How to make the white lotus surrender

Yu Deng tried to comfort his senior sister who was in a bad mood, and just after saying goodbye, another message talisman surfaced.

A few lines of silver and white flowing characters were laid out in the air, saying: "Enter the temple today to practice sword cultivation."

Yu Deng's shoulders slumped, knowing that it was the seventh day again.

He let out a long sigh, touched the hilt of his natal sword, and comforted himself, "Xiaojian, we have to go get beaten again."

The long sword trembled immediately, and looked quite pitiful, Yu Deng immediately said lovingly: "Don't be afraid, cooperate better today, if we can't fight, we will run away, and suffer less."

The long sword was really much quieter, Yu Deng felt that the sword just followed him, and love was a virtue.

The mountain behind Langyu Hall.

Zeyu Xianjun sat cross-legged on the cold jade seat, with his eyes closed, if he looked carefully, he could find that there were fine red silk threads faintly emerging on the exquisite and perfect face, which were like blood, all over Zeyuxian's body. Jun Bairuo Guiyu's side face, that face seemed to be torn apart and stitched together again.

It's very strange, but Zeyu Xianjun's body is full of immortality, like a dream, lonely and indifferent, with the appearance of a fairy coming to the world, this contradictory appearance is more like a regret in the world, falling on this person. Make him more and more different and submissive.

No one knows that the ruthless Zeyu Xianjun has been affected by the inner demon at this time, and phantom obsessions that should not have appeared in the reality around him.

The phantom of the heart demon is not the same as the general illusion. The heart demon is not so much a demon as it is the seven emotions and six desires that everyone has, but there are people who want to suppress the seven emotions and six desires that should be in this life, so that desire. It seems to be covered in dust, but in fact, the power of this obsession will be strengthened day after day, and it will grow endlessly day and night, and eventually grow into the so-called inner demon.

Ordinary people seldom have inner demons, and only have obsessions that are neither deep nor shallow. Such inner demons have always been born by cultivators who believe that there is love between heaven and earth and do not care about human feelings.

Zeyu Xianjun is famous in the world of comprehension for his ruthless swordsmanship. He suppresses emotions and six desires, three souls and six spirits, and witnesses swordsmanship with ruthless way. He has killed thousands of people and ghosts, but none of them gave him a single superfluous thought.

But the more this is the case, the more abnormal it is.

After all, man is not on the same level as God.

This heart demon can also be divided into depths, and the phantom of this heart demon that Immortal Zeyu gave birth to has begun to enter and affect his reality.

Moreover, the phantom is immortal, and at some point it will sneak out when the person relaxes, and face the face of the person with complicated emotions towards him, acting recklessly and arousing the suppressed desire, just like in front of a Buddha statue. The seductive goblin, flicking her thin sleeves, always thinking of seducing and making fun for a long time.

Zeyu Xianjun's eyes were closed tightly, his complexion remained unchanged, and he was chanting sword formulas in his mouth, looking unmoved and unmoved.

And in a place where others can't see, a young man with a heavy waist and pan temples is wearing a smoky tulle, only covering the important part, and leaning on the side of Zeyu Xianjun's thigh. The scene is sensational and dry mouth dry.

The young man's black hair snaked down like a waterfall, his handsome and fair face was like broken jade, his eyelids were slightly red, his lips were as red as fat, and his youthful face made people sigh his natural amorousness.

Looking at it carefully, isn't that man with a good-looking face wearing a gloomy lamp?

"Xianjun, what sutra are you reciting, if you don't raise your eyes and see me, I don't believe your eyes are empty."

The young man's face was flushed, his words were blue, and he was entangled around Zeyu Xianjun's side like a snake. His slender bud-like fingertips lightly touched Zeyu Xianjun's half-exposed collarbone, caressing him ambiguously, affectionately. Thick and thin, every move is to seduce.

Immortal Zeyu didn't move, as if he didn't feel anything at all.

The young man snorted softly, and said in a low voice: "Are you pretending to be serious at this time? I didn't know who it was the night before, but I kissed you with all pity. I am your obsession, how can you not understand your thoughts? You It’s fine if you don’t obey, why bother to torture yourself like this.”

"If you despise me as a phantom, then go find your real sweetheart, eyeballs, kiss his eyebrows, bite his neck, and take possession of him fiercely. If you fulfill your wish, I will retire completely. Dissipate."

The young man said frivolously, hooking half of Zeyu Xianjun's white robe dishonestly with his fingers, pulling it off, with a pure smile on his face, like a fox becoming a spirit.

Immortal Zeyu clenched his hands tightly, and threw a fierce spell, cutting off half of a rockery through the phantom.

But the phantom scattered and gathered again, looking at him with a smile on its chin, which was extremely annoying.

Immortal Zeyu's face was like frost, and the soaring air almost froze the entire back mountain.

He holds the highest right to speak in the cultivation world, and even the head of Ling Xiaozong obeys orders and acts. When did he suffer from such sulking?

When Yu Deng came, he saw the appearance of Zeyu Xianjun cutting off half of the mountain with a cold face. He was so frightened that he couldn't help touching the hilt of his sword, trembling in his heart: "Xiaojian, it seems that we two came today by accident, why is Master so angry, is it because we are late?"

The long sword was shaking and shaking, and it seemed that it was about to run away.

Yu Deng pressed it, and said angrily: "Don't be disrespectful, or I will betray you first, and Master can dismember your body with just one little finger."

The long sword was still shaking, but this time it was obviously out of anger.

Immortal Zeyu ignored the entangled phantom beside him, stared at Yu Deng with silver gray eyes, and said in a cool voice, "What are you doing standing up, I came two minutes late today, and I punished you to practice for two minutes longer, do you not accept it?"

Yu Deng was numb to such a punishment, he felt that he was a dead pig who was not afraid of boiling water, and a not-so-stiff smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "How can I not accept Master's decision, I should be happy." .”

Immortal Zeyu gave a faint 'hmm', glanced at the smile on the corner of the young man's mouth, and continued to practice with his eyes closed.

Yu Deng picked up the sword awkwardly, and practiced every move in a regular manner.

The heart demon phantom looked at the two with great interest. After a while, he waved the white tulle on the side of his hand, stood up, and said in an unclear voice: "Zeyu, although you are not clear-headed and used to pretending, but your eyesight is real. Very good."

The heart demon walked slowly to the side of the young man who was serious about practicing swords. He was only wearing tulle. While walking like this, the spring had already appeared. On the side of the handsome young man's face, he kissed Yu Deng's side face ambiguously, and a corrupt and fiery red flower seemed to bloom in those beautiful black eyes.

"Look at this pretty face and slender waist, playing with it between the beds, just gently touching it, this cat's eyes are so red that it makes one's heart break."

Immortal Zeyu's heart thumped, and he opened his eyes suddenly, only to see two people with exactly the same appearance and body clinging tightly together, one was practicing sword seriously, his movements were fierce and powerful, unbelievably handsome; The ultimate flowers are just waiting to be picked.

But at this time, the soft and charming flower was tightly attached to the sharp-edged young man's body, like twin flowers that were about to fuse together in the next second.

Yu Deng doesn't know about this at all. If he knows, he can understand why Xianjun Zeyu has an expression of patience to the limit. Can't you yell a stimulus?

Immortal Zeyu's face was completely dark, and he teleported directly to Yu Deng's side, interrupting Yu Deng's movements who were practicing swords, then held the young man's wrist bone, and pulled him over with a little force.

With the power of the soul on the right, he directly slapped away the phantom of the demon.

The heart demon never thought that Zeyu would really be able to do it. He was directly slapped away, and when he condensed, there was only a shallow phantom. He said coldly: "Zeyu, I really underestimated you, and I did too A part of you, aren't you afraid of hurting yourself?"

Immortal Zeyu looked at him coldly, and said coldly after a long while: "The obscene, evil monster, nonsense."

The inner demon sneered: "It's ridiculous, you are a dignified Immortal Zeyu, but you don't dare to admit the reality, you have learned."

Immortal Zeyu didn't say a word, just looked down at the hand holding Yu Deng.

Yu Deng was stunned, he didn't know what happened, but the master suddenly came over and grabbed his hand and pulled him over.

Immortal Zeyu could only feel the warmth in his hand, which was completely different from the long-term coldness in the back mountain of Langyu Temple. This warmth was like the feeling of the rising sun, and even made him feel a little nostalgia that he refused to admit.

He opened his hand lightly, curling his five fingers into the sleeve and clenched it tightly, as if to block the heat from his hand.

"There is a phantom on the back mountain of Langyu Hall. I don't know when it slipped out. You almost ran into it just now."

Yu Deng suddenly realized: "Thank you, Master."

Immortal Zeyu responded lightly, and said again: "I heard that your body is different after passing through Dan Lei recently?"

It was only then that Yu Deng remembered that he found something that was not quite right. In front of his master, his problem of only telling the truth seemed to have never happened again.

He hurriedly said: "Master, after Dan Lei passed, there is nothing wrong with me, but I can't help but tell the truth when facing others, and... those words may be a little unreasonable."

Immortal Zeyu returned to the cold jade seat, and gently tapped the jade case with his slender fingers.

Yu Deng glanced at him, and whispered: "But I found that I don't seem to have these troubles in front of Master, and I can't control my words."

Zeyu Xianjun was slightly startled, the phantom of the heart demon was standing on the side at this time, still looking like he was not doing right, but he didn't dare to approach Yu Deng frivolously.

He sneered, and said to Zeyu Xianjun: "Can't you hear it yet? Your little apprentice wants to live with you, wants to be close to you, and be with you."

"Zeyu, he likes you, and you like him too. Since we love each other, as long as you nod, everything will be perfect. Don't talk about ruthlessness with me. If you are really ruthless, how can you give birth to demons?" Come."

The demon has something to point out.

Immortal Zeyu didn't say a word, just moved his fingertips under his sleeves, and the inner demon suddenly disappeared, leaving only a frivolous voice: "It's boring, I'm going to see when you get embarrassed."

Yu Deng saw that the master didn't speak for a long time, and he felt a little timid. He was about to say something to ease the atmosphere, but saw Zeyu Xianjun gently pursed his lips and said: "Maybe my cultivation base is beyond the sky, so Dan Lei punished me in front of me." It doesn't work. Since that's the case, from now on, you will stay in the Langyu Hall, and come down the mountain when you are ready."

Yu Deng didn't slow down for a while to understand what the master said, and was dumbfounded.

Damn, he doesn't want to see Master every day!

What's the difference between this and the dean living in his own home when he was a student!

The author has something to say: To be honest, the inner demon is also a part of the master, he wants to doi with Dengdeng, veterans, do you understand?

But I wrote about two people who are exactly the same doi I really want to wave ki

sorry i'm too bt

I will continue to write tonight, and if I write enough [-], I will post another chapter

Thanks to the little angel who cast the rocket launcher: Xiaoxiao 1;

Thanks to the little angels of the irrigation nutrient solution: 80 bottles of Xiaoxiao; 30 bottles of Yuequan; 10 bottles of Duanyan;