"My disguise technique is mainly the function of the mask, the appearance of the mask is fixed, if you want to take the appearance of this woman, I can also give it to you······ The jade slip of the small breath recipe has long been invalid, but I can write it to you silently in its entirety, as for how much you can learn, it depends on you. ”

Linglong is only a cultivator in the realm of the void spirit, so naturally it is impossible to imprint the content of the small breath recipe on the jade slip, so it can only be written by hand.

It's just that this mask makes Fang An a little difficult, such a good thing, but unfortunately Fang An can't use it, after all, the appearance of this mask is a beautiful girl, you can't let Fang An take this mask and wear women's clothes out of the city, right?

"It's not impossible, at least no one will recognize me······ No, what do you think!" Fang An patted his forehead.

"Write me the tips for the little rest, and it's best not to make any mistakes. Fang An said.

"Don't worry, I'm a killer who keeps my promises!" Linglong said as she walked into the inner room and took out a stack of blank papers, and then began to write hard.

Linglong's writing is two hours, and it will not be completed until the third pole of the sun.

"A little trick, word for word. Linglong rubbed her sore wrist, and then handed the paper full of words to Fang An.

Fang An looked through it, and there were more than a dozen pieces of paper, which were full of Juanxiu's small characters.

"What level of spiritual skill is this little breath trick?" Fang An asked as he skimmed through it.

"I don't know. ”

Linglong thought for a moment and said, "But I want to remind you that the reason why it is called the Little Breath Accumulation Technique is because it is a simplified version of the real Breath Accumulation Technique, and there are limits to the cultivation and aura that can be hidden. ”

"What restrictions?"

"The small breath trick can only hide the cultivation of the four realms of the first spirit, and once someone else's cultivation surpasses you by a big realm, then the effect of the small breath trick will be greatly reduced. I'll explain it to you now, lest you show your stuff and think that I gave you a fake little trick. Linglong reminded.

Fang An didn't say much about this, in his estimate, Yu Huai'an's cultivation of the True Spirit Realm at most, as long as this small trick was true, it would be of great use.

And Fang An basically didn't have a chance to face Yu Huai'an, all he needed was to avoid the eyes of the guards at the city gate.

Thinking of this, Fang An asked Linglong: "You don't need a mask, can you do it with a simple disguise?" Just let me not be recognized at a glance." ”

Linglong looked at Fang An's face: "The easiest thing is to change the skin color, add a beard, widen the body, and increase the height." In this case, unless it is a particularly familiar person, it is impossible to recognize it by a glance alone. ”

Then Linglong said thoughtfully: "What enemy are you hiding? I can give you a simple appearance, and soon you will be gone." ”

"When did I say I was leaving? I don't know if this little trick you gave me is true or not, I need to be sure that it's true before I can let you go. Fang An said expressionlessly.

"How can you be sure? I can swear by the reputation of a killer that what I give you is absolutely exactly the same as my cultivation technique!"

"Your reputation as a killer is not worth mentioning to me, I believe in myself more. It's also very easy to distinguish between the truth and the falsehood of the small breath technique, as long as I can successfully cultivate, it will be true. Fang An snapped his fingers.

"Then how long will you wait? a month or two months? If you have poor qualifications and fail to cultivate the small breath technique, will I still be controlled by you for the rest of my life?" Linglong suddenly said with some anger.

"Then you'd better pray that I'll learn the trick quickly. Fang An was unmoved: "During this period, I will live with you, and you must not leave this courtyard, otherwise without my control, the black flame in your body will explode instantly." ”

"You ······" Linglong didn't expect Fang An to have such a request, which was no different from imprisoning her.

"I'm busy cultivating the Trick of Breathing, and if you succeed as soon as possible, you can be liberated as soon as possible······ By the way, do you have a stomach pill, if you don't have it, I can give it to you, after all, you can't go out these days, and if you starve to death in this courtyard, I will be uneasy. ”

"Don't worry about it!" Linglong said angrily.

"You're welcome. Fang An said with a smile, and then motioned for Linglong to leave.

Linglong left the room in a huff, Fang An was just about to practice the small breath technique, and Linglong came back with a full of anger.

"This is my room, you go out!" Linglong felt like she was all confused.

Fang An shrugged his shoulders indifferently, of course he could forcibly stay here and let Linglong move, but it was not necessary.

Fang An, who walked out of the room, heard the door behind him being slammed shut by Linglong, making an overwhelming creak.

Fang An found a room at random in the small courtyard and directly started the cultivation of the small breath technique.

At night, Fang An heard Linglong's four men returning, and then Linglong reprimanded them loudly.

I don't know how strict the organization of the Temple of the Gods is, anyway, the cultivation of the middle stage of the Void Spirit Realm is exquisite, and I don't dare to refute the scolding of these four spirit masters in the late stage of the Void Spirit Realm.

However, these had nothing to do with Fang An, and no one dared to disturb him in this room anyway.

Originally, there were exactly five rooms in the small courtyard, but now Fang An occupied one, and he didn't know which unlucky guy was going to sleep on the floor.

Fang An shook his head, stopped the chaotic thoughts in his mind, and once again focused all his attention on the small breath technique.

Regarding the truth or falsity of the Xiao Qi Technique, in fact, Fang Anxin basically believed in Linglong, because when Fang An said that he would not leave if he did not succeed in cultivation, Linglong had no intention of modifying it.

It's just that he happens to have no place to stay in Hongshan City now, and it is too easy to be discovered if he wanders around outside, so he stays here in Linglong, which can be regarded as a safe place to live.

Time flies when cultivating, Fang An has been in the room day and night specializing in the small breathing technique, during which Linglong once tentatively ran to the limit of Fang An's control of the ghost, Fang An immediately let the ghost frantically exude ghostly energy, making a look of immediate collapse, scaring Linglong back.

After this temptation, Linglong became much more honest and never made any radical moves.

The small breath technique is not too difficult to cultivate, and after Fang An has been cultivating continuously for ten days, it is already considered a small entry threshold.

Although it can't be like Linglong, even if he uses spiritual power, others can't perceive the cultivation realm clearly, but at least when Fang An doesn't use spiritual power, he won't be discovered by other spiritual masters.

Of course, with Fang An's current cultivation in the early stage of the Primal Spirit Realm, at least in the Four Realms of the Primordial Spirit, he could easily hide his cultivation.

Considering that Red Mountain City was not a place to stay for a long time, Fang An was not prepared to continue cultivating.

So Fang An left the room to find Linglong.

Before coming to Linglong's room, he sensed that Linglong was in the room through the ghost, and Fang An directly pushed the door in.

I saw Linglong sitting at the round table, one leg curled up on the wooden chair, and the other leg kept shaking up and down on the ground. Holding a skewer of meat in each hand, he was eating one bite on the left and one on the right.

Seeing Fang An coming in, Linglong didn't raise her eyes and continued to eat meat.

Fang An walked to the table and saw that there were several skewers of barbecue on the plate on the table, and he reached out to take it as if no one was around.

"When you enter my boudoir, you don't knock on the door, and you rob me of meat skewers!" Linglong finally couldn't ignore Fang An anymore, and stabbed the bamboo stick with the meat skewer in her hand at Fang An's arm with her right hand.

This stab was unexpected, and the speed was extremely fast, quite the style of assassinating Fang An that day.

The bamboo stick stopped when it was about to touch Fang An's forearm, and the plot was the same as that day, Fang An's ghost sword suddenly appeared at Linglong's throat.

As long as Fang An was prepared, his ghost sword could restrain Linglong's assassination.

"Woooooooooo······oo You're bullying me······ You don't believe me if I give you a real trick, and you give me a ban······ I haven't been out for 10 days, and I can't complete my mission, and I can't eat anything good······ Now it's hard to eat something good, you still come into my room and grab my meat to eat······"

Linglong was forced to stop by Fang An, and her emotions suddenly collapsed somehow, tears fell down in large numbers, and she was complaining about Fang An's various crimes with tears.

Linglong couldn't stop crying, as if she wanted to take this opportunity to vent all the dissatisfaction in her heart.

Fang An's hand holding the meat suddenly froze, and an embarrassed look appeared on his face. He wasn't afraid that Linglong would fight or kill, but Linglong burst into tears so suddenly, which really made Fang An a little at a loss.

Only then did Fang An think that the so-called killer in front of him was just a little girl who was only fifteen years old.

He had forgotten that he had just turned sixteen this year.

Although Fang An didn't know how Linglong got on the path of a killer, it was conceivable that there must be a lot of twists and turns, and perhaps some tragic pasts.

However, Fang An didn't want to know.

In Fang An's opinion, he and Linglong were just trading relationships------ Linglong took a small trick to exchange his life from him, at least that's what Fang An told himself.

Although this is the truth, when Fang An saw Linglong's pear blossom with rain, he couldn't help but feel a little distressed in his heart.

Sure enough, appearance is still very important, even Fang An is not exempt from vulgarity.

If Linglong wasn't such a beautiful little girl, Fang An's sword would have been cut down long ago.

Of course, the main reason is that Linglong's appearance can be regarded as a great help to him, and Linglong is also very cooperative after being controlled, and she didn't do anything in the small trick, so that Fang An really couldn't find a reason to kill her.

"I'm leaving, give me a simple face. Fang An sighed, put down the meat skewer in his hand, hesitated for a moment, and then put his palm on Linglong's little head and gently soothed.

After a long time, Linglong's sobbing finally stopped. She touched a handful of tears, waved her hand to open Fang An's hand, got up and walked towards the inner room.

After a while, Linglong came back with a wooden box.

"Sit still and don't move. ”

Linglong took out bottles and cans from the wooden box, then poured out several unknown liquids and mixed them, and wiped them on Fang An's face.

Fang An didn't resist, allowing Linglong to smear the unknown liquid on his face, neck, and hands.

After that, Linglong reduced Fang An's hair a bit, applied a sticky transparent glue to Fang An's chin and upper lip, and then sprinkled the finely cut hair on it.

In the end, Linglong picked up the brush again and sketched Fang An's eyebrows, the corners of his eyes, and the wings of his nose.

When everything was done, Linglong took out a polished bronze mirror and put it in front of Fang An, motioning for Fang An to look at it himself.

Fang An looked at the bronze mirror, and saw that what appeared on the mirror was a middle-aged man with a sallow face, a little wrinkles at the corners of his eyes, and a scruffy beard.