Chapter 1112: A Sensitive Nose

Murong Fu looked at Zhao Jinling's face and squirmed a few times, and suddenly became another person, he involuntarily reached out and pinched left and right on her face, and he couldn't see the slightest flaw at all. The corners of Murong Fu's mouth twitched a few times, this can simply be called an immortal magic technique.

With such a fast speed of changing his face, he can also do it, but that's just his fast hands, and he must prepare a human skin mask to do it, in fact, all the disguise techniques circulating on the rivers and lakes, including those made by Ah Zhu, need to make a delicate human skin mask in advance, and stick it on the face in order to disguise into someone else, like Zhao Jinling, directly changing his own face to change his face, which is really unheard of.

Zhao Jinling slapped Murong Fu's hand away and explained, "What is the difference between your face and my face?"

Murong Fu looked at it carefully and shook his head slightly, "I didn't see anything except that it felt different and a little ugly." ”

As soon as these words came out, Zhao Jinling glanced at him with disgust, "Hmph, did you already know my true identity before you treated me like that." ”

Murong Fu was stunned for a moment, and then asked, "What's wrong with you?"

Zhao Jinling's neck instantly turned red, and there was not much abnormality on her face, "It's not your method of deliberately humiliating people." ”

"This ...... Of course not," Murong Fu immediately denied this statement and changed the subject, "Okay, tell me quickly, where the flaw is, why I didn't find it." ”

Zhao Jinling gave him a blank look, "Did you see that red dot on the back of my ear?"

Murong Fu leaned over to take a look, there was really a red dot, the size of a little thumb, slightly bulging, and he subconsciously reached out to press it.

"Don't touch ......" Zhao Jinling hurriedly spoke, but it was already too late, Murong Fu pressed lightly, and the muscles on her face twisted sharply, and she quickly returned to her original stunning appearance.

Murong Fu suddenly thought in his heart, "This is the flaw you are talking about?"

Zhao Jinling was forcibly broken, she seemed to be in great pain, her face turned a little pale, and she nodded, "I have only practiced to the first level, in addition to being forcibly broken, there are also a few flaws, for example, my skin will become very rough and stiff after I change my face, and the most important thing is that every day, I will have an hour to automatically return to my appearance and not be able to change my face." ”

Murong Fu heard her say this, and thought carefully about getting along in the past few days, and sure enough, there were many doubts, but he didn't think about it deeply.

Even so, this transfiguration magic skill is worthy of the word "divine skill", you must know that the disguise technique made by the human skin mask, not to mention the stiffness of the face, there will hardly have any normal physiological reaction, in addition, as long as you observe carefully, it is easy to find the mask incision.

Of course, there is one of the biggest flaws of the human skin mask, that is, it cannot change the body shape, no matter how lifelike the face is, but the body shape remains the same, and it cannot be disguised as someone else at will, although there is a bone shrinking skill in Jiuyang Divine Skill, but it can only shrink the body size, not become bigger, and after shrinking the bones, the skin and muscles on the face will also be distorted to a certain extent, not to mention the extreme pain, the human skin mask is also difficult to work.

And according to what Zhao Jinling said before, this shape-changing magic skill can be practiced to perfection, it can be changed at will, and even the figure can be changed, it is simply perfect, for a while, he looked at Zhao Jinling's eyes were a little hot, if he can learn this magic skill, then he can do more things, such as becoming an emperor and giving orders......

Zhao Jinling seemed to see through Murong Fu's thoughts, and said lightly, "There is no perfect martial art in the world, unless it is immortal art, if it exists." ”

After a pause, she continued, "The Transfiguration Divine Skill is no exception, first of all, it is extremely difficult to practice, and the requirements for cultivators are also very high, you must start cultivating under the age of ten, and use special medicinal materials to soften the bones, so that it is possible to cultivate to the fullest, but think about it, if a person's bones are softened, is it still possible for him to walk and practice?"

"Ten years old?" Murong Fu was like pouring a basin of cold water when he heard this, he hadn't even come over at the age of ten, and when he heard her words, he vaguely thought of something, "This mental method can only be cultivated if someone helps take care of it?"

Zhao Jinling nodded, "That's not all, practicing this martial art will also leave many sequelae, for example, every once in a while, the depths of the bones will be extremely itchy, and there is no cure until the end of death, of course, people who practice this kind of kung fu will not live long." ”

Murong Fu finally understood that this martial art was created for the purpose of cultivating some specific talents, but I don't know why, there have never been rumors of this martial art on the rivers and lakes, and I have never heard of such an organization that specializes in changing faces.

Suddenly, his eyebrows tightened, "You...... You've also practiced this kung fu ......"

Zhao Jinling couldn't help but feel warm in his heart when he saw the worry flashing in his eyes, and chuckled, "Are you worried about me?"

Murong Fu didn't speak, just looked at her with a complicated expression.

Zhao Jinling's heart was furious, and she hurriedly explained, "Don't worry, I have only cultivated a little fur, but I have not cultivated this kind of self-harm kung fu since I was a child." ”

"Lin Chaoying passed you?" Murong Fu asked abruptly.

Zhao Jinling shook her head, "By chance, I found it from my father's treasure house, I don't know where he got it, I just watched it and practiced it." ”

"You show me the cheats. ”

Zhao Jinling took a deep look at him, reached out and groped at the head of the bed for a while, found a small gold ring, pulled it gently, squeaked, and bounced a dark grid under the edge of the bed.

Murong Fu stretched out his head and looked, there were several medicine bottles, a parchment roll, and a few small pieces of cloth in the dark compartment.

Zhao Jinling took out the parchment roll and took it out, then quickly closed the secret grid, she blushed and handed the parchment to Murong Fu, "It's on this, you see." ”

As she spoke, she cautiously stared at the changes in Murong Fu's face.

Murong Fu was a little strange, but he didn't think much about it, and unfolded the parchment scroll to look at it carefully.

After a long time, Murong Fu put down the parchment roll and let out a long breath, with a little surprise and a little disappointment on his face.

As Zhao Jinling said, there are many flaws in this Transfiguration Divine Skill, and a cultivator can hardly be called a human anymore, which reminds him of a special species in another world, human ......

In addition to Zhao Jinling's strange illness and extremely short lifespan, this shape-changing magic skill has a little unbearable flaw for men, that is, it will completely become a eunuch.

At this point, Murong Fu finally gave up his plan to cultivate this evil skill, of course, the content on this parchment scroll was not inspiring to him at all, and the whimsical ideas on the above about easy transfigurement, the principle of easy bones, etc., made him feel a sense of being cheerful.

He vaguely felt that if it could be combined with the bone shrinking skill in the Jiuyang Divine Skill, he might be able to practice it without avoiding these defects, or create another divine skill.

This kind of mind can no longer be suppressed in a lifetime, creating a divine skill, this is what many martial arts masters have been doing all their lives, it is exciting to think about, of course, most of the other grandmasters are for the sake of fame, the pursuit of the ultimate in martial arts, but he is to achieve some ulterior purpose.

"Have you finished reading? I should go out, or I'm going to make a shock in a moment. At this time, Zhao Jinling opened her mouth to remind that she knew the character of those palace maids, and if she didn't show up for a long time, she would definitely go to the great eunuch in charge of the harem.

Murong Fu temporarily suppressed the excitement in his heart, "Put this sheepskin roll here, you deal with the situation outside first, I may have to stay with you for a few days, by the way, do you know where Ping'er is hidden?"

Zhao Jinling's face changed slightly, and she asked a little sourly, "Is that screen really so important to you?"

Until now, she still didn't understand that the reason why Murong Fu came over last night must have come to vent his anger.

Murong Fu took a deep look at her and said calmly, "It's very important, if I can't find her, I'll ...... Bloodbath in the Imperial City. ”

Zhao Jinling's face suddenly turned pale and bloodless, "Bloodbath...... The Imperial City, which also includes...... Me?"

She didn't know why, when she heard Murong Fu's words, it was as if her mouth and nose were covered, and she had difficulty breathing.

Murong Fu's heart softened when he saw this, "Of course, it doesn't include you." ”

Zhao Jinling recovered a little, "I'...... I'll try my best to help you find it, don't worry, my master won't hurt her. ”

After speaking, he quickly put on his clothes and hurried out of the temple gate.

Murong Fu frowned and pondered for a long time, and then left the dormitory.

Half an hour later, Murong Fu came to the palace where Qu Feiyan lived, the little girl couldn't help walking around the hall, hiding by the window from time to time and peeking out, at this moment, the palace maids and eunuchs of the entire Jinfu Palace were attracted by Zhao Jinling's "lying in bed" incident, and no one noticed Qu Feiyan's existence at all.

"That big bad guy won't forget me, right?" Qu Feiyan said to himself, "I'm so stupid, I should have followed him last night, the bad guy with no conscience must have forgotten about me......!"

"Yo, it's early in the morning, who is this scolding?" Suddenly, a soft and hearty voice sounded in the hall.

Qu Feiyan was startled at first, then overjoyed, and looked around, "Murong Fu, big villain, where are you, come out quickly." ”

"Little girl, do you treat your life-saving benefactor like this?" Murong Fu's voice sounded again, and then there was a creak, the door of the hall opened, and Murong Fu Shi Ran walked in.

Qu Feiyan rushed in front of him, looked up and down a few times, and the small Qiong nose shrugged slightly, "This smell...... Which woman did you sleep with last night? ”

Murong Fu was shocked in his heart, he had already taken a bath, even washed his clothes, and was even smelled by her, this nose was really not fake, and he said slightly unnaturally, "What nonsense are you talking about, I saved people last night, how can I sleep with a woman." ”

"Okay," Qu Fei's face changed suddenly, "You bad-hearted villain, I've been waiting for you here so hard, it's better for you to go sleep with other women!"

A trace of strangeness flashed on Murong Fu's face when he heard this, and it took a long time for him to hold back a sentence, "You are here...... It's hard?"

"You...... You ......" Qu Feiyan pointed at him with a small finger, his mouth flattened, and he cried loudly, "You have no conscience, you leave me alone here to be frightened, and you still say such things after enjoying all your blessings!"