Seeing Lin Yige taking out his spiritual sword, he ordered himself to come closer. Although Shang Wubing didn't know why, he still followed his orders after taking a few steps.
If Immortal Lin wanted to kill him directly with a single blow, why would he wait until he made a blood contract?
Lin Yige threw out a soundproof array plate prepared by Master Fufeng's nephew, and then held up a sword flower with his spiritual sword.
While using the familiar feel, his spiritual consciousness was comforting the dissatisfied Gengxin Sword.
After repeatedly ensuring that she was only temporarily using the unknown spiritual sword to do some trivial things, and not to replace Geng Xin, she settled down.
Lin Yige breathed a sigh of relief and turned to Shang Wubing with an approachable smile.
"Don't move, just 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 do you want the immortal to do to me?"
"Of course I'm going to help you change your face so that you look the same as Shang Xinsi so that you can hide it from the outside world." Lin Yige raised the spirit sword and said, "Here, take the little statue of Shang Xinsi yourself."
Shang Wubing couldn't help but raise his hand and touch his face, feeling extremely conflicted in his heart.
It's not because of "the physical appearance is influenced by the parents", but because compared to the male and female appearance of the 18th Young Master, who is more feminine, he is extremely satisfied with his extremely masculine, masculine and handsome appearance.
After careful calculation, the head of the Shang family is his distant ancestor seven generations away, and he is the grandson of the family head seven generations away.
But he looks more like the patriarch than the eighteenth son of the patriarch!
But the blood contract has been completed, how dare he refuse?
If this was what he had to go through to become a member of the Tianwuzong, and considering the various resources that the Eighteenth Young Master could enjoy, he could only grit his teeth and accept it!
Shang Wubing held the small statue in both hands and raised it to his face, when he suddenly remembered something.
"Prince Lin, in fact, neither the master of the house nor his wife have ever met the Eighteenth Young Master. Even if you want to ask me to take over, there is no need..."
Lin Yige has already thought about how to make trouble in Shang Wubing's face.
Hearing what Shang Wubing said that the head of the Shang family had never seen Jiang Yan, he couldn't help but frown.
"Silence!" Lin Yige interrupted Shang Wubing's last struggle, "I will be quick."
After finishing his words, Lin Yige secretly recited the magic formula.
Finger-thick diamond vines sprouted out of the ground and tightly bound Shang Wubing's torso, limbs, and forehead.
While he was unable to move, Lin Yige closed his eyes, raised his sword and took a step forward.
Swish, brush, brush!
The sword flashed, and flesh and blood flew everywhere.
After a few breaths, Lin Yige put away the sword.
The warm liquid seeped out slowly, gathered into a trickle, and slid down the chest along the mandible.
Only then did Shang Wubing feel the pain on his face and let out a miserable cry.
Lin Yige frowned and glared at him. This was just a minor injury, but howling like a ghost or a wolf?
She performed another Spring Breeze Transformation into Rain Technique, drawing in spiritual energy and gently brushing it against Shang Wuyi's bloody face.
Within a moment, the bleeding on Shang Wubing's face stopped, and scabs formed visibly to the naked eye, and the scabs fell off, revealing new white and tender skin.
Shang Wubing breathed a sigh of relief, but he didn't expect the immortal to stab him with his sword again!
After carefully repeating the previous steps several times, Lin Yige poured water to rinse his face clean, and thoughtfully put on a water mirror for him to look at.
Shang Wubing's silver teeth almost broke into pieces. After finally seeing his processed face, he was stunned.
"Ah? This...is this me?"
Isn't this exactly the face of the 18th Young Master?
The only difference is the dimples on the 18th Young Master's lips.
As long as you don't smile, you can't tell.
At this moment, Gengxin is well-behaved and quiet.
The master is right, such a trivial matter must be left to other spirit swords!
Lin Yige shook off the spiritual sword in his hand and recited the incantation to withdraw the pile of diamond vines.
Shang Wubing's ability to remain motionless was all due to the wood attribute technique she had just begun practicing in the past few days - the Wither and Rise of Grass and Trees technique!
"How about it? I'm pretty good at my craft, right?"
She was quite proud of herself. After returning to Heming Mountain, she relied solely on practicing basic swordsmanship to consolidate her cultivation.
Naturally, the swordsmanship practiced in these three days was not in vain.
Coupled with the foundation in the previous life, it is a trivial matter to just use a sword to remove the shells of raw bird eggs and leave membranes on them.
Shang Wubing's face is a bit big. After a little sculpting, he is 99% similar to Jiang Yan.
"After you join the Tianwu Sect and practice for a few years, you will gradually regain your original appearance. 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, you can make up your own mind."
Shang Wubing, no, Shang Xinsi realized Lin Xianchang's good intentions at this time.
This is to allow him to replace the Eighteenth Young Master naturally without any flaws!
After all, the appearance and bone structure of the Eighteenth Young Master have not yet been completely finalized, and some slight changes can be explained as the result of growing up.
In this way, there is no need to do anything with the little statue made by the monk, and within a few years, the swarming bees and butterflies attracted by the face of the 18th Young Master can be driven away.
only……
"Chang Lin, the villain has taken over the Young Master's position, but he doesn't have the Young Master's spiritual roots! How can you help the villain join the Tianwu Sect?"
"Don't worry about this. You also have the spiritual roots of water and earth, but you are just qualified enough to practice."
Lin Yige smiled slyly, "Although your spiritual roots are poor, your muscles and bones are excellent. Becoming a disciple of Tianwuzong is a sure thing."
"Shang Xinsi's" muscles, bones, flesh and skin seemed to have been tempered for thousands of times, and he was at a young age, which just met the Tianwu Sect's criteria for selecting disciples.
Lin Yige only helped people change their appearance, and did nothing else. He arranged for an undercover agent to sneak into the Tianwuzong.
After changing his mind, Shang Xinsi's expression suddenly changed.
So, didn't he do something stupid?
I didn’t get anything, and I even made a blood contract!
No, you can’t say that you didn’t get anything.
As a result, he took over everything from the Eighteenth Young Master, and was able to get rid of all those incompetent family members who were connected by blood when he was Shang Wubing!
After he successfully joins the Tianwuzong, he will find a way to unlock the blood contract. This will also be a sure-profit deal!
After Shang Xin thought about it, he immediately put away the small statue and bowed his head to Lin Xian to thank him.
Lin Yige casually threw the used spirit sword to Shang Xinsi and said, "If there is anything important in the future, I will find a way to contact you."
Shang Xin breathed a sigh of relief and took the spirit sword, "Thank you, Immortal!"
"If we are destined to meet outside, you should only think of me as Lin Xisheng of the Guiyi Sect, and I will think of you as Shang Xinsi of the Tianwu Sect. Your relationship with me must not be exposed."
"It's natural!"
Shang Xin paused for a moment, then repeated his old tune and asked, "Mr. Lin, have you really never seen my eighteenth young master?"
After all, he is the fake Shang Xinsi, and what he is most worried about now is that the real owner will come forward to snatch this hard-won identity.
If the matter is exposed, I can't imagine the consequences.
"I've never seen him before." Naturally, Lin Yige would not trust "Shang Xinsi" completely because of a blood contract. "Instead of worrying about this, you should go to Tianwuzong as soon as possible to participate in the disciple selection."
Shang Xinsi suddenly realized that Immortal Lin was reminding himself that he must strike first to gain the upper hand!
To put it bluntly, the Eighteenth Young Master did not have any certificate on his body to prove his identity.
As long as he first establishes Shang Xinsi's identity...
"Thanks to Immortal Lin for reminding me! It's late, little one... I'll just say goodbye!"
After Shang Xin had left, Lin Yige patted Geng Xin on his waist and said, "Let's go to Si'an County."