to go to Moyue City to meet Hu Lengshuang. At this time, not many people in Yunzhou would easily make up his mind. ?I just don’t know how Hu Lengshuang went to find Witch Zhiqing, how Zhiqing Witch reacted, and how Hu Lengshuang felt when she came back and saw her current situation.
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"Let's go!" I have all my belongings with me, and they are all in the world of satisfaction. There is nothing to deal with, so I can just leave.
There are magic weapons that can fly fast, but Shen Fengshu seems to only identify the big, stable chessboard. Xiaoqing controls the chessboard, and Xiaobai directs the clouds and mist, flying all the way to Moyue City without leaving any trace.
It's been so long since I came back from Dingzhou, and several months have passed. I guess not many people are still fixated on the matter of Jingshi Tower, right?
No one deliberately concealed their whereabouts along the way, but there was indeed no harassment along the way, and they arrived at Black Moon City smoothly.
After entering the city, except that the old people in the city looked at Shen Fengshu a little strangely, there were no other more special changes.
Sure enough, as Xiaobai expected, Hu Lengshuang had been waiting in Shen's Mansion in Moyue City for more than two months, and finally waited for Shen Fengshu and his party to return.
As soon as he got home, he saw Hu Lengshuang. Before he could figure out their respective experiences, Shen Fengshu saw the unruly young man in a red dress waiting there. The red dress was like blood, and his face was as pretty as flowers. Standing there, it looks like a red chrysanthemum standing proudly.