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

"Xiaoqiang, are you sure you want to do this?" Lu Mingfei looked embarrassed, "Although the principal gave us a lot of rooms in the villa, we live together after all. I am a boy. You can take your roommate over. Very inconvenient.”

"I know this too, but she injured her knees and shoulders before she came to school. When I moved out of the dormitory, no one would take care of her. It might be a little inconvenient for her to live alone. If something happens to her, she might get injured again. It's getting worse," Su Xiaoqiang clasped his palms in front of his chest and begged, "Let her stay here for a short period of time, and then she can leave after the injury is healed."

"This..." Lu Mingfei was still hesitant.

"With the recovery speed of a mixed race, it won't take long for her injuries to recover. If nothing goes wrong, she can move back to the dormitory in half a month to twenty days," Su Xiaoqiang said, blinking her big eyes, "That child is very well-behaved. Yeah, I won’t cause you any trouble.”

"Child? Very well-behaved?" Lu Mingfei blinked, "Your description doesn't sound like you're talking about a roommate."

"She is quite special. Although she doesn't like to talk and has a little bit of mysophobia, she is actually quite easy to get along with," Su Xiaoqiang said with a smile, "But she does look a bit young, only thirteen or fourteen years old. If she is in If I met her on the street, I would definitely think she was a junior high school student."

"If you insist, fine, I'll clean up a guest room for her." Lu Mingfei sighed.

"I'll come with you, let's go." Su Xiaoqiang pushed Lu Mingfei behind him.

"Then who will pick up Xiaotian?" Lu Mingfei asked.

"Why don't you call Xiaotian and let him come back on his own? When the time comes, you can borrow a car to bring the things back to the equipment department base." Su Xiaoqiang suggested.

"Why can't you let Xiao Tian pack the things and bring them back?" Lu Mingfei felt that he had a better idea.

"You can be a human being!"

…

Above the sea of ​​clouds, Old Tang was suspended in front of the huge dark green divine dragon, pointing at it with a look of horror on his face, his shoulders and fingertips trembling and twitching like an electric shock.

"You, you, you, you..." Old Tang was tongue-tied.

The majestic Shenlong lowered his head and looked down at Old Tang, his voice like rolling thunder: "How are you...forget it, talking to yourself like this is meaningless."

Old Tang blinked his eyes and watched the dark green dragon talking to himself, unable to recover for a moment.

"Fragments of my memory, how did you trap me in this empty mental shell?"

Shenlong no longer used the Wen Zou Zou way of speaking, but switched to the modern communication method that Old Tang was familiar with. Old Tang always felt that most of its majesty had suddenly disappeared.

"You are just an insignificant memory in my long life. Why do you have abilities that even I have never mastered?"

Shenlong looked down at Old Tang and asked. Old Tang swallowed and managed to calm down.

"You...you are that part of the dragon's memory and thinking? Why did you wake up now?"

Old Tang had a grimace on his face and said in his heart that there was no such thing as the Nine Tails was sealed in Naruto's body for more than ten years before it emerged to enchant the innocent boy. Why did you wake up just after I sealed you in the Dharma Appearance? Is this so reasonable? !

"Do you think that such a mere mental shell constructed by my power can restrain the great Lord of Bronze and Fire - Norton? Stupid!"

The divine dragon, no, the king of bronze and fire roared up to the sky, and the sea of ​​dark clouds beneath him rolled violently.

"Uh...then why do I think I can still influence you a little bit?"

Old Tang tried to control the green dragon's Dharma. The dark green dragon roaring up to the sky froze completely. The roar suddenly stopped. The long rhythmic beard was frozen in the air. The body no longer relaxed. The whole dragon seemed to have turned into a huge lifelike colorful sculpture. What remains are the windless long mane and the barely rotating giant dragon eyes, proving that it is still a "living creature".

Old Tang breathed a long sigh of relief - it seems that although the source of the power of the Qinglong Dharma is the dragon, as Brother Fei said, it will only be controlled by the thinking and consciousness that condenses it. Even if it is essentially the same soul, as long as the consciousness is different, The Dharma Appearance will not be driven by the dragon. Now that the dragon is in the Dharma Appearance, doesn't it mean he is safe?

"You...you are offending the dignity of the king! You are transgressing!"

The dragon still raised his head to the sky and conveyed his thoughts to Old Tang, but because the whole body was frozen, only the dark golden pupils could still move, and there was not much majesty left on his body, which made it a bit comical.

"Let me go! I order you!"

Perhaps because the dragon's current appearance has lost all its majesty, and because he is used to seeing the green dragon without "blackening", Old Tang calmed down a lot, barely maintained a calm look, shook his head and said: "Norton Really? Do you think I am stupid? Let you go and let you devour and assimilate me?"

"I...I can promise that I will never devour you after you let me go! I guarantee it with the honor of the king!"

Norton assured.

"Honor? How much is that thing worth?" Old Tang shook his head, "Besides, even if you don't keep your promise, no one will know except me, right? If you devour me, no one will know, no one will know Doesn’t it mean you never made a promise at all?”

"The king has the pride of a king. The king does not bother to lie or break a contract!"

Norton's dark gold eyes exuded a look of disdain.

"No, these are all your words. Promises are the most unreliable, let alone a promise from a being who can kill me at any time." Old Tang shook his head firmly, "I can't let you go. I don’t want to take my life as a joke.”

"Then you will never be able to leave here. As long as you leave, your restraint on me will disappear, and I will immediately pull you in. At that time, you will either continue to restrain me, or you will put down your resistance and merge with me," Norton's roar was almost threatening, "I could spend a thousand years with you like this!"

Old Tang had a strange look on his face: "Ahem... well, I have something not very important to remind you."

"Say!" Norton felt that his threat might have worked. He was a dragon king who had lived for tens of thousands of years. Although he slept most of the time, his patience was beyond the reach of a fragment of memory that only had decades of experience.

"This Dharma Appearance is what you call a mental shell. In fact, it can be put on hold." Old Tang said sincerely.

"Hang up? What do you mean?" Norton was confused.

He had no way of knowing the experiences and memories that belonged to Old Tang. He sensed his younger brother's call as soon as he woke up, and then the induction of the twins being connected from the same source fed back that his younger brother Constantine entered a kind of cocooning, but it was a bit strange. status.

However, his state is actually even more peculiar. In his long life, he has lost his memory for a period of time due to rebirth in a cocoon more than once. Each time, he will regain his memory after being stimulated or after a long enough time. After decades, To him, the strange memory was just a slightly longer dream, until this time...

To be honest, he doesn't even understand what happened!

In the past, his memory awakening was equivalent to a small drop of ink at the bottom of a large empty vat, and then clear water appeared from the vat out of thin air. In the blink of an eye, the little bit of ink disappeared into the full vat of clear water - the ink was when he lost his memory. The new memories accumulated, Qingshui is his original memory, and the two have the same origin. When he wakes up, those short-term memories will be assimilated by the vast experience of the past.

As a result, this time, the previous ink seemed to have turned into a drop of oil. Although it was inconspicuous when mixed with the clear water, it was out of place and had no possibility of blending.

What is going on? ! Did his memory become a spirit?

Norton was puzzled. Old Tang didn't know that he was doubting his life, and showed a strange smile: "This hang-up probably means..."

In Norton's confused eyes, Old Tang's consciousness disappeared out of thin air, and then...

It found that the restraints on itself showed no signs of loosening.

Norton:…

Norton:? ? ?

Norton:! ! ! !

…

"ah!"

Old Tang suddenly raised his head from the desk.

"Awesome, junior brother, are you telling me to sleep before the mountain collapses? This is the first time I have seen a ruthless person who can fall on the table and sleep until the end of the exam during the 3E exam... No, don't say that. See you, I’ve never heard of it before.”

At some point, Senior Sister Zhu Ya stood beside Old Tang, with her arms in front of her chest, tutting at him.

Old Tang was still not quite sober, so he blurted out: "Hello, Senior Sister Cavity."

"..." Zhuya's eyes twitched, and she said with a smile on her face, "Senior Sister is indeed very good, but it's a pity that Junior Brother you are going to be in trouble soon."

"Ah?" Old Tang was stunned, and after realizing what Zhuya just said, he seemed to...sleep until the end of the exam.

Looking around, indeed, the students around were either awake and standing outside, or lying on tables or lying on the ground. They were picked up by people in white coats and thrown on stretchers. A group of strong men dressed as school workers were dismantling things around them - —Examiners will not honestly write the resonated dragon text on the white paper test paper when they are in a state of spiritual awareness. They may leave their answers wherever they can leave their writing.

The school staff removed everything with writing on it, including but not limited to desks, blackboards, window sills, floor tiles, window frames, and door frames. One man must have taken off his clothes and wrote the answer in his spiritual consciousness. On his chest, his strong chest muscles were covered with messy and twisted black lines like snakes, so much so that he felt like he had been kidnapped by the school security department.

"Ah what? Give me the paper. It's been four minutes since the exam ended. You are not allowed to continue answering on the paper! Otherwise, it will be treated as cheating."

Zhuya stretched out her hand towards Old Tang and showed a malicious smile - the answer sheet on the table was still a clean piece of white paper, and the only trace was the saliva left on it when Old Tang fell asleep.

"Junior brother, if you hand in a paper like this, the best result is that your rating will be lowered. If you have bad points, you may be expelled directly..."

Zhuya asked Old Tang for the test paper with one hand, and put her hand on her waist and sighed: "Junior brother, you are a rising star in the academy with unlimited potential. It is a pity to be demoted or even expelled like this..."

"Senior sister, you mean you have a way?" Old Tang heard the song and knew its elegant meaning.

Hmm...it's really elegant.

"Yes, but I have to think carefully about whether to help a junior student who knocked me out without saying a word on the first day of freedom." Zhuya raised an eyebrow.

Old Tang was silent for a moment, not because he felt guilty, but because he knocked out a lot of people that day, and everyone was wearing combat uniforms and masks. How could he recognize who was who?

Wait...it seems you can still recognize it! Old Tang sat on the desk, looked Zhuya up and down, his eyes fell on her pitiful ups and downs, and he immediately confirmed that she was the crimson combat uniform who was knocked unconscious by him yesterday, that is, a member of the student union, because all the people he knocked out were Among the female team members who were knocked unconscious, she was the only one with such a pitiful size!

It must be said that in Kassel College, a place full of handsome men and beautiful women, such a flat mind can be said to be quite rare.

"Junior brother, do you know that the look in your eyes makes me want to immediately pull out a gun and empty the magazine at you?" Zhuya's face was dark.

"Sister, calm down. First of all, you are not an American policeman. Secondly, I am not a black man. We don't have to do this. If that doesn't work, why don't you put me on the ground and arrest me to relieve my anger? Just don't hit me with your knee. I'm afraid of pain." Old Tang said timidly.

"Junior brother, I can't see that you have a sense of humor. I'll treat you to fried chicken and watermelon another day," Zhuya said seriously, "Let's get down to business, as the invigilator, I have the right to make you fall asleep suddenly until the end of the exam. How about reporting your behavior as 'losing the ability to answer questions due to an accident during the process of having a spiritual vision', so that you can take a make-up test according to the regulations?"

"Is this still possible?" Old Tang looked like he had seen a lot.

"Anything can happen during a vision. There was a student in the student union. When he took the exam after enrolling last year, he opened the classroom window and jumped from the fourth floor during the vision. As a result, he fell unconscious and broke an arm and a leg. In such a situation, the college will arrange make-up exams," Zhuya smiled like a snake in the Garden of Eden, "Junior brother, as long as you promise me a small condition, I will help you report the unexpected situation, how about it?"

"Sister, you are abusing your power!" Old Tang spoke righteously.

"I am fulfilling my duties flexibly." Zhuya's smile did not diminish.

"What conditions?" Old Tang compromised.

He can't take the risk of being dropped out of school. Dropping out will require the memory of Cassel College to be erased. Of course, the mixed-race person uses the spirit of speech to erase the memory. If Norton jumps out to show his presence during the erasure, he can think about himself. What should be written on the tombstone?

"Don't worry, it's just a small condition that can be easily achieved," Zhuya said with a smile, "Junior brother, you haven't joined the club yet, right? Do you want to consider the sports department of the student union?"

"Deal." Old Tang nodded decisively.

"Welcome, junior brother," Zhuya took the blank paper test paper handed over by Old Tang, "junior brother, if you are free this afternoon, please give me a call and wait for me downstairs in the dormitory. I will take you to pay homage to the pier."

…

In the living room of Lu Mingfei's villa, three people were sitting on the sofa. There was a paper box on the coffee table in front of the sofa.

"So... the roommate Xiaoqiang mentioned is you?!"

Lu Mingfei looked at the girl sitting quietly on the sofa in front of him, wearing a school uniform, white stockings on her legs, and black low-heeled leather shoes, and the corners of her mouth twitched slightly.

"I've been disturbing you, mentor, for the past few days."

Ling raised his legs together, folded his palms on his knees, and his delicate and beautiful face was calm.

"Do you know each other?"

Su Xiaoqiang, who was sitting between Lu Mingfei and Ling, turned his head left and right, looked at Lu Mingfei and then at Ling, his big eyes filled with doubts and confusion.

"Didn't I give you a matryoshka doll I bought in Russia and two Easter eggs before," Lu Mingfei explained, "I was on a business trip to Russia to interview a student. After the interview, I spent half a day in Moscow choosing Gift."

"Zero is the student you interviewed?" Su Xiaoqiang blinked, "Is it such a coincidence?"

"I think it's a coincidence," Lu Mingfei shrugged. "What's even more coincidental is that I'm her mentor now."

"By the way, speaking of this..." Lu Mingfei picked up the box on the coffee table, held it in both hands and handed it to Ling, "I'm sorry Ling, because I have been on a mission these days since school started, so I couldn't fulfill my duties as a tutor in time. , this is a gift for you, sorry."

"It's okay." Ling calmly stretched out his hands and took the box from Lu Mingfei.

Su Xiaoqiang glanced at Ling doubtfully - doesn't she have mysophobia?

"You bought Ling an apology gift," Su Xiaoqiang approached Lu Mingfei, put her arms around his neck, and put her little face in front of Lu Mingfei's face, "You have been neglecting me for so many days? What gift do you want to give me?"

"Ah?" Lu Mingfei was stunned, cold sweat broke out from his forehead, and he hesitated, "This, this... uh, that..."

"Huh?" Su Xiaoqiang narrowed his eyes and raised his voice, "You won't...have you not prepared for me?"

There was more cold sweat on Lu Mingfei's forehead, and he could clearly feel Su Xiaoqiang's arm around his neck tightening little by little.

"Yes! Ready!"

Lu Mingfei gained wisdom out of haste.

"Oh? Where..."

Midway through Su Xiaoqiang's words, Lu Mingfei lowered his head to cover her lips, and put his arms around her slender waist.

Ling, who was sitting aside, turned his head and glanced at the two people who were chatting with each other. He put the box in his hands on his lap, held the sides of the box with his hands, turned his head slightly, and no longer looked at the couple.