"Smack!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Bang!"

......

After a long time, after almost all the onomatopoeia was used up, Ogawa finally fell to the ground.

At this moment, his nose was blue and his face was swollen, and his previously unusually handsome head had turned into a colorful pig's head.

"Hmm...... Inside, inside is four, find a disc mouth to fight five......" Because his mouth was also swollen, Xiaochuan fell to the ground, wiped a handful of blood from the corner of his mouth, and said inarticulately.

What a bullshit feeling, I don't feel anything at all when I'm in pain! Your eleventh is just looking for an excuse to vent his dissatisfaction with the master!

Mr. Eleven looked at Xiao Chuan, who was beaten into a pig's head, and his brows were also tightened, as if there was still a trace of unbearability between his eyebrows.

"Your heart is not still. And it's not something that can be felt overnight," Mr. Eleven finally said, "Let's finish here today and continue tomorrow." ”

Xiao Chuan wailed, struggled to climb to his baggage, and then turned out the pill prepared before leaving, applying it externally and taking it internally, desperately preparing for continued abuse tomorrow......

In the days to come, Ogawa felt as if he had returned to the unforgettable time when he fought hand-to-hand with his little brother in the First Pavilion. Or even more.

As his little senior brother, although he wants to kill decisively, Xiao Chuan's coquettishness and disguise are still very effective in front of him, and he can often recruit if the momentum is not good, so many times as long as Liang Tiance's hateful old man is not the scene supervision, Xiao Chuan is still unlikely to have any serious injuries.

But this is no longer the case.

Mr. Eleven is like a killing machine without emotion, although he doesn't do his best, but he shoots ruthlessly, and he doesn't mean to show mercy to his subordinates at all, Ogawa has practiced for a week, and his feelings have not improved much, but he is covered in injuries, and even the recovery speed that he has always been proud of can't keep up.

Often, the wounds of the day before yesterday have not healed, and the blows of today have followed, which has made him hurt and hurt, and the pain has become unspeakable.

Mr. Eleven, however, firmly disagreed with his day's rest, and he had to be beaten from opening his eyes to closing his eyes at night. Later, I simply didn't want Xiaochuan to open his eyes again, and simply treated himself as a blind man.

After a miserable half a month, Xiao Chuan still couldn't dodge a punch, and later, Xiao Chuan was often beaten by Mr. Eleven and passed out.

However, the change is hidden in the passive beating every day, the fist-to-flesh contact.

"If you can't open your eyes, feel with your heart and body, and don't let your eyes deceive you"

Ogawa remembered a scene he had experienced on Phantom Island, when he was trapped in the illusion and was at a loss, but a majestic voice gave him a hint and a golden light to help him explore the illusion.

Ogawa closed his eyes tightly. Although he has not faced the illusion at this moment, what is the difference between it and the original situation?

He carefully experienced his surroundings with all his senses except his eyes: he used his ears and the skin of his whole body to feel the movement on the other side, spread out his divine sense to explore all the living beings around him, and used the subtle tremors of his spiritual veins to feel the distribution and changes of spiritual power around him......

The difference was that there was no golden light to amplify his senses and consciousness at this time, and he could only rely on himself for everything

Ogawa's unhealed wounds continued to stimulate his nerves, and it seemed to make him more and more sensitive to the outside world, although he still couldn't dodge his fists, but the changes brought about by Mr. Eleven's exertion had gradually been captured by Ogawa.

In the darkness, the blazing spiritual power not far away seemed to shrink slightly, and then expanded. Immediately, the spiritual power and air of heaven and earth that were slowly circulating in the surrounding heaven and earth changed, and it seemed that an invisible fluctuation was rapidly coming along a certain trajectory.

Xiao Chuan subconsciously turned his head sideways, and a violent fist wind swept past his face and hit the air, and the towering giant tree behind Xiao Chuan collapsed with a bang.

"Wow, I'm ......"

"Bang!"

Before Xiao Chuan's excited words could be spoken, he was hit by another equally violent punch, and he instantly flew upside down and fell into the broken wood of the big tree behind him, and then he didn't come up in one breath, and passed out again.

Slowly retracting his fist, Mr. Eleven's gaze finally had some relief, half a month of kung fu, has gradually felt something, it is really not easy, this talent can really be called unparalleled in the world.

The rest of the matter is up to him to understand, calculate the time, he has been out for a lot of time this time, and he has to go back.

Mr. Eleven looked up at the sky, tore off the corner of his white robe at random, and began to write......

"Hmm......"

I don't know how long it took for Xiao Chuan to come to his senses while holding his headache and splitting his head, he only felt that the punch before seemed to be extremely heavy, almost pushing his head away.

After struggling for a long time, he sat up again, and after a long time, he gradually felt that something was wrong.

Where did the unusually surging spiritual power opposite me go before?

What about Mr. Eleven?

"Hey!Eleven!Xiaobai!Who's ......?"

The quiet forest echoed Xiao Chuan's somewhat rapid and visibly out of breath cries, but there seemed to be no echo except for the bursts of birds that he had startled and the low beastly roar coming from afar.

In a hurry, Xiao Chuan finally opened his eyes.

And yet it's still pitch black!

"it! Labor and management are blind!"

Xiao Chuan suddenly panicked, jumped up from the ground suddenly, and shouted a little heartbreakingly.

I haven't opened my eyes for more than ten days, and it won't be so fast to say that it will be used in and out!" Xiao Chuan thought anxiously.

Mr. Eleven was nowhere to be seen, his eyes could not see, and his whole person was like an ant on a hot pot, and he was anxious not to know what to do.

However, as time went on, he realized that something was wrong, and his eyes were gradually able to feel the feedback from the outside world, and finally there were some images in the shadows.

It turned out that it was dark now, and he was deep in the forest, under the towering trees, the moonlight and starlight in the sky were difficult to penetrate, so the same black stretched out his hand and couldn't see his five fingers, and he was now emotionally unstable, and he thought he was blind. Now I'm finally getting used to it, and I'm able to barely see something.

Fortunately, there was no one around...... Xiao Chuan subconsciously looked around, it was too embarrassing just now, no one saw the best.

After a few moments, he finally returned to normal, but he still couldn't find Mr. Eleven's figure.

"Could it be that you're looking for food?"

Mr. Eleven often looks for food after Ogawa faints, but without exception, he always prepares everything before Ogawa wakes up, and there is never any surprise, he is as strict as a winding machine.

Could it be that there was some accident when you went out?

But with his strength, unless he encounters a strong person in the Spirit Realm or a strange beast that has entered the demon, he will be able to resist the enemy, right? It is already big news that a beast comparable to a strong person in the Spirit Ascension Realm can come out of such a small forest, how can there be such a strong person?

While he was thinking, he suddenly felt some discomfort in his chest, and when he looked down, he found that it seemed to be stuffed with some white flowers.

So he pulled it out casually, and by the faint mottled moonlight, Xiao Chuan found that there were words on it:

"There is a pre-line. Hanxu Taiqing Gong needs to be practiced diligently, do not be blinded by your eyes, and feel the outside world with your body. I'll be back when I'm done. ”

It turned out that Mr. Eleven had already left first...... Say goodbye to your face and die, you have to knock me out before leaving, it's so mysterious.

But this word is ugly enough, and it spells out what I wrote...... Dissatisfied with abusing himself for so many days, Xiao Chuan muttered with the crooked letter he had written.

After a long time, Ogawa finally sat down quietly. Before he fainted, he must have succeeded, right?" he carefully recalled the previous scene.

It should be good, but he was knocked unconscious by ignoring his second punch in great joy. Presumably, Mr. Eleven also saw that he had learned something before he left with confidence......

Thinking of this, Xiao Chuan couldn't help but feel a little proud, the master's talent is not so simple as he says!

"Goo-goo-goo......"

However, before he could be complacent, his long-uneaten stomach protested strongly against him.

Previously, Mr. Eleven had already prepared food for him to get up and eat, but today he was no longer there, and he had been in a coma for a long time, so his stomach screamed directly.

Xiao Chuan looked around helplessly, and then realized that when he went to Nanchu before, his little senior brother prepared rations for him, and this time there was Mr. Eleven hunting and cooking for him along the way, and it seemed that he came out to live a comfortable life with this kind of meal to open his mouth.

But now you have to do it yourself.

He rested again for a moment, then staggered to his feet, and paced with some difficulty into the depths of the woods.

He suddenly remembered the white cloth left by Mr. Eleven, "Hanxu Taiqing Gong needs to be practiced diligently, don't be blinded by your eyes." Xiao Chuan said that since this is the case, it is better to close his eyes in the future.

He felt like he had made a difficult decision and closed his eyes in place.

Then he seemed to feel that it was not appropriate, and with his such casual style, he might break the rules one day. So he took out the white cloth, folded it carefully in long strips, and blindfolded himself.

Once again, it was pitch black, but Ogawa was no longer as uneasy as before, now that he knew what had happened and had a plan for the next step, except for the fact that his stomach was still there and continued to protest, Ogawa felt that everything was very quiet.

He unleashed his senses, focusing all his attention on the sensations of his body, and for the first time tried to walk through the dense jungle with his eyes closed.

His face was crossed by something dry and hard, and Ogawa knew that it was the branches and leaves of a tree, and his feet were a little painful, and Ogawa knew that it was uneven gravel, and suddenly a sharp wind sounded in his ears, and Ogawa judged that it was a bird that was startled by himself and quickly went away; but just as he had the confidence to prepare to stride forward, he suddenly kicked the protruding stone, and his feet froze, and he fell unexpectedly and fell a. Xiao Chuan wiped a handful of nosebleeds and scolded, "His grandma's, is this what people do!"