Lu Mingfei, the Martial Saint of the Dragon Clan

As a result, the huge energy used to guide the return of the gods was channeled into Lu Mingfei's brass cocoon through the coordination of the vice principal.

The vice-principal didn't know why Lu Mingfei fell asleep and turned into a brass cocoon.

It doesn't matter.

Alchemy is the power of occultism and the world of signs and symbols. What the vice-principal did was to achieve the act of "awakening Lu Mingfei".

The specific effect on Lu Mingfei is that the flow of time speeds up.

At this moment, Lu Mingfei was transforming.

Lu Mingfei reexperienced his life in Kyushu.

Lu Mingfei was wrong from the beginning. Meeting his master and his junior sister was not the beginning of his life in Kyushu, but the end.

Before meeting them, Lu Mingfei had been wandering in Kyushu for thousands of years.

Those were years that were so long that even Lu Mingfei himself could not remember them clearly.

The origin is the last martial saints of Kyushu. They foresaw the great catastrophe of Kyushu. The world here will usher in true annihilation, and no one will survive.

So they set up an altar and summoned the existence of another world. It was the only hope for Kyushu and the next world.

It was Lu Mingfei.

At first, Lu Mingfei couldn't understand the situation. He still thought he was a middle school student, a dead child who no one cared about.

Lu Mingfei just thought that these martial sage uncles were really nice people. They were obviously super powerful people and had the ability to move mountains and reclaim seas, but they treated him kindly, just like their elders treated their nephews.

When Lu Mingfei knew the cause and effect, he knew about the catastrophe in Jiuzhou, and he also knew about the huge responsibility he shouldered.

Lu Mingfei almost escaped.

go home! I want to go home! Hey hey hey, is this Shilan Middle School? I missed the exam. Take me back to take the exam!

In short, Lu Mingfei almost felt like this.

It's not Lu Mingfei's fault, he is the best at escaping.

As long as I can't see it, responsibility can't be found in me.

And this time is no simple task.

The great calamity of Kyushu.

Life is in ruins.

It's the end of the world.

Even if this kind of big scene is in a superhero movie, it cannot be solved by a hero fighting alone. Several heroes must form an alliance, hesitating, doubting, and transforming. If the enemy is too powerful, there may be another Make three parts, a middle part and a second part, and finally sacrifice a protagonist. In the silence of the surviving characters and the smiles full of nostalgia, the world is saved.

Lu Mingfei thought that he was probably the one who was observed in silence at the end of the movie.

If I really saved Kyushu, how would they remember me?

Lu Mingfei held his chin and fell into thought.

On a certain day of a certain month of a certain year, primary school students came to the Lu Mingfei Hero Memorial Museum on a spring outing. The teacher pointed to a certain math paper with a score of 61 and said, "Children, look, this is the test paper written by Brother Lu. The heroic boy is An extraordinary young man, Brother Lu still insists on writing the test papers himself at such a young age, what kind of spirit is this."

The children looked up at Lu Mingfei's 61-point paper with sparkling eyes, clenched their little fists, and secretly vowed to become people like Lu Mingfei's brother in the future.

Lu Mingfei covered his face with his hands when he thought of this, thinking that it's over, that's over, I'm so famous all my life. If I had known, I would have studied hard back then. Lu Mingfei suddenly felt empathy with many great people in history. It turned out that Being famous is such a distressing thing, especially in places like the former residences of famous people. I don’t know how Mr. Lu Xun would feel if he were alive and went to Baicao Garden and Sanwei Bookstore. He would either hide his face and leave or write again in anger. A few articles, wait, if you can really get a few new works by Mr. Lu Xun, it will be considered a merit.

At that time, Lu Mingfei was still a middle school student and had never experienced anything. Death to him was just an ancient legend that only existed in movies, cartoons and books.

In his opinion, saving the world is probably similar to what is shown in movies. The protagonist finds a trick out of nowhere and solves the bad guy, and humans live a happy life from then on.

No, the last sentence needs to be changed. Even if there are no bad guys, human beings may not be able to live a happy life.

Lu Mingfei felt curious, interesting, and even a little eager to try.

Which teenager has never dreamed of saving the world?

But the dreams of young people are only to achieve success and fame, and only to be with beautiful women. They don’t know what they have to go through before they become successful. The night before dawn is so cold, and young people always ignore it. In their imagination, dawn is a matter of course, and the night is fleeting. That's it.

But no.

The night is long.

One hundred dreaming teenagers, ninety-nine fell in the night before dawn.

The best thing about Lu Mingfei is that he is very self-aware.

When the fantasy time was over, Lu Mingfei knew very well that he just thought that the martial saints had roped in the wrong person.

Lu Mingfei emphasized to the martial saints more than once that he was just a good-for-nothing, and if he was given the task of saving the world, he would definitely not be able to do it.

"It's best not to have any expectations of me."

Lu Mingfei said.

When Lu Mingfei said this, he always looked at the ground subconsciously, avoiding the other person's eyes and not looking.

Perhaps many people saw Lu Mingfei's performance and thought that this boy lacked confidence, thus increasing the persuasiveness of Lu Mingfei's words.

He really can't.

But the Martial Saints, how should I put it, they are Martial Saints.

Wu Sheng's eyes are so vicious.

How could they see the wrong person.

When Lu Mingfei responded to the call and appeared at the altar, the martial saints saw him and immediately understood in their hearts.

It was this young man who said the next day that Jiuzhou hoped that he would not be wrong.

The terrifying potential hidden in Lu Mingfei's body was so huge that even the martial saints themselves would be ashamed of it.

There is such a young man in the world.

But that's right.

If he couldn't even compare to martial saints like them, how could Lu Mingfei save Jiuzhou.

However, even with Lu Mingfei, Jiuzhou could not be saved.

After all, Lu Mingfei is still just an outsider.

Lu Mingfei is not from Kyushu, so he cannot practice Kyushu martial arts.

This is one of them.

Secondly, because Lu Mingfei is not from Jiuzhou, one day he will return to Lu Mingfei's own world.

What will happen to Kyushu then?

The essence of the Great Tribulation of Kyushu is the decay of the building wood. The Jianmu that manifests the Heavenly Tool of Kyushu is about to come to the end of its life. Without the building wood, Kyushu is like water without roots or fire without destiny, and has no choice but to die out.

The process of extinction is accompanied by natural disasters. Perhaps Lu Mingfei can quell natural disasters. The martial saints see Lu Mingfei's potential. They know that it is not an exaggeration to think that Lu Mingfei can quell natural disasters if he taps his potential.

But what happens after that?

If Lu Mingfei returns to her world and Jiuzhou is missing Jianmu, disaster will always come.

There are two reasons that determine that even with Lu Mingfei, the martial saints still cannot truly save Jiuzhou.

As for how to explore Lu Mingfei's potential, it's down to the smallest details. They always have a way.

Later, the emperor summoned the martial saints to brainstorm ideas.

Finally found a practical way for them.

They bet on Lu Mingfei, who belongs to Jiuzhou.

The martial saints extended Lu Mingfei's life at the cost of their lives.

Call him back to life again and again.

A cycle of sixty years, Lu Mingfei dies. At the beginning of spring next year, thunder sounds, and Lu Mingfei climbs out of the grave.

Every time Lu Mingfei is reborn, his memory will be reset.

The night he returned to the cinema, he watched Zhao Menghua confess to Chen Wenwen.

In the blink of an eye, he appeared in the tombs or piles of dead people in Kyushu.

In this way, as time goes by, year by year, the rules of Kyushu seep into Lu Mingfei like water dripping through a stone.

There was another reincarnation ahead. Lu Mingfei wanted to practice martial arts, and he had the opportunity to practice martial arts, but he couldn't exert any strength no matter what.

In the first poetry cycle, Lu Mingfei began to develop his strength.

But at this time, Lu Mingfei could only reach the peak of body refining, where he could warm his roots and nourish his essence to the point where supernatural powers would arise. Lu Mingfei could not get there no matter what. .

The martial saints initially thought of preparing a group of secret guards for Lu Mingfei.

The Guardian Family.

It was just that later.

No matter how meticulous and thoughtful the arrangement is, it cannot withstand the erosion of time.

The existence of guardians may even be counterproductive in the end.

The less people know about Lu Mingfei's existence, the better.

So none of the martial saints revealed it.

The martial saints who knew Lu Mingfei were also dead.

As for Lu Mingfei's future life, it's cool. The martial saints know it, and they also understand that they can't help Lu Mingfei.

Even if they die first, it doesn't mean that Lu Mingfei must sacrifice if you sacrifice.

So they asked Lu Mingfei's attitude in advance.

That night, the Overlord Emperor and many martial saints talked with Lu Mingfei all night long.

They laid out their plans.

Finally, the emperor asked Lu Mingfei what he thought.

"my thoughts?"

Lu Mingfei was flattered.

"I can do this kind of thing."

"Boy!"

The Overlord was anxious.

The Sanren held down the Overlord's shoulders.

"Ming Fei."

said the Emperor.

"Think carefully and think clearly."

"We don't know how many racks you'll be reincarnating."

"You carry the size of a world."

"It will be extremely long to burn the rules of Kyushu for you."

"The suffering of these reincarnations, the dangers you will encounter, your future."

said the Emperor.

"It's unimaginable."

"You have to make the choice of your own free will."

"My own will..."

Lu Mingfei said.

These words are so strange, he thought.

Lu Mingfei tried very hard to recall, but it seemed that, no, it was true. No one had ever said such a thing to him in his past life.

His parents left immediately and left him with his uncle's family.

It was the same later.

Lu Mingfei's only freedom, the only space and time that belonged to him, was the rooftop filled with debris.

Only now did Lu Mingfei realize that his wishes were so important.

Moreover, he is still the emperor and the martial sage of Kyushu, so he asked him this.

Martial Saint, Martial Saint! Not much more powerful than the principal of Shilan Middle School.

Lu Mingfei used to watch the principal commend outstanding students under the national flag, shake hands with them like adults, and call on all students in the school to learn from such and such students.

The so-and-so here is usually Chu Zihang.

Seeing this, Lu Mingfei pretended to be disdainful, with a look like "Who would want to do this?"

But Lu Mingfei really wanted it in his heart.

He also wants to stand under the national flag and be praised.

He also wanted to shake hands with the principal.

Of course, it would be better if the person shaking hands with him was the new music teacher from Class 7, Grade 1.

Just imagine, the principal took the microphone and said to all the teachers and students in the school.

"Please learn from our classmate Lu Mingfei Lu and follow his example."

Lu Mingfei was so excited just by imagining it.

What expression should I put on when he thinks about it?

It would be nice if Chu Zihang was as cool as him, otherwise others would definitely think that he was imitating Chu Zihang. He, Lu Mingfei, was already a popular figure in Shilan Middle School, so he should have some characteristics that belong to him, Lu Mingfei.

Oh, it's so distressing.

It's just that fantasy is just fantasy after all.

Back to reality, Lu Mingfei is still the bad boy.

This time, the emperor spoke to him gently, and a group of martial saints waited for his intention.

Lu Mingfei had never seen this battle before.

But strangely, Lu Mingfei was not excited.

There was just a touch of warmth and satisfaction in his heart.

perhaps.

Lu Mingfei thought.

Even if he is not an emperor or a martial sage, he is just an ordinary person, and he asked me what my wishes were.

I'll be happy too.

As long as someone can acknowledge me, don't ignore me.

Lu Mingfei thought.

In fact, he really envied those guys who had their parents pick them up after school in the evening.

A person is really dead walking home from school.

Therefore, as long as someone can pay attention to him and see him, don't ignore him.

Lu Mingfei would be really happy.

People who have nothing will regard anything as a treasure if they get a little bit.

They will grab it with all their strength.

Even if it means breaking your body to pieces.

The same goes for Lu Mingfei.

So he said to the emperor.

"I go."

said the Emperor.

"You have thought about it, Mingfei."

"Think about it."

Lu Mingfei said.

"I go."

In the next hundred or thousand years, when Lu Mingfei slept on the dirt, begged on the street, and fought with little beggars, or he joined the army and pretended to be dead in the body, lying next to his brother who had drank and bragged with him yesterday, he had just told Shana s story.

If Lu Mingfei were reminded of the long conversations he had with the martial saints all night long at these times, Lu Mingfei might be so regretful that his intestines would turn green.

If you have never experienced it, you will never know how painful it is.

Maybe Lu Mingfei would secretly point at the Emperor and the others' backs and scold them, saying that you guys are really nothing.

But scolding comes with scolding and regret comes with regret. If Lu Mingfei were asked to choose again, Lu Mingfei would probably agree without hesitation.

There's no way, that's just the kind of person he is.

After ten armors, Lu Mingfei developed his first strength.

At that time, Lu Mingfei only thought that he was talented, but he didn't know that for this ray of strength, martial saints would die and he would be reincarnated for ten lives.

A hundred armors, Lu Ming was not cultivated by gentleness, but the first one was magical, and from then on the inhuman door was opened to him.

At that time, Lu Mingfei saw the clouds rolling and relaxing, and he had mixed feelings in his heart. It was not easy for him to become a non-human being. In this life, Lu Mingfei has lived for fifty-nine years. Chen Wenwen and Shilan Middle School are blurred and difficult to distinguish. It is said that the warrior is thirty It is difficult to change after age, and Lu Mingfei is very paranoid for some reason.

Perhaps he has been reincarnated for hundreds of generations, which has affected the memories of hundreds of years. He is neither human nor human, so he should be done.

After three hundred years, Lu Mingfei was trapped in a non-human being, and the outer gang was like a natural chasm.

Lu Mingfei was anxious, but he didn't know why. He only knew that he must become stronger, he must become stronger.

Waigang! Waigang! Waigang!

In this life, Lu Mingfei worshiped in Daoshan Mountain, carried water and chopped firewood for fifty years, and did his homework morning and night.

In this life, Lu Mingfei escaped into Buddhism. He studied in the Sutra Pavilion for decades and passed away at the age of sixty.

In this life, Lu Mingfei joined the army. He was a non-human warrior and served as the commander of thousands of soldiers. He spent his whole life fighting countless battles. He worshiped the Marquis of Wu and became a highly respected minister. However, he died a long time ago.

The world doesn't know why Wu Hou regrets it, and Wu Hou doesn't know either. Lu Mingfei was only stuck in a non-human condition, he didn't reach the outer limit, and he couldn't close his eyes until he died.

Marquis Wu never married and only had eleven adopted sons. When he died, the eleven adopted sons knelt down in front of his bed. The servants who had followed Wu Hou in battles all their lives shed tears and wanted to close their eyes for Wu Hou, but they couldn't.

They knelt for three days and three nights, only to hear Wu Hou sigh deeply, feeling infinitely melancholy. When they raised their heads again, Wu Hou finally closed his eyes.

The next year, a young man was sitting in front of Wuhou's grave. An old and shabby servant came up to burn paper money. When he saw him, he hugged Lu Mingfei's thigh and cried bitterly. Lu Mingfei jerked his leg desperately but couldn't move. He kept shouting, "Uncle, what are you doing? You are muttering about whether you want to kiss me or not!"

The old servant cried and laughed. People never saw the old servant again after that. They only said that they saw an old man walking with a young man on Jiangnan Road. The old man was respectful and the young man was carefree.

In a flash, there were another hundred Jiazi.

On this day, Lu Mingfei, who had been in dire straits for ten more years, suddenly said goodbye to his master and went down the mountain.

"What are you doing down the mountain?"

the master said.

"Cheng Waigang."

Lu Mingfei said.

"Can't it be done in the mountains?"

the master said.

"no."

Lu Mingfei said.

"My road is at the foot of the mountain."

So, another hundred Jiazi.

Lu Mingfei walked from the extreme end of the Western Wilderness to the shore of the East China Sea.

One day, I went to Haicheng. There was a severe drought for three years. The gentry in the city asked people to look for dragons and dig their holes. They found an earth dragon. The three inhumans before and after them took action and died tragically one by one. Everyone asked for help. One of them, the famous Waigang, came back defeated and seriously injured. Not out.

It is the people who are in panic and mourning everywhere.

Lu Mingfei saw him and stepped forward to reveal the list. The city lord heard that he was just a non-human and did not see him. He served a banquet and asked about weapons, but Lu Mingfei said they were unnecessary.

He had a full meal and ordered an actor to sing. The city manager gave the actor some good advice. The actor was so worried that he just pretended to be a ghost. When Qian Qianbai came in, his eyes lit up. There was a handsome young man over there. The actor His body softened and he leaned forward like a cat, but Lu Mingfei pushed away.

"Girl, let's just listen to the music. Men and women don't interact with each other."

The actor pouted.

Unexpectedly, the water show fell and disappeared, but the young man still behaved and did not exceed the slightest.

At this point, the actor inexplicably felt some respect.

"Sir, there is still something I want to listen to."

"Yes, yes."

Lu Mingfei stretched his waist.

"Keep it, slay the dragon, and I will listen again."

The actor couldn't understand Lu Mingfei's words, he just felt dazed and stunned, as if in a dream.

When he realized what he was doing, Lu Mingfei was no longer there.

Where have you gone?

the actor thought.

Since he was slaying the dragon, the earth dragon killed three non-human beings and seriously injured one Wai Gang's ferocious beast!

The actor suddenly has no master.

It was so good that a young man was born, but he died like this.

What a pity.

The actor looked out the window for a while, heard a noise, and panicked her. Her hands were not hands, and her feet were not feet. She was standing for a while, and she was panicking. She was sitting for a while, and she was in tears.

There was a sudden loud noise, as if there was a hole in the sky.

The actor woke up with a start. It turned out that she had been so flustered that she had fallen asleep.

What's wrong! What's wrong! What's wrong!

The actors walked around, looking for people to inquire, but they didn't dare. They didn't dare to look out the window. They concentrated on meditation, but they didn't dare yet.

The curtains rustled, the glass beads bumped against each other, and the stars fell down.

The actor turned around.

You said this person is not that young man, who is it?

Lu Mingfei was covered in blood, but his demeanor was peaceful. He yawned tiredly, sat crookedly on the couch, pinched the dried fruit and blew off the skin.

"Where are you?"

Lu Mingfei said.

"Keep singing."

The sea city on this page is as bright as day, and the night sky is full of strange phenomena. The children are very happy, and they think it is more interesting than the Lantern Festival Lantern Festival.

Unexpectedly, when a person enters Waigang, the grand occasion has reached this point.

Waigang, who was seriously injured and living in seclusion, watched the vision all night, sighed, said, "The future life is terrible," and left sadly.

The city lord prepared a heavy gift and ordered more than eighty young men to carry it. The ten-mile long street was covered with red carpets and hung with necklaces, and they waited outside the door all night.

They also listened to music all night.

At dawn the next day, the actor pushed open the door and came out. The young man had disappeared without a trace. The city lord beat his chest and stamped his feet, feeling very depressed. He only found a pair of calligraphy treasures left by the young man, with a four-character letter, "Dragon and Snake Secret Record".

Since then, there has been one more Waigang in Kyushu, and one more inheritance, which is the Secret Record of Dragon and Snake.

It's a pity that since the ancestor, no one has cultivated Qinglong Jin, so they have to use Teng Snake Jin.

Until Lu Mingfei.

When Lu Minfei opened his eyes among the dead, he looked at the two people walking in the distance.

He heard the girl say.

"Master, master, look, someone is still alive over there."

Lu Mingfei was in a trance, thinking a lot for a while, and then thinking nothing at all.

Lu Mingfei heard an old man calling him.

"Time is up."

Thousands of years passed by like a revolving lantern.

A little spiritual light rose high.

"Yes."

Lu Mingfei said to himself.

"Time is up."

Dragon world, Gaotianyuan, brass cocoon, the first crack winds down.

For a moment, the sky and the earth changed color.

Countless eyes, from the sky, the earth, the sea, from the past, the present and the future, all looked at this place.

The eight-legged Pegasus neighs, who is fighting with whom?

In a hidden place in the Far East, the third elder stroked his beard and groaned in a low voice.

"Time is up."