Dragon Clan: Lu Mingfei’s Growth Life Simulator

The sun was setting in the west, and the scorching heat gradually dissipated with the arrival of darkness. The cicadas had been chirping all day, and they were so tired that they made no sound.

Over in the courtyard, the Purgatory brothers were indulging in practicing swordplay hehehehahaha.

Auntie Liaohuo thoughtfully handed her husband and Shi Zhifei a moist towel, and left with a tacit understanding, leaving the large tea room to the two of them.

She knew that the two of them had something to talk about.

Uncle Purgatory wiped his cheeks with a cold towel, and recovered from the graceful figure disappearing in the aisle, but he could not hide the smile intoxicated with happiness at the corner of his mouth.

Shaking his head slightly, he thought of what he should do and looked at Shi Zhifei who was drinking warm tea to moisten his throat.

"Are you aware of the bottleneck? Mingfei."

"Well," Shi Chuangfei scratched his head helplessly, feeling a little downcast.

"Just like when I was learning water breathing, I have indeed fallen into a new bottleneck."

"But fortunately, at least I have learned all the sword moves. It is much better than when I had to practice swinging the sword every night but could not learn water breathing at all with half the effort."

He put his hands behind his back, stretched his legs casually, looked at the rising lavender dusk, and couldn't help but sigh,

"Come to think of it, if Teacher Lintaki hadn't found a new way and used a clever way to call me on-demand, I would have been trapped in anxiety for a long time."

It's much better now,

At least Shi Zhifei, who has initially come into contact with and understood the word "quiet" from the heart, will no longer be as irritated as a monkey whose butt is burned because of the stagnant breath of fire.

"Haha, is that so?"

Uncle Purgatory hugged each other with his hands, put them in each other's cuffs, and lowered his voice,

"So Mingfei, you should have noticed the similarities between the current situation and the previous situation."

"Uncle Purgatory, are you talking about the character of mind?"

After nearly five months of trial and study, Shi Zhifei already understood what he was doing.

Tolerating all rivers, he is gathering the strengths of hundreds of schools of thought, breaking through the sky with a spear, and finding his own path!

But how can the practice of swords and swords be limited to superficial moves?

The meaning and truth behind it are even more important!

So what he needs to do is not only learn sword moves, but also clear his mind.

Not only cultivating one’s body, but also cultivating one’s nature.

In this way, the results of his practice will not only be limited to swords, but will also have an impact on his life.

Just like a butterfly flapping its wings, it will surely stir up a hurricane in the future!

Shi Ting is not clear at all. While replying, his eyes flashed with a little confusion:

"But if you understand, you don't necessarily know where the specific problem lies."

"As expected, I'm still too stupid."

Mastering sword moves is easy. Once you have a good physical foundation, as long as you can see through the operating patterns and understand the basic rules, nothing will be a problem.

But intelligence and cultivating one's nature are like a carp leaping over a dragon's gate. The result is promising, but the process is so difficult!

"Ming Fei, don't belittle yourself. It's already great to reach this level before the age of twelve." Uncle Purgatory chuckled and shook his head.

"You know, it took me twenty years to get to where you are now."

"Uncle Purgatory, please stop flattering me," Shi Shengfei shook his head in embarrassment, pursed his lips and smiled naively:

"I just have better luck in this life."

lucky?

Uncle Purgatory's face froze suddenly, and he carefully looked at Shi's transparent and non-serious expression before confirming that this boy was not mocking him in a wilted manner.

After all, the word luck is the greatest insult that a genius can give to a person with mediocre qualifications.

He shook his head and had no intention of saying these words.

Shi Tingshi didn't realize that he was a genius. No matter what other people said, they couldn't change his mind.

Today, Purgatory Makijuro has more important things to do.

He looked seriously at the young man in front of him, his eyes like the blazing sun.

"In view of your current situation, I, who will live thirty or forty years longer than you, should be able to help."

Shi Tingfei blinked and listened doubtfully to the questions asked by Uncle Purgatory.

"Mingfei, do you know yourself?"

Noticing Tokiko Fei's confused expression, Purgatory Makijuro smiled awkwardly and scratched the back of his head.

"Don't you understand? Yes, the scope is a bit wide. Let me put it in another way, why did you wield the sword Mingfei?"

Why are you wielding the knife?

Shi Zhongfei suddenly understood the question that Uncle Purgatory really wanted to ask, and couldn't help but ask himself this question in his heart.

To gain strength.

So why gain power?

In order not to become food for evil spirits, in order to be able to cut off the evil spirits' heads, and also to protect them!

Dad, Mom, Grandpa, Butterfly Sisters. More and more people he knows are the ones he protects.

Although it may be a bit arrogant to think so,

But Shi Xingfei felt that if he didn't wield the sword, the cherished people he knew might be in greater danger because of his inaction.

And this will make him think that it's his fault.

right!

Shi Tingli Fei frowned, and he had the answer to the question in his mind.

He fought tooth and nail to kill evil spirits and protect the people he cherished!

He wielded the knife so that he would not cry in the heavy rain and thunder because of the loss of a word!

Thinking of this, my thoughts become clear, and I sometimes express my inner thoughts openly and calmly.

"Uncle Purgatory, I wield the sword to protect you."

"If there were no evil spirits in this world, if dad, mom, grandpa, Shinobu, Kanae and everyone else could live in the sunshine without any worries, and sleep peacefully at night without burning the wisteria flower stove."

When the topic changed, he curled his lips, rolled his eyes and waved his hands, saying,

"I'm too lazy to swing a knife."

If you still exercise yourself in a masochistic way while living in peaceful times, isn't that a disease?

Who doesn’t want to live a leisurely life when there is nothing to do but plant flowers, sip tea, learn to draw, etc.

He thought about it anyway.

"Are you wielding a sword to protect yourself?"

Uncle Purgatory understood this, and couldn't help but talk endlessly with emotion,

"I'm like this too. I started wielding the sword in order to protect others, Xingjuro and Senjuro, especially Fenghuo."

"I believe this is the case for most people except those who pick up the Nichirin Sword out of hatred."

He let out a heavy breath and changed the topic, attracting Shi Zhifei's attention.

"But, Mingfei, just wielding the sword for protection is not enough."

"If the reason why you become stronger is because of the dangers from the outside world and to protect others, you might as well think about it. What if, I mean what if the person who carries all your will disappears due to various reasons? What will it become?”

If that happens.

No matter whether the reason is because of yourself, you will blame yourself very much!

Then, it collapsed with the disappearance of the guardian object!

Ignoring Tokiko's frozen expression due to his enlightenment, Purgatory Makijuro stood up, his upper body completely submerged in the shadow of the screen.

His eyes fell on the eldest son's orange-red hair in the courtyard, and he couldn't help but smile, but with a little self-deprecation!

"Ming Fei"

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