The young man from Nanxu, Fengshen, is handsome and has cold features.
He raised his eyes and glanced at her lightly, and said calmly: "The priests at the altar can only divination and ask the sky, but they can't tell the truth. But..."
He continued with a half-smile: "Your Fu family's 'Luoshu Mantra' seems to be able to do this. As long as Her Royal Highness the Princess controls her golden mouth, it will not come true."
Fu Jingci frowned again, "What are you talking about? Luoshu Mantra is the first law of heaven and earth. It can move mountains, expand seas, and turn things around. How can it be used so easily."
Furthermore, I am only in the Mahayana Heaven Realm now and cannot control the power of 'Luoshu Mantra' at all. "
A "mere" Mahayana heavenly realm?
The high priest of Nanxu and Lushangque both jumped up and down. It was like an ant yawning loudly.
The high priest of Nanxu, who was also in the Mahayana Heaven Realm but was already sixteen years old, felt inexplicably that an arrow had hit his knee, and was ridiculed by his junior sister.
But when he turned his head and casually looked at the eighteen-year-old Lu Shangque beside him, who was still in the Mahayana Mysterious Realm, he suddenly felt that he was not the one who had been ridiculed the most.
As the saying goes, only by comparison can you have a sense of superiority.
Nanxu sighed slightly: "However, this Lu Shangque regards his little princess as the sky and never disobeys her in the slightest. I am afraid that even if this girl says that the sky is crimson, he will think that the princess is right."
He came back to his senses and said calmly: "In short, when you broke through the realm, there was a big change, and the breath in the realm was not stable. Everything in Zhaoge City is under the control of the emperor and the officials in the court, so why do you need a ten-year-old Are you worried about the baby?"
Fu Jingci pointed at the child on the ground unconvinced, raised his eyebrows and asked, "Is this how he is managed? This child must be a refugee, right? Something happened to Tianchen, how could you not tell me."
Nanxu's eyebrows twitched slightly, "You also said that you are currently unable to use the mystical skills of speaking and speaking in the 'Luoshu Mantra'. So even if I tell you where there is a flash flood, what can you do at this time?"
The girl was startled and turned to look at the child on the ground.
"He is a child whose hometown was hit by floods? What about his parents?"
The child suddenly fell silent. His little fingers clenched the white jade incense burner so hard that it turned slightly green.
Nanxu didn't answer, but looked at Fu Jingci silently.
The two brothers and sisters had grown up almost together. With just one glance, she instantly understood the meaning of Nanxu's eyebrows.
She hung her head wilfully, as if she regretted mentioning this topic so directly in front of her children.
After a moment, she asked in a low voice with a hint of dissatisfaction: "What are you doing to punish him to kneel down?"
Nanxu held her forehead and sighed softly: "...Sister-in-law, disciples of the inner palace, everyone must kneel down quietly in front of the temple and worship the gods for an hour before entering. Have you not experienced this rule back then? Just eat and forget about it?"
Fu Jingci looked up in shock when he heard this.
"What? Inner palace disciple."
She had previously thought that this child was a little Taoist boy recruited into the outer palace by Nanxu due to a moment of weakness. If you are a disciple of the inner palace, you really need to burn incense, lift the cauldron, and devote yourself to worshiping the gods for an hour before entering the palace.
As a baby who was only three years old back then, and as a royal princess, she still never skipped this step.
It's just that she was too young at the time, and most of the details can't be remembered clearly now.
"So, you plan to teach him personally?"
Nanxu glanced at the child, shook his head slowly, and said, "He is still young, so he doesn't need me for the time being. The priests will first teach him the rules, etiquette, literacy, and observance of etiquette."
Fu Jingci muttered in a low voice, "Yes, he is too young. Is he really five years old?"
The child quickly raised his head and replied in a low voice, aggrievedly, "...Sister, Xiao Hui is seven years old!"
Nanxu chuckled softly and replied: "Yes, I have touched his bones and it turns out he is indeed seven years old. I think he was so thin because his family was poor when he was young, so he lacked food and clothing."
Fu Jingci's attention was attracted by the child's name.
"What? Xiao Hui? Is this your name?"
The child nodded obediently.
"Well, my name is Cheng Hui. The surname is Cheng, which means Hui Tu."
WTF?
Ashes of dust?
Although there is a folk saying that "a bad name makes a living," but what kind of name is this?
The young high priest and the young goddess of Shentai Palace both frowned and were speechless for a moment.
After a moment, Nanxu said in a deep voice and slowly, "Since he has joined the Shentai Palace from now on, he will be regarded as an outsider. It is better to change his name to a god."
Fu Jingci was thoughtful, then raised his eyebrows, smiled and knelt down again and asked the child:
"It is late autumn now. Since your name is Cheng Hui, then I will use the orange as 'orange, yellow, orange and green', the emblem of 'Golden emblem and jade' - which means rebirth in autumn, extraordinary and mundane. How wonderful. ?”
It's a pity that the child was too young, came from a poor background, and had not read much. At that time, he had no idea what the beautiful sister in front of him was talking about, and the rare elegance of Fu Jingci was lost in vain.
However, Nanxu rarely agreed with her and nodded in admiration.
"It's so good. It's a good name."
It’s also a good moral.
The girl raised her head proudly and smiled brightly.
"That's natural! Don't you see who I am? I'm Fu Jingci! The name I came up with is naturally the best in the world!"
She ignored Nan Xu's shake of her head and smiled helplessly, looking at the ignorant child again with a smile.
"Remember, from now on you will be called Cheng Hui - the disciple of the inner palace of Shentai Palace, the little Taoist priest Cheng Hui."
No longer a child without a home.
"But..."
Fu Jingci touched his chin, looked at the Lushang Bird, and murmured to himself: "I think the name Xiao Hui is also very cute, and has the same meaning as the little bird -"
She said with a smile: "Then I will still call you Xiao Hui, okay? This name is the only one I'm allowed to call you!"
Cheng Hui, who was only seven years old, stared blankly at the girl in front of him who was as bright and colorful as the sun, and subconsciously nodded in agreement.
"good."
Later, after an hour, the ceremony ended. The girl who was like a god took the child's hand and took him lively to the small kitchen of Zhaohua Palace, the temple where the goddess Qingxiu of Shentai Palace, and had a meal that the child had never eaten in his life. The most delicious food!
He never knew that there were such delicacies in the world.
In the days that followed, although the priests were responsible for most of Little Cheng Hui's daily homework, the divine goddess often came to visit him.
Sometimes, the goddess would give him unknown wild flowers picked outside Shentai Palace, sometimes it would be an unknown but delicious snack in Zhaoge City, and sometimes it would be an inelegant but very interesting food spread in the world. Drawing book......
Those things were not seen to be very precious. They were probably just ordinary things that the goddess saw and brought back in her bag. However, Orange Hui regarded them as treasures and carefully collected them in the best sandalwood box in her room.
Gradually, he most looked forward to seeing the little goddess.
But the goddess is really too busy. She is either in Zhaoge Imperial City, Zhaohua Hall of Shentai Palace, or taking her sword attendant to the Naming River to realize enlightenment.
As an ordinary inner palace disciple, it was not so easy for him to meet the goddess.
Later, he finally became a disciple of the high priest through hard work and became the disciple of the high priest and the nephew of the goddess.
He was so happy!
I thought that this time I could finally go to Zhaohua Hall and see my junior uncle often, but I didn’t expect it...
The goddess has already surpassed the Immortal in one step and became the "Thousand-year-old Sword Immortal". She has also become the youngest master of the Immortal Realm in hundreds of years.
She took Lu Shangque, the half-stepped "Golden Platform" in the void, to travel around the world, discussing swords and enlightenment, and rarely stayed in the Shentai Palace again.
Over the years, Cheng Hui gradually became the young genius Taoist priest in the eyes of the disciples inside and outside the Shentai Palace, and later, he became the "Master Shaosi" praised by everyone.
However, what they don't know is that Cheng Hui actually just wants to be the "little gray" the goddess calls him.
He is willing to be the "little gray" for his junior uncle.
It doesn't matter for a lifetime.
