Douluo: A Century-old Legend I Am the Second Uncle Chenxin

I saw Qing Lao, the elder of the clan, walking steadily towards the altar in the center of the square.

Every step he takes seems to be carried by the accumulation of time, appearing solemn and powerful, and his eyes are firm and profound.

He walked to the altar and slowly formed seals with his hands. A powerful aura emanated from him and instantly enveloped the entire square.

This breath is cold and biting, like the cold wind in winter, making people shiver.

Following Qing Lao's movements, the light on the altar gradually lit up, dazzling.

The light was soft and sacred, as if it came from another world.

The atmosphere in the square also became solemn and solemn. Everyone held their breath and waited quietly for the next ceremony.

Afterwards, Saint King Qingteng, one of the leaders of the clan, led the three outstanding clan members Qinglin, Qingyun, and Qingxiu, one in front and three behind, each holding a tray in their hands and embarking on the journey solemnly. Altar steps.

Their steps were steady, and every step revealed their respect and solemnity for this canonization ceremony.

On each of the four trays were placed an ancient book inlaid with gold and blue borders, a finely carved seal, a warm and lustrous jade, and a rattan chain that shone with a faint aura.

These items are treasures passed down from generation to generation by the Ivy clan, and each of them contains profound cultural heritage and the wishes of the clan.

Qing Lao slowly took the ancient book inlaid with golden and green stripes from the Ivy Saint King's tray. His hands trembled slightly, and his eyes shone with excitement and pride.

This book is the genealogy of the Ivy Clan. The cover of the genealogy is simple and solemn. Each page records the names and deeds of the clan members, which symbolizes the bloodline and inheritance of the clan and is the precious wealth of the Ivy Clan.

The pages of yellowed paper seemed to be whispering, telling the glorious history and immortal legend of the Ivy clan.

He gently opened the book and recited the canonization prayer aloud. His voice was loud and solemn, echoing throughout the square.

"Heaven and earth serve as evidence, and the sun and moon serve as mirrors. The Ivy clan is the descendant of plant soul beasts.

Since the beginning of heaven and earth, it has taken root here and coexisted with all things. With the ivy as the body and the soul beast as the spirit, it is endless and endless.

In the past, the ancestors used the body of ivy and transformed into soul beasts to protect the land and water and resist foreign enemies.

Since then, the Qingteng clan has become famous all over the world and has become the leader in the soul beast world. The children in the clan are all proud of the soul beast and the ivy, which has been passed down from generation to generation and continues to this day. "

Xiaoyi, the saint who was about to be canonized, stood quietly in the square.

Although she was covered with a veil, her clear eyes revealed a cold and beautiful light through the gaps in the veil.

Her figure is tall and straight, like a blooming snow lotus, blooming alone in the cold wind without being contaminated by a trace of dust.

Her eyes were indifferent, as if she had seen through the bustling and hustle and bustle of the world.

In the spotlight, he slowly walked towards the altar.

Her steps are calm and firm, and every step seems to tell her tenacity and persistence.

As she approached, the atmosphere in the square became more solemn and solemn. Everyone held their breath and focused on this cold woman.

She walked to the altar, gently lifted up her skirt, and knelt on the altar elegantly and solemnly.

When she knelt in front of the altar and closed her eyes to listen, the whole square fell silent and she could only hear the young and old reciting canonization prayers.

"Today, in our clan's grand ceremony, we are canonizing a saint. Here is a beautiful girl - Donghuang Xiuyi, who possesses the soul of everlasting ivy. She is extremely talented and can control plants since she was a child, showing extraordinary abilities. She has a compassionate heart. , is kind to others, and is deeply respected and loved by the clan. Today, I would like to ask God to take note of her and canonize Donghuang Xiuyi as a saint to show her virtue and ability..."

………………

On the altar of the Ivy Clan, the voice of Qing Lao was solemn and distant. When the four words "Dong Huang Xiu Yi" rang out, the entire clan seemed to be shocked for a moment.

Chen Xiaojun watched the young and old people read the four words "Donghuang Xiuyi" on the altar, and couldn't help but feel an inexplicable excitement in his heart.

Just yesterday, when the mystery of Xiaoyi's life experience was mentioned and Qinglao asked about her name, everyone around him fell silent.

Chen Yu and Chen Cong looked at each other. They knew Xiao Yi's life experience. He was reshaped by Chen Xiaojun's powerful master with the soul of his original body.

Therefore, this seemingly ordinary girl with extraordinary potential has actually been missing an important part of her memory. She has no memory of her previous life!

"Xiao Yi doesn't even have a name, right? What about her surname?" Qing Lao's question broke the silence.

Everyone's eyes turned to Chen Xiaojun, as if looking for the answer in him.

This moment is crucial for Xiaoyi. Her name will not only be a symbol, but also a symbol of her identity and future.

Chenxiaojun was a little uncomfortable and a little hairy under everyone's attention, but his thoughts were running rapidly.

"Xiao Yi comes from the Yin Yang family, and its leader is Donghuang Taiyi. Even if Donghuang is the surname, it is still high-end! Donghuang Taiyi is not only the Mingyue of the Qin Dynasty, but also the emperor of the demon clan in the ancient novels. The Teng clan is also a demon. .”

"As for the name, Donghuang Taiyi? Xiaoyi? Donghuang Taiyi?"

Chenxiaojun spoke slowly, and every word seemed to carry a thousand kilograms of weight, "Xiaoyi lost her childhood memory for some reason, but her father's surname was Donghuang. This is the east where the rising sun rises, and the emperor of emperors."

When the young man heard this, he smiled happily: "Donghuang, the emperor of the rising sun, what a good surname! It is very suitable for a saint."

Chen Cong also nodded in agreement: "It's indeed a good surname."

Ding Daoheng muttered in a low voice: "This surname is just a bit arrogant."

Chenyu took over the conversation: "The surname of Donghuang depends on whether the person who inherits it is worthy of the position. Those who are not worthy of the virtue may suffer misfortune, ruin their reputation, and even bring harm to their family. But if..."

He looked at Xiaoyi, a hint of deep meaning flashed in his eyes.

Blue Star had a very important name in ancient times, and it is also the same in Douluo Continent! Names and surnames carry great meaning.

Lord Chenxiao understands what he means. If his virtues are matched, then the name Donghuang will definitely bring him supreme glory and blessings, which will shine on the entire Douluo Continent!

"Xiaoyi's original family is an extremely ancient hidden family, and only its leader can bear the surname Donghuang." Chen Xiaojun added.

"I see, what's its name?" Qinglao asked again.

"Xiu Yi! Pretty Xiu, Xiao Yi's clothes, Donghuang Xiu Yi!" Chen Xiaojun's voice was firm and powerful.

He thought in his mind: The name Taiyi might not be suitable for a girl. It would be more pleasant to take my mother's word "show" and combine it with the word "yi".

"Donghuang Xiuyi!" Xiaoyi murmured to herself, her eyes getting brighter and brighter, as if this name touched a string deep in her soul, and she felt that this name had a thousand connections with her. Inextricably linked.

She felt an inexplicable sense of intimacy and belonging welling up in her heart, as if this name was her innate brand.