Baijing Street's Sabersman and Scholar Mountain of Books — Song Shuhang immediately ticked these two dao names. They were dao names that suited Song Shuhang's taste.
Then, he deleted Master Butcher Knife.
What was Daoist Priest Pressure? Daoist Priest Pear Pear? Delete, delete, delete!
Young Master Buddhist Fist? Both Buddhist Fist and Young Master … with delicate features and a stocky build? Delete, delete, delete!
In this case, apart from the two names he had decided to keep, there were six left.
And he needed seven Daoist names.
Therefore, he had to delete one more.
Tyrannical Saber Song One, Wooden Daoist, Virtuous Diamond Sabersman, Scholarly Fist Monk, Path-seeking Scholar, Virtuous Cultivator …
Of these six names, the one Song Shuhang wanted to delete the most was Tyrannical Saber Song One.
But … this was a name proposed by Venerable White.
After thinking about it, Song Shuhang decided to keep it. He had to give face to Senior White!
If he didn't give face to Senior White, and if Senior White was unhappy … cough, he would be risking his life.
Anyway, these seven names were just a transitional phase. Slowly, he would choose the one that suited him the most. Therefore, he could just find a reason to delete Tyrannical Saber Song One.
With that, it was easy to choose which of the remaining four names to delete. Virtuous Diamond Sabersman or Scholarly Fist Monk.
Both of these Daoist names were of the disgraceful type.
However, in comparison, Scholarly Fist Monk had a higher chance of being deleted. After all, he didn't really want to become a monk!
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…
Tyrannical Saber Song One, Wooden Daoist, Baijing Street Sabersman, Scholar Mountain of Books, Path-seeking Scholar, Virtuous Cultivator, and Virtuous Diamond Sabersman.
He had seven names in a row, seven days a week. Since he had one name a day, he could rotate them.
One name a day, seven days a week, and there would be no repetition.
If he didn't feel that remembering 365 names in a year was too troublesome, he would have chosen 365 names and experienced the life of a different name every day.
Calculating the time, it was now late at night on July 21st. Saturday. There were still a few hours before dawn.
Today, he was called Virtuous Cultivator, but after midnight … his daoist name would be Virtuous Buddhist Bladesman.
Then, on Monday, the day after tomorrow, he would become Tyrannical Saber Song One!
* * * * *
After checking the seven dao names, Song Shuhang gently smiled, and said, "Therefore, The seven Daoist names were used in turn every day. That way, we can take turns to do it every week. "
"Song Qianbei with seven dao names, cool!" Jouko Hagi said enviously.
— — She had decided that she would ask her father to give her a few more Daoist names when she got home.
How many Daoist names should I choose?
Seven Daoist names like Song Qianbei? No, no, that would make us feel like a couple.
He might as well choose thirty Daoist names. A new one every day for a month! Sigh, that doesn't seem right. Sometimes there are only twenty-eight days in a month, and sometimes there are thirty-one days.
So … let father give her 365 Daoist names! One per day could last for a whole year, and it wouldn't be the same every day!
Great, I've decided. I want 365 Daoist names.
Every day will be different, and every day will be a brand new Jouko Hagi!
In a distant place, Venerable Spirit Butterfly, who was arranging the aftermath of the hand-guided tractors with Venerable Tornado, suddenly shivered … it was the sixth sense of a Venerable. It felt as though something troublesome was about to befall him.
What a troublesome matter!
Was it the Sea King with that big eyeball? Hehehe, is it possible that that guy will send sea urchin warriors to attack the Spirit Butterfly Island?
Let's see if I don't kill those sea urchin warriors!
… …
… …
Venerable White also laughed and said, "Seven Daoist names can be used in turn ~ Haha, only someone like Little Friend Shui Hang, who isn't restricted by the rules of the world of cultivators, could come up with such an idea. However, it's rather interesting. "
"Seven Daoist names in seven days?" Beihe Sanren was dumbfounded. "Little Friend Shui Hang, are you sure?"
"Yes, I'm sure. Senior Northern River, you don't need to worry. I'm not messing around … this is just a transitional phase. I'll choose one of the seven daoist names and use it as my true daoist name in the future, "Song Shuhang replied.
Or perhaps, during the process of deciding on his final daoist name. If he came across a suitable daoist name, he would change the seven daoist names.
In any case, the daoist name of a cultivator wouldn't stay the same.
Depending on the strength of the cultivator or the influence of other factors … Powerful cultivators would sometimes change their daoist name.
For example, Venerable Spirit Butterfly's daoist name wasn't 'Spirit Butterfly' a long time ago. Only when he started to build his own Spirit Butterfly Island did he change his daoist name to 'Spirit Butterfly'.
Another example was True Monarch Ancient Lake Temple. He didn't use this daoist name 200 years ago. Later on, he inherited the position of the temple master of the Ancient Lake Temple and the daoist name 'Ancient Lake Temple'. This was a custom that had been passed down in their lineage.
"It's indeed an interesting method." Thrice Reckless Mad Saber pinched his chin. He seemed to have recovered from the fear of being killed by Su Clan's Ah Qi?
That's right. As someone who had been fighting on the frontlines of the death-seeking camp all year round, if he didn't even have this little bit of mental fortitude, how could he happily seek death?
"However, Shuhang Little Friend, although a daoist name is just a title … a cultivator's daoist name is inextricably linked to their luck. Don't look down on daoist names! "It was rare for Three Waves to seriously advise someone.
"I understand, Senior Thrice Reckless. I've never looked down on daoist names. " Song Shuhang closed the notebook and returned it to Beihe Sanren — he had memorized all seven daoist names.
Since he didn't look down on daoist names, he decided to change 'Stressed by a Mountain of Books'.
"Thrice Reckless' words are from the bottom of his heart. His daoist name is a good example." Beihe Sanren took back the notebook and laughed.
Three Waves: "…"
Just like that, the matter regarding Song Shuhang's daoist name was decided.
* * * * *
"Alright, since Shuhang Little Friend's daoist name has been decided, let's go to the cultivator's market!" Venerable White waved his arm and said happily. But after saying that, Venerable White thought of another question. "Shuhang Shuhang, what is your daoist name today?"
"Saturday, please call me Virtuous Cultivator." Song Shuhang then asked curiously, "Are we going to start the cultivator's market right now?"
"Yes, we're going to start it right now. It's a common practice in the world of cultivators." Beihe Sanren explained, "Cultivators usually live in different parts of the world, and it's not easy for them to gather together. Therefore, after the 'flying sword competition' and other similar competitions between cultivators, they would take the opportunity to organize a cultivator's market. Senior Spirit Butterfly and Senior Tornado are already arranging the items related to the market. "
"So that's how it is." Song Shuhang nodded. Soon after, he glanced at the excited Venerable White and said, "Senior White, you're the organizer of the hand-guided tractor competition this time, right? You're the organizer of the hand-guided tractor competition this time, right? Don't you need to organize the trading fair? "
"Don't worry, I'll leave everything to Fellow Daoist Spirit Butterfly and Fellow Daoist Tornado. Especially Fellow Daoist Tornado. He likes to be in the limelight the most. I just need to show my face when the market starts. " Venerable White gave him a thumbs up and added, "In addition, I've already arranged everything I can do ~ Before organizing the hand-guided tractor competition, I invited several famous' master appraisers' in the world of cultivators to come and oversee the market. At that time, if you run into an item that you can't appraise, you can ask these fellow daoists to appraise it for you. Of course … don't forget the appraisal fees. "
Venerable White's' shirk responsibility 'skill was worth a lot of points.
On the other hand, Venerable Tornado's' work without complaint 'skill was worth quite a bit.
"Right, Song Shuhang … ah, no, Virtuous Cultivator. After the market starts, come and look for me. I'll bring you around the market and give you some knowledge about cultivators. " Venerable White waved his hand and said, "I'll go to Fellow Daoist Spirit Butterfly's place first and see when the market will start."
After saying this much, Venerable White happily ran away.
"Ahaha, speaking of the market, it's time for Senior White to reap the harvest, right?"
"Whenever there's a similar market, Senior White always manages to get a lot of good stuff."
"But recently, everyone has learned a lot. As long as it's something that Senior White wants to trade, it's definitely a good treasure."
"That's not necessarily the case. Old acquaintances have learned a lot, but there are always new people appearing in the market every year."
The several seniors ridiculed each other and headed toward Venerable Tornado and Venerable Spirit Butterfly's place.
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…
"It's a market for cultivators to trade their treasures. It's a rare opportunity … unfortunately, I don't have many things on hand that I can use to trade. I don't even have a few spirit stones," Song Shuhang said regretfully.
He just wanted to join in the fun of this market and learn a thing or two about cultivators.
"Speaking of which, the final stop is near Senior Seven Lives Talisman's island? Tubo, Yangde, and Gao Mou are also on that island, right? In that case, I should go and see them first! "Song Shuhang thought this much and stood up.
After a short moment.
Song Shuhang discovered that he was lying alone in the open container of the hand-guided tractor … next to him was the vast sea. He couldn't see where the island was.
The final stop of the market was said to be near the island … but only the undead knew how far Venerable White and the others were referring to when they said 'near'.
Also … Seniors, when you leave, can't you take me along with you? Do you want me to swim over there and look for you?
How unfortunate!
* * * * * *
"What a tragedy."
On the island.
It was already close to midnight.
After studying hard for a whole day, the natives of the island went to bed early. They kept the good tradition of working at sunrise and resting at sunset.
Gao Mou was lying in a small mud hut with his eyes wide open. He couldn't fall asleep at all.
"Life on a tea table!"
It was supposed to be a honeymoon vacation with his girlfriend Yayi, but in the end, it turned into a scary 'survival on the island of savages'.
The cruise ship that would pick them up would arrive at the island after a month.
"One month … the automatic updates I set up in the author's platform are running out. I reckon that I'm going to stop updating soon," Gao Mou muttered. (To be continued.)
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