Lu Mingfei, become the King of Elden!

Chapter 325 Help!

Lu Mingfei tried several more times afterward, and although he successfully released himself each time, he never had that strange experience again.

Afterwards, Lu Mingfei spent almost a day learning from Colin [Healing Poison], [Magic Protection], and [Fire Protection].

In Lu Mingfei's view, these three prayers were extremely useful, as they could detoxify, resist magic and fire damage, and greatly enhance survivability.

Unfortunately, protective prayers generally have a short duration, and the extent to which they can defend against attacks is unknown and needs to be tested in actual combat.

Having tasted success, Lu Mingfei was still thinking about whether he could extract more valuable insights from Colin, such as more "fundamentalist" and aggressive or purifying prayers that could directly combat the "dead root."

He reiterated to Colin his desire to study the Golden Law in greater depth.

Upon hearing this, Colin tilted his head slightly and said softly:

"Your Excellency Lu Mingfei, you are truly a studious person. Your passion for pursuing truth is commendable. However, the way of learning, especially the study of law, should be a gradual process. One needs to approach it with reverence for the two fingers and the supreme will, laying a solid foundation step by step, understanding its essence, rather than being impatient for quick results."

Being too greedy can lead you astray.

Lu Mingfei clicked his tongue, feeling a little regretful.

He nodded helplessly. "Okay, I understand, Mr. Colin. Thank you for your guidance."

Colin sensed his disappointment and added:

"However, if you wish to make progress in the way of prayer, in addition to inner faith and constant practice, a good holy seal as a medium for casting spells is also crucial."

“I can vaguely sense that the prayer imprint you currently hold doesn’t seem to be entirely suitable for guiding and amplifying the power from the Two Fingers and the Golden Law. It may help you release your prayers, but it will undoubtedly be less effective.”

Lu Mingfei thought to himself:
"It would be impossible for it to be compatible!"

He carried in his arms a mark that specialized in Dragon Offering Prayer. That thing mainly relied on the attribute of perception and emphasized the resonance between the Dragon Offering and the soul.

He even had an even more outrageous beast mark in his baggage, one that could receive power boosts.

These things are not part of the same system as the two-finger prayer.

"Thank you for reminding me, Mr. Colin."

Lu Mingfei responded calmly:

"I will keep an eye out for suitable holy seals."

Afterwards, Lu Mingfei intended to leave Da Cifu directly, but he paused, remembering that he hadn't visited Xiu Gu or Rodrika, whom he had entrusted to Xiu Gu for his studies, for a long time.

So he turned a corner and headed toward the corridor on the other side of the Great Blessing, where faint knocking sounds were coming from.

Even before you get close, the rhythmic metallic clanging becomes clear.

In the firelight, the old blacksmith's muscular arms were steadily swinging his hammer, intently forging a piece of red-hot metal.

Rodrigo sat quietly at a small stall not far away, her hands clasped tightly in front of her chest, her eyes closed in meditation.

Hearing approaching footsteps, the blonde girl slowly opened her eyes.

When she recognized the person as Lu Mingfei, a joyful light immediately shone in her clear eyes, and a gentle smile appeared on her face.

"Lord Lu Mingfei, you're back. How are you?"

As Lu Mingfei approached, looking at the girl whose temperament had become increasingly calm and who seemed to have gradually found her own path, his expression softened unconsciously.

He shrugged and said:
"Although there weren't many things that went smoothly, troubles kept piling up, but overall it was alright, I could barely make ends meet."

Upon hearing this, a barely perceptible hint of sadness flickered in Rodrika's clear eyes.

She lowered her head, looking at her clasped hands, her voice soft, tinged with self-reproach:

"Lord Lu Mingfei... I'm sorry, I can only help you from the rear by using spirit manipulation... I'm sorry, it won't be of much use."

Seeing her like this, Lu Mingfei immediately waved his hand, his tone relaxed:
"Don't say that, Rodrik. You're the only spirit trainer I know now. My two senior uncles' ashes will be in need of your care in the future."

Rodrigo was amused by his words and smiled again, the gloom on her face dissipating considerably. She gently chided him:

"Lord Lu Mingfei, you're joking again..."

After calming the girl down, Lu Mingfei turned his gaze to Xiu Gu, who had been silently swinging his hammer the whole time. The old blacksmith seemed completely absorbed in his own world, ignoring the conversation and not even bothering to lift his eyelids. He simply muttered, "Give it to me."

Lu Mingfei was taken aback, somewhat puzzled:

"what?"

Xiu Gu then stopped hammering and glanced at him with his eyelids raised:
"Weapons, or armor. Every time you come here, you don't end up chipping your sword and shattering your armor before you remember to come to me?"
Stop talking nonsense, just show me what needs fixing.

Upon hearing this, Lu Mingfei gave a helpless smile.

"I'm really not here to fix anything, Uncle Xiu Gu. I just happened to be passing by and stopped by to see you and Rodrik."

Xiu Gu looked at him suspiciously, his eyes clearly saying, "I'd be a fool to believe you."

Lu Mingfei scratched his head and added, "However, since you've put it that way... we're already here..."

As he spoke, he took down the two greatswords that had been with him for a long time and had been through many battles from behind his back, and held them horizontally in front of Xiu Gu.

"Then please take a look at this sword for me. Lately when I use it, I feel like it's... a little different, there's an indescribable change, but I can't figure out what it is."

Xiu Gu squinted and took the heavy greatsword with his thick, strong hand.

He first weighed it in his hand, then carefully ran his rough fingers over the blade, from the guard all the way to the tip. He even brought the blade close to his eyes, using the light of the furnace fire to carefully observe every line and the fine wear marks on it.

"Well"

Xiu Gu frowned, examining the two greatswords before him, seemingly lost in thought.

He hesitated for a long time before slowly speaking:
"They have been scorched by dragon flames too many times, bathed in the blood of flying dragons, and killed demigods twice. The power and divinity contained in those things have given rise to a faint 'spirituality' within them."

Like dormant seeds beginning to sprout, they are spontaneously transforming, evolving into a higher-level 'colorless weapon.'

"A color-fading weapon?"

Lu Mingfei scratched his head. He had vaguely heard of this term before. It was said to be a weapon forged with special materials and rituals, possessing extraordinary potential, and capable of withstanding stronger infusions and enhancements.

For example, the Greatsword of the Skull, the Famous Sword Moonshadow, the Reverse Thrust, and the Greatsword of the Hunting Gods are all discolored weapons.

He never expected that his two ordinary greatswords would undergo such a change on their own due to the battles they had fought.

"I never expected it to be like this..."

He murmured, feeling a strange sensation.

However, Xiu Gu's tone suddenly changed, tinged with regret:

"But their original material is ultimately just ordinary iron. No matter how carefully they are carved or forged in a raging fire, there is still a limit."

The 'spirituality' they're now generating is nearing the limit that this mortal iron body can withstand.

Lu Mingfei took the two greatswords back from Xiu Gu and carefully put them away. His fingers unconsciously rubbed his chin as he fell into a brief moment of thought.

"Better materials, perhaps..."

He whispered to himself:
"I might... have a way..."

However, a sudden change interrupted his train of thought.

hum!
An inconspicuous little gold statue hanging from his waist suddenly began to vibrate slightly without warning.

Lu Mingfei immediately reached out and grasped the statue.

This statue is able to convey the shortest message across vast distances.

A crystal-clear message entered his mind. The message was extremely short, containing only two words, yet Lu Mingfei's expression suddenly changed.

The white runes in his mind clearly conveyed a meaning.

【Help! 】

(End of this chapter)