Chapter Ninety-Six: A Big Loss!

"Happy!" Shen Qiansan was overjoyed, jumped up, the dantian shook, the aura in his body rolled up, and the method of firing the Bisong needle worked, and it was suddenly released after extreme compression. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

There was a dense sound of lightness, and Shen Qiansan sprang out a full eight pine needles up and down his body, and the force was so fierce that it pierced through several big trees without stopping.

"How is this possible?" said the face of a tree god from a large tree beside him, "You... You've made it?"

The aura in Shen Qiansan's body was almost consumed by these eight pine needles, he took a breath, and laughed: "What, can't it?"

"That's not right, how can you? As far as I know, even a genius among humans can't be in this short period of time... Open up the big holes around your body in half an hour!"

"Hehe, that proves that I'm a genius among geniuses!Or rather, those so-called geniuses are just stupid, and I'm just an ordinary person, hahaha!" Shen Qiansan took out a pine nut from his arm and threw it in his mouth to eat it.

The tree god glared at Shen Qiansan, too lazy to talk nonsense with him again.

"Let's go!" Shen Qiansan waved his hand at the tree god, the delay was long enough, he now had a large number of medicinal herbs in his hands, and he needed to refine the pill as soon as possible to strengthen his power.

Another reason is very simple, that is, he is hungry, a pine nut fart is not right, just now the eight pine needles consumed the essence of the aura, and the hungry brain hurts.

Urging the mask, Shen Qiansan whistled and rushed away.

"How can it be? This is impossible, it is only possible to open it all so quickly, and that is to open it at the same time, but that is also impossible, the divine soul is not strong enough, and it is impossible to control the limited spiritual energy to divide it into one hundred and eight, and it will impact..."

How did he know that Shen Qiansan had cultivated Bi Song Needle, and the method of Bi Song Needle's exercise was simply tailor-made to open up the acupoints around the body, which could not be more suitable.

As soon as he left the Forest of Death, Shen Qiansan first checked the situation around him, then quickly found a grass nest, grabbed a large handful of pine nuts from the cornucopia and devoured them.

Feeling that the dantian was not very 'hungry', he walked a distance again, and felt that he was some distance from the Forest of Death, so he found a secluded place, took out the mask, and called out the cornucopia, he wanted to see if the mask after copying and fusing could change the appearance at will, and the face that was now turned into was really... It's ugly.

Ugly people don't look like people anymore, not only does it not play a role in changing their appearance, but it can attract the attention of others.

But when he was about to throw the mask into the cornucopia, the problem arose, the cornucopia was too small, and although the mask was not large, it was a coincidence that it could not be put in.

"What should I do?" Shen Qiansan looked at the cornucopia, "It stands to reason that this cornucopia should be able to change freely, right?"

He thought about it for a while, recalled how to control the cornucopia into his body in the first place, so he urged his soul and gave the order: "Get bigger!"

"Hum..."

A slight buzz sounded, and Shen Qiansan was overjoyed, but he didn't expect the cornucopia to sound like this, but there was no movement.

"Get bigger!" Shen Qiansan ordered again, followed by another 'buzz', and the cornucopia still didn't change.

After five times, Shen Qiansan suddenly understood, Divine Soul!

The spirit is not strong enough!

His current divine soul can easily control the cornucopia in and out of his body, but it is obviously impossible to control the cornucopia to become bigger and smaller!

"Hey, I'm stupid!" After a sad face, Shen Qiansan's heart suddenly moved, before his body was in a state of death, he was worried that the cornucopia was gone, and after searching, he found that the cornucopia was in the divine soul, and at that time he found that the mask was also in the divine soul, why not directly control the cornucopia in the divine soul and complete the copy?

There is no big or small thing that exists in the soul of the gods.

He hurriedly tried, and sure enough, the mask was put into the cornucopia in his thoughts, but the problem came again, the cornucopia was copied, and the spirit jade was needed, and if there was no spirit jade, it still couldn't be copied.

Shen Qiansan sighed, so he had to take out the cornucopia again, he also hoped that the mask was also inside, but he was disappointed.

At that moment, he took out a piece of spiritual jade, threw it into the cornucopia, and then sent it into his body.

This time it was quickly successful, after copying the ten masks, Shen Qiansan hurriedly took out the cornucopia, quickly took out the spirit jade fragments inside, and saw that the energy consumed was not much, he breathed a sigh of relief, and then 'stared' at the ten masks that were slowly wandering in the soul.

"It seems that the copied thing is already with me, and fortunately, this mask is a good thing made by the tree god, otherwise ordinary magic weapons would not have run into the soul!"

Although the effect was a little unsatisfactory, Shen Qiansan was still very satisfied, and hurriedly put all the masks into the cornucopia and began to fuse.

Shen Qiansan underestimated the Thousand Illusion Mask of the Tree God, he had just been promoted to the fifth level of Qi training, and the aura in his body had increased a lot, not to mention, the one hundred and eight big holes around his body were filled with aura, but after fusing these ten masks, his body was empty and destitute!

Shen Qiansan was stunned for a while, then suddenly let out a 'whoosh' scream, and took out a large pile of medicinal materials from the storage bag, regardless of the soil on it, stuffed it into his mouth and chewed wildly.

After solving a lot of problems, Shen Qiansan felt that the dantian had been enriched a lot, and with the acupuncture points around his body, he continued to absorb and transform the vitality of heaven and earth, and the feeling of fullness gradually emerged.

Shen Qiansan couldn't help but burp, rubbed his stomach, remembered the mask after the fusion just now, hurriedly took out the communicator, turned on the front camera, and at the same time his mind moved, fantasizing about turning into a phoenix, his face squirmed, in the picture, his face was weirdly distorted, and he quickly regained his calm, and when he looked at it again, the person had completely changed.

With red lips and sword eyebrows, a pampered face, who is not Feng Qiwu?

"Haha!" Shen Qiansan was overjoyed, this mask is spiritual!

He tried other faces, sometimes turning into brass, sometimes into Xu Zhaowen, and sometimes into Shen Jing......

After transfiguring ten faces, I wanted to transform into someone else, but it was impossible.

Shen Qiansan's eyes suddenly went all the way, until what a stupid thing he had done!

Every time you transmogregate, the mask will be memorized, and currently, only ten can be transfigured!

In other words, if you want to change your appearance in the future, you can only choose from these faces that you have just conjured, unless you copy and fuse them again!

"It's a big loss!" Shen Qiansan scolded secretly, counting carefully, Brass, Feng Qiwu, Shen Jing, Li Tao, Xu Zhaowen, Xu Chongwei, Gu Yuanwu, Feng Qiwu, his father Feng Lingdu, Lu Zhanpeng, Nie Qing, just the faces of these ten people, do you want to go out with the face of one of these people?

Shen Qiansan patted his head in annoyance, this time it was really a big loss.