It can be said that Jidao has now lost the ability to think, and there is only one thought left in his head, that is, pain, unimaginably severe pain gushing out from every inch of nerves, frantically pounding his head!

I can't tell what kind of feeling it is, if I insist on finding something to compare, any peeling cramp is a kind of pediatrics, and Jidao would never have thought that one day he would have only one thought left in his head.

The man's adulterous laughter echoed in the prison, looking at Jidao's convulsions like a mental patient, and the trembling of his hands and feet was also very excited, although the laughter was loud and deafening, he couldn't hear it at all.

"Hahahaha! Do you know?! Everyone who came in thought they had a strong will, but in the end, they all embarked on the path of suicide, and they tried to commit suicide!"

"This person who insulted me also suffered for three months before he found an opportunity to commit suicide and hit him headlong on the blade!"

The man's wicked laughter gradually stopped, and he looked at Ji Dao, who was no longer able to make a sound but his face was still in a state of extreme pain, and he also raised his eyebrows:

"You don't have incontinence. But it's nothing, and now the most common one who comes here has been going on for a year and a half, so let me see if you can break that record?"

Although the man knew that Jidao's current state should not be able to hear anything, he still said something like this to him, and then he laughed wildly and walked away.

The sound of chains began at about nine o'clock in the morning and did not stop until three o'clock in the afternoon six hours later, and Jidao's thinking gradually recovered, but his whole body still trembled because of a kind of "inertia".

His short hair, which had been crisp and neat, had become as messy as a bird's nest because of his uncontrollable struggles, and the point was that he could not see anything but hear the hissing sound of the breeze blowing through the metal cage in front of him.

Dark. Boundless darkness, no hope, no light ...

The pain in his body has gradually disappeared, and Ji Dao now feels extremely tired as if he has lost his strength, he has never been so tired, so tired that he can't even breathe, and even his own thinking is about to stop, he doesn't have the "ability" to think about any way to escape from here, people are not machines, their energy always has an upper limit.

Without any accident, Jidao directly leaned back and passed out. He couldn't see what he was now, but he felt that his skin should have changed dramatically.

。。。。。。

When—

Qian Xuan was in a trance in front of her, and a knife was directly stabbed, this was the first time she had been training for so long.

"What's wrong with you? You seem to be a little inattentive from the beginning? This is the first time you've been in this situation in eight years. ”

The man next to him was not Yi Xuan, but another person, this is the person brought by Yi Xuan, it can be seen that Yi Xuan has a lot of respect for this person, and she doesn't know much about what kind of identity it is.

Although the master is very strict with her in cultivation, he will also talk to her about other things when he is free, everything from south to north, and what topics. But what he heard the most was that she was going to have something about the extreme, and she would think of some past experiences when she talked about any topic.

"I don't know. Just now, I was suddenly in a trance in front of me. ”

Qian Xuan put down the long knife in her hand, and her face was full of apologies, this was indeed the first time since she had trained.

The master narrowed his eyes, motioned for her to stop, and then sat down across from her.

"Count it up. This is supposed to be the eighth year, what's wrong? Do you miss him so much?"

Suddenly asked such a question during a day's training, Qianxuan didn't know what to do, missing, of course there is, but why do you ask now?

Seeing Qian Xuan in front of him, he nodded embarrassedly, and then said:

"This won't affect my cultivation!"

Looking at Qian Xuan's somewhat stubborn and somewhat cute face, the master smiled faintly, and then shook his head:

"Qianxuan. Emotions are indeed a force that motivates oneself to make one's efforts, but it is not the only one. ”

"You're still worried, you think that even though you're improving so fast, the other person is also improving, so that's why you're training in your rest time, right?"

Qian Xuan blinked, she didn't expect that the master who had secretly trained her had already known, she lowered her head, like a child who had done something wrong.

"Qianxuan. Sometimes hard work doesn't solve all problems, overtraining will only cause a serious burden on the body, I can understand your eagerness to get stronger, but don't rush it. ”

"But master, you have asked me to practice the basic movements of the long knife for so many years, without any techniques... ”

The man smiled indifferently, this may indeed be a little strange, Qian Xuan is trying to make herself stronger, but she is the basic movement that she has been practicing for so long, I am afraid that anyone will be a little disheartened, not to mention that she didn't know herself at all before, and there are some problems with her trust.

"The so-called knife technique, in fact, it can be separated into a basic action, no matter how powerful the knife technique, it is impossible to deviate from the most basic movements. ”

"In fact, there is one thing that refiners and cultivators have in common, and that is to find the weakest point of the other party to attack. Just like when you cut a piece of meat, the resistance can be different at every angle, so there is a trade-off. ”

"And the ability to find this weakness is what we refiners call - the eye of the heart. ”

"Heart's eye?"

He smiled and nodded, and casually picked up a branch at hand:

"Every chop and slash you cultivate, in fact, is the process of feeling things, whether it is the air or the branch in my hand, they all have one direction that is the most vulnerable. ”

"This place, I call the death line. ”

"Whether living or inanimate. There are dead lines, some may have only one, and some may have many. Even this space is true. ”

As soon as the words fell, the master pinched a branch in his hand and waved it in the direction of Qian Xuan!

Whew-

There was a sudden strong wind behind him, Qian Xuan looked back in surprise, but saw an incredible scene, only to see a huge crack behind him at some point, extending in the space, inside was a pitch-black bottomless substance, but it only existed for a few seconds before it converged.

Qian Xuan naturally felt extremely shocked, because she was unscathed, and behind her, even the space had been cut!

"Qianxuan. This slash is actually the strongest sword technique. ”