The three of them felt nothing strange anymore, and subconsciously thought that it was probably because they were too stressed during this period and had misjudgments caused by suspicion?

But there is no reason why the three of them have the illusion of similarity together?

At midnight, the chief instructor of Jiuzun Mansion began to exercise his power again. Except for Yun Yang, all the other eight people came together, closing the six consciousnesses, only retaining the mysterious energy, and launching an extreme battle between fighting fists and feet, and fists to flesh.

"I beat them all to death. If I don't want to beat others to death, I will be beaten to death by others!"

Dong Qitian said lightly: "By tomorrow morning, I must see at least four of them are half dead! This is related to your future rankings. It doesn't matter if you choose to show mercy!"

After saying this, Dong Qitian shook his hand and went back to sleep.

I haven't been able to lie down and sleep well for more than 4,000 years. Now I have finally gotten out of trouble and have to be a nanny for these boys. Naturally, I can lie down and never sit standing. When Dong Qitian was lying on the bed, the moment when his back touched the soft bed, he even felt a sense of happiness and satisfaction.

"What can I do if my cultivation is so great?" Dong Qitian sighed slowly: "The so-called feeling of happiness is always the most real feeling of ordinary people."

"The higher your cultivation level, you can fast and eat wind and dew, but you will lose the happiness of the ordinary people's desire for abdomen; you will never sleep for years and years, but you will not have the opportunity for ordinary people to sleep and be happy; you will be rampant in the world, and you will have a long life span and live for this life, but how can you have the happiness of family happiness of ordinary people and children around your knees?"

"Even if the old monster who has lived for tens of thousands of years, in his life, he has welcomed and sent him, read the prosperity of thousands, seen the wind and frost of the world, and even the rise and fall of the world, is there really a happiness that ordinary people can appreciate joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness..."

"After tens of thousands of years, there are more than tens of millions of descendants? With so many descendants, who can be kept in my heart? If you lose your concern for your relatives, everything is as indifferent to strangers. Even if you have many descendants, what kind of warm home can you have?"

Dong Qitian was lying on the bed, clearly favoring the softness of the bed, but he couldn't sleep.

Looking at the bright moon outside the window, my thoughts rolled and fluctuated in my heart; for a moment, I became obsessed with it.

"I remember how many years ago, there was a saying that circulated... If you want to ascend to heaven, you must be a human being. But now, there are all practitioners everywhere. Who... is serious about being a human being?"

...

Puff puff puff...

Feng Zhuhai and the other three were covered with the sound of flesh and blood hitting on the training ground all night, and they came one after another!

There were also screams that followed, and they were getting more and more shrill. The three of them were so quarreled that they could not rest at all, so they simply put on their clothes and came out to watch.

But when they saw this, the three of them shook their heads together and looked at them disdainfully.

I saw that eight people on the playground were attacking each other like crazy tigers, and they were just fucking. But everyone acted like headless flies, hitting whoever they caught, with no target at all and no rules at all. It was simply a mess and terrible.

The terrible here includes two meanings. The former is the evaluation of the three people's strategies and tactical moves of the melee eight people, which is just terrible and unsightly!

As for the latter, it was completely terrible, because every moment, everyone was equal to 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!

Each of them was bared, his nose was bruised and his face was swollen, and the ground was already covered in blood.

Everyone was constantly being knocked down and then got up.

Everyone's attacks are powerful and powerful, which shows that they have excellent mysterious cultivation, but the attack mode is aimless.

It seems that everyone is deaf and blind, and they are completely unaware of it. It is worse than ordinary men who have only learned how to do it for a few or two days.

"This training mode is really unique."

Feng Guohai frowned: "This is probably the first time I have seen him in my life."

"I have only seen you in my life, and you have no other name." Xiao Yushu and Gu Jiuxiao also shook their heads.

"This kind of training is obviously a waste of talent and talent. How can there be any efficiency at all?!"

They shook their heads while watching, but Shi Wuchen and others who were in the battle gradually felt a new feeling.

At the beginning, this state of facing the enemy was indeed very uncomfortable. You could not see, listen, or feel... you could only attack blindly, and launch an offensive purely based on the instinct of the warrior, but later you gradually found the applicable trick.

That's...

The seventh sense!

With the help of cultivators as cultivators, the eight people gradually began to dodge and avoid, and their moves also had a certain way of doing things. It was better to fight by accident at the beginning, just by fighting by luck... As a result, the degree of injury to each other became heavier and heavier.

In this state, they are mostly sleepwalking, making soft moves, greeting them everywhere, and only then can they exert force when they really touch the other party. In this attack mode, eight out of ten times can be beaten firmly, without any fiction.

Fortunately, these people have similar cultivation levels, so there is no need to worry about beating anyone to death...

This first night of training is called... Purgatory Night.

After a whole night, all eight people were lying on the ground and were in a severe coma without exception!

At dawn, Yun Yang came out and dragged eight people into the room. Each of them stuffed a pill into their mouths. Then the door slammed, turned around and came out without paying more attention.

In the afternoon, eight people woke up one after another, using their own energy to restore their bodies and repair their bodies.

These eight people used their skills while cursing.

"Which grandson beats his grandson like this!"

"It's too no brotherly feelings!"

"I don't know how to start."

"Have you done it lightly?"

"How can it be the same... Hiss... It hurts so much!"

"It doesn't matter if you have more force in the competition, but... I just want to ask, who kicked my crotch?!"

A angry voice moaned: "I'm still a virgin... you bastards... hiss... I don't know if you can still use it..."

"You think you are just yourself..." Another voice was obviously just coming back, and he said in a trembling voice that was painful and trembling: "My crotch is almost broken..."

"It seems that anyone hasn't been..." Another person gloated: "When he was kicked in the crotch, he didn't know who he blamed his legs immediately? Use his thighs instead of being beaten, stupid!"

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With the bang, Dong Qitian walked in step by step.
Chapter completed!