I raised a bunch of monsters in my sect

Long-distance flying is a very boring thing and it tests one's patience.

Apart from stopping for convenience along the way, we spent the rest of the time eating and sleeping in the car.

At the beginning, there was still some fresh energy. Everyone was chatting and looking around. It was very lively.

The scenery in the back was almost the same, and I started to get bored.

Fortunately, everyone is a monk and can practice qi at any time, so it will not be a waste of time.

Unlike the diligence of several junior brothers, Ji Tong and Gu Qiqi did not need to practice so hard at all.

One has a demonic constitution and dare not practice in front of others.

One is to practice useless skills. If you practice, it will be in vain, and you will simply not practice.

Ever since, the two of them have the most fun every day, playing games.

For example, at this moment, the two of them made a bet with the shy Mo Sang. The content of the bet was how many times this guy would exhale in three minutes.

The time between a normal person's exhalation and inhalation is about 3-5 seconds.

Three minutes is 180 seconds, just a few dozen breaths.

Now, they are so bored that they live by counting their breaths.

Mo Sang has been practicing meditation for ten hours, and he has maintained this stable rhythm without any disturbance.

However, at some point, he had the illusion that something was staring at him.

With the foundation-building level of cultivation, it is impossible to probe the spiritual consciousness out of the body for inspection, and can only rely on perception to make judgments.

Whenever you panic, your breathing rhythm will be interrupted.

Mo Sang was a little anxious. He didn't like this feeling, so he had to find a way to solve it.

There is nothing rare, but it is rare for a genius to be so aware of crisis that he suddenly realizes an incredible skill, which is perspective.

This skill had just appeared for a second, and Ji Tong was already keenly aware that there seemed to be an eye of God staring at him secretly.

This feeling is terrible, similar to the illusion of being watched with a monitor in my previous life.

He glanced around uneasily, and finally found to his surprise that this second junior brother actually had a clairvoyant eye.

This is a new skill that he and Gu Qiqi learned after being stimulated for a while. It is simply amazing.

Ji Tong is quite envious. As long as he has this skill, what else can happen in the whole continent of cultivation, not to mention up and down Shushan Mountain, that can escape his eyes?

At this time, Gu Qiqi didn't know that much and was still like a playful child, waiting quietly for three minutes to see if Mo Sang would be disturbed by them.

It's a bit unethical. If you play with someone you don't know very well, you'll basically get beaten.

More than two minutes later, looking at Mo Sang who was still motionless, Gu Qiqi hurriedly sent a message to Ji Tong.

Ah ah ah, the second senior brother's concentration is so good. I am so close to him. Is he insensitive? Is he the kind of neurotic you said? Woo hoo...

The most taboo among monks is for outsiders to come within three feet of themselves. Like now, she was almost meeting the other person, and yet he was still not moving at all. It was really something that no one could do.

Ji Tong smiled and extinguished the incense in his hand in a wisp of clear smoke. It can burn to one-tenth of its length within three minutes. Now that the time has expired, the result is obvious. Mo Sang has withstood the test and Gu Qiqi has lost.

Hmph! The second senior brother doesn't count. He is just a wooden person. He rarely talks. If you use this to test a wooden person, it will naturally be inaccurate. You have to change it. Let's change it to the third senior brother. I guarantee that he can make me win.

Seeing Gu Qiqi cheating, Ji Tong didn't blame anything, but kindly reminded her that Dugu Chuixue could handle it, and told her not to place bets easily, otherwise, she would probably lose miserably.

Gu Qiqi didn't believe in evil. She thought about changing the game, but she didn't believe that Dugu Chuixue would disappoint her.

Just as Gu Qiqi was racking his brains, figuring out how to play with his third senior brother, the flying monster suddenly screamed.

His voice was so severe that he seemed to have been hit hard.

Sure enough, what followed was the car being shaken by the flying monster.

The people in the car staggered around and had to come out of their training state.

Mo Sang wiped his somewhat hard face to get rid of the feeling caused by the two people's gaze.

At the same time, he also looked at Ji Tong with some sadness. The junior sister was just messing around, why was the senior brother so indifferent even at his age?

If he hadn't possessed the clairvoyance skill and seen through their little tricks, it would have been possible for him to break his skills and his breath would be disordered.

Ji Tong didn't dare to go see Mo Sang at all. He was now busy communicating with the three Jie Dan coachmen outside.

Three seniors, please tell me what happened?

The three of them were too busy taking care of themselves to know what was going on. They only had time to explain themselves in the chaos.

Someone is attacking you, please be careful!

These words made Dugu Chuixue's eyes light up, Where is the sneak attacker? Why didn't I see anyone?

Ji Tong stuck his head out, glanced at the land from the void, and quickly found a group of people who blended in with the environment.

There are about 30 people. There is only one person with the most powerful cultivation level who is at the fifth level of Dan Formation. Most of the rest are at the Foundation Formation Dzogchen.

Second, you attack from three o'clock, third, from five o'clock, fourth, from ten o'clock. The three of you take the lead. Don't kill them with one blow. Don't give them a chance to breathe.

Gu Qiqi couldn't understand what time it was, but she felt that the senior fellow apprentices were all arrogant, with admiration shining in their little eyes.

Wu Xie, the fifth junior brother, saw that everyone had been arranged. His hands itched and he wanted to fight, but he was forcibly detained by Ji Tong.

You hold the line, and if they can't do it, then you go up again.

At the same time, he secretly pinched Wu Xie's shoulder and reminded him that his skills cannot be easily revealed in front of others. Not everyone in this world can be as tolerant as Shushan.

If Wuhui, the master of Wangui Sect, hadn't been there to guide him, Wu Xie would have probably been defeated the last time he competed at Peak 72.

There are still three Jiedan coachmen here, so let's take one less thing.

Wu Xie was persuaded to come down a little upset. Such a depressing life made him feel very uncomfortable.

In fact, we have the same problem in Shushan, which is the feeling of being out of place.

He could not integrate into such a world of swordsmanship. In his world, there was only the aura of the netherworld, dead people and bones, which he was happy to see.

However, for the sake of Ji Tong, he suppressed his nature and hid everything about himself from others.

He didn't know how long this kind of life would last. His patience was passing away little by little, and his temper was gradually getting a little too big.

Ji Tong looked at Wu Xie's pale and handsome face and sighed ten thousand times in his heart.

Wu Xie was originally an evil heretic, but he forcibly turned him to the righteous path. For him, the past twenty years were actually not much different from being under house arrest.

However, he couldn't let it go yet.

Otherwise, it will be a wild horse running wild, and it will be extremely difficult to control it from hurting others.

What he has to do now is to plant more good causes in his heart. Maybe even if Wu Xie really falls into the devil's path in the future, he can stop killing people because of this little bit of good deeds.