The strongest husband in the world

Du Cihai smiled slightly, explained to Xu one by one very affectionately, and comforted.

In his eyes, this is what the younger brother and younger sister should look like.

Xu Yiyi blushed and stopped to thank him, but looking at the restraint on his little face, it was obvious that he hadn't changed.

"Well, Brother Du Cihai is right, Xiao Yiyi, you will be an immortal in the future, and your personality must be strong, so that Master and your parents will like it."

Yang Yu also spoke.

Xu Yiyi, who had a good birth, was considered a beauty.

Perhaps because she is the daughter of a farmer, she appears introverted and cowardly.

However, she is not to blame, Gu Huaguo is like this.

I just hope that in the future it will gradually change with practice.

"Yes... I know."

Xu Yiyi flushed and nodded, but still looked a little rusty.

"Look, this is just like a disciple who has just started, and Senior Brother Du Cihai, it's easy to get acquainted."

Du Cihai looked at Xu Yiyi and felt more affectionate in his heart, while Yang Yu looked like an old dough stick, which was too annoying.

Yang Yu shrugged and stopped talking. Du Cihai still had the face to say that you didn't have any cultivator style.

Tucao attribute full value!

But soon, Du Cihai, Yang Yu, and Xu Yiyi came to the dojo of Patriarch Bodhi.

Du Cihai buttoned the door and whispered: "Master, Yang Yu and Xu Yiyi are here."

"Well, let them in."

The voice of Bodhi Patriarch resounded, like in the ears, and as far as the sky.

"Master, that disciple will retire first."

Du Cihai winked at Yang Yu and Xu Yi, then bowed and prepared to leave.

"Remember to clean the incense burner."

Bodhi Patriarch's voice sounded again, lightly.

"..." Du Cihai left without knowing the expression on his face.

But Yang Yu felt very unhappy.

"Come on, let's go in."

Yang Yu straightened Xu Yiyi's little hand, opened the door, and walked into the dojo.

"..."

But Xu Yiyi's pretty face flushed, and the roots of his ears turned red.

In ancient times, holding hands can be regarded as close to the skin.

And for ancient women, those who can be intimate with skin can only be their husbands.

Unlike in modern times, where men and women make their beds casually, the next day they part ways like no one else.

Moreover, in ancient times, it was normal to marry at the age of eleven or twelve.

Therefore, at this moment, it is nothing to Yang Yu, but for Xu Yiyi, his heart is no different from the explosion of Mars hitting the earth!

After that, the two entered the door, and what you saw was a spacious courtyard, in which a stove was burning, and a fragrance was floating.

The Patriarch Bodhi was sitting on the futon next to this stove.

"come on."

Patriarch Bodhi opened his eyes and looked at Yang Yu and Xu Yiyi. In front of him, two futons appeared out of thin air.

"Disciple, see Master."

Although Yang Yu didn't know much about ancient etiquette, he still approached and knelt on the futon.

Xu Yiyi did everything, but his pretty face was red and his voice was very small.

"Okay, there is no need for red tape here. Starting today, you will be my disciples."

Patriarch Bodhi nodded, then looked at Yang Yu and said: "There are twelve characters in my door. Assign names. Until you two are the ninth and tenth generations."

Yang Yu and Xu Yi looked at Patriarch Bodhi and asked, "Which twelve characters?"

Bodhi Patriarch spoke, and said lightly: "It is the twelve-character word'extensive wisdom, truth like the sea of ​​nature, Ying Wu Yuanjue."

"So, Xiao Yi and I are both Ying Zi generation and Wu Zi generation?"

Yang Yu was stunned. What is the situation? Is it possible that he is going to grab the character of Monkey King?

"It's not like that, everything is about fate. This is the name of a female disciple, and it is also suitable for Xu Yiyi. Today I will give you a name Xu Ying, how about?"

Patriarch Bodhi spoke and looked at Xu one by one.

"Thank you Fairy Master."

Xu Yiyi looked a little cautious, and even forgot to change his title.

"I want to be called Master, that's all, let Shi Hui teach you a few days to change this character."

Patriarch Bodhi looked at Xu Yiyi and shook his head without saying much.

"Master... Master." Xu said one by one, his pretty face still flushed, I don't know why.

"As for you, Yang Yu, you already have a predestined person in the Wuzi generation. This generation is not suitable for you. Then feel wronged and take the Yuanzi generation."

Patriarch Bodhi looked at Yang Yu and groaned.

"The disciples have no objection."

Yang Yu lowered his head to speak, and did not show dissatisfaction.

However, Yang Yu is more or less uncomfortable after losing two generations at once.

"So, then I will give you a legal name, Yang Yuanman, who is satisfied when doing things."

Patriarch Bodhi nodded, looked at Yang Yu, and said lightly.

"Thank you, Master."

Yang Yu's face was very speechless, and his heart was extremely depressed, but he dared not say a word.

Yang Yuanman, it's really ugly.

Chapter 8 Names of Bodhi Disciple [Second More Recommendation Tickets] (Repair)

"Okay, step back, and listen to the sermons with other seniors every day from now on."

Patriarch Bodhi nodded, and then waved Yang Yu and others to leave.

Yang Yu and Xu Yi left one by one, but did not stay. As for teaching the Fa, Yang Yu was not in a hurry.

Moreover, he is now an online game of the Ten Thousand Realms, and the teachings of Bodhi Patriarch may not be useful.

"How about the two younger brothers and sisters?"

Not long after the two left, Yang Yu led Xu Yiyi. Before he reached the Taoist temple where the seniors practiced on weekdays, he was greeted by a few Taoist priests with curiosity on his face.

"Give it a name, and then it's gone."

Yang Yu shrugged, rather helpless.

Xu Yiyi still lowered his head, very afraid of life.

"Just give the name, this is a great advantage!"

Among the Taoist priests, a fat man called Du Da, and Du Cihai was a fellow villager.

"Giving a name is a benefit?"

Yang Yu curled his lips, somewhat indifferent.

"Little brother, you don't understand, Master's power is boundless, and he already has the power to follow the law, and the twelve generations of Master's disciples, those twelve words have profound and profound power, and can change many things. "

Another Taoist opened his mouth, gentle and gentle, with the style of a scribe, named An Wenxing.

"is it?"

Yang Yu spoke, a little curious.

"Haha, look at Du Da, who fits this name, he has a big belly and fat body."

Another Taoist priest, named Xue Rulong, was full of ferocity, very sturdy.

"Rulong is right. The names given by the master are all with a certain degree of profound strength. Du Da, except for the big belly in appearance, this guy is still a boat in his belly and very open-minded."

An Wenxing said, nodding.

"I heard Senior Brother Seven say this, it seems like this, Xue Rulong, Senior Brother Six really has a power like a dragon, and Senior Brother Seven, your name is literary and literary, and now you are really gentle and elegant, with the style of a writer."

Yang Yu was surprised. He didn't care about An Wenxing, but after listening to his words at the moment, it was really the case.

Du Da, Xue Rulong, Anwen's character and temperament are all consistent with their names.

"Then I don't know what names the two junior brothers and junior sisters were given by the master?"

Several people have returned to Taoist temples. At this moment, sitting down, An Wenxing and others looked at Yang Yu and Xu Yiyi curiously.

"I... I was named Xu Ying by the respected master."

Xu opened his mouth one by one. Perhaps because everyone was discussing something too mysterious, he was full of curiosity at the moment, and he no longer spoke rigorously.

"Xu Ying, Xu Ying, Xu Xia smart, good name!"

An Wenxing looked at Xu Yiyi, stroked his chin with both hands, nodding brightly in his eyes.

"It's a nice name."

Xu Yiyi also nodded.

"Not only that, your name will benefit you infinitely in the future."

Xue Rulong also inserted a sentence and said with a smile: "If necessary, you can go home to ask your parents for advice, and you can completely switch to Xu Ying."

"Huh?" Xu Yi was taken aback for a moment, and looked at Xue Rulong in surprise.

"Don't worry about this. You definitely need to go home. Just ask your parents then, don't force it."

An Wenxing glared at Xue Rulong, then waved to Xu one by one, smiling softly.

"Oh oh." Xu Yi nodded quickly, becoming cautious again, and stopped talking.

"Yang Yu, how about you?"

The others knew Yang Yu and asked with a smile.

"I do not have."

Yang Yu's face was stunned, then immediately shook his head.

Even if he killed him, he would not say that he was called Yang Yuanman.

"Huh?" Xu Yi raised his head and looked at Yang Yu one by one, with doubts in his beautiful eyes.

"Hehe, Junior Brother Yang Yu, let's talk about it. The look in the eyes of Junior Sister Nine has already betrayed you."

An Wenxing and Xue Rulong looked at Yang Yu and laughed.

Yang Yu was speechless, then glared at Xu Yiyi.

Xu Yi's face changed suddenly and he lowered his head full of self-blame, like a little daughter-in-law who did something wrong.

"According to the truth, the twelve generations, the Ying generations are female disciples, then you should be the enlightened generations?"

An Wenxing opened his mouth and nodded and asked.

"No, Master said that there is already a destined person in the Wuzi generation, so I am the Yuanzi generation."

Yang Yu said helplessly, calling a bitterness in his heart.

"Well, is it possible that my brother is in trouble?"