I, who was supposed to slay dragons, accidentally started cultivating immortals

Chapter 189 The Little Devil and Qin Shihuang's Information ([-] words)

"Brother, brother!" Lu Mingze pressed his palm on the jade bi, his whole body was trapped in the jade bi, and he smiled flatteringly at Lu Mingfei through the almost transparent jade bi, "Brother, are you going to let me out?" ?”

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

Lu Ming is not right.

Lu Mingze's eyes lit up suddenly, like a powered light bulb: "Brother, have you figured it out and are willing to trade your life with me?!"

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

Lu Mingfei uttered the second half of the sentence leisurely.

Lu Mingze's small face immediately turned bitter: "Brother, we don't have such a deal, it's hard for me to do things for you like this."

"Life is not something that can be given to you. If you want to accept other things, I can consider it if the price is right."

Lu Mingfei asked.

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

"What does it mean that life is the only designated currency! What you really want is a soul! You really are the devil in hell who tempts others to sell their souls!"

Lu Mingfei pointed at Lu Mingze through the jade bib and shouted.

"Don't worry, brother, I'm an honest devil, you get what you pay for, the kind of foolishness~"

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

"Hmm... By the way, can other people's lives be traded?"

Lu Mingfei suddenly rubbed his chin and asked.

"What kind of devil's speech is this!" Lu Mingze was terrified, "Brother, you are actually the real devil!"

"Just kidding," Lu Mingfei said with an innocent face, "Look at me with such a kind face, how could I do such a thing?"

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

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

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

With a murderous look on his face, Lu Mingfei raised his hand to fish out two watermelon knives that were still dripping strawberry juice from the void, and turned his head to set off.

"Hey! Brother, you come back, I was joking!"

Lu Mingze hurriedly called Lu Mingfei to stop.

"Tsk..."

Lu Mingfei turned around, his face full of disappointment.

"Brother, you really are a devil!" Lu Mingze covered his face, "Compared with you, I suddenly feel that my professional ability is so shallow..."

"Don't say that, I'll try to make them die as painlessly as possible."

Lu Mingfei spoke with a pure tone, and the watermelon knife in his hand dripped strawberry juice, forming translucent red puddles on the ground.

"Brother, stop talking, if you continue, I'm afraid that hell will come to you to cooperate and develop new business."

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

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

Lu Mingfei's tone was rather yearning.

"Compared to you big devil like brother, I'm such a shameful little devil."

There was frustration in Lu Mingze's tone.

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

"Brother, what do you want to buy?"

Lu Mingze asked curiously.

"Some intelligence and information."

Lu Ming is not right.

"Brother, what information do you want, tell me, if it's cheap, I can consider giving you some for free!"

Lu Mingze said.

"About the situation of mixed races in Japan, and the history of those mixed races in ancient China, do you have it?"

Lu Mingfei asked.

"Well... If it's something else, since you have such great potential as a big devil, brother, it's not impossible for me to provide it to you for free," the little devil Lu Mingze showed hesitation, "But the Japanese mixed-race world is very It is closed and there is very little information, so every piece of information is precious."

Lu Mingfei frowned slightly—the mixed-race class in Japan is really weird. He had only been here for a few days, and he met the four bloodlines of Yuan Zhisheng, Eri Yi, Master Yue, and the unknown mixed-race on the road. A mixed race whose level is far higher than A-level, there is definitely a big problem in this tiny place.

"What about the history of mixed races in ancient China?" Lu Mingfei asked again, "Thousands of years of thick history, can't all be precious?"

"Historical data on mixed races in ancient China," Lu Mingze said with a strange expression on his face, "There are, but it's more... well, complicated, so brother, if you have anything you want to know, just ask me, and I'll answer some things that don't involve When it comes to precious materials, you need to pay for those that are too precious!"

"What about the information about the Japanese mixed race?"

"Sorry, all are paid materials, unless you are willing to trade, brother."

Lu Mingze spread his hands.

"Okay," it would be nice to get some information on ancient Chinese mixed races for free, anyway, Lu Mingfei didn't force anything, and simply asked his own question, "Qin Shihuang Yingzheng, he is a mixed race huh? What is the extent of his lineage?"

Ever since he met Ying Zheng in Si Ming's illusion, this doubt has been haunting his mind.

"Half-breed...that's right."

Lu Mingze nodded.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but Lu Mingfei always felt that there was a bit of vicissitudes in his tone, as if he was expressing emotion across 2000 years.

"Yes, yes, no, no, what does it mean?"

Lu Mingfei was puzzled.

"Brother, didn't you ask how far his bloodline has reached?" Lu Mingze asked, "Do you know Gilgamesh?"

"I know, Jin Shining, I sometimes call him Jin Picka."

Lu Mingfei nodded.

"I'm not talking about the golden retriever in Fate!" Lu Mingze covered his face, "I'm referring to him in the mythical epic. The Sumerian myth was passed down orally to the ancient Babylonian Kingdom, where it was recorded on stone slabs as " The Epic of Gilgamesh, which states that the fifth ruler of Uruk was a demigod who was 'two-thirds god and one-third human'."

"I know, I know!" Lu Mingfei raised his hand, "The myth says that he has the power and wisdom of a god, but he doesn't have the lifespan of a god, so he is two-thirds a god and one-third a human."

"Yes, but this myth is false," Lu Mingze said, "At that time, 'god' actually referred to the first generation of dragons, and Gilgamesh's real body was one of the first generation, so in fact it He is a complete god, but because he died in the history of mankind and did not show eternal life, he was extolled as a two-thirds demigod."

The corner of Lu Mingfei's mouth twitched: "You mean..."

"That's right, Qin Shihuang Yingzheng is the real monarch who is two-thirds god and one-third human." Lu Mingze's tone became profound, as if it had been passed down from the Qin Dynasty 2000 years ago to the present, "he can release The word spirit that has reached the realm of the dragon king can give birth to a huge body that is comparable to that of a pure-blooded dragon. Compared with the real dragon king, what he lacks is the eternal life of the dragon king."

"hiss……"

Lu Mingfei couldn't help but gasped.

From a monk's point of view, this is nothing unusual. Almost every monk who has mixed blood with a demon will surpass the father or mother of the demon race by virtue of his blood as a human being, but this is based on the fact that he can cultivate and that people's talents generally far surpass those of the demon race. In the case of demons.

In this world, the advantages between humans and dragons are reversed. Human blood is mediocre, and dragon blood can bring powerful and mysterious power, and there is no "cultivation" like that world that can change fate against the sky. , lineage represents everything.

Hybrids can only rely on strong bloodlines to gain strength. However, once the bloodlines get out of control, they will fall into the desperate situation of becoming a deadpool. Because they can only control one kind of speech spirit and its advanced speech spirit, and cannot breed a huge dragon body, it is already the limit for the mixed blood to reach the same strength as the three generations of pure blood dragons. It has been possible to achieve this step in history. All of them are famous heroes.

And now Lu Mingze told him that besides not being able to survive, this Qin Shihuang could completely wrestle with the Dragon King from the first generation?Isn't this a little too outrageous!

"Brother, you must want to say 'How could such an exaggerated thing happen?', 'This is outrageous, you are absolutely talking nonsense', right?"

Lu Mingze asked.

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

"Eh?"

Lu Mingze was taken aback for a moment, his thoughts were a little disconnected.

Lu Mingfei said that normally speaking, I would definitely not believe what you said, but not long ago, I saw with my own eyes in Siming's illusion that a second-generation species was suppressed with "discipline" (called "law" during Qin Shihuang's time) I found Yan Ling and was strung into a hedgehog by the guards, I can't help but believe it!

"Cough, brother, since you believe it, it's easy to say," Lu Mingze collected his thoughts, and continued, "Later, he leveled 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 still left hidden dangers for the body of this eternal emperor, and he died young in the end."

"Death? Didn't he die young?"

Lu Mingfei was puzzled.

"With his bloodline, although he can't live forever like a real pure-blooded dragon, he should live for at least 800 years, but he died before he was [-] years old. What is it if he dies prematurely?"

Lu Mingze spread his hands, but Lu Mingfei couldn't refute.

"He has the same strength as the Dragon King, and can even conceive the body of a dragon. Why can't he live like a pure-blooded dragon?"

Lu Mingfei asked.

"Because the body of the dragon is not immortal, the body of the dragon also has a lifespan limit, and the body of the first generation will decay after a thousand years. What is immortal is their spirit," Lu Mingze said, "The dragon saves for itself before death. After laying down the 'cocoon', the spirit flows into the 'cocoon' after death, and the 'cocoon' with the spirit becomes the 'egg' of the dragon. The dragon re-breeds and hatches in the 'egg', and then breaks out of the egg, becoming a newly born dragon. A new life, a new life.”

Lu Mingfei had a strange expression on his face. Why does this sound so similar to the reincarnation of a Yang Shendao monk?

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

"So Ying Zheng's spirit can't be immortal like a dragon, but he can only die completely after his body withers?"

Lu Mingfei nodded.

"No, on the contrary," Lu Mingze shook his head, "Since his speech can touch the realm of the Dragon King, it means that his spirit can already last forever. Spiritually, he is not weaker than the Dragon King, but cocooning is Only a pure blood dragon can have the power, no matter how powerful he is, he is still only a half-blood after all, so he cannot be cocooned, and there is no new body to carry his spirit."

"Without the support of matter, pure spirit is useless," Lu Mingze paused, and added, "except for being refined into the 'Sage's Stone' made of pure spiritual elements as raw materials."

"Will Ying Zheng's spirit dissipate?"

Lu Mingfei asked.

"It depends on whether there is a carrier to carry the spirit. If you can't find a carrier, the spirit will eventually dissipate. But if there is a suitable carrier, the loss of the spirit will be almost zero. In theory, it can last until the life of the earth. The end," Lu Mingze gave an example, "For example, the living spirit among the top alchemy treasures, uh...brother, do you know what a living spirit is?"

"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 but think of Si Mingzhong's self-repairing black dragon. Is it possible that Yingzheng exists in a similar form in a top alchemy treasure made by Qin craftsmen?For example, hidden in the Chuanguo Yuxi or other treasures carved from Heshibi?

But immediately he himself felt that it was impossible.

He had seen Ying Zheng's courage in the illusion. With him, the majesty who wiped out the dragons of the six countries and ruled the world, would he seal himself in a weapon and linger on in the face of death?
To be honest, Lu Mingfei thought it was impossible.

As if to confirm his thoughts, Lu Mingze also slowly shook his head: "Basically, there is no such possibility. For an existence like him, in terms of arrogance, he will never lose to the Dragon King. Huoling, secondly, with his bloodline, his skeleton should be no different from that of the Dragon King..."

Lu Mingze said quietly: "And the skeleton of the Dragon King is the best container in the world to store spirit."

Lu Mingfei was surprised: "So his spirit is likely to still exist in his bones? It's in his mausoleum?!"

"That's right," Lu Mingze nodded, "Brother, are you going to rob the tomb? Then I need to remind you that according to reliable sources, there is an alchemy formation in Qin Shihuang's tomb, and it is the largest formation in the world. The created water galaxy is used as the driving force!"

"No, tomb robbery is too immoral, I can't do it."

Lu Mingfei shook his head righteously, and at the same time hid the shovel subconsciously out of the void in his hand behind his back.

"Brother, if you want to demolish the tomb of the emperor through the ages, I can help you! Just make a deal with me, as long as a quarter of the life! I promise you to dig out a brick from that tomb!" Not left," Lu Mingze tempted, "If Qin Shihuang's keel carries his spirit, it is equivalent to accumulating the spirit of the Dragon King in it, and can refine a lot of sage stones, even enough You bought the entire mixed-race world..."

"Or is it enough for the entire mixed race world to besiege me and seize the treasure?"

Lu Mingfei rolled his eyes.

"Brother, why don't you trade with me again!" Lu Mingze waved his big hand, his abacus crackling, "As long as I give another quarter of my life, I will help you get rid of those who dare to play tricks on you. People pack... ehhhh!"

"Thank you for the important news you gave me. I still have something to go, so I won't bother you anymore. You should have a good rest!"

In the middle of Lu Mingze's speech, Lu Mingfei suddenly interrupted, and then stretched out his hand, the jade cube that was originally as huge as a small house suddenly floated and shrank, and became the size of a Rubik's cube in the blink of an eye. The jade also turned into a rich emerald color, and only a vague figure could be barely seen inside.

The figure seems to be kneeling on the ground and beating jade. Although the movement is blurred, it inexplicably reveals a kind of contagious grief and despair. Outside, it must be a figure at the level of a master of performance art.

I've already asked all the questions I wanted to ask, so this weird little devil is useless, so let's lock him back.

Pushing Yufang into the void casually, Lu Mingfei withdrew from the sea of ​​consciousness with a heavy heart.

……

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 Xiaoqiang and Xia Mi are sitting on the two sides of them respectively, Su Xiaoqiang's shoulder is next to Lu Mingfei, Xia Mi's pants are white The dazzling thigh was just a little bit close to Chu Zihang's leg, and the heat was transferred to Chu Zihang's body through the air.

However, Chu Zihang didn't have time to pay attention to the heat of the girl's thighs and the faint body fragrance. He just held the handle with a serious face and stared intently at the large LCD TV in the living room.

On the small single sofa placed at right angles to the couch, Yuan Zhisheng sat on it wearing the same white shirt as Chu Zihang, the handle in his palm was almost covered by flying finger shadows.

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

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

Yuan Zhisheng and Chu Zihang put down the controller expressionlessly, and Xia Mi, who realized what he had done in excitement, blushed slightly.

"You are much stronger than before."

Chu Zihang said to Yuan Zhisheng.

Chu Zihang, who has been fighting with Yuan Zhisheng all the time, can clearly feel the rapid improvement of Yuan Zhisheng's technology in the past few months. Making progress, even though he doesn't have much time to play games due to his busy schedule.

Chu Zihang felt a strong sense of crisis in his heart. With Yuan Zhisheng's progress rate, if this continues, he might surpass him in a short time.

Yuan Zhisheng opened his mouth to say something, but the door of the living room was suddenly opened. Old Tang had three bags on his left arm, three bags on his right arm, and another bag in his mouth. Walking in with both arms, I don't know how he opened the door just now.

"I'm back with lunch!"

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

"Thank you!"

"Thank you!"

Chu Zihang and Yuan Zhisheng nodded their thanks.

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

Lu Mingfei took his own and Su Xiaoqiang's bags from Old Tang, as if he was justly eating the overlord's meal.

Old Tang dared not speak out, picked up Xia Mi's rice and handed it to her: "Sister Xia Mi, I bought the salmon sushi downstairs, try it? Anyway, your boyfriend paid for it."

Chu Zihang, who was opening the eel rice, paused for a moment, and then continued to open the package without bothering to correct anything.

"Ah? Oh oh!"

Xia Mi seemed to be a little distracted, and after a moment of stupefaction, he quickly took the lunch box in Old Tang's hand, and glanced over Old Tang's body without any trace of his eyes.

No... so coincidental?
This... can't it?

Xia Mi chanted silently in his heart while opening the lunch box.

"Huh? Brother Yuan, are you eating ramen?" Lu Mingfei saw that there were ramen in Yuan Zhisheng's lunch box, and suddenly thought of something, "It's just right, I recommend you a noodle stall I found near Dongda University, master He is an old craftsman for decades!"

(End of this chapter)