Never seen it

Wang Lin picked up the gold on the table and threw it casually into a small box next to it, without even looking at it.

Wang Lin didn't care about these wood carvings in the store except for the carvings of his parents and relatives. In his opinion, these things were just tools to calm his mind and understand the way of heaven.

He believed that when he could engrave a person or monster with the cultivation level of the God Transformation Stage, his cultivation level would definitely have a breakthrough.

The big bull left the shop in a daze, muttering to himself while walking, not knowing what he was muttering.

Wang Lin took a sip of fruit wine and continued to immerse himself in the carving. As his carving, some wood chips fell down, and the wooden sections in his hand gradually took shape, revealing a majestic aura, but this aura was completely limited to the wood carving and could not spread out.

With each knife carving, the breath will regain. Slowly, a thick dragon revealed its prototype on the wood carving. However, at this moment, the carving knife in Wang Lin's hand hesitated.

He was silent for a long time, sighed lightly, and when his right hand flipped, the carving knife disappeared. He threw the left hand back casually, and the semi-finished wood carving in his hand was thrown aside by him. There was a large box, and there was already more than a dozen semi-finished wood carvings in his box.

If you look at these wood carvings carefully, you will find that there are some beasts here, Meng Tuozi, Ancient Emperor, Six Desire Demon Lord, Top-grade Spiritual Beasts, and even Wild Beasts...

Although these wood carvings are different, they are a bit surprisingly similar, all of which are above the God Transformation Period.

Wang Lin has tried many times this year, but he still cannot portray the human and beast with the ability to transform the gods. If he wants to carve it by force, then there will be only one, and the wood carving will turn into ashes.

He was silent for a little while, closed his eyes slightly, and suddenly, a layer of red mist across his palm appeared outside his body.

The red fog evil spirit, in this year, doubled its condensation speed and was compressed to such a level by Wang Lin. Wang Lin was quite satisfied with this progress. Over the past year, he did not actually forcefully compress it, but after having this thought, he naturally took a series of actions.

Wang Lin believed that if he gave him another year, he could compress all the evil spirits to the limit, although compressing the evil spirits had nothing to do with improving cultivation or understanding the way of heaven.

But Wang Lin always felt that if he allowed these evil spirits to dissipate, he would definitely regret it in the future. It was precisely the aura that a person who practiced Taoism had produced after his cultivation reached a certain level that made Wang Lin start to compress the condensation without hesitation.

At this time, Daniu's father's cheerful voice came from outside the store: "Brother Wang Family, your sister-in-law has cooked a few good dishes today. Come and have some food, let's have a few cups of me."

Wang Lin opened his eyes and his eyes flashed with deep light. Slowly, the light disappeared completely. At this time, Wang Lin became a mortal again. He carried the wine pot and took two steps, then hesitated for a moment, took out the gold from the small frame, and walked out.

Besides, the young man surnamed Xu was sitting on the carriage at this time, his heart was pounding. He looked at the thing wrapped in his coat, and his lips appeared in his eyes.

He didn't expect that this time he would meet such a strange person when he went home to visit his parents. He could actually carve such wood carvings. You should know that the prince's only hobby in his life was that he liked this kind of item.

Whether it is made of stone or wood, no matter what kind of material it is carved and shaped, it is a favorite thing of the prince.

The prince is a filial son. If he presented the wood carving, the prince would definitely appreciate him. Thinking of this, the young man surnamed Xu immediately took a deep breath.

This team of more than ten carriages were riding 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 opened the car door and jumped down, hurriedly walking towards the mansion.

In the east garden of the mansion, a young man surnamed Xu stopped outside a rather gorgeous palace and whispered loudly: "Your Highness, Xu Tao has something to ask for an important matter."

After a while, a lazy voice came from the palace: "Xu Tao, have you been home to visit relatives? Why are you back so soon? Let's talk about anything tomorrow."

In a vague manner, Xu Tao heard a few soft orioles from the hall. He hesitated for a moment. It was said that it was really inconvenient for him to disturb him at this time, but he was quite confident in the things in his arms. After he hesitated, he gritted his teeth and said, "Mr. Prince, I have something important to do. When I went home to visit my relatives, I found a wooden carving underneath. If the prince saw this wooden carving, he would definitely be happy."

There was a silence in the hall, a little, the voice was dissatisfied, and said, "Come in, if what you have taken is not what you said, you will be gone for the reward this month."

Xu Tao hurriedly walked in and saw a big bed covered with white gauze from the roof, a young man with a slightly pale face, wearing a purple robe, sitting beside the bed with a slightly gloomy eyes.

Xu Tao put the coat in his hand on the ground and gently opened it to reveal the dragon wood carving inside it.

The young man's eyes suddenly became sharp when he saw the wood carving. He stood up suddenly, took a few steps to the wood carving, grabbed it with his right hand, and held the wood carving in his hand.

When Xu Tao was about to remind him, the young man exclaimed, then flipped his right hand and the wood carving disappeared in his hand. A strong light lit up in his eyes and laughed: "Okay, Xu Tao, remember you for a great achievement!"

As he said that, he patted a seemingly ordinary step pocket on his waist, and a purple aura suddenly radiated from it, wrapping the whole body instantly dissipated. He saw that the young man was wearing a purple robe at this time.

At the moment when the purple air emerged, a breeze blew in the palace, and the white veil on the big bed was blown up in a corner, revealing two beautiful bodies on the bed in two crys.

Xu Tao's eyes involuntarily glanced, swallowed a mouthful of spit, and immediately lowered his head and stopped looking.

This young man is not an ordinary person, but a monk, but his cultivation is not high, and he is only at the eighth level of the Qi Condensation Stage.

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 delicate moan came from the bed, and a graceful body suddenly walked down from the bed, pulled the dazed Xu Tao and left the side door.

The young man's eyes flashed and he hurriedly left the palace.

The young man walked straight to the hall in the center of the palace. When he was still outside the hall, he heard music and his father's generous laughter coming from it.

Outside this hall, there were rows of guards standing. The 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 tables in the hall, two monks wearing Taoist robes were sitting behind them. Although the two were wearing Taoist robes, their colors were different, one black and the other blue.

Among them, the monks in black Taoist robe always closed their eyes and ignored these musical music of singing and dancing.

The other monk in blue shirt was smiling at the singer dance sleeves in the middle.

Above the hall, there was a handsome middle-aged man sitting upright. This man looked handsome and majestic, and he looked quite as if he was superior.

After the young man entered the hall, the middle-aged man laughed and said, "Why did you come to my father if you don't have fun in the bedroom?"

The young man first saluted respectfully to the two monks, then looked at the middle-aged man and said, "Father, look at this thing!" As he said that, he flipped his right hand and suddenly the dragon wood carving was placed on the ground of the hall by him.

At this moment, the monk in blue-shirt who was originally looking at the singer suddenly had his eyes fixed and landed on the wood sculpture. The middle-aged man also had his eyes lit up. With a wave of his right hand, the singers suddenly dispersed left and right.

The monk in blue shirt suddenly stood up, took a step and came to the wood carving. After taking a closer look, he took a breath and said, "This is..." He had guessed something in his heart, but he didn't dare to confirm it.

"This is a wood carving!" The monk in black who had always closed his eyes opened his eyes and revealed a strange light, and said slowly.

The monk in the blue shirt near the wood carving was stunned and smiled bitterly: "Senior brother, of course I know this is a wood carving. I mean the thing carved by this wood carving."

The monk in black, called his senior brother, pondered for a while and said slowly: "I haven't seen it before."

The monk in blue shirt immediately smiled bitterly, and he was used to the strangeness of this senior brother.

The middle-aged man sitting in the upper position stared at the wood carving and smiled: "Two immortals, what's strange about this thing?"

The monk in the blue-shirted clothes, who was close to the wood carving, grabbed the wood carving and suddenly a vicissitudes of vicissitudes came to his face. The great aura made him feel that the foundation building in his body was about to collapse. He was shocked and hurriedly let go.

His senior brother, the monk in black, swung his sleeves, and the wooden carving flew up and was held in his hand. The monk's face suddenly turned pale, and the golden elixir in his body was almost unstable. After a long time, he gradually controlled the fluctuations of the golden elixir.

The higher the cultivation level of the wood carving made by Wang Lin, the greater the feeling. On the contrary, if it is a mortal, the impact will not be too great.

"This object is definitely not an ordinary wood carving. The beast carved on it is almost the same as the dragon recorded in the classics of our sect!" said the monk in black slowly.

"Senior brother, didn't you say you had never seen it? Why did you say it's a dragon again?" said the monk in green clothes with a strange expression.

The monk in black looked at his junior brother in surprise, and an incredible look appeared in his eyes and said, "Junior brother, I finally know why you have never broken through to the cultivation of the cause..."

The monk in blue shirt twitched for a moment and did not speak.

"I have never seen the beast carved in this wood carving, but I didn't say I didn't know it." The monk in black sighed and said.
Chapter completed!