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After scrubbing, they changed into clean clothes and walked silently towards the stone palace in the center of Shambhala. Moonlight has already adjusted her state, it's just that her footsteps are a little brisk, and she is no longer too excited.

There are many people in the same costumes inside and outside the stone palace. After seeing them, Moonlight suddenly understood what kind of group of people the "they" Xiao En mentioned before—

If the state of mind of the world is compared with water, some people are like a winding river, rushing in a hurry; some people are like a waterfall falling into a pool, vigorous and noisy;

And the "they" here... can be felt from the outside, their state of mind is like a clear pool without waves. The water in this pool is so calm that one can easily see things at the bottom of the pool through the water. Their hearts remain transparent and peaceful.

Before, Moonlight couldn't understand what Xiao En said, what was so strange about the person who was not afraid of the storm and the person who ate bread quietly. Only then did he understand the meaning: if the concentration of the souls of the explorers in the story is used as a metaphor, their cultivation is quite deep and quite rare.

Xiao En walked into the stone palace, his steps gradually became slow and solemn. There is a hall in the center of the stone palace. Many oil lamps are lit on the two walls of the hall, and the oil lamps illuminate the three old men in the center. They just sit quietly.

The old man in the middle even had gray eyebrows, and opened his eyes because of Xiao En's arrival: "You're here again—

"This time, don't you look for things here?" The old man hunched slightly, with a peaceful face.

"No. What I'm really looking for is not outside." Sean leaned forward, "It's a pity that I woke up a little late."

The wise man of Shambhala smiled, and the lights in his eyes lit up. He nodded in relief: "Only with reverence can one wake up. As long as one wakes up, it's not too late.

"Actually, all detours are the only way to go." He pointed to one side, where there were two empty stone platforms: "Sit down."

Moonlight understood the old man's gesture, and gently tugged at Xiao En: "I'm coming too?"

"It's all here." Sean pulled the moonlight, and pressed the pianist who hadn't figured out the situation on the stone platform, "Feel it."

"What do you feel? I still want to find Lian..." Before Na could say the word, Xiao En frowned. Moonlight suddenly realized that if she wanted to get to know Lian Na, she might not be able to disobey Xiao En, so she had to sit down helplessly...

After they sat down, the copper bell was rang, and Qingyue passed through the body like water waves, as if the body had also become transparent. Sean closed his eyes sweetly as if he had been waiting for this moment for a long time.

Moonlight squinted at his companion who was enjoying it, sighed helplessly, and closed his eyes heavily. Although he complied with Xiao En's wishes, his brows were still furrowed.

More than an hour later, after finishing their first meditation, the two bid farewell to the wise man and walked out of the stone palace.

"Do you feel it?" Sean put his hands behind his back, as if he had never been so relaxed.

"What do you feel?!" Moonlight walked in a strange posture, "My legs are numb! I can't understand what he said! Sean, have you forgotten? I can't understand the words here!..."

"Listen carefully, you will understand." Sean said seriously.

"Okay, okay! Listen carefully! I'll listen carefully next time!" Moonlight felt that he could finally start what he was thinking about. He touched his uncontrollable heartbeat, "Can I go see Lian Na now?"

That smile is like a fragrance, lingering in the heart of the moonlight. If it wasn't for recalling that smile repeatedly, Moonlight might not be able to sit with Sean for so long.

"Are you really going to find her?" Sean asked, "Some things may not be as good as you think."

"Not as beautiful as I thought? What do you mean? Is there any problem with Lian Na?"

"It's not a problem...Even in Shambhala, she is a first-class beauty. And she happens to be unmarried."

"What's so bad about that? It's so beautiful, isn't it?!"

"Moonlight." Sean stopped in his tracks to make sure his partner was listening, "Have you ever thought that everything will change? You used to think about what you wanted, but it would end up annoying you?" Sean seemed Talk about your previous experiences.

"Oh, come on, Sean!" Moonlight was in a hurry, took two steps forward, and then turned around, "Don't give me the 'wise man' thing! I'm not a wise man, and I don't want to be. I just A layman! I just want to know her!

"You want to learn to meditate, you want to understand, you go to learn, I just want to enjoy life!"

Sean blinked, and muttered in plateau language to repeat what the wise man said just now: "All detours are the only way to go..."

He smiled for a moment, and walked forward calmly: "Okay, I won't torture you anymore, I will take you to see her."

Moonlight cheered: "Sean, good guy! Always my good guy!"

When I saw Lianna again, she was helping her mother prepare meals at home. When she saw Moonlight walk into the house, her big eyes were obviously agitated and shy. Flickering, dodging, and then couldn't help peeking for a while. Moonlight is like walking into a dream, and the state is a little erratic.

Sean kindly introduced himself and Moonlight to Lianna's family. The residents of Shambhala are warm and hospitable, they are welcomed and entertained. Although Moonlight and Lianna didn't understand each other, with Xiao En's help, they got to know each other initially.

In the following days, Yueguang completely fell in love with Lian Na. After settling down in Shambhala with Sean, he determined to learn the plateau language.

Having witnessed this relationship many times, Sean still has to sigh: the way love works is always unexpected - the two people who do not understand the language at first can fall in love.

Sometimes, they express some subtle feelings with the simple language of children. Sometimes, communicate with gestures and expressions, and giggle from time to time. Most of the time, the two didn't say anything, just stared at each other quietly. In total love, UU reads www.uukanshu. COM language communication doesn't seem to be that important. Just relying on the other party's smile, eyesight and occasional contact, you can spend a sweet time.

Moonlight is busy falling in love in the world's most hidden and magical city. And Xiao En is also busy, he will go to the Stone Palace every morning, learn from the wise man with the most reverent attitude, listen to the teachings, and practice meditation. During this process, he restrained all impetuousness and delusion, devoted himself to practicing the skill that makes the soul as clear as a mirror, and tried to completely let go of the past of constantly chasing the Ark of Eternal Night...

In Shambhala, Moonlight discovered a very strange thing: the moon here is not green, it is as clear as snow. This gave the moonlight a very strange feeling, as if the moon should be like this.

It was only after he knew some plateau language and chatted with Lianna under the moon that he learned a legend in Shambhala: In some worlds, the moon is a scorching yellow; The red that creates fear; in this world, it is the quiet and strange green...

According to the legend of Shambhala, the color of the moon reflects the mood of the whole world.

Only in Shambhala, no matter which world’s Shambhala—the moon presents its natural color, which is a clear and simple light.

When he heard this legend, Moonlight was not too shocked by it. What shocked him at the time was the flickering light in Lian Na's eyes. In silence, their eyes were tightly glued together. Under the moon, their heads were getting closer and closer...

Lovers are always like this, forgetting the vastness and richness of the outside world, always thinking that everything is prepared for this moment, and the moon lights up to illuminate the two of them.

At that time, Sean sat quietly indoors, with no wind and no waves by the candlelight on the wall.

Time flies by in Shambhala.

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