Dragon Clan: Lu Mingfei's Growth Life Simulator

[Breathing and Bonds·The Closeness of the Autumn Rain and Thunder·? ?, End.]

[cg: 'Breathing and Bonds·Black and White Chess Pieces Under the Flying Snow·? ?', the curtain opens,]

Recommend a book:

Dragon Clan: Under One Person, Heavenly Master

Recommended reason:

Lu Mingfei, the Return of the Heavenly Master

Eri's rebirth and self-rescue

It aims to fill in the gaps and fill in all the expected and unexpected plots and regrets in the world of Dragon Clan. Fans of the original novel can give it a try.

I feel the writing style is very good. The author is a teacher, probably a girl.

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 83 (Kick! Return to the Dragon Clan tomorrow) Zhuang Zhou Dreams of a Butterfly, Butterfly Dreams of Zhuang

Week (4k)

[Your last stop is the core headquarters of the Demon Slayer Corps. ]

[We have been traveling around in circles this year, and the whole journey is covered with snow.

You are in a red pavilion under the winter snow, and you meet again the person who introduced you to the Demon Slayer Corps - Rock Pillar, Mei no Hirae. 】

[The white snow fluttered, dyeing the sky and the earth with silver light.

The bushes on the roadside are covered with a cool color.

The water flowing beside the pavilion is no longer clear and crisp. The condensed ice crystals hit the slippery rocks on the riverbed, making a rustling sound.

The light snow fell, revealing the red roof of the pavilion. 】

[The cold wind whistled through the hall, and the biting cold was completely blocked out.

Because you changed into the outfit you wore at the beginning of the year, a blue coat with warm velvet, and a black and white scarf wrapped around your neck again.

If you count carefully, you haven't seen your family for a year.

But the warmth it brings you in winter is still shining gently. 】

[The stone seat under the pavilion was slightly cool, but gradually became warmer with the arrival of people.

You chat with Uncle Beimingyu and share your gains this year. 】

[Water, fire, wind, thunder. After less than a year of study, you have already mastered them all and are gradually improving.

You just need to wait for the ticking of time and the growth of your body functions, and then everything that has been accumulated will explode! 】

[As for the Rock Breathing that I systematically learned from the beginning, there is naturally no need to say more. Water Breathing·Zero Type·No Mist is the best proof.]

[You thought this trial was over, and asked Uncle Beimingyu many times when you could take part in the assessment of the Demon Slayer Corps. ]

[He smiled and shook his head, chanting sutras, and took out a bunch of "gifts" that you didn't expect.]

[A crystal clear, cool porcelain plate, a stone ball polished to the point of reflecting light, and a few ancient books that exude the scent of ink. ]

[“Ming Fei, there is one final test here,”

The Rock Pillar of Sorrow places the cool porcelain plate on top of your head and places the stone ball on top of it.

Regardless of your bewildered look, you subconsciously reached out to hold the porcelain plate, and Beimingyu clasped his hands together.

"Amitabha, Mingfei, in this trial, you can't use your hands, but you can't let the stone ball fall either."

Your face subconsciously stiffens, your hands loosen, and you turn your neck with great effort to maintain the balance of the porcelain plate and the stone ball.

Gulu gulu——!

The ball rolls over the porcelain plate, making a sound, which is a unique experience.

"Listen to the winter snow,"

Beimingyu pointed at the light white and slowly brewed a cup of fragrant tea.

"Taste the tea,"

He bent down slightly and helped you open the book in front of you.

"Reciting ancient scriptures,"

despair--!

Beimingyu opened the chess box, and while pulling out the pieces, he felt the vertical lines of the grooves carved on the bluestone table.

"Play chess and write down the score."

"The most important thing is, Mingfei, you need to really calm down and think about what you have gained from this year's journey."

Beimingyu raised his head with an expectant smile.

"Besides the sword form, I believe you have more to gain. You need to think about it slowly."

"Of course, no matter what you do, the stone ball on your head must not fall off."

"And, Miss Shinobu,"

Beimingyu opens his eyes and looks in the direction of the two of you. 】

[I saw Kocho Shinobu, wearing a gorgeous new dress, bending down and lowering her eyes, helping the boy in front of her to hold up the wobbly porcelain plate.

“Even though I can’t see, I can hear and I can feel.”

"This is Ming Fei's trial. Miss Ren, you can't help him cheat."

"Miss Shinobu, come to my side. It's a little inconvenient for me to play chess, so I need you to help me place the pieces."

"Really!!"

The butterfly can't help but look up to the sky and cry tenderly,

"What on earth are you adults up to?"

The puzzled and helpless voice resounded through the mountains, startling the crows and causing them to fly away. 】

[Ahem! !

Ubuyashiki Yoya, who was in the cemetery, turned around when he heard the voice.

"Is Mingfei here?"

He turned his head and lowered his eyes, carefully wiping the tombstone in front of him, talking to himself,

"Finally I get to see you."

Ubuyashiki Amane came forward and tightened her husband's collar.

"Yaoya, the wind is too strong, let's stop here today."

"If you catch a cold, you won't be able to come here for days."

"Besides, you probably want to see Ming Fei sooner, right?"

"Meet Mingfei? Let's talk about it in a few days. I think he should be very busy these days because of the trial of Brother Beimingyu."

Ubuyashiki Yoya responded, walked to the next tombstone, wiped it with his hand, and showed no intention of going back.

The two little white-haired girls stood staggering in the snow, looking at each other's red faces that were frozen.

They blinked at each other but said nothing.

Father, it seemed like you were smiling just now, right?

Who is that Ming Fei? 】

[It is very simple to prevent the stone ball from falling, even without using your hands. Just keep your neck and head still.

The difficulty lies in doing normal things while ensuring that the stone ball does not fall!

Raise your head and enjoy your tea!

Hold up the book and recite the scriptures!

Turn the page and make a move!

despair--!

With trembling hands, he pulled out the black piece and, trembling, pressed it hard on the chessboard.

"Seven out of eight~!"

Kocho Shinobu stretched out her voice to report the location of the move, and her purple eyes turned to take in the stiffness of your neck and the tense state of your body.

Puff-!

"Hey! Shinobu! You're still laughing! There's no such thing as you!"

You stared at the girl with her mouth covered, gloating, and complained.

Gulu! Ta!

Accompanied by the sound of the stone circling and finally falling to the ground.

"Amitabha, failure! Let's start over again, Mingfei."

Beimingyu smiled and fumbled to make a cup of tea again.

"It seems that you still need a long time to adapt."

"Ah! This is so difficult! Uncle Beimingyu!"】

[Red pavilion under winter snow, wind blowing through bushes, and sound of flowing ice stream.]

Drink a few cups of tea,

After reciting a chapter of the sutra,

After playing a game of chess,

The cool porcelain stone balls jingle and the black and white chess pieces collide.

In this strange trial, you must also take time to recall the fruits that you have planted in spring, summer, autumn and winter and are waiting to be harvested. 】

[Tap! Tap! Tap!]

As the stone ball continued to fall, tea mist lingered. The white mist dissipated, leaving behind insignificant drops of tea roots.

Ta--! Ta--!

"Road to Road, very Avenue"

“One begets two, two begets three, and three begets all things.”

The unclear scriptures came out of his mouth without any explanation.

despair--!

The rustling of the chessboard, the turning of the pages,

"Seven out of ten!"

"Two out of nine!"

Black and white collide.

You don't understand tea, you don't know the classics, and you can't play chess.

Gulu! Gulu!

But the stone ball rolled over his head through the porcelain plate.

The sound was crisp, and the cool snow brushed against my cheeks. I could feel both the sound and the temperature.

So slowly,

You remembered them one by one! 】

[The thick fog on Mount Misty Mountain,

The smirk of the jumping seconds, there is always one wooden bowl missing.

Their gentle eyes, the waterfall and the fish swimming at the bottom of the pool, are very peaceful. 】