Within three days, more than ten cultivators of various sects rushed to Luochuan County in a thunderous manner.

As an official of the imperial court and a parent official of Luochuan County, Lord Wu personally came forward and pulled all his hatred to Yuanbaozong's side. As soon as these ancestors heard that the four Qi Refining Divine Craftsmen had all hung up, they were not only angry, but also panicked!

Therefore, they had no choice but to stop at the Luochuan County Ya, and then use the sect order to contact other masters of the sect, feed back the information they obtained, and then set a strategy for several Xiuzhen sects to crusade against the Yuanbao Sect together.

In a private room on the second floor of the bun shop, Fang Lei was firmly fixed on the seat by Jun Yan with a hemp rope knot, and the disguise technique was only halfway through, and Fang Lei's face was already pale with fright.

"Tap, tap, it's hard for me. ”

"Well, if you don't apply this mud, your complexion will look too white and very incongruous!"

As if experiencing the most painful reincarnation, Fang Lei shouted bitterly, "Then don't poke me with a knife! What is this mud in your hand made of, it looks like it has been splashed with sulfuric acid on your face!"

"Sulfuric acid?uh——!"

Jun Yan angrily put the scalpel aside and said viciously, "I told you at the beginning, didn't you pat your chest and say to me, if you can't bear it, you will make a big plan!

Fang Lei wanted to quibble again, but he was slapped on the shoulder by Jun Yan, and a surging dark force directly made him fall into a drowsy state.

Jun Yan's eyes were overjoyed, "It seems that this is the only way to make you cooperate honestly." ”

The snow-bright blade in his hand wrapped out a knife flower, and Jun Yan was like a skilled plasterer, adding bricks and tiles to Fang Lei's face......

On the desk in the house, a pillar of blue-brown sandalwood about two feet high is burning!

This fragrance can make Fang Lei fall asleep better, and at the same time, lighting sandalwood is also for timing, if Jun Yan can't completely change Fang Lei's face before it burns out, some raw materials will not achieve the expected effect, and the transfiguration technique will not be so perfect.

The sandalwood gradually burned to the last part, and Jun Yan finally completed the last process, he took out a mask from the box he was carrying, and he didn't know what it was made of, as thin as cicada wings.

Looking at Fang Lei lying on the chair, snoring soundly, as if he was having a little sweet dream, Jun Yan shook his head and said to himself, "Ah, don't blame me this time, after you put on this mask, you won't be able to take it off for at least three years." ”

Jun Yan threw the mask into the basin of water, and immediately a puff of green smoke rose and bubbled!

Taking it out of the basin again, this mask, which was originally still in a translucent state, has now completely turned into a flesh-colored form, but the mask looks deformed and twisted as if it has been burned by a fire, as if it has a certain spirituality, and is struggling!

"Hey, hey!"

Usually dignified and serious, Jun Yan has never been so pistachio. The mask spread out slightly, floating a foot above Fang Lei's face, and slowly fell, and when it didn't enter Fang Lei's face, it suddenly jumped up like crazy, jumping up with a chair, "What is this, what is this?"

The pain of drilling the heart can actually resist, but Fang Lei is most afraid of the numbness of this soft worm drilling into the flesh, and it is so real, as if there are really countless leeches, staring at his face, and now they are looking for a wound to squeeze in!

"Wow, what the hell is this, Laojun, you hurt me, you cheat!"

"There's no need to be so uncomfortable, it's a mask made from the buttocks of a century-old vampire, and it works so well that when you look in the mirror, you'll find that you've been transformed. ”

Fang Lei's discomfort began to gradually disappear after a minute of extreme suffering, and then again, the mask made of the bloodsucking worm's buttocks was really a fork, and after it fell on his face, it was not sticky, but gradually absorbed by the skin, just like the top face cream, the most reluctant, a mint-like cool feeling.

Jun Yan took out a mirror and handed it over.

"Don't say you're surprised, look at yourself now, Lord Chen!"

"Uh......!"

The person in the mirror has long lost any of Fang Lei's characteristics, with a high nose bridge, sharp eyes, and a black letter under his lips, which is the most distinctive feature on Chen Daoan's face.

"Next, you have to learn to take the official tone, and after taking the pills, your voice will also change a little. ”

Fang Lei nodded, shook his head again, his voice was awe-inspiring, and it was a very fierce and coercive look, "Whoever dares to block my six doors will be punished by the whole clan, and even the ten clans will be punished!"

This sentence is Chen Daoan's own mantra, and it is also the most unpleasant sentence.

"Six doors are really not a good thing!"

After obtaining Chen Daoan's rank, Fang Lei became more and more dismissive of this [terrorist] organization!

At that moment, he put on the official uniform that was taken off Chen Daoan's body, practiced his steps carefully, and finally took a pill, this kind of medicine made of eighteen kinds of partial herbs will make people's voices very neutral, and there will be no characteristics, so in the case of deliberately imitating someone, it is more convenient to mix up the eyes.

That night, the bright moon hung in the sky, and the autumn breeze was cool.

Fang Lei plunged into the Luochuan County Ya in rags, the lights in the county Ya were lit up, and Lord Wu Yuyun was discussing with several masters of the cultivation realm how to deal with the matter of the Yuan Bao Sect.

After Fang Lei entered the gate, he kicked a doorman who looked like a thief next to him, and directly kicked the young guard over, "Don't get out of here, let Master Wu pick me up!"

Chen ...... Lord Chen, you're back, I'll report it right away, right away!"

As if he had seen a ghost, the guards rushed into the courtyard in a puff of smoke, and their shrill voice spread far away, "Lord Chen of the six doors is back, Lord Chen is back!"

Chen Daoan was not so arrogant before, especially in front of Wu Yuyun, and even said that he was a little respectful.

But after Fang Lei obtained Chen Daoan's memory, he had a deep understanding of this person. One of the things made Fang Lei very unhappy, five months ago, Chen Daoan was ordered to rescue a female cultivator who was kidnapped by the Black/Dao Cultivator True Sect, and after a decisive battle, he finally rescued this girl!

But this woman has a peerless beauty, and it is not an exaggeration to describe it as a country and a city. Seeing the uprising, Chen Daoan actually took the rescued beautiful hostages! At the same time, he let the tigers and wolves share their ...... In the end, this girl's loose cultivation was driven crazy, and she walked off the cliff in a daze, and died with a whimper!

"Damn, Chen Dao'an is innocent. But let me be this wicked person, I should pretend to be more like!"

Fang Lei glared at the other official viciously. Under the persecution of this fierce look, the man actually fell to his knees tremblingly, "My lord, my lord...... What do you have to do for the little ones!"

In fact, the cultivation of this servant is close to the third level of the fourfold realm of the flesh - the martial sect level, which is faintly higher than Fang Lei. Even so, Chen Daoan's glance as the leader of the Six Doors "Dragon Xiang" faction could make him kneel on his knees.

After Wu Yuyun got the report, he immediately quickly came out of the yamen, and greeted Fang Lei from afar, "Lord Chen is really blessed with a long life, this time it is difficult to escape, there will be a blessing in the future!"

Wu Yuyun's eyes were extremely vicious, and he could see at a glance that the cultivation of this "Lord Chen" in front of him had actually plummeted, from the third level of qi refining, the Qi Sect Realm, to the ordinary martial artist in front of him who had no "sense of qi". I was overjoyed in my heart, this blow to the six doors was really cool.

Of course, Fang Lei saw that it was boring, and sneered, "Hmph, I'm afraid that Lord Wu will be very happy, I am a dignified Qi Sect-level master, and I have become a mediocre person." Please, does Lord Wu want to hang me here?"

"How dare you, how dare you, Lord Chen, please!"

In the lobby of the county government, under the four words "Mirror Hanging", Lord Wu invited Fang Lei to the side seat, and the surroundings were already full of other seats, all of which were some old monsters of the rivers and lakes sitting on it, these people Fang Lei all knew, in Chen Daoan's memory, these are all people with great backgrounds!