Lu Mingfei, the Martial Saint of the Dragon Clan

"Of course, times are progressing, and there is a fairly simple method for hybrids to awaken today. As for what it is specifically."

Lu Mingze smiled evilly.

""Brother, you will know in a few months.

"The Riddler, get out of Gotham!"

"hey-hey."

"Here comes the point, brother."

"The so-called spiritual vision is the illusion that hybrids see when they awaken their dragon personality."

"It's often the saddest thing in their lives."

"Of course, this is just a shallow understanding of mixed race."

"Like the Golden Eye, the phenomenon of psychic vision is a legacy inherited by hybrids from their draconic ancestors."

"Brother, I need to emphasize something."

Lu Mingze raised his index finger.

"Dragons are immortal."

"In addition to the four elements of earth, water, fire and wind, dragons actually touch the realm of the soul. This is a great power that is beyond the reach of hybrids. They think that modern science has smoothed the gap between themselves and dragons. But the secret of the soul is that there is a gulf between humans and dragons."

"The day humans cannot understand and understand the soul, the day they cannot touch the throne of dragons."

"It is precisely because dragons have a profound understanding of the soul that lays the foundation for their cocooning and reincarnation."

"Yes, reincarnation."

After saying this, he glanced at Lu Mingfei.

My brother seems to call himself Yama now.

Lu Mingze has been involved in many things in his long life, including the myths of the ancient East.

In mythology, Yama is the god in charge of the underworld and the underworld, and he is also in charge of reincarnation.

And reincarnation is the secret key to dragon immortality.

Being in charge of reincarnation is almost equivalent to controlling the life and death of the dragon clan.

Yama, brother, do you have any special plans?

Lu Mingze thought.

He didn't show it, but still had a smile on his face, and continued to talk.

"I just talked about reincarnation."

"The specifics are also very simple. Dragons will leave a cocoon for resurrection when they are alive. When they die, their souls will be transferred to the cocoon and wait for the preset time to wake up."

"Dragons that have just awakened need a period of time to recover their memories. These are their most vulnerable days, and are often accompanied by the occurrence of spiritual vision. The vision will not stop until they regain the vast memory and power of the dragon."

"In other words, anyone with dragon blood in their body will have spiritual vision."

Lu Mingfei concluded.

"I understand. So, are you talking so much just to popularize the genealogy of cold-blooded reptiles with me?"

"No, spiritual vision, spiritual vision, brother."

Lu Mingze smiled helplessly and dotingly.

"That's what I said from the beginning."

"On the rooftop, it was you who called me."

He shook his legs and looked at the dim sun in the sky.

"Perhaps you don't know, brother, that at that time, you had already ignited your golden eyes."

"Even if it's just for a moment."

"but me."

He smiled and curled his eyebrows, looking very handsome and delicate.

"It's my brother's spiritual vision."

There is Madame Tussaud's Wax Museum in Baker Street, England. She was an ingenious girl who once made a wax figure of Voltaire. When her works stand side by side with the real person, they are as indistinguishable as twins.

Jay Chou also has a wax statue of Madame Tussauds in Hong Kong, which he also wrote into the song "Superman Can't Fly".

Madame Tussauds' wax figures are world-famous and are elites in the field. They are very confident, as if there is no one in the world they can't create.

But if they were allowed to see Lu Mingze at this time, they would be scratching their heads and scratching their heads, holding tools and saying nothing.

After all, how can a mortal describe the appearance of a god?

This kid is quite good-looking.

Lu Mingfei thought.

"Wait, that's not right."

he yelled. .

"Didn't you say that spiritual visions are all sad things? Then why would my spiritual vision be yours?"

Lu Mingze just smiled, obviously so gentle, but somehow, Lu Mingfei felt that this child was so sad, so sad that he could no longer speak.

How to express that kind of pain? It can't be described simply like a wave.

Put it this way.

When you were young, you would watch movies and cry because of the love and separation of the characters.

And when you grow up, experience love, and also experience parting, you will see the movie again and think of some people and things, but you can no longer cry.

Just plain sad.

Lu Mingfei was a little flustered.

"Okay, if you say it's a spiritual vision, then it's a spiritual vision. It's all up to you."

"So I am also a mixed race. My grandfather's grandfather's grandfather, one of my ancestors was also a big flying lizard."

"Where's the elemental breath, ah ah ah, why are there no fireballs? Didn't I light up the golden contact lenses as you said? The quality of these contact lenses is defective. Do you give me a warranty?"

Lu Mingfei didn't know what he was talking about, he was just a little flustered. Just kidding, he, the majestic Lord Yama, actually had a flustered day.

But this makes no sense. He felt uncomfortable when he saw Lu Mingze's face. He wanted to hold the child and cry bitterly, and then burn the world to ashes, leaving only each other.

Is this still him?

Lu Mingfei shook his head and used Wai Gang's martial arts will to suppress many distracting thoughts.

His face turned pale, but his panic was gone. He breathed a long sigh of relief. It was okay. If he hadn't been to Kyushu and became the best in the world, now these distracting thoughts would have turned into another person. People, that would look strange to even him.

"As I said, it's a word spirit, it doesn't have elemental breath."

Lu Mingze said.

"Besides, brother, you are not a mixed race."

"Could it be that I'm still a dragon?"

Lu Mingfei did it without thinking.

He froze as soon as the words came out of his mouth.

He looked at Lu Mingze with hesitation. The kid was smiling and looked more and more like Sebastian from Black Butler.

"Wait a minute, you're not actually a dragon. You're just a devil. You wear a suit all day long and are elegant."

{I think so. }

Lu Mingze sighed worriedly and held it up with both hands. He was extremely distressed.

"I originally planned to make a deal with you, but I didn't expect you, brother, to be so powerful and deny my authority. The plan was stillborn."

"Trade? Trade for what?"

"Of course, it's your life, brother."

Lu Mingfei hit him on the head with his fist.

"You are so brave, how dare you attack your Lord Yama's doctrine."

"It's too much, it hurts, brother!"

"However, if you trade your life in this way, you are indeed a little devil!"

"That's not the case, brother."

The little devil shook his head obediently.

"I'm a monster just like you."

"monster?"

Lu Mingfei was a bit over the top.

"Didn't you just talk about dragons and humans falling in love and killing each other? You didn't mention monsters either. Where did this monster come from? Please explain it, Brother Devil."

"How should I explain it?"

"Monsters are monsters."

"It's not the same as what you said."

"There's nothing I can do about it."

"Anyway, monsters are monsters."