"Hey, this little guy is quite interesting." Looking at the clay figurine that seemed to have independent life and a general will, Jiang Xin immediately became interested.
The right hand was clenched tightly, the muscles were tense, and under the blessing of Qi breath, Jiang Xin began to pull the Qi rope with the greatest force.
Snapped-
After a unique soft sound, the Qi rope, which had different colors, broke and disappeared instantly. Then, two arms flew out from Lin Zili on Jiang Xin's right and landed in front of Jiang Xin.
Jiang Xin:???
"Broken?" Sweeping the mud on the ground, Jiang Xin moved her hands and feet together, and after a while she broke free from all the restraints, but only the first one's arm was torn off.
Not caring about these strange clay figures, Jiang Xin picked up the arm on the ground and looked at it.
The joints and muscle lines are perfectly distributed, just like a scaled human arm. At the break, the plant fibers of different thicknesses are like meridians, bones and blood vessels, and their positions can roughly correspond to the human body.
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Looking at the exposed vegetation fibers and the torn fracture plane, Jiang Xin also understood where the sound just came from.
But as a result, he became more and more interested in these clay sculptures.
Generally speaking, grass and wood fibers are used to make clay figurines among the people, but the purpose is mostly to prevent the clay from falling off, and there is no need to worry about where the grass and wood fibers are.
Unlike the clay figurine in Jiang Xin's hand, not only the fibers on the arms are in the right position, but the fibers on the finger joints are also in the right position, which is really incredible.
This gives people the impression that these clay sculptors are not making clay figures, but imitating the ancient legend of Nuwa, using water and clay to create vivid human lives.
But clay is clay after all. Even if it looks like it, he can only call it a clay sculpture.
Before Jiang Xin had time to use purple fire to completely eliminate those little clay figurines, Yang Gang had achieved another result.
Unlike the few clay figurines in the field who hit people without any pain, the two or three palm-sized clay figures in Yang Gang's hands should not be considered cannon fodder.
Looking at the clay figurine in front of him who already had a trace of charm on his body, Yang Gang thought for a while: "You are not worthy of the name Sun Dasheng, so let's just call you Hozen."
Chirp—
The monkey scratched his head with the stone stick that Yang Gang had made for him, and showed his fangs. He was obviously not satisfied with the name.
But Yang Gang obviously didn't care about this. He looked at Jiang Xin who was already rushing towards this side and pointed his hand: "Hozen, go! Beat him!"
Chirp!
The hozen stamped its feet and rushed out with a stone stick at a speed that was not suitable for its body shape. With a roar, the stone stick danced with a trace of red light and waved directly towards Jiang Xin's calf.
"Um?"
The red light was so conspicuous that Jiang Xin could naturally see it clearly. He moved the golden boy that came with his magical power with a snap of his fingers, and the clay monkey about eight or nine inches in size appeared in his eyes. It looked ordinary, but in fact it was a piece of cake.
Bright and bright.
And when Jiang Xin started observing the method, she could clearly see three generations of thin lines spreading out from the upper, middle and lower Dantian areas of the clay monkey, which were far connected to Yang Gang at the back.
Obviously, unlike the previous clay figures, all the consumption of this little thing is provided by Yang Gang, and it may still be a high-level item that can be controlled by humans.
But Jiang Xin was not afraid of this level. He released his life soul and concentrated it. In just a moment, a small life soul that was completely black and about the same size as the clay monkey stood in front of the clay monkey.
As for Jiang Xin, she jumped out and found Yang Gang again.
"Boy, do you think I'm easy to bully?" Yang Gang chuckled. The Buddha statue on his chest flashed past, and a golden light instantly appeared on him. He struck it with a palm, directly forcing Jiang Xin back again.
hiss-
Rubbing her numb palms, the expression on Jiang Xin's face changed, and she could see that something was wrong with Yang Gang at this time: "Why is this Buddha statue of yours even more extreme than the magic weapons I saw outside?"
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"Haha, only those weapon refiners are willing to put so much thought into magic weapons." Yang Gang smiled.
"I have been sculpting this Buddha statue since I was a child. I have been sculpting it for five years, and I have been carving it for five years. I have cultivated it with all my energy and spirit for decades. I never leave my body or touch anyone else's hands. You
There are a few of those weapon refiners mentioned who can do it."
"They have created countless magic weapons in their lifetime, and their energy is scattered. How can they compare with me, a person who has focused on this one destiny all his life."
"What about those?" Jiang Xin pointed to a few clay sculptures in the distance: "Aren't those things also made of clay? Your energy is actually scattered."
"You want to trick me, little guy?" Yang Gang grinned: "Don't be delusional. If you could trick me so easily, my company would be gone long ago."
"Okay." Jiang Xin nodded, his joints flexed twice, and a ball of purple fire instantly rose up: "You can take it."
"I'm waiting." Yang Gang made a hand gesture, and his eyes gradually darkened, and he looked at Jiang Xin motionless.
Five ghosts move!
He rushed towards Yan Gang in a ghostly manner, and when he stepped into the air, Jiang Xin thought, and instantly turned into a ball of black smoke and dispersed, suddenly appeared behind Yan Gang, with a palm burning with purple fire towards his heart.
Pressed it.
"It's this move again." Seeing Jiang Xin turn into smoke and dissipate, Yang Gang didn't rush. He stepped forward quickly and stepped forward a few meters. In an instant, he was out of Jiang Xin's attack range.
At the same moment, the Buddha statue on his chest flashed slightly, and a thorny feeling suddenly appeared behind Yang Gang. When he turned around, he saw Jiang Xin teleporting out again. His thumb and index finger were slightly together, pinching towards Jiang Xin 'lightly'.
"What kind of trick is this? Finger-twisting? You're missing a finger, right?" Jiang Xin's knowledge was shallow and she couldn't see what Yang Gang was doing, so she simply stepped back to avoid capsizing the boat.
The next moment, Jiang Xin watched helplessly as Yang Gang's two light fingers seemed to have pinched something. With just a pull, the air seemed to have a shape, and it was twisted in an instant until he let go of his hands.
Pointing, the air current was sharp, and a gust of wind sound reached Jiang Xin's ears.
Seeing this situation, the corners of Jiang Xin's mouth couldn't help but twitch: Forget about Fengmeng Village, it's another Yang family. Are these families that have been passed down for a long time so bluffing?
The move failed. Seeing Jiang Xin step forward, Yang Gang did not continue to pursue him: "What, are you scared?"
"You have been practicing for decades, and you bully the younger ones. Is this okay?"
"When you came to the door, your attitude was not like this." Yang Gang was unmoved: "Being a man must be consistent to the end. You were tough back then, but you must be the same now."
Jiang Xin wanted to move out of the company, but thinking that the status of a temporary worker was not recognized in the company, she could only give up the idea: "I am from Fengmen Village."
"Fengmen Village, I haven't heard of it." Yang Gang picked his ears and said, "Either continue fighting or get out. It's your choice."