Chapter: 6197
The white-haired young man didn't answer Zhuo Wen's question directly, but asked seriously: "The Great Word Spiritual Art is the strongest forbidden art of the Word Spirit Master, and the price to be paid for performing this kind of forbidden art is extremely high. Do you know why Lingyun suddenly wants to use such a forbidden technique?"
Zhuo Wen was taken aback, he didn't expect the white-haired youth to be so cautious, he thought for a while, and said: "The price of this forbidden technique is not the energy consumption of tens of thousands of top-quality chaotic veins? Is there any other price required?"
The white-haired young man sneered again and again, and said: "If this is the case, then this technique cannot be called a forbidden technique! The energy consumed by this technique is indeed huge, but this is just the foundation!"
"The real price of this technique is the cost of consuming one's own lifespan, which is a terrifying forbidden technique that can be successfully cast! And it is at the cost of consuming nine-tenths of one's lifespan!"
Hearing this, Zhuo Wen only felt a roar in his head, he never imagined that the price of the big talk spirit technique would be so high.
For a monk who has cultivated to his level, the most important thing is not the treasures of heaven and earth or the treasure of attacking, but his own lifespan.
Although monks who have reached his level have an extremely long lifespan, it is not infinite and always has an end.
If you really want to get more lifespan, you must have a higher realm and a stronger cultivation base, and these all take time.
For monks, lifespan is a priceless treasure, something that is incomparable to anything.
Zhuo Wen didn't expect that Shan Lingyun would willingly sacrifice nine-tenths of his life to perform the forbidden art of Dayan Lingju for him to find Mo Yan Wushang.
This made Zhuo Wen feel very guilty. If he knew that Dayan Lingyun needed to pay such a painful price, he would never be able to let Shan Lingyun perform this technique.
With his comprehension, it only takes a few years for his spiritual speech skills to reach great success. At that time, he will be able to use his great speech spiritual skills to find Mo Yan Wushang.
The white-haired young man watched Zhuo Wen silently. Seeing that the latter's face was cloudy and uncertain, he said coldly: "I have known Ling Yun for a long time. He knows her very well and knows that she will not use such forbidden techniques at will unless it is her. An important person, otherwise she wouldn't have sacrificed so much!"
"Tell me the truth, she used the magic spell, but for you?" The white-haired young man looked at Zhuo Wen coldly and asked in a bad tone.
Zhuo Wen was silent for a moment, finally nodded, and said: "Master never told me that there is such a price for big words and spiritual arts. If I knew this earlier, I would not be able to get rid of master's use of such forbidden arts!"
bump!
As soon as Zhuo Wen finished speaking, a terrifying aura with a fierce killing intent suddenly attacked.
Zhuo Wen didn't notice it for a while, and was hit by this breath, and with a muffled grunt, he couldn't help flying upside down, hitting the rock wall behind him, and his whole body was embedded in it.
"It really is you, bastard, are you trying to kill Ling Yun?"
The white-haired young man exuded a terrifying aura all over his body. He stared at Zhuo Wen coldly, his tone full of anger and killing intent.
Pooh!
Zhuo Wen spat out a mouthful of blood, barely got down from the rock wall, his face was pale, and he stared coldly at the white-haired young man.
The white-haired youth didn't make another move, and there was a trace of grief in his angry eyes.
"Do you know that Lingyun's lifespan is running out, and she will probably die if she casts the big word spirit again this time!" tears.
Zhuo Wen silently looked at the white-haired young man who was crying, the anger in his heart gradually dissipated, and was replaced by confusion.
What does the white-haired youth mean by this? Why do you say Shan Lingyun's lifespan is running out?
The two stood facing each other and fell into a long silence.
Suddenly, Shan Lingyun, who was sitting cross-legged on the bank of the pool, let out a muffled snort, spat out a big mouthful of blood, and turned even paler.
And above the sky, all the small pupils gathered, pouring into Shan Lingyun's brow.
Plop!
Shan Lingyun fell softly to the ground, coughing continuously.
Zhuo Wen rushed up to support Shan Lingyun, but the white-haired young man was already ahead, and he flicked his sleeves, Zhuo Wen couldn't help but backed up dozens of steps.
"Don't get close to Lingyun!" The white-haired young man looked at Zhuo Wen with unkind eyes.
At this moment, Shan Lingyun slowly opened her eyes. Although she was very weak, she still said happily: "Teacher, I found it, I found the woman you were looking for! Huh? Gui Jing, why are you here?"
The white-haired young man looked at Shan Lingyun with pity, and sighed softly: "Lingyun, didn't you promise me that you would never use the big talk spirit technique again? Why do you still use this kind of forbidden technique? Could it be that your condition, your Don't you know?"
Shan Lingyun curled her lips, and said weakly: "Gui Jing! You are so annoying, always meddling in your own business! I finally accepted a disciple, how could I refuse my disciple's favor! Okay, let go Me, I still want to tell him the information about the person my apprentice is looking for!"
Saying that, Shan Lingyun struggled to break away from the white-haired youth and walked towards Zhuo Wen.
The white-haired youth sighed in his heart, but did not stop Shan Lingyun.
Shan Lingyun walked up to Zhuo Wen with difficulty, waved to Zhuo Wen, showed a triumphant smile, and said, "Disciple, how is it? Your master is amazing, I have found the person you are looking for!"
Zhuo Wen knelt down slowly, and looked seriously at Loli in front of him. He saw that Shan Lingyun's face was pale, and her small body was still trembling, as if she would be blown down by the wind at any moment. JrNovels.com
Zhuo Wen was taken aback, he didn't expect the white-haired youth to be so cautious, he thought for a while, and said: "The price of this forbidden technique is not the energy consumption of tens of thousands of top-quality chaotic veins? Is there any other price required?"
The white-haired young man sneered again and again, and said: "If this is the case, then this technique cannot be called a forbidden technique! The energy consumed by this technique is indeed huge, but this is just the foundation!"
"The real price of this technique is the cost of consuming one's own lifespan, which is a terrifying forbidden technique that can be successfully cast! And it is at the cost of consuming nine-tenths of one's lifespan!"
Hearing this, Zhuo Wen only felt a roar in his head, he never imagined that the price of the big talk spirit technique would be so high.
For a monk who has cultivated to his level, the most important thing is not the treasures of heaven and earth or the treasure of attacking, but his own lifespan.
Although monks who have reached his level have an extremely long lifespan, it is not infinite and always has an end.
If you really want to get more lifespan, you must have a higher realm and a stronger cultivation base, and these all take time.
For monks, lifespan is a priceless treasure, something that is incomparable to anything.
Zhuo Wen didn't expect that Shan Lingyun would willingly sacrifice nine-tenths of his life to perform the forbidden art of Dayan Lingju for him to find Mo Yan Wushang.
This made Zhuo Wen feel very guilty. If he knew that Dayan Lingyun needed to pay such a painful price, he would never be able to let Shan Lingyun perform this technique.
With his comprehension, it only takes a few years for his spiritual speech skills to reach great success. At that time, he will be able to use his great speech spiritual skills to find Mo Yan Wushang.
The white-haired young man watched Zhuo Wen silently. Seeing that the latter's face was cloudy and uncertain, he said coldly: "I have known Ling Yun for a long time. He knows her very well and knows that she will not use such forbidden techniques at will unless it is her. An important person, otherwise she wouldn't have sacrificed so much!"
"Tell me the truth, she used the magic spell, but for you?" The white-haired young man looked at Zhuo Wen coldly and asked in a bad tone.
Zhuo Wen was silent for a moment, finally nodded, and said: "Master never told me that there is such a price for big words and spiritual arts. If I knew this earlier, I would not be able to get rid of master's use of such forbidden arts!"
bump!
As soon as Zhuo Wen finished speaking, a terrifying aura with a fierce killing intent suddenly attacked.
Zhuo Wen didn't notice it for a while, and was hit by this breath, and with a muffled grunt, he couldn't help flying upside down, hitting the rock wall behind him, and his whole body was embedded in it.
"It really is you, bastard, are you trying to kill Ling Yun?"
The white-haired young man exuded a terrifying aura all over his body. He stared at Zhuo Wen coldly, his tone full of anger and killing intent.
Pooh!
Zhuo Wen spat out a mouthful of blood, barely got down from the rock wall, his face was pale, and he stared coldly at the white-haired young man.
The white-haired youth didn't make another move, and there was a trace of grief in his angry eyes.
"Do you know that Lingyun's lifespan is running out, and she will probably die if she casts the big word spirit again this time!" tears.
Zhuo Wen silently looked at the white-haired young man who was crying, the anger in his heart gradually dissipated, and was replaced by confusion.
What does the white-haired youth mean by this? Why do you say Shan Lingyun's lifespan is running out?
The two stood facing each other and fell into a long silence.
Suddenly, Shan Lingyun, who was sitting cross-legged on the bank of the pool, let out a muffled snort, spat out a big mouthful of blood, and turned even paler.
And above the sky, all the small pupils gathered, pouring into Shan Lingyun's brow.
Plop!
Shan Lingyun fell softly to the ground, coughing continuously.
Zhuo Wen rushed up to support Shan Lingyun, but the white-haired young man was already ahead, and he flicked his sleeves, Zhuo Wen couldn't help but backed up dozens of steps.
"Don't get close to Lingyun!" The white-haired young man looked at Zhuo Wen with unkind eyes.
At this moment, Shan Lingyun slowly opened her eyes. Although she was very weak, she still said happily: "Teacher, I found it, I found the woman you were looking for! Huh? Gui Jing, why are you here?"
The white-haired young man looked at Shan Lingyun with pity, and sighed softly: "Lingyun, didn't you promise me that you would never use the big talk spirit technique again? Why do you still use this kind of forbidden technique? Could it be that your condition, your Don't you know?"
Shan Lingyun curled her lips, and said weakly: "Gui Jing! You are so annoying, always meddling in your own business! I finally accepted a disciple, how could I refuse my disciple's favor! Okay, let go Me, I still want to tell him the information about the person my apprentice is looking for!"
Saying that, Shan Lingyun struggled to break away from the white-haired youth and walked towards Zhuo Wen.
The white-haired youth sighed in his heart, but did not stop Shan Lingyun.
Shan Lingyun walked up to Zhuo Wen with difficulty, waved to Zhuo Wen, showed a triumphant smile, and said, "Disciple, how is it? Your master is amazing, I have found the person you are looking for!"
Zhuo Wen knelt down slowly, and looked seriously at Loli in front of him. He saw that Shan Lingyun's face was pale, and her small body was still trembling, as if she would be blown down by the wind at any moment. JrNovels.com
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