"What's wrong?" Feng Chuge looked at the ancestor who suddenly appeared and asked.
But she remembered that the ancestor would not show up unless there was something important.
"If you are free, why not make a body for me out of heavenly mud?" Patriarch Di approached Feng Chuge with a hint of impatience in his tone.
"How to do it? I don't know how." Feng Chuge shrugged slightly and shook his head.
"It's very simple." Patriarch Di said. "Use heavenly clay to create a human form, inject my soul into it, and then inject spiritual power into my body."
"That's it?" Feng Chuge raised his eyes and looked at Patriarch Di in surprise.
And pinching people?
He thought he was kneading plasticine!
"right!"
"But... what do I want to make you look like?" Feng Chuge raised his eyes and looked at a particularly abstract golden figure in front of him, the corners of his eyes twitching constantly.
The portrait of Patriarch Di only has an outline from beginning to end, and no detailed facial features can be seen at all.
What does she do with this?
"Haha, girl, you can do whatever you want, I believe you." Patriarch Di smiled.
Feng Chuge almost vomited blood.
Feel free to use it...it’s not such a casual way!
"You have to give me a template."
"This..." Patriarch Di pondered slightly. "Why don't you make me into a beautiful man? Someone who is unparalleled in the world and even more handsome than that boy Chen?"
"Do you want to be a quiet and handsome man?" Feng Chuge raised her eyes and gouged out his eyes fiercely.
"How's it going? Do you think it's good?" Patriarch Di chuckled.
Feng Chuge raised her lips, "Is this really okay for you to be disrespectful? You, a monster who has lived for tens of millions of years, want to pretend to be young?"
Patriarch Di's face fell slightly.
"That girl, what do you think we should do?"
Feng Chuge looked at him, and listening to Patriarch Di's tone, the image of a funny old man suddenly came to mind.
He raised his eyebrows slightly and snapped his fingers. "Okay, I've got the count. Just wait."
After saying that, Feng Chuge raised his hand and used his spiritual power to lift up a large piece of mud from the ground.
Together with the Holy Water of Heavenly Spirit, he began to fabricate people.
"Girl, be careful. Your eyes should be bigger, your nose should be straighter, your mouth should be smaller..." Patriarch Di was afraid that Feng Chuge would make him look bad, so he kept gesticulating on the side.
A joke, like this, is related to his lifelong image.
Feng Chuge stopped what he was doing, tugged his lips, and looked at Patriarch Di, "How about you do it yourself?"
"I would rather do it by myself, but girl, you are the body sculptor of a mythical beast, and you are also the master of this colorful space. Only you can use heavenly clay to shape human figures." Patriarch Di sighed slightly and said.
In ancient times, Nuwa created humans, and the colorful bracelets were left behind by Nuwa, who recognized Feng Chuge as her master.
Therefore, only Feng Chuge can fabricate a human body from heavenly mud.
This was precisely the reason why he had to live in Feng Chuge's body whether he lived or died!
Feng Chuge narrowed his eyes slightly after listening to Patriarch Di's words.
"Okay, I get it."
"Okay, okay, continue." Patriarch Di chuckled.
Feng Chuge continued what he was doing, while Patriarch Di was still chattering. "Girl, you must be a quiet and beautiful man."
Feng Chuge curled her lips.
She has no intention of harming the world.
The image of Patriarch Emperor is completely suitable for old naughty boys...