Chapter 734 (1/2)
”Because... After practicing this soul raising magic skill, it may be the same as me.” The old monk smiled bitterly and said, ”I lost myself and exiled myself. I am no longer me, and that true self will disappear forever. ”
Jiang Chen was confused and turned his eyes, saying he didn't understand.
”Then I will simply say that cultivating the soul raising magic skill will make you very powerful, but you will also lose some things.” The old monk said, ”you should know that there are causes and effects, gains and losses in the world. If you get something, you will lose something.”
”I know that.” Jiang Chen frowned and said, ”even if I don't practice the soul raising magic skill, I can become very strong, even better than the last life!”
”This skill can make you strong in a short time.” The old monk said.
As soon as this word came out, Jiang Chen immediately moved.
What does Jiang Chen lack most now? The most missing thing is time!
He needs to become stronger in a short time, otherwise he can't cope with the danger in the future!
Tiancanjue, Houtu shenjue, nine death Shengong. Why does Jiang Chen practice so many skills is to quickly improve his accomplishments!
Now, an opportunity is in front of us. Jiang Chen has no reason to refuse!
Even if you want to lose something, Jiang Chen can accept it!
”I want to practice!” Jiang Chen stared: ”please teach me!”
”This skill is very simple. It has only one weight. You can practice it for an hour every morning.” The old monk said, his finger fell on the center of Jiang Chen's eyebrows, and the cultivation method of soul lifting magic skill was printed into Jiang Chen's mind.
Jiang Chen understood for a while and was stunned. This skill is really very simple!
It's like the Yellow level skill in the godless mainland. You can understand it at a glance!
”The key is that you can stick to it. Every year is like a day, and every day is like a year.” The old monk said, ”if you interrupt one day, all your previous efforts will be wasted.”
”It's hard.” Jiang Chen speaks softly.
Cultivating for an hour every morning seems simple, but it is actually very difficult.
After all, different things happen every day. Who can guarantee to do it every day?
”I'll try my best.” Jiang Chen said, staring at the old monk, he couldn't help asking, ”what will I lose if I practice this skill?”
”I don't know. It varies from person to person.” The old monk shook his head: ”for example, I lost myself and my most important partner.”
Speaking of this, the old monk showed a real smile on his face and said, ”however, the partner is coming back soon. I'll wait for him here.”
”Partner?” Jiang Chen frowns. The old monk can only understand three or five sentences at most!
The old monk speaks too deeply!
The old monk didn't want to say more, and Jiang Chen didn't continue to ask.
It was just early in the morning. Jiang Chen sat cross legged and began to practice the soul raising magic skill.
At the moment when the magic skill was running, Jiang Chen felt a strange force falling from above his head.
It seems to come from the sky, but it seems to come from the endless void.
This power, like not in this world, is beyond the six realms.
Jiang Chen didn't think much. When he introduced this force into his body and transferred all his limbs and bones, his body exuded divine light, slightly warm and comfortable, and his pores opened and breathed divine light.
At the same time, his soul is also filled with a layer of brilliance, such as star sand, which is sacred and mysterious.
The biggest change is the three Taoist souls.
Under the moisture of this force, there was a slight change in the three Taoist souls of Jiang Chen.
The imperial rattan has solidified a lot, and the rattan has become thick. The largest rattan is twisting and shrinking, like turning into a trunk.
”Is this going to turn from a vine into a big tree?” Jiang Chen was stunned. He had never heard that imperial rattan could advance.
And, even if it is advanced, it should be the same type.