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Chapter 1,608 Purity

Everyone thinks this way, but of course they don’t dare to say this unless they don’t want to live now.

After a long time, Master Chen Xiang said: "Sir, I just want to live a good life. As for the enemies, they are naturally those hypocritical and vicious people in the righteous way. As for the friends, of course they are my holy brothers..."

He felt a little guilty at the end.

Holy brothers, excluding the leader.

"Well, not bad, others?" Wen Rensheng asked next.

With the beginning, everyone became a little bolder.

They also wanted to leave a deep impression in front of Wen Rensheng, so that the next time they were knocked on the watermelon, they could pretend to be powerful and escape from the leader.

Some people say that life is for glory and wealth, enemies are XX members, and friends are sworn brothers.

Some people say that the purpose of living is to practice martial arts to a higher level, the enemies are the secret books that cannot be understood, and the friends are all kinds of medicinal materials.

In short, there is anything to say.

Zhao Han understood a little bit. She knew what the teacher wanted to do.

This is to win over the team and build a human base.

However, these people are obviously not oppressed and cannot rise up to overthrow and transform the world.

Because they all have martial arts skills, they all have vested interests, and they all belong to the middle and upper class oppressors.

But she soon discovered that she was too naive...

Wen Rensheng stepped down from his seat and patted those people on the shoulders one by one: "Live well, be prosperous and wealthy, be number one in the world, you are all honest..."

He walked around and finally came to Master Quan: "Xiao Quan, do you want to eat watermelon? Do you know where watermelon comes from?"

"Of course it's grown in the sand. It's big, round and sweet." Master Quan said matter-of-factly.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief. It was quite normal when the leader didn't hit people on the head.

"Look at you, your speech is incoherent and confused." Wen Rensheng knocked on his head, "Is this a watermelon?"

"Yes." Master Quan said subconsciously.

"Since this is a watermelon, it means that the watermelon grows from the neck." Wen Rensheng corrected.

Everyone was stunned.

The purple dog stretched out its legs and scratched its head, expressing confusion.

"Yes, yes, the teacher is right. I am really confused. I was knocking on a watermelon just now. Of course, this watermelon grows from my neck." Master Quan hit his head hard.

"Yes, what did I just teach you? What should you do if you want to know whether the watermelon is ripe?" Wen Rensheng asked next.

"Well, you should ask Xigua himself." Leader Quan asked.

"That's right. Let's ask everyone, are you familiar with it?"

Everyone was confused for a long time, but they could still answer this question: "I'm not familiar with it!"

If anyone wants to answer that it is cooked, shouldn’t it be cut open?

"Do you want to be acquainted?"

"I don't want to be familiar with it."

"Why?"

"When it's ripe, it will be opened."

"Do you want to be acquainted forever?"

"think."

When Wen Rensheng asked a question, everyone subconsciously followed suit.

Anyway, it has only one purpose and cannot be targeted by the leader.

Some people say that they can escape afterward, but the problem is that no one is unrelated, and the methods used by the devil to control people are not simple.

Three Corpse Brain Pills, Leopard Fei Yijin Pills, Qixiao Jueming Powder...

Do you really think that the Demon Cult is called for nothing?

"If you want to be unfamiliar, you must put aside the original distracting thoughts in the watermelon and re-establish clean and simple beliefs..." Wen Rensheng said seriously.

Everyone was thoughtful.

Then I felt that what the other person said was right.

Deep in my heart, a very solid logic emerged.

As long as you have a simple mind, you will not be mature. If you are not mature enough, you can confidently say that you are not familiar with it. If you are not familiar with it, you will not be criticized by the leader...

This logic is so simple and direct.

It turns out that living is so easy.

"Everyone read after me, empty your mind, and imagine that you are just an unripe watermelon that has just grown..."

"Let go..." Everyone subconsciously followed Wen Rensheng and started to read.

Zhao Han has completely understood.

The teacher is hypnotizing others, relying on hypnosis to get a stable group of subordinates.

Damn it, he always says you shouldn’t take shortcuts in life, but it turns out he wants to keep the shortcuts to himself...

I'm so stupid, really.

I actually did it honestly.

Fortunately, I have become a dog recently and have no inhibitions.

Zhao Han thought angrily.

An hour passed.

Everyone, including all the sect leaders, underwent a physical and mental purification and baptism.

Zhao Han became very curious. What would the teacher do after he purified everyone into fools?

He soon found out.

Everyone just felt that it was extremely clear in their minds.

Those messy adult indescribable thoughts all disappeared.

The whole person seems to have returned to the time before the age of 9, before there was no secondary development.

"Very good, now read with me and study hard.",

"study well."

"Every day makes progress."

"Every day makes progress."

…………

In the evening, Wen Rensheng returned to the Twelve Halls to rest.

The purple-flowered dog circled around his feet, raised its head and asked, "Lao Guo, what trick did you use just now?"

"That's a little trick of spiritual imprinting, which can suppress and clear up people's distracting thoughts." Wen Rensheng said casually.

Although he now does not have the amplification support of the mysterious seed, his wisdom is still there, and it is easy to develop similar techniques.

"You are cheating and taking shortcuts. Taking shortcuts will not end well." Zhao Han taught him a serious lesson.

Hey, I'm a dog now, I'm not afraid of you.

She murmured in her mind.

"Yes, I have already made plans to be shattered to pieces." Wen Rensheng's face showed the glory of a martyr.

Uh, when you say you'll be smashed to pieces, do you mean you're trying to be shameless?

Zhao Han had nothing to say, so he could only sneak aside and eat his own bones for dinner.

Wen Rensheng shook his head.

Still too young.

Only look at the problem in one line.

Strategically, we cannot take shortcuts, but tactically we must try our best to find methods and techniques, and fight skillfully without touching stones.

His previous life gave him too many valuable experiences.

Those who take strategic shortcuts will be defeated.

Those compradors, those who don't want to bleed themselves, but just want others to fight for them, will not end well. From the 19th century to the 21st century, nothing has changed.

But they never accepted the lesson.

But that's not the case tactically.

Tactically, of course, we must try our best to think of ways and brainstorm ways to find the most cost-effective method.

This is in line with the rules.

1. The night passes.

Early the next morning, Wen Rensheng went to the Ninth Hall to give lessons to everyone.

This time, idle people from other halls also secretly listened to the class outside.

The news that Master Quan has a teacher and that the teacher can control him has spread throughout the eighteen palaces overnight.

This is a big deal.

After all, the leader occasionally goes out and knocks people on the head.

Because of this, several rebellions have occurred.

Everyone has tried many methods, but to no avail.

We can only send some defective products to the Ninth Hall for the other party to play with.

Just raise a stupid king.

A foolish king, no one knows how uncomfortable he is.

"Empty your head and eliminate distracting thoughts. I am a raw watermelon egg..."

"Empty your head and eliminate distracting thoughts. I am a raw watermelon egg..."

Everyone outside the hall couldn't help but chant along with him.

At this time, the master of the Nine Halls, Saint Quan Shayun, dressed in purple gauze, also appeared at the entrance of the hall.

"Is this the art of enchantment?"

"It doesn't look like it. It seems to be a way to purify the mind and ward off evil spirits."


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