Lu Zongping returned to Sasuke's side with a natural expression. At this time, the little beauty had woken up and was getting used to the feeling of coexisting with silicon-based creatures.
"How's it going?"
"Hey, where have you been?"
"I'm going to take care of some of the troubles you left behind." Lu Zongping began to joke expressionlessly again.
"What's the trouble?"
"Naruto Uzumaki." Lu Zongping said in a cold tone, "You didn't kill him, so I went to find him."
Sasuke's eyes widened, "What did you do to him?"
"What do you think?"
"You can't kill him!"
"Why?"
"Because he is my friend." Sasuke's pale cheeks were covered with blood, like a pink wagashi. Lu Zongping felt happy in his heart, but of course he still wanted to continue teasing her on the surface.
"He is your friend? So that's the case. It seems that I misunderstood. I always thought you looked down on him."
"You didn't kill him, did you?" Sasuke reacted.
"Do you believe I didn't kill him?" Lu Zongping pretended to be surprised, "You are really naive."
"Hey, you didn't kill him at all. You never killed anyone. At least I haven't seen you kill anyone."
"Then if I ask you to help me kill someone, will you do it?"
This question is quite critical. The popular culture of this ninja world is about selling oneself, exchanging freedom for strength, and exchanging killing for money. Ninjas are mercenaries, and masters and apprentices are masters and servants. The general environment is like this, even if it is packaged with warmth,
They are pretty much the same on the inside, even in Konoha. Otherwise, why would there be such a day-long war if everyone loves peace.
Sasuke also suddenly calmed down. Since meeting Lu Zongping, she has become somewhat indulged in a gentle and tolerant environment. Lu Zongping's care is too much like an elder brother, coupled with the psychological changes brought about by her physical gender change.
, so I have always selectively forgotten reality.
For the young ninjas, they had seen blood and tears and were forced to accept the routine of the adult world, which was actually not a bad thing.
Seeing her silence, Lu Zongping took the initiative to beg for mercy, "Okay, okay, I won't force you to kill someone. Don't show off to me."
"I don't show my face! Besides, did you kill Naruto?"
"I didn't kill him. He is doing well. If you have the chance, you can see each other more often."
"What bad idea are you planning?"
"Hey, don't think of me so badly. This is all for your own good." Lu Zongping said in a playful tone and poked Sasuke's forehead. This inadvertent little action made Sasuke stunned for a while.
"Don't poke me on the forehead from now on." After saying that, she walked away with a sullen face.
Lu Zongping turned around and asked Gu Yan, "Did I say something that I shouldn't have said?"
"Of course you are right, sir. This little girl is ignorant. She just needs to be taught a lesson. How could my granddaughter dare to be so obedient and cute?"
"Miss her?"
"I don't want to say it's false, but it's just not as frequent as before."
Lu Zongping nodded. In fact, he would also miss his family, specifically his mother. As for a certain Lu Zhengkang, those were the unrelated people he missed.
It is difficult for Lu Zongping to empathize with some human tragedies. After all, it is difficult for him to experience tragedies such as the death of his parents, but this does not mean that he will not sympathize and pity. His heart is the same. He also understands that this kind of fraternity will
What will lead to it, after reaching a certain extreme?
He will be like his father, loving every existence in the world, living or non-living, high-dimensional or low-dimensional, microscopic or macroscopic, across countless time scales, condensing his love for the entire world in
In my heart, I have become the world.
Lu Zongping doesn’t want to be the world. He has love and hate, and he doesn’t want to become invincible. That kind of life is actually not very interesting. He is like being a traveler, seeing the scenery of the infinite world, and breathing with the people he meets.
, share the joys and sorrows. In this case, he must abandon his father's path and put aside his gifts, otherwise he will slowly become the second Lu Zhengkang.
As a father, Lu Zhengkang certainly does not want to impose his will on his children, but some responsibilities naturally exist. As Lu Zhengkang's children, they are like fire, and they must dedicate themselves to the continuation of the destiny.
In this huge process, decline can be avoided. As long as more and more fire types participate in the reincarnation of the upper edge, this process can be made sustainable.
For the rest of life, growing up to be a Watcher is difficult, but the children of Watchers can get there relatively easily. So it is natural that they should bear the responsibility of giving.
However, this is not an obligation after all. Lu Zhengkang respects Lu Zongping's ideas and lets him go. This kind of letting him go is actually a kind of implicit doting on immature children. As long as Lu Zongping continues on this path
, one day, he will be tired of the constant travel, and then he can choose to die of old age, or he can choose to accept the responsibility and become a viewer.
Different classes have different laws of survival. Lu Zongping actually has no more life than ordinary people. If death is a gift that every living thing will eventually accept, then reincarnation is the same thing for Lu Zongping. Sooner or later he will go
Fateful.
Lu Zongping yawned, cast a mansion spell, and got into the mage's mansion, intending to take a nap. It was not early at this time. After two hours of sleep, he could study the mage's wand.
After leading the underground creatures back to the surface, the nine-color sacred tree sprouted and its roots spanned the past, present and future for three generations. Lu Zongping also used the function of the sacred tree and the time and space machine to reach the creation node of that world, which was the witches of Noida
The place to chase greatness, history
In the wild wilderness before and at the end, time concave into a ring there, space circulates endlessly, there are countless powerful monsters, and mysterious treasures are everywhere. Lu Zongping collected a few magic wands and some spell models and left in a hurry.
Went without staying much.
The wand is to the magical world what the lathe is to industry, and the atomic weapon is to the human military. It is the crystallization of alchemical art. A wand is equivalent to a magic gun. It can spontaneously generate magic power and use it to embedded
Using the magic model to cast spells does not require the user's own energy. Even a child or goblin can cast spells as long as he can pick up the wand.
Of course Lu Zongping plans to make his own staff. There is no shortage of raw materials and spell models. The only problem is that he does not know the craftsmanship. In the eyes of magic scholars, everything in the world is just the integration of form and material.
Adding some spiritual factors, the geometric combination of the two or three forms stable things, and the wand is a weird unnatural object that fills a large number of multi-layered forms in one material, just like turning upside down on a grain of sand.
The pyramid forms a stable structure.
The first wands were born in a chaotic environment at the time of creation, and mastering the craftsmanship of making and weaving wands requires God's blessing.
If the Nine-Color Sacred Tree is by his side, Lu Zongping can use it to make a magic wand, but now he has to do his own research. There is no problem, it's just magic knowledge.
Sasuke ran into the mage's mansion and looked around. Seeing Lu Zongping sleeping soundly, he didn't bother him. He walked around to the laboratory and saw a black thorn portal placed in the room, so he curiously poked his head inside.
Looking around, he suddenly saw golden flames steaming in the mist. The chakra was very familiar. Sasuke secretly thought something was wrong. As soon as he took half a step back, Naruto flew out from the portal, and the two of them hit the ground and rolled madly.