Wu Sheng Lu Mingfei of the Dragon Clan

Chapter 584 The Six Paths
Seeing the old monk, Yuan Zhisheng suddenly understood the cause and effect.

It was weird.

The vice-principal was asked to come over to analyze the alchemy matrix, oh, it's runic text now.

So what do you call him Yuan Zhisheng?
In terms of combat power, it is obvious that Gao Tianyuan needs him more.

There is Lu Mingfei Caesar here, in fact, Lu Mingfei alone is enough.

Now Yuan Zhisheng finally understood that it was not Lu Mingfei who wanted to come by himself, but the old monk in front of him.

Did he call me... Your Highness?
Yuan Zhisheng noticed the title of the old monk.

He nodded.

The old monk did not leave directly, but went to find Lu Mingfei.

"Oh, need my help?"

Lu Mingfei looked at them.

"Row."

Lu Mingfei agreed without hesitation, and the vice-principal and others were still discussing in full swing, and there was no result for a while.

This is normal, and Lu Mingfei is also mentally prepared to analyze an unfamiliar field from the beginning, and it will take a little bit of time.

The most important thing is the direction, since it has been confirmed that it is the rune script, and it has a clue, I believe that with the vice-principal's attainments in the field of alchemy, there will definitely be results.

Caesar Miyamoto Shio has some dabbles in alchemy. Although he is not as good as the vice-principal, he can also provide inspiration and a possibility.

Lu Mingfei can't help here for the time being.

He went down a few times just now.

This is what the vice-principal meant. He hoped that Lu Mingfei would try to find other runes.

It turns out, obviously, no.

Perhaps the only way to make a conclusion is to wait for the vice principal to go down and have a look in person.

With the old monk in front, they walked back.

Lu Mingfei stood side by side with Yuan Zhisheng.

Lu Mingfei didn't take off the bronze mask, he remained in the throne posture.

The atmosphere was a little awkward.

Lu Mingfei stared straight ahead, he could feel Yuan Zhisheng's occasional gaze, the young master of the Bajia of Snake Qi was examining himself with vague hostility.

Lu Mingfei could not understand.

Just because I can understand it, I don't know how to deal with it.

Grab a kiss?
Not to not to be.

Lu Mingfei was taken aback by the thought that suddenly popped up in his mind.

What snatching.

What are you kissing?

He and Erika were just an ordinary and pure relationship between a man and a woman, nothing more.

"You now."

Yuan Zhisheng said.

"A man or a dragon."

Unexpectedly, Yuan Zhisheng spoke first.

Lu Mingfei scratched his head.

"I'm not too sure either."

"But this..."

Lu Mingfei looked down at Longlin.

"Actually, every hybrid has the possibility to do it."

Yuan Zhisheng was surprised.

"Every hybrid?"

"Ah."

"Dragon's blood is a key. If you get this key, you may open the door to the treasure."

"You mean, the road to conferring gods."

"You guys call it that, but I call him Dragon Blood Martial Arts."

"I heard that the students in this department are all practicing martial arts."

"No, no, it's different."

Lu Mingfei has read the information about the martial arts school plan launched by the Kassel Headquarters, and the familiar Kyushu martial arts has blossomed and borne fruit in other worlds. Lu Mingfei is very interested in this.

He looks forward to seeing the future of the combination of Kyushu Martial Arts and Dragon's Blood System.

But what Lu Mingfei is talking about now is not Kyushu Martial Arts.

"It's dragon blood."

"Dragon Blood Martial Arts."

"Is there any difference from this department?"

"of course."

Lu Mingfei was very happy to introduce.

It's just that before, I always introduced the difference between Dragon Blood Martial Arts and Dragon Blood System, but now it's replaced by Dragon Blood Martial Arts and Kyushu Martial Arts, which is quite strange.

Lu Mingfei thought about it and found a suitable entry point.

Well, there is.

"Kyushu Martial Arts can be practiced by ordinary people."

"Dragon Blood Martial Arts only have mixed races."

"As for the speed of practice, Dragon Blood Martial Arts is faster than Kyushu Martial Arts in the early stage, but in the later stage,..."

Lu Mingfei shook his head.

"It's not easy to compare."

After all, Dragon Blood Martial Arts is still an unfinished road. Martial Saints exist in Kyushu Martial Arts in theory, but Kyushu has not been out of Kyushu for many years. If Lu Mingfei hadn’t helped the little emperor to cut down mountains and destroy temples, he would have jumped out half of his body and was about to sink into the ground. If he is old and immortal, it is estimated that the whole Kyushu will only think that the so-called Martial Saint is just a legend, and it is completely impossible to achieve it.

"Dragon Blood Martial Arts progress will be faster."

Yuan Zhisheng was very concerned about this.

Now Yuanzhisheng urgently needs strength.

The dragon's formidable enemy is present.

"Come on, give me your hand."

Lu Mingfei held Yuanzhi's hand ten thousand times.

Closing induction moment.

Dragon Blood Martial Arts emphasizes the development of dragon blood in the body of hybrids, balancing human personality and dragon personality, and stably controlling one's own bloodline in a sober state, so as to quickly restore the original, and even go beyond the cage.

But the premise of all this is dragon blood.

Lu Mingfei put down Yuan Zhisheng's wrist.

Sure enough, it was the same as he thought before.

"Brother Yuan, this is the general outline of Dragon Blood Martial Arts, you should memorize it first."

Yuan Zhisheng solemnly should be.

Lu Mingfei speaks Chinese, and it is classical Chinese, with subtle words and great meaning, and every word is pearls of pearls, so that his memory can be built up from the source.

This is thanks to the fact that Yuan Zhisheng was a top student since he was a child, he read all kinds of books, and he also dabbled in many classics of the Far East.

That's slightly better than knowing nothing.

Lu Mingfei explained for Yuan Zhisheng.

It's an easy job.

The martial arts enlightenment of the half-dead waiter children before was also attended by Lu Mingfei himself.

When he returned to the ancient temple, Yuan Zhisheng could roughly understand it.

"Try pushing."

"Sensing dragon blood."

Lu Mingfei said to Yuan Zhisheng.

"However, I still suggest you to try and try, and don't expect much."

Yuan Zhisheng's heart moved, and he glanced at Lu Mingfei.

He nodded.

The [-]-word general outline of Dragon Blood Martial Arts flashed through Yuan Zhisheng's mind.

Every word in the article is like a brilliant light.

Yuan Zhisheng was amazed.

Obviously just thinking about it, but it seems that this general outline is really presented in front of my eyes, as if it is real.

Could it be that this is the sea of ​​consciousness mentioned in the ancient books of the Far East.

Science can't explain it, but there are too many things that science can't explain. You can order the world by speaking in Dragon Language, and the so-called spirit of speech can exist.

Yuan Zhisheng kept his mind steady and tried to activate the Dragon Blood Martial Arts.

The first step is to sense your own blood.

In this step, the stronger the bloodline, the easier it is to sense.

The real difficulty is in the back, trying to stabilize the dragon personality and human personality, to achieve a balance, and then embark on the dragon blood martial arts.

But Yuan Zhisheng got stuck.

He couldn't feel his blood.

Yuan Zhisheng took a deep breath and tried two more times.

The result remains the same.

Yuan Zhisheng looked at Lu Mingfei.

"No."

"Sure enough."

Lu Mingfei frowned slightly.

A long time ago, when he was still in the sword servant clan, Lu Mingfei had the idea of ​​trying to teach Fengjian Liuli dragon blood martial arts.

Later, nothing happened.

At that time, Lu Mingfei discovered that Liuli Kazama's bloodline was very special.

I just thought it was because of the royal blood.

But later, after meeting Yuan Zhisheng, Lu Mingfei found out that this was not the case.

Not only Kazama Ruri, but also Minamoto, and even Erika and Uesugi Koshi.

All three precious lives.

Their lineage is incomplete.

It's hard to imagine.

It is as strong as Sanguiming, and there is almost an essential gap between it and other hybrids, and it is infinitely close to pure-blooded dragons.

Such a three precious life, the bloodline is not complete.

But it's true.

Lu Mingfei has seen all the existing Sanguiming, and even the previous generation of shadow emperor Uesugi Koshi.

Their lineage is incomplete.

In fact, think from another angle, or in other words, change the frame of reference.

Don't compare Sanguiming with ordinary mixed races.

What they are comparing with should be the Four Great Sovereigns.

Sanguiming is the first generation species.

Shio Miyamoto speculates that Sangui Ming is not as good as the Four Monarchs because of congenital inadequacy. When Bai Wang created Sangui Ming, he was in a dying state, or he was already dead, leaving only the remains.

But Lu Mingfei has a different opinion.

The three noble lives are not as good as the four great monarchs, and even the three noble lives are weaker than the pure blood dragons, because the three noble lives are not complete.

The old monk knelt on the futon and kowtowed deeply to King Ming Faxiang on the lotus platform.

Lu Mingfei and Yuan Zhisheng stood behind, indifferent.

They don't believe in gods, and even draw their swords without hesitation if the gods get in the way.

Yuan Zhisheng guessed right.

The old monk asked Lu Mingfei to call him.

And the reason why the old monk persuaded Lu Mingfei.

"Your Highness."

The old monk faced Yuan Zhisheng.

He was really old, with a hunchback shape, skinny bones, and a worrying voice, as if he might die at any time, maybe in the next second.

"For strength, what can you give?"

"all."

Yuan Zhisheng gave a meal.

"Except for the people I hold dear."

The old monk seemed to be smiling.

"That's it."

"Feeling heart."

The little novice came forward, and it turned out that this sense of consciousness was calling him.

"master."

"Open the door."

"Yes."

Yuan Zhisheng didn't say a word, he vaguely felt that something important was about to happen, the small temple was dilapidated, and at this moment it seemed a little strange and difficult to understand.

Yuan Zhisheng looked at Lu Mingfei, and the inexplicably lingering strange atmosphere suddenly disappeared.

Lu Mingfei is still in the throne posture and has not been released yet. His half-human half-dragon appearance is really weird, and he can only be regarded as a pet in front of Lu Mingfei.

The little novice brought a lantern.

Very strange, the whole body of this lantern is pitch black.

not only that.

The six sides of the black lantern are painted with human beings, Shura, heavenly beings, animals, hungry ghosts and hell respectively.

Lu Mingfei felt very cordial.

Reincarnation.

The old monk fetched a white bone, if Lu Mingfei hadn't sensed the aura on it, he almost wouldn't have recognized it.

This section of white bones looks very good, crystal clear, warm and moist like jade, the small temple is dimly lit, and it is still sunny outside, so the inside of the small temple is like night.

Lu Mingfei could tell that the white bones were glowing with light. It was not a reflection, but the bones were glowing spontaneously.

strangeness……

When the old monk took out the bones, Yuan Zhisheng's gaze was attracted and he couldn't move away.

So familiar.

Yuan Zhisheng had an impulse, he wanted to snatch this bone.

The golden pupils involuntarily lit up.

Lu Mingfei held him down.

Yuan Zhisheng's restless heart slowly cooled down.

"Remember the general outline?"

"Well, verbatim."

Lu Mingfei nodded.

"very good."

The old monk seemed dull, but he always paid attention to the two of them. Seeing Lu Mingfei holding Yuan Zhisheng, the old monk looked away.

"Thank you... Your Majesty."

The old monk murmured, extremely low.

Lu Mingfei's expression changed, and when he turned his head, he saw the old monk holding the bone in both hands and handing it to the little novice Juexin.

The bone seems very light, like a child can lift it easily, but in the hands of the old monk, it seems like a weight.

"It's done."

"Yes."

The little novice’s crisp voice, the temple’s pitch black, and his bones are shiny and smooth, making this person’s face whiter and lips redder.

The little novice took over the bones.

His hands sank.

The little monk pursed his lips tightly and held his breath.

The old monk let go of his hand, one finger at a time, moving very slowly.

Letting go completely, the old monk took a few steps back, feeling relieved.

At this moment, he was even older.

Lu Mingfei could smell the rotten aura on the old monk.

He was dying.

Lu Mingfei thought.

Yuan Zhisheng stepped forward to help the old monk.

He couldn't tell why.

Probably a coincidence.

There are many things Yuan Zhisheng doesn't understand, but an inexplicable sense of respect rose in his heart.

I always feel that the old monk in front of me has paid a lot and is a person worthy of respect.

Speaking of this temple...

Yuan Zhisheng suddenly realized that there was a very strange place.

The Bajia of Sheqi...has never had a temple that guards the place where the remains are stored.

Whether in the period of the young Patriarch, or now the real head of the family.

Yuan Zhisheng had never heard of any temples that suppressed the places where human remains were stored.

There is indeed a group of people in the Bajia of Sheqi who monitor the places where the remains are kept all the year round.

But not temples.

They also did not arrange the alchemy matrix.

In fact, they could even take a helicopter directly to the remains.

Just a crater.

So... what is it all about...

Yuan Zhisheng locked his brows.

The more you think about it, the more chaotic you become.

where is the problem?

Yuan Zhisheng remembered the members of the Snake Eight Family who picked him up.

and many more.

Why can't I remember who this person is?

Is there such a person in Sheqi Bajia?
So, some kind of spiritual word spirit?
wrong.

Yuan Zhisheng said to himself.

It can't be a spiritual word spirit, even if it can affect me, it still has S rank.

The power of the S-class is all-round power.

Lu Mingfei has no mental weakness.

Since it didn't affect Lu Mingfei, it's probably not a mental type of speech spirit.

So... is it a secret organization hidden within the Eight Snake Qi Family?
Yuan Zhisheng thought of a tragedy written by S.H.I.E.L.D. and read as Hydra.

No, no, no, we are the ultimate way, and the Bajia of Sheqi is the villain.

Yuan Zhisheng comforted himself.

But somehow.

When the little novice led the way before, the picture once again appeared in front of his eyes.

"Are you Amaterasu?"

"We have been waiting for you for a long time."

The little novice Juexin connected the black lantern and the bones with black hair.

All right.

The bone's light spread to the black lantern, and the black lantern lit up.

The little monk carried it.

The black lantern slowly rotated.

Yuan Zhisheng is attracted.

The scenes of reincarnation in the six realms arise and disappear one after another.

Lu Mingfei woke up Yuan Zhisheng again.

"Thank you."

Lu Mingfei smiled, although there was no smile on this bronze mask-like face.

"That's what I'm standing here for."

"Two."

The little novice said.

"Please come with me."

He left, the old monk stayed where he was, Lu Mingfei looked over, the old monk lowered his eyes, and silently recited Buddhist scriptures.

Lu Mingfei looked away, and the old monk bowed deeply.

The little novice went straight to the wall.

The vermilion wall manifests the appearance of all beings in hell.

The little monk approached with a black lantern in his hand.

With the light shining, all the beings in hell seem to be alive.

They dance in fire and howl in ice.

Green face and long fangs, disheveled hair.

some moment.

Tong Ling's big eyes turned to the three of them.

Yuan Zhisheng's heart tightened.

Suddenly a pair of eyes looked to one side.

Feeling a little guilty.

The stress is gone.

Yuan Zhisheng glanced at Lu Mingfei.

"Don't dare to look at me."

Lu Mingfei smiled lightly.

"It's quite interesting."

(End of this chapter)