Chapter 985 Fufeng

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Who didn’t have a martial arts dream when they were young? The martial arts genre was particularly prosperous in the generation she grew up in, and martial arts classics were frequently published, all of which spoke of the chivalrous justice in everyone's hearts. The impact on people of her generation was unprecedentedly huge. Even if not all of them were loyal and courageous, they would inevitably have a trace of chivalrous tenderness in their hearts.

Later, martial arts never saw its past glory, and the popular genre that carried its final glory also declined with it. From this, a new era emerged. But how could the marks left by the past be wiped out so easily.

In the minds of many people, those dusty past still retain their unforgettable memories.

Ningxia was also one of them. She could never forget the stories with the scent of ink that she was crazy about and the mysterious world hidden in the pages. Although she was penniless at the time and couldn't even afford a page of paper.

But she couldn't resist her enthusiasm.

copy.

Bookstores, classmates, and even fellow teachers would write down each section, and finally bundle them together into different categories.

The resources of the orphanage are really limited, and even paper and pens can only be obtained in limited quantities. She often exceeds this limit because of this special hobby, and ends up picking up waste paper or half-damaged pen refills to use.

This passion lasted her entire adolescence. It wasn't until college, when she half-stepped into society and truly experienced the cruelty of life, that she gradually pulled away.

But after she gained a firm foothold, she looked back and found that her former spiritual home and sustenance had long since disappeared, and had been in decline for a long time.

Now is the world of the new century.

But Ningxia is not the kind of person who indulges in cold and sorrow. Since the world has changed, she will naturally change too. No matter when and where she is, her heart for the world of words will never change.

Instead of traditional popular works, she still has serious literature; without rigorous science fiction masterpieces, she still has imaginative fantasy literature; without the wonderful world of martial arts, she still has the mysterious and treacherous cultivation civilization...

Culture is never monolithic, and nothing is irreplaceable. How to create something from scratch is the real proposition that literati need to think about.

However, occasionally when she dreams back at midnight, some ghost images with the traces of time will appear in her mind. The emotion of youthfulness and ignorance, the hazy and lingering trance, will make her feel that everything seems... and... Not far away.

Now, she is in a whole new world. A world completely different from modern society, experiencing some wonderful deeds that most ordinary people could not imagine before, and starting a new life.

The chivalrous sentiment that once died with the passage of time and glitz seems to be gradually showing signs of recovery.

When she heard True Lord Yuanheng mention his name, the chord in her heart was really touched.

Under the eyes of the other party, Ning Xia slowly nodded.

"That's called Fufeng... Fufeng means strong wind. Therefore, there are three auxiliary places, and many heroic people come out. There are even more powerful people who say, "Fufeng is a powerful man, and his will can move mountains. "The poems and articles are sung all over the world. I also hope that you will be on the same level from now on, and soar upward with the wind. How about it?"

Well, Ningxia was scared, really surprised. She thought about many possibilities, various fonts suitable for female cultivators, including fonts with beautiful meanings, such as Shu, XX Zhen and so on. But I never thought about this...

Fufeng, it does sound familiar.

As long as it lingers in your throat, you can quickly recall where this familiar feeling comes from.

Fufeng, Fufeng and weak willow, aren’t you familiar with it?

This word often appears in the film, and is often used to describe a woman's slender posture. To be honest, the initial impression she gave her was not very good.

But this Fufeng is not that Fufeng. The "Fufeng" mentioned by Zhenjun Yuanheng completely broke her inherent impression and brought her a completely different understanding than before. It turns out that "Fufeng" also has this meaning.

If one goes by the description of Zhenjun Yuanheng, this name is not only not delicate at all, but also very heroic. In line with the context, a strong wind blows in his face.

What do you think of Ningxia? She was really flattered.

Although I can’t say that I like it, I can tell that I really thought about it.

Ningxia and Jinlin are different. Jin Lin was his disciple, so it was natural for him to worry about his name.

She is not an official disciple. It is said that granting a title is not something that True Monarch Yuan Heng has to worry about. It should be a qualification that only the closest teacher has. This is also why Zhenjun Yuanheng was so cautious at the beginning.

Because he was afraid that Ningxia would refuse, and he was also worried that it would conflict with the wishes of the other teacher, who was unknown to him. Wouldn't it be embarrassing to give it directly without understanding the situation?

He was actually looking forward to it. Hope to establish this weak connection with this child who has no relationship with him as a master and apprentice.

Fortunately... Zhenjun Yuanheng couldn't explain what the complexity was that flashed through his heart.

The other party repeated it several times, with a strange expression on his face, but no rejection at all, which made him feel a little relieved.

This is the first time he has given a title to someone else, and he has never done this in the past hundreds of years.

It would be really embarrassing if the other party doesn't like it after you give it a name.

"Thank you, True Lord, for giving me the title. Disciple, I accept it." The other party bowed his head solemnly. This time, True Lord Yuanheng received the gift impartially from beginning to end. In this way, this number can be considered implemented.

"...Master, the name you gave to junior sister is really...Pfft, the meaning is indeed good and grand, but is it too heroic?"

True Lord Yuanheng frowned, and there was a slight dissatisfaction between his brows: "Why?" In order to pick a name, he even went through the classics and rosters in the past two days, just to give these two little babies a satisfactory name. The account is not too popular, so why would there be a problem?

It seems that this guy has been copying formations less recently. Jin Lin never expected that he would be recorded in Yuan Heng's small book as soon as he succeeded.

no Zuo no Die. Jin Lin is now actively jumping on the edge of temptation, let us put some wax on him in our hearts.

"Think about it, if one day Junior Sister forms an elixir and has a baby, wouldn't others want to call her Fufeng Zhenren or Fufeng Zhenjun? Delicacy does lose her beauty. Junior Sister's beautiful features and eyes should be given a name that matches her. ." After speaking, the other party gave her a teasing look.

Haven't you given up the title of Fairy XX yet? ! Ningxia wanted to say that she really didn't need this, could she let her go...

What makes Ningxia even more horrified is that Zhenjun Yuanheng actually hesitated... hesitated? !

Ning Xia was so frightened that she shook her head and said that Fufeng was very good and she didn't want anything else.

Just let her go, okay?