Dressed as a cannon fodder for a harmonious essay, I have few desires [Quick Transmigration]

The person in the eye of the wind has risen to mid-air.

The thunder light in the distance gradually approached, and the wind blew violently within half a mile of Yan Sui's body, grass clippings flew across, and trees broke down in the middle.However, the people in the storm just swayed their clothes slightly, compared with the chaos outside, they were so calm and terrifying.

Yan Sui was still holding the package in his arms, as if in a daze, and didn't respond. Even though Miaoqing shouted loudly to remind him outside the storm, he just blinked and stared blankly at the mouth of the master who kept drinking.

"boom--"

A thunderstorm exploded in his ears, and Yan Sui threw away the things in his hands as if awakened by a start, and subconsciously defended himself, temporarily putting Wan Yunge's figure out of his mind, and the peregrine falcon flew out from his waist, protecting his master's face Facing Lei Jie who was about to move, he issued a clanging sword cry.

The dark clouds rolled, the thunder was muffled, and the confrontation between humans and robbers was on the verge of breaking out. However, in an instant, the wind and thunder stopped suddenly, and the world seemed to have suddenly fallen into dead silence.

Yan Sui kept his hands on, one formation after another appeared in each corresponding position in front of him, the peregrine falcon transformed into a sword spirit, and consciously stood on the eye of one of the formations.

"Get up!"

"Sword out!"

In the next second, the peregrine falcon shot out like a shooting star, and the lightning that was as thick as an adult's arm also struck down from the sky. The two dazzling rays of light collided in mid-air. I couldn't help but close my eyes, and then there was a flash of white light for three or four moments, like a golden crow falling.

However, this was just the beginning, as if the curtain had officially kicked off, one thicker thunderbolt fell one after another, at first people could vaguely see the peregrine falcon sword entangled with Leijie from between their fingers, but later Leijie was too It was too dense, and the light became more and more intense, even Master Miaoqing had to hide his sleeves for a while.

The successive thunderclaps continued like drums, Miao Qing counted silently, but as he counted, his heart couldn't help but tugged.

For monks, the promotion of Jindan to Nascent Soul is a very important threshold. There are many people in the cultivation world who have fallen on these twelve thunders.Miao Qing was very sure about Yan Sui's aptitude and talent, but Miao Qing found out something was wrong.

This is not only twelve, right?

Miao Qing continued to count carefully, 31, [-]... [-], [-]. Comparing with his hundreds of years of experience in overcoming tribulations, Yan Sui's current number of thunder tribulations is almost at the level of the transformation stage .

But there has never been a record of being promoted two levels at a time before.

35, 36.The last thunder tribulation fell, Master Miaoqing saw the dark clouds gradually receding, and immediately rushed to the place where a hole had been cut out, and waved away the remaining dust and smoke, and then he could see the situation inside clearly.

"Stinky boy?"

In the sunken pit, Yan Sui was half-kneeling on the ground with a peregrine sword at this moment. His clothes had long since been shredded into strips of cloth, his hair was scorched, and his exposed skin was black and red. , already bloody.

"Master..."

Like a gasp, the person who was holding on finally fell down, unconscious.

"Yan Sui!"

A large part of Lei Jie's role is to help immortal cultivators temper their muscles and bones so that they can practice more intensively and adapt to more advanced exercises.

After Yan Sui passed out, he was immediately sent to Chunlin Peak by Master Miao Qing, who was tempered by the Thunder Tribulation of the God Transformation Stage at the Golden Core Stage, and Miao Qingsheng was afraid that he would kill his apprentice.

Therefore, when Yan Sui opened his eyes again, the wind was not the bedroom in the small courtyard that he was familiar with, but a Datong bunk room with a strong smell of bitter medicine.

"Brother, you are awake!"

Yan Sui tried his best to turn his head, and a man in Chunlin Peak disciple uniform was standing beside his bed holding a medicine bowl.

"Junior Sister Yu?"

Startled by his hoarse voice, Yan Sui frowned and closed his mouth.

Yu Lingzi didn't care too much, first stepped forward excitedly to check the condition of Yan Sui's meridians, and then lifted some of the gauze wrapped around his body to see how he was healing, then rushed outside and said something to the disciple in charge at the door, Then he returned to Dao Yansui excitedly.

Noticing Yan Sui's Adam's apple that kept swallowing, she thought of pouring a glass of water for the patient, and gently helped Yan Sui to sit up.

"Thank you."

Yan Sui raised his hand to catch the teacup that Yu Lingzi was about to bring to his mouth, indicating that he could, and drank two cups in a row, and the man who had just woken up from his lethargy put down the cup with a sense of satisfaction.

"Brother, do you know? You have transformed into a god!"

"Oh, God Transformation."

Yan Sui looked at the teapot not far away and thought about asking Yu Lingzi to pour him another cup. When he heard Yu Lingzi's words, he subconsciously agreed, but he was taken aback when he turned the corner.

"God Transformation!!?"

"Yeah, although I don't know why Uncle Miaoqing told me not to disclose it to the outside world, but I think you are really amazing, brother, you are simply, simply a genius!"

In Yulingzi's dancing and confusing narration, Yan Sui finally figured out that his unexpected tribulation was actually a leap forward.

Just when Yan Sui was in a daze and contemplating, remembering how he did it, Reverend Miaoqing pushed open the door and came in with his hands behind his back. Seeing the apprentice who looked pretty good on the bed, his heart that had been hanging for more than ten days was finally over. Half fell.

"Try to run Xiao Zhoutian?"

Point the index finger on Yan Sui's forehead to input a little spiritual power, and the spiritual power put in by Master Miaoqing for inspection mixed with Yan Sui's own spiritual power and circulated in Yan Sui's body for a week. After careful inspection, no hidden dangers and problems were found. Miao Qing's heart was completely dropped.

"You brat didn't realize it, but he was directly promoted to Master Transformation God. It seems that I put less pressure on you before."

Reverend Miaoqing raised his chin reservedly. Although he was very proud of his disciple's ascension to become a god, he still had that self-restrained appearance on the surface. Only the corners of his mouth could not help but reveal his true feelings.

"However, this is also a rare opportunity. Don't be complacent. When your health recovers, hurry up and consolidate your cultivation. Don't let others say that Ge Yufeng has a false name."

After a few more instructions, telling Yan Sui not to publicize his cultivation and resting in Chunlin Peak for the time being, Master Miao Qing left Yan Sui in a rare mood in a good mood.

"After that, I will trouble you a lot, Junior Sister Yu."

Yan Sui held the medicine bowl prepared by Yu Lingzi, although he was reluctant, he closed his eyes and let out a sigh of relief.

Looking at his funny expression, Yu Lingzi couldn't help covering her lips and laughing.

The spring sun was just right, and the peach blossoms outside the window were in full bloom, making the cheeks of the girl inside the house red.

"Snapped!"

The standing mirror was roughly turned upside down on the table, as if it was a bit of an eyesore, the mirror was put away and put into his arms.

"Yo Yo Yo, I'm so angry with you."

"What's the matter? Brother, did you do something bad behind your back?"

In the small shed in the dense forest, Wan Yunge, who had just finished practicing the new moves, turned on the homophonic mirror with great anticipation, and saw a familiar figure appearing beside Yan Sui, and this person was still talking and laughing with Yan Sui, so he was very happy look.

"Regret? Feel uncomfortable? I said don't use it, don't use it, you must listen."

"To shut up."

Wan Yunge, who was not in a very good mood, spoke coldly, but the Lich, who was smoking a pipe and watching the excitement, ignored his cold gaze and continued to speak.

"Tell me, how good it is to keep people by your side after listening to me. I have many ways to make people willing to follow you forever."

Swinging the smoke and drawing the sword, he followed the master's will and stabbed at the person who was still chattering.

"You said that while you didn't dare to tell people to stay, you secretly used formations to spy on others. Isn't this a little perverted behavior?"

The lich squinted his eyes, and the tip of the sword stopped an inch away from him. No matter how hard Wan Yunge tried, the sword wielding smoke trembled, but it couldn't move forward.

"Unfortunately, it's still a little bit."

The Lich tapped the silver long sword in front of him with the cigarette stick, and looked at the face of Wan Yunge, who had taken off his mask and the magic pattern was bright red at this time, not at all annoyed, and still smiling.

Wan Yunge withdrew his sword, but he was still too far behind, no matter in terms of strength or facing Yan Sui, he was not irreplaceable.

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Xiao Wan appeared briefly