Immemorial Dragon Elephant Art

"Master! Now that the apprentice has been miserable by you, can you tell the apprentice the specific damage caused by the eighty-nine mysterious art to the body?".

Lin Feng said.

Lord Gui said, "Don't look so dejected. In fact, the Eighty-Nine Profound Techniques are not as scary as you think! To be honest, these Eighty-Nine Profound Techniques are heaven-defying exercises!"

Lin Feng said, "Master! Disciple doesn't want to know how bad the Bajiu Xuangong is, but he wants to know what kind of damage Bajiu Xuangong will cause to his disciple."

Lord Turtle said, "This harm, speaking of it, is not particularly serious."

"Really?". Lin Feng's eyes suddenly lit up.

Lord Turtle nodded and said, "Of course it's true, how could a teacher deceive his good disciple?".

Hearing Master Turtle's words, Lin Feng almost burst into tears.

From the beginning, you've been deceiving me, sir, okay?

This old guy is actually too embarrassed to say that he will not deceive his apprentice.

Could it be that the lies one by one before have been selectively forgotten by this old guy?

Lin Feng asked, "It won't cause too serious damage, so there must be some damage, right? Master, tell me, what kind of damage will the eighty-nine profound arts cause?".

Lord Turtle said, "Eighty-nine mysterious arts... If you can't cultivate successfully, the damage you will cause will be death!"

Lin Feng's mouth twitched violently.

It's like being hit by 10,000 crit points!

He wanted to cry without tears and said, "Master, didn't your old man say that the damage caused by the Eighty-Nine Xuan Gong is not serious?".

"It's really not serious. The Eighty-Nine Profound Art will not harm your body, so your body will not suffer any damage, but the Eighty-Nine Profound Art will only take your life." Master Turtle said solemnly.

"Heaven! Earth! This cheap master! It's shameless! Even my own apprentices are cheating, even my own apprentices! How can I be so unlucky! I was accepted as an apprentice by this old guy!"

Lin Feng wailed in his heart.

at this point,

He also knew that no matter how much he complained about himself, everything was done.

I am powerless to change what has happened.

Just face it head on.

Find a solution.

He looked at Lord Turtle and said, "Master, I won't die like several brothers, will I?".

Lord Turtle patted Lin Feng on the shoulder and said, "Your brothers were much higher than you when they practiced the Eight or Nine Mysterious Arts, and they eventually perished, so your death is also a high-probability event."

"Depend on!"

Lin Feng now can't wait to punch his unscrupulous master until he is half paralyzed.

But it's not this old guy's opponent, just bear with it for the time being.

At this time, Lord Turtle continued, "Of course, nothing is absolute! Anything can happen! Your boy's talent is still quite good, much better than that of your brothers, maybe you have a better chance of survival. Some".

Lin Feng said angrily, "Is it possible that the damage to the body caused by the eighty-nine profound arts is to damage the dantian?".

"It's not that simple," said Master Turtle with a grin, "The Eighty-Nine Mysterious Art is divided into five levels, and you have just been able to run the Eighty-Nine Mysterious Art! There is still a long way to go before the first level of cultivation. Go, the Eighty-Nine Mysterious Art is very powerful, but it also has some shortcomings. For example, starting from the first Great Zhoutian Cycle, it will be pushed back three years. If it is within three years, the Eighty-Nine Mysterious Art If you can’t break through to the first level, then the eight or nine profound arts will automatically operate, and then the meridians will be chaotic, the mana will flow back, and the cultivator will expose himself to death!”

Lin Feng said with a wry smile, "So, within three years, I will try my best to cultivate the eighty-nine profound arts to the first level?".

Lord Turtle nodded and said, "That's right! It's true!"

"After I reach the first level, I won't die, right?". Lin Feng asked.

Lord Turtle shook his head and said, "Of course not!".

"After you reach the first level, you will have ten years to practice the second level. If you haven't reached the second level within ten years, you will still die."

"After cultivating to the second level, you will have 20 years to practice the third level exercises. After 20 years, if you cannot cultivate to the third level, you will still die."

"After cultivating to the third level, you will have 30 years to practice the fourth level. If you fail to reach the fourth level after 30 years, you will also die."

"After cultivating to the fourth level, you will have 40 years to practice the fifth level. After 40 years, you will not be able to cultivate to the fifth level, and you will not escape the fate of death."

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Lin Feng said helplessly, "It is very likely that thousands of years, tens of thousands of years, or even tens of thousands of years have passed for a monk to retreat. It is difficult to cultivate such a heaven-defying technique as the Eighty-Nine Mysterious Art. It's like ascending to the sky, and you have to successfully cultivate within a hundred years, this is too difficult for a strong person, right?".

Lord Turtle said with a smile, "If it's easy to cultivate! Then your brothers won't die!"

Lin Feng said with a wry smile, "Have you successfully cultivated on the fifth floor? Will you still die?".

Lord Turtle said, "Good boy, don't be so discouraged, after you successfully cultivate on the fifth floor, you won't die."

After hearing the words of Lord Turtle, Lin Feng finally felt better.

He continued to ask, "So! The fifth-level cultivation is successful! Can it really increase the combat power by 33 times?".

Lord Turtle nodded and said, "This is true"!

"I finally told the truth." Lin Feng said with emotion.

"However, there is a price to pay for 33 times the combat power." Turtle said.

If you want to perform such a heaven-defying exercise, you naturally need to pay a certain price, which is not surprising to Lin Feng.

"I don't know what the price will be?" he asked.

Lord Turtle said with a smile, "Once it is used, although it will increase the combat power by 33 times, there are also restrictions. The first restriction is that if the lifespan is less than 10 million years, if you use the eighty-nine profound arts, you will die immediately!"

Lin Feng let out a long breath and said, "Fortunately, I am now approaching 20 million years of life."

Lord Gui continued, "After you cast it, no matter how much life you have, whether you play 20 million years of life or 30 million years of life, when the eighty-nine profound arts are over, your life will only be left. The last ten years"!

After hearing the words behind Master Turtle, Lin Feng almost fell to the ground.

This technique!

Too bad!

It's a total suicide technique!

And after successful practice.

This kind of exercise doesn't work yet.

Otherwise, there will only be ten years of lifespan left, and in ten years, he will not be able to break through the new realm, and he will surely die at that time.

But how can the realm of the gods be so easy to break through?

So once the thirty-three times the combat power is displayed, it almost means that life has come to an end.

"Good boy, don't be so excited." The tortoise said with a smile.

Lin Feng said with a sad face, "Can I not be excited? This exercise is completely a suicide exercise! Master, your old man will kill my disciple."

Lord Turtle said, "How could being a teacher harm you? This practice is almost perfect. After it is perfected, there may be no such side effects."

"When will it be perfect?". Lin Feng asked.

"I've been studying for seven million years for my teacher! But I haven't been able to perfect the practice for a long time." The tortoise sighed.

Lin Feng walked back to his palace silently. He didn't want to see Lord Turtle now, because he was afraid that he couldn't help but fight with Lord Turtle.