Master Mixer [Rebirth]

Luming smiled coldly at the corners of his mouth, held the stick tightly in his hand, and kept waving forward. All of a sudden, the small servants were also unable to get close, so they had to dodge around in embarrassment, feeling really frightened in their hearts. Could this young master be mad today? He never resisted beating, scolding and bullying in the past, and even made things more difficult than this. Now he can shoot so harshly, completely unlike his usual style.

The smashed young man got up from the ground, pulled a piece of cloth to cover the bleeding part of his forehead, and cursed: "A bunch of idiots, he uses firewood. You can't use it too!"

A few people just woke up like a dream, and they also picked up a few thick firewood on the ground, and greeted Lu Ming. The boy got up from the ground anxiously, picked up a piece of wood from the ground, and smashed it on the little servants without hesitation, but it was a pity that he was beaten so hard just now, he had already lost much strength, and soon he lost his strength. Unsupported and fell to the ground.

Lu Ming received several heavy blows to his body. In addition, he did not recover from the whiplash. It was very difficult to deal with, but he held a sigh of relief. The offensive became more and more fierce. Time is also deadlocked.

The little servant looked angry, picked up a stone from the ground and threw it straight on Luming's head. In order to cope with the beating of a few people, Lu Ming was unable to avoid it and was caught off guard. The stone immediately hit his forehead, and his brain suddenly became dizzy, and his eyes became a little blurred. The blood slowly fell along the position of the forehead, until it dripped into the eye sockets, Lu Ming's sanity only slightly recovered, but his eyes were already scarlet. But the heavy blow on the body has not stopped, and it hits the body all at once, painful.

Seeing Lu Ming, the young man seemed to have no strength, waved his hand to the others, and sneered: "Don't kill him. The young master is the only genius refiner in the He family, and he is still hard to find in a hundred years. Spirit root qualifications, status can be precious."

Lu Ming supported his crumbling body, Qingjun's cheeks were frosty, and his eyes like eagles looked coldly at the group of evil slaves in front of him, like a cold winter in the twelfth lunar month. The anger suddenly robbed him of reason like a huge wave, and his eyes suddenly became red. With the blood on his face, the trance looked like a ghost from hell, and his whole body exuded a terrifying sense of oppression. The surrounding air also seemed to freeze, causing everyone present to feel like falling into an ice cave, making their backs cold.

The boy who fell on the ground looked at everything in front of him, with tears rolling in his eyes, and whispered to Luming, "Master, you go quickly and don't fight them again."

When Lu Ming heard the words, a smile appeared at the corners of his mouth, his eyes resembling shining stars in the dark night, more like two black obsidians, shining dim and dazzling luster, shook his head at the boy and said: "Some decisions are made once they are made. , Even if you die, you can't take a step back."

The boy was shocked, tears burst into his eyes instantly, he bit his lip, and for the first time felt the weakness and insignificance of his strength. The immature cheeks carry maturity that does not match the age, the angry flames in the eyes are like the dazzling sunlight hanging high in the sky, and the soul seems to have gradually burned. It’s just that everyone’s eyes were taken away by Lu Ming, and they didn’t see at all. The black eyes of the boy who fell on the ground slowly turned into red, cold like a devil in hell, and a few black mists swirled slowly. Around the body, it looks very strange.

On this side, Lu Ming suddenly felt that his whole body became extremely hot, as if the power suppressed in a certain depth of his body was slowly awakening. The pain on the parts of the body that had been hit by the wood suddenly disappeared. Even the whiplashes and the bleeding wounds on the forehead he had suffered a few days ago healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, but in just a few seconds. Become smooth as ever.

The young man looked at the scene in horror and stammered: "What, what's going on!"

Lu Ming raised his hand suspiciously and looked at it. A gleam of light suddenly appeared on the palm of his hand. The light became stronger and stronger in everyone's surprised eyes, and gradually, it condensed into a huge ball of light, illuminating Lu Ming's whole person, looking like a **** from heaven.

The group of young servants were so frightened by the scene that their calves were weak, and they could no longer hold them. They fell to the ground, their hearts fluctuating violently. After a long time, one of the young servants panicked and said: "Young Master...he has recovered his aura!"

Suddenly there was a gasp around. When Lu Ming heard what the young man said, a trace of confusion flashed in his eyes. Could this be the aura that must be possessed for the practice of immortality mentioned in the book "The Immortal Emperor and Demon Lord"?

The others looked at the dazzling dazzling sphere in Lu Ming's hand, and there was a trace of desperate fear in their eyes. If the young master really regains his aura, it means that his status will change drastically from this moment on. The young master of the He family is bound to return to the glory of the past and become the very noble and even the mistress of the He family in the past. The eldest son of He's three-pointed courtesy.

Moreover, this Young Master He was originally Di Linggen’s most superior aptitude. He had already moved the entire cultivation world five years ago, and even five years ago, he killed the most terrifying behemoth in the secret realm with the power of a single person five years ago. Only then escaped. And that legendary horror behemoth, even if three Taoist priests in the mid-foundation stage joined forces to siege, it might not have much chance of winning.

But just now, not only did they say bad words, they even wounded him, even if they killed them one by one hundreds of times, it was not enough to pay them back. Unexpectedly, the eldest master suddenly regained his aura. Looking at it horizontally and vertically, they will inevitably have a dead word today.

The immense fear of death caused several people to kneel to the ground with trembling, squatting their heads and crying: "Young Master, please raise your hand and forgive us! We will never dare anymore!"

Lu Ming saw that the foreheads of several people were bleeding, but he did not move at all. He walked a few steps forward, smiled coldly at the corners of his mouth, and looked like a poisonous snake, making all the people present couldn't help but chill in their backs. Such as falling into the ice cave.

The devilish cold voice suddenly rang in everyone's ears, like a ferocious judge who came to pronounce the death penalty.

"It's too late."

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On both sides of a winding creek, there are lush green meadows. Although it is late autumn, the trees here are lush with spring water flowing from Lingshan, and the flowers are full of wonders, looking like a unique spring scene.

On the green grass, two teenagers were sitting at this time. Schoolbags and firewood were randomly thrown not far away. Both of them had smiles on their faces, looking warm and harmonious. These two were Lu Ming and the boy who had just been besieged.

"Master, why didn't you kill those people who bullied you?" The boy tilted his head and asked He Qingci suspiciously.

He Qingci carefully wiped the dirty sludge on the boy's cheek with the handkerchief soaked in the stream water, while shook his head helplessly, saying, "They are not guilty of death, so why bother to kill them all."

Hearing this, the boy argued dissatisfiedly: "However, not only did they beat you, they even scolded you and called you..."

"Dogs?" Lu Ming said with a light smile, "In my eyes, they are not as good as dogs. Why should I be honest with a group of animals? If I really want to punish them, killing them would be a hundred. , It’s better to let him live for the time being, trembling every day, for fear of losing his head tomorrow. Wouldn’t it make him more painful?"

When the boy’s bright eyes turned, he suddenly opened up. The black eyes that looked at Luming suddenly became bright. He looked at Luming admiringly and said: "I understand. If someone harms me in the future, even If you have the ability to kill them, you have to leave them a humble life, and you will be worried all day long. This is the cruelest punishment for him."

Lu Ming patted his little head and laughed and cursed: "Who said I didn't kill them for this? I just want to tell you that human lives should never be taken at will. Just get the punishment they deserve. There are gods in the first three feet, so you shouldn't be too ruthless in your behavior."

The boy curled his lips and insisted on his own opinion: "Anyway, if it is me, and I have been bullied today, I will become stronger in the future. We must let these people who have bullied me suffer all the torture."

Hearing the words, Lu Ming sighed helplessly, did he teach the child badly again?

Lu Ming wiped the child's face with the veil for a long time before wiping his face clean. The child's face is white and tender, with two shallow dimples on his round cheeks when he smiles. With the big bright black eyes, he looks very cute.

Lu Ming couldn't help but stretched out his hand to squeeze his cheek, circled clockwise, then counterclockwise, until he pinched the child's white and tender cheek red, and his eyes gradually became moisturized. Luster, then he reluctantly put down his hands, obviously there is still some meaning left.

The boy touched his cheek aggrievedly and complained: "It's all pinched and swollen."

Lu Ming coughed in embarrassment, and hurriedly turned away from the subject: "Why did you come out to pick firewood for sale at such a young age? Who are there in the family?"

The boy's eyes dimmed, and he said, "There is only my mother and me at home. My mother had a serious illness a few years ago, so she could only lie in bed to recover. As for the father...I have never seen it since I was born. My mother often said that my father cannot come to see me and he has his problems, so I must not blame him."

Lu Ming's heart tightened, looking at the child's dull face, his long eyelashes trembling slightly, his whole person seemed to be an abandoned child, his head drooping and not speaking. Lu Ming stretched out his hand and touched his head, and comforted: "Since your mother said that, she doesn't want you to show this expression, let alone make you hate your father."

The boy nodded and gave a dull hum. Lu Ming scratched his scalp, and didn't know how to coax the child, so he stretched out his hand and injected aura into the palm of his hand. Gradually, a shiny ball of light appeared on the palm of the hand, and was rolled around by Lu Ming, looking very cute.

The boy has always been in his teens. The child’s heart is still there. He was immediately attracted when he saw the ball of light in Lu Ming’s hand. Beautiful, is this the aura that the man just said?"

Lu Ming smiled lightly, nodded and said: "There are auras in the body of the cultivator, but the strength varies. The higher the purity of the aura, the better the aptitude and the stronger the cultivation base. In this way, , It is relatively easier to learn the method of refining tools."

The child looked at Lu Ming enviously, and Nuonuo asked, "Then can I have aura too?"

Lu Ming was softened by the child's watery eyes, and patiently explained: "It depends on the individual's aptitude. The best is the Heavenly Spiritual Root. Not only does he learn the art of immortality several times faster than ordinary people. , The promotion can also be unimpeded and no bottleneck period. In the great world, it is difficult to find such a person for thousands of years. It can be said that there is no one in all. However, everything varies from person to person, and some people are A congenital miscellaneous spiritual root, but persevering, practicing hard all the year round, will eventually be able to become immortal and fly into the immortal realm."

The boy's eyes lit up and he said, "I seem to have heard from my mother that the former immortal Emperor Zeyu is the most inferior aptitude of Zalinggen, but he never gave up and was able to fly hundreds of years later. When the thundercloud covered thousands of miles, ten thousand golden rays of light shot from the clouds to the earth, and the thundercloud thundered down a total of 108 terrifying thunders, but it failed to prevent him from successfully flying into the fairy world, and eventually became the most noble immortal emperor in the three realms. "

Lu Ming touched his head, but he was thinking about the plot mentioned in the article. The male protagonist Sang Wusheng is not only the aptitude of the heavenly spirit root, but also got the chance to find an excellent spiritual spring. With the right method, the situation in just two hundred years has reached the late Mahayana period. It can be said that he is the first person in history with no one before, and even the legendary Emperor Zeyu can't match it.

Lu Ming's eyes rolled, trying to search for the location of the spiritual spring in his memory. If you can find Lingquan first step, it will definitely be of great benefit to your future cultivation path.

Luming is ashamed, is this one of the plug-ins of the traverser? Although there is a sense of sight of grabbing gold fingers with the protagonist...

Thinking of this, Lu Ming couldn't help but laugh, his eyebrows stretched out suddenly, his clear eyes seemed like a fine jade, and the whole person looked like a warm sun.

Seeing Lu Ming's self-conscious smile, the child on the side couldn't help but stare blankly. After a long time, he froze his head and said, "Master, you look so good when you smile."

Lu Ming's smile stopped immediately, and he stretched out his hand and patted the child's head again. The child grinned with pain and looked at Lu Ming with tears in his eyes. Lu Ming said helplessly: "How can it be a good description of a man? It's not plausible. Also, don't you have to pick firewood to sell to He's Mansion? Why are you still sitting here to be lazy."

The child grieved: "I was just about to go, but I accidentally lost my way. The few people said they were leading the way for me, but they brought me here for no reason, and forced me to hand over the spiritual stone chain around my neck. I died. If they didn’t, they would have to **** it, and then they would come up together and beat me."

Lu Ming only noticed the ice-blue spirit stone necklace on the child's neck. The style of the necklace looks very ordinary, but the whole chain is faintly exuding a little gloomy luster, and it looks very special. It's no wonder that the group of young men suddenly became malicious, and this necklace is not extraordinary.

Lu Ming frowned slightly. For some reason, a strange thought suddenly flashed in his mind, but it quickly disappeared, and he went to search his memory but found nothing.