Lu Mingfei, the Martial Saint of the Dragon Clan

Lu Mingfei put down the bowl and chopsticks and said with a smile while waiting for his aunt to take a breath.

"I'm done eating, why don't you take a rest."

The aunt suddenly lost her words and strength. He just felt that he clenched his fist and hit the cotton. He was almost dead from exhaustion, but the cotton was safe and sound.

"go out!"

Aunt pointed at the door, furious.

Lu Mingfei nodded.

"okay."

The uncle opened his mouth, but remained silent.

Lu Mingze caught the chicken legs with quick eyes and hands, and it was indeed cold.

Just as the door was about to close, Lu Mingfei suddenly thought of something and turned back to his aunt.

"Calm down, being angry is not good for your health. I'm leaving."

After that, the door closed.

The uncle and cousin looked at each other.

Auntie slumped in her chair.

Evening, rooftop.

Lu Mingfei used to like staying here the most.

Hanging on his two legs, it seemed as if the whole world was at his feet. At this moment, he was free as never before.

He watched quietly, seeing a steady stream of vehicles on the road, all rushing to their respective exits.

People are not like this. Lu Mingfei seemed to have read a sentence somewhere, but forgot the details. He only remembered that the general meaning was "Everyone is looking for an exit in life."

Sure enough, he is not the kind of artistic and melancholy person. He can also quote classics when he talks, such as so-and-so once said something, and so-and-so’s epitaph. I think this looks super cool, and having more celebrity quotes in the composition can be extra points, isn’t it? What?

Maybe Chen Wenwen will be more skilled. She is the kind of girl who will read "Gone with the Wind" or "One Hundred Years of Solitude" in the afternoon sunshine, and she will also write sentences on the bookmarks about the quiet time.

He Lu Mingfei is not good at it, but martial arts is still suitable for him.

However, Lu Mingfei would think endlessly when he was alone. Sometimes he also thought about what the exit was, probably something like belief principles or life goals.

People can't live just to live. There must be something to do, some goals to achieve, and even a sneak peek at what dreams look like, or revenge.

For some people, revenge is the outlet for their life. When the most important person in his life dies, he is trapped, unable to get out of that day. Countless days and nights in the future are all about that day. Repeatedly, the meaning of life is only revenge. Only after revenge can you find the outlet and can you be free.

Lu Mingfei is not.

He felt as if he should take revenge on someone, should be angry, so angry that he could burn the world to ashes.

But the reason has been forgotten.

So he has no outlet.

At least that was how it was in the previous seventeen years of my life.

But when I went to Kyushu World, things were different.

He found the exit.

"Practice martial arts."

he said to himself.

The master said before that Lu Mingfei was lonely, but Lu Mingfei didn't think so today.

He also practices martial arts.

An open space was cleared on the rooftop, and Lu Mingfei got into position.

After coming back from Kyushu, except for the bronze mask of Yama, all his Waigang cultivation, which is the best in the world, was left there. This body is still the body before the time travel, and everything has to be started all over again.

No matter what, after studying in Tiandi Pavilion for three years, Lu Mingfei had planned to start over.

Jiuzhou's martial arts begins with pile skills. Different pile functions produce different strengths. The subsequent practice is based on this strength. Therefore, the beginner's pile skills can be said to be the foundation and top priority of a martial artist.

What he inherited from his master was the Dragon Snake Stake, an extremely superior basic stake skill.

Warriors who practice Dragon Snake Stake have different qualifications and can develop two different powers.

One is Qinglong Jin, the other is Soaring Snake Jin.

As the name suggests, Qinglong Jin is far stronger than Soaring Snake Jin. The gap between the two is as huge as the difference between cloud and mud.

However, Qinglong Jin has extremely strict qualification requirements. Even if he is a genius among ordinary people, he can barely get started with Teng Sheng Jin by practicing Dragon Snake Stake.

Twenty-six generations since the ancestor, the dragon and snake stakes have been passed down to the masters. The only one who can get started with Qinglong Jin is the ancestor, and the rest have stopped using the snake strength.

Until Lu Mingfei appeared.

The master has practiced Dragon and Snake Stake for many years, using this as a basis to break into the inhuman world. After achieving Waigang, he studied "Dragon and Snake Secret Record", "Hundred Forms of Divine Beasts" and other martial arts secrets, and made great achievements.

Therefore, he could see the majestic dragon power in Lu Mingfei's eyes at a glance.

This is why the master insists that Lu Mingfei is a martial arts genius.

There are no legends of mythical beasts in the world of Kyushu. The master only thought that Lu Mingfei had special bones or extraordinary talents, and never speculated that Lu Mingfei was simply a dragon.

Lu Mingfei didn't think much about it, he just felt that he was very good at practicing Dragon Snake Stake, and the Qinglong Jin that his predecessors had never been able to capture was as easy as picking something out of a bag.

But practicing martial arts is never an easy task. If an ordinary person wants to master the power of moving mountains, there will be no way to reach the sky without suffering the hardships of climbing to the sky.

Lu Mingfei practiced martial arts for three days, fishing and two days drying nets, but the progress was slow. It was not until the death of his master that stimulated him that he transformed into an inhuman being. From then on, his martial arts improved by leaps and bounds, becoming the best in the world.

These are past events, so let’s not mention them. The main reason is that after achieving Waigang, Lu Mingfei found that the way forward was dead and that there was no hope for the Martial Saint.

He had been studying in Tiandi Pavilion for three years, and he had a vague understanding that his spirit was lacking, as if something was missing. It was as if he, Lu Mingfei, was just an individual separated from a certain existence, not something different. whole.

The search stopped here. It was Lu Mingfei who stopped on his own initiative. He subconsciously didn't want to delve deeper. It seemed that he had some unforgettable memories that he finally forgot. He didn't want to remember them from the bottom of his heart.

Since there is a lack of spirit, he must make up for it. Lu Mingfei has read all the martial arts in the world and must take the road to reach the sky.

And he also discovered that the one that really suited him was not the Dragon Snake Stake. In other words, Qinglong Jin was too simple for him and could not truly develop the potential in Lu Mingfei's body.

So he merged many martial arts schools into one, learned from each other's strong points, and used his own physique as the general guide to create a brand new basic stance method.

Its name: Kaitian.

On the rooftop, Lu Mingfei's eyes were half-opened, and he was in the posture of opening a stake in the sky. His body was like a tree that penetrated the sky and the earth. With a specific breathing frequency, rich vitality circulated in this body.

A mouse stuck its head out in the corner, looked left and right, then turned its head and crawled into the gap to escape.

Like a giant beast from ancient times opening its eyes slightly, a wave of momentum swept across unstoppably, with Lu Mingfei at the center as the center, and the emotion of fear was like mercury pouring down the ground, pervasive.

Those who ran fast, such as cockroaches and mice, had already escaped without a trace.

As for the mosquitoes and flies, they were thrown all over the floor and they were all scared to death.

Lu Mingfei maintained the posture of opening the sky stake, motionless, just like the vast expanse of blue sea, with turbulent undercurrents under the calm surface, which was his vitality that moved with the rhythm of his breathing.

There was faint thunder in his ears, and the sea tide rose and fell from time to time. This was the vision of blood rushing in his veins. If an old Chinese medicine doctor took a pulse at this moment, he would probably bounce away as soon as his hand was placed on Lu Mingfei's cinchuan.

The blood flow was like a flood. How could an ordinary person survive such a pulse?

From another perspective, if an ordinary person had a pulse like Lu Mingfei's, he would probably have walked in and out of the gate of hell long ago, and would not be able to die again.

However, Lu Mingfei still stood firmly, maintaining the breathing rate of the Kaitian Zhuang, and his spirit had already fallen into trance, entering the so-called special state where the heaven and earth are not separated, turbid and not light.