"Master Xuanyun brought his disciple back to the Xuan clan and gave him the name of his disciple Xuanying. Sakura is the cherry blossom cherry blossom, not the sound of the current rhythm." Xuanyin said again.

Bingchen frowned slightly.

"I think Master is wondering why my disciple changed his name later?" Xuanyin asked.

Bingchen nodded slightly.

Xuanyin's eyes showed a hint of bitterness and said, "Changing the name is not what my disciple originally wished. Master Xuanyun fought with the monster and unfortunately fell, and the Xuan clan was in danger. The disciple had no choice but to go to the ancestral altar in advance to receive the inheritance."

When he talked, Xuanyin paused for a moment, his eyes were a little complicated, and then he continued: "At that time, a special rhythm was released from the altar of the ancestors, and the sound house was there, and the monster retreated, so my Xuan clan passed by.

That disaster."

When he talked about this, Xuanyin not only did not have much joy, but Bingchen instead noticed the sadness in his eyes.

"Since then, although the Xuan clan has recognized his disciples, he has asked his disciples to change their name to Xuanyin. Many elders in the clan believe that it is the sound of the great way, the sound of saving the world, and the kind of thing that the ancestors of the Xuan clan showed their spirits to me.

A special foreshadowing, requiring the disciple to remember this life, so he collectively asked the disciple to change it to his current name." Xuanyin continued.

Bingchen frowned again.

Although Xuanyin is so light, Bingchen doesn't know the situation Xuanyin was facing at the beginning. The only way to rely on the fall of the only way, she is alone and a weak woman. For the sake of her clan, she stepped onto the altar of the ancestors to receive inheritance. She faces many other clans.

The elder's impulse was isolated and helpless, which forced her to compromise, endure grievances and pain alone, and also had to learn to be strong alone.

Thinking of this, Bingchen reached out and stroked Xuanyin's cheek again, with pity in his eyes.

"Xuanying, a good name. It starts with a cherry tree, blends with the feelings of a master and disciple, and expresses its longing for the teacher. When Xuanyun first named you this name, I thought I wanted to make you as beautiful as cherry blossoms and as gorgeous as cherry blossoms.

As carefree as cherry blossoms, Bingchen said.

Xuan Yin's eyes fluctuated slightly.

With eyes facing each other, Bing Chen's pitying gaze appeared a little gentleness.

Feeling Bingchen's hand gently stroking his cheek, Xuanyin not only felt shy, but felt very relieved and warm.

"In the future, continue to call Xuanying, how about?" Bingchen asked.

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