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

　　 "That... Lu Mingfei, I bought a bottle of Coke for my tablemate when I went to the school supermarket, but she suddenly didn't want to drink it, would you like it?"

　　 In front of Lu Mingfei, a girl in school uniform and braided braids stood by his desk, holding a bottle of iced Coke with fine water beads on her body, and her cheeks were a little red.

Lu Mingfei looked over the girl’s side and looked towards her seat. The girl next to the seat stared at the girl standing at the table next to Lu Mingfei with a blank expression. He noticed that Lu Mingfei’s gaze swept over and quickly lowered her head in a panic. .

　　 "Thank you, but no need," Lu Mingfei shook his head, picked up his water glass and shook it, "I don't like to drink drinks, ordinary water is pretty good."

　　 "Oh..." The girl apologized in a low voice, "Excuse me, excuse me."

　　 "It's okay," Lu Mingfei shook his head and thanked again, "Thank you."

　　 After chatting casually, watching the girl return to his seat somewhat lost, Lu Mingfei lowered his head and continued to write in the notebook.

　　 It's the big break in the afternoon. Starting from the morning self-study, this is already the third girl to talk to him intentionally or unintentionally, but she was the first to bring a drink directly.

I don’t know if it’s because his skin and temperament have been significantly improved since he started practicing, and even his facial features have slightly changed towards harmony. After only two days of school, many girls in the class looked at his eyes. It's completely different from before.

Cultivation itself is a process of bringing oneself closer to perfection. Although it is impossible to achieve absolute perfection even if the cultivation base reaches the height of ancient gods, it is true that high-level monks are no longer physically the same species as mortals. .

　　 Not to mention lifespan and strength, for some powerful monks, mortals just live by their side, and the breath can strengthen their bodies and prolong their lives.

　　Of course, it is impossible for low-level monks to have such a miracle. At best, their facial features are slightly improved, their complexion is far healthier than ordinary people, their spirits are always full, and their skin is almost free of blemishes, and some of them will have a fragrance of body.

　　 In fact, if you compare Lu Mingfei's current appearance with the previous one, you can find that his facial features are only slightly different from before. Only by carefully observing the comparison can you discover some small differences.

　　 The main reason for the 90-degree change in the eyes of the girls in the class from looking at him from "little transparent" to "copy of Chu Zihang" is actually the change in temperament, or in other words, the change in feeling.

　　 The changes in facial features are subtle and slow, but sometimes the change in temperament takes only a moment.

　　 Besides, Lu Mingfei has undergone almost a whole summer vacation, which is much longer than a moment.

In fact, even Su Xiaoqiao, who would meet him every two or three days throughout the summer vacation, clearly felt that Lu Mingfei was gradually changing-at least Lu Mingfei who was picked up by her at the beginning of the summer vacation and the one before school started. Lu Mingfei has made a clear difference.

　　 If you have to say what the difference is, it is difficult for Su Xiaoyao to have an accurate concept, probably because he feels that Lu Mingfei has become more mature, more confident and calm, and more mysterious at the same time.

　　 It's a pity that the cheapness is still the same cheapness, even because of a little more mature self-confidence and calmness, he seems to be even cheaper...

　　 "Well... let me think about it, is it necessary to add these formulas?"

　　 The nib stroked the paper, the shallow dents penetrated into the ink, leaving a slender and clear handwriting, Lu Mingfei whispered to himself.

He is making a fool's version of physics notes. It is reasonable to say that people who are good in mathematics are generally not bad in physics, but common sense is only suitable for most people, and it is inevitable that a few people will be exceptions-for example, although Su Xiaoqian mathematics The results are not bad, but the physics is relatively poor.

　　 In the words of Su Xiaoyao himself, it is called "incompatibility", in the words of the teacher, it is called "vulnerable subjects". Let Lu Mingfei evaluate it as "a mess."

　　Of course, he didn't dare to say this in front of Su Xiaoyao. When Su Xiaoyao asked him what her grades were like, he just said euphemistically, "There is still a lot of room for improvement in some subjects."

　　 However, as we all know, there is room for improvement, which does not mean that there will be improvement. For example, it is clear that the wallet can hold a thick stack of hundred yuan bills, but most people may not even have a complete one hundred yuan in their wallets.

　　Of course, people can also choose to deposit all their money in the card, but if there are only three or four digits in the amount of deposits with no upper limit, it may not be lost to an empty wallet in terms of pitifulness.

　　Su Xiaoxiao’s wallet has always been filled as much as possible while maintaining its beauty. Lu Mingfei doesn’t know how much money she has in her card, but there should be six figures. It’s a pity that her physical performance is a bit barren.

Therefore, Lu Mingfei is taking advantage of the boring time in school to sum up her current physics knowledge, and make a fool version of physics notebook that is as easy to understand as possible. As for Su Xiaoyao, will it be completely useless because of studying abroad? The college entrance examination results are not important, anyway, idle is idle.

As for the analysis of the drug properties... Lao Tang was to get the money as soon as possible. Now he is analyzing fast and there is no money to get it. Only a few hours a day can get it. It won't be too much to do this stuff every day. Lu Mingfei feels that people will return after all. You should still treat yourself better.

　　 Just when Lu Mingfei was entangled in a few simple formulas whether it was necessary to analyze them for fools, the familiar breath rushed in from the door of the classroom.

　　 "Lu Mingfei! Hurry up to the playground, Brother Chu has a fight with others!"

　　 Su Xiaoyan was panting, and the bangs that had been carefully combed on his forehead were a little messy and stuck to the forehead except for a thin layer of man.

　　 A few classmates who were still in the class during the big break, especially the girls, suddenly became energetic when they heard the words "Brother Chu", and they became worried when they heard "Fighting with others".

　　 Lu Mingfei also turned his head to look at Su Xiaoyan, pondered the meaning of her words, and was shocked: "Who did Brother Chu mutilate?!"

"Beat the disabled?" Su Xiaoyao was taken aback, and shook his head, "Which is so exaggerated, it is just a few outside school guys who often come to our school to bully girls and pull girls around the basketball court on the playground to tell that kind of joke~www.readwn. com~ Some girls were angry with their hippie smiles and wanted to move their hands. As a result, Brother Chu knocked one of them down with a basketball. Now they have surrounded Senior Brother Chu."

　　 "That's it," Lu Mingfei nodded, put down the pen and slowly got up from the seat, "Let's go, go down and collect their bodies."

　　 "Collect the corpse?"

　　 Seeing Lu Mingfei walking towards him, Su Xiaoyao looked dazed.

　　 "It's just an analogy, of course it's not really collecting the corpse," Lu Mingfei explained as he walked, "Go down and see how many of them will get beaten down."

"How many get down?" Su Xiaoyao helped his forehead. "There are more than a dozen of them. Some of them are wearing school uniforms from the sports school next door. It seems that a dozen of them should be from the same school. They must have learned Sanda or Taekwondo, Brother Chu is afraid it is dangerous."

　　 "A dozen schoolmates?" Lu Mingfei walked to Su Xiaoyao and patted her on the shoulder, "Let's go, brothers should be a little bit smarter, they should all lie down when we arrive."

　　 Really a demon, not a demon?

Even if there is no enlightenment, the half-demon has inherited part of the power of the monster. The body is not comparable to ordinary people. Ordinary people have practiced those mortals to the extreme, and their physique is not as good as the ordinary mixed blood descendants of the big monster, even these descendants. Did not step into the road of spiritual practice.

　　 Judging from his breath, if Chu Zihang had not systematically learned martial arts or boxing and Sanda, then a dozen well-trained professional soldiers might be enough to teach him how to be a man, but a dozen individual school students...

　　 Unless they are all talented teenagers who can win first and second prizes in national youth fighting, Sanda, or Taekwondo competitions, Chu Zihang shouldn’t take them too long.

"what?"

　　 Su Xiaoyao stared.