Chapter 2282: Magic Mask

Luo Feng's pupils shrank, unexpectedly someone suddenly walked out, subconsciously tightening his nerves and looking sideways.
A thin middle-aged man with a thin body, unremarkable face, plain eyes, seemingly indifferent, stepped out, the pace is quiet, appearing like a walking dead, if it weren't for the lips to move, the voice came out, Luo At first glance, Feng thought it was a corpse.
"Who are you?" Luo Feng stood up.
"Let me introduce it." Zhuge Poxing also stood up, smiled and said, "Young Master, I once told you that there are three lines of Xia Zu Palace inherited from the world, and my line of Zhuge is scattered in the Immortal Emperor Realm. He It's my brother, Zhuge Wushi." Zhuge Poxing hesitated for a while, and said in a deep voice, "According to the rules, the young master needs to prove his identity."
Luo Feng nodded, then flipped his hand, the heaven and earth stone appeared in the palm of his hand.
Zhuge Wushi glanced at the Heaven and Earth Stone in Luo Feng's hand, a flash of appeared in his eyes, and suddenly knelt on one knee, "See Young Master."
"Senior, please get up." Luo Feng said quickly, "I'm just a junior, and I can't afford the gift of senior."
Zhuge Wushi was also unfeeling. After standing up, he said in a deep voice, "Ten days ago, I went into the depths of Xuenv Mountain to find a kind of material for refining. I accidentally found a corpse and a letter carved on the wall. Suicide note." Zhuge Wushi took out a piece of paper, "I copied it down."
Luo Feng took a look.
The content of the suicide note is roughly that the young Jiang Xingchen laughed at his persistence in his life as a path of practice, and his reluctance to his only relatives. Even, he said in the suicide note that he did not know his suicide note. Will it be discovered? His disappearance will only affect two people for the entire Xueye City.
One is his younger sister, Jiang Xingyu, who he picked up when he was eight years old.
The other is his only friend in Xueye City, a fat man who works as a handyman with him in the iron shop, named Su Dazhou.
"When I received the news from Junior Brother, I immediately thought of this corpse." Zhuge Wushi said in a deep voice, "Young Master Jiang Xingchen has disappeared for half a year and no one cares. If the young master can replace him and reappear in Xueye Cheng, the only thing that needs to be dealt with is to make Xingchen’s sister and his only friend less difficult. As long as the young master becomes Jiang Xingchen, even if Jiutianxian Palace has the means to reach the sky, it is absolutely impossible to detect the young master hiding in Xueye City. ."
"Unfortunately, the only flaw is my appearance." Luo Feng said solemnly, "Even if the voice is different, I can say that I have had an adventure in Xuenv Mountain in the past six months and finally embarked on the road of spiritual practice. The method of practice is related to the cause, but if even the appearance of another person is completely changed, how can others believe? The technique of disguise is always easy to be seen through."
"Don't worry, Young Master, I have made arrangements for Young Master." Zhuge Wushi took out a mask in his hand, "This magic mask..."
"What!" Luo Feng couldn't help but exclaimed, his eyes widened and round, "Mask of the phantom god? The mask of the predecessor's phantom god?"
Zhuge Wushi glanced at Luo Feng with a slightly surprised expression, "The young master first came to Immortal Emperor Realm, and he also knew Feng Sanniang's phantom mask."
Luo Feng's face couldn't help but twitched a few times.
"Senior Xiao and I went to the ancient pagoda of Feng's predecessor. I wanted to borrow the mask of the illusion god, but finally returned to no avail. Senior Feng said that the mask of the illusion had been borrowed by an old friend of hers." Luo Feng looked at Zhuge Wu Taxi.
He originally thought the same as Xiao Fengye, thinking that this was just Feng Sanniang's rhetoric.
As everyone knows, something that had been hopeless, suddenly gave him such a big surprise, the mask of illusion, close at hand.
The deceased Feng Sanniang said in his mouth is actually Zhuge Wushi.
Zhuge Wushi laughed, "I have been immersed in refining tools all my life. It happened that Feng Sanniang was also very interested in refining tools. In terms of cultivation strength, she is far above me, but above refining tools, I am no worse than her. How much, by chance, she has cooperated with her to refine a treasure, and only has a little friendship, but this time, in order to borrow the mask of the phantom god, it has to pay a lot of money."
Luo Feng took the magic mask with both hands.
No wonder the king of the Land of the Gods is so affirmed that the people in Xia Zu Palace are absolutely trustworthy.
They have lived for generations to wait for the descendants of Xia Zu.
In order to avoid the pursuit of the Nine Heavens Immortal Palace and stay in the Immortal Emperor Realm to practice, Zhuge spared no effort to help.
Luo Feng didn't say much, and no amount of words were as good as actions.
"This is the image of Jiang Xingchen." With a wave of Zhuge Wushi, a young image appeared.
Luo Feng glanced at it, and he felt like reflecting in his soul.
Starting from today, he will be a young man to enter the Immortal Emperor's Domain.
"From this life, I cannot become a cultivator. I borrowed your identity and inherited your love. I will let your name resound through the Immortal Emperor Territory." Luo Feng said in a deep voice, "One day, Jiang Xingchen The three-character name will move the world. Your dream will be realized by your kindness. As for your concern, your sister Jiang Xingyu, I will take good care of her and treat her as my sister."
Luo Feng bowed solemnly, then took up the mask of the illusion god, and slowly put it on his face.
At that instant, Luo Feng had an extremely strange feeling enveloped his heart, and a refreshing sensation came from his face, as if it were moisturized by running water.
Luo Feng has a feeling that his face can move at will.
He can easily disguise the appearance of any person.
"The mask of the phantom is really fantastic." Luo Feng sighed, "Senior Feng is really a ghost for refining, and he can refine such a magical treasure." While speaking, Luo Feng looked at the young boy Jiang Xingchen ahead. The image soon changed Luo Feng's appearance, illusory, and transformed into Jiang Xingchen's appearance.
"It's amazing." Zhuge Poxing couldn't help sighing, "This is the mask of the phantom god?" Zhuge Poxing looked at Luo Feng earnestly, and he couldn't detect anything unusual on his face. The moment I put on the mask of the Illusory God, the mask seemed to have completely integrated into Luo Feng's face.
Zhuge Poxing even had an illusion in his heart that the one standing in front of him was really that young man Jiang Xingchen who was only twenty years old.
"This jade pendant was worn by Jiang Xingchen since he was a child, and it can be regarded as a token of Jiang Xingchen. Please take it away, Young Master." After Zhuge Wushi handed a jade pendant to Luo Feng, he breathed a sigh of relief, "My task has been completed. , Next, it’s up to you, Young Master. Jiang Xingchen’s sister Jiang Xingyu is only fourteen years old, it’s no problem to flicker, and his friend... Young Master try not to contact him too much to avoid revealing flaws. Cause trouble."
"I see." Luo Feng nodded seriously, holding the jade pendant in his hand.
From this moment on, he was Jiang Xingchen.