Lin Fan felt that his luck had arrived.
This was the first time that he encountered such a satisfactory thing. He didn't even need to negotiate the conditions. These people would give their disciples a wave of great opportunities.
He narrowed his eyes and asked, "How long will it take at the shortest time for me to keep my disciple with you?"
Those people were also stunned for a moment, feeling that they had been seen through by Lin Fan.
Isn't it obvious what they said?
"Two months, maybe."
They seemed extremely passive and said helplessly.
"One month!"
"Wouldn't this be a little 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, just one month, but in this month, your disciple will definitely suffer a great disaster!"
"It's okay, just one month!"
So, this deal was concluded.
Seeing Lin Fan and others leaving safely, and seeing the sinister smiles of those people, Yang Zhuang panicked a little.
"Master, don't leave me, I'm afraid!"
"You are so scared! We will come to pick you up in a month!"
They drove the aircraft through space and soon left this star.
Yang Zhuang was the only one who was stared at by these people from the formation family, shivering.
"Don't look at me like this, I'm a little embarrassed." He said helplessly.
Because when these people looked at themselves, it was as if they were looking at a beautiful woman with no clothes on, or as if they were seeing some rare treasure!
They almost had to fight over him!
"What a good seedling, really a good seedling!" They laughed.
Yang Zhuang didn't understand what they meant.
"Do you know what is the biggest advantage of our physique?" they asked Yang Zhuang.
Yang Zhuang said tentatively: "Maybe... maybe we can carve the magic circle into our own bodies?"
"good!"
They all nodded and praised Yang Zhuang.
In fact, their physiques are very well developed.
Just carve the magic circle inside.
The more powerful the magic circle is, the more terrifying their own strength will be.
The limit of their strength is determined by their physical bodies.
If they can't bear it when carving a powerful magic circle, they can only stay at the current level of combat power and it will be difficult to improve.
Their upper limit is almost determined by God, and it is difficult to increase it.
However, half of them described the upper limit of the magic circle as being at the level of the Supreme Emperor!
In other words, half of them have that kind of fighting power!
This is actually quite amazing.
"You have become an emperor. Logically speaking, the upper limit is actually much higher than ours!"
Their eyes were shining, and they all laughed and said: "We have a magic circle. No one can bear it, but we feel that you can bear it!"
"What!"
After hearing this, Yang Zhuang 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 get pushed to death!" 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, killing the true immortal is no longer a dream!" They said Laughing loudly, they took Yang Zhuang back and put them on their table. Each of them held a knife and dangled it in front of Yang Zhuang's eyes.
Especially a beautiful little girl actually making plans between Yang Zhuang's legs!
"What are you going to do! Are you going to castrate me?" Yang Zhuang shivered.
"If you really want to do it, don't castrate my soul. Once the soul is castrated, it won't recover!" He begged bitterly.
Everyone glared at Yang Zhuang.
"What nonsense!"
They were all a little frustrated and said: "This is the carving knife used to carve the magic circle! We want to carve the magic circle into your flesh and blood!"
"This magic circle is too powerful, it may cause a little pain, you have to be patient for a while!"
They were very considerate and even gave Yang Zhuang a warning in advance.
Even though Yang Zhuang had been prepared, after those carving knives fell on his body, he couldn't help but gasped and almost fainted.
Those carving knives were so terrifying, they actually carved out the avenue and imprinted it on his soul!
"No!"
This feeling is too torture!
It felt like he had died a thousand or ten thousand times!
Every moment of time seems like tens of millions of years have passed!
Pain, suffering!
"Your master gave us too little time. Do you know 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, you can save a lot of pain, but that kind of carving knife will take more than a year to carve the magic circle in your body. Half a year, maybe tens of thousands of years! This kind of carving knife can directly mark the road, and the pain is also the millions of monuments of that kind of carving knife! This is the price of becoming stronger, you must bear such pain!"
Once he heard the price of becoming stronger, he fell silent.
He gritted his teeth hard, stopped shouting, and said, "Everyone who wants to become stronger needs to pay a certain price?"
Those people all nodded and said, "Need it."
"for example?"
"The simplest price is naturally your time."
This is the price those ascetics have to pay.
Time will destroy a person's mind and make it unbearable to endure the boredom of cultivation.
"What if it takes a short time?"
While they were describing it carefully, 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 not an accident that the master became stronger in such a short period of time.
Can anyone help?
There must be some.
Just like how he is now, someone takes action to help him become stronger.
But according to these people, even so, there is a certain price to pay.
He had never thought about the price the master paid, but it was certainly not small.
"Why didn't you scream?"
These people were a little surprised to see him so quiet.
They know the pain of using this carving knife.
Several people were hurt to death!
But this guy didn't react at all and kept his mouth shut?
Could it be that he was going to die?
Yang Zhuang forced out an ugly smile and said, "I don't want to live up to my master's expectations."
"This is a training for me. I have been going so smoothly all the way, and now I finally have to endure a little pain."
"bring it on!"
