I Was Supposed To Slay the Dragon and Started To Cultivate Immortals Unexpectedly Chapter 311

Angers, with his hands in his pockets, hummed some aria, and walked through the VIP passage of the Municipal Opera.

Lu Mingfei followed him with his head down, 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 after another. red carpet.

Demonic thoughts, this is a peculiar phenomenon that only occurs in a very small number of spiritual monks - and it is not a good phenomenon.

The side effect of the mental state was originally that the cultivator's mood was dissipated due to the rapid growth of the mind, and the character became more unrestrained - to put it bluntly, the mental patient's thinking was broad and the heart was outspoken, but after all, it would not cause a person's temperament to undergo a huge change like a reversal.

But the devil's thoughts are different. Very few monks will have the phenomenon of giving birth to devil thoughts when they are in a state of mind. Together with the devil's thoughts, the cultivator's temperament and behavior will become surly and irritable, and the slightest dissatisfaction will be big. Fight, or even get angry.

Generally speaking, about 30% of the monks who are born with demonic thoughts can gradually get rid of the intrusion of demonic thoughts by themselves. If it is a monk of Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism, the proportion can be increased to about 60%, and the rest will be completely lost. Reasonable, or degenerate into an evil cultivator who does all evil and then be cleaned up by the righteous sect.

Lu Mingfei had never considered the possibility that he would give birth to demonic thoughts before, because it is reasonable to say that demonic thoughts will only be born in monks who are seriously deficient in mood - to put it bluntly, only monks who have very serious psychological problems or psychological shadows themselves Magical thoughts will only be born after entering the state of mind.

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

He feels that he has been a little lonely since he was a child, and his personality is a little bit lazy, but everything else is quite normal.

Lu Mingfei was puzzled.

However, the top priority now is not to explore why he gave birth to the devil, but to find a way to get rid of the devil as soon as possible, otherwise if he really goes into the devil and becomes a cultist, what will happen to him himself? Dare to think.

"Mingfei? Mingfei?" Anger patted Lu Mingfei's shoulder with a puzzled look, "What are you thinking about? I called you several times and you didn't respond."

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

"What? Is there anything wrong with that keel?"

After all, it cost 300 million US dollars to buy it. Hearing Lu Mingfei's words, even someone like Angers who doesn't take money very much is a little nervous - wouldn't it be buying fake and shoddy products?

Lu Mingfei pondered the wording, but he couldn't say, "I feel that the breath on the keel is a bit like the dragon that attacked us in the Three Gorges before, and it's a bit like a dragon king I've seen before."

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

Higher than the next-generation duke? Isn't that... the first generation? !

Angers made a violent gesture, indicating that Lu Mingfei should not continue talking, this environment is not suitable for talking about such an important matter.

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

Angers said that the game can be held, but it must be ensured that the vice-principal cannot be present at the game site, lest the game develop in some subtle and bad direction.

After speaking, the principal sighed and said that he actually wanted to hold this beauty pageant. If the vice-principal never 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 it was easy to do, wouldn't he just tell the vice-principal not to appear in the school again, he promised to do things neatly, cut down the grass and root, once and for all, and there would be no future troubles.

"Ah... ah sneeze!"

Far away in the loft of the bell tower of Kassel Academy, the vice-principal, who was playing his newly purchased Dead or Alive: Beach Volleyball 2 on his Xbox, sneezed violently.

The red Cadillac DTS was driving on the streets of Chicago. The wine and linen in the car was leaning lazily on the back seat sofa of this presidential luxury car. The robes she had worn in the auction were randomly stacked and thrown in the corner.

Now she is wearing a black leather jacket and leather pants and a red short leather jacket. She has nothing in common with the **** girl who was wearing a veil and covered almost every inch of her skin under the robe - except for the charming His eyes and a tinge of crimson at the corners of his eyes.

Su Enxi used to tease that her figure didn't look like a ninja at all. How could anyone who does secret work have an excellent figure that can be remembered for at least 30 years at a glance? If a ninja like her wanted to hide her identity to perform a mission, she not only had to cover her face, but she also had to cover her body by the way.

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

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

"Nice job, I've already seen an extra $300 million in the account, and after deducting the auction fee, the net profit is 290 million." The voice of chewing potato chips came from the other side of the phone.

"These mixed-race families are really rich, and they are willing to spend 300 million for a keel," Jiude Mai said with emotion, "You don't need to let me play the atmosphere at all, their bids are even more intense than mine, and in the end, I paid for it myself. I can't afford the money."

"It's not all families. Isn't the Solomon Temple Society and Cassel both organizations? And they are super rich organizations."

"Isn't Cassell the secret party's name changed in front of the stage? It's essentially the aggregated product of a bunch of ancient European mixed-race families. To put it bluntly, it's a family alliance," Jiude Mai complained, "It's the Solomon Temple. It will be very evil, doing business with those mixed-race families, but more money than the family."

"They, they open a bank, and it's a mixed-race bank. The whole of Europe will dare to say that the secret party is richer than them, but no matter how rich it is, it is a first-class organization. Giants," Su Enxi said with emotion, "no matter how much money there is, it's essentially just a pile of paper. In peace, these papers are worth thousands of gold, but once the smoke of gunpowder rises, only gold, silver and swords are valuable."

"The Temple of Solomon probably doesn't see themselves that way," Jude Mai sneered, "They should still think that as long as there are those ways to control dragons, their strength is enough to compete with the Secret Party. It's interesting, don't they know Has the secret party been a madman for dragon slaying for thousands of years? If Kassel, the dragon slaying academy, wants to beat them someday, wouldn't it be the right professional match?”

"By the way," mocking Solomon Temple, Jiude Mai said, "I just saw Lu Mingfei at the auction, that kid is getting more and more terrifying, for a moment, I just looked at him There is a splitting headache in his eyes. I now seriously suspect that he may be a dragon king disguised as a human, just like Lao Tang."

Su Enxi on the other end of the phone sighed.

Since the last time I learned in Kassel that Lao Tang is the Dragon King, Jiu De Mai has suffered from mild PTSD, and everyone who reads www.uukanshu.com feels like the Dragon King.

"Headmaster, the old friend you said is inside?"

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

"That's right, let's go," Ang hot headed and reminded, "Mingfei, don't feel restrained, just play freely."

"Well, I understand." Lu Mingfei nodded.

He had a question he wanted to ask the principal right now—did you put Fingal in this negotiation too?

Otherwise, why is there a breath of Fingal in the mixed race in this room?

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