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Chapter 1755 Doubling Pain

No wonder even the strong men on the plane would fight for it. Unexpectedly, this divine pattern illustration is not only powerful, but also suitable for anyone.

Because it contains various combat body techniques, and can practice formations and burn divine pattern pills, no matter what identity it is, it is very useful. It is indeed a very popular treasure.

Thinking of this, its value seems to be worthy of the difficulty of practicing it.

When she learned about her thoughts, the old man Zhenjun shook his head seriously and said in a serious tone, "You are wrong, he is not suitable for anyone! If you want to practice this technique, hard practice is only the first step to get started. If you can't endure this pain, you don't even have the qualifications to get started! The second step is to look at the strength level. Only when you reach the level of strength that meets the requirements can you have the ability to communicate these divine patterns. However, if you want to successfully practice the above body skills, it depends on talent and understanding, which is also the most important step. If you do not have such understanding, you can do nothing except being able to have a slight connection with these divine patterns."

Although he had never been exposed to the Divine Pattern Illustrations, he had heard of its reputation. Moreover, as an alchemist, he majored in spiritual power, so he read its introduction in books on spiritual cultivation, and then he learned a little.

But Su Moliang, who is suffering from severe pain, has no idea how to think about the second step. Just this first step in getting started has already tortured her to death. It is hard to imagine what the concept of her being tortured like this every day in the future.

Thinking of this, Su Moliang's hand was already in pain and oozing blood, but it still did not relieve the slightest pain.

That kind of pain is not only physically but also mentally torment.

Even if she is strong-willed, she fainted several times. This kind of pain is even more perverted than when she accepted the inheritance.

What’s abominable is that every time she fainted, she would have to reconnect with the divine lines and torture them again.

This technique can really drive people crazy!!!

When the old man Zhenjun saw that she was tortured to the point of being tortured, he felt unbearable and reminded him solemnly, "Little Master, if it doesn't work, don't force it. This ancient divine pattern illustration is difficult for even the strong men on the upper plane to practice, let alone you!"

"No - no! I can't bear this little bit of hardship. How can I avenge my spirit beasts, and old man Zhenjun, you!!" The teeth that Su Moliang's tightly gritted were already oozing out of blood, but the words spit out from it were extremely firm.

Hearing this, the old man Zhenjun's eyes were rosy and tears flashed.

He is satisfied with being able to follow such a master, no matter whether he can take revenge or not!

However, seeing her pain, the old man Zhenjun was still heartbroken and reminded him, "Little master, if you want to practice this divine pattern illustration, you must be mentally prepared. The more divine patterns you learn, the more difficult and painful the subsequent cultivation will be. The difficulty level of this divine pattern illustration is not constant, but multiplied!"

The meaning is that if Su Moliang successfully practices one body technique this time and wants to practice the next body technique, the difficulty and pain level will be several times that of this time.

Therefore, she not only endured such torture every time she practiced, but she endured exponential torture every time she practiced.

Even though Su Moliang was so angry that he was so angry that he still snorted stubbornly, "Is that so, then I want to see how powerful this ancient divine pattern illustration is!!!"

Thinking of this, Su Moliang gritted his teeth and carried it, withstood wave after wave of impact.

Just like this, repeated tempering, Su Moliang's body has undergone obvious changes, and runes floating around him. Although it is just a phantom, the power contained in it cannot be underestimated. The breath emitted by the whole person also gives people a mysterious feeling.

Time flies, and another twenty days have passed. The runes that have been floating around her buzzingly burst out with a dazzling golden light, and then they all rushed into her body, quickly condensed into several stripes in her mind.

Just as she was wondering what patterns these were, they started to jump wildly and ran around irregularly, completely confused by the monk.

No wonder the old man Zhenjun said that if you want to succeed in practicing, you must test your talent and understanding.

I believe that if you don’t have a high understanding of the divine patterns, it will be difficult to understand these messy and irregular patterns.

What made her speech even more speechless was that just watching these patterns had exhausted her mental power, causing her to be cut off after only seeing a small part.

However, even if she only looked at a small part of it, she was exhausted and sweating profusely and exhausted!

It can be seen that if you want to communicate with this divine pattern, you really need a very powerful or even perverted spiritual talent!

However, Su Moliang was not discouraged. He rested quietly for another day. After recovering some mental power, he continued to observe.

Fortunately, hard work pays off. She used her mental power to realize a little mysterious thing. At this moment, Su Moliang suddenly became enlightened.

It's hand tattoos!

Those lines are the lines on the palm!

It seems that this first page should be a set of palm techniques!

But she is not strong now and has limited mental power. She can only see a small part of her patterns, and cannot condense into palm prints.

But I believe that such patterns are enough to make the slap she blasts with the power of the divine pattern. Although it is just a power increase, it should be quite terrifying!

Thinking of this, Su Moliang didn't want to miss any opportunity, so he quickly raised his palm and pressed towards the void.

At first, she seemed to be unable to figure it out, but after taking photos for thousands of times, the runes finally shone on her palm, bringing up a fierce power of divine patterns.

Feeling the power shaking, Su Moliang opened his eyes in surprise, glanced at the golden runes flashing in the palm of his hand, and slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air, "It's a pity that the divine pattern was not used to condense into a palm print."

"Little Master, you're too damning. You learned the divine patterns on the first page after more than twenty days. Although they didn't condense into palm prints, they also successfully entered the door. You must know that such talent is beyond the reach of some super strong people. What else do you want?"

"At this moment, I realized why the Evil Blood Cauldron chose you as the master. The spiritual talent is indeed quite terrible!" Old Master Zhenjun sighed with a taste of food, his tone was so sour, obviously he was extremely jealous.

"So I've just started, this divine pattern illustration is indeed perverted!" When did Su Moliang practice a technique for more than twenty days? What's more, so many days are just an entry. Compared with her previous practice speed, it is indeed much slower. No wonder she feels a little disappointed.
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