When I was supposed to be slaying the dragon, I accidentally started cultivating immortality

For most monks, among the three "Jing, Qi and Shen", although improving one's cultivation level mainly relies on the "Qi" that can be practiced starting from the Shi Qi state, in fact, the most important thing is the "Shen" that can only be formally cultivated in the Heart Movement state. ".

After the monks have accumulated a certain amount of cultivation in both "jing" and "qi", they can actively cultivate the soul. When the soul is strong enough to a certain level, they can try to condense the body. As long as they succeed, they have broken through the heart state and condensed the soul. The entity has form but no quality, and is called the "Yuan Fei". If the elixir is formed, the "Yuan Fei" will usually be hidden in the inner elixir.

If after forming the elixir, the monk chooses the path of Yuanshen and no longer allows the essence, energy and spirit to go hand in hand, but instead uses "jing" and "qi" to support the "spirit", then the "yuan fetus" will rely on the "jing" and "qi" "The offerings from the body are transformed into the "Nascent Soul" in the inner alchemy, and then the Nascent Soul is used to "seize the body" or "reincarnate", thereby extending the life span in disguise.

In fact, theoretically speaking, it is possible for a Yuan Fei to successfully seize a body or be reincarnated. It is nothing more than a matter of probability.

It's a pity that this probability is quite touching.

Unless they are desperate, most monks will not be bold enough to do something as exciting as "playing reincarnation with the Yuan Fei". At most, they can only occasionally use the Yuan Fei to wander in the void on a clear moonlit night.

Therefore, in Taoism, monks in the heart-moving realm are also called "ghost immortals" - the Yuan Fei is quite similar to ghosts after leaving the body, but it is not as harmful to people's vitality as ghosts.

Being called an "immortal", even though it is just a "ghost fairy", it also shows that it is not easy for monks to cultivate to the heart-moving state. Compared with the Xuanzhao state, which can be reached with hard work, the heart-moving state requires only the minimum accumulation. , Condensing the Yuan Fei also requires some opportunities that vary from person to person, and there must be some kind of true perception in the heart to induce the soul to form a fetus.

Because many monks could not find this opportunity to gain enlightenment, they spent their entire lives trapped in the Xuanzhao realm until they died.

Even Lu Mingfei couldn't guarantee that he could find this opportunity soon. He was mentally prepared to be stuck at this step for a year and a half.

But who can tell him, what is the translucent soul body that is currently suspended in the middle of Old Tang's sea of ​​consciousness, huddled together, and looks like a half-dragon in the game? !

After using the "dream entry" spell to project Old Tang's sea of ​​consciousness into the dream, Lu Mingfei felt a little bad.

No matter how you look at this figure suspended in the center of Old Tang's sea of ​​consciousness, curled up with eyes closed, it looks like the elite half-dragon monster in the game. It has a body shape similar to that of a human, with knotted muscles bulging out of its limbs and covering its body. It has scales that look like metallic bronze, and there are protruding ferocious bone spurs at the joints. There are also tiny scales on the huge membrane wings on its back, half-covering its body.

Through the gaps in the wings, Lu Mingfei could still see that this mighty and tall half-dragon was still wearing dark armor.

The shape of the soul body is actually not very important. The shape of the monk's soul body can be actively changed. It is the most natural shape when it is in the sea of ​​consciousness. This shape generally depends on their skills and mentality. Anyway, outsiders cannot see it. Most people just grow as long as they want, whatever makes them feel comfortable.

After the Yuan Fei or Yuan Ying leaves the body, the manifested form will be different. People usually make themselves into adults temporarily, and no matter how hard it is, they still have to look like a human being.

Lu Mingfei was not surprised by Old Tang's soul form, but the texture and solidity it displayed frightened him.

Not yet Nascent Soul, but almost there.

Because it was projected through a dream, Lu Mingfei couldn't feel the more detailed information.

But this is definitely a good thing. This soul that is close to the Nascent Soul is obviously still in a deep sleep state. Watching it through a dream is like watching a live broadcast. With Lu Mingfei's current cultivation level, he cannot mobilize his soul to leave the body. Entering other people's bodies, so what he entered into Old Tang's dream was just an illusory consciousness.

Therefore, this half-dragon soul was completely unaware of the fact that Lu Mingfei had seen him out. Lu Mingfei's vision in the dream would not affect him, let alone stimulate him. There was no need to worry that he would fall asleep due to stimulation. A sudden awakening.

If Lu Mingfei had not chosen to fall into a dream, but had rashly sent his consciousness or even spiritual consciousness directly into Old Tang's sea of ​​consciousness to awaken this soul, then this soul that was close to the Nascent Soul could have killed him after leaving his body. Enter his sea of ​​consciousness, and then...

Suppressed by the means left by the great power in the heavenly book.

Although Lu Mingfei will not be in danger by then, one of his life-saving trump cards will undoubtedly be wasted.

"Fortunately, I am cautious," Lu Mingfei breathed a long sigh of relief and said to himself, "But there is a soul of this level sleeping in Old Tang's sea of ​​consciousness. I don't know how it found his head... Sigh... , I hope it won’t be the worst case scenario.”

After circling around in Old Tang's sea of ​​consciousness, the dream gradually began to change. The originally projected space in the sea of ​​​​consciousness appeared like a repainted oil painting, and a new picture emerged. Lu Mingfei could only watch quietly.

This is the shortcoming of "dreaming". Dreams are difficult to control, especially since Lu Mingfei is not proficient in this spell itself.

In the center of the pure white space, the figure of the half-dragon disappeared. The white was covered with large variegated colors, which spread out like ink drops on paper. The ink stains expanded piece by piece and connected at the edges, gradually forming a new dream scene.

This is an antique room, perhaps because in the dream, it does not follow the laws of physics. There is a candle on the table, and the weak flame can only spread far away, barely covering a large group of people sitting in front of the table. After the two small figures, they could no longer extend even an inch. They seemed to be absorbed by the thick darkness around them, and even the shadows of the two figures were hidden in the darkness.

Both figures were wearing white clothes, kneeling at the table in a posture similar to that of the Han Dynasty, completely unaware of Lu Mingfei's presence.

Under Lu Mingfei's gaze, a smaller figure called softly in the dim candlelight, and the warm orange firelight reflected his pale, deathly face and lips.

"elder brother……"

…

Taking his hand away from Old Tang's head, Lu Mingfei no longer knew what kind of expression he should put on.

It is true that the last few scenes he just saw in the dream are far less powerful and shocking than the scenes of immortals, caves, and even battles between immortals and gods in that world that the Book of Heaven instilled in him, but the source of those scenes is after all, in another world. This magnificent civilization has been developed for countless years. No matter how grand it is, it still has a lingering sense of unreality.

The scene in Old Tang's dream was what he saw in an acquaintance of his.

"Your Majesty? Is Master okay?" Xiao Yin stepped forward and asked in a low voice with concern, for fear of waking up Old Tang, "Master has been having nightmares these days, Xiao Yin is so worried!"

"Don't worry, he's fine."

Lu Mingfei comforted him softly.

Then he suddenly raised his palm, intending to slap it on Old Tang's head, but after hesitating, he swung it down hard and slapped it on the mattress next to his ear, making a muffled "bang" sound.

"Why are you sleeping! Get up! Something big has happened to you!"

"What? What what?!" Old Tang jumped up suddenly, looking around with eyes wide open, slurring in his mouth, "What's the big deal? What happened?"

After a long time, Old Tang finally came to his senses. Lu Mingfei put his hands on his shoulders and looked at him seriously. His eyes were so serious that he seemed to be discussing the detailed plan to blow up the Pentagon with Old Tang in the next second. .

"What...what's wrong, Brother Fei? Am I...suffering from a terminal illness?"

Old Tang's heartbeat accelerated and his tongue trembled.

"Old Tang, listen to me," Lu Mingfei took a deep breath and said in a complex tone of "I'm basically sure, but to give you some hope, I can only say I'm not sure yet." "It's possible. , I mean there is a possibility that you are actually a schizophrenic dragon."

Old Tang:? ? ?

Old Tang:......

Old Tang:! ! !

…

In the lobby of Regent Hotel, Su Xiaoqiang walked in and went straight to the front desk - after looking for Lu Mingfei in the morning and finding that he was not at home, this was the third hotel she found near Lu Mingfei's home.

"Hello," Su Xiaoqiang held the mobile phone and stood in front of the female receptionist. He turned on the screen, pointed at the gentle and elegant side face on the screen saver and asked politely, "Have you seen this person? He has been there in the past two days. Do you run here every day?"

"I'm sorry, this guest," the female receptionist showed an apologetic professional smile to Su Xiaoqiang, "There are regulations above and we cannot disclose..."

"Snapped!"

Su Xiaoqiang gently pressed a platinum membership card on the marble countertop at the front desk, clasped her hands together and said, "Sister, please be accommodating. I'm here to see my boyfriend. Please, please, don't tell me which room he is in." , just tell me if he comes often, I'll wait for him in the lobby."

The female receptionist was stunned. Of course she remembered Lu Mingfei, not to mention that Lu Mingfei had a lot of money to book a room in this hotel second only to the presidential suite. Even if he just came in to ask for directions, she would never forget such a room. Flawless face.

After hesitating for a moment, the female receptionist nodded quickly to Su Xiaoqiang twice, then continued to smile and shake her head.

Su Xiaoqiang understood, put away the card, walked to the chair next to the lobby and sat down, crossing his legs under the knee-length skirt.

Her fingers pinched the hem of her skirt nervously, and Su Xiaoqiang looked regretful.

"Why should I come here to find Lu Mingfei? What does it have to do with him accompanying his friends to me? I'm...not his," Su Xiaoqiang's knuckles turned white, "I shouldn't have come, I'm like this He will be unhappy...but, but, I really care, I can't help it..."

Rubbing her eyes, which were a little dark due to insomnia last night, Su Xiaoqiang stood up and wanted to slip away, but there seemed to be an inexplicable force that made her not want to leave, attracting her to the chair like a whirlpool.

"I shouldn't have come, I shouldn't have come, he might be angry, I might be hated by him..."

Such voices kept echoing in Su Xiaoqiang's heart, but her legs could not use up the strength, and her knuckles holding the corners of her skirt turned white.

"Asshole Lu Mingfei, I hate you so much!"