Eight hundred and eighty-fourth chapter Lu Zongping
Although there is such a toy that resembles the main god's space, everyone in the non-human hut still plans to continue traveling. Those who should be busy will be busy, and those who are not busy will naturally have leisure. This hut is now used as the residence of the pure land of the gods.
, the space is also much wider, and I don’t feel cramped at all when walking in it.
Lu Zhengkang and Qing Ningzi wandered around, but he often sighed secretly, a certain end was approaching, and although he longed for it day and night, he couldn't express the inexplicable desolation in his heart.
Ouroboros, who bears the name of Apocalypse, is about to give up his fruition status and accompany his Su Su to die. The person who will inherit the fruition status will not be the current Lu Zhengkang. From the first day that man came to the world, he
Suffering from misfortune is very different from many incarnations.
Qing Ningzi asked him why he sighed, but Lu Zhengkang only said that it was her good brother Fu Daozi who came to disturb the heretic demon lord every day and made him have no peace.
Qing Ningzi then laughed, "It was you who bullied his junior sister, and it was you who removed his sect. From the beginning to the end, he was looking forward to discussing Taoism and socializing with you. It was you who failed him, so it is natural for him to suffer."
Speaking of which, your fellow teachers at Kunlun Palace seem to be quite annoyed with you now, right?"
"More than just annoyed! They treat me like an enemy! Only senior brother still comes to look for me from time to time. I arranged a job for him, and now he is quite happy with himself. When I take over Tiancang Realm, I will send someone
Come to this Pure Land and use it as a springboard to absorb more worlds. I have a second disciple, Rui Hongchang, who is very lucky. Although he is still in retreat, he will shine when he shines."
Qing Ningzi shook his head, "You know how to order people."
"When a disciple has something to do, it is also a filial piety to obey him."
"You yourself are not a person who obeys the rules, but you still ask your disciples to observe filial piety. What's the point of this?"
Lu Zhengkang didn't want to make a long speech, and became a little annoyed when he couldn't speak. He caught her in his arms and rubbed the tip of her nose with his forehead. It didn't itch or hurt, but it disrupted her breathing, and the hot turbulent spray sprayed on his thick length.
In the eyelashes of Qing Ningzi, it's like the dry wind of summer twilight is shaking the wind chimes, Qing Ningzi
Originally she had a sullen face, unable to give him a good look. Lu Zhengkang raised his head and saw that her face was expressionless, so he continued to tease her with his forehead. It was Yuhu who patted Qiongxuedui, blew two peaches in the spring breeze, and screamed.
Qing Ningzi's red clouds flew up to her dimple, and she couldn't stop playing, so she laughed loudly.
"You, you, you, how do you know how to shut people up? You have made a mistake yourself, but you must get things done, right?"
"Of course, I am not good at eloquence. I will never be an eloquent in this life, in all my lifetimes. However, I can still practice it."
"You say it's practice, but it's just an excuse for being rude. I think you're quite shameless."
"It's always been like this. I'm not shy for a day or two anymore." Lu Zhengkang pressed his cheek against hers, "You are thin-skinned, it's so hot."
"These are just appearances. You Bodhisattva can't see clearly?" Qing Ningzi refused to admit defeat in her words. Gods are sacred, their bodies are like a cloud, but there is a heart that restrains the appearance of appearance, which is ordinary.
No different from ordinary people.
"I can clearly see my appearance, the appearance of people, the appearance of living beings, and the appearance of living beings, but I can't see you clearly."
"...Shan Hui said these words to flatter me!" Qing Ningzi naturally smiled again, her mind wandering, seeing the natural and comfortable interior decoration, it felt like home, and suddenly she thought of her pearls wandering in the infinite world.
When her son came, she suddenly shed tears, "You cruel person, why didn't you stop my son that day? Where is he now? You haven't given him a name yet?"
Lu Zhengkang was silent for a moment, then showed his face, "Qing Ning'er, of course our child is outstanding. He just inherited my surname and took Lu as his surname. However, he should have a name so that he can be called someone."
Praise."
They looked at each other, both wanting to speak but hesitating.
Lu Zhengkang asked Qing Ningzi to speak first. She shook her head and said nothing because she wanted to give this power to him as her father. Lu Zhengkang thought for a while and said softly, "At the beginning, my father named me Zhengkang in order to have a healthy and upright life."
, be upright and healthy, this is
It’s a good sign. You don’t need to show off the words when choosing a name. It’s good to be more simple. So, call him Lu... Lu Pingda means peace, understanding, and doing things in life. Whether he is a warlike person or a scholar in the future,
I hope he can be safe and enlightened."
Qing Ningzi frowned, "This name is very crude and undesirable. Lu Pingda, it sounds like an old man selling glutinous rice grains on the roadside."
Lu Zhengkang was helpless, "What do you think of Qing Ning'er?"
"Peace is good, but he is your son after all. Is it just peace? Is it just understanding? He must be a rare hero in the world. My son, he will definitely change the world and be invincible to anyone." Qing Qing
Ningzi looked excited. Her eyes were staring at Lu Zhengkang, which was shining and extremely passionate. He had rarely seen Qing Ningzi have such an affectionate moment, and her emotions were placed on their child.
Lu Zhengkang asked, "What do you think his name should be?"
Qing Ningzi shook his head, "It's your turn after all. Guess what I'm thinking about?"
Lu Zhengkang suddenly scratched his head, "Hero Deer?"
Qing Ningzi laughed angrily, "What kind of stupid head are you talking about?! That's not right! Think again!"
Lu Zhengkang was just playing tricks, but now he calmed down and asked with a serious face: "Does that mean that Lu will have another day?"
Qing Ningzi punched him directly, and Lu Zhengkang retreated and ran away.
"I'll give you one last chance. If you dare to say things like deer for land, deer for ten thousand people, etc., I will tell you to look good!"
Lu Zhengkang tentatively said, "I just think that if you really want to give him a name like this, it would hurt your harmony, and the first impression would be too overbearing."
Qing Ningzi gasped, "Is it possible to call him Lu Pingda? If you really give him such an unpleasant name, I will never recognize him as my child."
She had something to say but wanted to give the naming rights to Lu Zhengkang, but also thought that the answer he gave was what she thought.
Now, Lu Zhengkang really understands how difficult it is to name a child.
Names place the expectations of elders on them, but they are never given to just one person. People's names are for others to see and listen to. Of course, Lu Zhengkang is not afraid of giving his children an ordinary or even rough name. No matter what the name is, it will be after all.
His son Lu Zhengkang, Qing Ningzi,
Don’t think about it this way. The child is the inheritance of her and Lu Zhengkang’s will. Having a nice name will benefit the child in some way in the future. The name should be able to be uttered by others, it should be refreshing, it should be impressive, and it should be heard by others.
The name means fear and reverence, so that is naturally better.
The child in Qing Ningzi's eyes was the master of the world, so of course he had to have a resounding name.
Lu Zhengkang curled his lips, "So powerful? It's better to call him Lu Shenren."
Qing Ningzi's eyes lit up, "It's not impossible, God, what a majestic person!"
"No, no, no, well, feel free to do whatever you want, just call Lu Zongping!"
Qing Ningzi thought for a while with a cold face, and finally calmed down, "That's fine, it's up to you." These words seemed to be accommodating to Lu Zhengkang, who teased Qing Ningzi again.
Having had enough jokes, Lu Zhengkang strolled over the space-time gap and whispered to the vast river of the universe, "In that case, my son, your name will be Lu Zongping."