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

Chapter 293 The Demon from Japan
Imperial Capital, outside the Black Stone subway station.

"Are you serious?" Su Xiaoqiang's eyes widened.

"I also hope this is a joke..." Lu Mingfei's face was not very good-looking, "This is a big deal."

Lu Mingfei never expected that there would be a Nibelungen in the imperial capital.

Although he used to go to school in the imperial capital, but the address of the preparatory class was in the suburbs, and he only went back to the imperial capital to play during the holidays.

Secondly, at that time his highest cultivation level was only Xuanzhao. Although gods are far stronger than ordinary people, they are relatively ordinary among monks. The space he is in has already overlapped with the Nibelungen, and it is impossible to find it.

In fact, if he hadn't broken through to the heartbeat state and transformed into a spiritual consciousness, he probably wouldn't have been able to discover this hidden Nibelungen.

But now he would rather not find out.

This Nibelung root is here, which means that there is at least one sub-species hidden in the imperial capital, and according to his feelings, the scale and stability of this Nibelungen are far greater than the previous Nibelungen in Shennongjia. Although the scale is not yet at the level of the Bronze City, it is already very large. It is also possible to say that it is the first generation of Nibelungen.

There is a second-generation seed hidden in the imperial capital, which is very likely to be the first-generation dragon. This news is too explosive.

If this dragon is really of the first-generation level, it means that it has the ability to release the world-killing word spirit. The world-killing word spirit released by the first-generation species does not consider radiation residues and the like. It is only in terms of destructive power. The power is not lost to a large-yield nuclear bomb.

In other words, there is now a nuclear bomb buried under the imperial capital that does not know when it will explode.

Lu Mingfei should really be thankful that most of the dragons have no brains—to be precise, they have brains but don’t use them—creatures. If these dragons are smarter and more ruthless, they will be organized and sent to important areas of countries with nuclear bombs. The spirit of suicide, if the murderer cannot be found, human beings will inevitably suspect each other. When the time comes, the war will be on the verge of breaking out. If anyone can't help but shoot out a nuclear warhead, then human civilization can basically be declared over.

But it may also be because even the dragon can't withstand the nuclear radiation, so the dragon didn't use the idea of ​​​​destroying human beings with nuclear bombs-what if they are destroyed together?
Except for this one now underground.

If he met the Nibelungen elsewhere, Lu Mingfei must have excitedly thought of a way to pry it open and go in to see what precious materials were there, and by the way turn the owner of the Nibelungen into precious materials.

But this...he really didn't dare to move.

If the dragon below blows itself up, World War III may be counted on your fingers. If the car is not braked by then, all human beings may give up the status of the overlord of the earth to the next one in laughter. Race - if there is any race that can survive under nuclear radiation.

"What should we do?" Su Xiaoqiang obviously thought of this, and whispered in Lu Mingfei's ear.

"Let's go to Master Yuankong first," Lu Mingfei whispered, "The construction of the Nibelungen takes a lot of time and energy, even a king of bronze and fire like Old Tang can't build it in a short time. From the Nibelungen, so it is certain that the dragon in this Nibelungen has been in the imperial capital for a long time. Since nothing happened for such a long time, it is unreasonable that something will happen in the next few days. So don’t be in a hurry, let’s go to Master Yuankong according to the original plan, and after we get back, we’ll make up our minds, and then we’ll come to Nibelungen to have a look.”

"Well," Su Xiaoqiang nodded, and then was a little puzzled, "Can you enter the Nibelungen?"

"Uh..." Lu Mingfei blinked.

Although he can perceive the Nibelungen with his spiritual sense, his spiritual sense is not strong enough to violently pry open such a man-made independent space as the Nibelungen.

But this is not a big problem, he has his own way to solve it.

"Don't worry, I can handle the matter of going in." Lu Mingfei was very confident in the little devil.

……

On the outskirts of the imperial capital, outside a homestay.

Lu Mingfei and Su Xiaoqiang walked into the hall.

"Welcome." A tall girl with a single ponytail and home clothes greeted her with a warm smile.

"Hello, let's find someone," Lu Mingfei said, "Master Yuankong should have said that, right?"

"Ah, the two are the ones that Master Yuankong said would come to him." The girl showed a starry look, "Master Yuankong told my father in the morning that there would be guests coming to him, so let's bring the two together." Take me to the past, the two are here now, you are worthy of being a master, you must have counted ahead of time!"

Lu Mingfei: ? ? ?

Girl, is there a possibility, I mean possibility, that Master Yuankong doesn't know fortune-telling, he knows we're coming just because I called him in advance?
He had already called Yuankong before he set off, and Yuankong said he had already greeted the owner of Minsu, and asked Lu Mingfei and Su Xiaoqiang to report his name directly when they arrived and said they wanted to find him, and the waiter would take them there.

I don't know how Master Yuankong told the waiter, but the waiter thought it was calculated by that master...

Lu Mingfei didn't know if Master Yuankong would figure it out, but even if he could, he couldn't possibly count that he would come. Although the supernatural power of concealing the sun has never had a sense of existence, the effect has indeed been exerted, not to mention one It is basically impossible for monks in Xuanzhaojing to master the art of divination, and even if they master it, it is impossible to break his cover.

Led by the waiter, Lu Mingfei and Su Xiaoqiang walked to a bungalow.

"Tuk Tuk..."

The waiter knocked lightly on Yuankong's door: "Master, the guest you mentioned earlier is here."

"The old monk is here."

The sound of this sentence moved from far to near, when the word "old" was still heard near the wall in the room, when it came to the word "lai", it was already outside the door.

As soon as the words fell, Master Yuankong opened the door, and took the initiative to pinch Lu Mingfei with his hands, and performed a door ceremony like yesterday.

Lu Mingfei and Su Xiaoqiang performed a Buddhist Namaste, and the waiter at the side widened his eyes, feeling that he might have received two more extraordinary people.

After welcoming Lu Mingfei and Su Xiaoqiang into the house, Yuankong closed the door.

Lu Mingfei took a cursory glance at the room. It was clean and tidy with folk decorations. Although the tenant, Master Yuankong, was a Buddhist, there were almost no Buddhist-style things in the room. If he had to talk, he could only place them on the table. A brand-new hardcover collection of scriptures, from the small print on the spine of the book, it can be seen that it is from Xinhua Publishing House.

"Amitabha, Fellow Daoist Lu, Fellow Daoist Su, please sit down." Yuan Kong pointed to a square table surrounded by three stools, on which was a copper pot of hot tea. I can't afford good tea, so I can only use the tea given by the owner of this homestay to entertain two fellow Taoists, please forgive me if I'm not good enough."

"It's okay, it's okay, people who practice don't talk about those nonsense."

Lu Mingfei waved his hands indifferently, pulled Su Xiaoqiang to sit down, sniffed at the tip of his nose, but found something was wrong.

The owner of the homestay will give such good tea to the guests?

He has been with Principal Angers for a long time, and he has grown up with Xiao Qiang and his future father-in-law before. Although Lu Mingfei is not an expert in tea tasting, he still has some understanding of the quality of tea.

Based on the fragrance of this tea, although it is far inferior to the private collection he brought in from the principal, it is estimated to cost several thousand yuan per catty. If the hotel gave this kind of tea to guests, it would have gone bankrupt long ago.

"Fellow Daoist Lu, what doubts do you have?" Lu Mingfei didn't hide his expression, and Yuan Kong naturally noticed it.

"It's nothing, I just find it strange that this tea is a bit too good as a gift." Lu Mingfei said bluntly.

"Sure enough, Master Yang refused to show the package to the old monk when he brought the tea. He just kept it in a box. The old monk felt that the tea should not be cheap, but Master Yang insisted that it was ordinary tea bought from a tea shop outside. , the hospitality is hard to turn down, so the old monk has no choice but to accept it."

Benefactor Yang pointed out that he should be the owner of this homestay.

"It seems that this benefactor Yang knows that the master is not an ordinary person." Lu Mingfei said thoughtfully.

"But the old monk is indeed an ordinary person. Compared with other people, he just learned a piece of Buddhist mentality and practiced a few Buddhist supernatural powers," Yuankong said, "but in the final analysis, these are all foreign objects. As far as the old monk himself is concerned, there is no difference between an old monk and an ordinary person, but... benefactor Yang and his daughter had to see the scene of the poor monk subduing a Huang Jing before, and benefactor Yang also changed his attitude towards the old monk. gone."

"Huang Jing? Do you mean the Weasel Demon?" Lu Mingfei's eyes widened.

"That's right," Yuankong nodded, "the old monk found this Huangjing in a village near the imperial capital in Jizhou. It has absorbed the energy of many young and middle-aged villagers in the village. Although it is not fatal, it has hurt those few people. Personal fundamental vitality, these people are almost no different from those who are born with insufficient vitality after their vital energy is greatly damaged. The deficit in the body is difficult to make up for. After that, they cannot do heavy physical labor or strenuous exercise. Fertility and lifespan, so although the sealwort did not kill, it is already killing."

"So the old monk decided to take it in, but he didn't expect it to absorb the energy of these people in the village to improve his cultivation. Although the demonic power is mixed and impure, it has some weight. He escaped from the old monk's hands several times. The monk also chased it all the way to the outskirts of the imperial capital, and it was not until three days ago, when it was about to attack the father and daughter of the benefactor Yang, that it was found again, and then its crime was punished."

Lu Mingfei felt that his eyes had been opened these two days.

Not only did I see a Buddhist monk, but I also learned about a weasel monster from the mouth of this Buddhist monk—although it was already cold.

But this can also explain why the outside waiters and folk custom bosses regard Master Yuankong as a heavenly man, and are very eager.

"Speaking of Master, what did you do with that weasel monster after you caught it?" Su Xiaoqiang asked curiously.

"Catch it?" Yuankong shook his head, "The old monk didn't catch it, he just killed it with a weapon."

"The old monk has fought against this Huang Jing many times, and he is sure that this Huang Jing has made a big mistake, and he has no repentance at all," Yuan Kong said, "Since it is obsessed with obsession and never regrets, the old monk can only do it himself to get rid of it. As for it being killed by the old monk, even though it made a big mistake, it has already been put to death. Death is like a lamp going out, and everything is for naught. Naturally, the death of a demon should be like this, so the old monk took its body Good life buried."

Su Xiaoqiang nodded, indicating that he knew, and took a sip from the teacup.

"Buried in the old monk's five internal organs temple." Yuan Kong added leisurely.

"Cough cough cough..." Su Xiaoqiang choked in her throat with a sip of tea.

Wouldn't this master also be in a heart-beating state?
"Just kidding," Yuan Kong waved his hand, "The old monk actually buried Huang Jing's body in a suburb not far away after using Buddhism to save the evil energy."

"I'm tired to ask, if that Huang Jing repents, master, what will you do with it?" Lu Mingfei asked curiously.

You can't "put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha right away"?That's not what people said originally.

"Of course it is called self-judgment," Yuankong said, "it deserves a capital punishment for committing such a big mistake, and it is unwilling to repent, so the old monk can only do it."

"Then I probably understand why it doesn't regret it..." Su Xiaoqiang complained in his heart.

"It makes sense." Lu Mingfei spread out one palm, and punched it with the other fist.

Su Xiaoqian:  …

Forget it, he's in a state of mind.

"By the way, Master, do you still remember the exact location where Huang Jing's body was buried?" Lu Mingfei asked.

"Remember, what's wrong? Fellow Daoist Lu, what do you think?" Master Yuankong asked.

"You see, this Huang Jing is dead, and it's useless to leave a skin behind. It's not as good as someone who is still alive?" Lu Mingfei rubbed his hands. There will be too much energy loss, and it will not be corrupted, so dig it out now and deal with it, it should still be a good material for alchemy."

Yuan Kong: ...

Forget it, this fellow Taoist is in a state of mind.

"I'm sorry Master, he has a problem here." Su Xiaoqiang covered Lu Mingfei's mouth, pointed at his head and apologized to Yuankong.

"It doesn't matter, Taoist ghosts and immortals are at the time when Jiang Yima is at ease. It's normal for the mind to be open and boundless."

"Master, you have a very high EQ, and you can describe intermittent neuropathy so literaryly." Lu Mingfei gave a thumbs up.

Su Xiaoqiang covered his mouth again, and quickly changed the subject: "By the way, master, have you seen many monsters? How many monsters have you seen? Can you tell us about them?"

"I'm ashamed to say it," Yuankong folded his hands together, "the old monk has been practicing for about 30 years, but he only saw this monster once in 30 years, and he was born to be a monster that hurt people, so the poor monk had to save it with his own hands. Just saying It's strange, this monster doesn't seem to be from our own country, it seems to be from Japan, although it's not very clear when it speaks human words, but I always feel that there are some Japanese characteristics mixed in it."

"From Japan?" Lu Mingfei blinked, could it be that he came from across the sea?These days, not only people like to go abroad, but even monsters like to go abroad?
But if it really came from Japan, then there may be other monsters in Japan. It seems that I have to find time to find Yuan Zhisheng, maybe he will have some unexpected gains in Japan.

(End of this chapter)