"What is this place?" Chi Xiaojian asked - why did Song Shuhang know about this place
"The home of the thirteenth generation of Hei Tong." Song Shuhang's primordial spirit floated in the sky, looking at the castle built on the mountain, and replied softly.
In this world of Black Dragon, there are only Ms. Kunna and the thirteenth Heitong who have a deeper cause and effect with him.
The former is the ally + the will of the dragon network + may have something to do with the fat ball boss.
The latter is an existence that Song Shuhang once dreamed of, although he only dreamed of it when he was a teenager. In the process of falling into the dream, Song Shuhang obtained the complete 'Black Dragon World Language Template' + a complete meditation method from the opponent.
"Is it the black dragon world boy who finally broke through to the world and then died?" asked Senior Chi Xiaojian. That boy was also the opportunity for Song Shuhang and others to come to the black dragon world.
Song Shuhang: "Well... That's right, it's him."
"That boy is already cold, so what are you doing here?" Senior Chi Xiaojian wondered.
After thinking about it, Song Shuhang said: "Actually, I came here simply by feeling. Maybe, the opportunity for the 'finishing touch' of some of my little golden pills will be here. I have such a feeling. "
This may be a man's sixth sense. He feels that there is something here that can make him break through, and by the way, he can end the cause and effect of the 'Black Eyed Thirteenth'.
"Okay, what are you going to do next?" Senior Akasaka Sword said.
The cultivator is sometimes so mysterious + nervous, and the Scarlet Firmament sometimes suddenly becomes nervous. The higher the strength, the more times the nerve is committed. Chixiaozi calls this 'burying the relationship, burying the cause and effect', while Chixiaojian feels that this is a disease and needs to be treated.
"Let's go shopping." Song Shuhang said.
After all, his Primordial Spirit and Senior Akasaka Sword descended into the castle.
When it landed to a certain height, several layers of magical defense barriers appeared above the castle. This is a defense against the invasion of evil spirits and beasts.
However, with the Scarlet Heaven Sword on the side, with this level of defensive barrier, it can easily find the flaws and take Song Shuhang into the castle without knowing it.
"Thank you, Senior Chi Xiaojian." Song Shuhang said - he was very grateful to Senior Chi Xiaojian, who was willing to protect his Primordial Spirit so far.
Chi Xiaojian: "It's a lot of work, don't forget to send me a few big swords when you look back."
"No problem." Song Shuhang smiled.
The interior of the castle is very spacious... but the architectural style is very similar to the old patriarch's dragon blood tribe. This should be the unified architectural hobby of the Dragonblood clan.
Song Shuhang floated aimlessly in the castle.
Primordial spirit has the advantage of being able to escape through walls, without having to go around in circles.
Following his intuition, Song Shuhang's primordial spirit finally came to a lawn in the southwest of the castle.
There was a four-year-old boy on the lawn, carrying a spear and waving it vigorously.
The boy should be a 'mixed-blood', except for a circle of dragon scales on his wrist and a few dragon scales at the corners of his eyes, the rest of his body parts are no different from humans in the world of black dragons.
The black and thin teenager, struggling to swing a spear, always reminds people of poor child labor and the like.
Song Shuhang's primordial spirit stopped.
He looked at the dark, thin boy, and couldn't help but feel a sense of closeness in his heart.
"That's right, the cause and effect is on him." Song Shuhang said softly.
This feeling of closeness should be the sequelae of his dream of 'Black Eyed Thirteenth Generation'. Just like after he dreamed about Li Tiansu's life, he would have feelings similar to 'father' to Li Yinzhu.
"Who is this boy?" Chi Xiaojian asked.
Song Shuhang pinched his chin and thought for a while, then guessed: "It should be the son of the Thirteenth Black Eye, right? Although the Thirteenth Black Eye is known as the strongest among the younger generation of warriors of the Dragonblood clan, But it also has the strength of level 5. The real age is not too young, and it is normal to have a son. This may be the fourteenth generation of Hei Tong?"
Generally speaking, the people who can make him feel close to each other are blood relatives.
The Thirteenth Black Eye was a pure-blooded member of the Dragonblood clan, and the one in front of him was a half-blood. Therefore, if it is normal to speculate, the chances of this thin boy being his son will be relatively high. Unless his dad or mom got married again and gave him a stupid brother.
"Then what? Do you want to contact this young man?" asked Senior Chi Xiaojian.
Song Shuhang thought for a while: "I want to observe it first and then decide."
On the lawn, the young man was waving his spear in a stern manner, dripping with sweat.
But he apparently had no talent for spearing, and practiced stiffly and completely inflexible. Every move gives people a feeling of incoherence and inability to connect, which makes it uncomfortable to watch.
"It feels like I'm practicing swordsmanship, I think he should change a weapon." Song Shuhang said.
Akasaka Sword: "It's not about the weapon. You can feel the difference if you observe his movements carefully. It's not that he's not suitable for spears, he's just stupid."
"Isn't that bad?" Song Shuhang asked.
Chixiaojian: "Don't worry, it's not a big problem to be unsuitable for practicing martial arts in the world of black dragons. Don't forget, this is the world of magic, and the process of casting spells is foolish. Maybe he will be very talented in magic? Some aspects are subtle and fair. After taking away a talent from people, it may give a hidden talent. Some nerds can draw exquisite paintings. Some can't use swords, but they have unparalleled talents. Top-level swordsmanship talent."
"That's right, in the world of black dragons, half-breeds are generally geniuses." Song Shuhang nodded - just like he and Li Yinzhu, after being mistaken for precious half-breeds, immediately enjoyed the treatment of genius level.
While they were talking, a pair of figures in the distance approached the lawn.
The man was a pure-blood member of the Dragonblood clan, with black scales all over his body—he was the father of the thirteenth generation of Heitong, similar to what Song Shuhang saw when he fell into a dream.
The female is a great human being in the world of black dragons. Her facial features are somewhat similar to those of the youth who practice spears. She should be her mother or sister.
"Chitong, it's time, take a rest." The human woman said gently.
Chi Tong seems to be the name of a black and thin boy.
Isn't Hei Tong XIV
Could it be that the name of the black pupil + number, like the name of Su Clan's Sixteen, needs to be recognized by the clan, and only after a ceremony can be inherited
No, in his memory, Hei Tong XIII decided on his name at a very young age, and did not perform a ceremony or anything.
Then contact the father of the Thirteenth Heitong at the side of the station, so... This thin black boy may be the younger brother of the Thirteenth Heitong
The teenager Chi Tong accepted the move, picked up the spear again, and trotted to the woman's side: "Mom, do you have any news about my brother?"
The human woman shook her head slightly: "Not yet, but don't worry, your brother Heitong is very strong, and there will be no accident. Moreover, he only went out this time for more than two months. Before, when he went out, he returned for half a year. A letter is normal."
Song Shuhang: "..."
He is really the stupid younger brother of Hei Tong XIII.
"Take a rest first, Dad brought your favorite wing bucket. Only after eating can you have the strength to practice, and you can catch up with your brother in the future." Hei Tong's father next to him brought out a small bucket and put it on the table.
Chi Tong happily ran over and took the bucket: "Thank you Dad."
Chi Tong who likes to eat wing buckets
"Dad, when can I go to the temple and get my magic power terminal?" Chi Tong asked aloud.
Hei Tong's father's big hands froze slightly, but he immediately showed a gentle smile: "Wait for your meditation to improve a little more, then you'll be fine. You have to practice harder."
"Well, I will definitely succeed." Chi Tong said confidently.
Hei Tong's father secretly sighed and looked up at the sky.
The human mother on the side also raised her head, looked at the sky, and sighed slightly.
Song Shuhang: "..."
Well, these two rich expressions have already told him the answer.
Chi Tong, the younger brother of Hei Tong XIII, probably does not have any talent in magic.
After all, hybrids are geniuses, right
Where is this Chi Tong's 'talent' hidden
Is his talent a bucket of wings
After eating and drinking enough, and then sitting next to his parents and resting for a while, Chi Tong picked up his spear full of energy and ran over to practice his anger.
Black pupil father and human mother still have a lot of business to deal with. After sitting for a while, they are ready to leave.
"Chitong, pay attention to rest and don't tire yourself." Heitong's father warned before leaving.
Chi Tong nodded vigorously: "Don't worry, Dad, I'll rest after practicing two hundred more times."
Hei Tong's father's hand froze slightly again, he nodded silently, and walked away with his wife.
The eldest son is a pure-blooded Dragonblood, the strongest genius of the tribe's younger generation.
The youngest son is a precious mixed race, but he has no talent in cultivation, but he is so diligent in cultivation.
Practice hard every day, but to no avail.
He taught him the basic spear technique three years ago, and he practiced it hundreds of times a day, but now he still uses it like this.
Every move is completely incoherent and cannot be connected.
It is said that you have to pay to get something, but his youngest son just paid nothing, and Hei Tong's father was very distressed.
The idiot who worked harder than anyone but didn't get the slightest gain was even more distressing.
It is said that the mixed race is a peerless genius. What is the point of his son's talent
Could it be that his talent is to eat wing buckets? Hei Tong's father glanced at the small bucket in his hand - Chi Tong eats the wing bucket, and doesn't even spit out his head, which is very powerful.
Is there any help for my stupid son
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On the lawn, only Chi Tong was left alone.
Although he looks thin and thin like a 4-year-old child, he is actually... 9 years old this year.
He swung the spear over and over again.
Sweat rained down.
After two hundred times, he slammed the spear into the ground.
Then fell to the ground.
"I really am an idiot, right?" Chi Tong said softly.
It turned out that he himself knew that he was an idiot. Song Shuhang thought that the young man was too simple and did not realize that he was an idiot.
Song Shuhang's eyes were silently watching Chi Tong. At the same time, on the composition of the Golden Pill of Merit Drilling Ball, the eyes of the sage who taught the Fa slowly opened...