"Shihongshan, my Qing clan will definitely fight tomorrow's competition! Now, you can leave." Qing Changfeng's face was extremely cold and glared at Shihongshan, saying word by word, "Uncle Zhong, send me the stonemason god out for me!"

"Haha, OK, very good!" Seeing Qing Changfeng responding to the competition, as if Taidaoshan had already obtained it, Shi Hongshan laughed, and a hint of pride appeared on his thin lips. "Brother Changfeng, then I, Shi Hongshan, will be waiting in the guild tomorrow.

Big car!"

"By the way, remember to bring the Taishan knife with you! Haha." After saying that, Shi Hongshan waved his sleeves and walked out of the hall with his head raised. After a while, he could still hear the smug laughter coming from outside into the hall from outside.

Among them.

"Father, why did you agree to that despicable villain! Your hand..." Qingyi, who was beside him, could no longer help but ask anxiously when he saw Shi Hongshan's hateful back disappearing from his sight.

Today is different from the past. My father who lost his arm is no match for Shi Hongshan at all. Now that his father has agreed to the competition proposed by Shi Hongshan, isn’t that equivalent to handing over the Taishan sword to others? How can Qingyi not be anxious?

"If my father's hand is not broken, Shi Hongshan dare not bully him! Now it's someone who is the knife and I am the fish. If I don't agree, I have to agree!" Qing Changfeng withdrew his gaze, sighed with a lonely expression, no

As for the momentum just now, I raised my head to look at Qin Mo. "Master Qin can see through thoroughly. If it weren't for Master Qin's voice reminder, I..., forgot, forgot, I'll exchange a Taishan knife for the Qing clan.

Life is worth it.”

"Is it because Brother Mo secretly gave his father a flyer to his father for his promise? Is Brother Mo not optimistic about the current situation of the Qing family?" Thinking of this, Qingyi's face suddenly dimmed, and she lowered her head and stopped talking.

"Uncle Qing, let me come on your behalf tomorrow to meet Shi Hongshan!" Qin Mo smiled slightly, without explaining, and said so.

"You are on the stage for Qing to compete with Shi Hongshan?" Qing Changfeng was stunned when he heard what Qin Mo said, and then smiled bitterly, "If it comes to competition for martial arts, I believe that ten Shi Hongshan are not your opponents to Master Qin! But if it comes to discussing the situation, I believe that ten Shi Hongshan are not your opponent!

Competing for carving, although I am not ashamed of his character, his carving skills have indeed reached the peak of the ultimate realm. Few people can match it, Master Qin..."

"Brother Mo" "Brother Qin Mo" At this time, Qingyi and Chu Yang on the side were shocked when they heard what Qin Mo said, looking at Qin Mo, like Qing Changfeng, their eyes full of confusion.

How could Qin Mo not hear Qing Changfeng's implied? He ignored Qing Yi and Chu Yang. Instead, he looked at Qing Changfeng with clear eyes. Instead, he asked, "Uncle Qing, if tomorrow

If you go to compete with him, what is the chance of winning?"

"If my arms are intact, I am 60% sure I will beat him Shi Hongshan. Now with a one-armed body, I will definitely lose!" Qing Changfeng shook his head and gently stroked his empty left arm sleeve, with a look of loss.

And unwilling.

"Who else in the Qing clan can compete with Shi Hongshan in terms of carving skills?" Qin Mo asked again.

"It's amazing to say that there are a few carving techniques in my Qing clan, among the other branches, but if compared with Shi Hongshan, there is still a big difference." Qing Changfeng pondered for a moment, and said with a bitter expression.

In the past, in Qing Changfeng's heart, the achievements of the Qing clan in carving can be said to be at the peak. At least in the entire Xianyang City, there are only a few companies that can match it. This has always been Qing.

Changfeng's pride. Unexpectedly, as soon as he collapsed, the entire Qing clan also collapsed, and there was a pathological disagreement of green and yellow. It seemed that the head of his family had failed.

"Since that's the case, I will come on behalf of Uncle Qing tomorrow to compete with Shi Hongshan!" Qin Mo looked at Qing Changfeng with a calm expression, as if he felt the concerns of Qing Changfeng, Qingyi and others. He paused and said again and said

"Don't worry, I still understand a little about the carving skills!"

"Okay, I'll trouble you Master Qin tomorrow!" Qing Changfeng sighed and agreed helplessly! At this moment, in Qing Changfeng's heart, he was also determined to give the worst to Shi Hongshan's sword to Shi Hongshan.

Intend.

Carving a craft is profound and profound, and its mystery is no less than the laws of martial arts. It can be said to be another manifestation of the way of heaven. Qing Changfeng himself has been immersed in carving a craft for decades, but he dare not say how great it has been.

In the entire derivative continent, which famous carving master did not enter the master's realm after hundreds of years of hard practice and talent that was different from ordinary people. How old is Qin Mo now, how dare he understand it?

In this regard, Qing Changfeng did not take Qin Mo's words to heart, but just regarded it as a young man's arrogance. Who has never been young?

Seeing the expressions of Qing Changfeng and others, Qin Mo could guess what they were thinking at this moment, but he didn't explain much, but just smiled and nodded and responded.

"By the way, Uncle Qing, Sister Qingyi, Brother Chu, don't tell me about my disciple today!" The grudge between Qin Mo and Lu's family will break out sooner or later, so Qin Mo doesn't want to give the Qing family a lot of money.

Cause unnecessary trouble.

Although the Qing family is in Xianyang City, even if the Lu family is strong, even if they know their relationship with the Qing family, they will not dare to do anything blatantly. But even if they do some tricks secretly, it will be enough for the Qing family to eat a pot now.

It's right.

"Brother Qin, don't worry!" Chu Yang and Qingyi looked at each other, agreed with a cheerful smile. Regarding Qin Mo's identity, Chu Yang and Qingyi can guess at some of the past few days.

Especially the recent recent story of the rise of a young man named Qin Mo, coupled with Qin Mo killing the peak of the imperial level in the Chongqing Li Realm. These all indicate that Qin Mo's identity is about to emerge.

It is precisely because of this that Chu Yang and Qingyi became more and more respectful of Qin Mo.

"That's good!" Qin Mo nodded to Chu Yang and Qingyi, then smiled and said, "Then I will go back to the inner courtyard. I guess that boy Qingmu is already waiting urgently now!"

"Father, that Taishan Knife is your favorite. Will you really give it to that despicable and shameless person tomorrow?" After seeing Qin Mo's figure disappearing in the arch of the inner courtyard, Qingyi looked at him with some heartache as if he had been aged for dozens of years.

Father, a tear fell.

"As the situation is forced, I can only use the Taishan Knife to exchange for the safety of the entire Qing family!" Qing Changfeng looked at his daughter woodenly, turned around and walked towards the back hall. His originally erect body became hunched, like a

The old man in his twilight years.

"I really hope Brother Qin can teach that damn old thief a lesson tomorrow!" Chu Yang patted Qingyi on the shoulder and said with hatred. However, Chu Yang and Qingyi knew very well that this hope was too slim and too bad.

Realistic.

The night slowly enveloped the entire Qing Mansion, and the mottled light slowly rose, revealing a trace of light.

In a stone chamber, Qing Changfeng sat alone next to the stone platform. On the stone platform, there was a stone as big as a basin. Qing Changfeng slowly stroked the stone with his one arm, and suddenly, it was originally closed.

His eyes suddenly opened, and a ray of spurt flashed.

A green light suddenly flashed in the hands of nothing, jumping vigorously on the surface of the stone. With a slight "puff" sound, countless fine pieces of powder did not float up. In less than a moment, the clean stone platform was

It was filled with a thick layer of rock-gray powder.

The originally angular stones, accompanied by the flash of green light, countless pieces of powder fell off, slowly revealing a human-shaped outline.

"Swish, puff..." A slightly sharp voice kept echoing in the stone chamber. The blue light sometimes looked like a dragon, opening and closing, and sometimes like a dancing butterfly, gentle and elegant. As time goes by, the human figure outline is over, the outline of the human figure is over.

Becoming clearer.

From the graceful figure, it can be seen that this is a female statue. Looking at the constant statue, Qing Changfeng's eyes were filled with thick doting, and his forehead was covered with sweat beads as big as beans.

At this moment, Qing Changfeng was so focused, his right hand trembled slightly, but the slender finger was so powerful, and the blue light was flying in his fingers, just like a dragonfly squirting the water, constantly falling on the soft face.

With every flash of light, the lines on the face become softer and perfect. With the first ray of sunlight outside the window, a beautiful girl with a playful and cute face stood on the stone platform.

"Puff!" The blue light suddenly paused, and the seven-inch-long sharp blade easily pierced into the stone platform like a tofu, making a tremolo like a dragon's roar, which lasted for a long time.

"Old guy, it seems I'm really out of my heart!" Qing Changfeng, who was tired from his eyebrows, wiped off the sweat from his forehead, gasped for a moment, and then stretched out his fingers to clamp the seven-inch green knife.

.

"Puff!" The seven-inch knife jumped out of the stone platform. The sharp weapon turned out like a crescent moon, in an arc shape. The green and faint surface was carved with countless small and simple carvings, which looked so mysterious.

"Old guy, now there is only the final touch left, let's finish it!" Qing Changfeng looked at the knife sandwiched between his fingers as if he was looking at a child, revealing a sense of warmth.

"Puff, puff!" The slender and powerful fingers turned the green light and pointed at the statue on the stone platform like lightning. When the last green light disappeared into the stone chamber, a statue of a girl who seemed to be smiling appeared.

In front of the green front.

The soft and perfect lines are so natural, with slightly upturned lips and eyes flashing with cunning eyes, making the whole statue look lifelike, exactly the same as the appearance of his daughter Qingyi. Even the expression is as vivid as a real person

.

The only drawback is that if you look closely, the smile on the corner of the mouth in the statue is so far away from the smile revealed in your eyes. The coordination is not so consistent and perfect. If you ignore this, look at it as a whole.

, it is barely considered to be a second level of spiritual transmission in carving, and is already a peak work in the first level of magical similarity.

"Old guy, this should be the last statue you and me cooperate with! It can be said that it is not much inferior to myself when his arms are intact. Unfortunately, I still can't reach the realm of transmission of the spirit! The realm of transmission of the spirit is too difficult." Qingchang

Feng gently stroked the blue blade with regret, then reluctantly put it in the leather case, stood up and pushed open the stone door and walked out slowly.
Chapter completed!