Chapter 65

"It's a cruel method, but it's often effective." Chu min is motionless. She eats very little, but drinks faster.

"Is this necessary?" Wen Yan couldn't help asking, not only Chu min, but also these four people.

"It's just a general meeting. It was held last year, this year, next year and every year." Wen Yan said.

"Of course, it's not very important." Xifan said, "but we have our own reasons."

"Have you decided?" Chu min looks at Xifan and is as decisive as her. She has also made a final confirmation here. It can be seen that Xifan's choice needs to be more careful.

"It's decided." Xifan nodded. When he said this, he didn't hesitate.

"Is that how it starts?" Chu min asked.

"That's it." Xifan said.

"Very good!" Chumin nodded.

Because Xifan made the right decision.

If he gives up, Chu min won't say anything; If he chooses to get better, Chu min will refuse him.

Choose to wait until the injury is better, it seems that the chance is greater. However, Xifan's cultivation to face is the practice of dying and later generation, which can't tolerate any retreat or any fluke. When the injury gets better, it's already a concession. Under this mood, even if you win more cultivation time, it won't help. This mood itself is already a fatal injury. What Xi fan wants to do is to break through the essence.

"Eat less." This is chumin's last advice to Xifan. As for Maureen, she didn't ask anything at all. Maureen was the best of the three.

So in the woods in the afternoon, there were two more figures of cultivation.

Maureen sat under a tree. He didn't keep moving like Su Tang, because what he wanted to connect was the pivot spirit. At this time, he bit a piece of grass root in his mouth, which was very bitter, but Maureen seemed to be tasting something delicious and felt it carefully.

Taste is the unique perception of pivot soul. Stimulating taste can play a guiding role. This truth is like Lu Ping's subtle improvement in his control over the voice when listening to Wen Yan and music. However, Lu Ping's cultivation focus is different. What he needs to practice is the control itself, so this method was stopped by Chu min. However, Maureen and his colleagues believe that seeking breakthrough and penetration is the key. Of course, it is a simple and easy way to stimulate control in this way. Although the effect is very subtle as Wen Yan said, it is always better than none.

As for Xi fan, he lay motionless under a tree.

The sun, the wind and the grass stirred his face, but he didn't feel it at all. After the soul of power was stripped off, he had lost his basic touch, could not see, hear, smell, taste or even touch.

What he wants to cultivate is the spirit of essence, which is consciousness and emotion. After all the five senses were deprived, there was no external information that could be transmitted to him. Naturally, he could not use even simple and small help like Maureen holding the root grass. He lay there quietly, and no one knew how hard the consciousness in the body was fighting. On the surface, his cultivation seems to be the most peaceful among the four people. In fact, it is the most dangerous one.

Wen Yan has been watching, watching that Maureen and Xifan have been stripped of their soul power by Chu min one after another, and watching them seek a breakthrough in this terrible state.

She didn't know why, but she was deeply shocked by their determination and attitude.

Pa... Pa... Pa

Lu Ping is still picking up fragments, piles into small piles, small piles into large piles. Although I didn't fall into a terrible state like those three people, I didn't lose my serious spirit at all.

Should I work harder?

Mingming is a few practitioners whose realm is far inferior to hers, but at this time, there is a deep sense of crisis that bothers her. Those top students as excellent as her in Tianzhao college have never had such a deep feeling of "being compared".

Can't relax!

Thinking that he had spent the morning reading idle books and watching others practice, Wen Yan felt that he didn't cherish time. She didn't continue to stay here and resolutely left to practice what she should do.

There were only five people left in the woods.

Su Tang continued to wander around, and Maureen continued to taste all kinds of things in his mouth. Xi fan was still so quiet and serene, and Lu Ping was still seriously picking up the fragments. Chu min's position, you can see these four people at a glance, holding another bottle of new wine, and the smell of wine is everywhere.

Bipolar college.

Tianzhao college is diagonally opposite. The competitive atmosphere between the two colleges has been quite strong since the day of their establishment. However, for hundreds of years, no one has defeated anyone. Each of the two colleges has developed very strong. They are often neighbors on the list of colleges in mainland China. As for the list of districts in Zhiling District, the two together are really one of the best.

But at this time, outside the bipolar college, there were a large number of frustrated students, some of whom even had a slight scar.

These students are the first and third graders of xiafeng college who came from xiafeng district to borrow the tower test.

The big exam went well, but on this day in bipolar college, they seemed to be lower creatures who mistakenly entered the advanced circle and suffered all kinds of discrimination. Just now, some students were angry. However, it finally triggered a group fight. Then, they were beaten to ashes by the students of bipolar college and expelled from the college all the way.

They were supposed to leave today, but in this way, everyone felt very subdued. However, there is no way. The realm is not as good as people. If you hate again, you can only curse in your heart. Then, you can only leave in frustration.

"Ha ha ha." Several students of bipolar college chased here all the way and had a good time. At this time, they saw that no one was hard spoken here and left, so they didn't continue to entangle.

"A bunch of buns, a waste of time." One of them spat on the ground. Today's fight is also caused by a similar irony. Some people laugh at the poor state of students in xiafeng college. No matter how they practice, it is a waste of time. When the two sides argue and start, the final embarrassment of students in xiafeng college seems to confirm their view.

"Who are these people?" At the gate of Tianzhao college, students from Tianzhao college also came in and out. Looking at a group of people who left dejected, they were curious and asked the bipolar college.

Although the two colleges are in a competitive relationship, the students will not be killed, and there will always be normal exchanges between them.

"A group of steamed stuffed buns from xiafeng district are said to have broken the soul tower of the college. We have come to the tower test. That standard is really embarrassing." The voice of the person who answered was loud. It was clear that he wanted to be heard by the people of xiafeng college. Xiafeng college students responded accordingly, but only accelerated the pace of leaving.

"Is it so bad?" The students at Tianzhao college were stunned.

"Of course. Oh, by the way, your college heard that four intruders came yesterday? It's very lively! Who are they? " He asked from the college.

"I'm also a student from xiafeng district."

"Students in xiafeng district? That made you jump? I heard this morning that even the sound tower was destroyed? "

"Shit, who sent it? Isn't it good to stand there? Can't you see? " Shuangzhao students angrily point to the wall, and the height of the sound tower can be seen a few blocks away.

"Oh, no collapse? But soon? "

"Nonsense!"

The two students can communicate, but that doesn't mean they are good friends. When this is wrong, the smell of gunpowder will spread every minute.

"What's the matter? Want to practice? That's just right. It's just not fun to clean up those wastes just now. I'll take this opportunity to teach you a lesson again! "

"Just you? How to write death, you know? " Tianzhao college students rushed out. In the twinkling of an eye, a new fight had happened.

The wide street between the two houses is always deserted. It is because the street has fought an average of 3.2 times a day in a year

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