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The black dragon glanced at him indifferently, without any emotion, or the emotion was very monotonous. But just like the dragon language it sends out, the simplest form can contain the most complicated information. Chen Changsheng's eye contact with the black dragon was only for a moment, as if he saw countless stars and received many meanings it wanted to express.
The abandoned well was built by Wang Zhice himself, and it was the life gate in the formation that imprisoned the black dragon, just like the Black Dragon Pond that Chen Changsheng saw in the abandoned garden was the life gate of the Tong Palace. The net made of gold and stone can not only ensure the penetration of the formation, but also ensure that no people in Kyoto will fall into the well and become the food of the black dragon. It's just not long ago——Chen Changsheng didn't understand what it wanted to express Not long ago, whether it was decades ago or a few days ago—someone in the palace took away the three mixed gold nets for some reason.
Heilong just glanced at it, and countless information poured into Chen Changsheng's mind. He understood a lot, but there was still a lot of information that he didn't have time to sort out and deal with. He didn't understand what it meant, but he clearly understood what Heilong wanted to express in the end. Ideas - Humans are really boring.
A life that has been imprisoned for hundreds of years, unable to communicate, and living alone and cold, actually said that human beings are boring. Chen Changsheng didn't quite accept it. He thought to himself, if you weren't so bored, why would you still refuse to let yourself go that night? Do you have to agree to come and chat with you? But why did that person take away the three mixed gold nets? Don't you worry about someone falling
He looked at the two iron chains behind the black dragon all the way to an extremely far place, and his eyes fell on the portraits of the two legendary generals on the stone wall as high as mountains, and he was very puzzled.
He never thought of helping the black dragon out of trouble. First of all, he didn't know how true or false the legend was. If the black dragon left the underground space, would it bring devastating disasters to the people of Kyoto? The more important reason was that this prison The formation of the black dragon was arranged by those peerless powerhouses between Wang Zhice and Taizong. With his current ability, can he break the formation? It's ridiculous to think about it.
Suddenly, he thought of one thing, since the black dragon can understand human language, and he can get information directly from its eyes, then there is no problem in the communication between himself and the black dragon. Even a strong practitioner can communicate with spiritual thoughts in a short period of time, let alone a sacred life like the mysterious frost dragon
Chen Changsheng looked into the eyes of the black dragon, wanting to tell it about this matter, but unexpectedly, the black dragon seemed to have predicted his thoughts in advance, and closed his eyes very quickly, causing frost to splash everywhere. Seeing its reaction, Chen Changsheng was startled, and vaguely guessed that what this black dragon wanted was not only to communicate, but also to hear the language of his own race? Why? Because of missing
"That night I promised to come to see you as soon as possible, but... the palace is very difficult to enter. It is not easy to come here once, and it takes a lot of risk. You know, I am very afraid of death. But now I am facing a problem, and I can't solve it. I might be about to die, so I thought I should visit you once before that, so here I am."
Chen Changsheng didn't talk about the words that the middle-aged woman left on the stone table, nor did he talk about how much effort and energy he had spent in order to meet the black dragon.
"I met you for the first time that night. I said a lot about death, and I said it again today. I hope you don't bother me."
Speaking of this, he suddenly thought that with the dragon clan's innate grasp of the origin of the power of the heavens, earth, and stars, and with their wisdom, they should have some understanding of this aspect. Suddenly, infinite hope arose in his heart, and he explained the problems he encountered in his practice. said, and waited earnestly for it to open its eyes.
After a long period of silence, the black dragon slowly opened his eyes, and the snow flakes fell.
It looked at Chen Changsheng, its eyes were still so indifferent, but Chen Changsheng saw the slightest change, it was dazed and confused.
Among the three most noble and powerful branches of the dragon bloodline, the Mysterious Frost Dragon has always been known for its wisdom, and even it couldn't solve the problems he encountered during his cultivation, which made Chen Changsheng even more depressed.
At this moment, the black dragon's beard floated up, came to him, stabbed heavily, and tapped his forehead to wake him up.
This action shows that it has become a little impatient.
What does the practice of a human teenager have to do with it? It only cares about how to make him master the dragon language as soon as possible, and then do something.
Chen Changsheng shook his head helplessly, feeling a little bitter. When he was watching Dao Zang in Xining Town, and was terrified by the arrogance and tyranny of the dragons in the records, how could he have thought that he would meet a real dragon in his life, and it was a real dragon at the same time? A dragon who is a good teacher
After a while.
"Aww..."
Chen Changsheng uttered an almost low-pitched roar, more like the sound of the wind, and definitely not like a normal pronunciation—this sound is very simple, but also very complicated. It requires the use of many extremely fine muscle groups in the throat, and even requires the inability to understand the voluntary consciousness. Some of the bands of the control are fine-tuned to come out without using the tongue.
This was the first word the Black Dragon taught him that night. He had learned similar pronunciation since he was a child in the old temple in Xining Town, so he mastered it quickly and never forgot it. The meaning of this word is very complicated. If you compare it with human language, it contains at least dozens of information. The most complicated information may require a whole paragraph to describe, and the simplest information is: me.
The black dragon was very satisfied with Chen Changsheng's performance. He had a light beard, and was very proud of his ability to teach and educate people. At some point, two night pearls fell from the dome, and he held them in his front paws and twirled them. If Ye Mingzhu was bigger, or if its claws were smaller, or it would be more like an old gentleman in a country school.
It turned its eyes slightly, looking at the night pearl beside Chen Changsheng.
Chen Changsheng remembered very clearly that that night, the greedy black dragon tried to seize his Ye Mingzhu and refused to return it, so he quickly put it away.
The black dragon's beard fell gently, looking a little helpless, and then it made a sound.
That was the second word it wanted to teach Chen Changsheng.
Night pearls, colored glass, rainbows, golden scales on a lake, burning evening clouds, or… light.
Chen Changsheng smiled a little embarrassedly, rubbed the center of his brows to make himself more energetic, and then began to try to imitate Heilong's pronunciation. For humans, dragon language is really too difficult to master, even for him who has a lot of experience, and it is very exhausting to the mind, his face pales at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The most critical thing is time. The Great Imperial Examination is approaching, the problem of washing the marrow has not been resolved, and the risk of death is in front of him. To Chen Changsheng, time is the most precious thing in the world. Logically speaking, it should not be wasted on learning Dragon Language , You know, this is even more meaningless than learning dragon slaying.
But he didn't refuse Black Dragon's request, nor did he leave, and continued to study intently. Because he likes to study, and because he promised the other party—to do his own thing, and he must do what he promised until he died. This is a habit he has developed since he was a child. It may not be good, but it is very powerful.
The isolated underground space, although illuminated by countless luminous pearls, is still cold, quiet and extremely empty.
On the ground, Chen Changsheng looked like an ant in front of the huge black dragon.
He babbles like a baby.
In the empty underground space, strange sounds sounded from time to time, it was because he made a wrong pronunciation.
Then, there will be the laughter of the black dragon echoing endlessly.