Selling fairy paintings at the beginning, but being chased by the beautiful president

"Opportunities are invisible and intangible."

Zuo Qian asked, "Do you know how to get it?"

"do not know."

Zuo Qian showed disappointment on her face.

Chen Chang'an said: "But I think it's not enough for the two of us to stare at each other every day."

"How about that?"

"Husband and wife, of course we have to do something about husband and wife, otherwise what are we called couples?"

Zuo Qian's eyes were confused: "What about husband and wife?"

"That's right, think about it, you don't know how to get your chance, and I don't know, so what should I do?"

"Of course we have to go a step further."

"Do what a husband and wife should do, and the opportunity will come naturally?"

Zuo Qian was dubious: "Is that so, really?"

"Otherwise, what do you say?"

Zuo Qian shook her head: "I don't know..."

"Right, you don't know, and I don't know, so we can only study from the husband and wife."

"Then...how do we study?"

Chen Changan said: "Do you meditate like this every day? Don't you sleep?"

Zuo Qian said: "I have always been like this."

"Mother said that the road to sanctification is difficult, and you must not neglect it at all times, just like my Uncle Chen in your family. From morning to night, he has never given up on practicing. He is a role model for my generation."

"Cultivation is something like this, I think it's right to combine work and rest."

"Let me ask you, you practice every day, what state is it now?"

Zuo Qian said: "I have practiced for a very short time, only 20 years, and now I am only in the state of becoming a saint."

Zuo Qian sighed, "I reached the Saint Realm three years ago, and until today, I haven't made any breakthrough."

"Look, there is no breakthrough, right?"

"Why? It's because you are too diligent. There is a saying that haste makes waste."

"Being a person and doing things, don't be too greedy, the most important thing is to be normal."

"Normal mind? Can't be too greedy?"

Zuo Qian murmured, as if thinking of something, her eyes gradually lit up.

"Then tell me, what should I do?"

"Can you listen to me tonight?"

"You speak first."

"Are you listening?"

"Okay, I'll listen."

"Okay, don't practice tonight, let's go to bed."

Zuo Qian shook her head: "I don't have a bed here."

"I have it."

Chen Changan waved his hand, and a soft Simmons bed appeared out of thin air.

Zuo Qian was dumbfounded.

Chen Chang'an has stored a lot of things in the fairy painting world, and he can pull out dozens of such big beds anytime and anywhere.

"Go, go to bed."

Zuo Qian got up, walked to the bed and stopped.

"If you are tired, go to sleep, I will continue to practice."

"Look at you, I've said it all, haste makes waste, didn't you say it too, listen to me?"

"I... I'm still not used to it."

"People, no matter what they do, they get used to it slowly."

"Okay, then I'll tell you, this is also a kind of practice."

"Really?"

"of course."

"Well."

Zuo Qian sat by the bed in doubt.

"It's comfortable to lie down and sleep."

Chen Changan lay down on the big bed, and fell asleep soundly within a few minutes.

The next day, Chen Changan woke up and opened it to see that Zuo Qian was still sitting by the bed.

Seeing Chen Changan open his eyes, Zuo Qian asked, "Did you feel well last night?"

"It's alright."

Chen Changan stretched himself.

Zuo Qian blushed: "We've slept together, we're already a real couple, isn't my chance coming soon?"

"What what?"

Chen Changan was dumbfounded.

You sat by the bed all night, why did you get together?

"Miss Zuo, don't you know what married life is?"

Zuo Qian said: "Isn't the life of a married couple just to be together?"

"Together, but not like last night."

"What's that like?"

"You really don't understand?"

Zuo Qian looked at Chen Changan.

Looking at her innocent eyes, Chen Chang'an suddenly felt that she might really not know.

Living on this island, everyone is busy practicing every day, who will teach her common sense of life like this?

"A real couple's life is not like this."

"I'll teach you."

Chen Chang'an grabbed Zuo Qian's hand, and Zuo Qian ran away like being electrocuted.

The little face was flushed, like a red apple.

"Look at you, what are you doing? How can you get a chance like this?"

Zuo Qian hesitated for a long time, then sat back on the bed, blushing and stretched out her little hand.

Chen Changan took her little hand, kneaded it, and let her fall on the bed...

Just then, a voice came from outside.

"Qian'er!"

"mother!"

Zuo Qian hurriedly sat up and ran out.

Chen Changan also walked out.

I saw a Taoist nun standing in midair, and Chen Changan recognized it immediately.

Isn't this the Guan Mingyue I rescued yesterday, Miss Guan?

Wait!

She is Zuo Qian's wife?

Chen Changan's eyes widened.

Guan Mingyue glanced at Chen Chang'an, said nothing to Zuo Qian, "Qian'er, follow me."

"Yes, mother."

Zuo Qian flew into the sky and flew away with Guan Mingyue.

Chen Chang'an waited at the spot for a while, then returned to the main hall.

Chen Changan took out a breakfast from the Immortal Painting World and ate it.

The fruit on Penglai Island is close to the level of spiritual fruit, but in Chen Changan's opinion, it is far less delicious than the one summoned by Yunmeng.

As for filling his stomach, Chen Changan prefers to eat regular food.

He has stored a lot in the fairy painting world, enough for him to eat for several years.

It was not until an hour later that Zuo Qian returned to the main hall.

As soon as Zuo Qian came back, she stared at Chen Changan, making Chen Changan uncomfortable.

"Miss Zuo, why are you looking at me like this?"

"Just now my mother told me that she wants me to get in touch with you more, can you stop wandering away?"

"what?"

"When I am practicing, you have to be by my side. This means that we have been in touch."

"Oh, that's it, of course." Chen Changan agreed without hesitation.

"Thank you."

"If I become a saint, I will never forget you. After you die, I will engrave on your stele, beloved wife Zuo Qian."

Chen Changan: "..."

"Miss Zuo, how many levels do these practicing saints have?"

Zuo Qian showed four fingers: "Sage, half-sage, quasi-sage, saint."

"On this Penglai Island, there is only one true saint, and it is that saint who protects Penglai Island."

"I'm going to start practicing, remember, stay by my side."

"Okay, I remember."

Chen Changan nodded seriously.

Zuo Qian smiled at Chen Changan and sat cross-legged on the ground.

Not long after, Zuo Qian settled down.

Entering samadhi is a state in which one is ignorant of everything that happens in the outside world and fully understands the Dao wholeheartedly.

Chen Chang'an stayed by Zuo Qian's side for about an hour. He looked outside, thought for a while, stepped forward, picked Zuo Qian up, carried him on his shoulders, and walked out.