Everyone knows that a skilled carving master may not be a senior Yanshi, but a senior Yanshi is definitely a skilled carving master.
But no one can carve like Cao An.
Holding swords in both hands, right in front of him were the rows of locust trees fixed by him, with a solemn expression, as if he was not doing a carving, but presiding over a sacred ceremony. At that moment, Xinyue had a playful look on his face
She disappeared without a trace and her expression suddenly changed. She actually felt the threat of a master of swordsmanship from a young man playing swordsman.
Almost instinctively, out of sensitivity to martial arts, Xinyue completely restrained her contempt. She suddenly discovered that Cao An had too many mysterious things. She was not ignorant. As the great protector of the divine sect, she
His vision and knowledge are simply not comparable to those of the so-called aristocratic families in the dynasty.
Even if they are members of the royal family, their vision may not be much different, and it is precisely with her knowledge that Cao An can still shock herself time and time again.
He doesn't look like someone who grew up in this world. Although everything he has learned can be perfectly integrated with the knowledge and system of this world, it is a blend of another route. Among what he has learned and knows,
There is no trace of current knowledge, but different paths lead to the same goal! Yes, that’s it!
Xinyue thought very far, she was already smart, and she thought of Cao An's life experience: a child who lived in Qianye Town, the mysterious village and hometown he mentioned, and the mysterious ancient god in him.
A result began to emerge in Xinyue's mind: the mysterious small world forbidden land from the ancient times, which avoided [Twilight of the Gods], is very likely to completely retain the knowledge and culture of the ancient times, and have a complete theoretical system and inheritance.
'A living ancient civilization! I don't know what method was used to cram so much knowledge into the head of a child of just a few years old.'
The more she thought about it, the more firmly she became convinced of this conclusion, and the eyes she looked at Cao An became fiery.
The eyes of Lao Gou and Bai Lu flowed back and forth between them, and then they looked at each other with strange eyes.
'Your master seems to want to eat my master.'
'You old dog, you are probably the same as your master. So far, you have never had love between a male and a female. In your master's words, you are a single dog.'
'My master also said that a woman will only affect the speed of his cultivation. As for me, Mr. Dog, a female dog will only affect the speed of my riding the wind.'
Cao An moved. This was the first time for him to make puppets in such a drastic way. He had this confidence in his heart. Not only in the world, but at least in this dynasty, there was no Yanshi whose puppetry skills could match his.
He still has some confidence. It's a joke to ask for magic at full level.
He has the capital to make this attempt, but it is a pity that he cannot bring over the assembly line factory from his previous life. Otherwise, under CNC operation, purely in terms of engraving, he can mass-produce puppets. No, it is not very feasible. That way I estimate
It will be exhausting. Carving can be done on an assembly line, but seal carving of runes is definitely not possible. This is the key to puppetry.
The eight swords of the Han Dynasty! The sword technique is vigorous, rough, and powerful. It is used to control the sword. Fortunately, Cao An developed the feeling of holding the sword in advance. Coupled with the experience in his previous life, it is not difficult to use it now.
In Xinyue's eyes, it was not just sword skills, but through the sword skills, one could see the posture of an empire, sharp-edged, unparalleled, and intimidating in all directions.
For a moment, he was a little lost in it. Cao An waved the iron sword in his hand. Starting from the large components, the carved objects became more and more refined and miniaturized. This was a great influence on his sword control ability and mind.
A kind of great torture. After all, the sword is not a sword. The sword is powerful and heavy, but the sword moves lightly.
If you want to lift something light but heavy, the level required is naturally extremely high. Unintentionally, Cao An himself didn't realize that his swordsmanship level, which he had been slowly improving step by step, was unintentionally affected by this.
With these actions, it is improving rapidly.
As night fell, Cao An had already rested twice, meditating and completely forgetting himself. Apart from carving, there was nothing else in his mind. Even the fact that he was in danger was forgotten by him.
"Cheer up, a huge crisis is around us. I don't know what your master is thinking. You can lose yourself in such an environment. The mountain in front of me feels very dangerous. If
It’s just as I expected, I’m afraid the source of the crisis has already sensed us when we first arrived here.”
Xinyue gave Gouzi a few instructions. Unexpectedly, she was an observer and now became a protector.
Time passed by minute by minute, at midnight! A scarlet halo lit up from the Sophora Mountain, and the whole mountain was emitting light. The crescent moon opened its eyes almost at the same time, looking towards the Sophora Mountain,
A towering and magnificent palace complex appeared on the mountain at some unknown time.
It is really like "five steps to the first floor, ten steps to the pavilion; the waist of the corridor is unobstructed, and the eaves and teeth are high; everyone embraces the terrain and fights with each other. There are twists and turns, hives and vortices, and I don't know how many tens of millions have fallen."
The red light was emitted by the red lanterns hanging in countless palaces. After a while, a scent of wine floated into the forest.
Mixed in among them, there are also bursts of sounds of silk and bamboo. The sound is weird and creepy. It is obviously like the sound of Buddha and cicadas singing. It is grand and upright, but it gives people an eerie and terrifying feeling.
In the sky, black clouds covered the ten mountains, blocking out the last light of the stars and the moon. The center of the entire mountain range was as dark as ink, and it was impossible to see even one's fingers.
Listening to the sound of silk and bamboo in his ears, Xinyue couldn't help but feel inexplicably irritable. After just a moment, after coming back to his senses, his whole face changed drastically. This sound could actually mess up his mood. Then he looked at the dog next to him.
Yilu's eyes were filled with bloodshot eyes, and his face had no expression at first, but at this moment, it gradually took on a ferocious look.
"Bah!" A clear sound, like a clear bell, woke up the two demons. Before they had time to thank them, Xinyue had already spoken.
"Keep your guard up. This voice is not directed at us. It was caught off guard just now. With your current strength, you should be able to survive it."
The two demons looked solemnly and did not dare to say anything. The old dog was doing the lotus position with his five hearts in the sky, and his face gradually softened. The deer demon was lying on the ground, its ears folded back automatically, blocking the ear canal, and he was mumbling words without knowing it.
Where did you get the meditation mantra? It seems to have the same effect as the old dog's five-heart posture.
Xinyue breathed a long sigh of relief, then looked at Cao An, and realized that she had thought too much. Cao An was not affected at all. At this moment, Cao An had already stood up, brandished the iron sword in his hand, and started carving.
'Could it be that not being able to hear what is going on outside the window is also a state of mind that has magical powers?'
What she didn't know was that in Cao An's previous life, the poor resources forced a group of people who were originally cultivating Taoism and immortality to cultivate their minds in an attempt to find the method of spiritual transcendence and freedom. In such a culture, Cao An had already
Subtly tempering his state of mind, if he is bound by worldly affairs, Cao An may have state of mind fluctuations due to his lack of experience.
This kind of simple musical intrusion is completely useless.
Cao An, who was in a state of selflessness, was like a highly precise instrument at this moment, calculating all possible errors and values in his mind, and slashed at the locust tree that had been prepared with a sword accurately and quickly.
His rest time was getting shorter and shorter each time, while the time he took to stand up and swing his sword was getting longer and longer each time.
On Locust Mountain, the fragrance of silk, bamboo, and wine lasted all night long, until the sky turned fish-belly white. Only then did all these strange phenomena disappear. The mountain turned into a mountain again, and returned to its previous appearance. When I looked up, there was no palace red anywhere.
The light is just a big mountain covered with crooked locust trees.
"I finally got over it. It's really scary. What kind of existence is up there?" Bai Lu was still frightened. The old dog also woke up from the meditation state. It was much more relaxed than Bai Lu. After entering the state, it was no longer affected by the magic sound.
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Xinyue shook her head, looked at Cao An who was sitting quietly, and said to the old dog, "Your master's preparations may be useless. Even I may not be his opponent above. The puppets he made in his hands are, at most, useless.
To reach the Six Scenery Realm of Heaven and Humanity, he still needs to have high enough attainments in the Yanshi Technique. With his current cultivation level that is not in the realm of outer heaven and earth, he cannot create a puppet in the realm of outer heaven and earth."
"Puppets in this realm are completely useless."
The old dog raised his head, "What if we make a bunch of puppets of the Six Scenery of Heaven and Human Realm?"