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

Kassel Academy, ice cellar, deathly silence.

"Unexpectedly, this sapphire Lingyang jade can really bring people back to life," Liu Xiu lowered his head and stared at the jade pendant in his palm, "Liu Junan, what is your origin?"

Liu Xiu's words contained a lot of information. Even the boss could only keep his face calm, and his heart was already in turmoil.

This jade pendant and the black jade disk are a set, and they were photographed together. From his research, the black jade disk can awaken the soul sleeping in the carrier and merge with it. Give it unique powers, allowing it to exist in the form of a pure soul.

And that jade pendant is a prop used to control the resurrected soul.

When his plan was seriously disrupted, he chose to take risks using this set of alchemical treasures of unknown origin. He anticipated many unexpected situations and took many insurance measures, but he never thought that this set of alchemical treasures would be in the near future. It had been obtained two thousand years ago, and now it resurrected the one who had obtained it.

Damn it! Two thousand years ago, I was still sleeping... Could it be that someone started plotting against me then? How is it possible, what kind of strategy can transcend two thousand years...

And why did he take the initiative to reveal such important information?

"Huh?" Liu Xiu frowned, "What's going on? What's wrong with my thoughts... So this is it, can't I control it? It seems that I still don't adapt to the current situation."

Liu Xiu's thoughts spread out uncontrollably and broke into the consciousness of the three people present. Mai, the weakest, felt that her mind was spinning. Just "listening" to the emperor of the Eastern Han Dynasty was already difficult for her. bear.

Liu Xiu was silent for a long time, looking at Old Tang and the boss quietly. The three of them looked at each other.

"Brother Norton, what's going on? Is this the Thousand-Year Ghost King?" Old Tang asked in his mind.

"To be precise, it was eighteen hundred years ago," Norton told a cold joke, but neither he nor Old Tang could laugh. "Run, he might not have been my opponent when fighting alone in the past, but Now……"

"You can't beat him now?" Old Tang asked.

"The strength of a dragon corresponds to its bloodline level. From our common creator Black King down, the levels from high to low are His perfect creations. The High Priest White King, I and the other seven hold the power of earth, water, fire and wind respectively. He was a flawed creation, the eight first-generation kings, and then directly created by him, a prince who was also the first-generation but did not hold the supreme authority."

"Then what level do you think this guy in front of you is?" Old Tang asked with a lucky mentality.

"The perfect monarch who is not yet able to master his own power," Norton said, "is probably the state after Constantine and I devoured each other."

"Damn it! Aren't we going to be in trouble? You said you've met him before, so you haven't offended him, right?" Old Tang shouted in his heart that my life was over.

"No." Norton said.

"Huh... that's okay..." Old Tang breathed a sigh of relief.

"But he killed me, but at that time he was still a blood stealer and needed to cooperate with other blood stealers." Norton said.

"Is it too late for me to write a suicide note?" Old Tang cried sadly.

"Did you wake me up?" Liu Xiu looked at the boss and asked as if he could control his thoughts.

"I think there may be some misunderstanding between us..." The boss shrugged and relaxed.

He actually had no intention of controlling the resurrected person. Based on his superficial research on this set of alchemy tools, it was not impossible to control the resurrected person. Resurrecting a powerful enough being was his basic purpose. , it’s best to be able to control it on this basis, and it doesn’t matter if you can’t control it.

But what Liu Xiu said just now made him very concerned. Could it be that he was really plotted by someone while he was sleeping two thousand years ago? Or is it that the Emperor of the Eastern Han Dynasty just left the means of resurrection for himself, and anyone can be resurrected, and he just happened to be lucky?

"You have merit in waking me up, but it was unintentional." Liu Xiu looked at the boss, "If you are willing to join me, you can be rewarded for unintentional merit."

boss:……

Why do these words sound so familiar?

"It seems that he doesn't want to," Liu Xiu nodded, "then I won't be rewarded for this unintentional contribution."

"Damn! What the hell? Are all emperors so arrogant? That means I'm still very weak now. If I still had the same strength as before, I would kill you right away..." The boss cursed in his heart, "No, I Did you seem to have the same style as him before?"

"I can see that no one should stand in a higher position than me, so I accept your invitation." The boss shrugged, but he was thinking about how to take Mai Shutoku out.

Liu Xiu nodded calmly and said "Yeah" softly.

He will not die. Although the resurrected Emperor of the Eastern Han Dynasty already has power beyond ordinary monarchs, this power alone cannot kill him. However, Shutoku Mai... I don't know how to give her blood with her current power. Can you let her escape?

Maybe... you can rely on him? The boss turned to look at Old Tang.

Old Tang's heart skipped a beat.

Damn it? What are you looking at me for? Didn't you ask me to go up and fight him or take you two away? Is there any question whether I can run away myself?

Where is Brother Fei? Brother Fei, where are you? Something happened here, help! Help!

Old Tang strained his expression and wailed in his heart, praying that Liu Xiu would never recognize him.

Then he saw Liu Xiu's eyes looking at him. After thinking for a few seconds, he asked, "Is it you?"

"No!" Old Tang blurted out.

"You've actually recovered," Liu Xiu seemed a little surprised, "How many years have passed?"

recovery? Mai Shutoku glanced at Old Tang quietly - what does recovery mean? Although I have speculated in this regard before, but...isn't your special mother really a pure-blooded dragon? How many generations of breeding, brother?

"You've got the wrong person, brother. I'm just a soy sauce maker. I've finished making soy sauce. If nothing happens, I'll leave first~" Old Tang's foot slipped, and his whole body moved backwards like a phantom.

Then he hit a transparent barrier.

"When old friends meet, why rush to leave?" Liu Xiu looked at Old Tang, "Tell me, how many years have passed since my death?"

"Actually, it didn't take long," Old Tang saw that he couldn't leave, so he replied bravely, "It's only eighteen hundred years."

"One thousand...eight hundred years?" Liu Xiu's expression finally changed significantly, "It has only been two thousand years since the Xia Dynasty to my great Han Dynasty, but I have been sleeping for one thousand eight hundred years?"

"Then what dynasty is the world in at this time?" Liu Xiu asked again.

"I have been a man for thousands of years, and now of course..." Old Tang wanted to flatter him.

"Of course it died a long time ago," Liu Xiudao said, "How can there be a dynasty in the world that lasts for a thousand years? A dynasty has a weak king and treacherous ministers for a hundred years, making the people of the world miserable. Heroes rise up and build a new dynasty. The ancestors of the Han Dynasty only lasted two hundred years. Long The Great Zhou Dynasty only lasted eight hundred years, one thousand and eight years? If the Great Han Dynasty still exists, it will only be called 'Han'. You are Gongsun Sunyang's Great Situ, how can you not understand this truth?"

Holy shit! Is it really okay for you, an emperor of a feudal dynasty, to have such a high level of consciousness? Old Tang shouted in his heart.

"At this time, will the world be ruled by humans or by dragons?" Liu Xiu stared at Old Tang with burning eyes.

Won't you go out and see for yourself?

Old Tang said cautiously: "That... now is the rule of law."

"Rule of law? Could it be Legalism?" Liu Xiu frowned, "Legalists are upright, but they are too strict. They treat the people as nothing, do not cultivate benevolence, and do not show mercy to the people..."

"You are talking about the legalism of the past and the legalism of today, no, the law is not so strict," Old Tang said, "It will be difficult for me to explain this to you clearly for a while. Otherwise, I will bring you Go out and see for yourself?"

Hurry up and find a way to get out of here. I wonder if Brother Fei can get rid of this evil obstacle.

Old Tang was beating his drum crazily in his heart. According to Norton, although not all hybrids had an undying hostility towards dragons, Liu Xiu had killed many dragons when he conquered the world and established the Eastern Han Dynasty. Even Norton and Constant Both Ding and the monarchs died at the hands of Liu Xiu.

Killing two dragon kings in his life, if Liu Xiu is not a steadfast dragon slayer, then the secret party is probably a human and hybrid traitor who secretly colluded with the dragon clan.

Therefore, Old Tang was afraid that Liu Xiu would suddenly take action. If Liu Xiu took action, he would immediately hand over control of his body to Norton. Although he might be the one who was imprisoned afterwards, if he didn't do this, he would probably have nothing to do afterwards, only It’s a matter of funerals.

"Are you afraid?" Liu Xiu stared into Old Tang's eyes, "Is Mr. Long also afraid?"

Long...Jun?

Mai Shutoku was stunned and turned her head stiffly to look at Old Tang.

If she remembered correctly, in the ancient Chinese mixed-race tradition, they called the prince the Dragon Lord and the monarch...the Dragon Lord.

Depend on!

…

In the laboratory at the base of the Equipment Department, Lu Mingfei was holding a test tube. Suddenly his heart moved and his pupils suddenly shrank.

"This is... divine consciousness? How is it possible! Although it is mottled and messy, and its foundation is frivolous, this is indeed the divine consciousness that can only be born in the Yuan Shen realm." Lu Mingfei has never been so surprised as now, "Could it be that... in this world There are other monks! Are there any other inherited treasures that have survived?"

But...it doesn't make sense. If the other party is also a monk who has inherited treasures, why would his foundation be mottled and mixed like this? Although it is said to be the Yuanshen realm, it is probably only similar to the Yuanying realm cultivated through authentic methods. It is selected by the inherited treasures. The monks should be unique geniuses. There is no reason to cultivate themselves into such a ghost.

Moreover, this spiritual consciousness does not seem to be under the control of its owner. I am afraid that it is just diffused and does not even have the most basic detection ability. Although Lu Mingfei's realm is only to see and touch the heart, in the Book of Heaven After hanging around for a long time, my horizons are not as high as usual.

Lu Mingfei put down the test tube. Although he had no spiritual consciousness, he could feel it and feel the center of it.

After taking out his cell phone and sending a text message to the vice-principal, Lu Mingfei took off his white coat, picked up a few magic weapons he had made, and walked outside.

Although he didn't know what was going on, he had to go see the unidentified monk.

At the same time, Lu Mingfei was highly concentrated and "pinched" a magic formula in the heavenly book - as long as the other party dared to make any changes, he would not hesitate to kill his "kind".

ps: There are fewer posts today because... I'm stuck on the language. I've been stuck on the language for the past two days, and even the progress of the self-study course has been suspended...

If you want to ask Kavin why, I feel ashamed to say that this book is almost 800,000 words long, and now it is officially entering the "main line" (

In addition, this book is expected to be completed with about 1.5 million words, and it is currently halfway through the process! Gu!