What should I do if I can't speak?

Song Yu was very distressed and had a headache.

This was a language he had never been exposed to, but he didn't give up, and with the attitude of looking up to him, he began to wonder how to master the language.

First of all, he tried to speak in a muffled voice, and after talking for a long time, Canglong Broken Sword ignored him, but the people who came and went saw him talking to himself, and black question marks appeared on their heads, and the expressions on their faces were also a little weird.

Is this man a big fool? Or is there something mentally wrong?

This attempt ended in Song Yu's failure, but he quickly cheered up, and the bell must be tied to the bell, since Canglong can speak when the sword is broken, can I let the other party teach me?

After that, Song Yu held his breath and concentrated his divine consciousness into the dantian, looking at the Canglong broken sword floating in the center of the dantian, for some reason, he felt that this sword had become a little bigger, this may be the effect of absorbing the sword qi of the gray mountain, right?!

"Canglong Broken Sword, I know you can hear me, why don't you ignore me?" Song Yu pondered for a moment and said.

"......" Canglong's broken sword floated by itself, opening the mode of pretending to be crazy and stupid.

"Naughty, don't stop talking, let me enter your inner space, I want to meet your machine spirit, is that okay?" Song Yu continued without embarrassment.

Since Canglong Broken Sword didn't say a word, he could only try to communicate with Canglong Broken Sword's instrument spirit, that is, the white dragon, to see if he could learn to speak, and the white dragon was still very friendly, uh...... It's supposed to be friendly, right!?

“......”

At this time, Canglong's broken sword gathered the aura around him, forming a cloud of aura and wrapping himself in it, like a person covering his ears, refusing to talk, refusing to communicate, and just wanting to cultivate quietly alone.

The corners of Song Yu's mouth twitched slightly, so dragged! After thinking deeply, he spoke again, "Don't do this! I promise that I will only enter your body, and I will never enter your life, so you will let me in! Okay......?

As soon as these words came out, Canglong's sword body broke for a while, as if it had been provoked, and the sword intent expanded, instantly enveloping Song Yu's divine sense.

Then the scene in front of Song Yu's eyes changed dramatically, a calm lake slowly unfolded in front of her eyes, and a white dragon leaned out of the lake with half of its body, she stared at Song Yu fiercely, and there seemed to be anger surging in her eyes.

"Big brother, don't be angry. ”

Song Yu's back was a little cold, and he suddenly regretted using this way to enter the internal space of Canglong's broken sword, if he didn't handle it well now, he would definitely have no good fruit to eat.

Who knew that the white dragon who heard Song Yu's words was very angry in his eyes, and a sharp dragon roar sounded, and huge waves were set off on the calm lake, coming towards Song Yu from all directions.

"Big brother, I was wrong, I was really wrong. Song Yu's face was like ashes, and he hurriedly hugged his fists and apologized, but he didn't kowtow and admit his mistake.

"One big brother, you're very happy! People are girls, !! die for the old lady," Bai Long said.

Her voice is very gentle, like a calm lake, but her voice is very loud, and there is a strong anger in her tone, which shows that she is not lightly angered by Song Yu.

"Eldest sister......" Song Yu hurriedly changed his words.

Seeing the huge waves coming, he didn't have time to think about whether the title was right or not, and he had mixed feelings in his heart, he always thought that Bailong was a man, how did he become a girl?!

This title not only did not calm the anger of the white dragon, but added fuel to the fire, the original turbulent waves became even more violent, swallowing Song Yu in the blink of an eye, and then the huge waves stirred fiercely, but the white dragon had no intention of killing him, but only brought endless torture to his body.

"Gurgling ......"

Song Yu drank a lot of water, and he felt that he would never be able to drink so much water in his life.

At this time, the huge wave finally ended, pushing him above the surface of the lake, and he lay on the ground, wheezing, spitting the water, and the expression on his face was very painful.

Seeing such an embarrassed Song Yu, Bailong was in a much better mood, came over, and looked at Song Yu, "Do you really want to learn the language?"

"Think...... Ahem......" Song Yu said with difficulty.

This honest look, like a good baby, he wants to be skinny, but when he thinks of Bailong's methods, he can only be honest.

"Do you know which race's language is the language?" Bai Long's gentle voice sounded again, and after teaching Song Yu a lesson, her mood returned to normal, but she did not regain Song Yu's anger.

"What? This turned out to be the language of a race, I thought it was the language of the Canglong Broken Sword, or the language used after the Spirit Sword was born into the Machine Spirit!" Song Yu said in surprise.

"You're wrong, this is not the language of the Canglong Broken Sword, nor the language of the Spirit Sword, but the language of our True Dragon Clan, it's just that I'm trapped in the Canglong Broken Sword Hiccup, so if you use the Canglong Broken Sword as a medium, you can only use the language of the True Dragon Clan to communicate with the outside world, and you are now entering the internal space of the Canglong Broken Sword, so I can use human language to communicate with you. Bai Long's tone was a little lonely, and this indescribable sense of loss was revealed from her eyes, with a strong sadness.

"Aren't you the machine spirit of the Canglong Broken Sword, why are you trapped here?" Song Yu's voice softened.

"I am the machine spirit of the Canglong Broken Sword, but it is not naturally generated, but it was forcibly stuffed by someone, how can I be a small machine spirit of my noble true dragon clan?" said the white dragon bitterly.

There is the reflection of the white dragon on the surface of the lake, in this lonely space, two white dragons are formed, as if the sorrow has doubled, the white dragon looks up at the sky, but there is only endless darkness in front of her, firmly blocking her from the outside world.

Song Yu didn't ask who forcibly stuffed the white dragon into the Canglong Broken Sword, but asked thoughtfully, "Is there a way to save you?"

Bai Long was slightly stunned, and then said: "Unless I find the other half of the sword body of Canglong's broken sword, I have no way to get out, but I have absorbed the sword qi of the gray mountain and recovered some strength, thanks to you, teaching you to speak can be regarded as a reward." ”

As he spoke, the white dragon punched a divine sense into Song Yu's mind, and a steady stream of information poured into his mind, and after experiencing a short period of pain, he mastered the language of the true dragon clan in this way.

But this stays at the level of comprehension, and it is not easy to say the language, and it takes long-term practice.

The language of the true dragon clan is not simply humble, but there are a lot of exquisiteness, the length of speech, the height of the voice and the thickness of the tone, etc., all of which affect the content of the rumor.

There are only two words to describe it - absolutely.

"Thank you for your advice, I will try my best to find the other half of the sword body of the dragon's broken sword and rescue you. Song Yu clenched his fists and said.

Although the True Dragon Clan has declined, it is not a bad thing to be able to master the language of the True Dragon Clan, at least he can communicate with the White Dragon without entering the internal space of the Canglong Broken Sword.

"Why do you want to help me, aren't you afraid that I'm a bad person?" said Bai Long noncommittally.

"Although this is the first time we have spoken, we are like old friends for many years, you and I don't have any contract, but I want to use the Canglong Broken Sword, and you have never refused, how can such a person be a bad person?" Song Yu laughed.

"You're really strange, it's very different from the human monks I've known before, just like you know the language of the True Dragons, I didn't expect you to be so fast. Bai Long said with some puzzlement.

In fact, she feels the same as Song Yu.

When she saw Song Yu for the first time, she felt that Song Yu was very special, but at that time Song Yu wanted to touch her head, so she instinctively rejected Song Yu.

The reason why Song Yu was taught in front of him.

One is that Song Yu really owes a beating, and the other is her personal little fetish, if she has a good impression of a person, she can't help but want to tease, just like her sister sees her brother unconsciously want to punch twice.

"Maybe I'm really destined for the True Dragon Clan!" Song Yu smiled, remembering his True Dragon bloodline, you can ask the White Dragon in the future, it's okay now, the future will be long!

One person and one dragon, looking at each other, as calm as a lake, and as thick as a huge wave, on this day Song Yu met the white dragon, and the white dragon also knew Song Yu.

A month is just a drop in the ocean for the long history of cultivating immortals, but for one thing, it is so long that it is enough to solve a lot of troubles.

With the fall of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, the Hengjian Mountain Range has become a very heavy branch of the Optimus Sect, although the monks of the Optimus Sect still want to continue to fight and capture the Crazy Sword Gate and the Shura Temple, but the reality is that the strength of the Optimus Sect is not enough to support the next battle, and it will take a long time to recuperate.

Fortunately, Wu Daozi is a cultivator in the Transformation Period, so there is no other sect that dares to come and share the fruits of the victory of the Qingtian Sect, as long as the Qingtian Sect is given time, it is only a matter of time before the Mad Sword Gate and the Shura Hall are destroyed.

Now that this battle has come to an end, and the white dragon has absorbed enough of the sword qi of the gray mountain, Song Yu began to look for the trace of Hongling, in fact, he has already thought of a route to find Hongling.

Since Hongling left the Heavenly Sect to find himself, he would definitely follow his route to the Heavenly Dao Sect, so he decided to go in the direction of the Heavenly Fire Country, maybe he could meet Hongling on the road.

Moreover, the other direction of the Heavenly Fire Country is the location of the Crazy Knife Gate, as long as he finds Hongling, he can change the direction and go to the Crazy Knife Gate, which is a matter of killing two birds with one stone.

In the early morning of the next day, Song Yu bid farewell to Wu Daozi and officially embarked on the road to find Hongling.

When passing by Nanfeng Village, he went to see Zhou Zheng, this young man was very diligent and was cultivating hard, he didn't bother, but walked into the distance.

Three days later, Song Yu did not stop, and finally walked into the territory of the Heavenly Fire Country, and a wave of oncoming heat reminded him of his previous experience in the Heavenly Fire Country, which was really a not a pleasant memory.