Wang Lin picked up the gold on the table and threw it in a small box next to it, without even looking at it.
Regarding the wood carvings in the shop, except for the carvings of his parents and relatives, Wang Lin didn't care at all. In his opinion, these things are just tools for calming his mind and understanding the way of heaven.
He believes that when he can carve a person or a monster with a cultivation base of the transformation stage, his cultivation base will definitely make a breakthrough.
Daniel left the shop in a daze, and while walking, he muttered to himself, not knowing what he was muttering.
Wang Lin took a sip of fruit wine and continued to immerse himself in the carving. With his carving, some sawdust fell, and the pieces of wood in his hand gradually took shape, revealing a majestic breath, but this breath was completely restricted to the wood carving. Within, cannot spread out.
With each knife cut, this breath will regain a point. Slowly, a thick dragon, revealing its rudiment on the wood carving, but at this moment, the carving knife in Wang Lin's hand hesitated.
He was silent for a long time, sighed, his right hand turned around, the carving knife disappeared, his left hand was thrown back at random, and the semi-finished wood carving in his hand was thrown aside by him. There was a big box, inside the box, it was already placed. There are more than ten semi-finished wood carvings.
If you look closely at these wood carvings, you will find that there are beasts in them, such as Meng Tuozi, Ancient Emperor, Liu Demon Lord, high-grade spirit beasts, and even wild beasts...
Although these wood carvings are not the same, they are surprisingly similar.
Wang Lin has tried many times over the past year, but he still couldn't portray the people and beasts who transformed into gods.
He was silent a little. Close his eyes slightly. Suddenly outside of his body. A palm-wide red mist appeared.
The red mist is evil. At this time of year. The shrinking speed has doubled, and it has been compressed to such an extent by Wang Lin. For this progress. Wang Lin was quite satisfied. For a year. He didn't actually compress it forcibly, but after having this thought. There will be a series of actions naturally.
Wang Lin believes. Give him another year. He can take this evil spirit. Compressed all to the limit. Although compressing evil spirits has nothing to do with improving cultivation level or understanding the way of heaven.
But Wang Lin always feels. If you let these evil spirits dissipate. Then he will regret it in the future. It is this kind of vigor for the future that a person of Taoism has cultivated to a certain level. Wang Lin did not hesitate. Started to compress condensedly.
At this time. From outside the shop came the hearty voice of Daniel's father: "Brother Wang. Your sister-in-law made some good dishes today. Come and eat some. Let's have some drinks with brothers."
Wang Lin opened his eyes. His eyes flashed with deep light. Slowly the light dissipated. Finally disappeared completely. Wang Lin at this time. He became a mortal again. He is carrying a hip flask. After two steps. After hesitating, he took out the gold from the small box. Went out.
Besides, the young man surnamed Xu, sitting on the carriage at this time, his heart was pounding wildly. He looked at the coat wrapped in his hand and added his lips, with a hint of joy in his eyes.
He didn't expect that this time he would come home to visit his parents and meet such strange people, who could actually carve such wood carvings. You must know that the only hobby of the prince in this life is to like this kind of objects.
Whether it is made of stone or wood, in short, no matter what kind of material, as long as it is carved into shape, it belongs to the prince's favorite thing.
The elder son is a filial son. If he offered this wood carving himself, the elder son would definitely appreciate him. Thinking of this, the young man surnamed Xu immediately took a deep breath.
This team of more than ten carriages drove away in Kyoto at a very fast speed, but he still wanted the carriage to be faster so that he could return to the palace as soon as possible.
After a long time, the carriage stopped, and the young man surnamed Xu immediately pushed the car door and jumped down, hurriedly toward the mansion.
In the Dongyuan of the mansion, the young man surnamed Xu stopped outside a rather gorgeous palace, and said loudly: "His Royal Highness, Xu Tao has something to see."
After a while, a lazy voice came from the palace: "Xu Tao, didn't you go home to visit relatives? Why did you come back so soon? Let's talk about something tomorrow."
Vaguely, Xu Tao heard a few soft words in the hall, and he hesitated. It is said that it is not convenient for him to disturb at this time, but he is quite confident in the thing in his arms. After hesitating, he gritted his teeth and said, "My son There is indeed something important in Xia. When I went home to visit relatives this time, I found a wooden sculpture in Xia. If the prince sees this wooden sculpture, he will be delighted."
There was a moment of silence in the hall, a little, the voice with a hint of dissatisfaction, and said: "Come in, if the thing you took is not what you said, this month's reward, you are gone."
Xu Tao hurriedly walked in, and saw that inside the palace, there was a big bed covered by white gauze from the ceiling. A slightly pale young man, wearing a purple robe, sat on the edge of the bed with a slightly gloomy look. .
Xu Tao put his middle jacket on the ground and opened it gently, revealing the wood carving of the dragon inside.
The young man's eyes sharpened at the moment he saw the wood carving, his body abruptly stood up, walked a few times quickly, grabbed the wood carving with his right hand, and already held the wood carving in his hand.
When Xu Tao was about to remind, the young man exclaimed, and then flipped his right hand, the wood carving disappeared from his hand, his eyes lit up with a strong light, and he laughed and said, "Okay, Xu Tao, remember your great work!"
As he said, he slapped a seemingly ordinary shattered pocket on his waist, and suddenly a purple air radiated from it. After wrapping his whole body, it disappeared instantly. At this time, the young man was already wearing a purple robe.
At the moment when the purple gas emerged, a breeze blew in the palace, and the white gauze on the big bed was blown by a corner, revealing two beautiful bodies on the bed in two tender calls.
Xu Tao glanced involuntarily, and after swallowing and spitting, he immediately lowered his head without looking.
This young man is not an extraordinary person, but a monk, but his cultivation base is not high, only the eighth level of the condensing period.
He looked at Xu Tao. He saw Xu Tao's eyes just now, so he smiled and said, "Mei Ji, come out, today, you belong to Xu Tao!"
A groan|moan came from the bed, and suddenly a graceful body, walked down from the bed, pulled the dazed Xu Tao, and walked away from the side door.
The youth flashed his eyes and hurriedly left the palace.
The young man went straight all the way to the main hall in the center of the palace. When he was still outside the hall, he heard bursts of music and his father's bold laughter.
Outside this hall, there were rows of guards standing. These guards immediately knelt on one knee when they saw the young man. The young man hurried past and walked directly into the hall.
I saw two cases in the main hall. Two monks wearing Taoist robes were sitting behind them. Although they all wore Taoist robes, the colors were different, one black and the other green.
Among them, the monk wearing a black Taoist robe kept his eyes closed, turning a deaf ear to these singing and dancing music.
The other monk in the green shirt smiled and looked at the singer and dancing sleeves in the middle.
Above the main hall, sitting a rather handsome middle-aged man, this man is not lacking in majesty in his handsome appearance, and the whole person looks quite a high-ranking posture.
After the young man entered the hall, the middle-aged man laughed and said, "If you don't have fun in the palace, why did you come here for your father?"
The young man first saluted the two monks respectfully, then looked at the middle-aged man, and said, "Father, look at this thing!" As he said, he flipped his right hand, and suddenly the wood carving of the dragon dragon was placed on the floor of the main hall. .
At this moment, the monk in the green shirt who had been watching the singer suddenly condensed his eyes, and fell on the wooden sculpture.
The monk in Qingshan stood up suddenly, and he stepped forward to the woodcarving. After taking a closer look, he took a breath and said, "This is..." He had already guessed in his heart, but he didn't dare to confirm. .
"This is a woodcarving!" The black-clothed monk, who kept his eyes closed, opened his eyes at this moment, revealing a strange light, and said slowly.
The monk in Qingshan who was in front of the woodcarving suddenly stunned, and said with a wry smile: "Brother, of course I know this is a woodcarving. I mean what this woodcarving carved."
The black-clothed monk, who was called as his senior, pondered for a while, then slowly said, "I haven't seen it."
Brother Qingshan suddenly smiled bitterly, and he was used to seeing this brother's weirdness.
The middle-aged man sitting in the top position stared at the wood carving and smiled: "Two immortals, what's so strange about this thing?"
The green shirt monk who was in front of the woodcarving grabbed the woodcarving, and suddenly a breath of vicissitudes of life hit his face. This breath was so big that he was immediately shocked. He who has the cultivation base in the middle stage of foundation construction, he actually has a kind of body building foundation. Feeling about to collapse, quickly let go under the horror.
His brother, the black-clothed monk flicked his sleeve, and the wood carving flew up and was held in his hand. The monk's complexion was suddenly pale, and the golden core in his body was almost unstable. After a long time, he gradually controlled the fluctuation of the golden core.
The wood sculpture made by Wang Lin, the higher the level of cultivation, the greater the feeling. On the contrary, if it is a mortal, the impact will not be too great.
"This thing is definitely not an idle woodcarving. The beast carved on it is almost exactly the same as the flood dragon recorded in the classics of our school!" The black-clothed monk slowly said.
"Senior brother, didn't you just say you haven't seen it? Why do you say it's a flood dragon now?" Brother Qingshan said with a weird expression.
The black-clothed monk glanced at Junior in amazement, with an incredible color in his eyes, and said: "Junior, I finally know why you haven't broken through your cultivation base..."
Brother Qingshan twitched his face and said nothing.
"I have never seen the beast carved by this woodcarving, but I didn't say that I didn't know it." The black monk sighed and said.
Brother Qingshan was almost unstable, spurting blood, and after a long time, he smiled bitterly. For this brother, he was convinced.