Qin Feixue said with a smile: "It would be good if the name is simple and easy to remember."
"I think it's good to be called Chen Xi. The appearance of the morning sun means that the night has passed. The meaning is clear. Teacher Gu will probably like it, right?"
Di Yunli also had a look of joy on her face, and carefully took the child from Chen Xuan's hand and carried it to Gu Yurou.
"As long as Chen Xuan likes it, that's fine."
Gu Yurou held the child in her arms, looking like a good wife and mother, with soft and doting eyes.
"Okay, let's change our name to Chen Xi."
Chen Xuan is actually not too entangled in his child's name. After all, no matter what the name is, some people will find it unpleasant, and he doesn't like arty names that are too complicated. Simple is best.
As soon as Chen Xi was born, all her body functions were very strong and she didn't need any care at all. She was carried around by each of the beauties and Chen Xuan's parents with no problem.
On just the first day, everyone started making the kids laugh.
In the next period of time, Chen Xuan and the beauties stayed at home to accompany Gu Yurou's newborn child and take care of the materials carefully.
On this day, Shen Binglan and Chen Xuan discussed a very serious question: "Should we let Xi'er start practicing from an early age?"
"I hope he can live a normal childhood. When he grows up, he can think about cultivation again."
Until the last moment, Chen Xuan did not want his children to be involved in the dark war in the world of cultivation.
This is what Gu Yurou thinks in her heart, although she listens to Chen Xuan in everything.
Since Chen Xuan wanted his children to grow up carefree, Gu Yurou couldn't be happier.
As for the time flow rate of the earth, Chen Xuan does not plan to adjust it to be consistent with the outside world for the time being, and will let the earth continue to live in peace and tranquility.
And rashly adjusting the time flow rate may cause abnormal movements in Kunlun Mountain.
For a long time after that, Chen Xuan and other beauties often came back to accompany Gu Yurou and Chen Xi, and hundreds of years passed by the outside world.
Chen Xuan watched his child grow up from infancy to gradually walking. When he was more than one year old, he could already run. His parents also screamed very fluently, and could understand Shen Binglan and others' words and communicate normally, no matter what
Both body and mind grow rapidly.
One day when Chen Xuan came back, he saw Chen Xi dragging a dog weighing sixty or seventy kilograms, grabbing the dog's tail and pulling it home.
"Dad, this dog doesn't want to play with me."
The strength Chen Xi showed shocked Chen's neighbors.
"If it doesn't want to play with you, then daddy can let some more interesting little guys play with you, okay?"
Chen Xuan knelt down, held Chen Xi's hand, and asked Chen Xi to loosen the dog's tail.
"Okay, who does daddy want to play with me?"
Chen Xi blinked his innocent big eyes, full of expectation.
Chen Xuan smiled slightly and summoned Si unlike, Yun Cheng, the little Han Zong who looked like a tree bud, and the little devil dragon. Among them, Yun Cheng looked aggrieved.
"Wow, they are all so cute."
Chen Xi immediately pounced on Si Bui, first hugging Si Bui and rubbing his face against Si Bui's furry ears. Si Bui looked a little disgusted.
But with the master in front of him, it doesn't dare to make mistakes.
"I am Han Zong."
"I am Ao Jie."
Two little tree people surrounded Chen Xi and kept repeating their names.
Yuncheng thought Chen Xi was not interested in him, but the next second Chen Xi turned his head: "Big Birdman, can you play with me?"
This simple sentence made Yuncheng furious.
And what surprised him the most was that even though he didn't show any wings, this little kid could tell that he was a spiritual bird?
After looking at Chen Xuan, Yuncheng could only reply to Chen Xi perfunctorily: "You can play whatever you want."
With that said, he summoned a pair of golden wings.
"Really?"
Chen Xi was so happy that he jumped two meters high and lay on Yun Cheng's wings: "Big Birdman, take me to fly quickly."
How dare Yuncheng agree to Chen Xi's exaggerated request.
If you break the Evil Emperor's child, all the bird feathers on his body will probably be plucked out.
But let’s not take Chen Xifei with us. The naughty kid who is over one year old has already started to pluck his bird feathers.
Finally, with Chen Xuan's nod of approval, Yuncheng could only take Chen Xi to fly around in the sky.
Although Chen Xi was still a baby, he didn't feel scared or cold at all when he was being taken flying rapidly at high altitude. Instead, he was very excited: "I can fly, I can fly!"
When He Lingyu came out and saw it, she almost fainted from fright.
"Xiao Xuan, what did you do? Do you want to throw my little ancestor to death?
Let Xi'er come down quickly!"
"Mom, just let Xi'er play on it. His physique is the same as that of ordinary people. He can't fall to death."
Chen Xuan was not worried at all.
He Lingyu patted Chen Xuan hard on the shoulder: "Do you look like a father?
Even if Xi'er is not afraid, what if she frightens Yurou?"
Chen Xuan smiled and had no choice but to let Yuncheng take Chen Xi down.
"Grandma, I haven't had enough fun yet."
Chen Xi jumped off Yun Cheng's back, looking like he still had something to say.
He Lingyu couldn't laugh or cry: "My little sweetheart, you scared grandma. Don't play with such exciting things in the future. Just play with these little animals."
Si unliked heard that he was being treated like a little animal, his dark eyes were full of displeasure.
Seeing that his son "couldn't put it down" for Si Bu and the two little tree men, Chen Xuan asked them to stay and play with his son. Yuncheng also often took the monks from Taiyin Shenxu out to explore the secrets.
Only Yun Cheng's speed can lead the Dao Saint Realm monks to avoid the pursuit of the Immortal Burial Saint King.
After Chen Xi was born, five hundred days passed on the earth and one thousand years passed in the outside world.
The starry sky and all the realms have finally recovered, and new cultivation civilizations have appeared in those realms that were re-integrated and born. All the realms have risen, and a new generation of outstanding geniuses have sprung up like mushrooms after a rain. The number is actually no less than that of the destroyed Seventh Age.
Firstly, it’s because the Immortal Burial is providing strong support in the dark, and secondly, as the world becomes darker and more chaotic, more and more heroes are emerging.
It's just that the Burial Immortal deliberately obliterated history. Almost no one in the new generation of monks remembers the laudable feats of their predecessors. They are like pigs and dogs growing up in a circle. When the Burial Immortal fattens up, they will become sacrifices to the Dark Supreme Saint Emperor.
Taste.
In this era, there is no such thing as three thousand great realms. Those broken and divided realms first developed eight great realms of cultivation, collectively called the Eight Great Worlds.
The number one sect of cultivating immortals in the world is the Guangcheng Sect in the Guangcheng world, and is revered as the leader of the eight great righteous paths in the world.
Guangcheng Mountain is majestic and majestic, dominating the vast land of China and strangling the throat of the world. It is known as the center of the Eight Great Worlds.
Its mountains stretch for thousands of miles, with fairy peaks hanging in the sky, steaming clouds and clear clouds, clear air, waterfalls and strange rocks, and rare birds and animals can be seen everywhere.
On this day, the disciples of the Guangcheng Sect were in an open-air ashram surrounded by immortal energy, listening to their master, the immortal elder, explaining the mysteries of the dharma.
For this group of young disciples, everything in the world of cultivation is new and wonderful. They eagerly absorb the knowledge of cultivation, and they cannot judge the dark nature hidden in the Taoist scriptures at all.
