Emperor of Nine Suns

After about two sticks of incense, Shen Qian finished the carving for the second time. The moment he put down the spiritual carving knife, Shen Qian's body went limp and almost fell over.

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

At this time, Shen Qian looked as if he had been fished out of the water. It seemed that carving in less than an hour was more tiring than fighting desperately for days and nights.

"Get some rest, you did a great job, very good."

Chu Chen said softly while carefully carving his own carving, with a deep sense of concern in his tone.

But there was no expression on his face, and he didn't even turn his eyes to look at it. It seemed that he was devoted wholeheartedly to his carving.

"You said it, 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 couldn't help but reveal a happy smile on her face. She rubbed her temples a little tiredly, and then immediately began to slowly resume her cultivation.

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

Not long after Shen Qian finished carving, the two men and two women following Huangfu Yin also completed their carvings almost at the same time. After carving, they all reached their limit. They sat on the chairs one by one, breathing heavily, with suppressed expressions on their faces. Constantly tired look.

Another time of burning incense passed, Qi Fei and Li Taixin also completed their carvings one after another.

Qi Fei still had a cold face, and the indifference and hardness on his face were like eternal ice, making it impossible for people to see what he was thinking in his heart.

Li Taixin had a wry smile on his face, gently shaking his wrist and shaking his head: "Oh, time is really not forgiving. I think when I was young, I chopped firewood from morning to midnight. I don’t feel very tired, but carving such a little bird is a bit unbearable now..."

"Brother, when you were young, you definitely weren't chopping Jiuxuan Black Wood!"

After hearing what Li Taixin said, someone laughed and made a joke, which immediately caused the whole room to burst into laughter.

Li Taixin shook his head with a smile, and took out a delicate small box from the storage ring, "Come on, come on, it is fate that we are all classmates. I have a pack of good Secular Biluochun here. This is a good tea that has been sealed for decades. Ah! Although it’s not as delicious as the spiritual tea in the monk world,

This taste that belongs only to the mortal world has a unique flavor! "

The old man was very familiar with it, and he couldn't help but carefully start making a cup of tea for everyone.

Everyone did not reject his character, and the atmosphere in the entire bamboo building became a little lively in an instant, unlike the previous lifelessness.

At this moment, even Qi Fei's face, which had always been cold-faced, softened slightly.

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

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

After hearing his words, everyone hurriedly looked around, but saw that Chu Chen was still calmly sculpting, with a very focused expression. He just smiled softly, "Well, thank you bro, please bring the tea first." Leave me alone."

"What's going on with this kid? We've all finished carving him and he's only halfway done..."

"This guy is quite a weirdo. Look, what he carved is different from what we carved!"

With an exclamation, everyone immediately noticed something strange.

Most of the carvings that Chu Chen had completed in his hands were not carved according to the goshawk fighting picture like others. Although the details, essence, and textures carved by others were different, they were all adult eagles, but the one Chu Chen carved was actually a black eagle cub, which looked like it had just hatched. Like a little eagle.

How is this going?

Everyone's face was full of surprise and disbelief.

Not knowing what kind of medicine Chu Chen was selling in the gourd, Shen Qian looked surprised and confused. However, 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 and couldn't understand Chu Chen's motives at all.

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

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

I have to say that Li Taixin's bag of Biluochun does have some unique flavor. Although it is not as good as the spiritual tea from the monk world, it has a rich taste that spiritual tea does not have.

The more you taste it carefully, the more unusual it becomes.

Regardless of other people's opinions, Chu Chen's expression showed no emotion from beginning to end as he carved on the Nine-Xuan Black Wood with his sword without haste.

Seeing this situation, everyone could only wait patiently for him. You know, it took more than half an hour before Chu Chen finally completed the carving.

"This...is this an eagle?"

Huangfu Yin and several people around him almost laughed when they saw the work in Chu Chen's hand.

In front of Chu Chen's eyes, a little eagle cub about half the size of a hand was crawling on the ground with its eyes half closed.

I have to say that this little eagle cub is very real and looks like a real eagle cub. A 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 an uninformed person looked at this plump and furry thing, they would think it was a black chick!

"The carving of Jiu Xuan Black Wood is completed. I respectfully invite the teacher to appreciate it."

The moment Chu Chen put down the spirit carving knife in his hand, the child's clear and somewhat pretentious voice sounded from above the bamboo tower.

It seemed that the little boy had been observing downstairs with his spiritual sense. After hearing this, several people quickly stood up from their seats. No matter what, when facing a tutor, as students, they must show due respect.

The little boy went downstairs first, glanced around briefly and nodded, seeming to be satisfied with everyone's self-consciousness, and then respectfully saluted upstairs: "Teacher, they have all been carved."

"Oh, I see."

With a slow response, the nameless elder, dressed in Tsing Yi like an old mortal farmer, slowly walked downstairs. He looked like he could never wake up, his eyes were half-lidded and he was yawning endlessly.

After walking downstairs, he glanced at everyone sleepily, and an unexpected look suddenly flashed in his eyes.