How to make the white lotus surrender

The green mountains and white clouds are far away in the sky, the red-crowned cranes spread their wings and sweep across the clear water, and the curling mist softens the world here into a fairyland in poetry.

There is a cold jade platform under the waterfall of Feiliu, and occasionally red carp and green carp pass by, just like a frightening ribbon.

The mist was hazy, and a figure in a white robe with twirling branches could be vaguely seen on the cold jade platform. The fine water drops from the waterfall soaked his back, which was as straight as a bamboo, showing the man's pale and powerful skin texture.

The silver light shone slightly, entering the pale brows of the immortal.

A figure walked here respectfully, with white clothes and long sleeves, black hair and horizontal eyebrows, it was somewhat similar to the fairy on the cold jade platform, especially the eyebrows and eyes, which were carved out of a mold.

This person is none other than the puppet Hengyu who possesses the soul of Immortal Zeyu.

Hengyu's complexion is very similar to that of Naze Yuxian Jun, cold as ice, he seems to have been used to standing by the lake, slowly closing his eyes, that part of the soul will naturally come out of its shell, completely Returned to the body.

At the same time, Immortal Zeyu, who was cultivating cross-legged on the Hanyu Platform, opened those silent silver-gray eyes.

The memory returned to its place, and Xianjun Zeyu closed his eyes to absorb the memory of the soul, but in the returned memory, there were frames of getting along with Yu Deng.

There is a scene where the boy is holding a wine glass and joking with the servant wantonly, and he is probably leaning under the pear blossom of Kazuki, from a casual glance to slowly staring and not returning to his senses.

There were teenagers who acted like a baby with him in every possible way, resisted in anger when they failed, and were finally punished by him to practice swords, sweating profusely, with red eyes, gritted their teeth and cried.

There were also teenagers who slipped out of the mansion quietly, had a drink and fun with all the friends, and were finally caught by him and punished to run a circle. In the end, he was too tired to move, so he had to lean delicately in his arms, unable to move.

Zeyu Xianjun can clearly feel the mind of the soul from the beginning of the firmness of the Tao to the end of the wavering thoughts. Counting it carefully, it is only half a month.

Such a shallow emotion of love is now slowly seeping into his body, and that ghost even thought about staying by Yu Deng's side forever in a moment of sobriety.

As a human being, there must be desires, and the soul is also a human being. He has a body, and he walks the world on behalf of Zeyu Xianjun. He has witnessed countless mortal worlds. It is even more eager.

Immortal Zeyu opened his eyes suddenly, a trace of scarlet flashed across those silver-gray god-like pupils, and quickly disappeared again.

He squeezed the formula with his right hand, and a pale yellow Taoist talisman suddenly appeared in midair, his slender pale fingers trembled slightly, and he punched the Taoist talisman three inches below his neck.

The breeze blew, and a man in a sapphire blue brocade robe appeared next to Zeyu Xianjun. He said anxiously: "How did this happen? Hasn't the demon seed not affected you for a long time? You take this elixir first, then Get the blood lotus soon."

As he spoke, he handed a white pill to Immortal Zeyu.

A light-colored red mark appeared on Ze Yuxianjun's jade-colored forehead, fine sweat slowly slid down the curve of his pale side face, and the color of his lips became paler, like flower petals that had been rubbed to loosen their juice. .

He took the pill, raised his neck and swallowed it, and it took him a while to calm down.

Immortal Wu Zhou breathed a sigh of relief and said: "What the hell happened? Your soul will go out and lure the demon seeds out for you. If you want me to say, you might as well ask those elders under the sect to go and suppress it. Years of demon seed, this time it is a failure."

Immortal Zeyu pursed his lips, his eyes were very pale, like water lines, and his voice was emotionless: "It's nothing, and I have never been weak enough to fight against a despicable demon."

He didn't say anything about Yu Deng arousing his Dao heart. Immortal Zeyu has always followed the destiny and said that there is a cause and effect. If the illusion is over, then his entanglement with Yu Deng will be regarded as this matter, and he will still be a master and apprentice in the future.

As for that ridiculous distraction, in terms of his majestic tens of millions of years, it was just a drop in the ocean, and it couldn't affect his mood at all.

Immortal Zeyu raised his eyebrows and sat cross-legged, Zhou Tian's spiritual power slowly condensed into his body, suppressing the evil spirit of the demon.

Yu Deng never thought that one day he could become the protagonist who fell off the cliff and picked up the cheat book.

The Ten Thousand Buddhas Cave is really mysterious, and there are many illusions and realities. The three of them walked this way as if they experienced all phenomena in the world.

Burning, killing, looting and abuse, lovers turning against each other, living early and dying late.

Floating life is like white clouds and gray dogs, which only makes people sigh and helpless.

Faced with these requirements for experience and customs clearance, if one of the three of them had a slight disagreement, it would only take a moment for them all to fall.

Yu Deng didn't expect that he could reach the last level. The images in front of him seemed to be burned and distorted by the flames, the white paper was covered with fire, and the black smoke dispersed.

The surrounding world seems to be trapped in a void and black hole, only the phantoms of ten thousand Buddha statues appear and disappear from time to time.

In the ancient temple of the Buddha bell, the sound of the bell rings far away, which only makes people let go of everything in their hearts and fulfill the tranquility of the moment.

In the void, a Buddha lotus-like bridge slowly connected the way out.

There are only three words on that bridge, Naihe Bridge.

Zhu Zhi's eyes narrowed slightly, and he said in a low voice after a long while: "When you cross the Netherworld on the Naihe Bridge, all the grievances of all living beings will be let go."

Yu Deng turned his head sideways, a wisp of black hair wrapped around his face, black and white intertwined, beautiful without wind, the boy's pupils were black and white, and even gave people an illusion of cuteness: "Senior sister, what does this mean?"

Xie Ling also shifted her eyes to Zhu Zhi, her eyes were unclear.

Sister Zhu thought it was her first time here, but it gave him a feeling of knowing everything.

Even though it is normal to collect information before entering the secret realm, everything is perfect and everything is known, it is like a mask.

Zhu Zhi's eyelashes trembled slightly, and the young man's focused gaze made him feel as if he was being burned, and he wanted to avoid it, but he was bound by a god's thread, unable or unable to move.

Zhu Zhi didn't know if this was the effect of the molting period, or if Yu Deng had already walked into his territory unknowingly.

Wuxia actually didn't know one thing. Because of the supernatural power of the candle dragon, its shedding period was even more fragile.

They don't allow themselves to fall into any situation where they might be exploited, so they usually choose to survive. There is a reason for each candle dragon python's long life. There can only be one molting period attachment object.

Once the object of attachment is determined, it is an announcement to enter adulthood, and in the first year of adulthood, it will fall into estrus from time to time.

During the estrus period, it is necessary to exchange qi with the object of attachment, to blend mind and soul or to exchange body and fluids, so as to avoid the risk of exploding and dying.

Zhu Zhi's eyes moved slightly, remembering that in the illusion, there were beauties with different styles lying beside Yu Deng. The young man's eyebrows and eyes were full of romantic and sentimental feelings, but those eyes were about to lift up slightly, and his lips were beautiful, softly calling him "" Branches".

Whispering love words, the young man fell deep into the erotic cave, like a demon, entrenched in the apex of others' hearts, sucking in his breath.

Zhu Zhi withdrew his eyes calmly, he moved his eyes away, and pursed his lips slightly: "The Naihe Bridge may be the last pass. Normally, people who pass this bridge are all ghosts on the road to Huangquan. If a living person wants to pass, his life The sinful things I have done... Maybe I will be killed by the evil ghosts on this bridge."

The ending of the woman in the moon-white long dress has a bit of a sigh, which seems to be a faint pity for all living beings. If you have never seen the malice in Zhu Zhi's eyes, others will only know that he has a bodhisattva heart.

Yu Deng pondered for a moment when he heard the words, and then asked suddenly: "Senior sister, the injustice, including any direct or indirect?"

Zhu Zhi bent his eyes: "That's right."

Yu Deng smiled: "Based on this, wouldn't it mean that if we accidentally trample on a plant, it would be a crime if we eat meat and grass?"

A flash of light flashed in Zhu Zhi's eyes, and he nodded slightly.

Yu Deng stretched out his hand, and a sword with silver light appeared in his hand. He curled his lips at Xie Ling and Zhu Zhi and said, "Senior sister, junior brother, I'm afraid this is not a relic of gods and Buddhas, but it is clearly a gathering place for evil things. The bridge is nothing more than a crooked way of evil spirits."

"If those 'injustices' dare to come, we will kill them all."

The black eyes of the young man were slightly bright when he spoke, and his tone was full of youthful spirit and a bit presumptuous, and he was even more beautiful with the jade crown on his hair.

Xie Ling clenched the sword in her hand, and her expressionless face was stained with a blush as light as a pink veil, and she looked a little bit shy as a puppy.

The three of them stepped onto the Naihe Bridge together, and for a moment, it was like a gust of wind blew out of nowhere in the void, and the wailing sounds of ghosts and monsters filled the entire space.

Yu Deng used to live in a society ruled by law, and would not do anything fatal, so the "injustices" who came to him for revenge were all chickens, ducks, fish and pigs.

Those monsters that turned into animals were extremely ugly, and they felt a bit like crawling out of a pan of purgatory oil. They were so fishy that Yu Deng was afraid that his sword would be dirty.

The Naihe bridge can amplify people's emotions. Most people are more afraid at this time, but Yu Deng is not afraid. Even if the disgusting feeling is doubled, it is unbearable.

Compared with Yu Deng's state, Zhu Zhi and Xie Ling are obviously not quite right.

Xie Ling swung the sword almost mechanically. He seemed to be immersed in his own thoughts. His eyes were scarlet and his body was covered in blood. He looked more terrifying than those ghosts.

If Xie Ling was bloody abnormal, then Zhu Zhi was even more weird.

Zhu Zhi wore a moon-white and daisy dress, his every move was as elegant and dignified as a fairy, and he smiled gently and warmly from the beginning to the end.

It's just that those black eyes seemed to be dripped with some turbid emotions, filled with malicious and pathological bloodthirsty, and the smile on the corners of his lips became wider and wider.

A few drops of blood were spattered on Bai Yu's face, and the dark red blood beads coagulated on the side of her lips, like a peerless ruby ​​inlaid in the beauty's brow.

Yu Deng had never seen Zhu Zhi like this before, and he had goose bumps all over his body.

Zhu Zhi seemed to have noticed him, and there was cold malice in the eyes of the beautiful woman with black hair. He stretched out his scarlet tongue, licked and licked the blood on his lips, and showed a very crazy smile.

"Yu Deng."

He showed his white teeth and smiled even more happily.

The ghosts around him exploded and died one by one, and the air was filled with blood mist.

The blood mist stained the beauty's jade-like face little by little.

Red and white are intertwined, and the scarlet horror is like the end of the world.

"Yu Deng."

This sentence is like a sigh.

But Yu Deng was so frightened that his whole body went limp, and a chill came to his heart.

Yu Deng's hands and feet were cold, and he froze in place.

Xie Ling, who was on the side, had already killed all the ghosts. At this time, her eyes were closed, and she leaned against the pillar by the bridge as if she had lost consciousness.

And the handsome and beautiful face of the senior sister in front of her was covered with mottled and dull bloodstains, like an evil ghost waking up.

Yu Deng is really scared right now, the senior sister feels like she is going to kill him in the next second.

He forced a smile, stepped back quietly, and stammered: "Master, sister, calm down, I'm not those ghosts!"

Zhu Zhi slowly approached, with an unbelievably gentle smile, he squeezed the last ghost with twisted teeth in his hand, his white fingertips were slightly opened, and there were traces of greasy blood sticking to them.

The face is the face of Bai Yueguang, but the movements are comparable to those of a vicious ghost.

The bridge body of Naihe Bridge trembled suddenly, and the light shone brightly. Countless ghosts sprang out from the turbid yellow sand river under the bridge.

Those ghosts were full of evil spirits, staring at the three people on the bridge, but they didn't dare to approach, as if they were afraid of something.

The corner of Zhu Zhi's lips smiled coldly, a wave of spiritual power condensed in his palm, the body of the Naihe Bridge shook more and more, and the ghosts in the water became transparent one by one, struggling crazily.

Yu Deng was surprised to find that the senior sister seemed to be merging the evil spirits of those ghosts for her own use.

The wailing sound gradually faded away, and the Naihe Bridge seemed to have been drained of its aura, and it was only reduced to an ordinary passing bridge.

Zhu Zhi gently opened his cold white palm, and a light-colored jade slip appeared.

He clenched the jade slip in his hand, looked at Yu Deng with a frightened face, seemed to think for a while, and cast a cleaning spell on himself, cleaning up all the blood stains on his belt.

The beauty grew lotuses step by step and came slowly towards the gloomy lamp, her black hair was scattered on her shoulders and the back of her neck like a cloud, at this moment his black eyes were shining, as if covered by a layer of mist, which would turn into dew with every movement When it fell down, it made the plain white and beautiful face even more pitiful.

Yu Deng went through the experience just now, how could he be deceived by this beauty with fangs, but he has no way to retreat, if the bastard runs away, it may anger the senior sister who has lost her mind in front of her.

Yu Deng could only stand on the spot with a stiff head, pulling a smile: "Master, sister."

Zhu Zhi walked in front of him lightly, and the two of them got very close, their breaths intertwined, as if the person opposite would lean down and kiss him in the next second.

Zhu Zhi raised his bud-like fingers and caressed the side of the young man's face. His voice was unbelievably gentle: "Didn't Junior Brother call me Senior Sister Zhizhi before? Why did you change it later?"

Yu Deng dared not speak.

Zhu Zhi pursed his lips and smiled lightly, like a thin curl of smoke scattered in the air; "Forgot, Junior Brother will only call Senior Sister like this when he needs to use..."

The more Yu Deng heard, the more something was wrong, and his desire to survive made him quickly explain: "Zhi Zhi, Senior Sister, you misunderstood!"

Zhu Zhi rested his arm on Yu Deng's shoulder in a leisurely manner, and gently swept his neck with his cold hand.

Yu Deng trembled all over, and quickly said: "I just think it's too intimate to call me like this often, and my senior sister may feel offended."

Zhu Zhi's hair on the forehead slid down his clothes to Yu Deng's chest, and his chest trembled slightly with a smile. From the perspective of others, the posture of the two of them was really ambiguous and affectionate.

"Lying is not a good habit, do you think it should be punished?"

Yu Deng was intimidated, the more he listened, the more he felt that the tone of the senior sister was very similar to the kind of sick and charming Gong in the 18r novel who found out that he wanted to escape and used props to teach him.

It was too scary, comparable to when the beauty turned into a ghost with blue face and fangs when she was about to carry a gun into battle.

Atrophy is a trivial matter, mainly because the mental capacity is not good enough.

The promised original white lotus is always gentle and kind?

How come the trip to the Naihe Bridge is just for nothing?

Zhu Zhi clasped the jade slip in his hand, his eyebrows were as clear as smoke, and it looked like a splashed ink painting on a drawing paper. He looked at the jade slip with a smile on his eyes, and said softly: "If you don't speak, you will be punished."

Yu Deng was stunned for a moment by Zhu Zhi's operation, and before he had time to react, he felt something cold and icy on his forehead.

The jade slip was pasted on Yu Deng's forehead as if consciously.

In an instant, countless mysterious words surged like a flood.

Yu Deng accepted a passage, and was surprised to find that it was actually the superior skill of spiritual cultivation that he urgently needed now.

The punishment that the senior sister said is to ask him to practice exercises?

Sure enough, even if the senior sister is so insane now, it is still good for him. I am afraid that what happened just now is just possessed by some evil thing.

After all, Yu Deng still trusted Zhu Zhi. He settled down and tentatively followed the guidance of the exercises to slowly feel and drive the power of his own soul and spiritual root.

That exercise can really benefit him.

But perhaps the method of spiritual cultivation is different, Yu Deng felt that the temperature on his face was rising sharply, and his heart was filled with an indescribable hotness.

In the inner view, the spiritual power surrounding the body in the body was even slightly agitated.

He wanted to stop, but at this moment he couldn't help himself. Yu Deng had to use all his spiritual power to stabilize the meridians around him to prevent the spiritual power from breaking out.

A soft voice fell to his ears at this moment, a little hoarse.

"The elixir physique is rare in a hundred years. People with this kind of physique all have a short lifespan and a weak soul, which is especially easy to attract thunder."

Yu Deng gritted his teeth, he could feel someone gently pinning his loose hair behind his ears with his fingers, that person's smile was low, gentle and affectionate.

"This exercise is specially created for such people. Practicing it can stabilize the soul... However, this exercise needs to be practiced by two people, otherwise there will be a spiritual riot."

Zhu Zhi stopped talking at this point, with a smile on his face, but in fact there was still a sentence to finish.

People who practice the exercises are divided into guides and receivers. The receiver must have a panacea physique, while the guide needs to be extremely high-level, otherwise it will be difficult to draw the receiver's spiritual power.

Generally, people who practice this kind of exercise together have become Taoist couples. After all, they may carry out spiritual fusion later in the practice.

The Lingfu is a person's sea of ​​consciousness, which is very fragile, and it is also the most secretive and taboo place for cultivators.

Who would dare to open the spiritual mansion to others if it wasn't for the bonded Taoist couple?

It's just that Yu Deng didn't know this. He struggled to support the spiritual power of the riot, and a few drops of sweat slid down his forehead, soaking the apricot-colored clothes, like transparent flowers in full bloom.

Hearing what Zhu Zhi said, the first reaction was naturally to ask him for help.

Yu Deng's voice was a little trembling and soft, like asking for help, but in Zhu Zhi's eyes, it was more like acting like a baby.

Zhu Zhi raised the tail of his eyes slightly, and said softly: "I certainly won't let my junior suffer this torture."

After saying that, he leaned closer to the handsome face that was as red as a peach, and said in a low voice: "Junior Brother, there are three steps of guidance. You are just starting to practice now, we only need the first step of guidance."

Yu Deng gritted his teeth and nodded, his half-opened black eyes were somewhat messy.

Zhu Zhi stared at Yu Deng with black and white eyes, perhaps because of his instinctive desire for the young man, he allowed the jade slip to approach the young man, although Yu Deng really needed the jade slip, but it inevitably mixed with some Selfishness.

Zhu Zhi knew that he had been tricked. He had been cautious in the cultivation world for many years, and he rarely exposed his true face to outsiders. In other words, those who had seen his true face all died.

But Yu Deng happened to be the only variable.

Zhu Zhi no longer suppressed the surging desire in his heart, and his voice was rare with a bit of comfort. The gentleness was no longer a layer of superficial illusion, but with a bit of unfamiliarity.

"Junior Brother, that would be an offense."

It's a pity that Yu Deng couldn't feel it at this time.

Zhu Zhi trembled her eyelashes, and lightly kissed the boy's pink lips.

Qingling's aura was transmitted from Zhu Zhi to Yu Deng's body, and the aura was like a pair of gentle palms, patiently guiding Yu Deng's rioting aura, helping him to sort it out slowly.

Zhu Zhi's hand holding the young man's shoulder was a little bit harder, and his thoughts were really messed up.

He always thought that his special feelings for Yu Deng were nothing more than the natural dependence of Zhulong Python on the attachment, but at this time he clearly felt the difference.

Instead of saying this, it would be better to say that if Yu Deng hadn't appeared, it would be impossible for anyone in the whole world to be recognized by him and then become his only attachment.

Why is Zhu Zhi willing to kiss Yu Deng again? In the inheritance of Zhulong Python, kissing means asking for marriage.

The Candle Dragon Python's body is more aware of these things than its mind, so everything has already been determined.

It's just that he refuses to admit it.

Yu Deng quickly stabilized his meridians and spiritual power with Zhu Zhi's help, and the power of the soul showed signs of being stable and condensed.

He trembled his eyes, felt the unusual warmth on the side of his lips, and when he opened his eyes, he saw the beautiful face in front of him that was stretched out.

It was so clear that even the small light brown mole on the right cheek could be clearly seen.

Zhu Zhi is a natural beauty, just the blush rising from the corners of her charming eyes is the passion of crushing peach blossoms.

Yu Deng's heart thumped suddenly, he was a boy in two lifetimes, how could he stand such a stimulating scene?

He could feel that his face was burning red, and he couldn't help but wanted to step back.

Unexpectedly, Zhu Zhi pinched his arm and refused to let him back away.

A gentle sound transmission landed in Yu Deng's ears: "Don't move, the guidance has not been completed yet, Shen Xin continues to sort out the meridians."

Yu Deng stopped moving after hearing the words, and thought to himself, it turns out that the senior sister is helping him cultivate.

It’s just that this method of cultivation seems, well, a bit strange.

It's really strange, but Yu Deng never imagined that this cultivation method is the "dual cultivation method" that he has been looking forward to most in the novels of cultivating immortals.

Just as Yu Deng suppressed his panic and continued to sort out the spiritual power of the meridians, he suddenly smelled a strange fragrance.

The fragrance is extremely domineering, like snow bamboo, and like a blooming crabapple.

There is a bit of seductive allure in the elegant room.

Yu Deng only felt as if his limbs were trapped in cotton, and his eyes were too dazed to open. His hands were still firmly locked by his senior sister, and his throat seemed to be blocked by cotton, leaving only a drowsy consciousness.

Of course Yu Deng didn't know, this was his good senior sister's estrus. The estrus was detonated by his shallow kiss.

During the estrus period, the Candle Dragon Python will emit a strange fragrance to seduce the attached person, or in other words, this is the physiological phenomenon of being unable to help the beloved.

The author has something to say: As soon as the sea of ​​knowledge in the Lingfu comes out, you should know what the plot will be in the future (dog head)

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