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

Angers put his hands in his pockets and hummed some aria as he walked through the VIP aisle of the Municipal Opera House.

Lu Mingfei followed him with his head lowered, like a well-behaved young man who followed his elders step by step. The precious and authentic oil paintings hanging on both sides of the narrow passage were left behind one by one. Lu Mingfei stared at the paintings under his feet that covered the entire passage. red carpet.

Demonic thoughts, this is a strange phenomenon that only appears in a very small number of monks in the mind-moving realm - and it is not a good phenomenon.

The side effect of the heartbeat state was originally that the mind's rapid growth caused the monk's mind to diverge and his personality to become more unrestrained - to put it bluntly, the mental patient's thinking became more outspoken and outspoken, but in the end it would not cause a huge change in a person's temperament.

But demonic thoughts are different. A very small number of monks will have demonic thoughts when their hearts are in a state of excitement. When the demonic thoughts come together, the monks' character and behavior will become surly and irritable, and the slightest displeasure will be serious. Fight, even get angry and murderous.

Generally speaking, about 30% of the monks who are born with demonic thoughts can gradually get rid of the intrusion of demonic thoughts on their own. If they are monks from the three schools of Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism, this proportion can increase to about 60%, while the rest will either become obsessed and completely lose their minds. , or they will degenerate into evil cultivators and be eliminated by the righteous sect.

Lu Mingfei had never considered the possibility that he would have demonic thoughts before, because logically speaking, demonic thoughts would only be born in monks with serious mental deficiencies - to put it bluntly, only those who have very serious psychological problems or psychological shadows themselves The monks will only have demonic thoughts after entering the state of mind.

Lu Mingfei felt that although he could not be said to be particularly mentally healthy as he had lived in his uncle's and aunt's house since he was very young, he should be a little worse than ordinary people at most. After all, although his uncle and aunt used the money sent by his parents to favor them. Son, but after all, I have never abused him as an outsider. At most, I am a little biased. Although it is a bit unreasonable, it is not to the point of being unconscionable. It will not cause him any serious psychological problems. ?

He felt that apart from living a lonely life and being a bit lazy since he was a child, he felt that in other aspects he was quite normal. How could he have developed demonic thoughts?

Lu Mingfei was puzzled.

However, the top priority now is not to explore why he has the evil thoughts, but to find a way to get rid of the evil thoughts as soon as possible. Otherwise, if he really goes crazy and becomes an evil cultivator, he will not know what he will do. Dare to think.

"Mingfei? Mingfei?" Angre patted Lu Mingfei on the shoulder with a puzzled look on his face, "What are you thinking so absorbed in? I called you several times and you didn't respond."

"Oh," Lu Mingfei, who was deep in thought, came back to his senses and shook his head, "It's nothing, I was just thinking about the keel."

"What? What's wrong with the keel?"

After all, it cost 300 million U.S. dollars to buy it. After hearing what Lu Mingfei said, even a person like Angers who didn't use money as money was a little nervous - could he have bought a fake product?

Lu Mingfei thought about the wording. He couldn't say, "I feel that the aura on the dragon bones is a bit like the dragons that attacked us in the Three Gorges before, and a bit like a dragon king I have seen."

"I don't know if it's my imagination, but there seems to be a higher level of power in that dragon bone than the next generation of Duke." Lu Mingfei decided to tell the truth - the abridged version of the truth is also the truth, just like the abridged version of the movie is also a movie .

Higher than the next generation Duke? Isn't that...the first generation species? !

Ange gestured fiercely to signal Lu Mingfei not to continue. This environment was not suitable for talking about such an important matter.

Lu Mingfei nodded clearly and naturally changed the topic to whether the principal planned to hold a bikini beauty contest in the school.

Angers said that the competition can be held, but it must be ensured that the vice principal cannot be present at the competition site to prevent the competition from developing in some subtle and bad direction.

After saying this, the principal sighed and said that he actually wanted to hold this beauty contest. If the vice-principal hardly ever left the school, he would have chosen a time when the vice-principal was not in the school to hold the contest.

Lu Mingfei immediately sharpened his knife and said that this matter would be easy to handle. Wouldn't it be just to ask the vice principal not to appear in the school again? He promised to do the matter cleanly, eradicate the root cause, once and for all, and there would be no future troubles.

"Ah...ah sneeze!"

Far away in the attic of the clock tower of Kassel College, the vice-principal who was playing the newly purchased "Dead or Alive: Beach Volleyball 2" on Xbox suddenly sneezed violently.

…

The red Cadillac DTS was driving on the streets of Chicago. In the car, Mai Likutoku was lazily leaning on the back seat sofa of the presidential luxury car. The robe she had worn at the auction house was piled up and thrown in the corner.

She is now wearing a black leather jacket, leather trousers, and a short red leather jacket. She has no resemblance to the Islamic girl who wore a veil before, covering almost every inch of her skin under the robe - except for the charming His eyes and a hint of blush at the corners of his eyes.

Su Enxi always used to tease her that her figure didn't look like a ninja at all. How could anyone who worked undercover have such a great figure that people would remember for at least thirty years at a glance? If a ninja like her wanted to hide her identity and perform a mission, she not only had to cover her face, but she also had to cover her body.

In the past, she only thought it was Su Enxi's teasing, but she didn't expect that today she would actually wrap herself in a robe - to be honest, there was nothing about this outfit that fit her clothing preferences.

"It's done, sold for 300 million." She leaned on the seat, crossed her long legs, and answered the car phone.

"Well done. I've seen an extra 300 million US dollars in the account here. After deducting the auction commission, the net profit is 290 million." The sound of chewing potato chips came from the other side of the phone.

"These mixed-race families are so rich, they are willing to spend 300 million for a dragon bone," Mai Shutoku sighed. "There is no need for you to let me be the one to stir up the atmosphere. Their bids were more fierce than mine. In the end, I paid for it myself." I can’t afford the money.”

"It's not all about family. Aren't the Solomon Temple and Kassel both organizations? And they're super-rich organizations."

"Isn't Kassel just the secret party that changed its name on stage? It's essentially the aggregation of a bunch of ancient European mixed-race families. To put it bluntly, it's a family alliance," Mai Shutoku complained, "but it's the Solomon Temple. It would be quite evil to do business with those mixed-race families but make more money than the family."

"They, they open a bank, and they open a mixed-race bank. In the whole of Europe, only the secret party dares to say that it is richer than them, but no matter how rich it is, it is just a first-class organization, and it is not considered a member of the mixed-race world. "A giant," Su Enxi lamented, "No matter how much money you have, you are essentially just a pile of paper. In peacetime, these papers are worth tens of thousands of gold, but once the smoke rises, only gold, silver and swords are valuable."

"The Solomon Temple Club probably doesn't see themselves that way," Mai Shutoku sneered, "They should still feel that as long as they have those methods to control dragons, they are strong enough to compete with the secret party. It's really interesting, don't they know Have the Secret Party been dragon-slaying lunatics for thousands of years? If the Dragon-Slaying Academy in Kassel wants to beat them one day, wouldn’t it be the right professional counterpart?"

"By the way," Jiude Mai said after mocking the Solomon Temple meeting, "I just saw Lu Mingfei at the auction house. That kid was getting more and more scary. For a moment, I just looked at him. My eyes feel like they have a splitting headache. Now I seriously suspect that he may be a dragon king disguised as a human just like Old Tang."

Su Enxi on the other end of the phone sighed.

Ever since she learned that Tang was the Dragon King last time in Kassel, Mai Shutoku had suffered from mild PTSD and looked like a Dragon King to everyone she looked at.

…

"Principal, is the old friend you mentioned inside?"

Lu Mingfei and Ange stood in the corner of the corridor. In front of them was a dark red wall, but with Lu Mingfei's eyesight, he could easily see the secret door hidden in the wall.

"That's right, let's go," Ange nodded and reminded, "Mingfei, don't feel restrained, just feel free to express yourself."

"Yes, I understand." Lu Mingfei nodded.

He now has a question he wants to ask the principal - did you also insert Fingel into this negotiation?

Otherwise, why would there be an aura among the hybrids in this room that belongs to Fingel?