A month passed in a hurry. Chen Hao, Helian Wuzi and Mo Yuyi, under the grand farewell ceremony of the city lord's palace and the three major families, carried simple luggage and embarked on the road to the capital...
None of the three have traveled far. Although they have cultivation levels close to the peak of martial arts masters, they have no experience in martial arts.
From Yunzhou City to Daqian City, the capital of the Zhenyuan Kingdom, it can be reached in one day for Fang Yuan and other masters who can fly. But for Chen Hao and the others, it will take at least half a month.
"Drive, drive, drive..."
Chen Hao and the other three were sitting in a luxurious carriage arranged by the city lord Li Ran. No one was looking down on anyone, and there was nothing they could do about it.
Mo Yuyi's sword-loving quotient is almost zero. He is always holding the big and generous sword, his eyes are gentle and affectionate, and his hands are gently stroking the sword from beginning to end, as if caressing his lover.
The smooth and delicate skin is so intoxicating that Chen Hao can get goosebumps all over his body just by looking at it...
Not to mention Helian Wuzi, who had an indifferent look on his face and kept away from strangers, and gave Chen Hao a vicious look from time to time. That look was clearly a "humiliation" to Chen Hao, and he still harbored a grudge. It's just that
It's just that I don't have the ability to teach Chen Hao a lesson for the time being. Otherwise, Chen Hao can be sure that this girl will definitely fight as soon as possible...
After estimating that the distance was about the same, Chen Hao lifted the curtains on the rear window of the carriage and looked at the crowd who were already several miles away...
Chen Hao knew that they should no longer be able to see him, at least they couldn't see his face clearly.
But Chen Hao's eyesight was much higher than that of ordinary people. As he narrowed his eyes slightly, he could clearly see the crowd in the distance...
The mother who was looking up and up, the sister with tears on her face, the brother who pursed his lips tightly to try not to cry, and the Ergouzi who gently hugged his brother's shoulders, pouted, frowned, and stared in his own direction, like
What is little Ling'er thinking about...
Xiao Mei looked up with a glint of light shining in her eyes, gazing tenderly, as if she had a thousand words to say but did not say a word when she was leaving...
Chen Hao looked at the faces, with a faint and knowing smile on his lips, waved gently to the distance, and suddenly closed the curtains...
A small knife and a small rectangular piece of wood appeared strangely in Chen Hao's hands.
The cold light shining from the knife made Helian Wuzi turn his gaze slightly. Helian Wuzi curled his lips when he saw Chen Hao holding the knife in one hand and the wood in the other, staring blankly at the wood.
"Whoosh whoosh whoosh..."
Suddenly, Chen Hao's eyes did not change. He was still staring blankly at the wood in his hand, but the right hand holding the knife suddenly moved. The knife suddenly made a slight "swish" sound, and cold light radiated from his hand.
When he came out, the knife seemed to have spirituality, and it jumped and spun strangely in Chen Hao's fingers!
Sometimes fast and sometimes slow, as if dancing on the notes, the "swish" sound is the accompaniment...
Helian Wuzi couldn't help but widen her eyes.
At this time, Mo Yuyi, who was in a state of obsession, was also attracted by the knife in Chen Hao's hand, completely forgetting about his "lover" who was still waiting for his touch.
Chen Hao's expression became more and more focused, and his left hand holding the wood remained motionless, as if in a state of absolute stillness, which contrasted with the increasingly dreamy sword light in his right hand, which was still and moved...
After a full two minutes, Chen Hao's eyes suddenly shrank, and the flickering light of the sword suddenly fell on the wood in his left hand. It suddenly made a hissing sound, and pieces of tiny sawdust fell from his hand. A piece of rotten wood unexpectedly
It showed vitality at an astonishing speed, becoming convex and concave, exquisite and graceful...
What shocked Helian Wuzi and Mo Yuyi was that Chen Hao obviously didn't use any Yuan Power, and the wood was obviously hard sandalwood, but it was like tofu without any hindrance under his knife...
“What a sharp knife!”
This is the idea shared by Helian Wuzi and Mo Yuyi.
But what they didn't know was that the knife was not as sharp as they imagined. It was no different from an ordinary knife. What was sharp was Chen Hao's heart!
Chen Hao's mind seemed to be completely integrated into the texture of the hard sandalwood. He could clearly sense the extremely fine textures. The blade could easily cut along the textures without much force. Within a month,
It took him a whole month without breaking through to this realm, but now, because of the moment of gazing, he reached the first realm that his father said, the combination of eyes, hands, swords, hearts, objects, and the five realms.
one……
In this subtle state of mind, Chen Hao seemed to be integrated into nature, and the aura around him became ethereal and unreal. Helian Wuzi and Mo Yuyi clearly saw Chen Hao, but they felt that they were in two different worlds.
, only the fluttering sawdust and the gradually revealing outlines of the pattern that became clearer made them understand that Chen Hao was carving...
Lifelike figures were born under Chen Hao's knife. Mother, sister, younger brother, Er Gouzi, Xiao Ling'er, Xiao Jishan, Xiao Jifei... The faces that Chen Hao saw just now all appeared one after another on a hand that was not much bigger than a palm.
On the wood, expressions, postures, facial features... Although there is no color rendering, anyone who sees these figures seems to be able to see everyone's mood...
Chen Hao's knife gave them emotions and spirituality, and used the knife to realize each person's mood. This is truly lifelike. Chen Hao can only do this by seeing through and seeing through each person's feelings and mood.
"Hiss..."
Another figure appeared in the eyes of Mo Yuyi and Helian Wuzi. It was graceful and exquisite, with a delicate body looking up and up, and a face without facial features gradually appeared. Based on their understanding of Chen Hao, just seeing this figure, they
It was determined that the last small piece of sandalwood left was to be carved by his personal instructor Xiao Mei...
but……
When Chen Hao's flowing knife touched his facial features, he suddenly trembled slightly and stopped. There seemed to be a trace of confusion and confusion in his eyes, and he stared blankly at the last process, but he could no longer
Unable to draw the knife...
Chen Hao slowly closed his eyes, as if he was deep in thought. After two minutes, a bitter, vicissitudes of smile escaped from the corner of his mouth, and he murmured three words as if no one was watching: "Silly girl..."
"
At this moment, both Helian Wuzi and Mo Yuyi trembled. They felt like children in front of Chen Hao. Especially looking at Chen Hao's slightly immature face, they both felt extremely
weird.
Then, Chen Hao raised his knife and dropped it. Xiao Mei was not very beautiful, but her charming, gentle and affectionate face was born under Chen Hao's knife...
"call……"
With a flash of light, the knife disappeared into Chen Hao's hand. Chen Hao held up the wood carving and gently blew off the fine sawdust on the wood carving. His eyes were soft, with a faint smile, and he stared at the lifelike faces.
I whispered in my heart: "Whether it is now or in the future, you will share my glory and splendor... In this life, I am no longer alone... This feeling is so good!"