He Yingwu has conceived countless feasible solutions, such as the seductive type, the grace and power type, the prayer type, the thriller type, the life and death elimination type, and so on.

Among them, one extreme is praying, probably kneeling down and begging Lin Zhiyun and Huang Yaonong to grow up quickly, begging them to study hard every day, and become new good young people with the courage and ability to start a sect as soon as possible.

Hell it can be useful.

The other extreme is life and death elimination, which is probably a trial in a harsh environment in the true sense, and those who survive in the end must be time-tested and powerful players.

This method is good, but it is costly.

But they shook the light and divided the sects, even counting those who fed the pigs, and the available people were counted as 13.

I can't afford it!

After several trade-offs, it is necessary to crush everyone into slag, and to make these people nirvana and reborn through practical teaching, and can only use He Yingwu's own way.

As for the issues of humiliation, personality, psychology and violence involved...... Additional damage, unavoidable.

Otherwise?

Just like parents sending their children to school, teachers are required not to hit, scold, or even speak loudly, for fear of scaring the child's young mind, but also requiring that a child who is perfect in all aspects must be taught!

Go to his X's dream there.

......

In the fourth year of the Xuantian calendar, on the first day of the first lunar month, Song Liancheng performed his killer duties for the first time.

He quietly beat the stuffy stick, and used the ability of the third realm of Jindan to plot against a group of qi refining and building a foundation, which was really easy.

At night, Su Zhishi, Qian Shutong, Zhuang Gusun, Jiang Sidu, and Shen Haiyin had gloomy faces, their eyes were as deep as the sea, and they stared at He Yingwu quietly.

Looking at the big bag on the back of their heads, He Yingwu laughed happily, he threw out a dagger and said, "I am willing to lose the bet, so be it! Who let you not find Elder Song? According to the agreement, it is better to leave the mark of shame yourself!"

Zhuang Gusun's eyes flashed with coldness, his right hand trembled slightly, and the dagger flew into his hand with a swish, he gritted his teeth and slowly cut a deep knife on his face: "I found Elder Song a long time ago! It's a pity that I can't beat him." ”

Indeed, it has long been proven that it is difficult for anyone to get close to Zhuang Gusun quietly, and this guy's perception is really first-class keenness, even when he is asleep.

He Yingwu shrugged: "This is the same as farting! You can't beat the enemy, can you still be so arrogant? What if you find out? Judging from the results, you are no different from the other four, they are all dead." ”

Zhuang Gusun smiled weirdly, didn't speak again, his fresh wound rolled and cracked, dripping with blood, very scary.

One thing, He Yingwu is quite pleased.

That is, after this period of inhumane pervert training, the twelve people not only did not collapse, but also aroused their murderous blood.

Compared with the absolute obedience to the sect master before, they "follow the teachings" at every turn, "please rest assured the sect master", "the sect master is talented", etc., now they are like injured lone wolves, and the light in their eyes is different.

It was cold, unyielding, burning, as if it hid the light of an entire volcano.

Talent is not necessarily played, but if you want to make a major difference in a short period of time, it is quite risky and quite good to play.

Five people, five bloody wounds, hideous and terrifying.

"Don't worry about your beautiful faces, if you want to remove scars without a trace, the Ganlin technique is very useful. This one, it's just that when you're peeing, let you look in the mirror and understand how bad you really are, hahahaha......" He Yingwu's arrogant laughter filled every corner of the underpass.

......

By the fifth day of the first lunar month, there were no less than twelve people, and each of them had at least one hideous wound on their faces.

"It's okay now, no one has to laugh at anyone, half a catty!" He Yingwu said sarcastically.

In the days that followed, under the heavy pressure of He Yingwu, Song Liancheng shot more and more ruthlessly, and his weapon was upgraded from a fist to a stick, then to a dagger, and then to a fairy sword.

Each weapon squeezes the deepest potential of all people bit by bit.

And the loud and perverted slap is a powerful catalyst for everyone's transformation.

......

Time flies, the white horse passes through the gap, winter goes to spring, spring goes to summer solstice, and in a blink of an eye, it is the June day in the world, the cicadas are singing and the insects are dry, and the greenery is full.

Purgatory continues, but everyone has long since been reborn.

In fact, since February, the sound of slapping has been sparse, and the twelve people are in purgatory without knowing it, just trying to choose the best attack route and desperately try to make themselves faster.

But Song Liancheng, a bystander, was greatly stunned!

I don't know other places, but he is familiar with the Golden Sword Gate! The progress speed of these twelve guys is comparable to that of Lin Xiaoxian, the Taoist of the Golden Sword Gate!

Genuine, little-known, at most an excellent outer disciple, under the training of the sect master, it is actually comparable to a Taoist!?

Incredible! Incredible!

People, as long as you don't collapse and grit your teeth every day, you will be a little stronger the next day.

Judging from the actual combat effect, they and the sect master have come and gone, and the exchanges are as fast as electricity, and in an ordinary sect, this skill is enough to be qualified for the position of elder!

With the assistance of a small hundred magic weapons, it seems that it is not unattainable to start a sect.

And if he fought against Song Liancheng, the fierce experience of everyone often frightened him.

What makes people look furious in their hearts are more than a dozen or twenty scars on everyone's faces, hideous and terrifying, like evil ghosts.

Oh yes, and the eyes of the people, sharp and unruly, full of pressure.

However, in the words of He Yingwu: "The next step is to learn to hide the edge! The edge is revealed and dies quickly, and Taoguang is obscure for ten thousand years!"

In terms of realm, everyone has already built a foundation, and Lu Banding, who has the assistance of the cultivation maniac system, is even more stable in the realm of Jindan!

......

In the past six months, the situation on the island of a thousand islands has not undergone major changes, and the Wenyuan Valley robbery seems to have quietly settled.

Zhou Qiubai and Dai Qianfan did not know whether they were alive or dead, and no news came out.

Of course, there are many people involved in this matter, and less than half of the first-class sects have been thoroughly investigated, and because of its weakness, people are too lazy to investigate.

As for the mining matter, it is going forward step by step, every day is the normal mining volume of 12 people, and the good news is that the ore veins are gradually enriched, and now it is the output of 1,000 top-grade spirit stones per day.

Of course, 15%, 150 are belonging to the shaking light division, and the remaining 850 will be entered the network.

The strategy training has been going on and has never been left behind, but in the past two months, everyone's strategy planning operation has only one: the best spirit stone on the island of a thousand islands has entered the network, and its core storage center can be called unbreakable! So, how to break it?

Everybody's going crazy.

The builder of the tens of billions of extreme spirit storage places is not any sect on the island of the Thousand Islands, but the two major overlords of the Atrium World: the Purple Cloud Sect and the Falling Immortal Sword Sect!

How can it be broken?

However, the sect master forced them to find a possible way out of the impossible.

Scorched!

......

As for He Yingwu, he has been dying of exhaustion in the past six months, like a hollowed-out mummy.

If it weren't for watching the twelve guys make progress little by little, he might not have been able to hold on.

Fortunately, everyone performed well, no one collapsed, no one was left behind, except for the disfigured ghost, everything else was in the best expectations.