Ren Jie actually wanted to stay in the Shenmiaofang for ten days and a half. After all, listening to the stories of the heroic spirits and experiencing regrets over and over again can strengthen his will more than the erosion of the devil's will.

Night ghosts also grow up very quickly.

You only need one treasure to keep challenging, which is much cheaper than the ancestor Motian~

But the problem is that Ren Jie can endure it, but the heroic spirits cannot...

Looking at this scene, all the student instructors had chills down their spines. Ren Jie might be the first one to push the forced training facility to the point of exhaustion, right?

I don’t know who is training whom?

After receiving the 200 treasures awarded by the fourth bank, Ren Jie looked at the ranking list curiously:

"By the way...how are my results recorded? Let me make it clear first, I didn't come out because I couldn't bear it anymore, I was kicked out by my old friends!"

Zhao Lingmiao also covered her face and had a severe headache. I have to say, Jiang Xiaoxiao, this brother-in-law is a bit of a beast?

He raised his hand and waved, and the previous rankings of Shenmiaofang were immediately updated.

First place: Ren Jie! Challenge duration: +∞!

She had no choice but to remember it like this. After all, strictly speaking, Ren Jie could stay in Shenmiaofang forever. The problem was that Shenmiaozhu couldn't bear such a roar?

Seeing his record, Ren Jie put his hands on his hips and smiled with satisfaction: "Hey~ Another successful cup filling experience~"

The students looked at this scene and vomited blood. Oh my God +∞, this is even more extreme than the previous records set by the three forced training facilities.

Just break this record. Who can beat you?

Xu Shian, on the other hand, trembled as he watched the night ghosts whose size increased to 10 meters.

It was already so strong when it was three meters old. How terrifying would it be if it were fused with ten thousand ghosts now?

Xu Shi'an can be sure that mental strength is no longer Ren Jie's weakness, but is so strong that it makes people desperate.

I saw Ren Jie stretching his waist severely: "It's almost time to rest, but we still have to go to the last square inch prison, right?"

"It's time to go for a walk and put a perfect end to my cup filling journey..."

After saying that, he rushed towards Fangcun Prison with great interest. Looking at Ren Jie's energetic back, all the students were speechless.

Isn’t this nuclear-powered donkey tired?

After a trip to Shenmiaofang, the battery was really fully charged, eh?

…

Fangcun Demon Prison is the teaching tool library of the Demon Hunting Academy. It is also a forced training facility where Fangcun Prison is located.

The whole building is made of stone and looks like an ancestral hall. When you walk inside, you can see a spiritual tablet with Fang Cun's name engraved on it.

In the center of the ancestral hall, there is a crystal coffin. There is an incomplete skeleton sealed in the coffin. The bones are full of cracks and patterns.

Beside the ancestral hall, sat a middle-aged heroic spirit with gray hair on his temples.

Ren Jie stepped forward and greeted:

"Hey~ Hello Grandpa Fang Hua!"

Fang Hua grinned: "Here you come, little brother? What do you call me grandpa? I call you brother!"

Ren Jie was sweating profusely on his forehead: "You are Grandpa Fang Zhou's eldest brother after all. I call you brother. Isn't it a bit super senior?"

Fang Hua was Fang Zhou's eldest brother, but he died early, and Fang Zhou himself was the only one left in the Fang family.

But Fang Hua laughed loudly: "Hahaha~ you care so much about him? Next time you see Xiaozhou, just say that I asked you to call him that!"

After saying that, he warmly hugged Ren Jie's shoulders.

Ren Jie not only knew Fang Hua's name, but also knew his story and his regrets. In the eyes of all the heroic spirits, Ren Jie was already their old friend, an acquaintance they had forgotten for many years.

Ren Jie looked solemnly and looked towards the ancestral hall: "Isn't this small devil's prison what I thought?"

Fang Hua said lightly:

"It's what you think, Fang Cun... was the father of me and Fang Zhou. He was also the pillar of the human race, but he left early..."

"Before his death, he asked the puppet master to use his remains as a basis to make a magic weapon from Hell. It can be considered as a contribution to future generations..."

"Don't worry about it. In my father's eyes, he was at his peak and glorious during his lifetime. After his death, he is just a handful of loess. He bids farewell to this world. If his broken body can still be used to shine and shine, there will be no regrets..."

Looking at the bones in the coffin, Ren Jie felt awe in his heart. He carried the pillars of the human race during his lifetime. Even after his death, did he still care for the children of future generations in a unique way?

Not everyone can have this kind of enlightenment!

When Ren Jie raised his hand, the breath soil grew out and turned into long incense. The incense was lit and the smoke curled up. He bowed deeply to the spiritual tablet three times!

Then put the long incense on the incense burner...

The student instructors who came with Ren Jie also stopped laughing and bowed their heads in silence with Ren Jie.

The Fang family is truly full of loyalty, and such ancestors deserve to be respected.

I saw Ren Jie looking at the formation patterns on the floor of the ancestral hall:

"Brother Hua, there's nothing dangerous in this small prison, right? You can't just lock me in so I can't get out as soon as I go in, right?"

Fang Hua laughed loudly: "What are you afraid of? Only demons are kept in the Fangcun Demon Prison, and you are not a demon?"

Ren Jie was sweating profusely on his forehead: "I...am not me?"

The students also covered their faces. Is Ren Jie so self-aware?

Fang Hua laughed loudly: "I won't tease you anymore. Speaking of which, there was indeed a very bad guy in the Demon Prison, who was passed down from generation to generation by our alchemists..."

"But now there is no danger in Fangcun Demon Prison. Originally there was, but the bad things have been transferred to Xiaozhou's Demon Prison and locked up..."

"I guess before he dies, he will pass it on to Qingyun and keep him locked up, right?"

Ren Jie was startled, a prisoner of the alchemist lineage?

Can this thing be passed down from generation to generation?

I don’t know what it is, but it has been imprisoned for generations. That thing is quite unlucky.

Fang Hua continued: "Fangcun Prison and Fangcun Demon Prison are two completely different systems. Fangcun Prison is mainly used to test the students' overall combat power!"

"The specific rules are as follows. When you enter Fangcun Prison and reach the first level, some projections of demon prisoners will appear in the prison, which have the same strength as the prisoners themselves."

"And you only have three minutes to kill all the demon prisoners on this floor. After they are all killed, the timer will stop and you will be forcibly transported to the second floor!"

"Both the number and level of demons will increase in the second level. All you have to do is continue to kill all the demons, clear the map, and go to the next level!"

"What you need to pay attention to is that the limited time for each level is three minutes. If you do not use up the time on the previous level, the time will automatically be accumulated into the challenge time on the lower level..."

"So...use your time wisely and challenge yourself to the deepest level you can. This is what you need to do!"

Ren Jie swallowed. The number and level of demons increased layer by layer. If it took me one minute to clear the first layer and there were two minutes left, when I reached the second layer, the cumulative challenge time would become 5 minutes.

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"Understood! Quick and accurate, right? Then the current deepest record of Fangcun Prison is..."
Chapter completed!