Ze Tian Ji

Chapter 122: I really want to live another five hundred years

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I don't know how long it took, Chen Changsheng reckoned that it should be early in the morning, so he stood up and signaled to Black Dragon that this is the end of his study for tonight.

The black dragon's mood was obviously not too high, but he mercifully did not stop him from leaving.

He looked up at the dome of the underground space. The bottom of the abandoned well was just an inconspicuous black spot on the ground, and no morning light leaked in.

How to get up

He remembered the process of leaving the underground space last time, with a slightly condensed expression, he took off all the clothes on his body as quickly as possible, and then put them away. He was preoccupied with preparing for the next thing, but he didn't notice that during this process, the black dragon's eyes clearly showed disgust and tension.

A bright light flashed, and Chen Changsheng's body disappeared on the ground.

The black dragon looked up at the ground, with a light beard, not saying goodbye, but saying that you have to come back soon.

The next moment, Chen Changsheng returned to the ground.

It is still the side hall in the palace, and it is still the pond.

He walked from the pool to the shore, seeing no one around, quickly took out his clothes and put them on.

The morning light was faint and the autumn was cold, and the wind was blowing from the side of the hall. It was just such a short period of time, and he was a little bit frozen. Even though his muscles and bones had been tortured by the medicinal soup for many years, he still couldn't bear it.

What should I do next

He folded his arms, recalling the route that night, and suddenly saw the black sheep on the other side of the pond.

He froze slightly, and gradually loosened his hands—whenever he didn't know where to go, the black sheep would appear. I didn't meet the middle-aged woman by the pool today, but I still saw the black sheep. He felt more and more strange, and always felt that there was some hidden connection between these things.

But he didn't know who to ask, and if he asked the black sheep, he would definitely not get an answer.

He walked across the pool. The black sheep gently pushed against his knee, just like the previous few times, and began to lead him the way. I don't know if it was because it was still early or for some other reason, but there was no one in the palace in the early morning, not even the servants who cleaned the courtyard. None of them were seen, and one person and one sheep walked to the palace wall smoothly.

There are green vines on the palace wall, and an old door is hidden among the green vines, and there is a lock on the door.

Around the black sheep's neck hung a key.

Chen Changsheng took off the key and opened the lock, pushed the door and walked into the quiet passage. It didn't take long before he returned to the Orthodox Academy.

This is not the door that the middle-aged woman walked through, but the door that Mo Yu walked through.

Chen Changsheng wanted to put the key back on Hei Yang's neck, but Hei Yang turned his head slightly to express his refusal.

He thought for a while in silence, said thank you, and put the key away solemnly.

The black sheep walked back to the palace, and the old door was closed again.

In the days that followed, life seemed peaceful on the surface. The confession of the Holy Empress was accurately conveyed to the various forces in Kyoto through Mo Yu. The gate of the Orthodox Academy was still unrepaired, and no one dared to make trouble. If it falls, it means the door is closed.

Chen Changsheng was the same as in the past, studying and practicing diligently every day, just to prepare for the Great Court Examination, and made some corresponding adjustments, such as reading some test papers from the last Great Court Test, and he brought Tang Thirty-Six and Xuanyuan Po together. I went to the Baicao Garden next door to get a lot of herbs again. The injury on Xuanyuan Po's right arm has completely healed. Chen Changsheng has found a kung fu that suits him, but he doesn't know how much improvement he can make when it comes to the Great Court Examination.

As the most favored Young Master Sun of the Tang family in Wenshui, Tang Thirty-Six naturally received great attention from the family when he participated in the imperial examination. Although the old master expressed great indignation in the letter that he dropped out of Tiandao Academy without permission, but The materials prepared for him have not decreased at all, but have increased a lot. It seems that the Tang family is very clear about what happened in Kyoto recently, and knows the current situation of the Orthodox Academy.

In addition, the Jiaoshu Office also provided a lot of convenience for the Orthodox Academy to take part in the imperial examination. Priest Xin personally went through all the formalities. Of course, Luo Luozuo made the greatest contribution. She refined all the herbs Chen Changsheng sent over into pills according to the method, and sent them to the Orthodox Academy along with many other things.

Everything is ready, and it seems that they are waiting for the date of the big imperial examination, but in the meantime, a small episode happened.

One morning in early winter, Chen Changsheng finished his routine starlight washing, returned from the library to the small building, and saw Mo Yu again. Miss Mo Yu's black hair like a waterfall was still hanging on her shoulders, but she was not asleep, but stood beside the bed with her hips crossed, her face full of anger, like a bitter woman who wanted to quarrel.

Chen Changsheng had seen this kind of attitude many times recently, every day when he called Tang Thirty-Six to wake up, he would see it once. He knew it was called getting up, or not sleeping well.

"What's wrong?"

Although the Orthodox Academy and Mo Yu had a hostile relationship, he was still curious as to why she looked like this. He remembered very clearly that the pillow was a newly replaced medicinal herb, which was very helpful for calming the mind.

Mo Yu lifted the quilt on his bed, pointed at the crystal stones scattered on the bed, and said angrily: "You just say so if you don't want me to sleep. As for putting these stones to answer me?"

It's not a response, but in her opinion, what Chen Changsheng did was to respond to herself.

Chen Changsheng didn't understand very much. Those crystals were sent to the Orthodox Academy by the Tang family and Luoluo in Wenshui. They contained a lot of jade and beauty. If you hold the crystals while meditating, you can greatly speed up the absorption of starlight, so He will stuff these crystals under the quilt.

For the sake of the imperial examination, he will not let go of all the details.

"I've already added two more layers of bedding. I tried it myself, and I can't feel it at all." He explained to Mo Yu.

Mo Yu couldn't help but be speechless, thinking that if he knew that Pingguo could not sleep because of the pea on the bottom of ten beds, he would definitely not understand.

Snowflakes suddenly fell outside the window, it was the first snow.

The window was suddenly quiet, the two looked at each other speechlessly, and the atmosphere became a little awkward.

It was only then that Mo Yu realized that his grievances were unreasonable, and Chen Changsheng also realized that he didn't need to explain anything at all.

This is his room and his bed. There is no friendship between him and her, but enemies.

Mo Yu left, and she never came to the Orthodox Academy until the Great Examination. It seemed that she finally understood how absurd it was for her to do so.

However, the next day, Chen Changsheng found that his pillow and quilt were gone.

Is this all right? He lifted his sleeve, smelled it, and found that there was no smell.

But why do Luoluo and Heiyang like to smell themselves? Now even people like Miss Mo Yu...

Chen Changsheng couldn't feel any complacency. As a person with a slight obsession with cleanliness, thinking that Mo Yu would sleep with his quilt every night, he found it a bit unacceptable.

As time goes by, the surprise brought by the first snow has disappeared. The snow falls every day in Kyoto, and I have long been tired of seeing it. The autumn and winter solstice are getting colder, and the day of the Great Imperial Examination is getting closer.

Chen Changsheng knew that he couldn't hesitate any longer, so he didn't hesitate anymore.

A few days before the imperial examination, he did not tell anyone, and under the cover of the early morning snowstorm, he left the Orthodox Academy and came to Beixinqiao. Fallen leaves like golden leaves, covered with snow, the famous scenery of Kyoto, can only wait for the coming year, there are no traces of tourists, except for the imperial army in the distance and the traces left by flying chariots in the snow sky, there is nothing here No.

It's not that there is nothing, there is a court lady in fur in the distance, leading two snow mastiffs for a walk.

The Snow Mastiff is not a dog, but a powerful monster that dares to fight with the strong human practitioners. It was born in the Black Stone Mountain outside Xuelao City. It likes cold and hates heat, and it doesn't know how it can survive in Kyoto. Of course, it is definitely not ordinary people who can raise snow mastiffs. These two snow mastiffs are not white, one is slightly yellow. The snow fell heavily, the yellow mastiff gradually turned white, and the white mastiff gradually became swollen.

In front of the palace wall, there is a vast expanse of white snow, the mountains and rivers are unified, and there is a black hole in the ground.

That's the mouth of the well.

Chen Changsheng walked up to the well, glanced at the palace man and the two snow mastiffs in the distance, confirmed that he hadn't noticed him, and jumped down.

The ground is full of wind and snow, and the ground is always full of wind and snow. Those wind and snow come from every breath of the black dragon.

Chen Changsheng came to see the black dragon several times these days, and he was no longer as nervous as he was at the beginning, but he didn't even know how to stand, and he didn't know how to move his hands.

The black dragon is very satisfied with his understanding of learning dragon language, and is extremely dissatisfied with the frequency of his learning, but even if it is a dragon, it also knows the significance of the Great Court Examination to human beings, so it is not good to ask too much of him.

The dragon's beard danced lightly, sweeping away all the ice and snow debris on the ground in front of Chen Changsheng.

Chen Changsheng skillfully took out a few oil-paper bags and a few novels that were common in the market, and put them on the ground.

The oiled paper was untied, and inside were roasted lamb, roasted chicken, roasted deer tail, braised beef tongue, and a steamed double-headed fish.

"Leave me the tongue," he said.

Thinking of the black dragon imprisoned underground for hundreds of years, lonely and pitiful, and having not eaten for a long time, every time Chen Changsheng visited it, he would bring some food.

Of course, these foods can't satiate the black dragon, just to satisfy the hunger.

At the very beginning, Heilong sneered at this, as if Lao Tzu would eat human flesh in the palace without batting an eyelid, but when he really ate it, he was not polite.

"I made a decision."

Chen Changsheng patiently waited for the black dragon to finish tasting the food at an extremely slow pace before he began to speak.

Heilong looked at him like an idiot.

Having met several times in the past, it already knew what Chen Changsheng wanted to do.

Lowly human beings can only have a weak body. If they fail to wash their marrow successfully, they can only sit for a photo first, and that will only lead to death.

Although it didn't pay much attention when it was studying with its father, it still understood such a simple truth.

In fact, Chen Changsheng also knew that it was basically impossible to succeed, because he had never seen a successful precedent in the Three Thousand Paths.

But he had to do it, because the Great Court Examination was coming soon.

He must get the first place in the grand examination, only in this way can he meditate in Lingyan Pavilion for a night.

Only in this way will he have the opportunity to get in touch with the chance to change his life against the sky.

Only in this way can he live past the age of twenty.

If not, there is no difference between twenty and fifteen.

Yes, in the boring and monotonous practice study, he was already fifteen years old.

Twenty years minus fifteen years old, there are still five years.

Five hundred years minus twenty years old is still almost five hundred years.

He wants to bet five hundred years for five years.

He really wanted to live another five hundred years.

Seeing Chen Changsheng's expression, Heilong knew that he was serious this time.

The black dragon's eyes gradually became serious, and it was ready to prevent this from happening.

If you die, who will talk to me, who will do that for me

Chen Changsheng didn't say a word, just watched it quietly, so it knew that he couldn't stop it.

The black dragon's eyes became a little irritable.

Chen Changsheng untied the dagger from his waist, looked at it and said, "If I die..."

Heilong looked at the short sword, his eyes became serious.

Chen Changsheng thought for a while and said, "Forget it, if you die, you will die. There is no point in leaving any words."

The black dragon's eyes gradually changed from serious to calm, and finally there was only admiration left.

Any life that can calmly meet death and challenge death is worthy of admiration.

Whether it is a dragon, a demon, a monster or a human, even a sparrow.

It remembered what the father said to him.

Because of its admiration, it no longer tried to stop Chen Changsheng, and lightly touched the center of his brow with a light dragon beard, then withdrew it.

Chen Changsheng sat down and picked up the ox tongue that the Black Dragon had specially left for him earlier.

When he was ten years old, knowing that he would not live to be twenty years old, he never ate such an unhealthy but delicious food as beef tongue.

He ate and tasted seriously, with a satisfied expression.

After eating the beef tongue and drinking some water, he picked up some snow from his side, wiped his hands clean, and rubbed his face again to make himself more awake.

After all these preparations, he closed his eyes and began to take pictures.