The three of them no longer felt anything strange. They subconsciously thought that it was probably because they were under too much pressure during this period and they were suspicious and misjudged
But there is no reason for three people to have the same illusion at the same time, right
At midnight, the Chief Instructor of the Jiuzun Mansion began to exercise his authority again. Except for Yun Yang, all the other eight people came together, sealed off the six senses, only retained the profound energy, and started fighting with fists and kicks, punching to the extreme. battle.
"I'll beat them all to death. If you don't want to beat others to death, they will be beaten to death by others!"
Dong Qitian said calmly: "By tomorrow morning, I will definitely see at least four of them half-dead! This is related to your future rankings. It doesn't matter if you choose to be merciful!"
After saying this, Dong Qitian waved his hands and went back to sleep.
It has been more than four thousand years since I could lie down and sleep properly. Now I finally got out of trouble, and I have to be a nanny for these guys. Naturally, I can lie down and never stand up. When Dong Qitian was lying on the bed, The moment my back touched the soft bed, I even felt a feeling of happiness and satisfaction.
"So what if your cultivation level is unparalleled?" Dong Qitian sighed: "The so-called feeling of happiness is still the most real feeling of ordinary people."
"The higher your cultivation level, you can live without food, eat wind and drink dew, but you will lose the happiness of ordinary people's food and drink; if you practice in seclusion for many years without sleep, you will not have the opportunity of sleep and happiness of ordinary people; if you want to run wild in the world, you will certainly have Life is long and will last forever in this world, but how can we have the joy and happiness of family life that ordinary people have with children and grandchildren around their knees?"
"Even if he is an old monster who has lived for tens of thousands of years, he has been greeted and sent away all his life, he has read all the prosperity, he has seen all the wind and frost in the world, and even the rise and fall of the world, but does he really have the happiness of ordinary people who can taste the joys, anger, sorrows and joys? …”
"Really, after tens of thousands of years, there will be more than tens of millions of descendants? There are so many descendants, how can any descendant be cared for long in our hearts? Without caring about relatives, everything will be as indifferent as to strangers, even if the descendants are no longer If there are too many, how can we have a warm home?”
Dong Qitian was lying on the bed, obviously caring about the softness of the bed, but he couldn't fall asleep.
Looking at the bright moon outside the window, the thoughts in my heart were rolling, ups and downs; for a moment, I was crazy about myself.
"I remember many years ago, there was a saying... If you want to reach heaven, you must first be a human being. But now, with all the practitioners everywhere, who... is serious about being a human being?"
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Puff puff…
The whole night for Feng Guohai and the three of them, their ears were filled with the sounds of flesh being hit on the training ground, one after another!
Then there were the screams that came one after another, becoming more and more shrill. The three of them were so noisy that they couldn't rest at all, so they simply put on their clothes and got up to watch.
But at this sight, the three of them all shook their heads in disdain.
I saw eight people on the playground attacking each other like crazy tigers, punching each other until they got to the flesh. But everyone was running around like headless chickens, beating whoever they caught. There was no goal at all and no rules at all. It was a complete mess and miserable to watch.
The word "horrible" here has two meanings. The former is the three people's evaluation of the eight-person melee strategic and tactical moves. It is simply too horrible to be seen!
As for the latter, it is completely miserable, because every moment, everyone is dealing with seven enemies at the same time, attacking other people at the same time, and being attacked by the other seven people at the same time!
All of them had bared teeth, bruised noses and swollen faces, and the ground was already dripping with blood.
Everyone is constantly being knocked down and then getting up again and again.
Everyone's attacks were powerful and heavy, which showed that they all had good profound energy cultivation, but their attack patterns had no purpose at all.
It seems that everyone is deaf and blind, completely incapable of perception. They are worse than ordinary men who have only learned three or two days of moves.
"This training model is really unique."
Feng Guohai frowned: "This is probably the first time I've seen him in his life."
"I've only seen this in my life. It's unique." Xiao Yushu and Gu Jiuxiao also shook their heads.
"This kind of training is obviously a waste of resources and talent, and there is no efficiency at all?!"
They shook their heads while watching, but Shi Wuchen and others who were in the middle of the battle slowly had a new feeling.
At the beginning, it was really uncomfortable to be in this state of facing the enemy. I couldn't see, hear, or feel... I could only attack blindly, relying solely on the instinct of a warrior to launch an offensive. But later on, I gradually found a suitable trick.
That is…
The seventh sense!
Relying on their inherent sense of danger as cultivators, the eight of them slowly began to dodge and evade, and their moves and moves also had certain rules. It would be worse than the initial accidental collision and pure luck. ...As a result, each other's injuries became more and more serious.
In this state, everyone seems to be sleepwalking, making soft moves, greeting them everywhere, and only when they really come into contact with the opponent, they use force. Under this attack mode, eight out of ten times, This time it was able to be beaten solidly, without any false flowers.
Fortunately, these people are all of the same level of cultivation, so we don’t have to worry about really beating anyone to death...
This first night of training was called... a night of purgatory.
A whole night passed, and without exception, these eight people were all lying on the ground in a severe coma, and they didn't know what was going on!
At dawn, Yun Yang came out and dragged eight people into the room, stuffing a pill into each person's mouth. Then the door slammed shut, and he turned around and came out without paying any attention to them.
In the afternoon, the eight people woke up one after another, each recovering their physical strength and repairing their physical bodies.
These eight people were practicing their skills and yelling curses at the same time.
"Which grandson beats the general like this!"
"It's so devoid of brotherhood!"
"Why don't you strike more gently?"
"Are you being gentle?"
"How can it be the same... hiss... it hurts so much!"
"It doesn't matter if you use more force in the sparring, but... I just want to ask, who kicked my crotch?!"
An exasperated voice groaned: "Damn it, I'm still a virgin... You bastards... Hiss... I don't know if it can still be used..."
"You think you're the only one..." Another voice had obviously just recovered its breath, and said in a trembling voice that was so painful: "My crotch... is about to break..."
"It seems like no one has been beaten before..." Another person gloated: "When I was kicked in the crotch, I didn't know who to blame with my legs? I used my own thigh instead of being kicked, you idiot!"
“…”
With a banging sound, Dong Qitian walked in with a swaying step.
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