"What this overlord that overlord, a bunch of uninformed idiots. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info "The old guy was as happy as ever to belittle others, and then he was amazed: "I can't imagine that I am a dead horse as a live horse doctor, and the blood fusion technique used on you is successful, miracle, what a miracle!"

"What happens if it doesn't work out?" Wang Heng asked weakly.

"If you don't succeed, you will become a benevolent, hey, I told you that you are a dead horse as a live horse doctor, and you are deaf. ”

Wang Heng Khan said that the old guy was not so kind, he used his brother to do experiments, or the kind of experiments that he was not sure of at all.

"It's not the Demon God Overlord, what the hell is that blue and black shadow behind me? Where did the desolate aura come from? The green flame that repelled Pan Liancheng's shape-shifting black snake can't be your old credit, right?"

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In the question and answer with the old guy, Wang Heng gradually learned his hidden secrets.

It turned out that the blue and black shadows that often appeared behind him and controlled his emotions, and even caused him to transform, were most likely the initial embodiment of the essence of the bloodline.

According to the old guy, the bloodline is definitely the strongest cultivation physique in the world that surpasses the mutated physique, especially the longer the bloodline is inherited, the stronger it will be after awakening, such as the ancient bloodline with the aura of the desolation.

He suspected that among the students of the academy's monster class, there were bloodline inheritors, but he had to observe the bloodline marks on their bodies to determine.

It is common for the bloodline to inherit and transform into an ancestor, but it shows a trend of substantiation, which is very unusual, you can't believe that Wang Heng is unique, at least the old guy admitted that he was the first time in his life.

However, the body of the owner of the mutated physique is often accompanied by specific visions of light and shadow, so Wang Heng will be misunderstood that he has a demon god body.

The amount of information received for a while was too huge, Wang Heng's brain was a little confused, and after calming down and combing back and forth, Wang Heng suddenly found that there were loopholes in the old guy's words.

"Oh no, the Astral Force you are referring to, the existence of any ancient constellation is measured in 100,000 million years, and it is normal to carry the breath of the desolation, then I ask you, how can the blood fusion technique be related to the stars in the sky?

"Idiot, stupid with a brain that doesn't turn!" The old guy was very angry by Wang Heng, and explained impatiently: "What brings you back from the dead is that the most essence of the astrological force accumulated over hundreds of millions of years in the entire constellation contains the energy that contains vigorous life.

Therefore, you are fused with the constellation, you are the constellation, and the constellation is you, otherwise you think that the reason why you have repeatedly stimulated your potential and burned your vitality, and finally miraculously survived, depends on how much water you drank in the cold pool?

"There are countless constellations in the sky, so what kind of constellation I am fused, do you always know?"

"Well, when the injuries on your whole body are healed and the scars are gone, you can find out by looking at the blood marks on your body. ”

Yes, this question is also tantamount to asking in vain, the old guy simply has dates or no dates, first poke two poles to try, dates are big and small, cooked or raw, he knows a fart. So Wang Heng changed the question and continued to ask: "Hey, hey, you haven't told me yet, what's going on with the green flame?"

"Quenching bones and forging marrow. You kid can't be annoyed!"

It wasn't until Luo Kunpeng came back with the packed golden crispy roast chicken, oily braised pig's trotters, and seven or eight steamed buns that the old guy finally got rid of it, and Wang Heng broke the sand pot and asked the language harassment to the end.

Wang Heng benefited a lot from it, and he couldn't stand his chattering old guy, and scolded and pointed out the direction of his future cultivation for him, focusing on close combat and strengthening the strength of the body, and using all means to improve the skill of quenching bones and forging marrow.

No, he told Wang Heng in a stern tone that he must not transform again unless he is at the moment of life and death!

The bloodline inheritance involves many hidden super families, their family is strong because of the bloodline, they are strong and powerful behind the scenes to dominate the world, they regard it as the core secret of the family, but if they find a non-family person who is suspected of awakening the bloodline, they deal with it in different ways, and they don't let go if they make a mistake!

Wang Heng had a chicken leg in his left hand and a pig's trotter in his right hand, nibbling on which side he wanted, and his mouth was stuffed with food, "Luo Feizi, don't you mind if I call you that?"

"Call it casually, if you call it twice, you can still make me lose weight. Luo Kunpeng smiled open-mindedly.

"How much do you know about alchemy?"

"You can lose money, you lose your family, you can lose all your bottoms, you can make money, and you can make money that you can't spend. Luo Feizi habitually rubbed his hands and put on his signature cheap smile: "The premise of making money is that all the family bottoms are family's, and individuals can't afford to lose them." Is it because the family behind you supports you to learn alchemy?"

Wang Heng shook his head, in fact, it was the old guy who asked him to learn alchemy, it was rare that the old guy didn't force himself to rob the medicine shop. Wang Heng also knows that alchemy and burning money is a bottomless pit, and if he wants to lose his family to learn alchemy, without the financial support of a medium-sized family, it is only a matter of time before he relies on his personal efforts to die of exhaustion and starvation on the streets.

However, the old guy's words are very reasonable, and he has nowhere to buy the Quenching Bone Pill and the Bone Forging Pill needed to cultivate the Bone Quenching and Bone Forging Pill, so where does the huge cost of asking someone to refine the Pill come from? Where does the medicinal materials come from? The first thing he needs to solve is the problem of lack of silver, and in addition to killing people and robbing shops, alchemy and selling medicine are undoubtedly the fastest way to get money.

What impressed Wang Heng the most was that the old guy claimed to have refined more Cheng Dan than he had ever eaten, and created a set of alchemy techniques that are unique in the world and I am the only one in the world.

Wang Heng's heart was hot when he heard this, as if the silver of white flowers was spread all over the ground, just waiting for him to bend down to pick it up, and without thinking too much, he decided to take over the mantle of the old guy's alchemy, help him make money, and spend it for him.

"There is no one to support me in terms of money, and I am ready to teach myself alchemy. Wang Heng wiped the oil stains around his mouth with his sleeve and told him bluntly. The old guy always likes to see people make a fool of themselves and demean people for fun, so he asked him for alchemy, and it must be the master who led him into the door to practice in person, threw down a book of alchemy cheats, and then left it alone, it is not an exaggeration to say that he was self-taught.

"What??Self-taught alchemy?" Luo Feizi had a pair of mung bean eyes, stared at the size of a pea, plucked his ears and said, "Did you say something wrong, or did I hear it wrong?"

Seeing Wang Heng's serious appearance, it didn't seem like he was joking, Luo Feizi thought to himself, Wang Hengzhun let Zhang Liang's Thunder Light Fist split his head, gave up such a high cultivation talent, and went to learn alchemy by himself halfway.

Guan Wang Heng is on the rise, and he is determined to jump into the fire pit of alchemy, Luo Feizi knows that persuasion is useless, and he will repent after suffering losses. "How much money are you going to throw into it?"

"How much can you lend me?" Wang Heng now eats in his stomach, wears on his body, and his pocket is cleaner than his face.