Pharmacist Zheng can be said to have good intentions, but how could he know that Yang Fan's cultivation of "Immortal Decision" has a unique surname, and he is the only one in the world who cultivates, let alone inherited.

"Okay, I promise you. ”

Yang Fan didn't have time to think about it, he really lacked a few disciples to help him find materials, alchemy, see a doctor, run errands, and so on.

In short, some tedious work such as hard labor can be handed over to a disciple or apprentice to do, and he only needs to heal the wounds and diseases of a certain level of immortal cultivators, and continue to improve his cultivation smoothly and without hindrance.

Pharmacist Zheng was slightly surprised, he didn't expect Yang Fan to promise so easily.

"The old man believes that with Pharmacist Yang's personality, he should disdain to deceive me, an old guy who is about to enter the grave. ”

Pharmacist Zheng showed a hint of relief, reached out and patted the storage bag, and took out a white mask with soft leather, the whole mask was an extremely thin and almost translucent skin, covered with some complex and fine textures, like the meridians of the human body.

"This is a strange thing that I occasionally get in my lifetime, at least it should be a spiritual weapon, this thing has a lot of mysteries, wearing it on the face, not only can it be disguised, conceal the breath, but also have the effect of refreshing and concentrating. Once, when the old man wore this mask, he could actually be calm under the spiritual pressure of a strong man in the contemplation period. Now, I will hand over this strange thing to Pharmacist Yang, and in addition, after the trial of the 'Ghost Corpse Mountain' is over and my granddaughter is apprenticed, the old man will have a lot of medicinal materials and spirit stones to give. ”

After Pharmacist Zheng finished speaking, he handed the white mask to Yang Fan.

"It's kind of interesting......"

Yang Fan stretched out his hand to touch the leather of this mask, only to feel cold and silky, giving people a fleshy touch, he injected aura slightly, and the whole mask suddenly became like a translucent liquid.

"What is the name of this noodle and what is the effect of disfigurement?" Yang Fan asked curiously.

Pharmacist Zheng said with a little embarrassment: "When the old man first got this thing, he only used it as a disguise mask, and I really don't know its specific origin. As for the transfiguration effect...... The old man once wore this mask and hid it from the world in front of the monks of the contemplation period. ”

"Maybe it's just an auxiliary spiritual weapon, and it doesn't have any powerful supernatural powers. ”

Yang Fan nodded, looked at the thing in his hand, and muttered to himself in a low voice.

Pharmacist Zheng thought that Yang Fan couldn't look down on it, and said with a wry smile: "This mask is already the only spiritual weapon that the old man can handle, and the rest of the magic weapons are probably difficult to enter the eyes of the son." ”

He also understood that this strange thing was just a mask, at best it was an auxiliary spirit weapon, and it could not have powerful supernatural powers and power.

"No matter what, it is a spiritual weapon after all, and Yang is welcome. ”

Yang Fan lightly put the white mask into the storage bag.

He had already used his divine sense to visit just now, and found that the material of this disguised mask was extremely mysterious, I am afraid that it was far superior to the low-grade spirit weapon Qingfeng Sword in his hand, but the realm was lower than that of a monk below the contemplation stage, and it was difficult to see the clue in this. Pharmacist Zheng was only a Qi Refining Stage cultivator, and he didn't even have an ordinary spiritual weapon, so he couldn't judge the true value of this mask, and he was completely treated as an ordinary spiritual weapon with an auxiliary surname.

Seeing Yang Fan say this, Pharmacist Zheng breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile: "In a few days, I will go to the 'Ghost Corpse Mountain', and the old man will take my granddaughter to meet Pharmacist Yang, and by the way, let her see the world." ”

"I still need to prepare when I go. Yang Fan pondered.

After all, Ghost Corpse Mountain is a big forbidden place nearby, and Yang Fan doesn't dare to hold it up.

"After five days, a group of third-generation disciples of Yuwu Mountain Villa will set off, and they originally planned to go with Pharmacist Yang today......

Pharmacist Zheng muttered.

"How about Pharmacist Zheng stay in 'Wuliu Town' for a few days, or help me see a doctor in my medical hall?"

Yang Fan said with a little expectation, after all, the other party is a famous pharmacist in the nearby immortal cultivation world, if he can see a doctor in his own medical hall for a few days, he will definitely raise the prestige of the 'Puai Medical Center' to another level.

Pharmacist Zheng said embarrassedly: "My granddaughter is still in the 'Rain Misty Villa', and the old man also has some things to deal with, I'm afraid I can't stay here." ”

Yang Fan was a little disappointed when he saw him say this, things in this world could not run completely according to his will, even the legendary immortals.

After sending Pharmacist Zheng away, Yang Fan immediately got busy and made some full preparations for the trip to Ghost Corpse Mountain.

The taboo name of the Ghost Corpse Mountain, Yang Fan has heard of it for a long time, it is said to be a place with extremely heavy yin qi, and it is said that there are thousand-year-old tombs in a certain place, hiding valuable treasures of cultivation.

According to some mortals, they saw female ghosts or evil spirits at night, and even the corpses of the walking dead......

In view of the characteristics of Ghost Corpse Mountain, Yang Fan refined some elixirs, and specially asked Lin Zhong to go to Yangjiabao to help trade some talismans.

In a blink of an eye, three or four days of time passed, and Yang Fan's preparations were completed.

At this moment, it was already night, and Yang Fan suddenly found that he had ignored a fact, and he had to rush to the "Rain and Fog Villa" in less than half a day.

According to the normal speed of riding a horse and walking the official road, without a whole day, I am afraid that I will not be able to reach the Rainy Fog Mountain Villa.

Because before he dispersed his skills, he had always been a monk in the contemplation period, but he could fly with his sword and be at ease, which made countless monks in Yangjiabao envious and jealous.

"Flying?"

Yang Fan's eyes lit up.

If he flies to the "Rainy Misty Villa", he should be able to arrive on time.

Thinking of this, he took out the disguise mask given by Pharmacist Zheng, injected mana slightly, and pasted it on his face.

Suddenly, he felt a thin layer of skin on his face, blending with his own skin, without the slightest sense of resistance.

"It's weird......"

Yang Fan's face was different, with this disguise mask, he didn't have any abnormality, the mysterious material of the disguise mask seemed to be connected to his own flesh and blood.

According to the practice of ordinary Qi refining stage cultivators, the next step is to reach out and inject mana into the mask to create an appearance.

However, Yang Fan has a soul realm above the late stage of contemplation, so naturally there is no need for such effort.

He immersed his consciousness in the disguise mask, changing the appearance of his face as he wished.

In this process, Yang Fan's face has undergone earth-shaking changes, and he took out a mirror and modified his face according to the imaginary plan.

A moment later, a grim man with a slashed face and a high nose, about thirty, appeared in the mirror.

From a distance, the man looked cold and ruthless, with a coldness that rejected people thousands of miles away.

Yang Fan's eyes lit up, this disguised mask could actually change his temperament according to his own will.

Could this disguise mask just be an ordinary artifact?

Yang Fan found that he had really picked up a treasure!

Looking at the cold man in the mirror, Yang Fan said to himself: "This face and temperament are very suitable for the identity of a demon monk. ”

"In this case, 'he' is my current second identity, named 'Shi Qianhan'. ”

A flash of black light suddenly flashed in Yang Fan's eyes, the indoor air was suffocated, and a ball of pure demonic qi suddenly grew in the dantian, and a domineering aura of contempt for the common people and the world emerged from his body.

He spread his hands and looked up at the endless night sky outside the window, feeling the domineering power flowing unscrupulously in his body, and the body and mind that had been suppressed for several months were able to relax for a short time.

The devil's way, its wild surname is arrogant, its domineering and ruthless, and his contempt for the sky.

He suddenly realized that this was his true self.

Shi Qianhan, when Yang Fan gave this name, also seemed to have an unusual meaning.

(One more arrives, crazy tickets.) ）