Sword Immortal, she convinces people with reason

Chapter 50
Seeing that Lin Yige took out the spirit sword, he ordered himself to go over. Although Shang Wubing didn't know why, he still took a few steps on his knees and followed suit.

If Lin Xianchang wanted to kill him directly, why wait until the blood contract was established?
Lin Yige threw out a sound-proof disk prepared by Fufeng's nephew, and then took the spirit sword to draw a sword flower.

While being familiar with the feel of the hand, his spiritual sense was appeasing the dissatisfied Geng Xinjian.

Repeatedly assured that she was only temporarily using the unknown spirit sword to do some trivial things, not to replace Geng Xin before she settled down.

Lin Yige breathed a sigh of relief, turned around and smiled amiably at Shang Wubing.

"Don't move, and be patient for a moment."

When Shang Wubing saw Lin Xianchang's smile, his hair stood on end, and he vaguely guessed something.

He felt timid, and his upper body leaned back uncontrollably, "What is the Immortal Elder going to do to me?"

"Naturally, it is to help you change your face so that you look the same as Shang Xinsi, so that you can hide from the world." Lin Yige raised the spirit sword, "Come on, take Shang Xinsi's small portrait yourself."

Shang Wubing couldn't help raising his hand to touch his face, feeling extremely conflicted in his heart.

It's not because of any "body, hair, skin, and skin of the parents", but compared to the eighteenth son's indistinguishable and feminine appearance, he is extremely satisfied with his masculine, masculine and handsome appearance.

After careful calculation, the owner of the Shang family is his distant ancestor seven generations later, and he is the grandson of the owner Yun seven generations later.

But he looks more like the head of the house than the eighteen sons of the head of the house!

But the blood contract has been fulfilled, how dare he refuse?

If this is what one must go through to worship Tianwuzong, and considering all the resources that the Eighteenth Prince can enjoy, he can only grit his teeth and accept it!

Shang Wubing held the small statue with both hands, raised it to his face, suddenly remembered something.

"Lin Xianchang, in fact, neither the master nor the wife has ever met the eighteenth son, even if you want me to replace you, you don't have to..."

Lin Yige had already figured out how to break ground on Shang Wubing's face.

Hearing what Shang Wubing said, the Patriarch of the Shang family had never seen Jiang Yan before, and couldn't help frowning.

"Shut up!" Lin Yige interrupted Shang Wubing's last struggle, "I will be there soon."

After the words fell, Lin Yige secretly recited the formula.

Finger-thin vajra vines broke through the ground and tightly bound Shang Wubing's torso, limbs and forehead.

Taking advantage of him being unable to move, Lin Yige closed his eyes and took a step forward with his sword.

Brush brush brush brush!

The sword light suddenly rose, and flesh and blood flew everywhere.

After a few breaths, Lin Yige withdrew his sword.

The warm liquid slowly seeped out, gathered into a trickle, and slid down the chest along the jawbone.

Shang Wubing only felt the pain on his face at this moment, and let out a miserable cry.

Lin Yige frowned and glared at him. This is a mere injury. As for howling ghosts and wolves?
She performed another Spring Wind Transforming Rain Jue, attracting spiritual energy, and lightly brushed Shang Wubing's bloody face.

It didn't take a moment for Shang Wubing's face to stop bleeding, scabs formed visible to the naked eye, and after falling off, new white and tender skin was revealed.

Shang Wubing heaved a sigh of relief, but he couldn't prevent the immortal chief from stabbing him again with his sword!

After carefully crafting and repeating the previous steps several times, Lin Yige used water to wash his face clean, and thoughtfully turned a water mirror on for him to see.

Shang Wubing almost gritted his silver teeth, and after finally seeing his processed face, he was also stunned.

"Ah? This...is this me?"

Isn't this the face of the Eighteenth Prince?
The only difference is the dimples around the lips of the Eighteenth Young Master.

As long as you don't smile, you can't tell.

Geng Xin at this moment is well-behaved and quiet.

The master is right, this kind of trivial matter, of course, must be given to other spirit swords!

Lin Yige shook the spirit sword in his hand, and read the formula to withdraw the pile of vajra vines.

Shang Wubing's ability to remain motionless is all due to the wood attribute formula that she has just started to practice in the past few days - the vegetation withered and flourishing formula!

"How about it, am I good at crafting?"

She was quite complacent. After returning to Heming Mountain, she relied on practicing basic swordsmanship to consolidate her cultivation.

These three days of swordsmanship were naturally not practiced in vain.

Coupled with the background of the previous life, it is a trivial matter to use a sword to remove the shell of a raw bird egg and leave a membrane or something.

Shang Wubing's face is a bit big, after a little sculpting, it is [-]% similar to Jiang Yan.

"After you join the Tianwu Sect, you can gradually restore your original appearance after a few years of physical training. In this way, Shang Wubing will be Shang Xinsi from now on."

Lin Yige paused, "As for whether Shang Wubing is dead or something else, it's up to you to make up."

Shang Wubing, no, Shang Xinsi only realized Lin Xianchang's good intentions at this time.

This is to let him replace the Eighteenth Young Master without any flaws and naturally!

After all, the appearance and bones of the Eighteenth Prince have not yet been fully finalized, and some slight changes can be explained as the result of growing up.

In this way, there is no need to tamper with the little portrait written by the monk, and it will be able to dispel the bees and butterflies attracted by the face of the eighteenth son in a few years.

only……

"Prince Lin, the villain has taken the position of the young master, and he doesn't have the spiritual roots of the young master! How are you going to help the villain enter the Tianwuzong?"

"Don't worry about this. You are also a dual spiritual root of water and soil, but you are just qualified to practice."

Lin Yige smiled slyly, "Although your spiritual roots are weak, your muscles and bones are excellent. It is a sure thing to join Tianwuzong."

"Shang Xinsi"'s muscles, bones, and skin seemed to have experienced thousands of tempering, and he was at a young age, which happened to meet the criteria for the selection of disciples by Tianwuzong.

Lin Yige only helped people change their appearance, and did nothing else, so he arranged for an undercover agent to lurk into Tianwuzong.

After thinking about it, Shang Xinsi's expression changed drastically.

So, didn't he just do something stupid?
He didn't get anything, and even made a blood contract!
No, you can't say you didn't get anything.

Because of this, he took over everything from the eighteenth son, and he was able to throw away all those incompetent family members who were connected by blood when he was Shang Wubing!

Waiting for him to successfully worship Tianwuzong, and then find a way to unlock the blood contract, this is also a profitable business!

After thinking about it, Shang Xin immediately put away the small portrait and thanked Lin Xianchang Jishou.

Lin Yige casually threw the used spirit sword to Shang Xinsi, and said, "If there is something important in the future, I will find a way to contact you."

Shang Xinsi heaved a sigh of relief, took the spirit sword, "Thank you, Immortal Elder!"

"If we meet each other outside by fate, you will only regard me as Lin Xisheng of the Guiyi faction, and I will regard you as Xinsi, Shang Shang of Tianwu Zongshang. The relationship between you and me must not be revealed."

"It's natural!"

Shang Xin paused for a moment, then repeated the same old tune, and asked, "Master Lin, have you really never met my Eighteenth Young Master?"

After all, he is a fake Shang Xinsi, and what he is most worried about now is that the real master will come forward to snatch this hard-won identity.

If the matter is brought to light, the end cannot be imagined.

"I've never seen it before." Naturally, Lin Yige would not completely trust "Shang Xinsi" just because of a blood contract, "Instead of worrying about this, you might as well go to Tianwuzong to participate in the selection of disciples as soon as possible."

Shang Xinsi suddenly realized that Immortal Lin was reminding himself to act first!

In other words, the Eighteenth Young Master didn't have any certificates to prove his identity.

As long as he takes the identity of real merchant Xinsi first...

"Thanks to Immortal Lin for reminding me! It's getting late, my little one...don't let this go!"

After Shang Xinsi left, Lin Yige patted Geng Xin on his waist, "Let's go to Si'an County."

　A new chapter will be added at [-] o'clock in the evening.

　　
　
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