In the scorching sun at noon, thirty miles outside Yancheng, in a quiet valley surrounded by mountains, nearly 100 boys and girls in different clothes, about 20 years old, suddenly broke in. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Some of the group followed the crowd on their own, while others whispered to each other, as if they were afraid of offending someone by committing a taboo. However, a handful of more than a dozen people at the front of the team shouted loudly without any scruples, and when they arrived at the place, how to teach a guy named Wang Heng a lesson, and beat him to kneel down and call grandpa! Who let him use the support of the patriarch before, and help the slaves and maids in the clan to come forward to fight against Young Master Wang Yong.

But no matter what kind of young man he had in mind, all of them kept his pace at all times, and no one dared to take a step beyond the hook-nosed boy who was the leader.

He is Wang Yong, dressed in brocade clothes, nineteen years old, with thin lips and a hooked nose, at first glance, he is handsome, and after a long time, he will give people the impression of being mean and ruthless.

Wang Yong walked at the front of the crowd, so no one noticed it, and a vicious smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Wang Heng, your death date is here today!"

Wang Heng, who was in the center of the secluded valley and in the stone room of the family's underground retreat, was unaware of the impending crisis. At this time, his eyes were closed, and the two white qi refined and turned into from the inner breath at the end of his nose were like two lively mini dragons, and when they first exhaled from their nostrils, they opened their teeth and claws, and were unruly.

"Bundle!" As Wang Heng spit out the word "beam" in his mouth, the two wild dragons that had been transformed into white gas immediately became docile, hovering in front of Wang Heng for a while, and then soared into the sky, shooting towards the roof of the room.

In the blink of an eye, two finger-thick white marks appeared on the surface of two large black ashlars five inches apart on the roof of the room, and cracked like a spider's web, spreading more than a foot wide.

The lamp is like a bean, and in the dimly lit quiet room, Wang Heng, who looks extremely ordinary, but has a resolute and resolute face, looks up at the roof of the room, and his eyes are as bright as stars.

"The King Kong Black Rock, which is a hundred times harder than ordinary stone, was cracked by my inner breath transformation in the middle of my breath and breath! Grandpa Wang repeatedly emphasized that I should practice this exercise, and there is indeed a reason!" When the exercises were first completed, Wang Heng was excited at the same time, and he was also grateful to Grandpa Wang from the bottom of his heart.

Wang Heng is seventeen years old this year, and since he can remember, he has experienced an unprecedented famine, his parents starved to death one after another, and he was adopted by the current royal patriarch of Yancheng, his grandfather Wang.

If it weren't for meeting Grandpa Wang, a noble man in his life, Wang Heng vainly said that he had become a martial arts practitioner of the Venerable Man, and he would have gone to see his parents when he was young and helpless, and he couldn't even find a grave after his death.

The vaporization form that Wang Heng is using now should have been the supernatural means of the inner refiner. His cultivation was only the Martial Refining Triple Heaven, and there was a difference of 108,000 miles between the Martial Refining Ninth Heaven and then breaking through the bottleneck and ascending to the Inner Refiner realm.

It was the strange technique of "Transformation Technique" with an ordinary name and unknown origin, and the guidance and encouragement of Grandpa Wang during the cultivation period, which gave Wang Heng a precious opportunity to experience the supernatural powers of the inner alchemist in advance.

"Everything I have is given by my grandfather!" Wang Heng clenched his fists, his gaze became firm, and he swore in a deep voice: "When my cultivation of the Transformation Technique is completed, the realm surpasses the inner refiner, and reaches the realm of the divine soul, I will definitely fulfill my long-cherished wish for my grandfather, reproduce the glory of the royal family thousands of years ago, and return to the unity of the Wang clan that has been divided in various countries!"

"Just you?"

Bang!

The masonry door of the ashram was suddenly burst open from the outside to the inside, and countless rubble splashed on the four walls of the room, making a gurgling sound, and for a time the dust and stones in the ashram were flying.

A white shadow that was difficult to distinguish with human eyes, with the help of the cover of the diffuse dust, a few flickering flickered and appeared strangely behind Wang Heng.

"Die!" The loud shouts sounded, and the white shadow behind Wang Heng, the fists wrapped in red flames that he blasted out with lightning speed, reflected his true appearance, Huo Ran is Wang Yong!

From forcibly breaking open the main door of the stone room, flashing behind Wang Heng with the help of dust, and then blasting out with both fists, there was definitely no more than one breath before and after, Wang Yong's timing was just right.

Encountering a sudden sneak attack, Wang Heng didn't have time to take precautions at all, and he didn't take any precautions, the mouthful of internal breath that he had cultivated for more than ten years to protect the internal organs and six internal organs also turned into two small dragons swimming outside, and when he reacted, it was too late to inhale the internal breath back into his abdomen.

Rao is Wang Heng reacted quickly, but he was still half a beat slower, and the two terrifying forces of opening the mountain and shattering the monument hit him in the back of his heart.

In an instant, his whole body was as if he had been hit by an extraterrestrial meteorite with a crimson tail flame; The stones, which were ejected by the cow tendons, lifted their feet off the ground without resistance, and their eyes were black, and they smashed heavily against the hard black wall.

A "click" followed by the sound of bones breaking.

Wang Heng, who fell to the ground, was scorched black behind his back, and his flesh and skin, which was originally strong and healthy, were instantly scorched under contact with Wang Yong's poisonous technique containing blazing flames, and the parts that did not come into contact were also affected by the scorching, giving birth to uneven folds of flesh and blood.

Wang Heng lay motionless on the cold ground, he couldn't find half a piece of good meat behind his back, it was miserable, just looking at the hideous and terrifying external injuries, it was not difficult to judge the severity of his injuries, and the fatality of Wang Yong's two punches!

"It's hard enough, but I can withstand it with my body alone, and I will not die with the blazing heart fist that I blasted out with all my might!" Wang Yong stared at the inner breath dragon hovering above Wang Heng's head, and he was surprised by Wang Heng's physical strength with understatement, but there were actually huge waves in his heart, and he was glad that he was wise enough to make a sneak attack today, and the "Transformation Technique" actually made this stupid boy's cultivation successful......

In the past hundred years, countless children of the Wang family have studied and practiced this exercise, and naturally there are amazing cultivation geniuses during this period, but they all have a beginning and an end, and they end hastily.

There is no other reason, all because the first page of "Transformation Formula" has a bold red cinnabar lettering:

1. Whether or not you can succeed in cultivation depends on your personal understanding and perseverance.

2. It is forbidden to practice multiple exercises at the same time during the practice, as violators are at risk of their lives!

3. The exercises are divided into three volumes, upper, middle and lower, and the above are only taboos in the cultivation of the upper volume.

The combined meaning of the three precepts is simple and clear, this is a time-consuming and labor-intensive material, and it may not make a cultivator succeed in his lifetime, it can ruin a lifetime, and the ingredients of great luck are higher than his own cultivation talent.

Therefore, ninety percent of the children of the Wang family have a shallow attitude towards "Transformation Technique", and they dare not cultivate deeply, for fear that they will become the idiot who picked up the sesame seeds and lost the watermelon in the mouths of everyone.

Born from the heart, perhaps Grandpa Wang can see from Wang Heng's face that only a person like Wang Heng who has a strong heart and can persevere in cultivation and action can achieve something in cultivating the "Transformation Technique".