Cultivate Wujian and Raise a White Dragon

Name the dragon?

The Central Plains is very particular about names, and it also involves feng shui fate. Even if ordinary people name their children, they have to bring a gift to a scholar or the main gate of the village to ask for advice.

But Bailong dared to mention it, but Bu Qingyun also dared to say: "There is a surname first, and then a first name. According to folklore, most dragon gods are surnamed 'Ao' and surnamed 'Lou'. What do you want to be named?"

Bailong's first thought was to simply follow Bu Qingyun's surname, but after thinking about it, the name Bu Qingyun was obviously not real, and he probably didn't want to mention Bu Qingyun's old name. Thinking of this, Bailong felt very troublesome , and glared at Bu Qingyun.

Being glared at by the little white dragon for no reason, Bu Qingyun felt quite innocent.

"Cats are crying," Bai Long said angrily, "I don't want my surname to be Ao."

Bu Qingyun nodded slightly, and suggested: "Then the surname is Lou, and the word Lou is more elegant, 'there are tall buildings in the northwest, and the top is as high as the floating clouds'."

Hearing Bu Qingyun's compliment that this word is good, Bai Long nodded in satisfaction, and asked: "What's the name?"

"I once heard a strong wind blowing through an empty valley in a snow mountain. Its sound is more beautiful than the sounds of nature. Although it is loud, it is as empty and quiet as the blue sky. It can be called a great sound." Bu Qingyun couldn't help smiling when recalling that accidental experience, " At that time, I didn't know how to call this beautiful sound, so let's remember it as 'Kaling Pinga'. Later, Wu Boli's master insisted that it was the singing of a divine bird, and used it to write legends."

Bu Qingyun looked at Bailong, "Your dragon chant reminded me of the sound I heard that day, and it was even better. It's an encounter. I named you Loujia, what do you think?"

Beautiful than the sounds of nature.Even better.

"Okay." Bai Longxing nodded indifferently, "Just call Lou Jia."

Bu Qingyun didn't miss Xiaobailong's slightly red ears.

"Loujia."

"Ah."

"Loujia."

"My lord heard it."

"Loujia!."

"Bu Qingyun, you are so annoying!"

Wu Boli waited until the Dragon God and his lord finally finished talking about important matters, and felt that he had completed the task of guarding the gate well. He looked at the two with bright eyes, and was about to kneel down to salute, when the Dragon God who was obviously in a good mood flicked him. Xiao Baiyun stopped him.

That's the white clouds in the sky!

The dragon god actually used it to hold him up!

Wu Boli was so excited that he almost didn't hear what the dragon god said. Fortunately, he had developed the habit of serving his master for many years, and he still kept his ears and eyesight under the agitated mood. He heard the so beautiful dragon god announce: " He gave me a name and called me 'Lou Jia' from now on."

This "he" of course refers to Bu Qingyun who was kicked lightly by Dragon God.

"Yes! Master Lou Jia!" Wu Boli looked at the dragon god getting along with him like a relative and friend, so he was so excited that he moved away.

Facing Wu Boli who was too emotional, Bailong turned his head and gave Bu Qingyun a disgusted look. After all, Wu Boli is still Bu Qingyun's grandson, Bu Qingyun smiled softly and said nothing .

When it was almost time for Bailong to go into the sea to eat fish, Bailong glanced at Bu Qingyun, and disappeared neatly.

Wu Boli looked at the place where Bailong disappeared with reverence on his face, and said goodbye seriously.

Seeing him like this, Bu Qingyun's head really hurts.This child is good in everything, but there are two things that are more worrying. One is the deep-rooted pariah mentality when he never became a monk, and the other is that he is too stubborn.

How stubborn is this child? That is, even if Bu Qingyun or his master says a word casually, he can remember it and even practice it.Unless there is any confusion or contradiction in what they said, then he will not hesitate to ask until he gets a reasonable explanation, and then continue to remember and practice.

To a certain extent, even Bu Qingyun bowed down to him.

Therefore, Bu Qingyun can be said to have anticipated the fact that "it was Wu Boli and not someone else who came to the Central Plains to find him", including the part that Wu Boli hadn't confessed yet.

The next day, Bu Qingyun went to the village to heal the blacksmith who burned his leg, because Wu Boli was right at first sight!My race has many branches, so Bu Qingyun did not allow Wu Boli to follow and sent him to guard the temple.

It was as if someone really wanted to enter that ruined temple.

But Wu Boli agreed without saying a word, and guarded in front of the temple meticulously.

Feeling a bit embarrassed after knowing it, Bailong put two apples on the cloud, deliberately didn't see where Bu Qingyun was, and planned to put the apples in the ruined temple and leave.

"This is for Bu Qingyun."

In Wu Boli's eyes, Lord Dragon God entered the ruined temple with great dignity, said this sentence with great dignity, and then flew away with great dignity.

"please wait a while!"

When Bai Long didn't pay attention, Wu Boli knelt down with a solid bang.

"Master Lou Jia, please listen to me."

Since he respectfully called Bu Qingyun the name he gave himself, Bailong nodded secretly in his heart, and mercifully gave Wu Boli a chance to speak, "Say."

Wu Boli still had the pious tone of singing: "Wu Boli really couldn't face the torment of his conscience, he said to the adults in a panic, and cut me all the time, what a hateful person I am, Mr. Lou Jia, I To confess my crimes to you, I deceived you. No, confessing to you is also avoiding my karma. I should bravely tell you the truth! Thank you, Lord Loujia, for your clarity made me see myself clearly hypocrisy and disgusting!"

"Shut up", Bai Long interrupted his long talk, "You said you lied to Bu Qingyun? Make it clear."

Then Bailong was forced to listen to a long answer full of interjections. After Wu Boli finished speaking, he finally extracted the simple facts: Wu Boli eavesdropped on the conversation between his master and the envoy monk. Master asked the envoys and monks to bring Bu Qingyun back to Tianzhu, regardless of life or death.Wu Boli thought that his master had gone astray, so he took away the letter from the envoy monk, left his own letter to master, and sneaked out to find Bu Qingyun.

Although Wu Boli was in pain for lying to Bu Qingyun, he firmly believed that Bu Qingyun could bring his master back to the right path, and he seemed to have no doubt that even if he confessed to Bu Qingyun, Bu Qingyun would still follow him back to Tianzhu.

!Bailong looked at Wu Boli suspiciously, "Your master wants to put Bu Qingyun to death, why are you so sure that he will listen to Bu Qingyun? Besides, how do you know that Bu Qingyun is willing to follow you to the west?"

"Because he is a lord that all of us monks admire." Wu Boli's blind admiration for Bu Qingyun is beyond words, "My lord is proficient in Buddhism, and I will definitely be able to convince Master on Bodhi Bodhisattva. My lord is merciful, and my master is a lord." A disciple who has been carefully taught, even if the master makes a mistake for a while, he will never really abandon the master."

Abandoning Master?

Bu Qingyun treats animals equally, how could he abandon his apprentice?

Bailong narrowed his eyes: "What did your master do to Bu Qingyun?"

Wu Boli was full of sympathy, "Master mistakenly believed the villain's slander of the adults, so he invited the adults out of Tianzhu."

"Please come out?" Bai Long sneered.

"It was indeed invited," Wu Boli explained earnestly, "Master followed Sir, knelt down every step of the way, and reluctantly sent Sir out of the country."

Bailong felt as if he was lying on the cloud one day and accidentally saw a field frog swallowing a fly.nausea.

He didn't want to stay in this ruined temple any longer.

Before leaving, Bailong saw something incompatible with the ruined temple.

Not the apples he brought.

It was a lovely lotus that seemed to have just been picked.

Bai Long asked coldly: "What is that?"

Wu Boli followed the prestige and saw the lotus. He couldn't help smiling: "Your Excellency rarely shows his likes and dislikes to foreign things, but he likes my national flower of Tianzhu very much—the water lotus. I saw it on the way here. Thinking of your love, I used Lingqi raised it all the way and dedicated it to adults."

Wu Boli's spiritual energy was not full, he didn't use spiritual energy to heal his back injury, but used it on a lotus flower that he wanted to give to Bu Qingyun.

Wu Boli's smile is very beautiful, it is a satisfied smile from the bottom of my heart.

Bailong is naturally close to water and is not afraid of cold and heat, but at this moment he feels a chill in his heart.

Wu Boli flashed in front of his eyes, and Bailong disappeared.