One hundred and twenty-eighth, further
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Since he had already planned to cultivate this group of people, Chu Wuli had also thought a lot about this matter last night, and he didn't even sleep. He made a full estimate of the development of the next group of people, and he not only wanted to train this group of people, but also regarded them as a burden, a burden to improve himself through their training. Chu Wuli has always believed that cultivation is a journey against the heavens, and every cultivator is under tremendous pressure all the time, and the greater the pressure, the higher the improvement of himself, and chance and danger always go hand in hand. If it weren't for thinking about his own cultivation, Chu Wuru would not have had such great enthusiasm to cultivate them, after all, even if they were cultivated, they would also belong to the Xuantian Sword Sect, not to him Chu Wuru, he Chu Wuru was not a good person who selflessly helped people make wedding dresses. No matter whether the cultivator is good or bad, he cannot escape this rule, just like a catastrophe once in a thousand years, no one can escape.
While Chu Wuli and Dong Guang Zhenren were talking and discussing, the people over there had almost fallen, leaving only Kong Xiaoxiao standing there expressionlessly, as if the people lying down around him had nothing to do with him. Chu Wuru said hello to Dong Guangzhen, took the pill of three gourds and swaggered over.
There are a few blood stains all over the ground, like blooming flowers, which are extremely gorgeous. The people on the ground were all gray-faced, and the expressions on their faces were very rich, looking at the empty little man who was standing motionless, and the feelings in his eyes were definitely bitter resentment!
Pan Lingpiao not only has two inch-long wounds on her body, but also has a clearly visible fist mark on the left side of her face, which makes half of her face swollen like a small mountain. She sat beside Fang Qingqing, and when she saw Chu Wuru coming over, she couldn't help the resentment in her heart anymore, and scolded loudly:
"Where is this cultivation, it's basically to kill people! This person has no conscience, and he is so ruthless to women! He even slapped his face!"
When Kong Xiaoxiao beat her, she didn't use so much strength at all because she was a woman, and when she was punched in the face, she almost thought that half of her face was beaten by Kong Xiaoxiao!
With Pan Lingpiao, the resentful woman at the beginning, everyone else shouted and cursed, and the muzzles of their guns were all aimed at Kong Xiaoxiao, as if they were about to drown him with saliva when they couldn't beat Kong Xiaoxiao! Kong Xiaoxiao didn't blink his eyes, just stretched out his finger and pointed at Chu Wuru, and blocked all the people who were scolding on the ground with one sentence:
"I'm from outside, so I'm very polite to you, after all, I'm just a guest, and a strong guest doesn't oppress the master. When that kid starts, he's definitely twice as ruthless as me, so you'd better use more effort and take out the heart and strength to kill him. Otherwise, I promise you'll die a shameful death. ā
In order to confirm Kong Xiaoxiao's words, Chu Wuyu walked over and glanced at the injuries of a group of people on the ground, then raised his eyebrows and glanced at Kong Xiaoxiao very dissatisfied:
"Why are you so light-hearted? I told them they need to train harder!"
With a shrug of his shoulders, he turned around and walked towards Dong Guang Zhenren's side indifferently, ignoring the dissatisfied Chu Wuru.
Handing over the three gourds in his hand to Ning Guangshi, who was not too seriously injured, Chu Wuru shouted loudly:
"Only eat one pill for each gourd, take one every moment, and I will play with you after half an hour!"
After such a time, the people finally understood what this "playing" meant, they all had injuries, although most of the bodies were traumatized, but the body of the cultivator was also made of flesh, and it was painful for a while, if it weren't for the scruples about their identity, many people would have screamed in pain. Thinking of the words that Kong Xiaoxiao reminded them just now, and Chu Wuli was not a good man or a woman, they were not verbose, they all took the gourd one by one, ate the pill taken out, and began to heal their injuries. Putting aside the rest, the most important thing for them at the moment is to heal the injuries on their bodies first, and the rest will be easy to talk about later.
Taking the three gourds from the hands of Bao Li, who was the last to take the medicine, Chu Wuru saw that these people were all quietly healing, and no other changes had happened, which was also a little more reassuring, if someone really chose to quit or make trouble at this time, it would also be a troublesome thing for Chu Wuru, he was here to train, not to kill, and he couldn't use too violent means to deal with things. First of all, I had to give them some time to heal, and Chu Wuru went to Dongguang Zhenren.
"Do you mean to exercise their actual combat experience, and then give them the pill when they are exhausted, so that they can absorb the effect of the medicine to the maximum?"
Although Dong Guangzhen does not have much knowledge, he is also a knowledgeable old man. He also has extraordinary strength himself, and after looking at it for a while, he began to understand Chu Wuru's plan and purpose, so he asked casually.
grinning, Chu Wuru was full of nonchalance:
"The little hands are so soft, we all rest at the end of the day, and many times the bones are broken. At night, Xiaoxiao couldn't stand crying in the quilt several times!"
"Hello, you're amazing, you're not crying in the toilet but eating?
was exposed by Chu Wuru, and Kong Xiao resolutely fought back, dug out Chu Wuru's old clown, and glared at Chu Wuru viciously.
Listening to the mouth opened unnaturally, Dong Guang Zhenren sighed secretly in his heart, these two young people and the Tianqi Zuojiang who almost died last time, they all have the strength to make people feel terrible and awe-inspiring at a young age. But these people have also paid a heavy price for this! When other children enjoy the joy of family and worry-free childhood, they have to face heavy and painful training every day, shedding blood, sweat, and tears! Brutal training from a young age is the main reason for creating such a group of terrible young people, in other words, Dong Guang Zhenren thinks that they may be better like this, after all, the training that began since childhood makes them understand the cruelty of this world, and it will be easier to survive in the days to come. On the contrary, children who grow up in greenhouses, although they have enjoyed a good childhood, have a much greater chance of losing their lives when they are actually allowed to walk the world.
What is lost, there is gain, and what is gained, there is lost!
"They'd better improve, otherwise I'll make sure they can't eat and walk around, it's not playing!"
Time is relatively short, Chu Wuyu has no time to play with this group of young people hiding in Huashan, and must use ruthless means to make them change their faces within half a month, otherwise they are likely to die in the upcoming big war. His eyes flickered, and Chu Wuru's tone was cold and made Dong Guang Zhenren's heart palpitate, Dong Guang Zhenren could imagine that the fate of this group of people would definitely not be good-looking, he could only shake his head secretly. Of course, he would not come out to accuse Chu of being rude, nor would he come to stop this matter, because this was what the Xuantian Sword Sect needed, if there was no more pillar of support, perhaps, it would be time for this ancient sect to disappear......
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