Lu Mingfei, the Martial Saint of the Dragon Clan

The clouds were broken and the moon was bright, and there was no more terrifying sky phenomenon. The demons and ghosts looked up blankly, only to see that the road was not independent in the sky, like a god or a demon.

Shuten Doji shouted, waving his mace.

"Wan Sheng!"

The mood of carnival instantly infected the entire plain.

The demons followed and waved their weapons.

"Wan Sheng!"

"Wan Sheng!"

"Wan Sheng!"

Fenrir flapped his wings, glanced at the sea of ​​people below, and couldn't help but shrink his neck.

What a scary dragon.

TV is still fun.

Lu Mingfei stared at the sky.

That must be the will of this world.

When he finally retreated, Lu Mingfei grabbed a piece of information.

He also understood the location of the last dangerous place in this world.

Deep in the Santu River, there is the Tomb of the Emperor.

I see.

Lu Mingfei was stunned.

He understood why some monks had been waiting for Yuan Zhisheng and finally guided Yuan Zhisheng into this Nibelung.

The underworld is just an illusion. The true face of the Nibelungen here should be the tomb of the emperor.

The emperor here is not the lineage of the imperial palace of an outside country, but the three inner families of the eight Seraki families, the Tachibana family, the Minamoto family, and the Uesugi family.

These are three special bloodlines.

Their status is equivalent to that of the four great monarchs, and they are all the first generation species.

But there is a huge difference in strength.

Lu Mingfei was also curious about the reason.

That's probably it.

They are incomplete.

Therefore, after death, the bones are sent to this special Nibelung.

I have to say this is a big deal.

A piece of Nibelung was actually used as a tomb.

The final destination is not hard to guess either.

Lu Mingfei looked far away.

Over there is the Santu River.

I remember that Yuan Zhisheng had already gone to Santu River.

In other words, Minamoto Chisheng is about to arrive at the Emperor's Tomb.

Perhaps Minamoto Chisheng was already accepting the inheritance of Amaterasu at this time.

It's a pity that the girl and Eriki didn't come.

If they were here, they would probably be able to obtain the inheritance of Tsukuyomi and Susano'o.

no.

Lu Mingfei thought this was too wasteful.

I don’t know how many generations of inheritance have been accumulated, but I can’t get it.

Such a waste.

I have to go to the Emperor's Tomb.

Maybe there is a way to take away the legacy of Tsukuyomi and Susano'o.

When the time comes, it will be used by the young girl and Eri, and maybe the young girl will be able to achieve the true combat power of the first generation species.

Even if the young girl cannot reach the level of the first generation, it doesn't matter. The point is Eri. Maybe she can get the inheritance of Tsukuyomi and the blood curse that threatens Eri's life can be easily solved.

Thinking of this, Lu Mingfei became more determined to get the inheritance.

At worst, the entire emperor's tomb will be packed up and taken away.

Wait, what am I thinking? It’s just the emperor’s tomb. Soon the entire Nibelungen will be mine, so what do I have to worry about?

Lu Mingfei smiled slightly.

"Come."

Fenrir, who had always been paying attention to Lu Mingfei's demeanor, quickly came over.

"Welcome our lord to return from defeating the sky!"

Shuten Doji was the first to shout.

Countless demons and ghosts immediately followed.

Oni General and Bai Xueji secretly glanced at Shuten Doji.

As expected of you, you are always one step ahead.

Shuten Doji was secretly proud.

He is an expert in the field of flattery.

Lu Mingfei listened silently.

It has to be said that Rao feels somewhat embarrassed when he hears it now because of his rich experience of traveling across the nine states and the whole world.

What does it mean to cut down the sky and return?

I sound like a monkey.

Is there a Tathagata Buddha that has to pop out somewhere?

Lu Mingfei pressed his hands.

The demons stopped shouting.

From this detail, we can see the majesty of Lu Mingfei.

"Follow me to Santu River."

There is a commotion of demons.

But it was quickly appeased.

As we all know, Santu River is a dangerous place, and all the demons and ghosts who go to Santu River die without exception.

Now, it has reached the point where mentioning Santu River will make people tremble subconsciously.

But this was Lu Mingfei's order.

There is no need to doubt or doubt, all they can do is obey, nothing more.

The army sets off.

"Jiutun, I'll give you your ghost car."

"Thank you, Lord."

Shuten Doji was proud of himself and glanced at General Oni and Bai Xueji excitedly.

As you can see, it is obvious at a glance who the Lord values ​​the most, and it goes without saying.

The ghost general remained silent while Bai Xueji chuckled.

Shuten Doji walked towards the ghost carriage with square steps.

"You come with me."

Lu Mingfei, who stood above Fenrir's head, said so.

"yes!"

Bai Xueji and the two stepped on the invisible stairs and stood beside Lu Mingfei.

Shuten-dozi, half of his body in the ghost car, felt as if he had been struck by lightning.

He looked at the ghost car and then at Fenrir.

Regret, regret, unwillingness.

Various expressions flashed across his face alternately.

Compared with standing behind Lu Mingfei, a ghost car is nothing.

The opportunity to get close to Lu Mingfei was more important than anything else.

Shuten Doji quickly made a decision, abandoned the ghost car, and followed Peipianpian.

"Do any of you know him?"

Lu Mingfei pointed at the young novice monk.

It was the little novice monk who opened the door to the Nibelungen for Lu Mingfei and Yuan Zhisheng.

He was unconscious at the moment.

Surprisingly, the young novice appeared together with Fenrir.

According to Fenrir, this little novice fell from the sky and suddenly appeared in front of Fenrir.

Fenrir felt that the little novice monk was special and not delicious, so he took him with him.

When Fenrir said these words, he looked around, and his majestic dragon face was forced to make a guilty expression, which was also a gift.

This guy must be hiding something.

Lu Mingfei thought.

Lu Mingfei just watched with his eyes. Within a moment, Fenrir was defeated.

"sorry Sorry."

"I admit."

Fenrir closed his eyes tightly.

"He was knocked unconscious by me."

Understood.

It turned out that Fenrir was driving his Nibelungen around in the depths of the earth, and he accidentally crashed into this hellish spring.

Fenrir was slightly dizzy from the impact. When he reacted, there was such a young monk in front of him.

If you ask Fenrir, you will definitely not be able to find out the origin of this young novice, and your hope will still have to be placed on a few other people.

"This is... the gravekeeper."

Shuten Doji exclaimed.

The ghost general and Bai Xueji respectively guard the ghost city. Although they are well-informed, they rarely go out, unlike this drunken boy who wanders around.

"Gravekeeper."

Bai Xueji nodded slowly when she heard this.

"I have heard of it before."

"It's indeed him."

Gravekeeper, that sounds really intriguing.

Lu Mingfei thought to himself.

He asked about the origin of the name of the tomb keeper. Shuten Doji hesitated and couldn't explain it.

"A tombkeeper is a tombkeeper, there's nothing else to it."

Shuten Doji scratched his head.

Lu Mingfei probably had some concerns.

Since he is a tomb keeper, there must be a tomb to guard. In this Nibelungen, the tomb that can be buried is obvious, the tomb of the emperor deep in the Santu River.

But why is this tombkeeper outside the Nibelungen?

Could it be that the entire Nibelungen is the tomb of the emperor?

Lu Mingfei felt that his guess was very bold, but it seemed to be very close to the truth.

Of course, you will know the exact truth once you wake up the young monk and ask.

Just...how to wake up?

Lu Mingfei tried to pinch the person, but there was no response. Several big monsters also showed their magical powers, including Ghost General's evil spirit, Bai Xueji's ice and snow, and Shuten Boy's mace.

Well, forget it.

The little novice monk was beaten all over again.

Apart from turning paler, there was no sign of waking up.

never mind.

Lu Mingfei stopped paying attention.

Just a gravekeeper.

I have entered the tomb you were guarding. Do I care whether you are awake or not?

Ahead is the Santu River.

Only when I got closer did I realize it.

The Santu River is magical. The river water has clear distinctions and has three flow speeds: rapid, even and slow.

Lu Mingfei looked at the Santu River in front of him, corroborating it with the Huangquan records in his memory.

I remember that they were divided according to the sins of the undead. The sins were different, and the river section where they were finally thrown into was also different.

The army stopped here.

The rumors of Santu River appeared in the hearts of all the demons and ghosts.

This is a dead place and no one can pass through it.

All the demons and ghosts who tried to enter the Santu River died.

Without exception.

A demon secretly looked at Lu Mingfei's back.

They want to know what their lord is thinking.

Do you really want to enter the Santu River?

A big tengu emerged from the crowd.

"My lord, I would like to be a pioneer."

This is life-threatening.

In fact, this is the thought of many demons and ghosts.

Maybe Lu Mingfei doesn't know what Santu River represents.

It's no secret that Lu Mingfei is an alien monster.

They can understand the foreign monsters even if they don't take Santu River seriously.

After all, everyone is like this, hearing is false and seeing is believing. What others say is other people's business. They only believe what they see with their own eyes.

Maybe Lu Mingfei is the same.

That's why this big tengu behaves.

He wanted to use his life to demonstrate to Lu Mingfei.

Perhaps after witnessing how the Santu River swallowed up lives, Lu Mingfei had some ideas and found a way to cross the Santu River.

"Back off."

Lu Mingfei waved.

He took the initiative and stood by the Santu River, looking down.

"A place of death?"

At this time, deep in the Santu River, there was a large tomb at the bottom of the river.

This tomb has three gates. Deep in the middle gate, Yuan Zhisheng sits cross-legged with a spider cut on his knees.

Many demon swords are named after their past battle records. For example, this spider cutter was named after it once killed a ghost spider.

Yuan Zhisheng only thought it was a legend.

Only now did I realize that what was the legend, both the ghost spider and the Shuten boy were real monsters.

Just because you haven't seen them doesn't mean they don't exist.

Since entering Huangquan, Yuan Zhisheng has seen many monsters.

Countless narrow escapes from death.

Finally, one monster after another was killed by him.

During this process, Yuan Zhisheng clearly felt that he was getting stronger.

Sure enough, fighting is the fastest way for hybrids to become stronger.

Especially life and death battles.

If he could go back a few days and face Zhisheng again, with Yuan Zhisheng's current strength, he could even easily kill her opponent.

Of course, this scene was not what Yuan Zhisheng wanted to see.

It's just that Yuan Zhisheng lacks a suitable unit of measurement for combat power.

The others were too weak, and Lu Mingfei was too strong. After much deliberation, only the young girl was just right.

Yuan Zhisheng has a feeling that the Nibelungs on this side are like a battlefield tailor-made for him.

Until a certain moment.

Those voices sounded in Yuan Zhisheng's heart.

It is a voice that is full of intimacy and sounds like it comes from the deepest part of my heart.

By the time he reacted, he was already standing in front of the Santu River.

Yuan Zhisheng has naturally heard of the legend of Santu River.

But as he stood before the river.

Yuan Zhisheng suddenly realized that those legends were wrong.

This river does not correspond to the amount of sin.

This river with three different flow speeds really corresponds to the three noble lives.

That is, Amaterasu's destiny, Tsukuyomi's destiny, and Susanoo's destiny.

"come over."

"child."

"We've been waiting for you for a long time."

"come over."

Calls came from the depths of Santu River.

Yuan Zhisheng walked into the river step by step.

He accurately stepped into the central section of the river with even flow speed.

This section of the river corresponds to the Amaterasu Order.

This is what Yuan Zhi should know from birth.

Knowledge engraved in his bones.

It's like Yuan Zhi has forgotten it all these years since he was born, and it's only now that it's resounding.

The Santu River has reached Yuan Zhisheng's chest.

The Santu River, which is a burial ground for others, gently caressed Yuan's young skin.

Like a wanderer returning home with a smile from his loving elders.

It must have been hard for you to be out alone for so many years.

OK now.

Go home.

everything will get better.

So, close your eyes.

Close your eyes and rest.

I fell asleep for a long time without waking up.

it does not matter.

You can let go of anything.

It really doesn't matter.

Countless thoughts came to me.

It's really dangerous.

Just a little bit close.

Yuan Zhisheng was completely lost.

At the last moment, it was the pair of golden eyes that brought back Yuan Zhisheng's consciousness.

"Brother Lu..."

Yuan Zhisheng murmured.

Lu Mingfei's golden eyes dispel confusion in the memories.

Everything real appears in front of Yuan Zhisheng.

It was a bunch of floating zeros.

All the warm sounds before came from these spirit groups.

But at this moment, when Yuan Zhisheng saw them.

The warmth disappeared.

It was replaced by coldness.

It seems that Yuan Zhisheng is facing the most evil and depraved existence in the world.

All the things before came to mind.

Are you...

Yuan Zhisheng couldn't believe it.

"Why."

A heavy sigh.

It was illusory and misty. At this moment, there seemed to be tens of millions of people sighing together, but there seemed to be only one.

"Why did you wake up?"

"pity."

"Sigh."

"Yeah, why did you wake up?"

Every spirit group is making a sound.

Return to peace in a moment.

This is the silence of the dead.

Then he sighed coldly.

"Obedient……"

"Wouldn't it be nice to be eaten by us!"

Yuan Zhisheng suddenly bent over and covered his head, as if he had been hit hard.

My head hurts...

It hurts!

It hurts so much that it's going to explode!

At the same time, Yuan Zhisheng finally understood what these spirit groups were.

Every blue fire is a soul.

They are the ancestors.

He is the ancestor of his bloodline and the personality named Amaterasu.

All the Amaterasu of all ages are here.

"child."

"Don't resist."

"Become one with us."

"Let the true Amaterasu descend to this mortal world."

"This is your destiny."

"Don't resist."

"Don't take no for an answer."

"The great Amaterasu will rule over all."

"This is your honor and ours."

The murmurs were distant and near, loud and small. They were killing Yuan Zhisheng's spirit. They wanted to take away Yuan Zhisheng's body.

Yuan Zhisheng knelt on the ground and dug his fingers into the soil.

Pupils shrink to the size of pinheads.

For a moment, he thought.

Or just forget it.

In fact, what the ancestors said was right.

The Amaterasu and Ming Dynasty of all ages have merged and become one. This is fate.

This is the method they use to complete the incomplete bloodline.

In the past, it didn't matter what the name of the Minamoto family was. Like him, the name Minamoto Chisheng was actually not important. What really mattered was Amaterasu.

Over the past millennium, all the three noble orders similar to Minamoto's life have used everything they have to complete the true Amaterasu order.

Comparable to the four great monarchs, it belongs to the first generation of the White King's lineage.

Therefore, it is fate.

Since it is fate.

So be it.

Yuan Zhisheng's eyelids trembled, trembled, and were about to close. (End of chapter)