After eating, Lei Er began to do nothing.

In this martial arts academy, I know a willow duck, and I still nod my head.

As for the others, they don't know anything but practice.

There are no colorful club activities.

Lei Er was so idle that his eggs hurt.

"If only he had a guitar. Lei Er thought to himself. In his previous life, his only hobby was playing the piano and singing. Sometimes the roommate goes out to find a partner, and he can play alone in the house with the piano for a day. If anyone sees a man with long hair, a scruffy beard, and a guitar hanging around on campus, it's him. This is how the title of "Poet of Tianzhu Mountain" also came about.

"There's a chance to make it yourself!" Lei Er decided.

The two days that Lei Er came were the vacation time of the Transcendence Sect, and he would not start classes until this wave of freshmen was finished.

Lei Er was very curious about the teaching mode of the Martial Arts Academy, whether a bunch of people gathered together to fight, or sat in the classroom to learn theories.

According to his guess, it should be a combination of the two.

Lei Er was idle all morning and had nothing to say.

After lunch, Lei Er decided to go back to bed and experience how the dream cultivation actually worked.

Back in 648, the blood stains on the walls and the pieces of flesh on the bed have been cleaned up. I don't know what kind of means the academy used, but there was not a trace of blood left in the air, but there was a faint floral fragrance, which smelled like the smell of a certain god's flower water in the previous life.

Lei Er went to bed and fell asleep.

"Welcome to the third-order disciple Lei Er to log in to the dream simulator!" Huang Mao's voice was recorded in advance, echoing in the dream world.

Lei Er looked around, it was still a familiar prairie, and the air was still filled with the smell of horse manure, which was optimized?

"Please select a retreat time. Note: After the selected time, you will not wake up naturally during the cultivation process, and will continue until the end of the cultivation. Choose wisely!"

"Note: Please choose a quiet place to sleep, if you are woken up during the cultivation, something terrible will happen!"

A floating screen appeared in front of Lei Er's eyes, transparent and flashing with blue light, the high-tech kind of thief chicken.

Lei Er looked at the recommended options in front of him: 2 hours, 4 hours, 8 hours, 16 hours, and there was actually a custom cultivation duration behind, which was quite humane.

He didn't hesitate to wrap it for 16 hours, and he ate big pieces of it if he wanted! Anyway, he didn't have anything to do, so he just slept until tomorrow morning!

In the area of sleeping, Lei Er is really talented, when he was taking school in his previous life, he could sleep eighteen hours a day, and his brain did not hurt.

It is said that when Lei Er made a choice, the hue of the entire dream world suddenly turned scarlet, and the originally pure blue sky and green grass turned into black and red.

Right in the middle of the sky where the sun used to be, and in its place was a huge pitch-black hourglass.

Lei Er looked at the surreal scene in front of him, and felt very evil, a bit like the feeling of encountering a boss when he played a game in his previous life, and a bit like the red screen of the computer when he was bloodless.

"Pay attention, pay attention! Kill as many enemies as you can, and the experience will be settled before you wake up! Although you won't die, the pain of the battle is real! Dreams won't affect reality, so don't worry about blood rushing in bed, let's do a big job! Yo Xi, I'm leaving!"

Without waiting for Lei Er to react to the last two foreign words, with the fall of the first grain of sand in the pitch-black hourglass in the sky, the dream cultivation officially began!

There are constantly light particles in the scarlet vision to generate a small monster, and Lei Er looked at it fixedly, and hey, they were all enemies he had encountered.

The cockscomb head, the poisoned third-order old man, the mourning door Tang Shui, and the child Uncle Yuan all appeared in the dream world!

Among them, the number of cockscomb heads is the largest, followed by the number of drugged old men. Densely packed with at least two thousand people, they appeared until the end of the field of vision.

And Tang Shui and Uncle Yuan are floating in the sky, obviously elite monsters.

"My nest!" Lei Er is stupid, so many people can drown themselves in one mouthful of foam! Not to mention the two flying in the sky, pinching themselves to death is not like playing?

Without thinking about the time, the cockscomb head and the poisoned third-order old man in the front row had already launched a charge.

Lei Er turned his head and ran, nonsense?!What is this fighting?

Lei Er remembered that he had played well with him in his previous life, and later went to society. When I was in school, I made an appointment with someone, and said that there were five people on the other side, and Fa Xiao rode a motorcycle with two spiritual guys, shouting "Pack and fight!", and rushed over.

As a result, there were more than a dozen social people on the opposite side who surrounded him.

Lei Er felt that his current state was about the same as that of Fa Xiao, and he still clearly remembered the arrogant and arrogant look on his face when he pressed it for 16 hours.

Fortunately, Lei Er saw that the two great gods in the sky had no intention of making a move, and they were still floating there. If these two masters are also going to cut him, it will really be "the shell lang met the lasis - there is no blood trick".

After calming down, Lei Er felt that it was not a way to keep running like this.

He is here to cultivate, and with his current third-order strength, although it is not difficult to run like this, he will not be able to gain any benefits.

Listening to the meaning of Huang Mao's message just now, if you don't kill the enemy, you will have no experience, and if you don't have experience, you won't be able to advance, and sooner or later you will explode and die.

"WDNMD!" Lei Er was also chased out of anger, and his heart was crossed, and he didn't run away.

Tearing off the big golden tumor hanging around his neck and releasing the "braised beef big plate axe", Lei Er turned around angrily and prepared to fight.

"NMD, it's bullying people, right?!Lao Tzu hacked you to death a bunch of dogs!" Lei Er raised his head to the sky and roared.

I hate the poisoned old man to the root of his teeth, and said that he wanted to kill him in a basket, and now the opportunity for revenge has come, and there is no reason not to him!

"Fry all your baskets and go fishing!" Lei Er was furious.

The old man and the cockscomb head on the opposite side are just some procedurally generated monsters, they can't understand human speech, and they won't be afraid, and they will come over with a wooden face, and they are not far away, and the distance of 100 meters is only a blink of an eye.

In the face of the battle, Lei Er's potential is unleashed.

The giant axe, which could only barely be carried by itself, was held by Lei Er and danced with the handle of the axe at this time.

His mind flashed through Huang Mao's one-on-one teaching video, mobilizing the muscles of his body in a variety of ways.

The sea of qi in the dantian was boiling, and the pure vitality was condensed in the hands along the meridians, activating the braised beef big plate axe, the original blood-red axe body was even more demonic, and the fine cloud patterns seemed to be surging!

"The first style-" Lei Er shouted violently, looking at the old man who was charging at the front, if this axe was to split the porcelain, the old man would have to open it into two from his shoulders to his waist.

"Thunderbolt!"

It's a pity that the old man has rich combat experience and coquettishness, avoiding Lei Er's fatal blow.

The poisoned old man was actually an old qualification in the third order before his death, and he was proficient in the fighting methods of low-level martial arts monks.

On that day, Vice President Guo stepped on his brain, and what he lost was the realm.

One-on-one, down the third order, the poisoned old man relied on a meniscus knife, and there were few opponents.

On the other hand, Lei Er has a quick third-order cultivation, and his actual combat experience is zero.

As soon as he came up, he screamed and screamed, leaving no stone unturned, which was the most fatal mistake in the group battle!

It's not wrong to be reckless, it's reckless and reckless, if you don't die when you fight, who will die?

So Lei Er, who didn't have time to defend himself, was cut by the poisoned old man!