I Was Supposed To Slay the Dragon and Started To Cultivate Immortals Unexpectedly

"Brother, brother!" Lu Mingze pressed his palm on the jade bi, and was trapped inside the jade bi. He smiled flatteringly at Lu Mingfei through the almost transparent jade bi, "Brother, are you planning to let me go out? ?"

"No, I'm here to trade with you..."

Lu Mingfeidao.

Lu Mingze's eyes suddenly lit up, like energized light bulbs: "Brother, you have figured out that you are willing to come to me to trade your life?!"

"...But I am not going to trade my life with you."

Lu Mingfei spit out the second half of the sentence.

Lu Mingze's little face was immediately bitter: "Brother, we don't have such a deal. It's hard for me to do things for you like you."

"Life is unwilling to give it to you. You can't accept anything else. If the price is right, I can consider it."

Lu Mingfei asked.

"Brother, you are embarrassing me a little bit," Lu Mingze said, "Life is the only designated currency for me, and it cannot be traded with other things."

"What does it mean that life is the only designated currency! What you actually want is the soul! You really are the kind of devil in **** that tempts others to sell their souls!"

Lu Mingfei yelled at Lu Mingze through Yubi.

"Don't worry, brother, I'm an honest devil, you get what you pay for, the kind of young man who is not deceived."

The boy who was complained of as the "devil" gave Lu Mingfei a "yeah" and blinked his eyes. If they live in the world of comics, there should be a "ding" sound effect, and Lu Mingze's eyes popped out. A little star.

"Hmm... Can someone else's life be used to trade?"

Lu Mingfei asked suddenly, rubbing his chin.

"What kind of devil is this!" Lu Mingze was full of horror, "Brother, you are actually the real devil!"

"It's just a joke," Lu Mingfei looked innocent, "How can I do this kind of thing when I look so kind?"

"A hundred complete lives can be counted as a quarter of your brother's life!"

Lu Mingze raised an index finger and said in a serious manner.

"Wait a minute, I'll come as soon as I go."

Lu Mingfei looked murderous, raised his hand to fish out two watermelon knives dripping strawberry juice from the void, and turned his head to set off.

"Eh eh eh! Brother, you come back, I was joking!"

Lu Mingze hurriedly stopped Lu Mingfei.

"Tsk..."

Lu Mingfei turned around, disappointed.

"Brother, you really are the devil!" Lu Mingze covered his face, "I suddenly felt that my business ability is so shallow..."

"Don't say that, I will try my best to make their death undoubtedly painful."

Lu Mingfei had a pure tone, with strawberry juice dripping down the watermelon knife in his hand, and a translucent red puddle accumulated on the ground.

"Brother, don't talk about it anymore, if you go on, I'm afraid **** will come to you to cooperate in developing new business."

The expression on Lu Mingze's face is extremely complicated.

"That's not right, then I will be your immediate boss, you are the little devil, I am the big devil, then I can let you trade with me without spending a penny!"

Lu Mingfei's tone turned out to be quite hopeful.

"Compared with you big devil, my little devil, it's really shameful."

Lu Mingze's tone was not without frustration.

"Okay, okay, no kidding," Lu Mingfei said sternly, "You really don't trade other things here? I do have something I want to buy from you now."

"Brother, what do you want to buy?"

Lu Mingze curiously said.

"Some intelligence and information."

Lu Mingfeidao.

"Brother, what information do you want, let's listen to it. If it's cheaper, I can consider giving you a little for free!"

Lu Mingze said.

"Do you have any information about the mixed-race species in Japan and the history of those mixed-race species in ancient China?"

Lu Mingfei asked.

"Well... if it's something else, it's not impossible for me to provide you with the potential of a big devil, brother, for free," the little devil Lu Narusawa hesitated, "but the Japanese mixed race is very It is closed and there are very few materials, so every file is precious."

Lu Mingfei frowned slightly. The Japanese mixed race is really weird. He only came here for a few days, and he met Yuan Zhisheng, Hui Liyi, Yue Shifu, and the unknown mixed race on the road. Mixed races far more than Grade A, this projectile land definitely has a big problem.

"What about the history of ancient Chinese mixed races?" Lu Mingfei asked again, "Can't all of the thousands of years of rich history be precious, right?"

"Historical materials of ancient Chinese mixed races," Lu Mingze looked a little weird, "Yes, but there are, but it's more... well, complicated, so brother, if you want to know, just ask me, and I will answer some that are not involved. As far as the precious materials are concerned, you need to pay for the precious materials!"

"What about the Japanese mixed-race information?"

"I'm sorry, all are paid materials, unless you are willing to trade, brother."

Lu Mingze spread his hands.

"Okay," it’s not bad to get some information about ancient Chinese mixed races for free. Anyway, it’s for nothing. Lu Mingfei no longer insists on anything, and simply asks his own questions. "Qin Shihuang Yingzheng, he is a mixed race. What is his pedigree?"

Ever since he saw Ying Zheng in the illusion of Si Ming, this doubt has been in his mind.

"Mixed-blood... be it."

Lu Mingze nodded.

I don't know if it is an illusion, Lu Mingfei always feels that there is a bit of vicissitudes in his tone, as if he sighed over two thousand years.

"Yes, yes, no, no, what do you mean?"

Lu Mingfei was puzzled.

"Brother, didn't you ask what his pedigree reached?" Lu Mingze asked, "Do you know Gilgamesh?"

"You know, Jin Shining, I sometimes call him Golden Pickup."

Lu Mingfei nodded.

"I'm not talking about the golden retriever in ate!" Lu Mingze covered his face, "I mean him in the mythical epic. The Sumerian mythology was passed on to the ancient Babylonian kingdom by word of mouth, and it was recorded on the stone slab as Jill. In the epic poem of Gamesh, it says that the fifth monarch of Uruk is a demigod of two-thirds and a third of human beings."

"I know I know!" Lu Mingfei raised his hand. "The myth says that he has the power and wisdom of God, but he does not have the life span of God, so two-thirds of him are gods and one-third of them are humans."

"Yes, but this myth is false," Lu Mingze said. "At that time, the gods were actually referring to the first generation species of the dragon family. Gilgamesh’s true body was one of the first generation species, so it was actually complete. The **** of humanity was eulogized as a two-thirds demigod only because he died in the history of mankind without revealing eternal life."

Lu Mingfei's mouth twitched: "You mean..."

"Yes, Qin Shihuang Yingzheng is the real monarch whose two thirds are gods and one third is human," Lu Mingze's tone became profound, as if it had been passed down from the Qin Dynasty two thousand years ago to the present, "He can release The language spirit that reaches the realm of the Dragon King can breed a huge body comparable to a pure blood dragon. Compared with the real Dragon King, all he lacks is the eternal life of the Dragon King."

"hiss……"

Lu Mingfei couldn't help taking a breath.

From the perspective of a monk, this is nothing unusual. Almost every monk who is mixed with a demon will surpass the father or mother of the demon race by virtue of the advantage of being a human. The case of the demon.

In this world, the advantages between humans and dragons are reversed. Human bloodlines are mediocre. Only the bloodlines of dragons can bring powerful and mysterious powers, and there is no such thing as "cultivation" in that world that can change fate. , Pedigree represents everything.

Mixed races can only rely on strong bloodlines to gain power. However, once their bloodlines are out of control, they will fall into a desperate situation of becoming a deadpool. In this case, according to the vice principal, the bloodlines of mixed races are at most the same as the next generations, and their strength is higher. Because it can only control one kind of speech spirit and its advanced speech spirit, and cannot breed a huge dragon body, the ability of a mixed breed to achieve the same strength as a three-generation pure blood dragon is already the limit. This step can be achieved in history. Both are famous heroes.

And now Lu Mingze tells him that Qin Shihuang can break the arm with the dragon king of the first generation, except that he can't survive. Is this a bit too outrageous!

"Brother, you must want to say how can there be such an exaggeration? This is too ridiculous, you are absolutely nonsense, right?"

Lu Mingze asked.

"No," Lu Mingfei shook his head, "I believe you."

"Eh?"

Lu Mingze was taken aback, his thoughts were a bit disjointed.

Lu Mingfei said that normally speaking, I definitely can’t believe what you said, but I saw with my own eyes a second-generation species that was suppressed by the "commandment" during the Qin Shihuang period called "law" in the illusion of Si Ming. Ling was then strung into a hedgehog by the guards, and I couldn't help but believe it!

"Ahem, since you believe it, brother, it's easy to say," Lu Mingze tidied up his thoughts and continued, "Later, he smoothed out the Central Plains at that time and established the Qin Dynasty, but he swept the world in just ten years. After all, the destruction of the Six Kingdoms left a hidden danger to the body of this eternal emperor, and he died young."

"Died young? Didn't you die young?"

Lu Mingfei was puzzled.

"With his blood, although he can't live forever like a true pureblood dragon, he should at least live for a thousand or eight hundred years. As a result, he died before he was a hundred years old. What is it?"

Lu Mingze spread his hands, Lu Mingfei could not refute.

"He has the power of a dragon king, and can even nurture the body of a dragon. Why can't he live as long as a pure-blooded dragon?"

Lu Mingfei asked.

"Because the body of a dragon is not long-lived, and the body of a dragon also has a lifespan. The body of the first generations will also decay after a thousand years. The immortal is their spirit," Lu Mingze said, "The dragon keeps it for itself before death. After the cocoon, the spirit flows into the cocoon after death, and the cocoon with the spirit becomes the dragon's egg. The dragon regenerates and hatches in the egg, and then breaks out of the egg, becoming a new life that has just been born, and is reborn."

Lu Mingfei's face is weird, how does this sound like the reincarnation of Yang Shendao monk?

Because the life span of the body is far less than the life span of the Nascent Soul and Yin God, it is difficult for a simple Nascent Infant or Yin God to cultivate, so it is necessary to continuously reincarnate to obtain a new body.

"So Yingzheng's spirit can't be immortal like a dragon, it can only die completely after the body is withered?"

Lu Mingfei nodded.

"No, on the contrary," Lu Mingze shook his head. "Since his speech can reach the realm of the Dragon King, it means that his spirit can already exist. In spirit, he is not weaker than the Dragon King, but cocooning is The power that a pure blood dragon can possess, no matter how strong he is, he is still only a hybrid after all, so he cannot cocoon, and there is no new body to carry the spirit."

"Without material support, pure spirit is useless," Lu Mingze paused, adding, "except as a raw material that is refined into a sage stone composed of pure spiritual elements."

"Will the spirit of Yingzheng dissipate?"

Lu Mingfei asked.

"It depends on whether there is a carrier that carries the spirit. If there is no carrier, the spirit will eventually dissipate, but if there is a suitable carrier, the loss of the spirit will be almost nothing, and theoretically it can exist until the life of the earth. End," Lu Mingze cites, "For example, living spirits among top alchemy treasures, um... Brother, do you know what living spirits are?"

"I understand," Lu Mingfei nodded, "Is it possible for Qin Shihuang to store his spirit in the alchemy treasure and turn it into a living spirit."

Lu Mingfei couldn't help thinking of the black dragon that Si Ming was repairing itself. Could Ying Zheng exist in a similar form in a top alchemy treasure built by the craftsmen of the Qin State? For example, hidden in the Jade Seal carved from He's Bi or other treasures?

But immediately he himself felt that it was impossible.

He has seen Yingzheng's courage in the illusion. With the majesty that he wiped out the dragon clan of the six nations and ruled the world, will he seal himself in a weapon to survive in the face of death?

To be honest, Lu Mingfei thinks it's impossible.

As if to confirm his thoughts, Lu Mingze also slowly shook his head: "There is basically no such possibility. Once he exists, he will never lose to the dragon king in terms of arrogance, and it is unlikely that he will become himself in order to survive. Living spirit, secondly, based on his blood, the skeleton should be no different from the Dragon King..."

Lu Mingze said quietly: "The dragon king's bones were originally the best container for storing spirits in this world."

Lu Mingfei was taken aback: "So it's possible that his spirit still exists in his bones? It's in his mausoleum?!"

"Yes," Lu Mingze nodded, "Brother, are you going to robber the tomb? Then I have to remind you that according to reliable sources, there is an alchemy formation in the tomb of Qin Shihuang, and it is the largest formation in the world. The manufactured water galaxy is the driving force!"

"No, this kind of tomb robbery is too wicked, I can't do it."

Lu Mingfei shook his head with a righteous expression, and at the same time hid the shovel that he subconsciously touched out of the void in his hands.

"Brother, if you want to pour the tomb of the ancient emperor, I can help you! As long as you trade with me, it only takes a quarter of the life! I will pay you to spend that tomb as a brick. Not left," Lu Mingze tempted, "If Qin Shihuang’s dragon bones carry his spirit, it is equivalent to storing the spirit equivalent to the dragon king in it, and it can refine a lot of sage stones, even enough. You bought the entire mixed race world..."

"Or is it enough for the entire mixed-blood realm to besiege me and seize the treasure?"

Lu Mingfei rolled his eyes.

"Then, brother, you will trade with me again!" Lu Mingze waved his hand, his abacus crackled, "As long as I pay another quarter of my life, I will help you deal with those who dare to think about you. People pack... eh eh eh!"

"Thank you for the important news. I have something to leave. I won't disturb you anymore. Take a good rest!"

Lu Mingze was in the middle of speaking, Lu Mingfei interrupted suddenly, and then stretched out his hand. The huge jade cube that was originally like a small house suddenly floated and shrunk, and in the blink of an eye it became the size of a Rubik's cube, which was almost transparent. Bi also turned into a rich green color, and could only barely see a vague figure inside.

The figure seems to be sitting on the ground and beating Jade Bi. Although the movement is vague, it inexplicably reveals a highly infectious grief and despair. It must be a figure of the performance art master level outside.

I have already asked everyone I want to ask, this weird little devil is of no use, so I'd better turn it off.

Faithful pushes the jade into the void, Lu Mingfei withdraws from the sea of ​​knowledge with great concern.

...

In the living room of the hotel suite, Lu Mingfei and Chu Zihang are sitting next to each other in the middle of the big sofa, Su Xiaoyao and Xia Mi are sitting on their sides, Su Xiaoyao’s shoulders are next to Lu Mingfei, and Xia Mi’s hot pants are white. The dazzling thigh was only a little close to Chu Zihang's leg, and the heat was transferred to Chu Zihang's body through the air.

However, Chu Zihang now has no time to pay attention to the thigh heat and the faint fragrance passed by the girl, just holding the handle with a serious face, and staring attentively at the large LCD TV in the living room.

On the small single sofa placed at right angles to the couch, Yuan Zhisheng was sitting on it in a white shirt of the same style as Chu Zihang, with the handles in his palms almost wrapped in the shadows of fingers.

A tense, intense, and stimulating atmosphere filled the entire living room. Apart from the shouts of the characters on the TV, there were only a few cautious breathing sounds.

Finally, with Tachibana Ukyo, who had only the last trace of blood on the screen, swung his sword into the air with the blood bar, Xia Mi's cheers suddenly broke out: "Long live brother!"

Yuan Zhisheng and Chu Zihang put down the handles expressionlessly, and Xia Mi's face turned reddish in response to what they had done with excitement.

"You are much stronger than before."

Chu Zihang faced Yuan Zhisheng.

Chu Zihang, who has always been pk with Yuan Zhisheng, can clearly feel the rapid improvement of Yuan Zhisheng’s technology in the past few months. The reaction power brought by the strong pedigree advantage makes his technology extremely fast. Improved ~www.readwn.com~ even if he doesn't spend much time playing games because of his busy schedule.

There was a strong sense of crisis in Chu Zihang's heart. With the naïve speed of progress, if this continues, it is estimated that he will surpass him in a short time.

Yuan Zhisheng opened his mouth to say something, but the door of the living room was suddenly unscrewed. Old Tang hung three bags on his left arm and three bags on his right arm. He still held a bag in his mouth and held it flat. He walked in with both arms, not knowing how he opened the door just now.

"I'm back with lunch!"

Old Tang made a vague sound holding the plastic bag in his mouth, walked to the coffee table in front of the sofa, put the things down, and handed them to Lu Mingfei and the others one by one.

"thanks!"

"thanks!"

Chu Zihang and Yuan Zhisheng nodded in thanks.

"Old Tang will treat you as if you invited us! I won't give you the money! Thank you, thank you!"

Lu Mingfei took his and Su Xiaoqiao's bags from Lao Tang, and had a righteous posture to eat the king's meal.

Old Tang dared not say anything, picked up Xia Mi's rice and handed it to her: "Sister Xia Mi, I bought the salmon sushi from downstairs. Try it? Your boyfriend paid for it anyway."

Chu Zihang, who was opening the eel rice on the side, paused slightly, and then didn't bother to correct anything, and continued to open the package.

"Huh? Oh!"

Xia Mi seemed to be distracted, and he took a moment to take the lunch box in Old Tang's hand, and glanced over Old Tang without a trace.

No... Such a coincidence, isn't it?

This... can't it?

Xia Mi muttered silently in her heart while opening the lunch box.

"Huh? Brother Yuan, are you eating ramen?" Lu Mingfei saw the ramen in Yuan Zhisheng’s lunch box, and suddenly remembered something, "It just so happens. I recommend you a noodle stall I found near Dongda, Master. He is a veteran craftsman for decades!"