Chapter 1736

Liu Yuqing takes the mask, looks at it and looks at Song Qingfeng.

"Qingfeng, you don't want us to go out wearing this mask, do you?" Mother song looks embarrassed. She's going out with this mask, and the villagers think she's out of her mind.

"Mother, just try on the mask." Song Qingfeng said with a mysterious smile.

Song's mother put the mask on her face with suspicion. As soon as the mask was put on her face, it turned into a white light and disappeared without a trace.

Looking at Song's mother again, she has recovered to her former appearance.

"It's amazing!" The faces of song and his father were shocked. They couldn't believe it if they hadn't seen it with their own eyes.

Song's mother touched her face, "why is the mask missing?"

"This is an illusion mask. When you wear it on your face, you can transform it into all kinds of shapes you want to become. You haven't practiced it yet, and you can't control it." Song Qingfeng explained that he took off the mask on his face at the same time to let people see his true appearance.

"I was afraid that you would be scared, so I also wore the illusion mask." He's younger now than he was ten years ago. If he didn't wear a mask, they wouldn't recognize him.

Everyone nodded, and song's father and Liu Yuqing put their masks on their faces.

"It's amazing that you don't even feel like wearing a mask." Song father rubbed as like as two peas.

"Dad, give me a mask, too." When song Ziyuan saw that his mother and grandparents had masks, he was filled with envy.

Song Qingfeng rubbed song Ziyuan's hair and said, "Dad has something better for you."

"What?" Song Ziyuan looks forward to it.

Song Qingfeng took out a storage bag and handed it to song Ziyuan, "this is a storage bag. There is a room so big in it. You can put all your things in it." Ziyuan doesn't have divine consciousness yet, and he can't open the storage ring to him, but the storage bag is different, as long as the blood contract can be used.

"Thank you, Dad. How can I use this?" Song Ziyuan happily took the bag and began to study it. Some of this storage bag is like a purse, only the size of a palm. Its mouth is sealed. He can't open it even after trying. He doesn't know how to put things in it.

"This can only be used with a drop of your blood. Are you afraid of pain?" Song Qingfeng dotes on Song Ziyuan, his eyes are full of gentle smile.

"Not afraid." Song Ziyuan shook his head and bit his finger in the entrance. Then he put the blood on his finger on the storage bag.

Song Qingfeng smiles, reaches for song Ziyuan's injured hand, takes out a jade bottle, opens it, and drops a light green liquid on Song Ziyuan's injured finger. Then he sees that the wound is recovering at the speed visible to the naked eye, and soon the wound disappears.

"It's gone." Song Ziyuan took back his hand and looked at his finger carefully. He found that there was no trace on it, not to mention the wound.

Liu Yuqing returned to their senses and shook their heads with a smile. Today brings them too much shock, so now they are getting used to it.

"Qingfeng, can you bring people back from the dead?" Asked his father. Journey to the West's taishanglaojun has the elixir to bring the dead back to life. Now Qingfeng is also an immortal. I don't know if he will have it.

"Yes." Song Qingfeng nodded. He is a five level elixir master. He can refine the elixir for a long time.