How to make the white lotus surrender

Yu Deng retreated for ten consecutive days. On the tenth day, when the elixir was about to succeed, the sky changed instantly. During this period, dark clouds billowed, lightning flashed and thunder rumbled. A knowledgeable person knew it was Danlei at the first sight.

A young disciple looked enviously at the billowing Dan Lei and said to the senior brother beside him: "Senior Brother, that location seems to be where Senior Brother Yu's cave is located. Senior Brother Yu is really amazing, I really didn't see it before."

The senior brother smiled and said, "Senior brother Yu used to be afraid that he was obsessed with love and neglected practice. You should concentrate on practice in the future. Love matters, and it won't be too late after you have achieved something."

The little disciple nodded, watching the arm-thick thunderbolt strike with black eyes, and the lightning flashed everywhere, looking really scary.

The small courtyard seemed to be completely smashed into ashes by the lightning.

The little disciple couldn't help but said: "Brother, that Pill Thunder is really powerful."

The senior brother also frowned and said: "This Dan Lei is not ordinary, at least it is Sanxuan Dan Lei, it seems that the elixir that Senior Brother Yu has practiced this time is at least above the fifth grade, and I am afraid that it is a few times better than the perfect quality." level."

The little disciple took a breath.

The senior brother continued: "Senior brother Yu really has a bright future, but the three mysterious thunders contain the laws of heaven and earth, and the cultivation of immortals and alchemy is against the sky. If senior brother Yu fails to get through it perfectly, I'm afraid there will be some problems left behind."

The little disciple was surprised: "What's wrong?"

The brother patiently explained: "I heard that there was a master of alchemy who barely survived the alchemy thunder, and finally became blind for 100 years, and he was paralyzed for 50 years and vomited blood. There are many, but the punishments are different, and the severity is not the same. Same."

"Some people's punishments are just occasional body twitches and slurred speech."

The little disciple looked at his senior brother and said, "Senior brother, you really know a lot!"

The brother smiled and said: "I told you to read more books on weekdays, and you will not be worse than me in the future."

The little disciple nodded heavily.

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Yu Deng never thought that his current level would attract Dan Lei, Dan Lei is completely different from the ordinary ascended Tianlei, let alone the extremely rare Sanxuan Tianlei.

When he sensed that something was wrong, he continued to control the unfinished pills in the pill furnace, and at the same time hurriedly pulled out a bunch of defensive magic weapons from the storage ring.

There are a total of 36 three Xuantian thunders, one is thicker than the other, and its power is getting stronger and stronger. Yu Deng used almost the same defensive magic weapon that he saved with great difficulty.

He doesn't care about those beautiful girl's heart artifacts, as long as they can block one, it's all right.

In the end, all his clothes were torn apart, his face was covered in soot, his hair was burnt a bit, and he was in a terrible state of distress.

There was a bit of coldness in Yu Deng's eyes, his eye sockets were reddish, and his face was covered with black and gray, and he couldn't see clearly. Several uneven wounds were torn on his arms, and bright red blood flowed from the wounds. If you look closely, you can find that there is some subtle and half-hidden lightning power in the blood.

Logically speaking, the Sanxuan Tianlei contains the laws of heaven and earth, so it will not easily cause death, but right now, the Sanxuan Tianlei is not as menacing as usual.

His cultivation base is only perfect in foundation establishment, and he has not even formed a pill. With such a low cultivation base, the pill lightning seems to tear him apart.

Outsiders naturally don't know that his situation is dangerous, and naturally no one will come to help him. After all, it is the thunder of others. If they intervene at will, it will definitely produce unnecessary karma, and even affect themselves.

In the end, Yu Deng confronted Dan Lei with his sword in one hand barefooted. His natal sword was almost unbearable and was bent by the thunder. Only now did he understand what the Master and Senior Sister said before. die young.

But no, this is not alchemy, this is a life-threatening ah!

The dark clouds gathered, and Yu Deng was numb from the pain all over his body at this moment. He suppressed the unconscious trembling of his body, and clenched the sword in his hand even tighter.

The light in the black eyes is like an eternal mermaid rhinoceros incense candle.

In modern times, he is just a good socialist young man who has just stepped into the society. It is fate. Since he has come to this world and has such golden fingers, how can he say that he will die?

With a bang, a bucket-thick thunderbolt struck head-on.

The young man's thin body staggered suddenly, his right leg knelt on the ground, and a shallow crater was pressed out, and the corners of his lips overflowed with scarlet like plum blossoms, which was very dazzling.

Even so, he still guarded the light golden pill lingering with profound patterns.

Yu Deng gritted his teeth, and a light-colored mark appeared on the side of his neck, which had begun to slowly ooze blood.

He looked at the dark clouds in the sky with reddish eyes, and his hoarse voice was like a dead leaf: "There are three left."

As he spoke, he spat out a mouthful of blood.

Yu Deng casually raised his hand to wipe off the blood on his lips, and sneered: "If you have the ability to kill me, if you can't kill me now, I will kill you in the future."

The dark clouds overhead were getting thicker.

Yu Deng crossed his legs for luck, trying to slow down his breathing so as not to hurt the wound.

In such chaos, Yu Deng never noticed that there were many tiny puppets dormant not far from him.

Their faces were a bit stiff, obviously the creators didn't pay much attention to them, the word 'Wu Sheng' was engraved on the earlobes of the puppets, and their blunt eyes rolled slightly, all staring at the youth in Dan Lei.

There was an inexplicable look of worry on that clearly expressionless face, which looked even more terrifying and weird.

The thunder fell, and those tiny puppets crowded close to Yu Deng.

In detail, it looks like a protective gesture of self-sacrifice.

But soon, a clear phoenix cry resounded through Langyu Peak, and a jade-colored white phoenix came straight with its wings spread, resisting the powerful Dan Lei.

Bai Feng trembled all over, and uttered another cry, it sounded like he was hurt by a beating.

Yu Deng was lying on the ground halfway, naked, and the fingers holding the sword hilt were pale and almost transparent.

His eyes were dizzy, and he reluctantly looked up.

I saw a majestic black-haired man in a white robe with wide sleeves reached out and stroked Bai Feng's feathers, as if to say something, and then walked towards him.

The puppets hiding in the dark corners of the surrounding stared at the white-robed man closely, and then Qiqi stopped, his stiff body directly blending into the ground, as if he had never appeared before.

Yu Deng only felt a clear spiritual power penetrate into his dantian, and felt very comfortable, that spiritual power did not make him feel uncomfortable in the slightest.

He operated himself along with that spiritual power, and all the pain in his body disappeared for a while.

He opened his eyes and looked over, white clothes fluttering, black hair and silver pupils, handsome and cold face, it was his aloof master Ze Yuxian who lifted him up indifferently, with nothing to do with gentleness.

"Master, Master."

Yu Deng felt that although his master's expression was not rich, but now he looked like he was in a bad mood, and he looked like a dean in modern times.

Yu Deng didn't do anything bad, but there was an inexplicable sense of guilt in his voice.

Immortal Zeyu ignored him and just waved his sleeves, and the white phoenix landed on his skirt obediently, and it turned into a white phoenix embroidery on the clothes.

Exquisite and exquisite, it is admirable.

Yu Deng straightened his eyes.

Immortal Zeyu took out a bottle of pill and handed it to him, with a cold voice: "Recovery Pill, eat it to repair the injury of the pill."

Yu Deng took it, without being pretentious, and swallowed one directly.

He glanced at the scattered dark clouds in the sky, then at the elixir he had successfully refined in his arms, and suddenly realized: "Master, did you block the elixir for me?"

Immortal Zeyu nodded, looked at him with silver-gray eyes, and said in a low voice: "Today is dangerous. In the final analysis, your cultivation level is not enough. Don't try to make alchemy like this again in the future. It seems that your cultivation base homework needs to be improved. .”

Yu Deng's heart tightened suddenly. His master is the one who sticks to his word. He said before that he would be assessed once every seven days. After that, he really had to go every seven days, and he couldn't even hide.

Every time I was beaten and scolded again, it was so miserable.

But Yu Deng also knew that his master did this for him, so he often complained in his heart, but he still respected him very much.

Yu Deng put away the elixir in his hand, and when his back warmed up, he turned his head and found that a white Qiuhu cloak was draped over his back shoulders.

Zeyu Xianjun was half a head taller than Yu Deng. He put on a cloak for Yu Deng, and his arms naturally half-wrapped the young man. From the side, he looked like a husband pitying his beloved wife.

The slender fingers of the bony knuckles fastened the belt of the cloak slowly. Yu Deng actually felt that something was wrong and wanted to avoid it. He moved his Adam's apple, but didn't say anything.

I always feel that the Zeyu Xianjun in front of me is very much like the flesh and blood Hengyu in the illusion.

Yu Deng knew that he shouldn't separate the two, but Zeyu Xianjun has always been like a fairy on the altar in his heart, untouched by mortal dust, standing in the clouds forever.

But Hengyu is different, Hengyu is also indifferent, but not indifferent, he has the red world in his eyes, he can laugh, he can also be cold-faced, and occasionally even play tricks on Yu Deng, deliberately watching Yu Deng make a fool of himself, but he really makes a fool of himself, But he would step forward to cover him.

Contradictory and pure, but more like a real person.

"Yu Deng, do you think there is something wrong with your body?"

Hearing this, Yu Deng shook his head almost subconsciously: "No."

Immortal Zeyu nodded, and with a wave of his hand, the house that had been knocked down by the thunder had returned to its original state, which was like turning stone into gold.

He took one last look at Yu Deng, and only reminded Yu Deng to remember to return to his homework in seven days, and then disappeared in a flash.

Yu Deng sighed and said in a low voice, "It's a bit of a pretense, but it's really handsome."

When he said this, he felt a little inappropriate for a moment, but the master couldn't hear it anyway, so it didn't matter.

Yu Deng's refining of the fifth-grade perfect Qi Gathering Pill this time shocked all the elders of the alchemy hall. With this level, no matter where they are used to teach, they can turn around and become their lecturers.

Yu Deng is completely famous, and he is rising like the sun. When it comes to him, he is called a 'genius', 'green out of blue' and other titles.

Naturally, there are many things about people becoming famous, and a bunch of senior brothers tried to learn from him how to improve the method of alchemy.

Yu Deng held the herbs in his hand and threw them into the alchemy furnace. Several juniors in the audience couldn't help asking: "Brother Yu, how do you judge the time to put the herbs?"

Yu Deng said: "It's very simple, do we still need to judge?"

Junior brother: "..."

Seeing the atmosphere a bit awkward, a senior brother tried to calm down and said, "Junior Brother Yu, your alchemy skills are so good now, how do you improve?"

Yu Deng said earnestly: "It was born, and I knew it suddenly, and I haven't improved much."

Now everyone is silent, and their eyes are different.

Yu Deng also felt something was wrong.

Why the hell is he talking so hard now? !

The scary thing is that he couldn't control himself at all, it felt like his mouth was talking to his heart.

The unusual place of Yu Deng was naturally noticed by everyone.

Elder Xun even went to Zangshu Pavilion to inquire, and finally concluded that Yu Deng's situation was probably the sequelae left by Sanxuan Tianlei.

That is the truth buff.

In fact, Yu Deng is considered lucky, this level of punishment is really not a big deal, at least a few words, in fact, it does not affect normal life.

From this day on, Yu Deng forcibly played the image of a high-cold senior brother, and never said much if he could solve it with a single word.

As everyone knows, people themselves are Mu Qiang's creatures, not to mention that Yu Deng has fought a beautiful turnaround now, others mentioned him most as a genius, and his previous behavior of pursuing his master has also been beautified a lot, as if he was It is portrayed as an image of a high-cold swordsman who is only infatuated with his sweetheart.

And the dangerous Neptune's speech has become an unusual symbol.

The Lingxiao Sect was originally the number one sect in the cultivation world, with a high status, so gossip news naturally spread very quickly in the cultivation world.

Yu Deng used to only occupy the title of Zeyu Xianjun's disciple, and he didn't have the ability to match. Naturally, he was not taken seriously by everyone. Naturally, those gossip scripts would not give him any more roles in the scene, at most he would be cannon fodder Incredible.

But now it's very different. Before Yu Deng knew it, the book with him as the protagonist had already started to sell well on major book stalls.

Especially when his reputation as an alchemy genius came out recently, those story books became even more popular.

The practice of self-cultivation is open, and the eighteenth-banned little yellow texts are everywhere. The most popular ones are Zhideng cp, Lingdeng cp and master-student cp.

After all, this was admitted by Ren Yu Deng himself, and the relationship between these three people and Yu Deng is not bad, it is not a loss to invest in shares, and it is easier to eat sugar.

Xie Ling was dressed in black, with a cold jade pendant tied around his waist, his black hair was pinned up high, his face was warm and white, like broken jade or Kunshan jade, especially those black and divine eyes , warm and cold, everything he passes attracts a lot of men and women on the street.

Xie Ling held a long sword in her hand, and the scabbard was carved with complicated patterns, which was extraordinary at first glance.

He walked into a bookstall with no superfluous expression on his face. The storekeeper immediately smiled when he saw him, nodded and bowed his waist and said, "Young master is here. Today's goods are all ready for you."

As he spoke, he pointed to the well-wrapped stack of scriptures in front of him.

Then he whispered to Xie Ling: "My lord, these are all good products, and they all meet your requirements. Lingdeng cp has all kinds of pure love, meat, drama, and ban."

Xie Ling nodded, pursed her lips unnaturally, and took out two high-grade spirit stones in her hands. The shopkeeper's eyes lit up immediately, and his smile was brighter than that of a chrysanthemum.

The shopkeeper took the spirit stone, held it in his hand, let out a sigh of relief, stroked it, rolled his eyes, and said to Xie Ling: "Young master, do you only eat silk lanterns?"

Xie Ling paused for a moment, and the shop owner thought there was something interesting, so he continued: "The hottest thing in the shop at the moment is the branch lamp, the gentle and elegant beauty and the cold and taciturn swordsman, everyone is crazy!"

Xie Ling's eyes suddenly turned cold, and before he could say anything, the shopkeeper continued: "There is also master and apprentice CP, the eternal god!"

Xie Ling's face was completely darkened at this time, and he said coldly: "What is this and what is it, when did Yu Deng have these connections with them, the master is like a father, and the senior sister is like a mother, so I am not afraid of being scribbled like this. People smashed the stall."

The shopkeeper only thought that he was a die-hard fan of Lingdeng cp, so he said earnestly: "Young master, you know, eating a pair of cp is indeed a strong sense of substitution, but if there is sugar, there is a knife. Why don't you get three pairs in a row, as long as If you are happy enough, you will never be able to abuse us!"

Xie Ling was so angry that she didn't want to talk, because the store had a lot of chatter, obviously she chatted a lot with those who came to buy scripts on weekdays: "My lord, many people got into three couples because of that Yu Deng."

Xie Ling didn't want to listen to his nonsense, so he said, "Yu Deng once admitted that he likes Xie Ling in front of Immortal Zeyu himself, is this also false?"

The shopkeeper laughed: "Of course it's true...just, that Mr. Yu said exactly what he said. He likes Zhu Zhi and Xie Ling, and everyone knows that Mr. Yu has a deep love for his master, so how can he give up so easily."

"Otherwise, how did these three popular CP pairs come out?"

Xie Ling felt a short circuit in his mind for a moment, and his fingernails dug into his palms. He said dryly, "Don't talk nonsense."

The shopkeeper sighed and said, "My lord, don't be obsessed with CP, you can just go out and ask about it, why am I lying to you?"

Xie Ling calmed down a bit. If you really want to know something, of course it is better to ask yourself. He has read countless stories, and he knows that the most classic routine in the stories is that the two protagonists have conflicts and don't tell each other, and finally break up and reunite. Heartbreaking story.

He would like to ask, at first he ran into Wen Yuquan by mistake and said that he liked him, then he accepted his mission and was always patient with him, making him various snacks, giving him a bunch of beautiful magic weapons, Yu Deng, who specially celebrates his recovery, is actually a playboy?

Xie Ling thinks that she has been with Yu Deng for a long time, and he can't understand this person's good or bad.

Yu Deng would not be that kind of person.

Xie Ling took a stack of books and left, and the shopkeeper behind him shook his head and muttered: "This young man is a little weak to accept, thank goodness I didn't tell him that there are still three batches of meat. Wouldn't it be more exciting for Yu Deng to be the general attack? "

Xie Ling left the sect this time to complete a more troublesome sect task. He had just returned to Lingxiaozong. When he was at the foot of the mountain, he heard that Yu Deng had made great progress in alchemy a few days ago, which attracted Sanxuan Tianlei.

After all, it was Tianlei, Yu Deng's practice was not high enough, and he didn't know if he was injured. He was worried in his heart, so he planned to visit him.

But before he could find Yu Deng, Yu Deng came to him first.

The enchantment at Xie Ling's door was open to Yu Deng, so when Yu Deng came in, he hadn't had time to put away the stack of story books on the table.

As soon as Yu Deng came in, he saw a table full of colorful scripts, as well as Xie Ling's eyes and movements that were trying to conceal.

"Brother, why didn't you say anything when you came?"

Xie Ling's fingers trembled slightly, and while talking to divert Yu Deng's attention, she planned to put away those scriptures as "indifferently" as possible.

But Yu Deng is not blind, he endured it, but he still couldn't hold back and said: "Xie Ling, you actually like reading scripts!"

Xie Ling's handsome face was stained with a bit of blush, he put away the scriptures with no expression on his face, and forcibly calmed down: "Can't you?"

Yu Deng let himself go and said: "Good stuff, I haven't read the script for a long time."

Xie Ling was taken aback, and couldn't help clenching her fingers, and said in a low voice: "Brother, don't you think I'm not doing my job properly?"

Xie Ling has always liked to collect beautiful little objects and story books, but his master treats him strictly, afraid that he will lose his mind when playing with things, and if he sees him playing with those things, they will be destroyed in front of him.

Yu Deng picked up a script and said indifferently: "What's the matter? Reading a script is not a proper job..."