Bailian said: "Why don't you give each other a new name? Could it be that even the new name will be taken away?"
The man laughed and said, "Everyone has never thought about this. In our mortal world, it is natural for parents to give names, but in this world, being able to 'name' someone is undoubtedly a supreme right.
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"You must know that the Bronze Gate is the world of the lost owner. Even though the gods and demons here have great supernatural powers that can move mountains and burn seas, even they are 'nameless people'.
We usually distinguish these gods by the Huaxu family, Xihe family, Fengyin family, and Tai'a family. Only this "world" can have the right to give names, and when you have a name again, it means
, you will receive great blessing from this world.”
The man looked regretful and said: "It's a pity that the 'name' that the gods desire is undoubtedly an extravagant wish that we cannot even imagine.
So, I won’t ask my little brother for your name, because in a few years, your current name will be taken away by this world anyway.”
For no reason, Balian suddenly thought of the big black dog on the mountain who asked for his name.
He frowned calmly and asked: "What will happen if you forcibly 'name' someone?"
The man gave him a strange look and said: "It won't happen, because there is no such possibility at all. If you don't believe it, brother, you can try to choose a name for me. Once you have it,
Naming 'Heart', 'World' will make you temporarily mute."
"Zhao Qian." Balian thought for a while, and then read out the first two characters of Baijia's surname. Of course, he had the mentality of giving it a try.
But I couldn’t feel the malicious resistance of this ‘world’.
The man was stunned and could not react: "What money?"
Baili An looked into his eyes steadily and said: "Zhao Qian, your name. Well... I'm sorry, I blurted it out just now. If you don't like this name, I..."
"Zhao Qian!!!!!!!!!!!!" The man's eyes suddenly bulged, as if he had been hit by some great good luck falling from the sky, and his rough face turned red instantly.
He lowered his head and patted his abdomen, and the sea of energy storing spiritual roots suddenly lit up. Such an ordinary-looking man actually had a middle-grade spiritual root in his sea of energy.
The orange spiritual root swayed unchanged, and with a mysterious force, like twin flowers, another golden spiritual root stretched out next to the middle-grade earth element spiritual root!
What's even more crazy is that this spiritual root... is actually a high-grade spiritual root!
The newly named man's hands and feet couldn't stop shaking, and he almost fainted with ecstasy.
Because he clearly knows how great a thing it would be to get a name in such a world.
Zhao Qian no longer dared to stand side by side with the young man next to him. This was undoubtedly the greatest blasphemy and disrespect to him.
His eyes were filled with tears of excitement. He took three steps back and knelt behind Balian in an attitude of absolute surrender. He nodded devoutly as if in reverence for a god: "Thank you, Lord, for giving me this name!"
Balian stopped where he was, involuntarily looking down at the palm of his right hand, and slowly frowned again.
His eyes were blank, and he didn't understand why he seemed to have an invisible and unexplainable power in the dark.
"Don't talk about this matter with others."
Bailian, who was new to the world of Bronze Gate, also knew clearly that his specialness, which was different from ordinary people, would subvert an uncontrollable turmoil.
Zhao Qian knew everything he could do, and his attitude was such that he was in awe of him to the core, and he didn't dare to be disrespectful at all.
The place to eat was not in a main hall, because there were so many people in the tribe, and they were in short supply of food and it was rare for them to open the stove to cook at one time, so there was an endless stream of people eating, so they had to eat in the open air.
Any practitioner who fails to cross the threshold of transitional calamity will always remain an ordinary person who needs whole grains to maintain the most basic functions of the body.
Many people in the tribe who were receiving meals always looked at Zhao Qian with a bit of curiosity, intentionally or unintentionally. They always felt that there seemed to be some unspeakable changes in him today.
Balian looked around the crowd and was a little disappointed. He didn't see the child who looked like the leader yesterday.
The clever thing is that before he could look away, his gaze collided with a line of sight, and he couldn't move away from it.
Among the crowd of people, the judge's robe in red with a red bird is particularly eye-catching.
Ying Xiu stood in the crowd in shock, behind him were the monks from all sides who fell into the world of the Bronze Gate this time.
At this moment, the Crown Prince from the Zhongyou Dynasty was holding an empty bowl in his hand. His appearance had not changed much from when he first met in the deserted house. He was a handsome gentleman with beautiful appearance.
He stood among the crowd neither humble nor arrogant, and was receiving meals for the monks headed by him behind him with humility.
Although it is different from begging, after all, it is living under someone else's roof, constantly begging for food from the master's family for those behind him. No matter how perfect Ying Xiu appears, he can't help but feel a little awkward and unnatural.
Baili glanced at him quietly. For some reason, when he saw Ying Xiu's face, he calmly felt a little depressed for no reason.
As if affected by his emotions, the sky rumbled and made a roaring sound of muffled thunder.
Zhao Qian shrank his neck and muttered something in a low voice: "I wonder which god in the sky lost his temper again."
Ying Xiu handed the bowl of food to the subordinates behind him with a graceful gesture, then walked towards Bai Lian and said softly: "I didn't expect that we would meet so soon."
Zhao Qian was very surprised. He looked at Ying Xiu and then at Balian, and said in surprise: "Benefactor, you... know each other?"
The benefactor, Ying Xiu, even glanced at Zhao Qian in surprise, then smiled slightly and said: "It's not really acquaintance, it's just a chance encounter."
Balian didn't want to continue the pleasantries, so he nodded lightly as a greeting.
He remembered that Ying Xiu was supposed to be in the safe place of Ghost Mountain, but for some unknown reason he suddenly appeared inside the bronze door.
Bai Lian was about to get around Ying Xiu, but he stopped him with his hand.
"Master Ying Xiu, is there anything else you can do?"
Yingxiu coughed lightly, and the cold and hostile emotion he had in Ghost Mountain disappeared from his eyes. He nodded to Balian, his eyes were warm but could not help but reveal a hint of pride: "First I will lose the Yin Jade, the Ghost Crying Bead,
Fellow Taoist takes my seal again. Each of these treasures is of great importance to me. However, I remember that fellow Taoist has bright means and is not a person who takes anything by force. As long as fellow Taoist is willing to take the initiative to offer these three things, from now on
, Fellow Daoist Si Chen can exchange for my long-lasting friendship with the Zhongyou Dynasty." If you like Long Night Walk, please bookmark it: (www.sodu777.net) Long Night Walk novel search website has the fastest update speed on the entire Internet.