"The land under my feet is Yi City, and the grass and trees outside the city are very lush. It is fate that this child can meet me here. I will consider him as my disciple. After thinking about it carefully, I thought about it and called him Xue Yang. Xue is a tree and grass, just like a vast ocean. I hope he will do something in the future..."
"Master, what is the name of that little Taoist boy..."
"Xiao Xingchen... According to seniority, I am still your junior uncle..."
Xiao Xingchen: "Xue Yang, have I seen you before..."