There are hundreds of thousands of pieces of wood standing everywhere in the unique carving workshop.
These woods are about eight or nine grades, standing aside.
These wood carving materials cannot come out of this place to provide carvings with enlightenment.
Many great monks who transform themselves into gods hang out here, enlighten themselves, and carve in order to improve their realm.
Among the many wood carvings, there is a ruler-shaped magic weapon with scales on it, floating quietly in the air.
Occasionally, when someone puts a wood carving in front of the ruler, this magic weapon will light up and measure the wood carving.
If your thoughts or spiritual consciousness penetrate into it, you will get the magic weapon information.
The carving measuring ruler, made by Han Xiao, is specially used to measure the level of carvings. Each type of wood carving will have different colors.
Excellent, medium, inferior, inferior.
In these three levels of monks, many great monks in the realm of gods are here, studying wood carving.
It seems that it was a piece played by Han Xiao in the past, but now it has become the object of comparison among the great monks who transform themselves into gods.
Many people take this opportunity to show off their skills, but unfortunately, few can pass the ranks of inferiors.
Beside the wooden ruler, many decorations looked at the spiritual wood, occasionally dropping their knives and carving, their brows furrowed.
There was only one exception, who took a piece of spiritual wood and used it as a wine table. On the wine table, there were wood carvings scattered randomly, often making strange things.
A headless lion, a feathered turtle, an unknown fruit, a scaled bird...
Chang Yan was messing around with the wooden carvings, which were all messy and shapeless. The smell of alcohol was so suffocating that the other great cultivators of the Transformation of God were almost ten meters away from her.
Chang Yan didn't care, she picked up a piece of wood and continued carving randomly.
"Chang Yan, there is not much wood here, you should stop, right?" Suddenly, someone on the side shouted coldly. He looked at Chang Yan with disdain, "I really don't know how you got to Tianyun Sect.
Yes, a drunkard is worthy of cultivating the truth, right?"
Chang Yan lazily propped up his head, let out a wine burp, and looked at the great monk who made a sound.
"Hello, senior!" She grinned, then picked up the wine gourd and took another sip of wine, which made the great cultivator's teeth itch with anger.
Chang Yan continued to carve, and she looked at the human-shaped wood carving in her hand.
The wood carving was extremely ugly. The boots seemed to have feathers intertwined with tortoise shells. The weapon in his hand was crooked, like a knife and a sword. Only the handle of the knife was the body of a lion, but the lion's head was replaced by the strange weapon.
There is a strange fruit in the hand of the wood carving. It does not look like any kind of spiritual fruit, but more like a fruit that is about to rotten randomly in the mortal world. There is no clothes on the body, but there is something strange and strange like a hundred flowers.
A strange bird made of blooming scales.
Moreover, the head of the humanoid wood carving has not been touched, and the body is also strange and abnormal.
But Chang Yan was very serious. Compared with her previous carvings, she breathed out a breath of alcohol and looked at the humanoid wood carving. She took ten breaths before carefully picking up the carving knife, and then put it back again, going back and forth several times.
, and then carefully left a very small mark on the wood carving.
Just when Chang Yan was unable to hold the carving knife stably because he was drunk or hesitating whether to make the second knife, a series of exclamations suddenly came from the distance.
"Inferior work!"
"Oh my god, someone actually carved an inferior work!"
"Fellow Taoist Yinhai is indeed a top-grade god-transforming monk, and he can actually carve such a masterpiece!"
A group of people gathered around the wooden ruler, looking at the blue light on the wooden ruler with shocked expressions.
Like stars looming over the moon, Li Yinhai had a faint smile on his lips.
"It is difficult for a clumsy work to reach the level of elegance! This place is worthy of being the place where the great master Han Xiao came to enlightenment. I watched many wood carvings for a long time and finally gained something!"
Many people's eyes flashed with envy. Although it was a low-quality work, you must know that the standard of this wooden ruler was not prepared for them, but for Han Xiao and the great power Hedao.
Can make it
Among them, the low-grade works are enough to crush the entire audience.
Some people even asserted that if the wooden ruler could be made golden, it would even be destined to become a powerful voice.
"Fellow Taoist Yinhai, your realm must have improved rapidly, right?" Someone asked suddenly.
Li Yinhai frowned slightly and glanced at the person who spoke.
"Realm? I can't talk about it, but I have a hunch that if I practice in seclusion for a few months, I can reach the level of becoming a god and become a half-step true king!"
Suddenly, there was a gasping sound all around.
Just by comprehending these three-layer wood carvings and practicing carving skills, can a great cultivator of the Transformation of God be able to advance from the top level to the highest level?
You must know that none of the great cultivators present here have practiced cultivation for a thousand years or even more than a thousand years.
Immediately, many people looked enthusiastic, wishing they could be like Li Yinhai and have some enlightenment.
Li Yinhai wanted to say something else, but suddenly there was a rumbling sound of drinking, which made Li Yinhai turn his head, slightly displeased.
He looked at Chang Yan and the twisted wood carvings in front of Chang Yan, his eyes flashing slightly with a cold light.
"Everyone, my achievements are nothing! However, there is not much wood here, and no one wants to waste it, right?" Li Yinhai said lightly: "The drunkard from Yun Sect has been here for a while that day, and there is no waste.
I bought a lot of wood, and I didn’t want to argue with her for the sake of the Tianyun Sect, but this woman time and time again doesn’t know how to advance or retreat.”
"The smell of alcohol disturbs my thoughts, the sound of alcohol disturbs my state of mind, and it's a golden elixir, so it's a waste of wood from this strange carving workshop!" Li Yinhai spoke slowly, causing everyone to nod.
They have been patient with Chang Yan for a long time, but no one wants to show off.
After all, Chang Yan is also a disciple of Yun Ni, a disciple of the Tianyun Sect. The monks from the Northern Wilderness countries are still somewhat afraid of the Tianyun Sect.
"That's right, what kind of bullshit does this female eagle dare to waste spiritual things!"
"Fellow Taoist, I have been planning this for a long time!"
"Changyan, didn't you hear it?"
Immediately, angry shouts sounded, causing Chang Yan to turn his head.
Chang Yan was a little confused and grinned, "Senior, what are your instructions?"
This tepid attitude made all the gods even more angry.
Li Yinhai stood with his hands behind his hands, looking at Changyan calmly.
"Chang Yan, you have been here for a long time and there is not much wood left. I am not overpowering you." Li Yinhai said lightly: "Why don't you put the carving in your hand in front of this wooden ruler and try it. If you can get it,
Clumsy, you can continue to stay here!"
"But if you can't even get in, it proves that you don't have this talent. Don't stay here and waste spiritual things!"
Chang Yan was startled and glanced at the human-shaped wood carving in his hand that didn't even have a face. It was so weird that he could barely make out the human shape.
Chang Yan said drunkenly: "Okay!"
As she spoke, she carried the wine gourd, staggered to the wooden ruler, and handed the wooden carving over.
In an instant, light shrouded the wooden ruler and fell on the wooden sculpture.
Silently, a hint of purple suddenly lit up on the wooden ruler.
It was this hint of purple that made all the great monks who transformed themselves into gods feel like they were struck by lightning.
"What?"
"The wooden ruler is purple, medium!"
"How is it possible? It is even better than the wood carvings of fellow Taoist Yinhai!"
"These four different things can also be ranked in the middle class. Is this humiliating us?"
"This wood carving has not yet been completed. Doesn't it mean that when the wood carving is completed, it will be a masterpiece!?"
Accompanied by shock and disbelief, voices sounded.