"Nidhogg, Black King Nidhogg." Chen Mo's voice was extremely jealous, and he still couldn't forget the curse in the bronze pillar of the ice sea a few years ago, with the extreme tyranny and judgment of the edict, after ten thousand years, that power still made him feel more than a season.

The pure black curse shattered into two pieces, half of which he induced to curse the resurrected mutilated White King to the brink of death, and the other half nearly killed himself at Odin's hands.

The existence that is called the supreme, the supreme, and the supreme power, it is impossible to imagine what kind of power the black king had in his heyday.

In the same way, he couldn't understand how the black emperor was killed, by chance? A special twist?

These words are too ambiguous to be used as a reliable reference.

"Yes," Zhao Anmin nodded: "In the thousands of years before modern times, there has never been the existence and record of the Black King Nidhogg in our eyes, after all, Huaxia has been a self-sufficient Celestial Empire for a long time, we accept worship and worship, harmless trade exchange, but there are few ideas to explore outside." ”

"Until the country is bombarded by the hard ships and cannons that have been crushed by industry, right?"

"Especially when rules conflict with moral conscience."

"Almost every orthodox family rule has a bloody lesson and the test of time behind it." Zhao Anmin's face was solemn: "Every family with the orthodox surname is either a noble stomach in the past, or a famous family that manipulates imperial power, our ancestors have the highest power, and because they are reluctant to share that power, they have paid a painful price for themselves and even the entire country, so that family rule is extremely strict, but it has rarely been broken." ”

"Hmm......" Chen Mo pondered.

"After coming into contact with the half-breeds of the secret party, we got the first information about Nidhogg," the old man smiled helplessly, "At that time, there were my ancestors in the Jingshi Tongbuntang, and they tried to translate the original text of Norse mythology into Wenyan and bring the information back to Orthodoxy. Chen Mo held his mouth in the old groove, the translation of Norse mythology into literary language, very abstract, fortunately, the ancient Greek mythology did not enter the sight of the Chinese people at that time, otherwise the Greek godhead with broken ethics may have a great conflict with their etiquette, righteousness and shame.

"As far as I know," he said, "the density of dragons and dragons in Huaxia is the highest in the world, and you don't get any records about the Black Emperor in the records of the dragon's den?" ”

"Absolutely." Zhao Anmin pointed to the dragon vein: "Most of the times we excavated the dragon's lair are after the Shang and Zhou dynasties, except for the most incomprehensible dragon scripts, there are all kinds of golden inscriptions, big seals, and small seals, and even the turtle shells of oracle bone inscriptions in the dragon's lair in ancient times. ”

"Do you think these words will pop up with Niederhogg's name?" Zhao Anmin said: "We only know through those ancient books that there was a black dragon, she is the ancestor of the dragon clan and the emperor of the dragon family. Chen Mo nodded, the word Nidhogg is derived from the ancient Norwegian language, with

"The Eater of Terror",

The meaning of "malicious" is not difficult to understand by the secret party calling Nidhogg by the name that mentions the black dragon the most in modern mythology.

After all, it is impossible for the secret party to transliterate the honorific name of the black emperor in the dragon text.

"We call the black dragon that was subjugated by the rest of the dragons the ancestral dragon, and the ancestral dragon does not refer to the first emperor in the orthodox records, but to the emperor of the dragons, the ancestor of the dragon clan."

"And orthodoxy thinks that the Black King Nidhogg is buried under the dragon vein now?" Chen Mo once again turned his gaze to the wide scroll, and with budding interest, he carefully looked at the dragon vein array that had been drawn by the ancient monks.

As an alchemist, it's not that he despises this esoteric science, it's just that the matrix alone can suppress it

"Black King"? He wasn't quite convinced. No one will believe it.

"We're saying that the ancestral dragon is buried under the dragon veins." Zhao Anmin pointed out solemnly: "There is no way to determine whether Zulong is the Nidhogg in the mouth of the secret party, just like to the question of who the first emperor is, our answer will only be Yingzheng, and the Romans will answer Caesar, and only scholars will drill the horns." The old man seems to know the history of the Western countries well.

"You're right," Chen Mo agreed, and continued to guide the conversation downward: "But there must be some evidence to prove the nobility of this ancestral dragon's bloodline and power. "Orthodoxy has the same record of killing the first generation as the secret party, but compared to the confusing Kassel manor, after killing the Queen of Bronze and Fire on the battlefield, he reigned diligently and loved the people for twenty-two years, and almost achieved it by himself

The Grand Magus of "Guangwu Zhongxing" is obviously more expressive. The orthodoxy who has seen the majesty of the first generation still holds the dragon vein under it, which is sealed

The reverence of the "ancestral dragon". Obviously, the miracle she brings is even more than the twins' deterrence against half-bloods.

What makes a half-dead dragon in the seal have such a place in the hearts of orthodox hybrids?

Zhao Anmin suddenly closed his mouth, pointed to the line diagram of the dragon vein, and looked at Chen Mo quietly. I see. After talking about the friendship with the teacher, the necessary information that should be said has also been said, which means that he wants to roll up his sleeves and work.

"The most complete information about the orthodox dragon vein matrix is here," Zhao Anmin's tone was unwavering: "I have already contacted Ange once, Kassel's Monihea will soon sail into the Yangtze River for exploration, and the exploration commissioner of your academy will also quickly take place to find the burial place of the dragon king along the Yangtze River, this will be a big project for a long time, in exchange, you need to stay here until your people find the king's dormitory." ”

"I'm afraid it's not just about staying." Chen Mo sighed in annoyance: "Otherwise, I should still be looking through those inconsequential ancient books in the room." ”

"It doesn't matter?" Zhao Anmin stared at the young man angrily, his rogue temperament similar to that of the night watchman always reminded him of unhappy memories, making it difficult for him to maintain a smiling Buddha-like expression: "Except for this dragon vein diagram and a few things at the bottom of the box, the book of the magic formation has already hollowed out our family foundation. ”

"Isn't it inconsequential to compare this dragon vein diagram?" Chen Mo spread his hands and said, "So what do you want me to do?" Zhao Anmin walked around to the other side of the table and stretched out his finger to draw a big circle on the position of the Mausoleum of the First Emperor: "The first thing is to find a way to safely cross the inner layer." ”

"But the complete structure of the inner layer of the matrix has not been recorded, and you have not even reproduced three-quarters of what you have excavated."

"Times have changed, young man." Zhao Anmin suddenly came up with a sentence without a beginning or an end, and then added with a smile: "I have contacted your teacher, using computers and the Internet. ”

"He believes you can do it." It was used as a tool by a teacher who had no conscience to appease the anger of old friends.

The White King indifferently expressed his opinion in his soul: as the only known S-class half-blood, Flamel also has a very special spirit and precepts, and as a high-level spirit of the Black King's bloodline, it can almost be concluded that he has the atavism of the Black King's genes, whether it is to become a scroll or to analyze the genes and authority of the Black King, it has a high value.

Chen Mo calmed his vague agreement and put aside the proposal to deceive the teacher and destroy the ancestor for the time being.

"What else?" Zhao Anmin opened his palm and pressed the entire dragon vein diagram, his lips moved slightly, and the voice reached Chen Mo's ears.

He nodded thoughtfully. .......

"I'm Cao." Lu Mingfei was a little excited for a while, and at the same time, he felt inexplicably happy and nonsensical. The Grand Magus is real!

That bells and whistles dragon king can't be the same as the new dynasty army in the Battle of Kunyang, he was stoned to death by the Great Meteorite, right?

Lu Mingfei imagined the bizarre and interesting picture in his mind, and his lips rose. Thinking about it, he was suddenly startled, and hurriedly turned his head and asked, "The emperors of all dynasties in Chinese history are all your people?" And then, unsurprisingly, he was grabbed by the head and ravaged severely.

I have to say that Lu Mingfei's chicken-like hair has a sense of disharmony, just like the dull hair on the head of the anime heroine, who wants to be smoothed out.

"The clan rules I just told you." Li Mingkong is so big that he has never seen this number of mixed races, full of orthodox clansmen, there is no soil for the birth and growth of declining children, there are nerds who are obsessed with arithmetic, Dan Dao, and magic in orthodoxy, there are ruthless people who go down to the dragon tomb and enter the dragon's den like eating and drinking, and there are even madmen who want to taste the taste of dragon meat, but only there will be no decay boys.

"Most of the time, the orthodox dragon race cannot interfere in mundane affairs."

"Then why do you have one surname and what are your surnames, Ying, Li, Zhao, Yingzheng, Li Shimin, Zhao Kuangyin, I still know, is this the emperor's family?" Lu Mingfei lowered his head to avoid the clutches of the girl's unhappiness, and his heart moved slightly, Li Mingkong was very close at that moment, the skirt brushed his calves, and the girl's unique fragrance suddenly came from his side.

"It's a chicken-and-egg issue, got it?" Li Mingkong clapped his hands and replied.

"The chicken or the egg..... Lu Mingfei thought about the meaning, his only two good subjects were Chinese and English, the former was due to the activities of the literary club, and the latter was probably talented, many words came out of his mouth and he always felt like an old friend was reunited, and he felt that he had a memory a long time ago.

"What do you mean....." Lu Mingfei hesitated to say his guess: "Each of your families with the surname first became royal, and then became a half-blood?" ”

"Correct." Li Mingkong nodded: "This is how we use the imperial power without affecting the situation. "From the beginning of Qin Yin, orthodoxy from the original single Ying family, to the family surname, eight big surnames in power, the gap between the big surname and the small clan also comes from this, in the time of the imperial power, the new orthodox clan can quickly complete the accumulation of heritage with the help of secular power, and during this period, the rest of the orthodoxy that has relied on the imperial power will inevitably help the integration of the new clan for this reason.

As a secular emperor, he will learn of the existence of orthodoxy, and can even bring his heirs into it, and pursue the power of the dragons, but he must bear the shackles of imperial power, as ordinary humans.

Lu Mingfei lowered his head in a daze, and climbed up without saying a word, he didn't have the sturdy body of a half-breed, and the night wind blowing on his body made him feel a little cool.

It sounds so high, he thought, those princes and generals Xiangning have a kind of people who have been on the throne after working hard again and again, but they were approached at night and told that there was something else on it, and the imperial power is only a convenient tool in the eyes of orthodoxy, they use power as a deterrent, and after the change of dynasty, they only need to absorb the royal family to replace new tools, and the people who are used as tools finally become one of them.

Lu Mingfei, who is occasionally sad and sad, feels a little ironic.

"I remember that there are two other ancestors you mentioned who have never been emperors?" He asked.

"In the old days, Wang Xie Tang Qianyan flew into the homes of ordinary people." Li Mingkong asked softly: "Liu Yuxi's "Wuyi Lane", you should have studied it?" ”

"Learned." The boy nodded.

"The cause of the incident has to be talked about a little further." Li Mingkong said: "The success of Emperor Guangwu made the Liu family confident, after all, the predecessors at that time were only the Ying family, and the family rules I said had not yet been born, and the most outstanding mixed-race breed of that generation, and the distant relatives of the last emperor of the Eastern Han Dynasty, naturally had the same thoughts as Emperor Guangwu." ”

"Holy!!" Lu Mingfei instantly understood that Li Mingkong's mouth was the old man who had left a name in history, and his mouth squirted saliva and a second swear word, he had only recently passed through the true Dynasty Warriors 5 released last year, and for this series, he even read that Mr. Luo Guanzhong's masterpiece in math class.

"That person's name is Liu Xuande." Lu Mingfei's brain struggled to digest the information, yes, this is reasonable, from the perspective of kinship, orthodox existence and the subjective initiative of the ancients at that time, it is very reasonable, and the degree of outrageous is far less than the lawn mowing war in the game.

Just put it in reality, it still had an impact on his young mind.

"Obviously, we can all know from the history books and even the romance books that he failed." Li Mingkong said: "Not only that, but the number of dragons who took advantage of the chaos to recover increased dramatically, and there were many half-breeds and dragons involved in the Three Kingdoms War, which had an extremely bad impact on the economy and people's livelihood. ”

"Since then, China has been divided into two countries."

"The tentacles of dragons are beginning to touch the centers of human power in the north."

"They have proven to be indeed an intelligent race worthy of the highest vigilance."