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

"If the soul that has fallen into **** can bathe in the noble blood given by God, it can lead from **** to heaven."

Chu Zihang thought about the meaning of this sentence.

"This is the main thing to express. The others are insignificant things. It seems that they should be used to cover this sentence. It's like the reasoner mixes many insignificant phonemes with real clues." Lulu Ming Fei put her hands on the coffee table in front of the sofa, clasped her hands in front of her chin, performing the classic moves of Commander Ikura.

Maybe it's time to prepare a pair of eyes, otherwise there is no way to reflect light.

Lu Mingfei thought.

"I see, thank you."

Chu Zihang nodded.

"Hey, brother, what are you polite to me?" Lu Mingfei took out the beef burger from the bag and opened the wrapping paper. "But speaking of it, you have information to ask me, but I am also a little curious about things. I need to ask you. ."

"What's up?"

Chu Zihang asked.

"Brother, has your bloodline improved recently?"

Lu Mingfei put a big hamburger into his mouth, but his voice was very clear.

Chu Zihang remained silent, only Lu Mingfei chewing in the living room.

After a long time, Lu Mingfei's beef fort was about to be eaten. Chu Zihang suddenly closed his eyes. After opening them again, the golden pupils were dazzling: "How did you find out?"

"Sure enough," Lu Mingfei just swallowed the last bite of the hamburger, and sighed with the smell of devil's hot pepper. "The golden pupil of the mixed race is linked to the lineage. Brother, your current golden pupil is almost indistinguishable from Xiaoyao and me. up and down."

Although my pedigree is actually very low.

"It's not the same," Chu Zihang shook his head, "I can't control it anymore. Now I want to close it and it takes about ten minutes to sit and meditate."

"Because your pedigree is unstable, you are not about to lose control of the golden pupil, but about to lose control of your pedigree," Lu Mingfei hit the nail on the head, "If your pedigree continues to rise, it will not take too long. Beyond the critical blood limit, then you will be..."

Lu Mingfei did not continue, but Chu Zihang answered with a calm expression: "Deadpool."

"While it is still out of control, I will help you get a bloodline locking agent. With your current state, brother, the locking agent should be able to cure the root cause. If it continues to develop in the future, I am afraid it can only treat the symptoms..."

"No," Chu Zihang shook his head, "I need the power of blood."

"Even if the price is the soul falling into hell?"

Lu Mingfei quoted the contents of the stele.

"There is always a price to be paid for strength."

Chu Zihang's calmness was as firm as a sword.

"Brother, why do you need strength so much?"

Lu Mingfei was puzzled.

"I... can tell you a story."

Rarely, Lu Mingfei saw hesitation and indelible hatred from the face of Senior Brother Chu.

He had never seen Chu Zihang's expression like this. The usual Chu Zihang was like a neat samurai sword, white and shiny, with a smooth and rounded arc. It was both a murder weapon and a work of art.

Now he was more like a samurai sword stained with dark red blood, with an arc-blade crumbled.

"I knew I asked you to bring me some popcorn, brother."

There were two glasses of Coke in the bag, and Lu Mingfei handed one of them to Chu Zihang.

"Do you remember when you were in junior high school, when it rained heavily in summer, I saw you let Liu Miaomiao take you for a ride, but she refused, so you rushed into the rain with your coat..."

Perhaps because there is a story to tell, Chu Zihang, who has always spoken in brief, rarely talks a lot.

"Brother don't bring this! Didn't you tell your story? How did this begin to expose my dark history?!" Lu Mingfei exclaimed dissatisfiedly, "I have reason to suspect that you are taking the opportunity to retaliate!"

I was already familiar with Lu Mingfei's occasional inconspicuous personality. Chu Zihang ignored him and continued: "I wanted my father to take you for a ride, but you have already rushed into the rain."

"Can we not mention rushing into the rain?"

Lu Mingfei covered his face, but this also solved the doubt he had in the past two years. Why did Senior Brother Chu call out his name when he saw him for the first time in the square? Was it the impression he left at that time?

"I'm glad I didn't call you at the time. When my dad and I drove on the highway..."

...

"Wait, wait! Brother, you let me stroke," Lu Mingfei rubbed his eyebrows, "You mean, in our small city with corners, there is a special space that is different from the real world. In that space Here, you and your old man who was a driver for the big boss and used the bus privately to pick you up from school met a...Nordic god?"

"Odin."

Chu Zihang said the name in a very light tone, but to Lu Mingfei, he hated it ten times more than gritted his teeth.

"If this is not what you told me, brother, but from someone else's mouth, then I would definitely think he was joking with me or making up stories to lie to me," Lu Mingfei sighed, "but now I I have to wonder if there is a Nibelungen hidden in our city."

"Nibelungen?"

"Yes, you said that after your father stayed and fought Odin to death, Maybach's autopilot took you out of that section of the highway, and then you go back, where is an ordinary highway already," Lu Mingfei Explained, “This is the characteristic of Nibelungen. It is based on the real world, but it overlaps with reality in space. It is almost inaccessible without the media and the owner’s permission. You said that it was raining heavily, and the rain could serve as a medium.”

"If Odin is the owner of Nibelungen, why should it let us in."

Chu Zihang couldn't figure it out.

"Your father is a mixed breed, maybe there is something in his body that Odin fancy...what is Odin? Is it a next-generation or first-generation? Or is it actually not a dragon?"

Lu Mingfei remembered what Lu Mingze said in the middle of the sea of ​​knowledge. Is he not at odds with the dragon? Speaking of it, the ancestor of the dragon was the black king Nidhog. In Norse mythology, it bit the world tree and was one of the culprits that caused the twilight of the gods. It can be regarded as the mortal enemy of the Asa Protoss and Odin is exactly Ah The main **** of the Sa’s tribe.

Could it be said that a long time ago, there was still an Asa protoss in this world that was hostile to the dragon created by Nidhhogg, and Lu Mingze was a member of the Asa protoss, so he hated the dragon?

Isn't this general development a reality?

Lu Mingfei complained in his heart.

Because the history of the dragon clan is a lost history for the mixed race, and the records are extremely rare, so Lu Mingfei doesn't know much information, and can only make some limited and bold guesses.

"I don't know what Odin is," Chu Zihang shook his head, "I don't even know if it is a dragon, but I have a hunch that sooner or later... I will see it again."

"No wonder you need strength," Lu Mingfei rubbed his eyebrows, "but this kind of strength is too dangerous. Getting strength from the dragon's blood is almost equivalent to using yourself as a part of the human soul and the dragon. It's almost like..."

He suddenly thought of the little devil in the sea of ​​knowledge who tirelessly wanted him to surrender his soul and life, and he shivered subconsciously: "I'm making a deal with the devil!"

"If the devil can give me strength, I would sell my soul to him."

Chuzi Channel.

"Come on, you want me but I don't," Lu Mingfei curled his lips, "I don't have many friends. If you are taken away by the devil, then I have to go to **** and pinch his neck and put the knife on his little brother. Let him return your soul."

"Maybe the devil is actually a girl."

A faint smile appeared on Chu Zihang's face.

Lu Mingfei was stunned for five seconds before realizing that Chu Zihang was joking. A strange feeling similar to the New Year came from the bottom of his heart. Isn't this a celebration of firecrackers prevention?

There is a shortage of everything in the equipment department, but there is no shortage of things that can explode.

"By the way, brother, you haven't told me how on earth did you improve your pedigree!"

Lu Mingfei is very interested in Brother Chu's method of raising his ancestry. If he can get this method, maybe he can improve it, reduce or even eliminate the side effects.

"You said that this is a deal with the devil, it is too dangerous," Chu Zihang shook his head, apparently not going to give Lu Mingfei, "You are an alchemist and researcher, there is no need to extract power from your bloodline. And your blood is already very high."

If I want to talk about the devil, I don’t know what to say. In fact, there is a little devil in my mind. If I lose a game, I will slap his **** severely to relieve my breath.

Lu Mingfei said.

"Don't worry, brother, I have a sense of measure."

Lu Ming did not promise.

"I have used it, you don't understand, as long as you use it once, the consequences will be unstoppable."

Chu Zihang persuaded with all his heart.

Lu Mingfei said that I had already seen that brother, you actually have the potential of an eight-po. Fortunately, I have a killer.

"Brother, I want to show you something."

Lu Mingfei smiled.

Chu Zihang was puzzled.

Lu Mingfei took out his mobile phone, opened the photo taken outside the library during the day, and showed it to Chu Zihang. Above him and Susie were bathed in the afternoon sunshine in the library. Susie's hair stroked the back of his hand and eyelashes. Slender, dark and bright eyes stared affectionately at his profile.

Chu Zihang's expression changed slightly.

"I have nothing to do with Susie."

Chu Zihang explained.

"Well, brother, I believe in you," Lu Mingfei patted Chu Zihang on the shoulder and said with a smirk, "but it's hard to say if you don't believe Sister Xia Mi."

Chu Zihang's face changed obviously.

Lu Mingfei said that I guessed right, you old Mansao actually have ideas for Xia Mi! In the school before, you still didn't accept others. In private, you must have been secretly cool!

However, after listening to Senior Brother Chu's account of his experience of encountering Odin, he understood why Senior Brother Chu was not willing to accept Xia Mi. In his opinion, sooner or later he would go to Odin for revenge. He was already half-footed into the coffin. Now, even if he and Xia Mi are together, there is no ability to give Xia Mi the future, and it may even be a burden to Xia Mi.

"How would you not tell her?"

Chu Zihang asked dryly.

"Brother, you understand."

Lu Mingfei gave a meaningful smile.

"Candid photos are not good."

Chu Zihang tried to make the last struggle.

"Actually, I haven't been a good boy since I was little."

Lu Mingfei looked sincere.

"The technique I used is called Violent Blood. It was called the "Road to the Gods" a long time ago. After it was lost, the first Lion Heart Association restored it, and then it was lost again. I restored it in the Lion Heart Association's current file to let you The stele I helped translate was a record of violent blood a long time ago. It is said to curb its side effects, but no one has been able to translate it."

Chu Zihang compromised: "The information is in the Lionheart Club headquarters. If you want it now, I can dictate it."

"This is not enough, brother, if you have time, please make a copy of all the information you can give me. I will keep it confidential."

Lu Mingfeidao.

"good."

Chu Zihang nodded.

"But in terms of curbing side effects, according to the translated content, it should be bathed in the blood of'God'. To speak the word of God, we seem to really know one..."

Lu Mingfei and Chu Zihang looked at each other and said in unison: "Odin!"

"If this is the case, maybe as long as you bathe in Odin's blood, brother, you can gain the same power as him, no matter how bad it is, it is far more powerful than the mixed race," Lu Mingfei rubbed his chin, "Now we are even more troubled by Odin. Reasons."

"we?"

"Of course, brother, you don't think I will let you face an opponent who can build a space that looks like Nibelungen? The dragon that can build Nibelungen must at least be a next-generation species!" Lu Ming Don’t pat Chu Zihang’s shoulder, "As the saying goes, fight against the tiger brothers, fight against the father and son! Although Odin is far more fierce than the tiger, but we are not brothers but better than brothers. We still have to fight Odin. Side by side!"

Chu Zihang was silent for a long time, closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, the golden pupils had changed back to black ones, and he spoke softly to Lu Mingfei, "Thank you."

Many, many years later, Lu Mingfei recalled today and yelled regretfully: "Odin is so fierce! He's so fierce! Tiger **** it!"

...

After sending Senior Brother Chu away, Lu Mingfei had to face another problem that caused him a headache. He needed to exchange Shuan Ri stone for the stone slab that the girl temporarily kept.

He has the contact information and name of the girl who keeps the slate, but how should he contact her?

Continue to use swordsman projection?

His mana, if a swordsman with a cultivation base similar to his is projected, then it won’t last a few minutes at all. It’s as fast as before. It’s hard to get out of the auction house if people are ruthless, but you have to do something. Complicated things are not enough.

Even if he condenses a projection with a low cultivation base, his cultivation base can't last more than ten minutes. It is impossible to set up such a large stone slab, let alone send it back to the country.

As for showing up...

Lu Mingfei can never do this kind of dangerous thing himself.

Fortunately, he also has a tool man, a tool man who happens to be in the United States.

Skillfully dialed a number ~www.readwn.com~ and was connected after a simple busy tone. The background tone on the opposite side of the phone was Monster Hunter.

"Hey, Old Tang, are you free lately?"

Lu Mingfei asked.

"Brother Fei? If you are free, what's the matter, Brother Fei? Are you looking for me if you have something to do?"

Old Tang said over the phone.

"I have a private job, can you take it? Well paid!"

"Pick up and up! Why are you looking for me? I'll give you a discount! The price of jumping off the property!"

Old Tang said diligently.

"It's not a big job, you help me hand over something, and then send it back to China, find a museum to donate, how about it?"

"It's easy to say, but I just want to take Xiaoyin to travel to China again."

Old Tang's tone was cheerful.

So is the focus on Xiaoyin or tourism?

With this question, Lu Mingfei hung up the phone.

...

At the same time, Chu Zihang, who was walking outside the base of the equipment department, happened to pass by the canteen of the equipment department, and the huge screen hanging from the ceiling attracted his attention.

Surrounded by a group of researchers in white coats under the screen, a researcher held a handle that Chu Zihang had never seen before, and controlled the **** battle between Tachibana Ukyo on the screen and Chunli on the opposite side.

Chu Zihang subconsciously stopped and watched for a while, until a passing researcher patted him on the shoulder and asked excitedly, "Brother, you also beat the king of fighters?"

"Isn't this a street fighter?"

Chu Zihang was a little dazed.

"Ahem! Slips, slips, slips for a while, it's definitely not my admission!" The researcher pulled Chu Zihang into the cafeteria without any explanation, "Brother, you seem to know the punch...Street Fighter seems to be very researching. Get up and play!"

Ten minutes later, Chu Zihang held the self-made handle of the equipment department without expression, and the surrounding researchers surrounded him, cheering and exclaiming from time to time.