Wu Sheng Lu Mingfei of the Dragon Clan

Chapter 21 Sadness

"Of course, the times are advancing, and today's mixed-race awakening has a fairly simple method, as for the specifics."

Lu Mingze smiled viciously.

"" In a few months, brother, you will know.

"Riddler get the hell out of Gotham!"

"hey-hey."

"Here comes the important point, brother."

"The so-called spiritual vision is the illusion seen by the hybrids when they awaken their dragon personality."

"Often the saddest thing in their past life."

"Of course, this is just a superficial cognition of mixed races."

"Like the golden pupil, the phenomenon of spiritual vision is also a heritage inherited by the hybrids from their dragon ancestors."

"Brother, I need to emphasize one point."

Lu Mingze raised his index finger.

"Dragons are immortal."

"In addition to the four elements of earth, water, fire, and wind, dragons have actually touched the realm of the soul. This is a great authority that hybrids can't hope to achieve. They think that modern science has smoothed the gap between themselves and dragons. But the mystery of the soul is that there is a gulf between man and dragon."

"As long as human beings cannot understand and understand the soul, they will not be able to touch the seat of dragons."

"It is precisely because of the dragon's deep understanding of the soul that it laid the foundation for their cocooning and reincarnation."

"Yes, reincarnation."

Having said this, he glanced at Lu Mingfei.

Brother now seems to call himself Yan Luo.

Lu Mingze dabbled a lot in his long life, including the ancient oriental myths.

In mythology, Yan Luo is the god who is in charge of the underworld and the underworld, and is also in charge of reincarnation.

And reincarnation is the secret key to the immortality of dragons.

Controlling reincarnation is almost equivalent to controlling the life and death of dragons.

Yan Luo, does brother have any special plans?
Lu Mingze thought.

He didn't show it on his face, he was still smiling, and continued to tell.

"I just talked about reincarnation."

"The specifics are also very simple. Dragons will leave a cocoon for resurrection before they are alive. When they die, their souls will be transferred to the cocoon and wait for the preset time to wake up."

"The dragons who have just awakened need a period of time to recover their memory. This is their most vulnerable day, and it is often accompanied by the occurrence of spiritual vision. It is not until they regain the vast memory and power of the dragon that the spiritual vision stops."

"That is to say, as long as there is dragon blood in the body, there will be spiritual vision."

Lu Mingfei concluded.

"I see, so, are you talking so much just to popularize the genealogy of cold-blooded reptiles with me?"

"No, Lingshi, Lingshi, brother."

Lu Mingze smiled helplessly and dotingly.

"I told you that from the beginning."

"On the rooftop, you called me."

He swung his legs and looked at the dull sun in the sky.

"Perhaps you don't know, brother. At that time, you had already ignited the golden pupil."

"Even if it's just for a moment."

"but me."

He smiled and curled his eyebrows, looking very good-looking and delicate.

"It's my brother's spiritual vision."

There is Madame Tussaud's Wax Museum on Baker Street in the UK. She was an ingenious girl who once made wax figures for Voltaire. Standing together with real people, her works are as indistinguishable as twins.

Jay Chou also has a wax figure of Madame Tussauds in Hong Kong, and he wrote it into the song that Superman can't fly.

Madame Tussauds' wax artists are well-known all over the world and are elites in this field. They are very confident, as if there is no one they can't make in the world.

But if they saw Lu Mingze at this time, they would scratch their heads and scratch their heads, even holding tools would be useless.

After all, how can mortals describe the appearance of gods?

This kid is still pretty.

Lu Mingfei thought.

"Wait, isn't it?"

He yelled. .

"Didn't you say that spiritual vision is a sad thing, then why is my spiritual vision you!"

Lu Mingze just smiled, obviously so gentle, but for some reason, Lu Mingfei felt that the child was so sad, so sad that he couldn't speak.

How should I express that pain? It cannot be simply described as being like a sea tide.

Let's say that.

When you watch movies when you are young, you will cry because of the love and parting of the characters.

And when you grow up, experience love, and also experience parting, watch movies again, think of some people and things, but you can no longer cry.

Just plain sad.

Lu Mingfei was a little flustered.

"Okay, if you say it's spiritual vision, then it's spiritual vision, it's all up to you."

"So I'm also a mixed race, grandpa's grandpa's grandpa, and one of my ancestors was also a flying lizard."

"Elemental breath, ahhhhhhhh, why is there no fireball? Didn't I ignite the golden pupils according to what you said? The quality of these colored contact lenses is flawed. Do you want to give them a warranty?"

Lu Mingfei didn't know what he was talking about, but he was a little flustered. Just kidding, his majestic Lord Yan Luo actually had a day of flustered.

But this is unreasonable, seeing Lu Mingze's face makes him feel uncomfortable, he wants to hug this child and cry bitterly, and then burn the world to ashes, leaving only each other.

Is this still him?
Lu Mingfei shook his head, using Waigang's martial arts will to forcibly suppress many distracting thoughts.

His face turned pale, but his panic was gone, he heaved a long sigh of relief, it was okay, if he hadn't been to Kyushu and cultivated to be number one in the world, now that these distracting thoughts are emerging, he might become another People, that will be a look that even he feels strange.

"I've said it all, it's the spirit of speech, there is no elemental breath."

Lu Mingze said.

"And, brother, you are not a mixed race."

"Could it be that I'm still a dragon?"

Lu Mingfei didn't think about it.

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, he froze.

Dubiously looking at Lu Mingze, the kid was smiling, and the more he looked, the more he looked like Black Butler's Sebastian.

"Wait, you're not a dragon, are you? You're a devil at all. You wear a suit all day long."

{I would rather. }
Lu Mingze sighed worriedly, put his hands on it, he was extremely distressed.

"Originally, I planned to make a deal with you. I didn't expect you, brother, to be so powerful that you can deny my authority. The plan was stillborn."

"Trade? Trade what?"

"Of course, brother, your life."

Lu Mingfei punched him on the head.

"You are so courageous, you dare to attack the doctrine of Lord Yan Luo of your family."

"It's too much, it hurts, bro!"

"However, in this way, trading life, you really are a little devil!"

"It's not like that, brother."

The little devil shook his head obediently.

"I'm a monster just like you."

"monster?"

Lu Mingfei has a big head.

"Didn't you just say that dragons and humans fell in love and killed each other, and you didn't mention monsters. Where did this monster jump out of the setting? Explain, brother devil."

"If you explain it, how should you say it?"

"A monster is a monster."

"It's not the same as if you didn't say it."

"I can't help it either."

"In short, a monster is a monster."

(End of this chapter)