Frost Wings

The two dragons entered the mode of staring at each other in silence. She seemed to realize the problem, flapping her wings and flying away.

Are you gone?

Baihe looked back at Erha and suddenly felt a little sad. He spread his wings, flew into the mother dragon's lair, and defeated their parents in a panicked escape of a group of young glacier vultures. Baihe originally wanted to eat them with his nose. However, the eggs in the nest made him change his mind. The two glacier vultures were severely injured and could only swallow their breath and watch Baihe take away the remaining eggs in their nests.

He grabbed the egg and returned to the top of the glacier. Erha didn't leave, or he seemed a little overwhelmed because he lost the command. An egg fell in front of him. He sniffed carefully and knocked on the eggshell. Sucked the juice from it.

After replenishing some nutrition, Baihe saw the flying crystal dragon leaving and returning. What caught his attention was that the dragon was holding a jewel the size of a human head. The strange suction force his eyes fell into, Bai Long looked away in surprise.

"Hey! Why do you look so weird? Are you really a white dragon?"

The crystal dragon fell in front of him, and a clear voice suddenly sounded directly around Bai Long's mind. He was startled and looked around vigilantly. The telepathy made him realize that the voice came from the orb.

"You don't really know how to speak, right?" Baozhu's tone seemed a little confused, and suspicion appeared on the crystal dragon's face.

"What is this? It's amazing." Bai He stared at the treasure, and he couldn't help asking when he probably understood what was going on.

As Baihe thought, the crystal dragon could really understand Baihe's language through the orb. She replied with some vigilance:

"It's called the Lingyu Orb. It is a treasure that only the top psionicists in the outer plane can make. It can extract the spiritual fluctuations in the language. You don't want to hit it, or my mother can't spare you, I Your grandfather will definitely come to teach you from the outer plane."

"Tsk." Bai He closed his eyes, ignoring the three-body research group's constant requests on the retina to "study it and study it".

"You haven't answered my question yet, are you a white dragon?" The crystal dragon got closer and looked at the white river with curious eyes.

"Am I not like Bai Long?" Bai He opened his eyes and asked.

"Except for the color of the scales, it doesn't look alike." The crystal dragon snorted: "Are you a half-breed? You don't have other dragon characteristics. The red dragon's eyes are not as bright as yours, and the body is much thicker than you." Get up... It's like saying that you don't look like a white dragon, but you can't tell exactly what you don't look like. This feeling--yes, right! You're like a white dragon drawn by a painter in another style. Like red eyes..."

"You mean my style of painting is wrong?" Bai He couldn't help but complain.

"That's right, White Dragon doesn't have your style of painting!" Crystal Dragon said.

Bai He was speechless for a while. This truth really left him speechless. No matter what, the style of the white dragon produced by the technological plane would be somewhat different from the native white dragon.

"My name is Simpaxia, what's your name?" the crystal dragon asked.

"Baihe." Baihe replied.

"...Aussir-Halun (Whiteriver)?"

What the **** is Aussir-Halun? Realizing that it was Baozhu who paraphrased his name into a strange language, Baihe couldn't help but be puzzled.

"You really don't know the dragon language at all?" Simpaxia said with a sigh.

Bai He was watched by his eyes, and he felt like he was 'caring for the mentally disabled children'.

Suddenly, Bai He's heart moved: "Can you teach me the dragon language?"

"Okay!" Simpaxia's eyes lit up, and she seemed suddenly excited: "But you have to call me teacher!"

"Teacher." Bai He said honestly.

"No, no." The crystal dragon waved its wings twice: "You should say: Dear Mr. Simpaxia, please pass on the true meaning of the knowledge of dragon language to me!"

Baihe looked at the expectant eyes of the crystal dragon, and suddenly felt a little stomachache, but he still decided to satisfy the vanity of the girl dragon: "Okay, respected Mr. Simpaxia, please pass on the true meaning of granting me the knowledge of dragon language. Bar."

……

"Read me: Thrae."

"Thrae."

"What do you mean? I just taught you."

"Sky."

"How clever! I want to punish you for copying it 20 times."

"Respected Mr. Simpaxia, where did you know about this kind of punishment?" Bai Long asked twitchingly at the corner of his mouth.

"When my grandfather taught me Elvish through a mirror image, if I couldn't remember it twenty times, I would have to copy it forty times."

"Elf language?"

"Yes! Do you want to learn it? It's much more difficult than the dragon language! Those elves like long and verbose words the most, and I will definitely find an opportunity to punish you!"

Bai Long rolled his eyes, thinking that you really think too much. While you were teaching the Dragon language, the Three-Body Problem Studio was operating frantically. After you finished teaching the Dragon language, it is estimated that the "Dragon-Chinese Dictionary" has already been compiled for several editions. , automatic translation is almost done, still draw a gourd, what language is not a piece of cake to learn?

"Next." Bai Long urged.

"Sauriv."

"Sauriv."

"Eye."

"Eye."

……

"Okay, that's all for today. Mom doesn't allow me to be outside the nest at this time. I'll continue tomorrow."

Simpathia waved her wings, put away the orb and said goodbye to the white dragon.

"Goodbye, Mr. Simpaxia." The white dragon waved his claws and watched the crystal dragon fly away. At the same time, he noticed that the gaze that had been watching him vigilantly at the height of the glacier finally turned away.

"I'm still researching, I'm courting death. It's obvious that I can't get it, can it be robbed? Let's not talk about how bad this thing is. What's the use of grabbing the small one and getting the big one to fly faster than the big one? I didn't hear what others said. Is there an old man waiting for me?" Baihe complained to the three-body man: "The old dragon who has lived for hundreds of thousands of years~www.readwn.com~ I don't know what skills I can't even imagine. ."

"That bead is obviously a manifestation of the fundamental power of this world. If we can research something, it will be of great help to us." The three-body man said rationally.

"Foundation power? Supernatural power? Psionic power? Magic?" Bai He said, "But can you research something?"

"This requires the action of your collaborator. We really hope that you can... um, get in touch with the fundamental theory of this world, so that our research can be carried out, um, that's it."

"The fundamental theory of this world? Magic?" Shirakawa thought to himself.

Learn magic?

Bai He's head suddenly had an epiphany: Why don't you learn magic?

He suddenly realized that he had been misled by a concept: dragon's magic is innate, and it can be performed naturally at a certain age, and there is no need to learn it.

However, there are two main types of spellcasters in this world. One is the Sorcerer who relies on blood to cast spells, and the other is the wizard who studies magic theory to gain the favor of power. The spellcasting abilities of dragons are all classified as the former. One, as the dragon gets older, the magical power in the dragon's blood becomes stronger, but this does not limit the dragon's ability to obtain magical power from the wizard's method.

What's more, the white dragon is still recognized as a model of incomparable spellcasting ability, so what's wrong with learning magic to enhance his power?

As for whether he can learn or not... these three-body people living on him, even if the thinking speed is slowed down by the technical limit, will the stupidest person's intelligence be lower than 18 points according to the rules?