Emperor of Nine Suns

After about two sticks of incense, Shen Qian was the second to complete the carving. The moment she put down the Ling Ke Dao, Shen Qian's body softened and almost fell over.

At the critical moment, Xiao Nizi firmly supported the table beside her to stabilize her body, and then slowly sat down on the chair beside her.

At this time, Shen Qian's whole body seemed to be fished out of the water. It seemed that the carving in less than an hour was more tiring than fighting desperately for days and nights.

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"Take a good rest, you're doing Bùcuò, very good."

Chu Chen said softly while working on his own carving with his heart, his tone revealing a strong sense of concern.

It's just that there was no expression on his face, and he didn't even turn his eyes to look at it. It seemed that he had devoted himself wholeheartedly to his sculpture.

"What you said, if the elder is not satisfied later, I will... I will bite you to death!"

After hearing Chu Chen's words, Shen Qian snorted softly, but she couldn't help showing a gratified smile on her face. She rubbed her temples wearily, and then immediately recovered her cultivation slowly.

By this time, most of the people's carvings are basically complete.

Not long after Shen Qian finished carving, the two men and two women who followed Huangfu Yin also completed their own carvings almost at the same time, and they all arrived after the carving, one by one sitting on the chairs panting heavily, their faces full of restraint. Live tired look.

After another incense stick, Qi Fei and Li Taixin completed their carvings one after the other.

Qi Fei still had a cold face, the indifference and rigidity on his face were like eternal ice, making it impossible to see what was going on in his heart.

On the other hand, Li Taixin had a wry smile on his face, shaking his wrist lightly while shaking his head: "Oh, time really is not forgiving. I think when I was young, I was chopping firewood in the morning until midnight. I don't feel too tired, I can't bear to carve such a small bird now..."

"Brother, when you were young, you must not have split the Jiuxuan black wood!"

Hearing Li Taixin's words, someone laughed and joked, which caused the whole room to burst into laughter.

Li Taixin shook her head with a smile, and took out an exquisite small box from the storage ring, "Come on, it's fate for us to be classmates, I have a bag of Hǎode secular Biluochun here, this is a good tea that has been sealed for decades !Although it is not as delicious as the spiritual power tea in the monk world,

This unique taste of the mortal world also has a special flavor! "

The old man was familiar with himself, and he couldn't help but carefully brew a cup of tea for everyone.

Everyone didn't reject his character, and the atmosphere in the whole bamboo building became lively in an instant, not accepting the previous lifelessness.

At this moment, even Qi Fei, who had been keeping a cold face, softened a little.

"Huh? Brother Chu, you are still busy."

After handing the quilt to Chu Chen, he realized that the carving in his hand was only more than half finished. Li Taixin asked in surprise.

Hearing his words, everyone looked at him quickly, but saw that Chu Chen was still sculpting with a calm expression, his expression was very focused, and he just smiled softly, "Well, thank you, brother, you can get the tea first Put it by my side."

"What's the situation? We finished engraving and he only engraved half of it..."

"This guy is really weird, look, how his carvings are different from ours!"

With an exclamation, everyone immediately discovered something strange.

Chu Chen has completed more than half of the carvings in his hand, unlike others who carved them according to the goshawk fighting picture. Although the details, essence, and lines of other people's carvings are different, they are all adult eagles, but Chu Chen's carving is actually a small black eagle cub, which looks like it has just broken its shell. Like the kitty.

How is this going?

Everyone is full of surprise and disbelief.

Not knowing what kind of medicine was sold in Chu Chen's gourd, Shen Qian was surprised and puzzled, but Chu Chen always liked to do some shocking things, so she had nothing to worry about.

Li Taixin was surprised with a hint of confusion, completely unable to understand Chu Chen's motives.

But Huangfu Yin and the people around him were full of disdain. In their eyes, Chu Chen's unconventional behavior was nothing more than a sensationalism to attract attention. Usually, such people are the first to die. of.

As for Qi Fei, he just casually glanced at Chu Chen and drank his tea.

It has to be said that Li Taixin's treasured Biluochun Shiìde does have some unique flavors. Although the taste is not as good as spiritual tea from the monk world, it has a strong taste that spiritual tea does not have.

The more you taste it, the more unusual it will be.

Regardless of what other people think, Chu Chen didn't feel any emotion from the beginning to the end, and carved on the Jiuxuan black wood without rushing.

Seeing this situation, everyone could only wait patiently for him. Knowing īdào, it took another half an hour before Chu Chen finally finished the sculpture.

"This... is this an eagle?"

Huangfu Yin and the few people around him almost burst out laughing when they saw the work in Chu Chen's hands.

Before Chu Chen's eyes, a little eagle cub about half the size of a palm was crawling on the ground with half-closed eyes.

I have to say that this little eagle cub is very real and looks as alive as a real eagle cub. The few sparse feathers on the chubby body are messy and intertwined.

But this is too funny, obviously what the boy asked to carve was an adult eagle! If this fat and fluffy thing is seen by an uninformed person, it will be regarded as a black chick!

"The carving of Jiuxuan black wood is completed, I respectfully invite the teacher to learn from it."

The moment Chu Chen put down the Ling Ke knife in his hand, the clear and immature voice of the boy sounded from above the bamboo building.

It seemed that the little boy had been observing the downstairs with his spiritual sense. After hearing this, several people got up from their seats quickly. In any case, in the face of a lecturer, as students, they must show due respect.

The little boy went downstairs first, glanced around slightly and then nodded, as if he was very satisfied with everyone's self-awareness, then he respectfully saluted upstairs: "Teacher, they have already carved it."

"Well, it's Zhidào."

Following a slow reply, the nameless elder, dressed in green clothes like a mortal farmer, slowly walked downstairs. He looked like he would never wake up, his eyes were half-closed, and he was yawning profusely. After walking downstairs, he looked at everyone sleepily, and a look of surprise flashed in his eyes.