When I was supposed to be slaying the dragon, I accidentally started cultivating immortality - Chapter 189 The Little Devil and Qin Shihuang’s Intelligence (5,400 words)

“Brother, brother!” Lu Mingze pressed his palm on the jade, his whole body was trapped inside the jade, and showed a flattering smile to Lu Mingfei through the almost transparent jade, “Brother, are you ready to let me out? ?”

“No, I’m here to trade with you…”

Lu Ming is not the way.

Lu Mingze’s eyes suddenly lit up, like electrified light bulbs: “Brother, have you figured it out and are willing to come to me to trade your life?!”

“…But I’m not prepared to trade my life with you.”

Lu Mingfei said the second half of the sentence leisurely.

Lu Mingze’s little face immediately turned bitter: “Brother, we don’t have such deals. It’s hard for me to do things for you if you act like this.”

“I won’t give you life. If you want to accept other things, I can consider it if the price is right.”

Lu Mingfei asked.

“Brother, you are making things difficult for me,” Lu Mingze looked embarrassed, “Life is my only designated currency here and cannot be traded with other things.”

“What does it mean that life is the only designated currency? What you actually want is the soul! You are indeed the kind of devil in hell who lures others to sell their souls!”

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

“Don’t worry, brother, I’m an honest devil, you get what you pay for, the kind of childlike and trustworthy person~”

The boy who was complained about as a “devil” gestured “yeah” to Lu Mingfei and blinked. If they lived in the world of comics, there should be a “ding” sound effect, and at the same time, Lu Mingze’s eyes jumped out. A little star.

“Hmm… 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’s face was full of horror, “Brother, you are actually the real devil!”

“It’s just a joke,” Lu Mingfei said with an innocent look, “Looking at how kind-hearted I am, how could I do such a thing?”

“The complete lives of one hundred people can be counted as a quarter of your life, brother!”

Lu Mingze raised an index finger and said seriously.

“Wait a minute, I’ll be back as soon as I can.”

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

“Hey! Brother, come back, I was just kidding!”

Lu Mingze quickly called Lu Mingfei.

“Tsk…”

Lu Mingfei turned around, his face full of disappointment.

“Brother, you are indeed a devil!” Lu Mingze covered his face, “Compared with you, I suddenly feel that my business ability is so shallow…”

“Don’t say that. I will try to make their death as painless as possible.”

Lu Mingfei’s tone was pure, and the watermelon knife in his hand dripped strawberry juice, forming a translucent red puddle on the ground.

“Brother, please stop talking. If you keep talking, I’m afraid hell will come to you to cooperate in developing new business.”

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

“That’s not good. Then I will be your immediate boss. 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 turned out to be rather yearning.

“Compared with a big devil like you, brother, I, a little devil, am really embarrassed.”

Lu Mingze’s tone was full of frustration.

“Okay, okay, no kidding,” Lu Mingfei said seriously, “You really don’t trade anything else here? I do have something I want to buy from you now.”

“Brother, what do you want to buy?”

Lu Mingze asked curiously.

“Some information and information.”

Lu Ming is not the way.

“Brother, tell me what information you want. If it’s cheap, I can consider giving it to you for free!”

Lu Mingze said.

“Do you know anything about the mixed-race situation in Japan and the history of those mixed-race races in ancient China?”

Lu Mingfei asked.

“Well…if it’s something else, seeing as you have the potential to be a big devil, brother, it’s not impossible for me to provide it to you for free,” the little devil Lu Mingze said hesitantly, “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 – Japanese mixed-races are really weird. He had only been here a few days, and he had already met four bloodlines: Yuan Zhisheng, Eri Yi, Master Yue and the unknown mixed-race on the road. A hybrid whose level far exceeds that of A-level, there is definitely a big problem in this tiny place.

“What about the history of mixed-race races in ancient China?” Lu Mingfei asked again, “Thousands of years of history can’t all be precious, right?”

“There is historical information on mixed-race species in ancient China,” Lu Mingze looked a little weird, “Yes, there is, but it is more…well, complicated, so brother, if you have anything you want to know, just ask me, and I will answer some irrelevant questions. When it comes to precious information, if it’s too precious, you need to pay!”

“What about the information about Japanese mixed-races?”

“I’m sorry, all of them are paid information, unless you, brother, are willing to trade.”

Lu Mingze spread his hands.

“Okay,” it’s good to get some information about ancient Chinese hybrids for free. Anyway, it’s for nothing. Lu Mingfei stopped forcing anything and simply asked his question, “Qin Shihuang Ying Zheng, he is a hybrid. ? What level does his bloodline reach?”

Ever since he saw Ying Zheng in Siming’s fantasy world, this doubt has been lingering in his mind.

“Mixed breed… sort of.”

Lu Mingze nodded.

I don’t know if it was an illusion, but Lu Mingfei always felt that there was a bit of vicissitudes in his tone, as if he was sighing across two thousand years.

“If it is, it is, if it is not, it is not. What does it mean?”

Lu Mingfei was puzzled.

“Brother, didn’t you ask about the level of his bloodline?” Lu Mingze asked, “Do you know Gilgamesh?”

“I know, Jin Shining Shining, I sometimes call him Jin Pika.”

Lu Mingfei nodded.

“I’m not talking about the golden retriever in Fate!” Lu Mingze covered his face, “I’m talking about him in the mythical epic. The Sumerian myths were passed down orally until the ancient Kingdom of Babylon, and were recorded on stone tablets as ” “The Epic of Gilgamesh”, which says that the fifth king 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 of God and the wisdom of God, but does not have the lifespan of God, so he is two-thirds God and one-third human.”

“Yes, but this myth is false,” Lu Mingze said. “At that time, ‘gods’ actually referred to the first generation species among the dragon clan. Gilgamesh’s true body was one of the first generation species, so in fact it He is a complete god, but because he died in human history and did not show eternal life, he is praised as a two-thirds demigod.”

Lu Mingfei’s mouth twitched: “What do you mean…”

“Yes, Qin Shihuang Ying Zheng 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 two thousand years ago to the present, “He can release A word spirit that has reached the dragon king realm can give birth to a huge body 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 take a breath of cold air.

From the perspective of a monk, this is not surprising. Almost every monk who is a human-demon hybrid will surpass his demon father or mother by virtue of his human bloodline advantage. However, this is based on the fact that he can practice and the talent of humans is generally far beyond In the case of demon.

In this world, the advantages between humans and dragons are reversed. The blood of humans is mediocre, while the blood of dragons can bring powerful and mysterious power. Moreover, unlike that world, there is no “cultivation” that can change one’s destiny against the will of heaven. , bloodline means everything.

Hybrids can only rely on powerful bloodlines to gain strength. However, once the bloodline is out of control, they will fall into the desperate situation of becoming Deadpool. In this case, according to the vice principal, the bloodline of hybrids is at most the same as that of the next generation, but in terms of strength Because they can only control one kind of word spirit and its advanced word spirit, and cannot breed a huge dragon body, it is the limit for a hybrid to reach the same strength as a third-generation pure-blood dragon. This has not been possible in history. are all famous heroes.

And now Lu Mingze told him that this Qin Shihuang, apart from not being able to survive others, could definitely compete with the first-generation Dragon King? Isn’t this a bit outrageous!

“Brother, you must be trying 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 you.”

“Eh?”

Lu Mingze was stunned, and his thoughts were a little incoherent.

Lu Mingfei said: Normally speaking, I definitely can’t believe what you say, but I saw with my own eyes in Siming’s illusion not long ago that a first-generation breeder was suppressed by someone using “precepts” (called “laws” during Qin Shihuang’s time). I can’t help but believe that the spirit of Yan Yan was then strung up into a hedgehog by the guards!

“Ahem, since you believe it, brother, it’s easy to say,” Lu Mingze collected his thoughts and continued, “Later, he conquered the Central Plains at that time and established the Qin Dynasty, but in just ten years, he swept the world. , the destruction of the Six Kingdoms ultimately left hidden dangers in the body of this eternal emperor, who eventually died young.”

“Died young? Didn’t he die young?”

Lu Mingfei was puzzled.

“With his bloodline, although he cannot live forever like a real pure-blood dragon, he should at least live for eighteen hundred years. But he died before he was a hundred years old. What if he didn’t die young?”

Lu Mingze spread his hands, but Lu Mingfei was unable to refute.

“He already has the power of a dragon king, and can even give birth to a dragon’s body. Why can’t he live forever like a pure-blooded dragon?”

Lu Mingfei asked.

“Because the dragon’s body is not immortal. The dragon’s body also has a lifespan limit. The body of the first generation of species will also decay after a thousand years. What is immortal is their spirit,” Lu Mingze said, “The dragon leaves something for itself before death. After laying a ‘cocoon’, the spirit after death flows into the ‘cocoon’. With the spirit of the ‘cocoon’, it becomes the dragon’s ‘egg’. The dragon re-gestates and hatches in the ‘egg’, and then breaks out of the egg and becomes a newly born human being. A new life, a new lease of life.”

Lu Mingfei had a strange look on his face. Why did this sound so similar to the reincarnation of Yang Shen Tao monks?

Because the lifespan of the body is far less than the lifespan of the Nascent Soul and the Yin God, and it is difficult for the pure Nascent Soul or Yin God to cultivate, so they must constantly be reincarnated to obtain new bodies.

“So Ying Zheng’s spirit cannot be immortal like a dragon, so he can only die completely after his body withers away?”

Lu Mingfei nodded.

“No, on the contrary,” Lu Mingze shook his head, “Since his spirit of speech can touch the realm of the Dragon King, it means that his spirit can survive forever. He is not spiritually weaker than the Dragon King, but cocooning is The power that a pure-blood dragon can have, no matter how powerful it is, he is still just a hybrid, so he cannot cocoon, and he does not have a new body to carry his spirit.”

“Without material support, pure spirit is useless,” Lu Mingze paused and added, “Except as a raw material that can be refined into a ‘Philosopher’s Stone’ composed of pure spiritual elements.”

“Will Ying Zheng’s spirit dissipate?”

Lu Mingfei asked.

“It depends on whether there is a carrier to carry the spirit. If a carrier cannot be found, the spirit will eventually dissipate. But if there is a suitable carrier, the loss of the spirit will be almost non-existent. In theory, it can exist until the life of the earth. “End,” Lu Mingze gave an example, “For example, the living spirit among the top alchemy treasures, um… Brother, do you know what the living spirit is, right?”

“I understand,” Lu Mingfei nodded, “then is it possible that Qin Shihuang stored his spirit in an alchemy treasure and turned it into a living being?”

Lu Mingfei couldn’t help but think of the self-repairing black dragon in Si Zhong. Is it possible that Ying Zheng exists in a similar form in a top-level alchemical treasure created by Qin craftsmen? For example, hidden in the national jade seal carved from He’s jade or other treasures?

But immediately he felt that it was impossible.

He had seen Ying Zheng’s courage in a fantasy world. With his majesty of wiping out the Dragon Clan of the Six Nations and unifying the world, would he seal himself in a weapon and survive in the face of death?

To be honest, Lu Mingfei thought it was unlikely.

As if to confirm his thoughts, Lu Mingze also slowly shook his head: “There is basically no such possibility. For a being like him, he will never lose to the Dragon King in terms of arrogance, and it is unlikely that he will turn himself into a dragon just to survive. He is alive, and secondly, based on his bloodline, his skeleton should be no different from that of the Dragon King…”

Lu Mingze said quietly: “The bones of the Dragon King are originally the best container for storing spirit in the world.”

Lu Mingfei was shocked: “So it is possible that his spirit still exists in his bones? In his tomb?!”

“That’s right,” Lu Mingze nodded, “Brother, are you going to rob the tomb? Then I need to remind you that according to reliable information, there is an alchemy formation in the tomb of Qin Shihuang, and it is the largest formation in the world, using artificial The manufactured mercury acts as the driving force!”

“No, tomb robbing is too immoral. I can’t do it.”

Lu Mingfei shook his head with an upright expression, and at the same time hid the shovel he subconsciously took out of the void behind his back.

“Brother, if you want to dig down the tomb of that eternal emperor, I can help you! Just make a deal with me, just a quarter of your life! I guarantee you that you can dig out every brick from that tomb. There is nothing left,” Lu Mingze said seductively. “If Qin Shihuang’s dragon bone carries his spirit, it would be equivalent to accumulating the spirit of the Dragon King in it, which can be used to refine a large number of Philosopher’s Stones, even enough You bought the entire mixed race world…”

“Or enough for the entire mixed race world to surround me and kill me and seize the treasure?”

Lu Mingfei rolled his eyes.

“Then brother, just make a deal with me again!” Lu Mingze waved his hand, and the abacus crackled, “As long as I give up another quarter of my life, I will help you kill those who dare to use their brains against you. People are packing up…Ehehehe!”

“Thank you for the important news. I have something to do and I have to leave first. I won’t disturb you anymore. You can have a good rest!”

Midway through Lu Mingze’s words, Lu Mingfei suddenly interrupted, and then waved his hand. The jade cube that was originally as huge as a small house suddenly levitated and shrank. In the blink of an eye, it became the size of a Rubik’s Cube. The jade cube that was originally almost transparent The jade also turned into a rich emerald color, and you could barely see a blurry figure inside.

The figure seems to be kneeling on the ground and beating the jade. Although the movements are blurry, it inexplicably reveals a highly contagious sadness, anger and despair. Outside, he must be a performance art master.

I’ve asked everything I wanted to ask, so this weird little devil is of no use anymore, so I’d better lock it back.

Pushing Yu Fang into the void with his hands, 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 were sitting next to each other in the middle of the big sofa. Su Xiaoqiang and Xia Mi were sitting on either side of them. Su Xiaoqiang’s shoulders were tightly next to Lu Mingfei’s, and Xia Mi’s hot pants were white and white. The dazzling thigh was just a little bit close to touching Chu Zihang’s leg, and the heat was transferred to Chu Zihang’s body through the air.

However, Chu Zihang had no time to pay attention to the heat from the girl’s thighs and the faint body fragrance. He just held the handle with a serious face and stared at the large LCD TV in the living room.

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

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

Finally, with only the last trace of blood on the screen, Tachibana Ukyo swung his sword to cut off Takashi’s health bar, and Natsumi’s cheers suddenly broke out: “Long live my brother!”

Yuan Zhisheng and Chu Zihang put down their controllers expressionlessly, and Xia Mi turned slightly red when she realized what she had done in excitement.

“You are much stronger than before.”

Chu Zihang said to Yuan Zhisheng.

Chu Zihang, who has been competing with Yuan Zhisheng, can clearly feel the rapid improvement of Yuan Zhisheng’s technology in the past few months. The reflexes brought by his strong bloodline advantage have allowed his technology to advance at an extremely fast speed. He is making progress, even though he doesn’t have much time to play games because of his busy schedule.

Chu Zihang felt a strong sense of crisis in his heart. With Yuan Zhisheng’s progress, if he continued like this, he would probably 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 hanging on his left arm, three bags hanging on his right arm, and one bag in his mouth, holding it horizontally. Walking in with both arms, I don’t know how he opened the door just now.

“I’m back with lunch!”

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

“Thanks!”

“Thanks!”

Chu Zihang and Yuan Zhisheng nodded in thanks.

“Old Tang, this meal is just for you and me! I won’t give you any money! Thank you, thank you!”

Lu Mingfei took away his and Su Xiaoqiang’s bags from Old Tang, looking confident and confident in eating the King’s meal.

Old Tang dared not say anything in anger, so he picked up Xia Mi’s rice and handed it to her: “Sister Xia Mi, do you want to try the salmon sushi I bought from downstairs? Your boyfriend paid for it anyway.”

Chu Zihang, who was unpacking eel rice at the side, paused slightly, then didn’t bother to correct anything and continued to open the package.

“Huh? Oh!”

Xia Mi seemed to be a little distracted, and was stunned for a moment before quickly taking the lunch box from Old Tang’s hand, and his eyes swept over Old Tang’s body without leaving any trace.

It can’t be… such a coincidence, right?

This…can’t be done, right?

Xia Mi thought silently in his mind while opening the lunch box.

“Eh? Brother Yuan, are you eating ramen?” Lu Mingfei saw that there was ramen in Yuan Zhisheng’s lunch box, and suddenly thought of something, “Just right, I recommend you a noodle stall that I found near Dongda University. Master He is an experienced craftsman for decades!”