Fashen live room

Chapter 478
"You even know Bazhiye?"

After hearing Norman's words, Xiu didn't say yes or no, nor did he ask Norman why he wanted eight leaves. Instead, he was surprised that Norman could call out this term.

Bazhiye is a kind of plant, which looks like ordinary weeds in appearance, and the only difference between it and weeds is that each Bazhiye will have eight leaves on the same stem, and the name of Bazhiye is also Therefore was born.

The wonderful thing about this herb is that it will become brown and lose moisture when it is slightly roasted with charcoal fire, and it will emit a special smell at the same time.

That smell has the effect of calming the mind, and what mages need to meditate is to meditate and get rid of distracting thoughts, so many mages will use eight leaves to help themselves meditate, especially those mages with lower levels, such as black-robed mages This kind of group is more dependent on the eight leaves, but those senior mages who don't need the eight leaves will often not reject the eight leaves-although the eight leaves are of little use to them, but the conditions permit Under such circumstances, it would be better if there was more assistance.

However, although Bazhiye is famous, it is not a secret. Compared with the real mage group, Xiu is a little surprised that the gray-robed mage can know Bazhiye. The gap between the mages is a bit big, and they are people from two worlds.

"Of course, I think you also know that there is no gray-robed mage who does not want to become a real mage. I have tried many methods, and Bazhiye is one of them."

Norman spoke the common language here, because Xiu also communicated with him in the common language. Obviously, this mage is far from being able to communicate in the ancient language.

After hearing the words, Xiu took another look at the rags spread out on the table, and nodded.

The person in front of him is obviously not an ordinary gray-robed mage. Although this person is not a real mage, his attainments in ancient sayings are indeed amazing for a gray-robed mage, because the few ancient sayings on the rags to cultivate oneself I don't know each other.

For such a gray-robed mage, it is indeed not so inconceivable to know Bazhiye.

"I think I understand, you still don't give up, you still want to become a real mage."

Xiu looked Norman up and down again, and said, "Indeed, you are still young, and you probably don't even have thirty. There is indeed hope, but why should I give it to you?"

Obviously, the sudden appearance of Norman, the original slave, as a gray-robed mage only surprised him a little, and did not arouse his goodwill. Norman was not surprised by this, and he had already prepared for it.

"It's not a give, I think you can read him as a deal."

"trade?"

Xiu's face was indifferent, and he didn't show his disdain for Norman, but he obviously didn't think he had any good deal with the gray-robed mage.

"Yes, a deal."

Norman nodded.

Xiu reached out and touched the rag on the table.

"You don't mean to say you invented it, do you?"

Xiu Xiu pointed to the frame drawn on the rag, that is, the Mizi grid.

If you really want to talk about this thing, you can really say that you invented it yourself.

Norman thought so in his heart, but he didn't say it, he just kept his mouth shut, and Xiu quickly followed up with his own words. It seemed that he didn't intend to give Norman a chance to admit it.

"I advise you not to say yes, even if you say you are, I will not believe it, because everyone knows that the old saying cage is the genius invention of Mr. Justin, the light of Cardenas. It is said that Mr. Blonde hair is brilliant, and you're brunette, and Mr. Justin isn't even fully grown, a real genius, and you're almost thirty, aren't you? So you obviously can't be him."

When mentioning Mr. Justin, Xiu, who was always indifferent and expressionless, unexpectedly showed a trace of respect, and even looked at Beibei from a distance.

Justin?

Although only one year has passed in the real world, Norman's experience in this year is too rich, which is worth ten or eight years of others, plus the time elapsed in two reincarnation times and three thousand worlds , he now thinks back to what happened a year ago like it was decades ago, so when he heard the name, he still felt a little strange, and after thinking about it for a while, he recalled who it was.

However, Norman still didn't say anything. He cared more about Xiu's argument than who invented the old saying cage.

You are almost thirty, and this is the second time Xiu has said this sentence.

You look like you're almost thirty?But he is clearly a 19-year-old youth in his prime!

If other people's years are a pig-killing knife, then your own years are a dragon-slaying knife.

"Although the ancient language cage is an epoch-making great invention, its secret is no longer a secret. You don't want to use this secret that is no longer a secret to trade with me, do you?"

It has been more than a year since the cage of ancient language appeared in this world. No matter how underdeveloped the mainland's transportation is, this great invention should have spread among the mages of the mainland. Moreover, the greatness of the cage of ancient language The key lies in creativity, and there are no technical secrets in itself. Norman has naturally thought of this, so what he wants to trade is not the old saying cage.

"Of course not. What I want to trade is ancient language knowledge."

Xiu's complexion became a little weird, and his tone of voice was slightly raised and changed.

"You mean you, you gray-robed mage, come to teach me the old language?"

He didn't directly accuse Norman of being joking, which meant that Xiu's self-cultivation was indeed quite good, but in fact, Norman's idea sounded quite absurd.

It is very lucky for a gray-robed mage to be taught by a black-robed mage. Where have you heard of a gray-robed mage teaching a black-robed mage?
But Norman just nodded and admitted: "That's right."

"Mr. Xiu, you should also know that in fact, many gray-robed mages like me cannot become black-robed mages. Signing the contract, he still can't become a real mage, and I happen to be such a person."

But you are not a real mage, so you don't know. When a real mage shakes the subtitle galaxy in the meditation space, he is practicing on the one hand, and on the other hand, his understanding of the ancient language will also be obtained through this way. Get wonderfully enhanced, deepened understanding.And a gray-robed mage will never have such an opportunity, so under the same conditions, a gray-robed mage's mastery of ancient language knowledge will never be as good as a real mage.Not to mention how old are you?At your age, and still a gray-robed mage, you can imagine how deep your knowledge base of ancient languages ​​is.

Xiu wanted to say this to Norman, but Norman spoke so fast that he didn't even give him a chance to interrupt.

"For example, this old saying."

Norman took a step forward, added movement, and pointed to the ancient saying on the far left that he wrote on the rag.

That is a "cuan".

"It's pronounced cuan, and it means to light a fire, to cook food."

Then Norman moved his arm slightly, pointing to the second ancient word on the left.

That is a "vend".

"Its pronunciation is yu, and it has many meanings. One means selling, and the other means similar to the old saying 'Yu', which means nurturing,"

Speaking of this, Norman suddenly lowered his voice, and said softly: "It even has an overflowing meaning in heretical languages."

When he said this, Norman's eyes paused intentionally or unintentionally on Xiu's face, and he was only slightly moved when he saw him, but there was no other expression.

The performance is natural, it seems that this mage is just as he expected, he is a classical mage, and has nothing to do with Father God or Liberty.

Norman continued: "There is also this '爩', which is also pronounced 'yu', and it means to describe a state where smoke is coming out..."

Norman explained the words he wrote on the rag one by one.

To be honest, before today, he didn't even know these old sayings, let alone repairing them. All of them were found out by the Knights Templar for him and taught him just for this moment.And Xiu also fell silent under Norman's routine explanation one by one.

Now he no longer has something to say, but really doesn't want to talk, because he didn't expect that Norman actually mastered these ancient languages.

He used to think that this guy named Barton just learned these old sayings from nowhere, and even made them up to bluff him, but now he heard that Barton spoke clearly and smoothly, and it didn't look like it anymore. .

At the end of Norman's speech, after explaining all the old sayings he wrote on the rag, he made a concluding speech.

"Mr. Xiu, as you can see, although I am only a gray-robed mage, my knowledge of the ancient language is definitely not just a gray-robed mage. Therefore, I think this transaction is completely worth your consideration."

Norman's last sentence did not continue to use the common language, but was spoken in an ancient language. The pronunciation is coherent and fluent, the intonation is ups and downs, the words are correct, and the word order is fair and rigorous. It can be used as a listening material for the red-robed mage's examination. up.

Xiu was completely silent, because he found that he couldn't fully understand what Norman said at the end!However, from the pronunciation, from what he could understand, he could still tell that the gray-robed mage in front of him was not talking nonsense.The reason why I can't fully understand it is because my level of ancient Chinese is not enough.

Xiu had to admit that, just as the gray-robed mage in front of him said, his level of ancient Chinese seemed to be inferior to the other's.

Mages are always proud, because they are much better than ordinary people, and Xiu is no exception.

Even Xiu is extremely proud among mages, because he himself is a genius: he is only 26 years old, but he is already a three-star black-robed mage, and his future is limitless, which is completely worthy of his pride.What's more, he still has that thing in his hand now. When he thinks about the effect of that thing, it is even more miraculous than the legendary artifact!

With such a thing in hand, why should he not be proud?

Xiu was so proud, his pride would not allow a lowly gray-robed mage to talk so eloquently in front of him, and even asked him to be his teacher!

Don't you just know more ancient Chinese?No big deal.

With the deepening of his study, he will come into contact with more and more ancient languages ​​after all, and the learning of ancient languages ​​is a gradual process. This gray-robed mage knows that more ancient languages ​​are his business, but he cannot use what he has learned. All the ancient language knowledge I know is infused into my brain at once, and I still have to learn it slowly after all.

Thinking about it this way, Xiu felt that this was really nothing special.

Not to mention that the gray-robed mage used such an equal attitude to make a deal with him, even if the other party knelt on the ground and begged me to make a deal with him, he would not agree.

This has nothing to do with Bazhiye, but only the dignity and pride of a true mage!
At this moment, Xiu's heart is extremely firm.

Although Xiu's expression was relatively indifferent, he was just an ordinary person. His indifference and expressionless expression were all made on purpose, unlike Atrimisia's seemingly inborn permanent poker face.In addition, this mage obviously put too much energy into mage research. He obviously failed in human relations and poor concealment skills, so Norman could easily see through his inner activities at the moment from his face and eyes. .

It seems that the chips are still not enough.

Without waiting for Xiu's response, Norman spoke again, "An ancient Chinese character library is one aspect, and on the other hand, I also have a set of ancient language pronunciation skills called 'Pinyin', which can help you quickly and accurately master the accurate pronunciation of each ancient language. ,mine……"

The pinyin is different from the ancient language prison cage. The ancient language prison cage was widely spread at the beginning, but was "invented" by Justin, and the spread became even wider. Xiu knew that it was not surprising, but the pinyin was different.Norman only taught Peggy pinyin at the beginning, and Peggy is not a "big inventor" like Justin, so Norman thought that Xiu might not know what it was, so he wanted to explain it, but he didn't expect that he hadn't started to introduce it yet. , the speech was interrupted.

"It's pinyin?!"

Xiu, who had just become firm in his heart, was as iron as steel, and suddenly his eyes lit up, staring at Norman like a hungry wolf.

"It is the only way to fast casting in the legend, the relic of the double saints in the world, pinyin?!"

Legendary?Fast cast?the only way?Return the favorite of God the Father?Double holy relic?

What is this all about?

Norman was startled when he heard these things, but the sorcerer pounced on him like a hungry wolf with green eyes, and grabbed Norman's hand.

"make a deal!"

He seemed to have forgotten that he was just about to firmly plan to reject this deal to the death, and he was completely confused by the bait thrown by Norman in front of him.

Mmm, it smells so good.

(End of this chapter)