"What is this place?" Chixiao Sword asked. How did Song Shuhang know about this place?
Song Shuhang's primordial spirit floated in the sky, looking at the castle built on the mountain, and replied softly, "The home of Black Pupil XIII."
In this Black Dragon World, the only ones who had a deep karma with him were Lady Kunna and Black Pupil XIII.
The former was the result of an ally + Longluo's will + a possible relationship with Big Boss Fatball.
The latter was an existence that Song Shuhang had once entered in his dreams, although he had only dreamt of his youth. In the process of entering the dream, Song Shuhang obtained a complete 'Black Dragon World language template' and a complete meditation technique from the other party.
"Is it that Black Dragon World youth who finally broke through to the main world and then died?" Senior Chixiao Sword asked. That youth was also the opportunity for Song Shuhang and the others to come to the Black Dragon World.
Song Shuhang: "Hmm … yes, it's him."
Senior Chixiao Sword wondered, "That youth is already dead, so what are you doing here?"
Song Shuhang thought for a moment, and then said, "Actually, I simply followed my feelings and came here. Maybe the opportunity for my little Jin Dan's' finishing touch 'will be here. I have such a feeling. "
This might be a man's sixth sense. He felt that there was something here that could help him break through, and at the same time, he could also end his karma with 'Black Pupil XIII'.
Senior Chixiao Sword said, "Well, what are you going to do next?"
Sometimes, cultivators were mysterious like this, and Scarlet Heaven would sometimes go crazy. The higher one's strength was, the more times they would go crazy. Scarlet Heaven called this' burying fate, burying karma ', while Chixiao Sword felt that this was a disease that needed to be cured.
Song Shuhang said, "Let's go around."
After saying that, his primordial spirit and Senior Chixiao Sword descended into the castle.
When they descended to a certain height, several layers of magical defensive barriers appeared over the castle. This was a defense against the invasion of Evil Spirits and Evil Beasts.
However, with the Chixiao Sword guarding the place, it could easily find a weak point in a defensive barrier of this level. It brought Song Shuhang into the castle without anyone noticing.
"Thank you, Senior Chixiao Sword." Song Shuhang spoke up — — he was very grateful to Chixiao Sword -senpai for being willing to escort his soul to such a faraway place.
Chixiao Sword replied, "It's nothing. Don't forget to give me a few more greatswords later."
"No problem." Song Shuhang smiled.
The interior of the castle was very spacious … but the architectural style was very similar to that of the old chief's Dragon Blood Tribe. This was probably a common architectural hobby of the Dragon Blood Race.
Song Shuhang aimlessly floated around the castle.
One of the benefits of having a primordial spirit was that it could pass through walls and there was no need to go around in circles.
Following his intuition, Song Shuhang's primordial spirit finally arrived at a lawn southwest of the castle.
There was a four-year-old boy on the lawn, carrying a spear and waving it with all his might.
The boy should be a 'mixed-blood'. Except for the circle of dragon scales on his wrist and the several dragon scales at the corners of his eyes, the rest of his body was no different from that of a human of the Black Dragon World.
The dark-skinned, thin boy waving a spear with difficulty would always remind people of the existence of pitiful child laborers.
Song Shuhang's primordial spirit stopped.
He looked at the dark-skinned, thin boy, and couldn't help but feel a sense of intimacy in his heart.
Song Shuhang softly said, "That's right, the cause and effect is with him."
This feeling of intimacy should be the aftereffect of entering the dreamland of 'Black Pupil XIII'. It was just like after he entered the dreamland of Daoist Priest Li Tiansu's life, he would have similar 'fatherly' feelings towards Li Yinzhu.
Chixiao Sword asked, "Who is this boy?"
Song Shuhang pinched his chin and thought for a while, guessing, "He should be the son of that Black Pupil XIII, right? Although Black Pupil XIII is known as the strongest warrior of the younger generation of the Dragon Blood Race, he only has the strength of the fifth rank. He's not young anymore, so it's normal for him to have a son. Could this be Black Pupil XIII? "
Generally speaking, those who could make him feel a sense of intimacy were blood relatives.
Black Pupil XIII was a pureblood member of the Dragon Blood Race, while the one in front of him was a mixed-blood. Therefore, according to normal speculation, the probability of this thin boy being his son was relatively high. Unless his father or mother remarried and gave him a stupid younger brother.
"Then what? Do you want to come into contact with this boy? "Senior Chixiao Sword asked.
Song Shuhang thought for a while. "I want to observe him first before making a decision."
On the lawn, the boy brandished his spear in a disciplined manner, sweating profusely.
However, he clearly didn't seem to have any talent in using a spear. He was very stiff and didn't know how to be flexible. Every move gave people a feeling of incoherence and incoherence, which was very uncomfortable to watch.
"It feels like I'm practicing with a sword. I think he should change his weapon," Song Shuhang said.
Chixiao Sword: "It's not a problem with the weapon. If you carefully observe his movements, you can feel the strangeness. It's not that he's not suitable for using a spear, he's just a bit stupid. "
"Isn't that bad?" Song Shuhang said.
Chixiao Sword: "Don't worry, it's not a big problem in the Black Dragon World if he's not suitable for practicing martial arts. Don't forget, this is a magic world, and the process of casting spells is foolproof. Maybe he's very talented in magic? The heavens were subtly fair in certain aspects. After taking away a talent from a person, it might bestow a hidden talent upon them. There were some idiots who could draw exquisite and peerless paintings. Some can't use a sword, but have matchless talent in saber techniques. "
"That's right. In the Black Dragon World, mixed-bloods are generally geniuses." Song Shuhang nodded. Just like him and Li Yinzhu, after they were mistaken for precious mixed-bloods, they immediately enjoyed genius-level treatment.
While they were talking, a pair of figures approached the lawn in the distance.
The man was a pure-blood member of the Dragon Blood Race. His body was covered with black scales. He was Black Pupil XIII's father, similar to the one Song Shuhang saw in the dreamland.
The woman was a Black Dragon World human with a great figure. Her facial features were somewhat similar to that of the spear-practicing youth. She should be his mother or sister.
"Chi Tong, it's time. Take a break," the human woman said softly.
Chi Tong seemed to be the name of the dark and thin youth.
Not Black Pupil XIII?
Could it be that the name Black Pupil + number, like the name Shiliu Su, needed to be recognized by the clan and carried out a ceremony before it could be inherited?
No, in his memory, Black Pupil XIII's name was confirmed when he was very young, and he didn't carry out a ceremony or anything.
Then, he contacted Black Pupil XIII's father who was standing on the side. So … this thin and weak dark youth might be Black Pupil XIII's younger brother?
The youth, Chi Tong, stopped practicing, picked up the spear again, and trotted to the woman's side. "Mom, is there any news from Big Brother?"
The human woman shook her head slightly. "Not yet, but don't worry, your Big Brother Black Pupil is very strong, and nothing will happen to him. Moreover, he has only been away for more than two months. In the past, it was normal for him to reply once every six months when he went out. "
Song Shuhang: "…"
He really was Black Pupil XIII's stupid younger brother.
"Take a break first. Dad brought your favorite wing bucket. Only after eating will you have the strength to cultivate and catch up with your brother in the future. "On the side, Black Pupil's father brought out a small bucket and put it on the table.
Chi Tong ran over happily and took the small bucket. "Thank you, Dad."
Chi Tong who liked to eat wing buckets?
"Dad, when can I go to the Lookout and get my magic terminal?" Chi Tong asked.
Black Pupil's father's big hand froze slightly, but he immediately revealed a gentle smile. "When your meditation technique improves a little more, then you can. You still have to cultivate harder."
"Yes, I will definitely succeed," Chi Tong said confidently.
Black Pupil's father sighed inwardly and looked up at the sky.
The human mother on the side also looked up at the sky and sighed slightly.
Song Shuhang: "…"
Well, the rich expressions of these two had already told him the answer.
Black Pupil XIII's younger brother, Chi Tong, probably didn't have any talent in magic.
What happened to the saying that mixed-bloods were all geniuses?
Where was this Chi Tong's "talent" hidden?
Was his talent to eat wing buckets?
After eating and drinking to his heart's content, and then sitting next to his parents to rest for a while, Chi Tong picked up his spear again in high spirits and ran off to cultivate.
Black Pupil's father and the human mother still had a lot of business to deal with, and after sitting for a while, they were ready to leave.
"Chi Tong, pay attention to rest, don't tire yourself," Black Pupil's father exhorted before leaving.
Chi Tong nodded vigorously: "Don't worry, Dad, I will rest after practicing another two hundred times."
Black Pupil's father's hand slightly stiffened again. He nodded silently and left quickly with his wife.
His eldest son was a pure-blood Dragon Blood, and the strongest genius of the tribe's younger generation.
His youngest son was a precious mixed-blood, but he had no talent in cultivation at all. But he was so hardworking in cultivation.
Every day, he desperately cultivated, but there was no effect at all.
The basic spear technique that he taught him three years ago, he practiced hundreds of times a day, but now it was still the same when he used it.
Every move and every move was completely incoherent and couldn't be connected.
It was said that only with effort would there be gain, but his youngest son was all effort and no gain. Black Pupil's father's heart ached.
An idiot who worked harder than anyone else, but had no gain at all, was even more heart-wrenching.
It was said that mixed-bloods were peerless geniuses, but what was his son's talent at?
Could it be that his talent was to eat wing buckets? Black Pupil's father looked at the small bucket in his hand — Chi Tong ate wing buckets without even spitting out the tip, it was very impressive.
Could my stupid son still be saved?
…
…
On the lawn, Chi Tong was left alone again.
Although he looked as thin and weak as a 4-year-old child, he was actually … already nine years old this year.
He waved the spear over and over again.
Sweat poured down like rain.
After two hundred times, he forcefully stabbed the spear into the ground.
Then, he fell to the ground with a loud thud.
"I'm indeed an idiot, right?" Chi Tong said softly.
It turned out that he knew he was an idiot. Song Shuhang thought that the youth was too naive and didn't realize that he was an idiot.
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