How to make the white lotus surrender

What is meant by meditation is calming the mind, slowing down the breath, controlling the spiritual energy to slowly turn around the large acupoints of the body, circulate the meridians, and finally return to the dantian, repeating the cycle.

What Yu Deng is most impatient about is sitting in meditation. The main reason is that he has not yet broken through the foundation building Dzogchen. The feeling of spiritual power flowing and widening the meridians is not obvious, nor will it produce that obvious sense of comfort. A feeling of wasting time.

Yu Deng sat on the warm. Jade. Pu. Moved left and right, couldn't help but opened his eyes and glanced at the master above him.

The clear and shallow incense mist in the hall rises slowly from the purple smoked copper furnace, overflowing into the air.

Immortal Zeyu has a sense of aloofness and indifference as if he had been in a high position for a long time even in his sitting posture. The whole person seems to be shrouded in a cloud of mist, with a natural beauty like a jade carving.

Yu Deng only took a glance and then looked away. He was not very impressed by the beauty of the master. There are many beauties in the cultivation world. A few days ago, the stunning beauty of the master sister dazzled in front of his eyes every day, and his aesthetics was forced to improve a lot.

The quiet needle drop in the hall could be seen, Yu Deng subconsciously lowered his voice and said: "Master, Master, I want to go to the toilet."

Zeyu Xianjun did not move, his palms were folded upwards, and his sitting posture was stable, as if he could not hear his voice at all.

Yu Deng rolled his eyes and whispered a few more words. Seeing that Zeyu Xianjun still didn't respond, he carefully took out a mirror stone.

The mirror stone is the latest popular gadget in the world of comprehension. It can leave a phantom of reality. In order to earn some money, many comprehensionists will deliberately record some human scripts, dramas, palace scenes, or will a will. The strange stories were recorded, copied in large quantities, and sold in the market, but they also made a lot of money.

These things are like short videos one by one, which is just right to relieve boredom. In the eyes of Luo Yudeng, it is similar to the short video software Mouyin in real life.

It has to be said that there is no shortage of these capitalists who are used to making money in every era.

Yu Deng took out the mirror stone, released his spiritual consciousness, pressed the button next to the mirror stone, and connected the sound setting in the mirror stone with his spiritual consciousness.

Yu Deng switched randomly for a while, found a joke about strange novels, and listened to it with relish.

Yu Deng is not timid, or out of curiosity, he likes to listen to some weird jokes.

He closed his eyes and pretended to be meditating seriously, but in reality his soul flew to nowhere.

The picture of the mirror stone can emerge in the sea of ​​consciousness, and the jokes edited by this author are so realistic that Yu Deng suspects that he really went to catch Li Gui to edit the jokes.

Some scary points are very eye-catching, and the way the fierce ghost swoops over with its teeth and claws frightened even Yu Deng enough.

Yu Deng thought he was watching ghost movies without knowing it, but he never thought that such a boss as Zeyu Xianjun might be able to know all his movements without opening his eyes.

A few strands of slender hair slid down from Zeyuxianjun's forehead, and the jet-black hair stood up high, tied only with a jade-inlaid white crown. field of flowers.

His eyes looked at Yu Deng who was seriously meditating with his head hanging down, and suddenly got up, and the white silk slipped into the air along with his movements, and his steps were light and slow, and he walked straight to Yu Deng's side.

Yu Deng's expression was very rich, showing a bit of panic for a while, and seemed to be holding back a smile for a while, which was extremely contradictory.

Zeyu Xianjun narrowed his silver eyes slightly, his voice was low but penetrating, as if he had penetrated directly into the sea of ​​consciousness from the outside world.

"Yu Deng, what are you doing?"

Yu Dengzheng watched it for fun. This episode is more of a horror comedy than a pure horror joke, and it is suitable for relieving fatigue. Suddenly, I heard the voice of the master, not to mention the three souls and six souls, even the nine souls. Frightened instantly dissipated.

Yu Deng almost subconsciously cut off the connection with Liu Jingshi's spiritual consciousness. When he raised his head, he couldn't stop trembling from half his waist down, and forced a distorted smile on his face: "Master ?”

Zeyu Xianjun moved his fingertips slightly, a sharp silver light flashed, and a crystal clear mirror stone appeared in the plain white palm, which was extraordinarily delicate and beautiful.

Yu Deng only felt cardiac arrest.

He stammered: "Master, Master, this..."

Immortal Zeyu's silver-gray eyes turned from the mirror stone to Yu Deng's body, the eyes faced each other, full of oppression, Yu Deng was so guilty that he couldn't bear to look away.

"Yu Deng, is this the result of your meditation?"

Yu Deng bowed his head dejectedly, and lowered his voice a few degrees: "Tu'er knows I was wrong."

The voice was inexplicably pitiful, like the young master who was reprimanded by Heng Yu in the illusion, who was angry and wronged.

The immortal in white suffocated for a moment, then closed his eyes lightly, exerting force in his hand, the photo stone instantly turned into soot and dissipated.

An indifferent and cold voice sounded faintly: "Yu Deng, you should know that I, a disciple of Zeyu Sect, will have to take on the important task of supporting Langyu Peak and Lingxiao Sect in the future."

Yu Deng lowered his head, put his hands on his knees, and said nothing.

He really went too far this time. Yu Deng admitted that he was greedy for enjoyment and not serious about his practice. He always thought that there was a senior sister in front of him. An outstanding person like senior sister would definitely be able to stand up to Langyu Peak in the future. It doesn't really matter whether you think you are good or not.

As for the lofty ambition of crushing the void before, it has been exhausted day after day.

Little people have never persisted for a long time. Yu Deng is an ordinary person. Even if he has the physique of the panacea, he can be restrained a lot. In the end, it is of no benefit, and he may even give his life here.

Immortal Zeyu lowered his eyes, seeing the rare depression of the young man, he didn't know what to think, those beautiful black eyes were so dim that it made people feel distressed.

He turned the words on the tip of his tongue, and finally said: "That's all for this time, I will punish you to go to the cliff tonight and think about your mistakes, and don't do it again in the future."

Yu Deng calmed down, bowed respectfully and said: "Thank you, Master, I will definitely remember Master's teachings."

Zeyu Xianjun turned around and stopped looking at Yu Deng, and his plain white robe showed a silver frost-like demeanor.

The silver-gray pupils were slowly closed, and the palms were slightly relaxed. There seemed to be a faint sigh coming from the empty hall.

The back cliff of Langyu Peak is hidden behind a large dense jungle.

There are many spirit beasts in this dense forest, but Yu Deng had visited almost the entire Langyu Peak in order to collect spirit grass before, and he basically knew all the spirit beasts on Langyu Peak.

Some of these spirit beasts are docile and some are violent, but they are not races that are hostile to cultivators. Generally speaking, Yu Deng gets along well with them.

So when Yu Deng encountered a dark golden two-finger-long snake that he had never seen before, he was still a little surprised.

The little snake followed him all the time, Yu Deng didn't notice it at first, but then somehow, the little snake seemed to be burned by flames, twisted and twisted together, and wrapped around Yu Deng's feet directly wrist.

Yu Deng was taken aback, but although the little snake looked extremely painful, it didn't mean to hurt him at all. It just kept rubbing against Yu Deng's ankle with the position under its body, and the bright red snake letter carefully licked it. With Yu Deng's skin, he looked extremely obsessed.

Yu Deng's heart softened for a moment, and he squatted down lightly, but the little snake seemed to be startled by his movement, and did not dare to move, as if it had been immobilized and stiff.

The young man caressed the little snake's head lightly, and said in a low voice, "Little guy, why are you following me alone? Are you feeling bad now?"

The little snake with a dark golden body seemed to feel his kindness, and slowly relaxed its body, gently wrapping around Yu Deng's wrist bones, and gently rubbed its small face against the back of Yu Deng's hand, making a nod posture.

It seems that this is a little snake that already has spiritual consciousness, but it doesn't know why it follows him.

Yu Deng stood up, and couldn't help but gently ran his fingers along the scales on the snake's back. One thing to say, this dark golden snake was extremely beautiful, coiled around his wrist like a delicately crafted snake-shaped bracelet, Under the moonlight, the beautiful dark golden scales exude an extremely mellow luster like gold.

For some reason, Yu Deng suddenly thought of the giant candle dragon python that covered the sky and the moon in the illusion.

His eyes fell on the little snake involuntarily, but he couldn't help but want to laugh. The giant candle dragon python is a legendary rare species, so he can come across it at will.

Yu Deng took the little snake into the back cliff, and he randomly took out a few night pearls as lights.

There was a little movement on the wrist again, and the little snake seemed to start to feel uncomfortable again. The tail of the snake kept rubbing against Yu Deng's wrist, and its long fangs rested on the back of Yu Deng's hand, as if it was about to pierce in the next moment. .

Yu Deng didn't know the type of the little snake. He just wanted to cast a spell to control the little snake that was about to move, but he didn't expect that it just rubbed Yu Deng's skin with its fangs, and then took it back. It was exhausted and there was no more movement.

Yu Deng was inexplicably worried about the little snake. After thinking about it, he planned to use secret language to transmit sound to ask his senior sister.

The senior sister has always been well-informed, and in Yu Deng's heart, there is nothing he doesn't know.

The senior sister received the voice transmission in secret language last time, but this time there was no response for a long time.

Just when Yu Deng thought he had failed in sound transmission, a slightly hoarse voice gently brushed past his ears: "... Junior brother?"

Yu Deng gently nodded the little snake's head, trying to wake it up, but he was afraid that it would not wake up if it fell asleep.

Hearing Senior Sister's gentle voice, Yu Deng couldn't help but feel relieved: "Are you free now, Senior Sister?"

Zhu Zhi's voice over there was as gentle as the wind, but there were some fragments: "Of course there are, junior brother, what's the matter?"

Yu Deng rubbed the little snake, and said in a low voice: "Senior sister, I met a little dark gold snake in the back mountain of Langyu Peak. It has very long fangs. It seems that something is wrong. uncomfortable."

Zhu Zhi was silent for a while, and Yu Deng heard his senior sister's breath trembling very lightly, with different emotions in her voice: "You may have met a golden snake, that golden snake It’s so uncomfortable, maybe it’s time to molt.”

"Does the younger brother want to help it?"

Yu Deng subconsciously said: "Of course."

Zhu Zhi chuckled lightly, and said inexplicably, "Then you can use the power of the Spirit Palace to comfort it for a while, and it will soon go through this molting period."

"Of course, if the younger brother is willing to hug it and fall asleep together, it should be able to ease its irritable mood and help it go through the molting period better."

When Yu Deng heard this, he always felt that something was inexplicably wrong, but he couldn't tell where it was wrong.

In the end, he comforted him according to his senior sister's words, and the little snake really calmed down, and it perched on his chest obediently and obediently.

Are golden snakes so delicate?

It made him want to raise one.

The author has something to say: Zhizhi: Unexpectedly, in the eyes of my wife, I have changed from mighty and domineering to petite and charming.

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