After Senior White's clone took Song Shuhang and the others into the depths of the grassland, Song Shuhang immediately curled up in pain.
The pain that was shared by the doppelganger was simply terrible. It was a pain that was enough to make people faint.
"A 'Song, what's wrong?" Li Yinzhu asked doubtfully.
Song Shuhang trembled as he said, "My clone hasn't come back yet."
Gritting his teeth, he deactivated the secret cloning magic … and his clone, which was far away in the city, disappeared with a pop.
Only then did the pain in Song Shuhang's body slowly weaken.
Just now, before he could retrieve his clone, he was teleported away by Senior White's clone space.
"Shuhang Little Friend." Senior White's clone had a tranquil look on her face as she gently patted Song Shuhang. "Treat your clone well. This is your punishment for abandoning your clone."
Song Shuhang looked up at the sky. If it weren't for Senior White's instantaneous teleportation, I would have at least removed my clone before leaving.
"Alright, let's first read the Black Dragon World's language pack." Senior White's clone arrived in front of the Black Dragon World woman.
At this time, the woman was holding the mysterious forging material that Senior White had given her. Her eyes were hazy, and she still hadn't sobered up from her drunken state.
How drunk was she?
"Hmm, it's easier to operate in a drunken state. If I'm sober, I might have to use some memory-reading techniques. But in a drunken state, I only need to use illusions and some small tricks to extract the Black Dragon World's language pack. "Senior White's clone arrived in front of the woman. Then, Senior White's eyes met hers.
An illusion quietly unfolded.
The eyes of the Black Dragon World woman became even more hazy. She began to cooperate with Senior White and began to recite the basic language of the Black Dragon World.
Song Shuhang looked for a big tree and gently jumped onto its branch with Li Yinzhu.
Listening to the woman constantly reciting the language of the Black Dragon World, Song Shuhang yawned.
Beside him, Li Yinzhu also yawned.
Both of them rubbed their eyes.
Due to her body condition, Li Yinzhu would feel sleepy from time to time and want to sleep.
Song Shuhang was feeling tired and sleepy because he had suffered too much mental damage today.
At this time, Fairy Creation emerged from behind Song Shuhang.
Song Shuhang looked at Fairy Creation in confusion. Why did this fairy sister come out again?
There was no room for her to steal his lines, was there?
Fairy Creation folded her hands in front of her chest and prayed. Then, she began to sing.
It was a song sung in an ancient language.
Fairy Creation's voice was as gentle as water. It was truly the sound of nature.
This song was filled with the flavor of happiness, making people who listened to it feel relaxed.
Song Shuhang's knowledge of the ancient language couldn't even be considered basic. In the entire song, he couldn't understand a few words.
He could roughly understand a few words like 'teacher', 'night', 'tranquil', and 'starry sky'.
However, it didn't matter if he didn't understand.
Music, food, and art knew no boundaries.
Even if he didn't understand the lyrics, it didn't prevent him from enjoying the song.
As he listened …
Song Shuhang and Li Yinzhu fell asleep.
Song Shuhang leaned against a tree trunk, his face pressed against the tree, and he slept until he drooled.
Li Yinzhu leaned against Song Shuhang's body, her body exuding a slight chill. Her breathing was even, and she slept soundly.
When Fairy Creation's song ended, Song Shuhang and Li Yinzhu were completely asleep.
The fairy nodded in satisfaction. She had found her new value — when Song Shuhang wanted to sleep, she could sing a lullaby to Song Shuhang.
The effect was as good as above.
As long as Song Shuhang was tired and started to yawn, it would be time for her to appear.
This was a special skill that belonged to her, and it was something that the virtuous lamia couldn't learn.
Fairy Creation quietly returned to Song Shuhang's body, and gave herself a thumbs up.
* * * * *
Song Shuhang hadn't slept so well in a long time.
As he fell asleep, he had another dream.
He dreamed of a group of small tadpoles desperately swimming around. There was a huge number of them.
Song Shuhang had never seen so many tadpoles in his life. There were probably tens of thousands of them … No, this number might have reached tens of millions, or even hundreds of millions!
This number was terrifying.
Why did I dream of so many tadpoles?
Oh, right.
What you think about during the day, you dream about at night.
He had encountered the attack of that terrifying tadpole-like monster before. Although that tadpole-like monster had been smashed to death by a meteorite, it had still left a very deep impression on Song Shuhang.
With such a deep impression, it was understandable that he dreamed of an army of tadpoles when he slept.
After all, that tadpole monster was so huge, so it was also very logical for him to dream of an army of hundreds of millions of tadpoles …
When Song Shuhang thought of this, he found that he seemed to have become a member of the tadpole army.
He was also swimming desperately, using all his strength to push away all his companions, swimming at the forefront of the battle line, and becoming the first group of tadpoles.
This feeling was very real.
Although he didn't know why this group of tadpoles were swimming so desperately, as a little tadpole, it was very interesting to swim without any worries and just swim with all its might without thinking about anything.
It was just like how one needed to have a goal to strive for in life.
Small tadpoles also needed a goal to sprint desperately.
"If you want to do it, then do it to the best. Come on, sprint. Even if I'm just a small tadpole in my dream, I won't be willing to fall behind." Song Shuhang laughed.
As if it had heard Song Shuhang's thoughts, the small tadpole representing Song Shuhang swam faster, erupting with unprecedented strength.
It moved in a coquettish manner, pushing away one companion after another, and overtaking the companions at the forefront one by one.
As the long journey went on, many tadpole companions began to fall behind.
Some tadpole companions stopped moving forward forever … Some were tired, so they stopped to rest … Some split up and sprinted along another river.
Song Shuhang represented this tadpole, but it had strong explosive power and incomparably abundant physical strength.
More than half of the tadpole companions at the forefront with him had fallen behind, but it was still very fast. Compared to the other tadpoles around him, it was obviously much stronger.
"Hmm, why do I feel that something is wrong?" Song Shuhang suddenly fell into deep thought.
This dream felt a little strange.
But Song Shuhang couldn't tell exactly what was strange.
Just as Famous Detective Song Shuhang began to gather clues in his mind, preparing to unearth what was strange about the dream, the dream suddenly switched.
"Blah, blah ~" A language that Song Shuhang couldn't understand sounded.
This language … It sounded a bit like the language of the Black Dragon World?
Then, Song Shuhang found that the light in front of his eyes had been restored.
He was held by a pair of big, warm hands.
An excited voice sounded in his ear. It was the language of the Black Dragon World, no doubt about it.
Song Shuhang: "…"
The truth was already at his fingertips.
This kind of realistic experience, this kind of incomparably real fingertip contact, but he couldn't control the feeling of this body.
He entered the dream again.
The first two times, he dreamed that he was in a car accident in Dongfang Six Fairies's car, and he met the Scholarly Sage and was hit by the 'Twin Stare'. In fact, they were all nightmares caused by his own changes.
But this time, it was a real dream.
As for the target of this dream, Song Shuhang had already guessed it.
Black Pupil XIII.
Among the 'Dragon Blood Race' of the Black Dragon World, he was the strongest of the younger generation. He was a Fifth Stage Demonic Martial Artist, equivalent to the Fifth Stage Jin Dan Realm. In order to seek a breakthrough, he stepped into a teleportation formation that had been in disrepair for a long time, teleported to the main world, and lost his life.
Among the creatures of the Black Dragon World that Song Shuhang had recently come into contact with, this was the only one that had reached the 'dreamland' level of karma.
Song Shuhang had once used the 'secret appraisal technique' on him, held onto his' magical power top-up device 'for a period of time, and had even used the steel manifestation to activate his magical power top-up device.
With so much karma accumulating, he had indeed met the conditions for entering the dream.
Entering the dream of Black Pupil XIII is at least better than entering the dream of Lady Onion. Song Shuhang thought to himself.
At this time, the plot of the dreamland progressed rapidly.
The memories of Black Pupil XIII when he was young and ignorant were very short. There were only a few scenes, and they quickly flashed by.
The stage where the plot of the dreamland really unfolded was when Black Pupil XIII was three years old. He was indeed worthy of being the strongest genius of the younger generation of the Dragon Blood Race described in the 'secret appraisal technique'.
When he was three years old, he began to learn the language of the Black Dragon World, but it only took him more than a month to completely learn the language, and he could read and write it.
This type of genius always began to show their sharpness at a very young age.
The dreamland plot of learning the language of the Black Dragon World didn't have any cuts.
Thanks to Song Shuhang, he managed to get a complete 'Black Dragon World's language pack', and it had been loaded.
Song Shuhang was so moved that tears streamed down his face.
This was the 'language learning mode' that he really wanted.
If one day, he could enter the dreamland of the life of the big shots of the ancient world, how good would it be if he could also master the 'Ancient Language Pack' in the dream?
The language of the ancient world was really anti-human, and his tongue was numb. If he didn't use a cheat, he didn't know how long it would take for him to completely learn it.
After mastering the language of the Black Dragon World, Black Pupil XIII officially began to enter the 'cultivation' stage.
[True Dragon Meditation], this was the first cultivation technique that he started to practice.
There was only a meditation technique, and there was no matching basic body tempering technique.
The cultivation technique of the Black Dragon World was different from that of the main world.
A month later, Black Pupil XIII had completely mastered this meditation technique and entered the next stage of cultivation.
In Song Shuhang's mind, the cultivation system of the Black Dragon World corresponded to the first stage of cultivation.
The first stage of cultivation was to open the first aperture, the 'Heart Aperture', through meditation and basic body tempering techniques, condense the power of qi and blood, and officially step into the door of cultivation.
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