I don't know how long it took, Chen Changsheng estimated that it should be early in the morning, stood up, and signaled that Heilong's study tonight would end here.

The black dragon's affection was obviously not too high, but it was very merciful not to stop him from leaving.

He looked up at the dome of the underground space, and the bottom of the abandoned well was just an inconspicuous black spot on the ground, with no morning light leaking in.

How to get up?

He remembered the last time he left the underground space, his expression was slightly condensed, and he took off all the clothes on his body as quickly as he could, and then put them away. He was preoccupied with preparing for the future, but he didn't notice that in the process, the black dragon's eyes clearly showed a look of disgust and nervousness.

A bright light flashed, and Chen Changsheng's body disappeared from the ground.

The black dragon looked up at the ground, and the dragon's whiskers fluttered lightly, not to say goodbye, but to say that you have to come back soon.

The next moment, Chen Changsheng returned to the ground.

It's still the side hall in the palace, it's still the pond.

He walked from the pool to the shore, saw that there was no one around, and quickly took out his clothes and put them on.

The morning light is slightly cold in autumn, and the wind blows from the side of the hall, but in such a short time, it freezes him a little enough, and his muscles and bones have been boiled by the medicinal soup for many years, and he is a little unbearable.

What's next?

He crossed his arms and remembered the route of that night, when he suddenly saw the black sheep on the other side of the pool.

He froze slightly, and his hands gradually loosened - every time he didn't know where to go, the black sheep would appear. I didn't meet the middle-aged woman by the pool today, but I still saw the black sheep. He felt more and more strange, and always felt that there was a hidden connection between these things.

But he didn't know who to ask, and if he asked the black sheep, he would definitely not get an answer.

He walked across the pool. The black sheep gently pushed his knees, just like the previous times, and began to guide him, I don't know if it was because the hour was still early, or for some other reason, there was no one in the palace in the early morning, not even the servants who swept the courtyard did not see a single one, and one person and one sheep walked to the palace wall very smoothly.

There is a green rattan on the palace wall, and there is an old door hidden between the green vines, and there is a lock on the door.

The black sheep has a key around its neck.

Chen Changsheng took the key to open the lock, pushed the door and walked into the quiet passage, and it didn't take long for him to return to the National Education Academy.

This is not the door that the middle-aged woman walked through, it was the door that Mo Yu walked.

Chen Changsheng wanted to tie the key back to the black sheep's neck, but the black sheep tilted his head slightly, indicating that he refused.

He thought in silence for a while, said thank you, and solemnly put the key away.

The Black Sheep walked back to the palace, and the old door closed again.

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In the days since, life has been ostensibly peaceful. The explanation of the Holy Queen Niangniang, Tong Guò Mo Yu accurately conveyed to the forces of Kyoto, the gate of the National Religious College was still not repaired, and no one dared to make trouble, Jin Yulu replaced the role of the gate, and poured the teapot on the bamboo chair, which means that the door is closed.

Chen Changsheng, as in the past, studied and practiced diligently every day, just to prepare for the Great Dynasty Examination, he made some corresponding adjustments, such as reading some of the test papers from the last Great Dynasty Examination, and then he took Tang Thirty-six and Xuanyuan Po to the Baicao Garden next door to get a lot of medicinal herbs again. Xuanyuan's right arm injury was completely healed, and Chen Changsheng found a technique that suited him, but he didn't know how much progress he would be able to make by the time he took the Great Imperial Examination.

As the most favored young master Sun of the Tang family in Wenshui, Tang Thirty-six participated in the Great Imperial Examination, and naturally received great attention from the family, although the old lady expressed great indignation at his withdrawal from the Heavenly Dao Academy without authorization in the letter, but the materials prepared for him did not decrease in the slightest, but there were a lot more, it seems that the Tang family is very clear about what has happened in Kyoto recently, and knows what the situation of the National Education Academy is now.

In addition, the Religious Office also provided a lot of convenience for the National Religious College to participate in the Great Imperial Examination, and Priest Xin personally came forward and completed all the formalities. Of course, it was Luo Luozuo who made the greatest contribution, and she refined all the herbs that Chen Changsheng sent over into pills according to the method, along with many things, all of them were sent to the National Education Academy.

Everything was ready, and it seemed that the date of the Great Pilgrimage was coming, but in the meantime, a small episode occurred.

One morning in early winter, Chen Changsheng finished his routine starlight washing, returned to the small building from the library, and saw Mo Yu again. Miss Mo Yu's black hair like a waterfall was still scattered over her shoulders, but she was not asleep, but stood by the bed with her waist crossed, her face full of anger, like a resentful woman who wanted to quarrel.

Chen Changsheng has seen this kind of demeanor many times recently, and every day when he shouts Tang Thirty-six to get up, he will see it again, he knows that this is called getting up angry, or not sleeping well.

"What's wrong?"

Although the National Religious Academy and Mo Yu had a hostile relationship, he was still very curious about why she looked like this, and he remembered very well that the pillow was a newly changed herb, which was extremely helpful to Ning Shen.

Mo Yu lifted the futon on his bed, pointed to the spars scattered on the bed, and said angrily: "You don't want me to come to sleep, just say it, as for putting so many stones to answer me?"

It's not a response, but in her opinion, Chen Changsheng is doing this to respond to himself.

Chen Changsheng didn't understand very much, those spars were sent to the National Education Academy by the Tang family and Luoluo in Wenshui, and they contained a lot of jade beauty, if he held the spars while meditating, he could greatly speed up the absorption of starlight, so he would stuff these spars under the futon.

For the sake of the big court, he will not let go of all the details.

"I've added two extra layers of bedding, tried it myself, and I don't feel it at all. He explained to Mo Yu.

Mo Yu couldn't help but be speechless, thinking that if he knew that Pingguo couldn't sleep with ten futons separated by a pea at the bottom, he would definitely not be able to understand.

Suddenly there were snowflakes falling outside the window, and it was the first snow.

There was a sudden silence in the window, the two looked at each other speechlessly, and the atmosphere became a little awkward.

At this time, Mo Yu realized that his grudge was very unreasonable, and Chen Changsheng also remembered that he didn't need to explain at all.

This is his room, his bed, and there is no camaraderie between him and her, on the contrary, enemies.

Mo Yu left, and she never came to the National Religious Academy again until the Great Imperial Examination, as if she finally understood how ridiculous it was for her to do so.

However, the next day, Chen Changsheng found that his pillow and bedding were gone.

Is that okay? He lifted his sleeve and sniffed it, and found that there was no smell.

But why do Luoluo and Heiyang like to smell themselves? Now even people like Miss Mo Yu are ......

Chen Changsheng couldn't give birth to any feeling of pride, as a person with a slight cleanliness habit, thinking that Mo Yu would sleep with his futon in his arms every night, he felt a little unacceptable.

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Time has passed, the surprise brought by the first snow has disappeared, Kyoto is tired of seeing snow every day, autumn to winter solstice is getting deeper, and the day of the big test is getting closer and closer.

Chen Changsheng knew that he couldn't hesitate any longer, so he didn't hesitate anymore.

When there were still a few days before the Great Imperial Examination, he didn't say anything to anyone, and under the cover of the wind and snow in the early morning, he left the National Education College and came to Beixinqiao. Falling leaves like golden leaves, covered in snow, Kyoto's famous spectacle can only wait for the coming year, and there is no trace of tourists except for the distant forbidden army and the faint traces of flying chariots in the snowy sky.

It's not nothing, there is a palace man wearing a fur in the distance, leading two snow mastiffs for a walk.

The snow mastiff is not a dog, it is a powerful demon beast that dares to fight with the strong human cultivators, born in the Black Stone Mountain outside the old snow town, and likes cold and heat, and does not know how to survive in Kyoto. Of course, those who can raise snow mastiffs are definitely not ordinary people. Both snow mastiffs are not white, one is slightly yellowish. The snow fell very hard, the yellow mastiff gradually turned white, and the white mastiff gradually became swollen.

In front of the palace wall, the snow is vast, the country is unified, and there is a black hole in the ground.

That's the wellhead.

Chen Changsheng walked to the well, glanced at the palace man in the distance and the two snow mastiffs, confirmed that he hadn't noticed him, and jumped down.

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The ground was full of wind and snow, and the ground was always windy and snowy, and those wind and snow came from every breath of the black dragon.

Chen Changsheng has seen the black dragon several times these days, and he is no longer as nervous as he was at the beginning, that is, he doesn't even know how to stand, and he doesn't know how to swing his hands.

The black dragon was very satisfied with his comprehension of learning dragon language, and was extremely dissatisfied with the frequency with which he came to learn, but even if it was a dragon, it knew the meaning of the Great Dynasty Test to humans, so it was not good to ask too much of him.

The dragon's whiskers danced lightly, sweeping away all the ice slag and snow chips on the ground in front of Chen Changsheng.

Chen Changsheng skillfully took out a few oiled paper bags, as well as a few common novels in the market, and put them on the ground.

The oil paper was unraveled, and inside were roast sheep, roast chicken, roasted deer tail, braised beef tongue, and a steamed two-headed fish.

"Leave the tongue to me. He said.

Thinking that the black dragon had been imprisoned underground for hundreds of years, lonely and pitiful, and had not eaten for a long time, Chen Changsheng would bring some food every time he came to see it.

Of course, these foods can't make the black dragon full and talk about satisfying hunger.

At the beginning, the black dragon scoffed at this, with the momentum of Lao Tzu eating human flesh in the palace without blinking, but when he really ate it, he was unceremonious.

"I decided. ”

Chen Changsheng waited with extreme patience for the black dragon to finish tasting these foods at an extremely slow speed before he began to speak.

The black dragon looked at him like an idiot.

After meeting several times in the past, it already knew what Chen Changsheng wanted to do.

Lowly human beings can only have a weak body, and if they fail to wash the marrow successfully, they can sit down first, and there is only a dead end.

Although he didn't pay much attention to it when he studied with his father, he still understood such a simple truth.

In fact, Chen Changsheng also knew that it was basically impossible to succeed, because he had never seen a precedent for success in the Three Thousand Dao Collections.

But he had to do it, because the Great Pilgrimage was coming soon.

He must get the first place in the Great Dynasty Examination, and only in this way can he meditate in Lingyan Pavilion all night.

Only in this way will he have access to the opportunity to change his life.

Only then will it be possible for him to live past the age of twenty.

If not, there is no difference between a twenty and fifteen year old.

Yes, in the midst of his dull and monotonous spiritual studies, he was already fifteen years old.

Twenty years minus fifteen years are left for five years.

Five hundred years minus twenty years is still about five hundred years.

He's going to gamble five years and five hundred years.

He really wanted to live another 500 years.

Looking at Chen Changsheng's expression, the black dragon knew that he was serious this time.

The black dragon's eyes gradually became stern, and it was ready to stop this from happening.

If you die, who will speak with me, and who will do it for me?

Chen Changsheng didn't say a word, just watched it quietly, so it knew that it couldn't stop it.

The black dragon's eyes became a little irritable.

Chen Changsheng untied the short sword from his waist, looked at it and said, "If I die......

The black dragon looked at the short sword, and his eyes became solemn.

Chen Changsheng thought for a while and said, "Forget it, if you die, you will die, and there is no point in leaving anything behind." ”

The black dragon's eyes were strict, and gradually turned into calm, and finally only admiration remained.

Any life that can calmly face death and challenge death is worthy of admiration.

Whether it's a dragon, a demon, a demon or a human, or even a sparrow.

It remembered what its father had said to him.

Because of admiration, it no longer tried to stop Chen Changsheng, the dragon whisker fluttered lightly, touched lightly in the center of his eyebrows, and then withdrew.

Chen Changsheng sat down and picked up the cow's tongue that he had specially left for the black dragon before.

When he was 10 years old, he knew that he would not live past the age of 20, and he had never eaten such an unhealthy but delicious food as beef tongue.

He ate and tasted it earnestly, looking quite satisfied.

After eating the cow's tongue and drinking some water, he picked up some snow from his side, wiped his hands clean, and rubbed his face again to make himself more sober.

After all this qiē preparation, he closed his eyes and began to sit down.

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