"We should have a more majestic name!"

Uncle Junior: "I have figured it out, my name is Zhao Xuan."

Black Wolf: "Your name is not majestic at all."

Uncle Junior: "Then what kind of majestic name do you want to win? The Black King?"

The black wolf despises: "Vulgar! It's too vulgar! I don't want such a vulgar daimyo! I heard from those scholars that daimyo is not only majestic but also elegant."

Uncle Junior: "Oh, then what kind of majestic and elegant name do you want?"

Heilang thought for a while and said, "I have seen an old Taoist priest before. His name is good, and it is Qingxuzi. I have a relationship with him, so I'll call him Lingxuzi."

Uncle Master heard Heilang mention this paragraph.

When the black wolf was still a little wolf, he was trapped in a hunter's trap and was rescued by an old Taoist priest.

The old Taoist priest took care of the Black Wolf for a while, and after the Black Wolf recovered, he was released into the mountains and forests.

The black wolf often caught wild animals such as pheasants and rabbits to thank the old Taoist. After knowing that the old Taoist did not eat meat, the black wolf dug up the Ganoderma lucidum on the mountain to thank the old Taoist.

The old Taoist thought that the black wolf was very spiritual, so he often recited the Taoist scriptures for the black wolf.

Black Wolf has been influenced by Taoist scriptures all year round and has a very good impression of Taoist sects. This is also the main reason why he does not eat people.

Later, when the Taoist priest was old and died, the black wolf returned to the depths of the mountains and forests and never visited the Taoist temple again.

The uncle nodded: "This is a good name."

Black Wolf said to the junior uncle: "Actually, I have thought of a name for you."

The uncle was curious: "What is it?"

Black Wolf: "Your skin is white, so I think it's better for you to call the White Showman."

Uncle Master: “…”

A white-clothed handsome man? Ling Xuzi?

Uncle Master can’t remember who it is for a single name.

But the two are put together!

wipe!

Aren’t these two friends of the Black Bear Spirit, two unlucky monsters who were beaten to death by Sun Wukong?

These two monsters are really pitiful.

They don’t eat people, but because they have a good relationship with the black bear spirit, they are killed by Sun Wukong when they go to the "Buddha Clothing Club" of the black bear spirit.

As a result, the culprit, the black bear spirit, did not die, but was taken away by Guanyin and became the mountain guardian of the purple bamboo forest.

Really miserable!

The only thing that is the two monsters have no background!

The uncle sighed deeply.

I didn't expect that my game character would be a cannon fodder!

Cannon fodder is just cannon fodder!

Anyway, uncle has played many cannon fodder characters, and every time he played it, he ended up with a wonderful ending!

Now that he has become a white-clothed showman, he will never let himself and Black Wolf end up in the original work.

Not to mention that they have already had friendship with the Great Sage and have helped the Great Sage, because of this, the Great Sage will not attack them.

Just say that they have martial arts that suit them now, and it will take more than 500 years to officially start Journey to the West. These five hundred years are enough for them to improve their strength to a considerable level.

Even if he is not Sun Wukong's opponent, he may be easily killed by Sun Wukong.

The uncle of the junior master stared at the black wolf. In the past five hundred years, he must stare at the black wolf and work harder to improve his strength and never let this guy be beaten to death by the Great Sage as soon as he appears.

The black wolf was shocked by the uncle's gaze and said, "Sir White, why are you watching me like this?"

"Don't call me this name." said the junior teacher, "I don't like this name, I still like the name Zhao Xuan."

Black Wolf was a little disappointed: "But I really think that the white-clothed Xiushou is more elegant and more pleasant than Zhao Xuan!"

Uncle Junior: "But I just like the name Zhao Xuan."

Black Wolf compromised: "Okay, okay, then I will call you Zhao Xuan from now on. Really, you are obviously wearing white, why do you have to give a black name?"

Uncle Junior: "I like it, just as you like the name Ling Xuzi."

Heilang: "Well, then you can call me Ling Xuzi from now on."

The junior uncle nodded: "Ling Xuzi, let's start practicing."

Ling Xuzi: "Now? Don't you rest for a while?"

Uncle Junior: "A great man once said something, and I think it makes sense."

Ling Xuzi asked curiously: "What are you talking about?"

The uncle of the junior teacher: "The world turns, time is forcing. Ten thousand years is too long, so I have to seize the day."

Ling Xuzi couldn't help but feel respect!

Of course, it is impossible to practice only two.

In his spare time in his cultivation, the uncle of the junior teacher DIY gave out farm tools and kitchen utensils, took Ling Xuzi to open fields on the plains in the mountains, and then grew food and seasonings by himself.

After Ling Xuzi had eaten the barbecue made by the uncle of his seasoning, he was more enthusiastic than the uncle of his master. He waved the hoe and made a afterimage, and soon a large field was opened.

One day, a woodcutter went into the mountain to chop wood, accidentally lost his way, and walked into the deep mountains.

He thought he would encounter terrible danger, and was very scared. He thought he would die in the mountains this time, and only pity his old mother, young son and wife in his family.

Without him, how can they live?

As a result, the lights and flowers were dark, and the woodcutter did not encounter the terrible beasts, but only saw two very beautiful boys clearing land and farming in the mountains.

The farm tools they used made the woodcutter's eyes straight.

Although he was a woodcutter, he still had a small acre of thin fields at home, and understood how important the quality of the farm tools was to farming the farmland.

The plows that the two teenagers pushed and pulled were much more convenient and practical than the ones the farmers made now.

What kind of plow is this?

The woodcutter forgot his fear, rushed down the mountain, ran to the two teenagers, and asked them about the plow.

The boy in black said carelessly: "This is called the Quyuan Plough, which was made by my brother."

The woodcutter looked at the boy in white with a bright look: "This little brother, can you tell me how this is made?"

The young man in white, the junior uncle, smiled: "Of course, I can also give you a prepared curved plow. But there is a condition."

The woodcutter hurriedly asked, "What conditions? Just say it!"

Uncle Junior: "I hope you can spread the method of making the curved plow so that farmers all over the world can use new and convenient and practical farm tools."

The woodcutter couldn't help but feel awe and promised, "Don't worry, I will do it."

This is a good boy with the heart of the world!

The junior uncle smiled and said that his move was naturally to gain merit and recognition from the human race.

In the game of Legend of White Snake, uncle and Mo Qiao accidentally passed on the food production method, which allowed them to gain a lot of merit and incense beliefs.

These merits and beliefs protect them, and even gods and immortals dare not hurt them easily.

This made the uncle understand that merit and human beliefs are the amulets of monsters!
Chapter completed!