Chapter 957 Night of Purgatory!

The three of them no longer felt strange, and subconsciously thought that it was probably due to the pressure during this period of time, and a misjudgment occurred due to suspicion?

But it doesn't make sense for the three of them to have the same illusion together?

At midnight, the Chief Instructor of the Jiuzun Mansion began to exercise his powers again. Except for Yun Yang, all the other eight people came together, sealed the six senses, only kept the profound energy, and started fighting to the extreme. battle.

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

Dong Qitian said indifferently: "By tomorrow morning, I must see that at least four are half-dead! This is related to your future rankings, and it doesn't matter if you choose to show mercy!"

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

It has been more than 4,000 years that I have not been able to lie down and sleep well. Now that I am finally out of trouble, I still want to be a nanny for these boys. Naturally, I can lie down and never stand up. When Dong Qitian was lying on the bed, his back felt The moment I touched the soft bed, I even felt a sense of happiness and satisfaction.

"Even if the cultivation is unrivaled, so what." Dong Qitian sighed leisurely: "The so-called feeling of happiness is always the most real feeling of ordinary people."

"The higher the level of cultivation, of course you can eat the wind and drink the dew, but you will lose the happiness of ordinary people's desires; you will lose the chance for ordinary people to sleep and be happy if you spend many years in seclusion and practice without sleep; The longevity is long, and it will live forever in this world, but how can ordinary people enjoy family happiness with their children and grandchildren around their knees."

"Even if it is an old monster who has lived for tens of thousands of years, in his life, he is full of greetings and sendings, reading the prosperity of the world, seeing the ups and downs of the world, and even the rise and fall of the world, but do ordinary people really appreciate the happiness of joy, anger, sorrow, and joy? ..."

"After tens of thousands of years, there are more than tens of millions of descendants? With so many descendants, which descendants can be cherished forever? Lost the concern for relatives, everything is as indifferent as strangers, even if the descendants If there are so many, how can there be a warm home?”

Dong Qitian was lying on the bed, obviously caring about the softness of the bed, but he couldn't sleep.

Looking at the bright moon outside the window, the thoughts in my heart were turbulent and ups and downs; for a while, I was crazy about myself.

"I remember how many years ago, there was a saying... If you want to go to the sky, you must first be a man. But now, there are practitioners everywhere, who... is serious about being a man?"

...

Puff puff……

Feng Guohai and the three of them spent the whole night, their ears filled with the sounds of skin and flesh beating on the training ground, they came one after another!

There was also the subsequent screams, which became more and more one after another, and became more and more horrific. The three of them were completely unable to rest because of the noise, so they simply put on their clothes and came out to watch.

But seeing this, all three of them shook their heads in unison, dismissive.

I saw that the eight people on the playground were attacking each other like crazy tigers, punching to the flesh. But everyone behaved like headless chickens, hitting whoever they caught, with no target at all, no rules at all, it was a mess and horrible.

The appalling here contains two meanings. The former is the evaluation of the three people's strategic and tactical moves of the eight-player melee, which is appalling and unsightly!

As for the latter, it is completely horrible, because every moment, everyone is dealing with seven enemies at the same time, not only attacking other people at the same time, but also 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 constantly getting up.

Everyone's attacks are powerful and powerful, which shows that they all have a good level of profound energy, but their attack patterns have no purpose at all.

It seems that everyone is deaf and blind, and they can't perceive at all, which is worse than ordinary men who have only learned the style for three or two days.

"This training mode is really ingenious."

Feng Guohai frowned: "Probably this is the first time I've seen this old man."

"This old man is the only one I've ever seen in my life. It's unique." Xiao Yushu and Gu Jiuxiao also shook their heads.

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

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

At the beginning, this state of facing the enemy was really uncomfortable, unable to see, hear, or feel... I could only attack blindly, and launched the offensive purely based on the instinct of the warrior, but later on, I gradually found the applicable tricks.

That is……

Seventh sense!

Relying on their instinctive sense of danger as cultivators, the eight of them gradually began to have a tendency to dodge and evade, and their moves and moves also had a certain pattern. ... As a result, the degree of injury to each other became more and more serious.

In this state, each of them is like sleepwalking, making soft moves, greeting around, and only exerting force when they really touch the opponent. Under this attack mode, out of ten times, eight out of ten For the first time, I was able to play solidly, without any flowers or holidays.

Fortunately, the cultivation bases of these people are all about the same, so there is no need to worry about killing anyone...

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

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

At dawn, Yun Yang came out and dragged eight people into the room, stuffed a medicine into each person's mouth, and then the door slammed shut, turned around and came out without paying any further attention.

In the afternoon, the eight people woke up one after another, and each of them recovered their energy and repaired their physical bodies.

These eight people cursed while exercising.

"Which grandson beat you like this!"

"There is no brotherhood!"

"I don't know how to start lightly."

"Are you taking it easy?"

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

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

An exasperated voice moaned: "Fuck, I'm still a virgin... you bastards... hiss... I don't know if I can still use it..."

"You think you're the only one..." Another voice obviously just came back to life, and said in a trembling voice that couldn't stop the pain: "My crotch... is about to shatter..."

"It seems like no one has ever suffered..." Another person gloated: "When I was kicked in the crotch, I didn't know who to blame my leg? Use my thigh instead of being beaten, idiot!"

"..."

With a bang, Dong Qitian walked in step by step.

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<I'm so pissed off, during the critical period of quitting alcohol, a guest actually came. There is no way to do this, I will start abstaining from alcohol tomorrow. >