The smurf in the north of the city, Three Days of Madness, Five Days of Madness, and Seven Days of Death also hesitated.
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On the fourth day of his account in the north of the city.
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On the fifth day of his account in the north of the city.
The intense pain in his body caused Xiao Tian to slowly wake up. Why am I not dead yet? Xiao Tian smiled bitterly in his heart. Death might be the greatest relief for Xiao Tian now.
Xiao Tian, who had been in a frenzied state for two consecutive days, had put his body through a huge test. The clothes on his body had been torn by Xiao Tian, and his not-so-handsome face was even thinner. He was now half-naked, his hands and feet covered in wounds. The walls around him were also stained with the blood that Xiao Tian had left behind when he went crazy, and there was a faint smell of blood.
After eating the food sent by the discipline, Xiao Tian felt a little better. His mind was not as uncontrollable as it was two days ago. He even felt a little excited.
Xiao Tian didn't know that all the prisoners who had survived the fifth day in the northern side of the city would feel this way at this time. Perhaps the old people often talked about Xiao Tian's current state.
Xiao Tian should feel lucky. He was the fourth person who could persist for five days in the north of the city, even though the other three were no longer around. However, if he could get out of his alternate account in the north of the city alive, then he would be the number one person in the prison in the north of the city.
Xiao Tian leaned against the wall of his mini account. The cold feeling spread through his skin and throughout his entire body. He could not help but shiver. After all, it was already late autumn.
Today, the violent aura in his body was especially calm, but this rare silence made Xiao Tian feel a faint sense of unease. What was it? Xiao Tian couldn't feel the end of it, but he seemed to have an answer in his heart. However, he couldn't find anything after carefully searching.
As time passed by, a cold shiver suddenly swept through his body. After a short period of numbness, he did not feel the warmth he had expected. Xiao Tian had heard from the teacher in the physiological class that when a person shivered, they would burn their fat quickly to obtain heat to resist the cold outside their body. However, after the cold, there was no heat that had not been seen for a long time.
Thinking of this, Xiao Tian suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart. An indescribable burning sensation quickly surged up from the soles of his feet, constantly attacking the nerves in his brain.
Xiao Tian finally knew where his uneasiness came from. This was a precursor to a mental breakdown, just like how mental patients in mental hospitals would have an abnormal state of consciousness before falling into an even crazier state.
The burning aura was like a flood that continuously attacked every nerve in Xiao Tian's brain, as if it wanted to break this last line of defense. Xiao Tian, who could not bear the pain, let out a long cry, as if he wanted to vent all the anger in his heart.
Long howls were heard by the prisoners in the north and south courtyards. At this time, the north and south courtyards of the prison were unusually quiet. The prison of four to five hundred people was so quiet that one could hear a pin drop.
Although every prisoner could not personally experience the coldness of Xiao Tian's account in the north of the city, they could feel the aura of death from Xiao Tian's continuous shouts.
At this moment, Li Dong, Zhang Gang, and Wang Sen, who were in the south courtyard of the prison, kicked the door of the cell angrily to ease their worry about Xiao Tian.
Ever since Scarface Nan told Li Dong and the others about the legend of the smurf account in the north of the city, Li Dong and Zhang Gang deeply regretted their decision.
In the first few days, every time they heard Xiao Tian's weak shout from the side account, all the prisoners in the southern courtyard, including Li Dong, cheered loudly to celebrate Xiao Tian's survival in the side account for another day. However, when they heard Xiao Tian's shouts on the fifth day, everyone could tell that Xiao Tian was about to give up. How could Li Dong and the others not be angry?
"Boss, do you think Xiao Tian can last until the eighth day?”One of the prisoners asked the boss of the north courtyard, the monk, carefully.
"Unless you are a god, no one can break the rule of three crazy five crazy seven deaths in the north of the city!”The monk threw down the cigarette butt in his hand and said fiercely.
Even so, the fact that Xiao Tian could survive for five days in the alternate account surprised Seven. At the same time, he secretly rejoiced at the wise decision to get rid of Xiao Tian.
Thinking of this, Tyrant couldn't help but reveal a smug expression.
Just as the Nanbei Courtyard was secretly speculating about Xiao Tian's life and death, Xiao Tian was shouting in the small account in the north of the city.
At this moment, Xiao Tian was enduring the double torture of mental and [Forbidden]. The evil aura in his body was still relentlessly attacking Xiao Tian's nerves, trying to tear apart every cell in his body. It felt like thousands of ants were slowly crawling on his body, biting every inch of his skin. Xiao Tian's hands kept scratching and scratching his body, as if he wanted to eliminate the pain. Xiao Tian no longer felt pain and had no impression of blood. Xiao Tian allowed his hands to leave blood-red marks on his body, and the blood from his fingertips mixed with his skin and flesh flying in the small space. He was crazily overdrawing his body and spirit.
After four days of living as an alternate account, Xiao Tian's mind had become as strong as steel. He had always maintained the clarity in the deepest part of his heart. He knew that if he lost this bit of intelligence, he would not be far from death. However, he could no longer suppress his current crazy actions.
Xiao Tian's skin had turned pale after a few days of living in a dark alternate account. The raging energy in his body had turned Xiao Tian's hair white. His red eyes revealed a bloodthirsty and murderous gaze. Xiao Tian's body and face were covered in bloodstains from his madness. He could not help but clench his fists and hit the small iron door crazily. His long cries echoed in the small space.
Xiao Tian was too tired. He had exhausted a lot of his physical strength. He knelt on the ground with both hands on the ground and panted heavily.
Xiao Tian was able to catch his breath for a moment as his mind spun rapidly.
This couldn't go on. Even if he didn't go crazy, he would die of exhaustion. He had to think of a way to divert his attention, right! She was thinking of a way to divert her attention. What was she thinking about?。。。God! Tell me, what should I do! Xiao Tian questioned himself loudly in his heart.
Suddenly, a thought flashed through Xiao Tian's mind. He suddenly thought of the monk. He thought of how the monk in the temple could meditate for ten days to half a month without his current situation. Why…Why…As Xiao Tian thought about it, an answer suddenly flashed by. Yes! If the mind is chaotic and has mixed thoughts, then all kinds of thoughts will not be born. If all kinds of thoughts will not be born, then the mind can be pure and have few desires.
Xiao Tian knew that he was on the verge of a mental breakdown. It was his belief in survival that had kept him going until now.
When he thought of a way to resist this bloodthirsty madness, Xiao Tian seemed to have grabbed onto a life-saving straw.
Xiao Tian felt as if his body was about to leave his body. He used all his strength to force himself to sit cross-legged, then he leaned against the wall with his hands on his knees. He took a deep breath to calm his restless mood. Once, twice.。。。
Xiao Tian suddenly felt that the violent aura in his body was about to break out. He was like a person who was about to vomit and desperately tried to suppress the vomit in his stomach. He held his knees tightly with both hands, and he did not feel any pain even if his fingertips pierced deeply into his flesh.
When a person's mind controlled everything,[prohibition] was just a burden to a person.
Xiao Tian was like this now. He no longer had any concept of the blood and flesh in his body. The only thing he could think of now was to calm the violent qi in his body. Rather than saying that he wanted to subdue this aura, it was better to say that Xiao Tian was fighting with him. The only person who could save him now was Xiao Tian himself.
After taking a deep breath, Xiao Tian felt that his spiritual intelligence had become a little clearer, and he began to feel a little pain. He suddenly thought of the Qigong technique that Li Dong had once taught him. Wasn't this a way to distract himself? Thinking of this, Xiao Tian sorted out the thoughts in his mind, took a few deep breaths, and then slowly slowed down his breathing. He slowly recited the Qigong chant that Li Dong had taught him in his heart, thinking about the acupuncture points on his body.
"Qi returns to the hundred acupoints…It swam all over his body…Down to the spring... Up to Baihui..."
Gradually, Xiao Tian's breathing slowed down and became even and regular. In the quiet environment of the smurf account, there was no interference from the outside world, which was extremely beneficial for Xiao Tian's Qigong cultivation method.
This set of Qigong techniques was taught by Li Dong's instructor when he entered the armed police force. It was to strengthen the practitioner's physique to match the various combat moves of the armed police. When practiced to the extreme, it was commonly known as hard Qigong. The original intention of this set of qigong was to hope that the practitioner would first practice qi and then practice the moves, so as to achieve the realm of dealing with changes without changing. However, ever since this cultivation technique was introduced to the armed police force, it had been practiced in reverse. The first thing they practiced was the moves, and then the cultivation technique, which greatly limited the power of this cultivation technique.
Even so, the power of this set of Qigong exercises was fully utilized in the actual combat of the armed police. Slowly, this practice method became an orthodox training subject, and no one felt that it was wrong.
However, Xiao Tian, who had no martial arts foundation at all, had accidentally found the right way to practice this set of martial arts. It was like a water container with no capacity. As long as his heart was big, he could hold as much water as he wanted. A cool feeling slowly gathered from Xiao Tian's four limbs and gradually gathered in his dantian, slowly rotating.。。。。
Soon, Xiao Tian's external breathing gradually turned into the realm of internal breathing. He often could not see Xiao Tian's breathing for more than ten minutes. After an unknown period of time, Xiao Tian stopped practicing. At this time, he could deeply feel the calmness of his body and the smooth breathing. That violent aura had disappeared somewhere, and he couldn't feel it anymore.
Xiao Tian's eyes were still closed. After all, in this pitch-black account, there was no difference between opening and closing his eyes. He enjoyed the comfortable feeling that his body felt after practicing. He experienced it and reminisced.
As he thought about it, he fell asleep. After all, Xiao Tian hadn't had a good rest in the past few days.
Xiao Tian didn't know that this cultivation method was improving his physique at a hundredfold speed. Even though Xiao Tian had lost so much weight that he was only skin and bones in his alternate account, he was now completely different from before he went to prison. Perhaps Xiao Tian would only be able to understand the benefits of this cultivation method when he got out of his alternate account in the future.
However, had the violent aura in his body really disappeared? Perhaps only Xiao Tian himself thought so.
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