"This little guy is not so arrogant that he thinks that he can complete the carving with just a knife! It seems that this top-level bluestone will be ruined by him." Seeing Qin Mo performing like this, Santa couldn't help but smile bitterly.

I shook my head, after all, I am still young.

From ancient times to the present, there are not many people who can carve a top-quality statue with a knife, but they are all powerful people with extraordinary achievements in carving attainments, such as the craftsman Lu Ban. It is rumored that the craftsman Lu Ban only uses one finger.

, you can easily complete a top-quality statue in the realm of returning to the truth.

There is also Taishan, the disciple of the craftsman Lu Ban, who had just used a knife to easily complete a top-quality statue in the realm of divineness before becoming the main god. All of the two above achieved the highest level of carving.

How could Qin Mo compare to existence?

"It's really a newborn calf who is not afraid of tigers, and ignorant people are fearless!" Seeing Qin Mo gesturing with an ordinary knife, a hint of mockery appeared on the corner of Lu Luotian's mouth, looking like he was watching a show.

Although Lu Luotian did not understand the method of carving, due to his identity, he had watched many carving works on-site carving works by carving masters. All of them carefully prepared several tools like Shi Hongshan. Qin Mo in front of him was just using a small handful.

Dagger. This made Lu Luotian feel that Qin Mo didn't know how to carve at all, and was just pretending.

Qin Mo ignored the fingers and pointed others, but was immersed in a familiar picture. A group of half-sized children kept working hard under a willow tree day and night, sweating. Under the willow tree, it was full of

The gentle and kind smiles and eager scolding of uncles and aunts also hide a lot of care and care. All of these are witnessed by the willow tree standing silently next to the square.

The wind blows and sunshine, and it never makes it bow its head and bend. The more violent the wind is, the thicker its branches will be. The more violent the sun is, the more luxuriant its branches and leaves will be. No matter how day and night change, spring goes and autumn comes, it always stands silently.

There, holding your head up and chest up, is so solo and proud.

As the past scenes continued to appear in Qin Mo's mind, the willow tree looks clearer and clearer. The rough tree poles like dragons, green, and the thin willows hanging down and swinging in the wind slowly with

The bluestone veins that transformed in Qin Mo's mind perfectly overlapped.

Qin Mo's fingers were jumping faster and faster. The ordinary dagger was now in the slender five fingers, as if it was spiritual, flashing happily, and light quickly fell into the bluestone like a dragonfly sifting water.

"Puff, puff, puff!" Countless fine powders flowed from the bluestone like quicksand to the ground, forming small mounds of soil. As time passed, a proud tree-shaped outline slowly appeared in everyone's sight

middle.

The original sarcastic and noisy sound around gradually disappeared, replaced by surprise and shock. Qin Mo's seemingly clumsy movements seemed so beautiful at this moment. When he turned and moved, he was like a dancing girl dancing in front of the hall, pleasing to the eye.

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"Without any fluctuations of spiritual power, is he using pure physical strength? He has strong wrist power and has reached the control of entering the micro realm. The drop point of the knife tip is not a slight difference!" He originally had no hope for Qin Mo.

The Sangta saw that Qin Mo was as stable as Mount Tai, and simply used his wrist to perfectly control the direction of the knife, and had reached the state of as much as he wanted that many carving masters dreamed of.

Santa could not sit still at this time, and his face turned red and quickly approached Qin Mo. The audience, who had originally formed a circle, was squeezed aside and was so dissatisfied that they were about to shout, but when they saw clearly the next one.

When the old man is, he respectfully lets him stand aside.

"The will move as your heart, the body moves as you please, the knife moves like a dragon! It's been hundreds of years, but I didn't expect to see this legendary carving technique on a young man!" At this time, Santa was excited like a child, half-bearing.

My body clenched my fists, and even my body trembled slightly with excitement.

"Hehe, Grandpa Sang, please pay attention to your image!" Wang Haiyue, who was following Santa, hurriedly stretched out her jade arm to support the excited Santa, giggled with her teeth, and looked at Qin Mo with curiosity.

With a hint of surprise.

"Hmph, noisy and favourable, flashy and unreal!" Lu Luotian, who had been watching Haiyue's body, looked along with Haiyue's gaze. When he saw Qin Mo's elegant and smooth movement, he let out a cold snorting disdain, with a handsome face.

A hint of haze rose.

Just as Qin Mo was trapped in the artistic conception of carving selflessness, an old man and a group of young men appeared on Donglin Street, walking towards the direction of the sculpture guild.

"Sir, you have had a meal just now. Why did you suddenly want to go to the Carving Guild?" A young man in white clothes was following behind him and asked with a voice.

"Yes, Dean, we are all studying whether the "Qin Mo" who is now popular is the guy we know. Why did he suddenly come here?" His figure looks like a ball-like fat head

The big-eared young man muttered dissatisfiedly.

"Hong Li, Fatty Zhou, haven't you heard from the restaurant just now? The carving guild is competing with the carving skills! Don't forget that in addition to being a powerful warrior, our dean is also a noble carving

Master.” A young man in purple clothes and a noble face shook his folding fan in his hand and said with a smile.

"Shut up, you three guys fly around in my ears like flies all day long, it's so noisy. If anyone makes a sound, go back to the station obediently!" The old man seemed very good

Impatient, I blew my beard and stared at me and scolded me.

"Okay, dear dean, we don't say anything! Don't rush us back to the suffocating station!" The fat-headed and big-eared young man hurriedly shook his head like a rattle and said. If Qin Mo was

Here, you will definitely recognize that are not the people of Grandpa Lu, Wu Yifan, Zhou Xiaoban and others?

Lushan was obviously very familiar with Donglin Street. After scolding the three annoying little guys, he walked towards the carving guild hundreds of meters away like a dragon and tiger step. Wu Yifan, Zhou Xiaopang and Fan Hongli met.

He smiled bitterly and hurriedly followed, no longer daring to speak. He was obviously very familiar with Lushan's temperament.

"Sorry, everyone, the guild will not be open to the public today. Please come again if you choose a day." A middle-aged man with a guard stretched out his hand to stop Lu Shan and others who were about to enter the guild, and said indifferently.

"It's been decades, and the bad rules of the guild have not changed at all!" Lu Shan snorted coldly in dissatisfaction, looked over the white jade arch in a complicated manner, took out an ancient bronze token from his arms and threw it over.

The middle-aged guard looked carefully at the token. When he saw a small word Lu in the lower right corner of the bronze token, his expression suddenly became respectful. He hurriedly handed the token back to Lushan with both hands. "It turned out to be Master Lu, please ask Master."

You forgive me!"

"Master Lu, please come in!" After saying that, the guard quickly retreated aside and gave up the door.

"Yeah!" Lu Shan took his eyes back from the white jade arch, nodded and responded, and walked up the steps, and walked in. Seeing this, Wu Yifan and the other two behind him hurriedly followed in.

"Wow, there are so many statues. Look, this one is just like a real person. It's so wonderful! My little son, these statues are much higher-end than those in your palace!" When Zhou Xiaopang saw dozens of neatly placed on both sides of the hall, each with various shapes.

When the strange statue was like a child who had entered the city for the first time, he exclaimed, then stretched out his thick palms and groped one by one.

"Please, Fatty Zhou, Xianyang Sculpture Guild is the general guild of the entire derivative continent. Which statues that can be placed here are not written by famous teachers? How can my decorations be compared with those here!" Wu Yifan on the side heard it

Roll your eyes straight and laughed and scolded

"Look, it's so lively, it should be the place for the competition! Come and take a look!" When Zhou Xiaopang saw that there were many people gathering from the center of the hall, he couldn't help but scream excitedly, twisting his body all over his body.

Go over.

"Okay, just calm me down! Otherwise I will throw him out!" Lu Shan picked up Zhou Xiaopang who was running forward and threw it behind him. After shouting harshly, he took a light step

Walked towards the center of the hall.

"Let's go, I heard that the most important thing for carving masters to disturb them when creating. Let's move lighter!" Looking at Zhou Xiaopang, who was grinning with pain while touching his butt, Wu Yifan suppressed his smile and explained,

He heeled up lightly.

"So amazing, I am worthy of being a carving master. I can't even see the shadow of the carving knife!" Fan Hongli, who had just stepped into the initial stage of King Wu, looked at Shi Hongshan with shock and said.

"Yifan, have you seen clearly? Oh? Yifan!" Fan Hongli touched Wu Yifan beside him with his hand. When he found that Wu Yifan had no reaction, Fan Hongli couldn't help but turn his head and look at Wu Yifan in surprise.

Yifan, what are you looking at? You are so fascinated!"

Fan Hongli couldn't help but follow Wu Yifan's gaze. When he saw the familiar figure in the scene, he couldn't help but be stunned and said blankly, "I'm not dazzled, isn't that boy Qin Mo? What is he doing here

!Oh my God, he wasn't the one who competed with the carving master!"

"Hey, what are you two guys watching? You are so fascinated!" Zhou Xiaopang's big fat face, which was as fat as a ball, came up curiously. When his eyes passed through the figure in the crowd, Douli was on the ground.

His big eyes were wide open, as if he had seen something incredible, and he said, "Then, isn't that Qin Mo? Why did he come here? When did he come to Xianyang? When did he become a carving master?

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"This little guy actually came here! No wonder he has disappeared for so long!" At this time, Lu Shan also found Qin Mo's figure. His wrinkled face suddenly stretched a lot, and he chose an inconspicuous place to quiet.

Watch it quietly.

I don't know when, the 100-meter-long arched hall quietly lit up white crystal lamps, illuminating the entire hall as bright as day. Outside the street, the sunset was setting, and it was dusk. But the onlookers in the hall had already seen it.

I was fascinated by the fact that I was completely unknown about what happened outside of me.
Chapter completed!