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Chapter 745: You Have to Pay a Price to Be Strong

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    Lin Fan felt that his luck had come.

    It was the first time for him to encounter such a satisfactory thing, and he didn't need to negotiate the terms himself. These people came up to give their disciples a wave of great opportunities.

    He narrowed his eyes and asked, "How long will it take me to leave my disciple to you at the shortest?"

    Those people were also taken aback for a moment, always feeling that they had been seen through by Lin Fan.

    Is it obvious what they said?

    "Two months."

    They seemed extremely passive and said helplessly.

    "One month!"

    "Will this be a bit faster?"

    "No, we don't have much time, just one month! My disciple will help you fight in the ring!"

    Everyone gritted their teeth, nodded and said: "Okay, that's one month, but this month, your disciple will definitely suffer great disaster!"

    "It's okay, just one month!"

    So, this deal was concluded like this.

    Seeing Lin Fan and others leave safely, and seeing the eerie smiles of those people, Yang Zhuang panicked a little.

    "Master, don't abandon me, I'm afraid!"

    "You are afraid of farts! We will pick you up in a month!"

    They drove the aircraft through space, and soon left from this star.

    Only Yang Zhuang was shivering as he was stared at by the members of the array family.

    "Don't look at me like that, I'm a little embarrassed." He said helplessly.

    Because when these people look at themselves, it's like looking at a beautiful woman without clothes, or seeing some rare treasure!

    There was almost a big fight over him!

    "Good seedling, really a good seedling!" They laughed.

    Yang Zhuang didn't understand what they meant.

    "Do you know where the biggest advantage of our physique is?" They asked Yang Zhuang.

    Yang Zhuang said tentatively: "Probably maybe we can engrave the magic circle on our bodies?"

    "good!"

    They all nodded and praised Yang Zhuang.

    In fact, their physique is well developed.

    As long as the magic circle is depicted in it, it will be fine.

    The more powerful the magic circle depicted, the more terrifying their own strength will be.

    And the limit of their strength is determined by their physical bodies.

    If they can't bear it when drawing a powerful magic circle, they can only stay at the current level of combat power, and it is difficult to improve.

    Their upper limit is almost determined by God, and it is difficult to raise it.

    However, the upper limit of half of them depicting the magic circle is the magic circle of the supreme emperor level!

    In other words, half of them have that kind of combat power!

    This is actually pretty amazing.

    "You have become an emperor. Logically speaking, the upper limit is actually much higher than ours!"

    Their eyes glowed, and they laughed one by one and said: "We have a magic circle, no one can bear the magic circle, but we feel that you can bear it!"

    "What!"

    After hearing this sentence, Yang Zhuang also panicked a little.

    "Master, don't leave me behind, take me with you!"

    He cried and wanted to fly away.

    But others have already united and blocked the space!

    Yang Zhuang could only stay in their small village and could not leave.

    "I'm afraid of death! What if I'm overwhelmed!" Yang Zhuang said helplessly.

    "What are you afraid of? The magic circle in your body is already so powerful. That magic circle is used to strengthen other magic circles. As long as it can be carved in your body, it is not a delusion to kill a true immortal!" They  Laughing loudly, they took Yang Zhuang back and put them on their table, holding knives one by one, dangling in front of Yang Zhuang's eyes.

    Especially a beautiful little girl who actually made a plan between Yang Zhuang's legs!

    "What are you going to do! Are you going to castrate me?" Yang Zhuang trembled.

    "If you really want to do it, don't eunuch my soul, it will never recover!" He begged bitterly.

    Everyone glared at Yang Zhuang.

    "What nonsense!"

    They were all a little frustrated and said: "This is the carving knife for drawing the magic circle! We will use your blood?Draw a magic circle in it!  "

    "This magic circle is too powerful, it may cause a little pain, you have to bear it for a while!"

    They were very considerate and even reminded Yang Zhuang in advance.

    Even though Yang Zhuang had already made preparations, after those carving knives fell on his body, he couldn't help gasping, and almost passed out.

    Those carving knives were so terrifying that they directly carved out the Dao and branded it in his soul!

    "No!"

    This feeling is too tortured!

    It felt to him as if he had died a thousand times, ten thousand times!

    Every moment of time seems to be tens of millions of years in the past!

    Pain, suffering!

    "Your master gave us too little time, do you understand what this means?" they said.

    Yang Zhuang didn't understand.

    They continued: "We have a milder carving knife. If you use that kind of carving knife, it can save you a lot of pain, but it takes more than a year for that kind of carving knife to carve a magic circle in your body."  Half a year, it may take tens of thousands of years! This kind of carving knife can directly brand the Dao, and the pain is also the millions of monuments of that kind of carving knife! This is the price of becoming stronger, and you must bear such pain!"

    After hearing the price of becoming stronger, he fell silent.

    He gritted his teeth fiercely, stopped screaming, and said, "Everyone needs to pay a certain price if they want to become stronger?"

    Those few people nodded and said: "Need."

    "for example?"

    "The simplest price is naturally your time."

    This is the price those ascetic monks have to pay.

    Time will destroy a person's mind, making it hard for people to bear the tediousness of cultivation.

    "What if it takes a short time?"

    While seriously portraying it, they said: "This question is very simple. Naturally, you have to endure the pain. The strength you gain is directly proportional to the pain you endure."

    Yang Zhuang became more and more painful.

    Because he suddenly felt that it was no accident that the master became stronger in such a short period of time.

    Can anyone help?

    There must be.

    Just like the current self, someone took action to help him become stronger.

    But according to these people, even so, a certain price needs to be paid.

    He never thought about what kind of price the master paid, but it was definitely not small.

    "Why don't you call out?"

    These people were a little surprised to see him so quiet.

    They know the pain of using this carving knife.

    Several people were tortured to death!

    But this guy didn't respond at all, just shut his mouth and didn't speak?

    Could it be that he was going to die?

    Yang Zhuang squeezed out an ugly smile and said, "I don't want to disappoint my master's expectations."

    "This is a test for me. I have gone so smoothly all this way, and now I finally have to endure a little pain."

    "Come on!" (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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