Chapter Forty-Three: Leapfrogging the Use of Circular Light Techniques
The old ghost looked at Ye Nan walking around the room with a bored face, and sighed helplessly, he felt that Ye Nan was like his grandson, looking at Ye Nan so bored, but he couldn't help, and he was really a little sad in his heart.
And Ye Nan was indeed anxious and impatient at this time, Fang Wei was seriously injured, looking at the situation on his phone this morning, it was likely that he had fallen into a coma, it was very likely that he was too seriously injured to have such a situation, if he was not treated again, I am afraid that it will be too late even if he finds it!
After turning around twice, Ye Nan took a deep breath, suppressed the impatience in his heart, and told himself that he must be calm, and only by being calm can he come up with a good way. After his mind stabilized a little, he began to analyze: "The best way is to continue to enter the area surrounded by people and use the search technique inside, but now there are only two hairs in Fang Wei's hand, unless it is extremely lucky, it is possible to find it at once." Otherwise, it will never work!"
Ruled out this, but couldn't think of any other way, Ye Nan gasped and turned around twice, and suddenly looked up at the old ghost and asked, "How to use the Little Circle Light Technique?"
"Uh......" The old ghost stared at Ye Nan with a certain face, and shook his head: "You can't use it, although it's now the peak of gathering spirits, but you still can't use it!" After that, he sighed: "If I wasn't a spirit body, maybe I could still help you, but you really have no hope for this little round light technique!"
"If you don't try, how do you know?" Ye Nan looked firm. The old ghost looked at the stubborn Ye Nan, sighed in his heart, and said secretly: "It's really more and more like his little grandson, and even his surname is average! Forget it, if you don't tell him, he will never give up!"
Thinking of this, the old ghost said helplessly: "Okay, I can tell you, but you have to know that with your current strength, the possibility of using a successful surname is almost zero." Moreover, the use of this small round light technique is very costly for you, it will continue to absorb your spiritual power until your spiritual power is exhausted, and there is nothing left, and it will hurt the spiritual power source in your Purple Mansion, which may cause your spiritual power level to drop, or even completely lose the spiritual power source, then you may never be able to cultivate spiritual power! And this spell cannot be interrupted halfway, there is only one result, success or failure, this ...... You have to think it out for yourself!"
The old ghost watched Ye Nan slowly tell the result, and Ye Nan could retreat from the difficulty. But he felt that Ye Nan was likely to insist on using it, and the likely surname to persuade Ye Nan to quit might not be big.
As expected, Ye Nan, who heard this result, chuckled: "Old ghost, there is no other way, if it is delayed any longer, I am afraid that he will not be able to support it." As long as this little round light technique can successfully find him, even if I lose all my spiritual power immediately, I am willing!
Hearing Ye Nan's sure words, the old ghost sighed, nodded and said, "Okay, if you insist, I'll help you, you find a bowl first, and you have to find half a bowl of rootless water, and then I'll tell you how to use it!"
Listening to the old ghost's two requests, Ye Nan walked downstairs, asked the waiter for a bowl, waved his hand to draw a water spirit talisman, condensed a ball of rootless water and threw it into the bowl, and looked at the old ghost quietly.
The old ghost looked at the half bowl of rootless water he had condensed with the talisman, and couldn't help but sigh again, thinking that Ye Nan would definitely not be able to find rootless water for a while, but he didn't expect Ye Nan to be able to do this so simply. I had no choice but to say: "Incinerate that kid's hair with spiritual power, melt it into water, and then bite off the index finger of your left hand and stretch it into the water, and use the spiritual power to mix your own essence and blood into the water from the end of your index finger!"
Watching Ye Nan carefully take out a piece of hair, he used his spiritual power to force it towards his hair, and with the powerful spiritual power pouring in, soon, the hair "exhaled" and turned into a ball of fire and turned into flying ashes and fell into the bowl. Then with a resolute expression, he put his index finger in his mouth, without frowning, bit out a small bloody hole with his index finger, and put his index finger into the water. Then he stared at the old ghost and asked, "What to do next!"
Looking at Ye Nan's stubborn appearance, the old ghost shook his head: "Alas...... Okay, I'll help you next, you just need to think about that kid's appearance with all your body, and pour your spiritual power and essence blood into the bowl!"
After that, the old ghost waved his fingers, drew some inexplicable talismans on the bowl, and said anxiously: "Heaven and earth, all things, yin and spirit, listen to my orders, help me to round the light!"
As the old ghost's voice fell, the water in the bowl began to rise without wind and waves, and layers of water rippled on the surface of the water calmly. At this time, Ye Nanzheng used his spiritual power, mixed his spiritual power with his own essence and blood, and penetrated through the hole in his index finger. As the wisp of blood emerged from the index finger, it was only a millimeter or two away from the finger, and then it turned into a faint blood mist and diffused throughout the water.
With the injection of Ye Nan's essence blood, the fluctuations on the water surface became more and more rapid. The old ghost stared at the water, muttering, "Come out quickly, come out quickly......"
But with the continuous injection of Ye Nan's essence and blood, the water surface always fluctuated, but there was no other change at all.
As time passed, Ye Nan's face became whiter and whiter, and his spiritual power was gradually unable to support it. The bowl of water had also turned completely blood-red, but it was always fluctuating and unresponsive.
The old ghost looked at Ye Nan's increasingly pale face, sighed, and said, "I'm afraid it's hard to succeed, Ye Doll has spent all her spiritual power in vain......!"
Ye Nan's face was pale, and beads of sweat the size of beans rolled down his forehead one by one, but Ye Nan still gritted his teeth and persevered, thinking about Fang Wei in his heart, and said secretly: "Weizi, you must persevere, I will come to save you later!"
Seeing that Ye Nan's hand pressing in the bowl had gradually begun to tremble, and the bowl of blood was still boiling, there was no other change.
The old ghost had already turned his head away, and he couldn't bear to look at it, looking at this situation, Ye Nan was destined to fail, and he had to bear the side effects of the spell backlash.
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