Immortals, don't watch dramas

Chapter 984
Who didn't have a martial arts dream when they were young?The generation of martial arts themes she grew up in was particularly prosperous, and classic masterpieces of martial arts were frequently published, all telling the righteousness of chivalry in everyone's heart.The influence of her generation has been unprecedentedly great, even if not all of them are loyal and courageous, but there is also a trace of chivalry and tenderness in their hearts.

Later, martial arts could no longer rediscover its past glory, and the genre of popular novels that carried its last glory also declined together. From this, novels in the new era rose.How could the imprint left by the past be so easily wiped out?

In the minds of many people, those dusty pasts still retain their unforgettable memories.

Ningxia was also one of them.She will never forget the ink-scented stories she was madly obsessed with back then, and the mysterious worlds hidden in the pages.Although she was penniless at the time, and could not afford even a single page of paper, her enthusiasm could not be suppressed.

At that time, her greatest pleasure was to transcribe fragmented plots.

From bookstores, classmates, and even good teachers, I wrote down a paragraph, and finally tied them together by category.

The orphanage's resources are really limited, and even paper and pens can only be received in a limited amount.Because of this special hobby, she often exceeds this limit, and in the end she can only use waste paper or half-damaged pen refills everywhere.

This enthusiasm lasted her entire adolescence.It wasn't until university, when she stepped into society with half a foot, and truly experienced the cruelty of life, that she gradually pulled away.

It's just that when she gained a firm foothold, when she looked back, she found that her former spiritual home and sustenance had long since disappeared, and had been in decline for a long time.

Now it is the world of new century literature.

But Ning Xia is not the kind of person who indulges in cold and sorrow.Now that the world has changed, she will naturally change too.Because no matter when and where, her heart for the world of words will never change.

Without traditional popular novels, she still has serious literature; without rigorous sci-fi masterpieces, she still has imaginative fantasy literature; without the wonderful world of martial arts, there is still a mysterious and treacherous cultivation civilization...

Culture is never monolithic, and nothing is irreplaceable.Instead of lamenting, it is better to keep pace with the times and develop new technologies.Compared with cold and sad autumn, how to create from scratch is the real proposition that literati need to think about.

However, occasionally when she dreams back in the middle of the night, some double images with traces of time will appear in her mind. The kind of youthful and ignorant emotions, with a little bit of lingering trance in the mist, will make her feel that everything is like... ...didn't go far.

Today, she is in a whole new world, a world that is very different from modern society.She is and will experience some wonderful deeds that most ordinary people could not even imagine before, starting a new journey.

The chivalry that once died with the brilliance and glitz of the years seems to be showing signs of recovery.

When she heard Zhenjun Yuanheng mention her name, the string in her heart was really touched.

Under the look of anticipation in the other party's eyes, Ning Xia nodded slowly.

"That's called Fufeng... Fufeng is also a blast. Therefore, there are also places where there are three assistants, and there are more heroic people. There are even more powerful guests who say "Fufeng's heroes are heavenly, and their spirits can be moved." "His poems are sung all over the world. I also hope that Qing will continue to make steady progress from now on, soaring upward with the wind. How?"

Well, Ningxia was frightened, really surprised.She has thought about many possibilities, all kinds of names suitable for nuns, and there are many names with beautiful meanings, such as What Shu, XX Zhen and so on.But I just never thought about this...

Fufeng, it does sound familiar.

As long as it rolls around in the throat, you can quickly recall where this familiarity comes from.

Fufeng, Fufeng Weak Willow, are you not familiar with it?
This word often appears in novels and is mostly used to describe women's slender and thin posture. To be honest, the initial impression on her was indeed not very good.

But this Fufeng is not that Fufeng.The "Fufeng" that Zhenjun Yuanheng said completely broke her inherent impression and brought her a completely different understanding from the past.It turns out that "Fufeng" also has such a meaning.

According to Zhenjun Yuanheng's description, this name is not only not feminine at all, but also very heroic, matching the context and the strong wind rushing towards his face.

What do you think of Ningxia?She was really flattered.

Although I can't say I like it, I can see that I really thought about it.

Ningxia is different from Jinlin.Jin Lin was his apprentice, so it was only natural for him to worry about his name.

She is not an official disciple, and it is said that Zhenjun Yuanheng should not worry about such things as granting a number, and it should only be qualified for the closest teacher.This is why Zhenjun Yuanheng was so cautious at the beginning.

Because he was afraid that Ningxia would refuse, and he was also worried that he would run afoul of the wishes of a teacher who hadn't seen him.Wouldn't it be embarrassing if you don't understand the situation and give it directly.

He actually expected it too.Hoping to build this tenuous connection with this child with whom he had no mentoring relationship.

Fortunately... True Monarch Yuanheng couldn't tell what the complexity that flashed in his heart was.

The other party repeated it several times, with a strange expression on his face, but there was no sign of repulsion, which made him feel a little relieved.

This is the first time he has given a number to others, and he has never made such a trip in the past hundreds of years.

It would be really embarrassing if the other party didn't like it after being given a name.

"Thank you for the title, my disciple, accept it." Fang Zhen bowed solemnly.This time, Zhenjun Yuanheng accepted the gift from beginning to end, impartially.In this way, this number can be regarded as implemented.

"...Master, the name you gave to Junior Sister is really... Poof, the meaning is really good, and it's grand, but it's not too heroic."

Zhenjun Yuanheng frowned, and there was a little displeasure between his brows: "Why?"

In order to get the number, he even went through the classics and rosters in the past two days, just to give the two little dolls a satisfactory number without being too popular, why is there a problem.

It seems that this kid has been copying less arrays recently.

Jin Linwan didn't expect that Zhenjun Yuanheng would write down his meritorious deeds for a while.

no Zuo no Die.Jin Lin is now jumping on the edge of temptation with his own body, let us give him some wax in our hearts.

"Think about it, if my junior sister forms a pill and becomes a baby one day, wouldn't others want to call her Fufeng Zhenren, Fufeng Zhenjun? It is indeed soft and beautiful under careful consideration. Junior sister has quiet eyes and a gentle temperament, and she should be matched with her." A name worthy of character.”

So you still haven't given up the title XX Fairy? !

Ningxia really wanted to say, she really doesn't need this kind of thing, can she let her go...

What made Ningxia's hair stand on end even more was that Zhenjun Yuanheng actually hesitated after hearing the words...hesitated? !
She was terrified by this, and shook her head again and again, expressing that Fufeng is very good, and she doesn't want anything else.

Just let her go, okay?

(End of this chapter)