Emperor of Nine Suns

The mysterious old man walked in the direction of Chu Chen, but stopped in front of Shen Qian.

The little fairy Shen Qian's heart suddenly lifted, and her pretty face tensed up.

The goshawk carved by Shen Qian, which took a lot of effort, is not very detailed.

After all, her cultivation level is still relatively low among everyone, so it is very difficult to carve the Nine-Xuan Black Wood. Naturally, she cannot carve out every fine texture, and her precision is far from comparable to that of others.

However, the goshawk carved by Shen Qian is very charming. The slightly rough carving of the eagle shows an extremely stubborn and unwilling spirit.

It is obvious that Shen Qian poured her unyielding energy into the carving, which makes people feel that although the goshawk is rough, it is always unyielding.

After the unknown old man came to Shen Qian, he picked up her carving and looked at it carefully. After looking at it carefully for about half a stick of incense, he put the carving back on the table, and then continued to walk towards the next disciple.

He didn't say a word the whole time. Shen Qian had been very nervous, thinking that her carving would be thrown away by the elder without saying a word. She didn't let out a long breath until the old man walked in front of the next student.

Before I knew it, my back was covered in cold sweat.

The next disciple the old man looked at was Qi Fei.

Qi Fei still looked indifferent, and while looking at the old man, there was still no expression on his face.

The eagle he carved is very distinctive. There are black smoke lines one after another on the original eagle's body, like a layer of ink-black prohibition imprisoning it.

And the eagle fought bravely under the heavy restrictions of darkness, with an indescribable feeling of unruliness. (Baidu search updates are the fastest and most stable)

Seeing this eagle shrouded in darkness, the old man's eyes flashed with strange color. He looked at it carefully for a few times. He nodded slightly and left a faint sentence: "The sea of ​​suffering has no limit!" before carving it. Put it back on the table.

This meaningless sentence made Qi Fei tremble unconsciously.

Chu Chen's eyes narrowed slightly in an instant. What did the imprisoned eagle carved by Qi Fei mean? Is it a reflection of himself?

Was he imprisoned by something? No wonder, no wonder he has become so cold and weird now, and there is still a vast dark power in his body... Brother, what happened to you?

Chu Chen's brows frowned slightly.

The next person after Qi Fei passed by was Li Taixin.

The seventy-year-old man had a calm expression on his face, and he didn't seem to have much psychological burden.

In fact, at his age, he has long lost the competitive spirit of young people, and he is very open-minded about many things.

What's surprising is that the nameless old man just glanced at him and then walked directly to the next student.

He didn't even look at Li Taixin's sculptures. He didn’t say he was going to throw it away, he didn’t say he passed the exam, and he didn’t say he didn’t say bad and just walked to the next person. This scene made Li Taixin stunned for a moment, with a helpless smile on his face.

What is this, ignoring it?

After passing Li Taixin, the next student was Huangfu Yin.

Everyone's eyes gathered in an instant! Many people want to hear what this eccentric elder would say about the most outstanding and proud son of Heavenly Court.

I saw Huangfu Yin standing in white clothes with a confident smile on his face. He handed the eagle he carved to the old man with both hands and said respectfully: "This is a poor work by a disciple. Please correct it."

Huangfu Yin's expression was very respectful, as if he were facing the most respected senior in the entire Medicine Palace. But behind that respectful expression, there was an edge that could not be concealed, like an unsheathed sword.

And the eagle he carved is also sharp, with iron wings and steel feathers, and sharp claws flying, showing a trace of the arrogance unique to genius.

The unknown old man did not answer, but looked at his carvings from left to right, with a look of disappointment in his eyes: "Is this your level? Although you look sharp on the outside, your eyes are dull and have no charm at all. At best, you can only It’s just a mere form! It has form but no spirit. It seems that Mr. Bing has too high expectations for you.”

"Um?"

In just two words, Huangfu Yin's complexion instantly turned from red to white, and then from white to green.

He was originally full of confidence that the eagle he carved was absolutely the same as the goshawk fighting picture, but he did not expect that the old man's evaluation turned out to be this result, and his handsome face instantly turned livid.

But he seemed to have serious scruples in his heart. Although his face was not good, he did not dare to show it, and he put the carving back on his table.

Um? Huangfu Yin's sculptures actually only received this kind of evaluation?

Seeing this scene, everyone's eyes widened in surprise.

There is no doubt that Huangfu Yin's carving skills are nothing to say from the outside. If the eagle in his hand is seen by someone who doesn't know, they will only think it is a living eagle. The evaluation of "just the same"?

This elder... his requirements are too high! !

While everyone was stunned, the old man walked up to Chu Chen.

At this time, everyone looked over, and Huangfu Yin even sneered. Even the eagle he carved that looked so similar could not stop being commented on. What did Chu Chen think of the fluffy little eagle cub in front of him? Like a joke, it seems that the result will be that it will be thrown out directly.

Everyone saw the old man walking up to Chu Chen and gently picking up the little eagle cub, which was only half the size of a palm. They all thought he would throw it away without saying a word.

But a surprising scene happened: after the old man looked at the eagle cub carefully, a look of surprise appeared on Gu Bo's calm face for the first time: "You carved this?"

"It's my disciple's humble work." Chu Chen smiled and nodded.

"Good carving skills, good eyesight, good materials!" A smile appeared on the old man's face, and he said three words "good" in a row, stroking his beard and admiring, "I didn't expect that there is such a thing among the freshmen of this class. Talent that can be made! Not bad, not bad. It seems that I am very lucky. It is a great pleasure in life to meet a student like you at this time!"

Chu Chen smiled slightly: "Teacher is so complimentary."

He was not surprised at all by the old man's evaluation. I am afraid that no one present is more familiar with the creature "Eagle" than him, because he himself has a black eagle clone, so he naturally understands the true essence of an eagle.

This kind of instinct that comes from the soul can never be matched by others.

ah? Is this okay? The old man's unstinting praise and Chu Chen's calm acceptance made everyone's eyes widen.