phoenix twin knot

It was half-bright, and the soul-suppressing incense added at night had already been burned out.The remaining heat of the embers warms the censer and exudes an elegant fragrance.Shu Jiu dreamed of Fang Su, with sleepy eyes and a faint smile on his mouth.Probably because of holding the phoenix, he actually dreamed of the scene when he fell asleep leaning on the Buddha sect 300 years ago.The soft touch back then is still firmly engraved in my heart.

No wonder, after all, I have never slept on such a soft and comfortable pillow.

Bowing his head, Fengzi was still sleeping, so cute that one couldn't help but kiss her.Shu Jiu took Fengzi into his arms again, ready to go back to sleep.

Fengzi is lively, once he wakes up, there is no reason to go back to sleep. Seeing his mother still sleeping, he was afraid that the noise would frighten him, so he asked softly, "Mother, are you awake?"

Shu Jiu opened his eyes, saw Fengzi Gululu's eyes were wide open, and said with a smile: "Wake up."

"Where does mother want to go today?" Fengzi felt that being hugged by mother was too comfortable, and he was not in a hurry to get up, so he just snuggled into Shu Jiu's arms and talked to him, "there is a cave in the back mountain, and the big rocks inside are so strange and beautiful. There are small glowing fish and stones. Have you ever brought your mother to see them before?"

He has seen cave milkstone, crystal mica, and even underground spiritual roots and springs when he traveled in the mortal world.It's just that I have never seen the karst cave in the inner mountain of Fenghuang. I am just curious. This inner mountain is originally the Floating Cloud Fairy Mountain. If there is an underground spring, where should the water flow?Shu Jiu saw that Fengzi was in high spirits, as if he had hidden a great treasure and was determined to surprise him, so he couldn't help laughing and said, "Never."

Fengzi proudly said: "I knew it. Dad is too stingy, he didn't even take mother to see it."

Shu Jiu rubbed Fengzi's little head, and said: "Xiao Jing, I swallowed you into my belly by accident, and I conceived you as a last resort. So you were not born by me. Your mother is Wucai Xiangluan, you Follow your mother, so it is Little Caifeng."

Mo Jing pursed her mouth and leaned straight into Shu Jiu's arms. She rubbed her eyes hard on the skirt of her shirt a few times, and it turned red and wet immediately, "Mother is mother, mother is mother. You are mother, that is..."

Hearing that Fengzi's voice had changed, Shu Jiu hurriedly dug the doll out of his arms to take a good look at it. When he saw his eyes were red and ready to cry, he was so distressed that he hugged him quickly, and said softly: "Okay, okay Don't cry, it's mother, it's mother..."

Mo Jing responded in a low voice, her heart blossoming with joy.

There are so many books in the Book Pavilion, I don't know how many there are. When reading through the collection 300 years ago, I remembered that there were a few books that talked about ways to nourish the soul, so Mo Heng looked for them carefully.

Three souls and seven souls, if they are separated from the body of the living soul, they will be ghosts.A medicine dish for raising ghosts can be used as a vessel, but for nourishing the soul, the body of the soul must be born.Create seven emotions and six desires, sharpen the mind and entertain thoughts, calm the mind and clear the breath, do not exert energy and not damage the body. After a while, you can calm the soul and calm the soul, just like ordinary people.But it will take some time, I don't know how long it will be.However, he could afford to wait.

Mo Heng was thinking about the method of cultivating his soul, he had arrived in front of the hall, raised his hand and was about to push the door, but in the end he only knocked a few times, waiting for someone to answer the door.

Shu Jiu heard the knock on the door, knew it was Fozong, bowed his head and said to Fengzi: "Fozong is here, hurry up?"

Fengzi hummed, got up, jumped out of bed, and without putting on his shoes, went to the door to open the door for daddy. Before the door was opened, he yelled loudly: "Dad! Last night, mother said that she likes daddy. Tonight Dad can go back to bed."

Shu Jiu, who was about to stay on the bed and search for his coat and outer robe, lost his footing and fell heavily to the ground.

Mo Heng touched Mo Jing's small head, his brows and eyes slightly curved, "Yes, I see."

Shu Jiu couldn't get up for a moment.After finally getting up, he still felt that his standing was not stable, so Shu Jiu sat on the side of the couch again, slowly recovering.

Mo Heng hugged Fengzi in his arms, let Fengzi croak in his ear, watched Shu Jiu get up slowly, and then sat down slowly while leaning on the edge of the couch, he couldn't help but cock his mouth.Fengzi chattered for a long while, just wanting to take Shu Jiu to the cave below. Seeing that Shu Jiu was still sitting on the couch, Mo Heng put Fengzi down and said, "Since you want to go, why not?" Just go and call your mother."

Seeing that Fozong answered, Mo Jing happily tugged on his sleeve and asked, "Is dad going with you too?"

"Ah."

Mo Jing ran up to Shu Jiu, grabbed his sleeve and wanted to climb onto the couch.Shu Jiu was so shocked that he regained his senses, he quickly possessed himself and hugged Mo Jing into his arms, "Slow down, slow down, don't fall."

Fengzi put his arms around Shu Jiu's neck and said with a smile: "Mother, Dad just agreed to accompany us to see the cave. Do you want to see it?"

Looking at the wide-open eyes of the doll, Shu Jiu couldn't help pinching Fengzi's chubby cheeks, "Okay, let's go and see."

Mo Jing got up and gave Shu Jiu a kiss.

Seeing that the two of them got along so intimately, Mo Heng was also happy.I'm afraid that Fengzi will be lazy in Shu Jiu's arms.

Although the phoenix is ​​originally a divine bird, it has an advantage in blending with the aura of heaven and earth, but if you don't practice diligently, you will lose the spirit of the divine bird after a long period of time.Therefore, in the past, Fengzi had morning classes early in the morning to practice breathing, strengthen muscles and bones, and hammer a hundred qi to gather aura.But because of the soul-changing incident, the morning class was suspended for more than a month.Seeing Feng Zi wandering around all day and not thinking about making progress, Mo Heng felt that it was necessary to beat and beat, "Mo Jing, take the morning class first, and then go to the cave in the afternoon."

Mo Jing huddled in Shu Jiu's arms helplessly.Shu Jiu hugged Fengzi tightly with both arms, and looked at Fozong hesitantly.

Mo Heng looked at Shu Jiu, and said slowly: "Don't let him mess around, the morning class is also for his own good."

Shu Jiu pulled Fengzi out of his arms, rubbed his little head, and said softly: "Go, your father is doing it for your own good too."

Fengzi looked displeased, and angrily slid into Shu Jiu's arms and slid to the ground, took his own robe and put it on, and walked out old-fashionedly with his hands behind his hands, complaining in a low voice: "Mother will believe what Dad says, and even a little bit of opinion is useless." No, hum!"

Shu Jiu watched Fengzi swaying out of the bedroom, and laughed so hard that he fell down.Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Fozong still standing in the hall, felt a little offended, and wanted to hold back his laughter, but couldn't hold back.He was so embarrassed that he was almost choking.

Mo Heng took a good look at it for a while, and saw that Shu Jiu had stopped before saying: "Shu Jiu, actually you don't have to be so cautious."

Shu Jiu was flattered when he heard Fozong calling his name, "Fozong?"

"Mo Heng, the ink of pen, ink, paper and inkstone, Heng Heng's Heng." Mo Heng looked at Shu Jiu, saying every word, for fear that he might mishear and miss.

Shu Jiu was taken aback for a moment, and immediately understood, "Shu Jiu is honored to know the name of the Buddhist sect."

Mo Heng was speechless for a while, and stood there for a while without embarrassment, searching his guts and finding nothing to talk to, so he left the dormitory on the pretext of supervising Fengzi's morning class.

Mo Jing is still young, his mind is not mature, and he can't practice any Dao Xin Buddhism.Only practice external skills and the most basic technique of breathing and breathing, so as to temper yourself to master the aura.

Practice a set of punches first.It's not very fast, the posture is slow and concentrated, and the strength is calm. Every move, every style, and every style are traceable and can be studied at a glance.

When Shu Jiu tidied up everything and looked at it, the fist had reached the second half of the punch, the punch was already in motion, and there was an occasional wind sound between his sleeves.Shu Jiu looked at it for a while, and used the fist that refers to Jianhua as the sword gesture to make a few moves, which are indeed incomparable.

Mo Heng was at the side, watching Shu Jiu's gestures, knowing that he was interested in boxing, he said: "This boxing is derived from the Wanxiang Sutra, if you can understand it, you can also use it as a sword." After falling, he handed a thin book to Shu Jiu.

Shu Jiu then turned a few pages.The paper is still brand new, and the ink still has a delicate fragrance.According to the Buddhist sect, the Vientiane Sutra should have been passed down for a long time, so why is there such a brand-new scripture?

"I just copied it recently." Seeing that Shu Jiu was puzzled, Fozong replied in time.

Shu Jiu took a closer look at the handwriting, the small script, the strokes are soft, exuding a refreshing style.

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Mo Heng: Mo Jing, come to morning class.

Fengzi: Mother...

Shu Jiu: (Hold Fengzi, watch Buddhist sect)

Mo Heng: It's for his own good.

Shu Jiu: Xiao Jing, let's go.

Mo Jing: ...

Mo Heng: Mo Jing, come to dig coal.

Fengzi: Mother...

Shu Jiu: (Hold Fengzi, watch Buddhist sect)

Mo Heng: It's for his own good.

Shu Jiu: Xiao Jing, let's go.

Fengzi: Mother!Why do you have no opinion at all!

Mo Heng: My husband?