Li Na hummed and said, "These flies are just for training your junior brother. If he can't handle these flies, he won't be able to enter the hell gate guarded by all sides. The cruel conditions in the hell gate are so great. It's not something you can imagine. In order to fight for more resources, the Hell Gate's position in the four directions is equivalent to the role of Death in China. The difference is that the former is external and the latter is internal. , this is a restless master, lest he offend the people of Sifang Guardian. The 365 academies under Sifang Guardian are the backyards of those playboys. As for the children of other ancient clans who come here to hang out. , he can play whatever he likes, as long as no one is killed." Zihao understood, and then remembered another thing and said: "According to the news from the inner courtyard, the Holy Son Wuhui also came to the inner courtyard. . He is in the freshman class, and he has already said that he is here to see what his fianc¨¦e looks like. He is provoking other saints. If this person causes trouble in the academy, how should I go? "No matter what." The Holy Son Wuhui is the holy son of one of the four ancient clans that guards the gate of hell, the Gouchen clan! Although Li Na's incarnation had no consciousness, she still felt a headache. Then she sighed and said, "What I'm most afraid of is that he will also bring out those little ghosts under the jurisdiction of the Gouchen clan." "Little ghosts?" Zihao heard this. A little confused, Li Na said: "Well, since you encountered these things during your shift, I will simply tell you some things you should know. The schools in the world are just the ancient clan in the Chaos Monument. The magical weapons created after being shattered, the four major factions of the Four Directions Guardian are the four magical weapons that guard China. The Hell Gate is a magic wand jointly created by the four ancient clans in the Four Directions Guardian. The clan guards eighteen extreme secret realms. These eighteen extreme secret realms are called the Eighteen Hells. In each hell, the ancient sinners are suppressed! The imps I am talking about in the Fourth Hell of Evil Mirror are the sinners brought out from it. In the hands of the saints of these ancient clans, these sinners are used like dead soldiers by the Holy Son Ruochen. , I really don¡¯t know what kind of trouble it will cause. These guys are beyond your control. I will ask for help from the higher ups, but you have to keep an eye on him during this period and don¡¯t let anyone offend him.¡± After a while, Zihao said. Went down. Li Na rubbed her temples, took a deep breath and said, "Master is not here, it's a lot of pressure." Then Li Na leaned on the back of the chair and looked up at the ceiling in trance. She didn't know what she thought of, but she suddenly said with a feeling: "In addition to the four holy places, Other colleges are having a hard time. If they don't adhere to the Taikoo Clan, they will end up like those schools that existed simply to pass on the fire in ancient times. We have to send a large number of elites to the Hell Gate every year to serve as cannon fodder. , It¡¯s so heartbreaking, and now we have to be treated as a back garden. How long do we have to endure it before we can accumulate the foundation to escape from the restraint?¡± Outside the dean¡¯s office, the bell rang again, and another class passed. . The atmosphere in Class 5 of Year 5 was very strange. Almost everyone was aiming at the hero because this guy fell asleep in class and didn't wake up after class. He was very sleepy. They suspected that they would throw this guy away now. He won't wake up even when he leaves the classroom door. The most amazing thing is his sleeping position. He can fall asleep leaning on the back of the chair with his head looking up to the ceiling, and occasionally drools out. What he was drooling was not drool, but impurities extracted from the spiritual energy. It was thick and fishy, ??like drool. The one with the most sensitive sense of touch in this class is Sherman. Her soul and body are extremely pure. From the day she was born, she has been in harmony with nature and can sense things that other people with powers cannot. At this moment, she sensed the surge of spiritual energy beneath the calm, just like an ocean of water flowing backwards towards a stream. This sea is too big and the creek is too small, so except for Sherman, even the energy monitoring electronic eyes that monitor energy fluctuations cannot detect the surrounding anomalies. Because the hero has integrated into nature and is in harmony with nature, he is the stream flowing backward from the sea. Uncle Gui has several roots entwined around his body, continuously delivering spiritual energy to Uncle Gui. This is the blessing to share! The hero's ability to absorb spiritual energy is so terrifying that one person would be starved to death if he ate it alone. The amount of spiritual energy he absorbs is enough for both of them to practice at the same time. When everyone thought the hero was deeply asleep, the hero was half asleep. Under the powerful function of the concentration glasses, he was able to do two things. Half of his consciousness was practicing patterns in deep sleep, while the other side remained awake, watching his body and the things around him like a third party. In the ethereal realm in the dream, the hero was trying hard to visualize the second pattern. He had already understood the flame pattern and was trying to outline it in his mind with the power of visualization. At one time?Through the failure outlined in the visualization, I can understand the corresponding energy trajectory of this pattern little by little. Different energy trajectory has different work, and the work produces effectiveness. The hero ignored the gazes around him, and the other half of his conscious mind watched him practice like a third party. As long as these people don't offend him, he won't pay attention to them, and he won't lose a piece of meat if others see them. Sherman did not leave the classroom and sat quietly reading. She noticed that someone came to the hero and wanted to wake him up. Sherman said calmly: "Go away, I don't like others to disturb me while I'm reading. Including my deskmate. What you want to do outside the classroom has nothing to do with me." As soon as the word "seatmate" came out, the eyes of the others dropped. The goddess in their hearts actually recognized this deskmate. What does that mean? Could it be that the goddess's taste suddenly changed from not liking the fireworks of the world to having a strong taste for wretched and scumbag men? Sherman won¡¯t explain anything. Now that Sherman had spoken, these guys had the good sense not to stir up trouble. But some people already hate the hero so much, especially Mr. Liu and Chen Ziming from the next class. There are countless people who are willing to hug Chen Ziming¡¯s thigh and act as his eyeliner. There are many so-called rich second generations in Tianzhen College, but among people like Chen Ziming, they are just country bumpkins. Even the Hua family, in his eyes, are just upstarts with no background. Sitting in a seat in the last row of Class 5 of Year 5, Fatty Chen was fiddling with a pen-shaped electronic monitoring pen. This pen could record the images and sounds of the class in all directions. When he heard Sherman When he said this, Fatty Chen knew that some people were about to burst into jealousy. Just when he was about to set up the best surveillance angle, he felt the unkind glances coming from behind him, and knew that the girl at the same table was going to cause trouble for him.