Cannon fodder, please open your eyes [Quick Transmigration]

The depleted spiritual power was full again, and the young man whose state gradually stabilized only slept for two hours before slowly waking up.

Different from the soreness and fatigue after sexual intercourse in the past, although Shen Pei was a little tired at this time, he was more like a sponge that had absorbed water, soft and full of peace of mind from the inside out.

Gently, slightly shaken by the chest he leaned on: "Are you awake?"

As if he just realized that there was someone lying next to him, the black-haired young man got up in a panic, and the robe that was slack on his shoulders slipped off two inches, revealing one after another bright red hickey marks.

The underground palace was dimly lit, and the man who looked at him with his chin propped up was only wearing an underwear, the belt was tied casually, and the neckline was wide open, which obviously matched the outer robe he was wearing.

With sharp eyes, Shen Pei immediately noticed a few shallow scratches on the collarbone of the opponent's shoulder.

The sequelae of accepting the inheritance receded, and he remembered how he was clinging to the man before. He didn't think about how to explain it for a while, so he simply lowered his head and buried his face in the robe.

The black hair was scattered, which made the young man's fair and lustrous skin more and more beautiful. Xuan Yi wanted to laugh for no reason, and raised his hand to touch the other party's hair: "How is it? Did the uncle save you?"

Uncle.

When he thought of this, he became angry, the black-haired young man raised his head, gritted his teeth and said two words: "Xuan Yi."

Taoist Xuanyi, the most famous ancestor in the history of the entire cultivation world, ascended to the upper realm tens of thousands of years ago, and now he ran back to the sect to deceive a group of juniors.

Really, disrespectful for the old.

"That's right." Xuan Yi did not deny his identity at all, and Xuan Yi curled his lips, pointed his fingertips down, and brushed the other's frowning brows, "Or, do you prefer to call me Shizu?"

——The Misty Dao Sect did not have such a thick-skinned ancestor.

I always feel that the man's attitude has changed a lot after the sex. The black-haired young man gave him a fierce look, only to realize that his cultivation has skyrocketed all the way to Mahayana.

Before being reincarnated, he had already reached the same state with his own power, and Shen Pei's state of mind was still relatively stable, but there was one thing that was unclear:

"What about Thunder Tribulation?"

Even if the Lotus Blossom Secret Formation is exquisite and high-quality, it should not be able to withstand the punishment of "defying the sky".

"Thunder Tribulation?" He wrapped his fingertips around the young man's drooping hair one after another, with a contented expression, Xuan Yi wrote lightly, "It's broken up."

Break up?

The two thunder tribulations, from Transformation to Fusion and then to Mahayana, don't even have this card?

In a daze, he even felt that the other party was joking, Shen Pei looked at Xuan Yi, then at himself, and reconfirmed in disbelief: "So I'm Mahayana now?"

Even though it has been known for a long time that the dual-cultivation technique is more useful for those with lower realms, this breakthrough speed is too fast.

"Otherwise?" With a hoarse voice, Xuan Yi knew that the other party had deliberately suppressed his cultivation before, but he wanted to pat the young man's waist and tease slowly, "I don't even think about how much you ate from this deity."

a bolt from the blue.

Finally, he realized why a certain part of him was so refreshing except for the soreness, the black-haired young man froze in place, his whole body flushed red at a speed visible to the naked eye.

But that Xuanyi still refused to let go: "Greedy is tight, not a drop..."

"Shut up." He raised his hand to block the man's unspoken absurd nonsense, and the young man didn't care about his seniority, like an annoyed little beast, staring, fierce and milky, just missing the man's body Take a few bites.

But his overworked waist really couldn't withstand any big movements, and before the man could reply, Shen Pei fell into the other's arms without a future.

Reaching out to hug him in time, Xuan Yi smiled sullenly: "Put yourself in your arms, huh?"

Shen Pei didn't respond anymore.

Once he lay down, he didn't bother to get up again. He lay on the man's shoulder like holding a piece of warm jade, and soon stopped thinking about bickering with him.

After thoroughly digesting the inheritance, the entire Lianhua Secret Realm is under Shen Pei's control. If he wants to, he can send away the juniors from various schools and factions at any time.

But Shen Pei is really tired now, and he is not in the mood to take care of these trivial matters. In addition, Li Zhu, the protagonist, has a chance to be here. For the sake of being together for ten years, it is normal to help him once.

Thinking of the feeling of being really fascinated by the double cultivation before, the young man shivered slightly, and muttered in a very low voice: "What happened today was an accident, just this time, I won't stalk me to death, uncle don't want to Take it to heart."

The palm resting on the young man's waist paused slightly, Xuan Yi couldn't tell whether he was happy or angry: "Oh?"

"Since we know that my uncle is the lower realm of Taoist Xuanyi, the younger generation will not dare to climb up." The more he said, the smoother the voice of the young man became, "When we leave the secret realm, we will act as if nothing happened."

According to common sense, the two of them have never had a joint nationality, and even if they are dual cultivators, it is just some ordinary fish and water. The young man's proposal is indeed the most appropriate choice at present.

However, Xuan Yi did not intend to accept it.

"Shen Pei," the big hand covered the young man's snow-white back of the neck, the man's voice was smiling, but it made people feel cold for no reason, "Are you sure you want to lie on me and say such a thing?"

Shen Langlang secretly raised the corners of his lips: ...

0049 who hates iron but not steel: Play hard to get, play hard to get!Why is that guy hooked again?

"I'm sleepy," Wei Junjie, who knows the current affairs, was afraid that the man would turn him upside down again, the black-haired young man stopped when he saw it, and yawned like a man, quickly closed his eyes, and re- Starting from his usual lazy manner, "Since that's the case... let's talk about the future."

Hearing that the young man was using words to perfuse himself, Xuan Yi's eyes darkened, but his kneading strength for the other party became more and more appropriate:

Seduce him, and pester him to vent Yuanyang, not to mention that Shen Pei is the opportunity he was looking for in the lower realm, even if there is no guidance from the horoscope, he will never let him go casually.

Sow the cause but don't want the fruit, eat it dry and then want to run away, how can there be such a good deal in this world?

And that Yu Hanzhou...

If Shen Pei really rejected him for the sake of the other party, he didn't mind, and made a move after a long time.

"Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah!"

After three loud and loud sneezes in a row, Yu Hanzhou rubbed the tip of his itchy nose for no reason, feeling a chill down his spine.

Once the disciples of Misty Dao Sect started, they would light a soul lamp on Wan'an Peak. Before the two of Shen Pei suddenly fell into the secret realm, he immediately sent a message to the sect, and after receiving a tentatively unobtrusive response, he took a moment. Take it easy.

The life of a monk is relatively long, and Shen Pei's cultivation speed is exceptionally outstanding. It is only a mere few decades ago that the leader of the Lianhua Secret Realm and Zhang Tailiu were captured, and everyone present knew it.

Just now when the thirteenth red lotus bloomed for the first time, engulfing Shen Pei's figure, several well-informed elders vaguely guessed what it was.

Now that thunder is falling from the sky, one after another is falling towards the secret realm of the seabed, even if the brain is stupid, it should be understood that the first disciple of the ethereal has obtained the inheritance and broke through the realm of transforming gods in one fell swoop.

It's just that this thunder calamity is really huge...

They are all the best elders in the transformation stage of various sects and sects. Everyone present has naturally observed the thunder robbery of other fusion stage seniors. Judging from their experience, such a cloud of robbery that covers the sky and the sun has exceeded the normal difficulty.

"Young people are awesome, young people are awesome."

"Realist Xuanqing's deduction of the secrets of heaven is indeed exquisite."

"If you can use the sword to comprehend Dao and ascend, I am afraid that there will be another inheritance from Misty Dao Sect."

Because the juniors of each family are still in the secret realm, no matter what they think in their hearts, the elders are full of envy and praise. Not only did they not say any harsh words, they even bowed their hands to congratulate Yu Hanzhou from afar.

Straight-headed but not stupid, Yu Hanzhou struggled to cope with the probing greetings from other factions, while secretly sending an urgent message to the suzerain. Unexpectedly, Xuan Qing, who received the news, didn't take this matter to heart at all, and just replied leisurely, With his "senior brother" around, everything will be fine.

He had always been very confident in the suzerain's calculations, so Yu Hanzhou immediately made up his mind, regardless of what other sects thought, he just stayed where Shen Pei fell before, quietly waiting for the two to come out.

About half a month later, the twelve red lotuses floating on the sea began to "spit" people out gradually.

Different from ordinary competitions, the outcome in Lianhua Secret Realm does not need to be laboriously calculated. From the first day the juniors entered the secret realm, the difficulty of the secret realm has been increasing day by day. Therefore, those who can persist until the end before being thrown out will naturally Be the winner of this contest.

As a raider with a mission, Qi Jiuchao wanted to deliberately show weakness and leave the last spot to the protagonist. Who knows that Li Zhu has made a lot of progress in Changchun Peak in the past ten years. Overwhelmed the other side.

So much so that when Qi Jiuchao was thrown out as No. 2 by Lianhua Secret Realm, he almost didn't tense his face:

Although it is true that he wants to support the protagonist all the way to success and fame, there is always a big gap between the number one given away and the number one taken away by the protagonist;

The former can make him feel that he is a wise strategist, but the latter can only make him feel that he is a clown who makes himself sentimental.

Fortunately, at the end, there is another piece of news that Qi Jiuchao should be thankful for: this time Li Zhu gained more in the Lotus Blossom Secret Realm than in the original book, and his cultivation has soared to the peak of Jindan, which may attract Yuanying Thunder Tribulation at any time.

And this speed has already far surpassed the famous Misty First Disciple in the cultivation world.

Unexpectedly, when Li Zhuhua's prototype was spit out and Qi Jiuchao's abacus was crackling, none of the elders present, except Yu Hanzhou of the Misty Taoist Sect, stepped forward to check, showing shock or excitement.

Qi Jiuchao, who didn't know why, suddenly wanted to go crazy: That's the blood of the Phoenix!A half-demon who has encountered the threshold of Nascent Soul in just ten years!

With such a special status and aptitude, is it possible that this group of people are all blind?

"Wait for you, Senior Brother Shen," Xu Shi said. The confusion in Qi Jiuchao's eyes was too obvious, and it was rare for Yu Hanzhou to open his mouth. "He just got the inheritance of the secret realm and was robbed by the fusion thunder. He should make adjustments."

Secret inheritance?Combined Thunder Tribulation?

Unexpected situations happened one after another, like a blow to the head, until Qi Jiuchao was dizzy. Before he could ask any more questions, a larger bud rose slowly from the center of the twelve red lotuses that had completed their mission.

The wind stopped and the snow stopped, the stalks were lightly blooming, and the warning of the plot deviation in the brain was beeping, and Qi Jiuchao, who had a strategy system, couldn't help but shuddered, his pupils constricted suddenly——

what fit?

That is clearly the realm of Mahayana.