Chen Yang felt relieved and put the mask on his face.
Yuan Fei snorted coldly, put down the throwing knife in his hand, and slowly walked back to the cabin.
The moment the mask was put on his face, Chen Yang felt a mysterious feeling on his face.
Tian Xingjian reminded: "Now think of a person in your mind, so that the mask can look like that person."
"Who will it become?"
Chen Yang closed his eyes and flashed the images of many people in his mind.
At the same time, the mask on his face kept changing, sometimes turning into an old man, sometimes into a young man, and even the fat face of Tian Xingjian.
Tian Xingjian was speechless for a while.
After a while, the mask on Chen Yang's face finally slowed down, and his appearance gradually emerged, finally becoming a young man in his mid-twenties.
At this time, Chen Yang opened his eyes and asked, "Are you okay?"
Tian Xingjian nodded, "Okay, but who is this?"
Chen Yang did not answer, but picked up the teapot on the table and poured some tea on the table.
Then he raised his fingers together, and a line of spiritual energy touched the water stains on the table.
In an instant, the water stains on the table condensed into shiny ice.
Chen Yang looked at the frozen water stains and saw clearly his face at this time.
"Ye Liubo."
He whispered.
At this time, his face met Ye Liubo, a disciple of the Xuanqing Sect and the original owner of the Thunder Sword.
It's just that it took so long that Chen Yang couldn't remember the scars or acne marks on Ye Liubo's face, so these details didn't appear on the mask, but they were 90% similar.
Tian Xingjian smiled evilly and said, "This person must be your enemy, right?"
Chen Yang turned his head and glanced at Tian Xingjian blankly.
He really didn't intend to blame Xuan Qingzong after doing bad things, but he just felt uncomfortable becoming an adult.
Looking at the scarred man Tian Xingjian turned into, Chen Yang asked: "What did you do to become this person?"
Tian Xingjian glanced at his mouth and said, "Just a bandit."
Chen Yang didn't ask any more questions and looked at his face carefully.
He reached out and groped his face, but the feeling on his face did not change at all, as if there was no barrier mask.
"How to remove the mask?"
Chen Yang groped around the edges of his cheeks for a while, but couldn't find any fitting gaps. The mask seemed to have grown on his face, and he couldn't help but frown.
"Close your eyes, hold your breath and try again."
Tian Xingjian said.
Chen Yang nodded, closed his eyes, held his breath, and reached out to touch his cheek.
Sure enough, this time he touched the edge of the mask.
With a pull, the mask was pulled off by Chen Yang.
Chen Yang restored his original appearance.
"What a powerful magic weapon."
Chen Yang couldn't help but sigh in admiration.
Yuan Fei snorted coldly, looking very disdainful.
"Master Yuan, this mask was also created by the disciples of Qianji Palace?"
Chen Yang asked casually.
Yuan Fei was startled for a moment, then calmed down quickly and said, "I've never heard of Qianji Palace."
Chen Yang didn't take it seriously. He had long seen that Yuan Fei was very good at using the Thousand Machine Sword Box and the Thousand Machine Cauldron, so he must be inextricably linked to the Thousand Machine Palace.
However, Yuan Fei didn't say anything, and Chen Yang didn't ask any more questions.
He put on his mask again, stood up, and said, "We're ready to go."
"Wait a minute, put on Baiyanggu's clothes first."
Tian Xingjian took out three white robes from the storage bag and said.