The descendants of Taiwu are very famous

Chapter 116
"Genealogy..." Dangdang frowned, the old man really didn't tell him what kind of genealogy he had.

"Forget it, isn't it just a name, it's the same without a genealogy."

"There must be a reason for not naming according to the family tree." Ji Feiyi stretched out her hand and gently shook the cradle next to the cradle. At this time, her loud son was lying in the cradle, sucking her fingers with her eyes closed. head.

"Hmm... What's the name of the famous son of my Taiwu descendant..." Dangdang thought in a low voice.

Just as she was racking her brains to think about this question, her eyes were suddenly attracted by a book in the distance.

It was a yellow-skinned martial arts secret book. If I remembered correctly, it should be "Swords and Guns Are Invulnerable" given to me by my heart when I was in the Wuliang Vajra Sect.

I didn't throw it away after reading it, so I brought it back together.

"There is a way." Dangdang jumped out of bed, and brought over the martial arts cheats.

Turning her head to Ji Feiyi, she said: "Look, that's what we do. You flip through this book casually. I closed my eyes and called out twice, and the first word on the page number these two times was my son's." name."

"Dangdang, you're too casual. This is a name for your son. It's better to be more serious." Ji Feiyi was a little dumbfounded holding the cheat book in her hand.

"How can it be a joke? It's called fate. That's how I got my name back then. Look at what a good name Xiang Dangdang is." Xiang Dangdang said solemnly.

"No, no, you are too childish. When your son grows up, you will have to blame your mother."

"Hey! How dare he choose the name I gave him??"

After several times of persuasion, Ji Feiyi still couldn't convince her well, she shook her head helplessly, and began to flip through the book in her hand.

Dangdang closed his eyes and listened to the continuous flipping of the book, and called a stop after a few breaths.

"Dangdang, the first character is a phase character, which is not a good match."

Fang Dangdang nodded indifferently, "It's okay, it's okay, there is another word."

He heard the sound of flipping the book in his ears again, and after a few breaths, he called to stop again.

"Feiyi, what's the next word?" However, this time Feiyi didn't speak.

Dangdang opened his eyes with some doubts, "What's wrong?? What's the next word??"

However, when she looked at the page opened in Ji Feiyi's hand, she was shocked, the word was actually Shu.

Xiang Dangdang snatched the book over and read it carefully several times, and found that he really read it right, the character was really a Shu character, and it wasn’t that Mu He Qu wrote it very close.

Isn't it my archenemy, Xiangshu, scratching his scalp resoundingly, and frowning slightly.

"Dangdang, let me say that choosing a name like this is unreliable. You still have to use this. Forget it. I'll find a fortune teller to take a look and choose a good name for your son according to the horoscope of the birth date of the heavenly stems and earthly branches."

"Wait!!" Dangdang yelled, and she carefully picked up her son from the cradle.

Loud and loud, some rude movements woke up the baby boy, who struggled and began to cry.

Looking at his energetic son, Dangdang smiled, "Don't bother, it's settled, my son will be called Xiangshu!!"

"What kind of weird name is this? People in Jianghu are panicked now. I'm afraid it's not good for you to let your son be called this name." Ji Feiyi looked embarrassed.

"What's wrong, this is fate." A smile appeared on Dangdang's face.Gently teasing his son with his hand.

Lacquer carving Xiangshu watched his mother's shiny scalp dangling in front of him, and started giggling from crying to joy.

"Look, Xiangshu laughed, it seems he likes such a name."

Ji Feiyi sighed, hugged her lightly and walked out of the house, "It's up to you, Ning Shuning is cooking your pig's trotters for milking, I'll go and see if it's ready."

Looking at the back of Ji Feiyi leaving, Xiang Dangdang put down the Xiangshu in his hand, and then took out the map of Central Plains under the pillow, looking at it while muttering.

"Well... I have to find a good teacher for my son Xiangshu. My son who is a well-known descendant of Taiwu must stand the test."

Xiang Dangdang can remember Qi Diaochan's domineering and domineering appearance back then. If he were allowed to stay in Taiwu Village, relying on his own identity, he would not be able to guarantee that he would not become like that.So Dangdang decided to find a teacher for his son and let others take care of his son.

After half an hour of selection, she finally drew a circle on the Xuannv School with her thick fingers, "That's it."

Following the Xuannv sect, the resounding fingers skipped the Shaolin Temple and finally arrived at the Wuliang Vajra Sect, "Well... this is the next journey."

"Knock knock" someone knocked on the door. "Miss Dangdang, are you there???"

"Who??" Dangdang raised his head in surprise.

Qi Diaodun walked in with a long strip of cloth wrapped in his hand, looking excited.

He walked up to Dangdang and was about to speak, when he was attracted by the lacquer-carved Xiangshu rolling on the bed.

He wanted to reach out and hug him, but he didn't seem to dare.Rang Dangdang was a little uncomfortable.

"Hold me if you want, haven't you seen your son Qi Diao Xiangshu?? By the way, what's in your bag?" When the cloth hit the ground just now, there was a loud sound like metal hitting.

Qi Diaodun gently hugged his son, feeling the little life in his arms. At this time, his face was full of love, as if he was looking at the best baby in the world.

Seeing that Qi Diaodun ignored him, he reached out and took the thing with a loud sound.

He opened the cloth and saw that it was wrapped with a knife.It is still a serial knife with a wide blade and a ring on the back. Compared with ordinary serial knives, its handle is strangely three inches longer.

After kissing his son heavily on the cheek, Qi Diaodun explained to Xiang Dangdang: "Miss Dangdang, this is a weapon I specially ordered for you from Zhujian Villa. Do you like it?"

Loud Dang looked at the oval-shaped gauntlet in his hand, and the protruding chain knife on his hand, frowning slightly and said: "The knife is a good knife, but I'm still used to using long weapons."

Although she has also learned the sword skills of the famous Wuliang King Kong sect, she is best at Shaolin stick skills and Shi Xiangmen's spear skills.

Qi Diaodun carefully put his son in the cradle, and walked to the side of Dang Dang, "Of course I know, don't worry, I have taken everything into consideration."

After finishing speaking, Qi Diaodun took over the serial knife, twirled it lightly at the bottom of the handle, and with a sound of "clang", a diamond iron rod stretched out directly from the too long handle.

In an instant, the serial knife that was still in Qi Diaodun's hand just now had become the Qinglong Yanyue knife used by the second master Guan.

(End of this chapter)