Du Kuangfeng was really puzzled. He knew that naming a monster would cause some damage to himself.

But this loss mostly comes from the contracts signed. For example, when Feng Que conquered Mo Zuo and followed him, the name granting was part of establishing the title of the master and servant. At the cost, Feng Que had a part of his spiritual consciousness permanently handed over to these two monsters.

But he did not do such a thing to Jia Guheng.

He just gave it a name.

Or are monsters from outside the domain more special?

But Feng Wan didn't react after naming the demon fox who came from Youdu Mountain...

Or is this price related to the cultivation of the monster?

Several questions were confused in Du Canfeng's mind. Wei Xingzhen had closed his eyes and calmed down, looking like he didn't want to speak for the time being.

After a while, Wei Xingzhen stood up. Although he was soaked in sweat at this moment, his expression was still exhausted, but the breath of being unaware of people on his body in the past was back.

Wei Xingzhen looked around, "Is this the spiritual tower you built before?"

"The spiritual tower is still deeper in the mountain." Du Qiangfeng replied, "Come on?"

"Let's go."

The two walked deeper together.

Du Kuangfeng was still thinking about the past, and suddenly a flash of inspiration appeared in his mind. He remembered that although the name Sanqiansu had been called in Feng's mansion, the little fox himself might not have really recognized it.

"That's right, the Feng family's demon fox called the three thousand years old-fashioned one--"

"He probably doesn't have a name yet," Wei Xingzhen replied, "There are very few monsters outside the domain who have names."

really……

Du Qiangfeng looked at him, "Who gave your name?"

"I don't know." Wei Xingzhen replied, "After the first thousand years passed, the name and the first Shi Xuan will appear on the Thunder Monument together. It is unclear who came up with it."

Du Kuangfeng thought about it for a while.

If the series of lightning strikes just now were really directed at him, it would be hard to guess the possible reason behind it - it was nothing more than that he interfered with his affairs and did something that he shouldn't have done, which attracted heaven's punishment.

There was a chill behind Du Xuanfeng, and he moved his shoulders a few times to calm himself down.

But if you say it out, Datian just gave him a name, and he actually attracted Tianlei to take his life?

Why is this...

"What name did you give him?" Wei Xingzhen asked.

"Just my previous name, Xiaoshan." Du Qiangfeng replied, "This monster tastes very good. He doesn't want the names I thought seriously, and in the end he fell in love with this one."

After many years, he heard the word "small hill" again. Wei Xingzhen raised his eyebrows slightly, remembering the fact that he had nothing to do in his life and went to Jinling to collect disciples with Bai Wuji. At that time, Du Kuangfeng was still a voluptuous boy, with his hair disguised all day long and provoked trouble in the streets and alleys.

Now that the person in front of me is over fifty years old, his hair has lost a lot than that at that time. The only long hair that has remained has become white and rough, so he can barely tied with a hairpin.

The wrinkles on his forehead were deep and shallow, and his cheeks were a little sunken than when he was young, and he had already shown a slight old look.

In the blink of an eye, today's young man will grow old tomorrow... Wei Xingzhen suddenly felt a sudden sadness in her heart - will A Yan be like this?

Yes, it will.

She will grow old day by month and eventually turn into dust.

The only A Yan in the world can only stay in the world for decades in the end.

What should I do in the future?

"When Xiaying was caught, a little girl suddenly called Xiaoshan, which shocked me..." Du Xiangfeng sighed, "This day has passed in a flash."

Wei Xingzhen suddenly remembered something, "Did you give away the dressing box back then?"

Du Huanfeng's mouth sank slightly, "Yeah, I've given it."

"Has she accepted it?"

"No, I've returned it to me, and there is also a song "Chao Zhongcuo Mei" inside."

Wei Xingzhen glanced at Du Huanfeng, "What does she mean by writing this to you?"

Du Huanfeng reached out and grabbed his head, "It's just that she doesn't like me."

Wei Xingzhen frowned, "I don't understand."

Du Kuangfeng had his hands staggered, holding the back of his head, "There is another name in "Chao Zhongcuo", called "Zhaojiang Mei". The whole poem also talks about plum blossoms.

"When I was in Jinling in the past, I remember A Shu liked plum blossoms the most - she had known that with her own temperament, she was destined to be as lively as a girl from another family. Later, when she married from Jinling to Chang'an, she really became the cold plum blossoms blooming alone in Ling Han."

Du Kangfeng paused, "But, although this was tortuous, her heart was cold and she didn't want to mention it again."

"Why don't you like you?" Wei Xingzhen said, "When she was in Jinling, she really fell in love with He Yunzhou. When she arrived in Chang'an, wouldn't she see He's true face clearly? She doesn't want to mention the past again, and she may not be willing to give you another chance?"

Du Huanfeng shook his head, "I will recite this lyrics for you again?"

"you say."

Du Kuangfeng took a breath and chanted in a low voice, "At the end of the moon in the river, the new poems and old dreams, the lonely and regretful fragrance, no matter the spring breeze... I have known the Eastern Emperor first."

Wei Xingzhen glanced at Du Xuanfeng with quite sympathy.

He didn't pay much attention to Ji Shu's affairs back then, but he had always been in and out with Du Kuangfeng, so he couldn't help but have some impression of this person. If Ji Shu had compared herself with plums, the first verse of the poem was a sad wind and rain, which was her looking back on the past bleak life experience. However, the next verse changed the pen. I've struggled and read that part, so I didn't regret or self-pity, and my spirit of neither regret nor self-pity would be vividly revealed on the paper.

If it is put on others, it may be just an ordinary self-explanation, and it is placed in a reply letter to Du Xuanfeng... It is indeed a shady rejection - after all, after moving to Luoyang, Du Xuanfeng came to visit him with the name of caring about his old friend, and Ji Shu never opened the door for him once.

Wei Xingzhen focused on it for a while, "What is Donghuang...?"

"Sichun's God Dongjun. The plum blossoms bloom in the cold. Although I can't see the spring breeze, I am also the earliest messenger to celebrate spring."

"I'm not asking this." Wei Xingzhen said, "I mean, in Ji Shu's reply, what is she referring to with Donghuang?"

Du Kuangfeng did not answer.

He had long thought about this question. Over the years, he had obtained many and many answers. But now that this man has passed away, his guesses are no longer confirmed by himself.

The two walked along the mountain road in silence. The spiritual energy around them became more and more abundant, and the aisle became brighter and brighter.

Until a turn, the dirt road under the two men turned into a hanging wooden plank road, and they finally saw the huge spiritual tower in the mountain.
Chapter completed!