Murong Fu looked at Zhao Jinling and her face squirmed a few times and turned into another person in an instant. He couldn't help but reach out and pinch her face left and right, without showing any flaws at all. The corners of Murong Fu's mouth twitched fiercely a few times.
, this can simply be called an immortal magic.
He can also change his face at such a fast speed, but that's just because he has quick hands, and he must prepare a human skin mask to do it. In fact, all the disguise techniques spread in the world, including those invented by A'Zhu, require
An exquisite human skin mask is made in advance and then attached to the face to disguise oneself as someone else. It is truly unheard of for someone like Zhao Jinling to directly change one's own skin to disguise herself.
Zhao Jinling slapped Murong Fu's hand away and explained, "Do you see any difference in my face?"
Murong Fu took a closer look and shook his head slightly, "Other than the different feel and a bit ugly, I didn't see anything."
As soon as he said this, Zhao Jinling looked at him angrily, "Humph, did you know my true identity a long time ago, and that's why you did that to me?"
Murong Fu was stunned for a moment, then asked, "What did he do to you?"
Zhao Jinling's neck instantly turned red, but her face didn't look strange at all, "It's not your deliberate humiliation methods."
"This...of course not," Murong Fu immediately denied this statement and changed the subject, "Okay, tell me quickly where the flaw is and why I didn't find it."
Zhao Jinling rolled her eyes at him, "Did you see the red dot behind my ear?"
Murong Fu looked over and saw that there was indeed a red dot, the size of a little finger, slightly bulging. He subconsciously reached out to press it.
"Don't touch..." Zhao Jinling hurriedly spoke out, but it was already too late. Murong Fu pressed it lightly, and immediately, the muscles on her face twisted sharply, and she soon returned to her original stunning face.
Murong Fu suddenly thought, "Is this the flaw you mentioned?"
Zhao Jinling seemed to be in great pain when her skills were forcibly broken. She turned a little pale and nodded, "I have just reached the first level. In addition to being forcibly broken, there are also several flaws. For example, my skin changed after I changed my face."
It will become very rough and stiff, and most importantly, there will be an hour at midnight every day when my appearance will automatically recover and I will not be able to change my face."
After hearing what she said, Murong Fu thought carefully about their interactions over the past few days. Sure enough, he had many doubts, but he didn't think deeply about it.
Even so, this magical skill of changing shape is worthy of the word "magic skill". You must know that the disguise skill made of human skin mask will not only have a stiff face, but will hardly have any normal physiological reaction. In addition, as long as you observe it carefully, you can
It's easy to find the mask cutouts.
Of course, the biggest flaw of the human skin mask is that it cannot change the body shape. No matter how lifelike the face is, the body shape remains the same and you cannot disguise yourself as someone else at will. Although there is a bone-shrinking skill in the Nine Yang Divine Art,
But that can only reduce the size of the body, not make it bigger. Moreover, after the bones are shrunk, the skin and muscles on the face will also be distorted to a certain extent. Not only is it extremely painful, but the human skin mask is also very difficult to work.
According to what Zhao Jinling said before, this shape-changing magical skill can be changed at will when practiced to a great extent, and even the body shape can be changed. It is simply perfect. For a moment, his eyes looked at Zhao Jinling with some heat. If he could
After learning this magical skill, he can do more things, such as turning into an emperor and giving orders...
Zhao Jinling seemed to see through Murong Fu's thoughts and said calmly, "There is no perfect martial arts in the world, unless it is immortality, if that exists."
After a pause, she continued, "The Shapeshifting Divine Art is no exception. First of all, it is extremely difficult to practice, and the requirements for practitioners are also very high. You must start practicing under the age of ten, and use special medicinal materials to soften the bones before you can practice it.
Dacheng, but think about it, if a person’s bones have softened, is it possible for him to still walk and practice martial arts?”
"Ten years old?" When Murong Fu heard this, it was as if a basin of cold water had been poured on him. He hadn't even come here yet when he was ten years old. Hearing what she said later, he vaguely thought of something, "This mental technique can only be used when there is someone to help take care of it."
How can I practice cultivation only when I am down?"
Zhao Jinling nodded, "That's not all. Practicing this martial art will leave many sequelae. For example, every once in a while, the bones will be extremely itchy and incurable, until they die in the end. Of course, practicing this martial arts will leave a lot of sequelae.
People who practice kung fu will not live long."
Murong Fu finally understood that this martial arts was created to cultivate some specific talents, but for some reason, there had never been any rumors about this martial arts in the world, and he had never heard of such a person specializing in face-changing.
organization exists.
Suddenly his eyebrows tightened, "You...you have also practiced this kung fu..."
Seeing the flash of worry in his eyes, Zhao Jinling couldn't help but feel warm in her heart, and giggled, "Are you worried about me?"
Murong Fu said nothing, but looked at her with a complicated expression.
Zhao Jinling felt terrified and hurriedly explained, "Don't worry, I've only practiced a little bit, but I haven't practiced this kind of self-harming skills since I was a child."
"Lin Chaoying passed it on to you?" Murong Fu asked abruptly.
Zhao Jinling shook her head, "By chance, I found it from my father's treasure house. I don't know where he got it from. I saw it as fun and started practicing."
"Show me the secret book."
Zhao Jinling took a deep look at him, then reached out and groped around the bedside for a while, and found a small gold ring. She pulled it gently, and with a creak, a hidden compartment popped up under the edge of the bed.
Murong Fu stretched his head and took a look. There were several medicine bottles, a parchment scroll, and several small pieces of cloth in the secret compartment.
Zhao Jinling took out the parchment and quickly closed the secret compartment. She blushed and handed the parchment to Murong Fu, "It's right here, take a look."
As she spoke, she carefully watched the changes in Murong Fu's expression.
Murong Fu was a little strange, but he didn't think much about it. He unfolded the parchment and looked at it carefully.
After a long time, Murong Fu put down the parchment and took a long breath, with a bit of surprise and a bit of disappointment on his face.
As Zhao Jinling said, this shape-changing magical art has many flaws, and the people who practice it can hardly be called humans anymore. This reminds him of a special species in another world, humans...
In addition to the strange disease and extremely short lifespan mentioned by Zhao Jinling, this shape-changing magic also has an extremely unbearable flaw for men, that is, it will completely transform into a eunuch.
At this point, Murong Fu finally gave up his plan to practice this evil skill. Of course, the contents on this sheepskin scroll were not without inspiration for him. The wonderful ideas about Yi Xing's appearance change, the principle of Yi Bone, etc., made him very excited.
He felt extremely cheerful.
He had a vague feeling that if he could combine it with the Bone Shrinking Technique in the Nine Yang Divine Technique, he might be able to practice it while avoiding these shortcomings, or create another magical technique.
This kind of thinking can no longer be suppressed in a lifetime, creating a magical skill. This is what many martial arts masters have spent their entire lives doing. It is exciting to think about it. Of course, most other masters are pursuing the pursuit in order to be famous throughout the ages.
Martial arts is the ultimate, but he does it to achieve some ulterior purpose.
"Have you finished reading? It's time for me to go out, otherwise it will definitely cause a shock." At this time, Zhao Jinling reminded her that she knew the character of those palace ladies. If she didn't show up for a long time, she would definitely go to the big man in charge of the harem.
eunuch.
Murong Fu temporarily suppressed the excitement in his heart, "Leave this parchment here with me. You can deal with the situation outside first. I may have to stay at your place for a few days. By the way, do you know where Ping'er is hidden?"
Zhao Jinling's expression changed slightly, and she asked with some sourness, "Is that screen really so important to you?"
She still doesn't understand why Murong Fu came here last night to vent his anger.
Murong Fu took a deep look at her and said calmly, "It's very important. If I can't find her, I will... bloodbath the imperial city."
Zhao Jinling's face suddenly turned pale and bloodless, "The bloodbath...in the imperial city also includes...me?"
She didn't know why, but when she heard Murong Fu's words, she felt as if her mouth and nose were covered, making it difficult to breathe.
Seeing this, Murong Fu's heart softened, "Of course, not including you."
Only then did Zhao Jinling recover a little, "I... I will try my best to help you find her. Don't worry, my master will not hurt her."
After saying that, he quickly put on his clothes and hurried out of the palace gate.
Murong Fu frowned and thought for a long time, and then left the palace.
After burning the incense, Murong Fu came to the palace where Qu Feiyan lived. The little girl could no longer restrain herself and walked around in the palace. She hid by the window and peeked out from time to time. At this moment, all the maids and eunuchs in the Jinfu Palace were Zhao.
Jin Ling's "staying in bed" incident was so absorbed that no one even noticed Qu Feiyan's existence.
"That big bad guy won't forget me, right?" Qu Feiyan said to himself, "I'm so stupid. I should have followed him last night. The heartless bad guy must have forgotten me long ago! Hmph, you heartless man,
Big pervert…”
"Hey, it's so early in the morning, who are you scolding?" Suddenly a soft yet hearty voice sounded in the hall.
Qu Feiyan was startled at first, then overjoyed and looked around, "Murong Fu, big bad guy, where are you? Come out quickly."
"Little girl, is this how you treat your savior?" Murong Fu's voice sounded again, and then the palace door creaked open, and Murong Fu Shiran walked in.
Qu Feiyan rushed in front of him, looked up and down, her small nose slightly shrugged, "This smell... which woman did you sleep with last night?"
Murong Fu was shocked. He had already taken a bath and washed his clothes, but she could smell it. His nose was really not fake. He said in a slightly unnatural voice, "What nonsense are you talking about? I smelled it yesterday."
How could he sleep with a woman when he was late to save someone?"
"Okay," Qu Feiyan's expression suddenly changed, "You're such a heartless villain, I...I worked so hard to wait for you here, but you'd better go sleep with another woman!"
A strange look flashed across Murong Fu's face when he heard this, and it took him a long time to hold back a sentence, "Are you... working hard here?"
"You...you..." Qu Feiyan pointed at him with her little finger, flattened her mouth, and burst into tears, "You heartless person, you left me alone here to be scared, and you even said this while you were enjoying all the happiness.