Farming Boy With A Magic Ring

C448 Transfer Technique



C448 Transfer Technique

4There's no wind today, the sea's calm. Yang Hsingchen swam all the way. A few hours later, he swam to the deepest part of the sea. Then, he took a deep breath and dived down.     4

    

The reason he left a note for Zi Ye was that he was afraid that if something happened to him in the sea, Zi Ye would not look for him all over the world.    

    

Under the blue sea water, Yang Hsingchen dived down and looked around with his eyes wide open. Although the pressure was greater as he went down, he still gritted his teeth and persisted.    

    

Finally, he dived to the deepest part of the whirlpool and started searching for his real body at the edge of the whirlpool. However, he couldn't find his real body after a long time.    

    

The oxygen in his lungs became lesser and lesser. Yang Hsingchen helplessly floated up to the surface of the sea and took a few breaths before diving down again.    

    

The edge of the whirlpool wasn't there. Could it be inside the whirlpool? Looks like I have to go into the vortex to find it. However, he was no longer a spiritual body. What if he was sucked into the black hole at the center of the vortex? It'll be crushed in an instant.    

    

Should he enter or not?    

    

If he entered, he would still have a little hope of being a human being. If he did not enter, he could only be a dog for the rest of his life. Yang Hsingchen gritted his teeth and carefully swam inside.    

    

He carefully swam in, but he still ignored the powerful suction force. As soon as he swam to the edge of the vortex, he heard a swoosh and was sucked in by a huge suction force.    

    

Yang Hsingchen was shocked. He tried to grab his dog body with all four of his limbs, but the suction force was too strong. It was not something an ordinary dog could control.    

    

Swoosh!    

    

His body flew towards the basin-sized black hole. Yang Hsingchen knew how powerful the center of the whirlpool was. That was a powerful force that could even crush a big rock in an instant. If he, as an ordinary dog, entered it, he would be instantly crushed!    

    

Stop my women, stop my baby Little Princess, stop...    

    

Before he could finish, his mind buzzed and he fainted.    

    

...    

    

Huh? I'm not dead? When Yang Hsingchen opened his eyes again, he saw a bright moon!    

    

The moonlight shone on the ground, and the stars lit up. He could hear all kinds of insects of different heights chirping by his ears. He could smell the fresh air in the Ring Space.    

    

Heavens, could it be that he had entered the Ring Space? No! There was no moonlight or stars in the Ring Space, and it wasn't that big either! This was definitely an unknown world! Yang Hsingchen thought to himself.    

    

Oh my, why should I care about this! He wanted to see if he had returned to his original body.    

    

I quickly lowered my head. I'm finished, and I still have a f * cking dog body.    

    

This time, it was like a basin of cold water had been poured over his head from head to toe. He was risking his life. He had come to find his original body. Now, his main body had not been found, but he was in an unknown world. Although the air here was fresh and fresh, as if it had never been developed, it was still fresh and fresh. But what did this have to do with him? He was just a stray dog that wandered here!    

    

Yang Hsingchen stood up in frustration, facing the excessively round moon, and let out a sorrowful roar towards the sky.    

    

When he was tired of shouting, he walked forward listlessly and aimlessly. It was only then that he realized he was at the foot of a mountain. Where should he go? Going into the deep mountains and forests to cultivate while being a wild dog? Or should he cultivate while looking for his main body?    

    

"What a good bastard! Even if you want to obtain this Conversion Arts, you can't do such a vicious thing to me, right? I have told you many times, this Conversion Arts isn't something that can be cultivated so easily. I've been cultivating it for ten years, but I haven't carved out a single Law of Space yet. When I learn it, I will naturally teach you the Conversion Arts. But, you beast, how could you be so impatient? You beast, you beast! Wah..."    

    

Just as Yang Hsingchen was hesitating whether he should go up the mountain or leave the mountain, an angry voice suddenly came from above his head.    

    

Yang Hsingchen was frightened and quickly hid behind the big tree. He carefully looked up. He saw an old man in an ancient robe continuously spurting blood. A Longsword was stabbed from his back to the front, sending a chill down his spine.    

    

Five steps away from the old man stood a man in a long ancient costume. The man's face was extremely pale, and a fist-sized bloody hole appeared on his chest. Blood was flowing out of the corner of his mouth.    

    

The man wiped the blood that couldn't be stopped with his hand, and said with an angry face. " I've been studying here for three years. But you taught me some foreign martial arts. You taught me the Conversion Arts, but you always delayed it."    

    

" Looks like the enrollment that happens once every three years in Illusory City is about to start. If I can't be accepted this year... Then I'll have to wait for another three years, but by that time, I'll be over thirty years old. At that time, even if I manage to learn your Conversion Arts, I won't have the qualifications to study martial arts in Illusory City. There's no other way. Disciple, I can only come up with this plan."    

    

The old man sneered," But what about the result? Although your sneak attack was successful, didn't you also get seriously injured by this old man? Hmph hmph, forget about learning martial arts, it's a miracle that you managed to walk out alive! "    

    

" Even if I have to die, I want to snatch this book! " As the man spoke, he took out a shining dagger and walked towards the old man with great difficulty.    

    

The old man was already unable to take it anymore. His entire body was trembling non-stop. With a swoosh, he took out a book from his bosom and shouted angrily, "You want this book? This old man will not give it to you even if I die!" With a swoosh, he threw it down the mountain.    

    

"Old fellow, you're pissing me off! Go to hell!" The man screamed as he rushed to the front of the old man who had run out of oil. He waved the dagger in his hand and stabbed continuously.    

    

The old man was already at his limit. After a few stabs, he immediately stopped breathing and fell down.    

    

One needed to convert strength to kill, not to mention the man who had been severely injured by the old man's punch. As he crazily stabbed at the old man's body, the bloody hole in his chest was also continuously bleeding.    

    

After the old man fell down, the man also swayed a few times. Finally, with a plop, he fell beside his master's feet. Even until his death, he still couldn't see the book.    

    

And the book that the old man threw down just happened to fall in front of Yang Hsingchen.    

    

Conversion Arts? What the hell?    

    

Yang Hsingchen walked up to the book and opened it with his claws.    

    

The first page wrote: Conversion Arts. It is so small that it can turn everyone's martial arts into its own. It is so big that it can turn the Sun and Moon Hsingchen into its own personal item.    

    

Damn, is it really that powerful? Yang Hsingchen was excited. He sat on the ground and started reading under the moonlight.    

    

Fortunately, in this world of ignorance, all the languages were similar to his language back on Earth in China. At most, the people here did not use simplified words, so it was a little difficult to recognize them. However, with Yang Hsingchen guessing, he could still barely understand them.    

    


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