That night, Wang Teng was free and was studying alone in the inn room with a book.

There are a few big words written on the book - the seventy-two changes in Taoism!

These words, flying dragons and phoenixes, and vigorous brushstrokes, with an indescribable majesty and atmosphere. Just a glance makes people feel shocked.

It seems that this is some kind of magical treasure book!

If someone else sees it, you will be shocked and shocked.

The seventy-two transformations of Taoism, this extraordinary skill is the foundation of the Taoist inheritance for countless years. It is said that among the ancestors of Taoism, a natural monkey was born, who learned all this skill and made a big fuss in the universe, with magic power reaching the sky and the earth, and it was boundless.

This book of magical powers has a true reputation of three thousand domains.

After practicing, you can change everything and be free from the world. This is really attractive to the world.

It has been worshipped as a treasure by Taoism for generations, and is generally taught only by direct descendants. It is almost impossible for outsiders to learn.

Wang Teng has now taken out the seventy-two Taoist transformations. This is indeed enough to make countless people envious.

In fact, Wang Teng has been possessed of this technique since he ransacked the little fat man, but he has never practiced it.

Now that half a year has passed, he has only watched it.

After seeing this, Wang Teng was instantly attracted by the mysterious method recorded above.

According to the above records, Taoism's seventy-two transformations regard the practitioner himself as a magic weapon, which can change his appearance at will. When it is big, it can be comparable to mountains, rivers, and mountains, with the world above your head, and even a fly can come out when you are young.

What made Wang Teng frown was that the above solemnly introduced that the seventy-two Taoist changes are the "art of seizing the sky", which will be jealous of the sky and will consume a life span in the dark.

Every time the change is, the life span is one hundred years!

And every time you use it once, the life span will be multiplied in the future!

"This is too exaggerated!" Wang Teng was surprised.

In other words, when the first time is used, the life span is consumed by one hundred years, the second time is two hundred years, the third time is four hundred years, eight hundred years, and one thousand six hundred years... This is a multiplied.

Who can eat such consumption?

Even if the God of God has a long life span, there are actually numbers.

The average God only has tens of thousands of years at most!

After all, this is the only real world, and it will be a hundred times slower than the Illusion Continent.

Even if it lasts ten thousand years, it is impossible to withstand such squandering.

However, after thinking about it carefully, Wang Teng felt relieved. After all, the seventy-two changes in Taoism are too terrifying and perverted!

Changing a person's form is a secret method to disrupt the order of heaven and earth.

If used infinitely, the universe will be in chaos.

One night passed, and when the next morning came, Wang Teng realized something and put together the books.

He did not try to "change". Because the cost was too high, he was mostly comprehensive about the mysterious method and mystery that night.

After all, this is a worldly masterpiece, with many incomprehensible mysteries, which are very useful to practitioners.

Wang Teng learned from other things this night, and realized the truth in accordance with his own Taoism and practiced a lot.

"It's time to get up!"

At this time, Ye Haodong was calling him outside, with a hint of excitement in his voice.

Of course, Wang Teng knew what he meant. Today was a big day when he made an appointment with Xuan Xun. He changed his clothes, washed up carefully, and then walked out of the room.

"Tsk tsk, Brother Wang is really extremely powerful and heroic when wearing this outfit!" At the door, Ye Haodong's eyes lit up in front of Wang Teng.

Today, Wang Teng was wearing a purple long gown, which was very tailored, with good texture, excellent fabric, not fancy, but with a low-key nobility, which sets off his body very upright, like a javelin, and is majestic.

In addition, Wang Teng tied his long hair high and wrapped it behind his head, revealing his plump forehead, his eyebrows were like swords, his eyes were deep, and his face was as sharp as a knife, which was even more charming.

Wang Teng looked at his clothes, but a hint of sadness flashed through his eyes.

This dress was given to him by Minqing back then!

Times have changed, and now Minqing has become a remnant soul in the mind of the Nine Heavens Xuannv. She is sealed and cannot get out, but Wang Teng is powerless and cannot help but blame himself.

"Okay, let's go, today, Xuan Xun, if you see your outfit, you will be fascinated by you!" Ye Haodong laughed.

Wang Teng shook his head, didn't care, and left with Ye Haodong.

Outside the city, thirty miles away, Jufeng Pavilion!

This is an ancient land, with pavilions built against the mountain, and there is a river flowing next to it, which is extremely clear.

The surrounding peaks are green and the valleys are green, and all kinds of birds and beasts are singing, wild flowers are blooming, purple and red, and a fragrant and beautiful area.

Half of this pavilion is built on the water, with the scenery extremely elegant.

When Wang Teng and Ye Haodong came here, the distance was very far away, and you could see a woman standing there in the pavilion!

The woman's figure is graceful, plain and beautiful, with fluttering clothes, standing among the mountains and rivers, as if integrated with the surroundings, exuding a vague artistic conception that is not as good as the world's fireworks.

Beautiful woman, rivers, beautiful mountains, all of this is like a painting of ink and water, which makes people intoxicated.

"She has come. You go first, I'll go back to the city to prepare!" Ye Haodong looked at the beautiful figure in the pavilion from afar and said.

"Yeah!" Wang Teng nodded and strode over alone.

This is a small path paved with pebbles that can lead to the pavilion. There are all kinds of strange flowers planted beside the road, all of which are not high but only reach the knees of people.

Some are as red as the sunset, some are as white as ice and snow, and some are golden... All kinds of faces shine together, intertwined, and beautiful is dazzling and overwhelming.

There is also a faint fragrance coming in the air, which makes people feel refreshed.

As Wang Teng got closer and closer, he could clearly feel that there was a lot of breath around him and explored it.

Obviously, they are some old guys hidden in the secret of the Tianshan Holy Land!

Among them, there are many with murderous intent.

Wang Teng was not surprised at all. With his bad relationship with the Tianshan Holy Land, Xuan Xun came to the meeting, which was already very good. It was normal for some strong men to follow him in secret.

And it is completely reasonable for those strong men to kill him.

"Sorry, I came late. I didn't expect Miss Xuan Xun to come earlier than me!" At this time, Wang Teng laughed and walked into the pavilion.

In the pavilion, Xuan Xun was looking at the river view. The water inside was very clear. You could see the stones at the bottom of the water, there were many fish, and various koi waving their tails, making them look vibrant.

After hearing Wang Teng's words, she recovered, looked back and sneered, "The letter said, "You apologize to me, but you are here so late. Do you still have sincerity?" When she spoke, she stared at Wang Teng, her eyes slightly strange.
Chapter completed!