"Master, what do you plan to do next?" Having turned back to Gujing Pavilion, it seems unlikely that we will see Divine Spirit of Qian Qianzi again in a short time, doesn't it? Although this is indeed the norm for cultivators. Even close friends may not see each other for decades or even a hundred years, but lovers are quite different after all.
The bitterness of longing does not distinguish between immortals and mortals; pursuing a girl should be done while the iron is hot, within a short period. Who chases a fairy, stops halfway to enter retreat for a hundred years, and then continues the pursuit!
The Monk brought his palms together, gathering the Buddha's light and the chanting of scriptures: "First, I shall escort Divine Spirit of Qian Qianzi back to her cave mansion; the soul has been separated from the flesh body for too long, which is always unfavorable. Had it not been for waiting for the young friend to awaken, we would have left long ago."