I have enlightened all the devil fruits.

Five hundred years is neither long nor short.

It happened to be the time when Sun Wukong was pressed under the Five Finger Mountain.

How long is five hundred years?

Perhaps only Sun Wukong can understand.

But from now on, Lu Ming will become the second one.

The first hundred years.

Lu Ming traveled to all states in the human world, saw all kinds of rare and exotic animals, searched for all kinds of strange magic, and visited strange people in the wilderness.

He had also been to the Dragon Palace in the four seas and read the ancient books of the dragon clan; he had also been to the Lingshan Mountain in the West to discuss the Dharma with the Buddhas; he had also gone down to the underworld to explore the netherworld.

The second hundred years.

Lu Ming stayed in the Heavenly Palace. Under the watchful eyes of countless immortals, he found a piece of land on his own and began to try to grow all kinds of rare and exotic fruits. He also raised countless kinds of exotic beasts from the mountains and seas for breeding.

During the entire hundred years, Lu Ming tried to plant no less than a hundred kinds of rare and exotic fruits, as well as captive species of exotic animals from the mountains and seas, which was more complete than the Jade Emperor's imperial garden!

The third hundred years.

Lu Ming no longer planted rare and precious fruits, but instead read various books on magical powers in heaven and visited countless immortals, from Erlang Shen to an ordinary heavenly soldier.

The fourth hundred years.

Lu Ming did nothing and began to retreat in Dongsheng Shenzhou.

Those immortals who initially paid attention to Lu Ming no longer seemed to have any illusions about him, and in the Three Realms there were more rebukes and complaints about Lu Ming.

As the fourth century passed quietly.

All eyes in the three realms were on Lu Ming, but most of them were questioning, complaining, and mocking...

No one knows whether Lu Ming can create a new method in the last hundred years!

This question hangs on the minds of the gods of the three realms!

......

At this moment, Dongsheng Shenzhou.

Lu Ming settled in Dongsheng Shenzhou and built a thatched hut for himself.

Inside the thatched house.

Lu Ming, with his hair loose and a melancholy look on his face, was squatting on the ground, holding a fruit covered with lines in his hand.

"What on earth went wrong!?"

"What's wrong?!"

"Why? Why can't I do it?!"

Lu Ming looked crazy and muttered to himself.

At this time.

"Hey, Brother Lu."

"The three of us came to see you and brought some Crane Soup..."

Three plague gods descended from the sky, holding a casserole.

Lu Ming looked up blankly.

The next moment, the door of the thatched hut was pushed open, and the three plague gods rushed in despite the obstruction of the little green dragon and the little carp.

"Oh, you can't go in."

"Xiaolong, move aside. This crane soup won't taste good if it gets cold."

Three plague gods rushed in, and Winter Plague Zhong Shigui was holding a casserole.

Seeing this, Lu Ming shook his head and smiled bitterly.

"Forget it, Xiaolong."

"These three are not outsiders." Lu Ming said, and then the little blue dragon and the little carp stepped back.

"Brother Lu is right. We four plagues are of the same blood!" Zhong Shigui, the winter plague, smiled and placed the crane soup in the middle of the room.

After a while, several people sat in the house and enjoyed the crane soup.

"Brother Lu, drink more and eat more! You have worked so hard for the Three Realms, so you need to nourish your body more."

The Spring Plague God Zhang Yuanbo said as he tore off a crane leg and threw it into Lu Ming's bowl.

"Brother Lu, this is the crane that Laojun raised."

"It's a great tonic!" Xia Wen Liu Yuanda whispered.

Hearing this, Lu Ming smiled and started to nibble on the crane raised by Taishang Laojun.

"Next time, we'll have a chance to roast the Sky-Roaring Dog and eat it."

“It’s just not easy to start.”

"Yes, that thing is very nutritious!"

"..."

Before Taishang Laojun's crane had finished eating.

The three plague gods have already begun to target Erlang Shen's dog.

Lu Ming looked at them with a smile.

During these four hundred years, he had frequent interactions with these three plague gods and had become as familiar with them as a family.

"Brother Lu, don't be distressed and don't listen to those people's gossip."

"That's right, I believe the task of saving the gods of the three realms will be handed over to you, Brother Lu."

"After Brother Lu creates a magic method, we will go and steal the Roaring Sky Dog together!"

"......"

Lu Ming smiled and said nothing, savoring the crane soup with peace of mind.

At this moment, he was even more determined in his heart to create a new method, not for others.

At least for the three close friends in front of me.

After enjoying the Crane Soup.

A few people gathered together and chatted.

At this time, Xia Wen Liu Yuanda looked at Lu Ming with flickering eyes.

After hesitating for a moment, he finally asked:

"Brother Lu, I don't mean to rush you..."

"...I just want to ask, how is this new method..."

"...I have a good friend who may not be able to hold on..."

Hearing this, the other two plague gods sighed in unison, looking dejected.

Lu Ming took out the "unfinished product" and handed it to the three people. The three people looked at the unfinished product in front of them and their eyes lit up.

Winter Plague Zhong Shigui trembled and said excitedly:

"This... Could this be..."

"My method is called..."

"...Devil Fruit." Lu Ming said with a sad face.

"Devil Fruit?"

The three of them were shocked and looked at the devil fruit in Lu Ming's hand with eyes full of longing.

"I integrated various magical powers and exotic beasts into the exotic fruit."

"After ordinary people eat this thing, they can master all kinds of magical powers!" Lu Ming said lightly.

"Moreover, the true spirit of the gods can be integrated into the exotic fruit."

“When the end of the Dharma subsides, we can reawaken the gods.”

The three plague gods were confused when they heard this and thought it was so magical.

"It's just..." Lu Ming sighed.

"Just a little bit more...just a little bit more..."

Hearing this, Winter Plague Zhong Shigui spoke first.

"Brother Lu, what difficulties have you encountered?"

"First, this thing is easy to corrupt."

"Secondly, the soul of this beast is easy to obtain, but the true spirit of the immortal..." Lu Ming looked embarrassed.

Hearing this, the three plague gods fell silent.

indeed.

There are a lot of different kinds of animals, and Lu Ming can try them at will.

During these five hundred years, Lu Ming had no idea how many beasts' souls he had mistaken. But the true spirit of the immortal was not something that Lu Ming could try at will.

Everyone was silent for a long time.

Zhang Yuanbo, the God of Spring Plague, suddenly burst into laughter.

"Hahahaha, immortal family?"

Zhang Yuanbo, the God of Spring Plague, laughed and pointed at himself.

"I am not an immortal!?"

"Even if he's just a plague god, he's still an immortal!"

Hearing this, the other two Plague Gods slapped their thighs and shouted:

"Yes! Aren't we the immortals?!"

"Brother Lu, are you missing the immortal spirit?"

The Spring Plague God Zhang Yuanbo looked towards Lu Ming.

Lu Ming was stunned.

He looked at the three plague gods in front of him, who looked out of place, and was stunned for a moment.

"What do you mean?" Lu Ming found it hard to believe.

"Brother Lu needs the immortal spirit to try. The immortal spirit is here, you can take it!" said Zhang Yuanbo, the God of Spring Plague, patting his chest.

"That's right. The three of us haven't done anything good in our lives. It won't hurt to do something for the Three Realms now!" Winter Plague Zhong Shigui responded.

"Otherwise, you're just waiting to die, so you might as well fight with me, Brother Lu!" Xia Wen Liu Yuanda bowed.

"It also maintains the reputation of our four plague gods!"

"Yes! Hahaha!"

"It's that cheap Roaring Sky Dog guy."

"Alas, what a pity, what a pity."

"..."

After saying that, the three plague gods all looked at Lu Ming, their eyes as calm as water, without any fear at all.

Lu Ming had a complicated expression and asked, "Three gentlemen, are you sure you want to do this?"

"Once you fail, your true spirit will disintegrate..."

"Then he really died."

"Brother Lu, you underestimate us, don't you? We are not immortals!"

"But we also want to sacrifice our lives for justice once!!"

"Brother Lu, come here. After the three of us leave, you will be the only one left."

"..."

Lu Ming's eyes were moist, he stood up and bowed to the three plague gods.

"My name is Lu Ming. Thank you three brothers for your help."

"Three."

"If there is an afterlife, we will be close friends again."

The three plague gods stood up and bowed to Lu Ming.

"Brother Lu, we will keep your promise in mind!"

"I only hope that the four of us can be good friends again in the next life!"

"..."

......

Ten years later.

Dongsheng Shenzhou.

In front of thatched house.

The three plague gods arranged all the funeral arrangements and came calmly to Lu Ming's thatched cottage. Lu Ming had already prepared everything.

"I am the God of Spring Plague, so I should be the first!" Zhang Yuanbo, the God of Spring Plague, said with a smile, "I will go first!"

The Spring Plague God Zhang Yuanbo smiled and walked towards Lu Ming.

Lu Ming had already prepared a series of formations as the other two plague gods watched him go.

The ceremony began.

"Brother Zhang, I'm sorry."

Lu Ming stretched out his hand and directly took out Zhang Yuanbo's true spirit.

It was as if he was controlling the Soul-Soul Fruit himself and taking out the soul.

The next moment, a strange fruit appeared!

Lu Ming merged the exotic fruit and Zhang Yuanbo's true spirit.

In an instant, on the strange fruit,

Strange patterns began to appear, but they only lasted for a moment...

Sizzle...sizzle...

There came into conflict between Zhang Yuanbo's true spirit and the strange fruit, and the strange fruit could not contain it. This was the so-called true spirit of the immortal!

"Do not!!"

Lu Ming was shocked and increased his magic power.

He tried his best to keep Zhang Yuanbo's true spirit from dispersing, but the more he strengthened his magic power, the faster the fusion collapsed!

After a few breaths, there was a bang.

The strange fruit exploded.

Lu Ming had no choice but to try his best to maintain and protect Zhang Yuanbo's true spirit from disintegrating, but it was of no avail at this moment.

"Forget it, Brother Lu, don't waste your magic power on me."

"And remember the promise of the afterlife..."

Voices came from Zhang Yuanbo's true spirit. Then Zhang Yuanbo knew that he was powerless to save the situation, so he took the initiative to disperse his true spirit.

The next moment, Zhang Yuanbo's true spirit dissipated in Lu Ming's hands.

Like a wisp of sand, scattered in Lu Ming's hands.

Seeing this, Liu Yuanda, the Summer Plague, and Zhong Shigui, the Winter Plague, both had red eyes and raised their hands to bow towards where Zhang Yuanbo was.

"Farewell, Brother Zhang. Have a safe journey."

"I'll see you in the next life..."

At this moment, Lu Ming stared, standing there in a daze.

His hands were still suspended in the air, as if he was still holding Zhang Yuanbo's true spirit, but now his hands were empty.

"Why on earth..."

"What's wrong...?"

Lu Ming's eyes were red, he gritted his teeth and muttered to himself.

pat!

A hand fell on Lu Ming's shoulder. Lu Ming turned his head with a ferocious face and met the serious faces of Xia Wen and Liu Yuanda.

"Brother Lu, it's my turn."

Lu Ming had a complicated expression and was about to refuse.

"Brother Lu, Brother Zhang's heroic spirit is not far away, please don't let me become a laughing stock." Xia Wen Liu Yuanda looked serious and generous.

It took a long time for Lu Ming to come back to his senses.

He looked at the resolute face of Xia Wen and Liu Yuanda.

It took him a long while to utter a word.

"it is good."