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

Chapter 99 Old Tang, You May Be a Dragon
For most monks, among the three "Essence, Qi, and Spirit", although the improvement of their cultivation base mainly depends on the "Qi" that begins to practice by eating Qi, but in fact, the most important thing is actually the "God" that can be formally cultivated in the heart state. ".

After a monk has accumulated a certain level of cultivation in both "Essence" and "Qi", he can actively cultivate his soul. When the soul is strong to a certain extent, he can try to condense his body. The entity has form but no substance, and is called "primitive embryo".
If the cultivator chooses the Yuanshen Dao after the alchemy is formed, instead of letting the essence, qi and spirit go hand in hand, but using "essence" and "qi" to support the "spirit", then the "primordial embryo" will rely on "essence" and "qi". The offerings of "Neidan" transform into "Yuan Ying", and then use Yuan Ying to "seize the house" or "reincarnate", so as to prolong life in disguise.

In fact, in theory, it is also possible for the primordial fetus to successfully seize the house or be reincarnated, which is nothing more than a matter of probability.

Unfortunately, this probability is quite touching.

Unless they are desperate, most cultivators will not be bold enough to do something as exciting as "playing reincarnation with the primordial fetus".

Therefore, in the Taoist sect, the monks in the heart state are also called "Ghost Immortals" - after the primordial fetus comes out of the body, they are quite similar to ghosts, but they are not as harmful to people's vitality as ghosts.

Being called "immortal", although it is only "ghost immortal", it also shows that it is not easy for cultivators to cultivate to the state of mind. Compared with the state of whirling, which can be touched only by hard work, the state of mind is in addition to the minimum accumulation. , Condensing the primordial fetus also requires a little opportunity that varies from person to person, and there must be some kind of insight in the heart that touches the true nature, in order to motivate the soul to form a fetus.

Many cultivators, because they could not find this opportunity to comprehend, spent their whole lives in the situation of Xuanzhao until they died.

Even Lu Mingfei couldn't guarantee that he could find this opportunity soon. He was already mentally prepared to be stuck in this step for a year and a half.

But who can tell him, now suspended in the center of Old Tang's sea of ​​consciousness, what kind of thing is the translucent soul body that curled up together, how it looks like the half-dragon man in the game? !
Through the spell "Dream" to project Lao Tang's sea of ​​consciousness into the dream, Lu Mingfei's whole person is a little bad.

This figure, suspended in the center of Old Tang's Sea of ​​Consciousness, with his eyes closed and curled up, looks like a half-dragon elite monster in the game no matter how you look at it. It is similar to a human body. It has metal bronze-like scales, and there are ferocious bone spurs protruding at the joints. There are also tiny scales on the huge membrane wings on the back, half closing the body.

Through the gap in the wings, Lu Mingfei could still see that this mighty and tall half-dragon man was still wearing pitch-black armor.

The shape of the soul body is actually not very important. The shape of the soul body of a cultivator can be changed actively. It is the most natural shape when in the sea of ​​consciousness. This shape generally depends on their cultivation technique and mentality. Most people just grow up casually, how they feel comfortable.

After the primordial fetus or the primordial infant emerges from the body, the manifestations will be different. Generally, everyone will temporarily make themselves an adult, and no matter how bad it is, they have to look like a person.

The shape of Lao Tang's soul body did not surprise Lu Mingfei, but the texture and solidity it showed made him terrified.

It hasn't reached Yuan Ying, but it's almost there.

Because it was projected through a dream, Lu Mingfei couldn't feel the more detailed information.

But this is definitely a good thing. This soul, which is close to Nascent Soul, is obviously still in a sleeping state. Looking at it through a dream is like watching a live broadcast. With Lu Mingfei's current cultivation level, he can't mobilize his soul to come out of the body. Entering other people's bodies, so what he entered into Old Tang's Dreamland was just an illusory consciousness.

Therefore, this half-dragon soul has no idea that he has been seen by Lu Mingfei. Lu Mingfei can't affect him when he sees it in a dream, and even less stimulates him. wake up suddenly.

If Lu Mingfei did not choose to fall into a dream, but recklessly sent his consciousness and even his spiritual consciousness directly into Lao Tang's sea of ​​consciousness, and awakened this soul, then this soul that was close to Nascent Soul could be killed after leaving the body. into his sea of ​​consciousness, and then...

Suppressed by the means left by the great power in the sky book.

Although it was said that Lu Mingfei would not be in danger at that time, his life-saving trump card was undoubtedly wasted.

"Fortunately, I'm cautious," Lu Mingfei let out a long sigh of relief and said to himself, "But there is a soul of this level lurking in Old Tang's sea of ​​consciousness, and I don't know how he found it... , hopefully not the worst."

After walking around in Lao Tang's sea of ​​consciousness, the dream gradually began to change. The space of the sea of ​​consciousness that had been projected into it appeared like a repainted oil painting. Lu Mingfei could only watch it quietly.

This is the disadvantage of "entering a dream". It is difficult to control the dream state, especially Lu Mingfei is not proficient in this spell itself.

In the center of the pure white space, the figure of the half-dragon man disappeared, and the white was covered with a large patch of variegated color, smudged like ink dripping on paper.

This is an quaint house, perhaps because in the dream, it does not follow the laws of physics. There is a candle on the table, and the weak flame can only spread out and gallop away, barely covering the big man sitting in front of the table. After a few figures, they could no longer extend half a centimeter, as if absorbed by the rich darkness around them, and even the shadows of the two figures were hidden in the darkness.

Both figures were wearing white clothes, kneeling at the table in a posture similar to that of the Han Dynasty, completely unaware of Lu Mingfei's existence.

Under Lu Mingfei's gaze, a smaller figure called out softly in the dim candlelight, and the warm orange firelight reflected on his pale face and lips like a dead man.

"elder brother……"

……

Taking his hand away from the top of Lao Tang's head, Lu Mingfei no longer knew what kind of expression he should put on.

It is true that the last few scenes he just saw in the dream are far less shocking than the immortal cave and even the immortal battle in the world that the heavenly book has instilled in him, but the source of those pictures is after all in another world. The magnificent civilization that has been developed for many years, no matter how grand, has a lingering sense of unreality.

The pictures in Old Tang's dream were what he saw on his acquaintance.

"Your Majesty? Is the master's condition okay?" Xiaoyin leaned forward and asked in a low voice with concern, for fear of waking up Old Tang, "Master has been having nightmares these days, Xiaoyin is so worried!"

"Don't worry, he's fine."

Lu Mingfei comforted softly.

Then he suddenly raised his palm, wanting to slap it on Lao Tang's head, but after hesitating for a while, he swiped it down and slapped it on the mattress beside his ear, making a muffled "bang" sound.

"What are you sleeping for! Get up! You have a big accident!"

"What? What, what?!" Old Tang Shang himself jumped up suddenly, staring around with dazed eyes, his mouth slurred, "What's the big deal? What happened?"

After a long time, Lao Tang finally came to his senses. Lu Mingfei put his hands on his shoulders and looked at him seriously, his eyes were so serious that he seemed to be discussing the detailed plan of bombing the Pentagon with Lao Tang in the next second. .

"What... What's the matter, Brother Fei? Am I... a terminal illness?"

Old Tang's heart beat faster and his tongue trembled.

"Old Tang, listen to me," Lu Mingfei took a deep breath and said in a complex tone of "I'm basically sure, but in order to give you some hope, I can only say that I'm not sure yet", "It's possible that , I mean there is a possibility that you are actually a schizophrenic dragon."

Old Tang: ? ? ?
Old Tang:  …

Old Tang: ! ! !
……

In the lobby of the Regent Hotel, Su Xiaoqian walked in and went straight to the front desk—after she came to find Lu Mingfei in the morning and found that he was not at home, this was the third hotel she found near Lu Mingfei's house.

"Hello," Su Xiaoqing stood in front of the female receptionist holding the mobile phone, turned on the screen, pointed to the gentle and elegant profile on the screen saver and asked politely, "Have you seen this person? Do you run here every day?"

"I'm sorry, this guest," the female front desk showed an apologetic professional smile to Su Xiaoqian, "there are regulations on it, we can't reveal..."

"Snapped!"

Su Xiaoqian gently pressed a platinum membership card on the marble countertop at the front desk, folded his hands and begged: "Sister, please be accommodating, I'm here to find my boyfriend, please, please, don't tell me which room he is in. , you can tell me if he comes often, and I will wait for him in the lobby."

The female front desk was stunned. Of course she remembered Lu Mingfei, not to mention that Lu Mingfei booked a room in this hotel that was second only to the Presidential Suite. Even if he just came in and asked to pass by, she would never have forgotten such a picture. Flawless face.

After hesitating for a while, the female receptionist gave Su Xiaoqian a quick nod twice, and then continued to smile and shake her head.

Su Xiaoqian understood, put away the card, walked to the chair next to the lobby and sat down, with his legs folded under his knee-length skirt.

His fingers rubbed the corners of the skirt nervously, and Su Xiaoqian looked a little regretful.

"Why did I come here to find Lu Mingfei? What does he have to do with me when he accompanies his friends, and I'm not one of his," Su Xiaoqian's knuckles turned white, "I shouldn't have come, I'm like this He will be unhappy...but, but, I really care, I can't help it..."

Rubbing the darkened eyes last night because of insomnia, Su Xiaoqing got up and wanted to slip away, but there seemed to be an inexplicable force that made her not want to leave, attracting her to the chair like a whirlpool.

"Shouldn't come, shouldn't come, he might be angry, I might be hated by him..."

Su Xiaoqian's heart kept echoing such voices, but his legs couldn't exert any strength, and the knuckles of his fingers tightly gripping the corners of the skirt turned white.

"Bastard Lu Mingfei, I hate you to death!"

(End of this chapter)