(Yesterday, I took a day off to rest and tidied up the earlier chapters, only to find that they were a complete mess of chapters, sorry for troubling you, Lord Editor, to make some adjustments. I just took a look, it's actually all done, thank you, Lord Editor. Afterwards, my mood improved last night, then I thought about the plot and made a detailed outline, causing me to suffer from insomnia until now. In the morning, I simply started writing, it's rather smooth, but I still haven't rested, so I'm a bit absent-minded, if there are any areas where I slip up, please excuse me, I will find time to correct them.)
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Chen Chang Sheng was really angry.
Before the Grand Examination, he had suddenly completed his Purification, even a perfect one, although he was unconscious during the entire process and didn't know what had happened, he knew that it definitely had something to do with the Black Dragon.
Currently, he was still alive, able to obtain first upon the First Banner in the Grand Examination, able to comprehend the monoliths in the Mausoleum of Books, starlight illuminating the Capital, all of this was bestowed upon him by the Black Dragon.
To him, the Black Dragon was an even more important existence than his savior, currently, looking at the wound between the Black Dragon's eyes that still seemed to be bleeding, looking at the faintly discernible white bone deep within the wound, one could imagine what kind of pain it was enduring, how could it not be moved.
Yes, the Black Dragon was said to be an evil dragon, His Holiness had previously said the same in Li Palace, but even if it had once committed heinous crimes in the Capital, being tricked and imprisoned underground by Wang Zhi Ce for several hundred years still wasn't enough to atone for its crimes, how could it be subjected to such torment again?
The Black Dragon quietly floated in the air, listening to Chen Chang Sheng's angry questioning, the emotions in its eyes were very calm. There was no pain, no fear, no anger that followed his emotions, and even more so, no emotion, only coldness, devoid of emotion.
Under its indifferent gaze, Chen Chang Sheng felt like an idiot, he didn't understand why, feeling very awkward, thinking to himself, could it be that he had misunderstood something?
After a long time, he felt the need to break the silence, asking with some hesitation: "… after that day, this is the first time I've come to see you, are you alright?"
The Black Dragon didn't reply, nor did it make any reaction.
Just as previously mentioned, although Chen Chang Sheng wasn't clear on what had happened during his first Meditation in the underground space, he knew that he had definitely received the Black Dragon's assistance, allowing him to escape that calamity.
"I don't know how to thank you, so I brought some of your favorite food."
He took out the whole roast lamb that he had ordered at Quyuan's Roast Lamb Shop and placed it on the ground in front of the Black Dragon. The aroma of the roast lamb instantly spread along with the heatwave, but it was quickly frozen by the chill of the underground.
"You should hurry up and eat the lamb first. Don't worry about other things."
He looked at the grease on the leg of the lamb and reminded.
Then, he continued to take things out. Roast chicken, roast deer tail, roast goose, pickled cabbage and fat beef hotpot, water tofu in a wooden bucket, fire phoenix fruit … It didn't take long for the ground to be filled with dozens of dishes.
Black Dragon's eyes lit up, but he still did not move, nor did he speak.
Chen Chang Sheng felt that something was strange. The last few times he had come to the underground space, the Black Dragon had rarely conversed with him, apart from teaching him the dragon language. He did not know if it was because it was disdainful or because the dragon roar was too exhausting, but it had never been as quiet as today.
"What's wrong? Are you angry that I haven't come to see you for so long? "
He looked at the Black Dragon and explained: "That day when I woke up, I was in Orthodox Academy. I don't know who sent me back, but after I found out that my Purification was successful, I wanted to come find you, but I don't know who filled the well … I think it might be the person who sent me back to Orthodox Academy. After that, I had to prepare for the Grand Examination, and these days I've been in the Mausoleum of Books looking at the Heavenly Tome Monoliths, so I really didn't have the time to come."
Actually, he didn't need to explain so much. But he still explained.
His eyes were very clean and his expression was very serious.
Perhaps it was because of this, the Black Dragon's whiskers lightly floated up, waving a few times under the illumination of the Luminous Pearl, indicating that he would enjoy his offerings later.
Chen Chang Sheng finally calmed down and began to chat with the Black Dragon.
"I really have to thank you, otherwise I wouldn't have been able to obtain first upon the First Banner in the Grand Examination."
He gave a detailed account of the Grand Examination, then talked about how the Pope personally put a garland of thorns on him when the Rankings were announced. He didn't mention what had happened in the Pavilion of Ascending Mist, but the scenery of the Mausoleum of Books and the stories within the monolith huts were very clear and detailed.
"I've seen many rubbings of monolith inscriptions, but before entering the Mausoleum of Books, I always had some sort of fantasy, always thinking that the hardest monolith to understand might be written in the Dragon language."
Chen Chang Sheng looked at the Black Dragon and laughed, saying, "When I was young, I studied the Dragon language, and after being taught by you for so many days, if the monolith inscriptions were really in the Dragon language, then it would naturally be much more convenient for me than for other people."
The Black Dragon's gaze towards him was full of ridicule and contempt.
He was a little embarrassed, gave a few chuckles and said, "Only after entering the Mausoleum of Books and seeing those monolith inscriptions, did I realize that I was overthinking."
This was originally a rather embarrassing matter, but he laughed very happily.
The laughter gradually subsided, he looked at the Black Dragon and seriously said a few words. When he said these words, his expression was extremely solemn, even somewhat solemn.
"After viewing the monoliths in the Mausoleum of Books for over twenty days, on the last day, I finished viewing all seventeen monoliths of the front mausoleum. In the end, I discovered a secret … the stars can move."
Previously, when facing the Pope in the Li Palace, he had not even mentioned this matter.
However, the Black Dragon was very dismissive of his trust, and even found his solemnity and solemnity funny. The ridicule and contempt in the dragon's eyes grew even stronger.
Chen Chang Sheng stared blankly, only reacting after a while.
Dragons were the creatures that could fly the highest in the world. They could pierce through the clouds and go above the Nine Heavens. It was rumored that the Black Frost Dragons, the royal race of dragons, could even fly freely in the Milky Way when they matured. Even if the Black Dragon had never flown freely in the Milky Way, how could he not know that the stars could move?
In his view, this completely overturned common sense, even a completely new discovery that went against the truth, but to the Black Dragon, it was the most ordinary of things. He had so solemnly and solemnly told the Black Dragon that the stars could move, just like telling the fish that the bottom of the water was calm, and telling the birds that the clouds were actually mist …
"I think I'm overthinking it again."
He looked at the Black Dragon and said somewhat helplessly, and also somewhat at a loss, "If that's the case, then many people should know, but why has no one ever mentioned it?"
The Black Dragon still ignored him.
Chen Chang Sheng could only not think about these things, and instead think about those things that were worth being happy about. He happily said, "Did you know? I'm now at the upper level of Ethereal Opening. "
In his view, the Black Dragon was at least several hundred years old, so it was naturally an extremely old senior — to obtain some results with the help and care of this senior, he obviously had to promptly report it.
The Black Dragon looked at him, its contemptuous and mocking expression still on its face.
Chen Chang Sheng continued to say, "Previously, when I went to Li Palace, I found out … that His Holiness is actually my martial uncle. Yes, he said that I am the only successor of his school, so in the future, the Orthodoxy will be inherited by me. Although I feel that this is very absurd, I also feel that His Holiness is serious."
Hearing these words, the contemptuous and mocking expression in the Black Dragon's eyes finally disappeared. Even if it was the noblest and most powerful of the dragons, when facing the successor of the Orthodoxy, it still had to show the corresponding respect.
"Of course, in reality …"
Chen Chang Sheng thought about it, then changed the topic and said, "I have to go on a long journey to the Garden of Zhou. It might be a very long time before I can come see you."
"Yes … my fiancée is Xu You Rong. She should also be going to the Garden of Zhou. I think that if I can meet her, I will return the marriage contract to her. This is her father's request."
"I know that she doesn't want to marry me, but if I return the marriage contract to her, she won't be happy. Her maid, Shuang Er, once went to the Orthodox Academy to find me. I can guess her intentions. She wants to borrow this marriage contract and borrow my name as her fiancée to pretend to be husband and wife, so that she can focus on cultivation. "
"This matter doesn't seem to be harmful to me, but I don't like it, so I don't like her like this. So I will directly break off the engagement with her. "
Chen Chang Sheng spoke of the most important decision in his heart, and immediately felt much more relaxed. He stood up and bid farewell to the Black Dragon, "After I return from the Garden of Zhou, I will come see you again."
The Black Dragon looked at him in silence, its eyes slightly brightening, as if it wanted to say something, but in the end, it didn't say anything. Perhaps it wanted him to stay a little longer.
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After leaving the underground space, the place that he came out from was still that deserted abandoned palace. It was a pond that seemed to have very few people approaching. Chen Chang Sheng already had experience, he walked to the side of the pond, took out a towel and wiped his wet body dry, then changed into a set of clean clothes.
After doing all this, he discovered that a pair of dark eyes had been staring at him from a nearby cluster of flowers. He couldn't help but feel a little shocked, shaking his head with a smile, he said, "Fortunately, you were the one who saw me."
The Black Goat slowly walked out from the cluster of flowers, its expression indifferent and arrogant. Its meaning was very clear: with that small appearance of yours, what's there to see?
Chen Chang Sheng hurriedly followed.
The Black Goat didn't have a key on its neck, that key had always been in his hand. It was only responsible for leading the way.
Passing through many layers of the palace, avoiding those guards and eunuchs, he arrived at the Imperial City's secret door that was covered in ivy. Chen Chang Sheng took out the key, opened the door, and entered.
He turned his head to look at the Imperial Palace in the darkness, silently thinking, just who was it that had always been helping him? Was it that middle-aged woman? Or was it His Holiness?
In the underground space, he had said many things that he had never said to anyone else, to the Black Dragon, but he didn't mention Senior Yu Ren, nor did he mention a single word related to Xi Ning Village's old temple. This was because His Holiness had already admitted that he had intentionally allowed him to see this Black Dragon, so what did this mean? There was nothing wrong with being cautious.
Chen Chang Sheng returned to Orthodox Academy.
The Black Dragon was still in the cold underground, it couldn't go anywhere, it couldn't even go home, it had already been several hundred years.
Of course, it wasn't called Zhizhi, its dragon race name was especially long. If it was described in human language, it would probably require several dozen pages of paper. Moreover, it hadn't been called by its kin for many years, so it had somewhat forgotten.
The light from the Nightly Pearl gradually dimmed.
In the cold air, a ray of magic power gradually disappeared, it was a divine ability similar to a camouflage.
The Black Dragon that was floating in the air like a mountain range rapidly shrank, accompanied by specks of light, it finally disappeared.
A little girl dressed in black knelt on the ground.
The ground was covered in ice and snow, her expression was also as cold as ice.
Her eyes were vertical, bewitching like the night, there was a red line between her eyebrows, like a cinnabar mole.
Looking at the whole roasted lamb in front of her, she slightly wrinkled her eyebrows, somewhat displeased.
She opened her mouth, speaking in human language: "This idiot, does he want to stuff me to death?"
Because of the blood between her eyebrows that day, she still hadn't recovered, unable to transform back into her dragon form. A whole roasted lamb, to a little girl, could indeed only be seen, not eaten.
Then she saw the braised chicken wings wrapped in oiled paper.
She picked up a piece and placed it in her mouth, slowly sucking on it, her eyebrows beaming like a flower.
Braised chicken wings, her favorite.
Chen Chang Sheng also brought her some good Cloud Mist Green Tea.
She made a cup, held it in her small hands, and slowly drank.
For some reason, her expression seemed somewhat sorrowful.
At this moment, a voice resounded in the underground space.
"Good tea."
Hearing this voice, the little girl's expression changed slightly, a little loathing, but even more fear.
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