Unrivaled in Immortality

Time passed slowly as Wang Yong practiced.

Wang Yong opened his eyes in the inn that day, and a flash of blood flashed in his eyes.

Today is the day when the 300th birthday of Tianqing Sect Jindan begins. It is said that the 300th birthday will last for ten days. During these ten days, Tianqing Sect will hold a banquet to welcome everyone who comes to celebrate the birthday. Wang Yong was puzzled about why it takes ten days to celebrate a birthday. When he arrived at the scene, he completely understood.

There were a sea of ​​people at the gate of Tianqing Sect. At a glance, there were heads everywhere. Wang Yong stood on the roof of a tall building and couldn't help being a little surprised.

There were too many people. It was more crowded than the big market in the mortal city. This was the first day. There would be the second day, the third day... and it would last until the tenth day. Wang Yong had never seen such a scene.

At this time, people slowly walked towards the city. There was a huge photo stone at the gate of the city. Anyone who gave gifts would be recorded in it. This must be the reason why so many people came here.

Although the Tianqing Sect stipulated that everyone living in Tianqing City must send gifts, they would not force it even if someone did not come. However, once the photo stone was placed, people wanted to show their faces in front of the Tianqing Sect, which led to many people coming on their own initiative.

Wang Yong looked at the people outside the city and couldn't help thinking that the value of the gifts sent by so many people was probably astronomical. If these gifts were sold, wouldn't there be a large number of spiritual stones? No matter how small a mosquito is, it is still meat. Besides, there are so many mosquitoes here. No wonder that person said that day-it's just thinking about the spiritual stones in our pockets.

Despite knowing this, people's pursuit of fame and fortune has never stopped, and it has become more and more intense.

Everyone lined up in an orderly manner to send out the gifts and then entered the city. The city had already set up a banquet and there were special people taking people of various cultivation levels to their respective arranged places, among which the Condensation Qi stage cultivators occupied most of them.

Wang Yong was not in a hurry to enter it. Anyway, it would be the same whether he entered sooner or later, and he would not see the Golden Core stage cultivators at all.

Those big shots were not something that Wang Yong and his people could get in touch with. The people who could see them were all people from various countries who came to celebrate birthdays, leaders of major forces, and people from other chaotic areas.

Wang Yong didn't think about it at all. He had also inquired about the news in the past few days. It was said that the Jindan-stage cultivator had several children. The specific number of children was different, but there was one thing that everyone was very sure of, that is, he had a little daughter. This little daughter was in her early twenties, liked to watch the excitement, and would often appear in Tianqing City.

The Jindan-stage cultivator doted on this little daughter. Wang Yong expected that his little daughter would appear among these cultivators in the past few days, and he also planned to make preparations in this regard.

If he could get in touch with this little daughter, he would have a firm foothold in Tianqing City. It would depend on how he developed next.

But this kind of thing also depends on luck. Although Wang Yong had this plan, it still depended on his luck.

Wang Yong went down the roof and walked towards a sparsely populated place.

Then he came to a room that had been prepared in advance, and saw several corpses hanging in it, hanging upside down and dead.

This was also Wang Yong's temporary decision, and these corpses were also the owners of this house. At this moment, Wang Yong hung them on the beams, and their blood flowed into a jade bucket placed below.

Wang Yong got information from the trading place that the youngest daughter of the Jindan period cultivator was named Liu Meng, who liked to watch the fun. If she met someone she liked, she would make friends with him, so she had a lot of friends.

Wang Yong had an ordinary appearance, and ordinary methods would definitely not work if he wanted to stand out from the crowd, so he thought of the Blood Transformation Derivation Art, which had the effect of changing the shape of blood transformation, but Wang Yong had only focused on the practice of the blood transformation derivation method before, ignoring the effect of changing the shape, and now what he had to do was to change the shape, which was to change from the essence without fear of being recognized by others.

At this time, the blood in the jade bucket was about to overflow, and Wang Yong began his next plan.

I saw him sitting cross-legged in front of the jade barrel, practicing the Blood Transformation Derivation Technique. As the technique was running, strands of blood were drawn out of the jade barrel, and Wang Yong controlled them to cover his whole body.

The blood-colored spiritual energy seemed to have a corrosive force. In just a moment, Wang Yong's ordinary face was corroded cleanly, leaving only a skull face, but no blood flowed out. Some blood mist melted into his body and changed his bone age.

Although Wang Yong's body trembled from time to time, he never made a sound.

At this moment, Wang Yong stopped running the technique, and the blood mist on his face gradually dissipated, and the skull face gradually became clear.

Next, Wang Yong stretched out his middle finger, scratched his finger with a sharp nail, and then forced a drop of blood into the jade barrel.

This must be done if you want these bloods to merge without rejection, and Wang Yong also strives for perfection and does not expose any flaws.

Six drops of blood dripped in a row, and then I used the spiritual energy to heal the wound on his finger. He watched his blood essence slowly merge with the blood in the jade bucket and slowly permeate it completely. Only then did he feel relieved. The next step was to change the shape.

Wang Yong sat cross-legged steadily, and then operated the Blood Transformation Derivation Technique, drawing the blood in the jade bucket to refine it and then attaching it to the skull face. Gradually, more and more blood was refined. Wang Yong's face became bloody and fleshy at this moment, and he also felt a tingling sensation. Wang Yong's body trembled slightly, and he continued to operate the technique while resisting the tingling sensation.

Now it is the most critical moment to change the shape, and there must be no mistakes.

I saw the flesh and blood on Wang Yong's face change for a while, and then the outline of his face began to appear, slowly the outline became clearer, and the skin on his face was also looming.

Unknowingly, two hours passed, and Wang Yong had already finished this change of shape.

I saw a handsome man with a young appearance standing in a dark hut. He was tall and straight, with vicissitudes in his eyes. He stretched out his white fingers and gently stroked his face. I couldn't help laughing. This man was Wang Yong who had changed his appearance.

At this time, he seemed to be a young man from a certain force who was traveling outside. His handsome face was full of mature charm that attracted the opposite sex, and his melancholy eyes made it no exaggeration to say that he was a girl killer.

At this time, Wang Yong had changed from the inside out, and even if his bone age was checked, there would be no flaws.

With his hair tied up casually, Wang Yong cleaned up the room, and after making sure that there were no traces left, he walked out.

The young man was bathing in the sun and laughing heartily.

But who would know what kind of heart is hidden under this handsome appearance?