Battle God Emperor

As beichenfeng joined the sculpture, the knife spirit in the courtyard became more and more intensive. However, there was Beilao. The knife spirit carved by the two people was separated from each other with Beilao as the center.

After half a sound, Dou Tian finally stops. He slowly opens his eyes and looks at his perfect masterpiece.

"What is it?" Doutian's face was ugly. In front of him, there was a wood more than one meter high. The wood was covered with lines, which was extremely complex. Doutian was satisfied with this.

However, the wood is extremely ugly. It doesn't look like anything at all. It's even worse than the wood before carving.

"Ha ha, mine is better. Speed." Beichenfeng burst out laughing, looked at doutian and said, "I said, martial uncle, you are too free to carve. You can carve with your eyes closed. It's powerful."

Beichenfeng's face is full of satisfaction, holding a more than one meter high sculpture towards doutian.

Doutian shakes his head bitterly. They just talk about the carving. It's really the difference between heaven and earth. His carving skill is not as good as that of beichenfeng.

However, the thought of carving something for the first time was very powerful. Dou Tian comforted himself.

But when Dou Tian saw the carving in beichenfeng's hand, he was surprised: "this guy has carved Qin Mengdie, and it's so vivid. If this technique is used to pick up girls, it's almost invincible."

"Better than you, at least!" At this time, the voice of the north old solemn sounded.

"Better than me, grandfather. You can't take sides with anyone. I'm so lifelike that I'm much more beautiful than the one carved by martial uncle." North morning front a face unconvinced way.

This sculpture, however, is the most perfect one in his life. How can it be inferior to doutian's ten images?

"Can you bring it back to life?" North old Lise road.

"Eh?" Beichen Feng immediately shut up, for a moment speechless.

"What is the most important thing about the work carved by the soul sculptor? romantic charm? "The pattern?" Beilao's words continued to ring, and his face showed a look of hatred.

"None of these!" Beilao slowly stood up and walked to doutian's shixiangxiang. "The most important thing about soul sculptor's works is vitality! Then it's practical, and finally it's verve and texture! "

Speaking of this, Beilao suddenly pointed to the ten different points. At the tip of his finger, there was a ray of light blooming. Doutian's eyes were staring and exclaimed: "vitality!"

It's true that the light from the fingertips of the North veteran gives him a feeling of great vitality.

Poof!

One finger poked on the ten don't like, the next moment, the ten don't like the whole body of the soul lines suddenly began to surround, and then, ten don't like even stand up, his body exudes a unique breath.

"Now, what else do you have to say? Can your work survive? At least, I can't find a way. " Beilao looks more and more serious, "in my eyes, this is not a work, it's just a piece of rubbish!"

Speaking of this, with a wave of his hand, the statue in front of beichenfeng suddenly exploded. Even he could not find a way to survive. There was no need to exist.

"Grandfather, no!" Beichenfeng screams and wants to stop it, but it's too late.

"You are here to enlighten me and see where you are wrong!" North old cold hum a way.

Beichenfeng is stiff there. He is at a loss for a moment. He looks a little confused. He doesn't know why beichenfeng is so angry today.

"Teacher." Doutian can't see it anymore. Take a deep breath.

He didn't know why he was so angry today, but he could understand his mind. On the surface, beichenfeng's carving is really good, but it's not what soul sculptor should focus on.

Beichen Feng is not really angry, but he just hates the iron. In his eyes, Beichen Feng wasted his great talent, because he could have inherited the inheritance of Beichen Feng.

"Dou Tian, you don't have to plead for him. You come with me." The old man waved his hand and walked towards the house.

"A piece of rubbish?" Beichen's face was like ashes. Even if he took part in the battle of life and death, he was not so sad. When he carved the charm of Qin Mengdie, he was inexplicably excited, but he was mercilessly destroyed by Beichen.

"Beichenfeng, although I think what you carved just now is good, it's rubbish in Beilao's eyes, just because it has no vitality. In this case, why don't you carve Qin Mengdie?" Doutian can't see it any more. When he passes by beichenfeng, he sends a message to beichenfeng.

"Carving machine?" Hearing the speech, beichenfeng trembled all over, his eyes regained their look again, and said firmly: "yes, I want to carve out Mengdie and let her live. I want the old man to look at her with new eyes!"

Looking at the pile of sawdust on the ground, beichenfeng took a deep breath, turned and left.

Doutian smiles. He sees a sense of striving in beichenfeng's eyes. Although beichenfeng is very lazy, he still breaks through to the ninth small realm of hedaozhan fairyland, which is enough to show the horror of his talent.If he can spend a tenth of his time on the soul carving, what will happen in the future?

All this, naturally, can not escape the capture of the old north, his heart slightly a Leng, when doutian came, the old North surprised asked: "God, what did you just say to him?"

Dou Tian laughed and said: "teacher, there is a kind of power in this world, which is very terrible. It may even surpass the so-called talent."

"What power?" The old man in the North looked unconvinced.

"The secret." Doutian shrugged, but added: "the power of love is terrible. Maybe beichenfeng will become a powerful soul sculptor in the future."

Then Dou Tian thought of the little devil again. Isn't it because of the little devil that he tries so hard to cultivate and become stronger?

"You little boy." Beilao was speechless for a while. He found that sometimes he couldn't see through doutian. Then he said, "there are two things to call you this time. The first thing is to give you something."

"Something." Doutian is a wonderful way. The things sent by Beilao are absolutely not simple. Otherwise, he would not be able to handle them.

"That's it." North old pointed to not far away corner Road, Dou Tian Shun north old look, look slightly tremble, as if to see a ghost in general.

as like as two peas in the corner, a young man is not the reason why he is shocked. The key is that the boy looks exactly like him.

Doutian looked at it carefully for a long time, but still didn't find any strange place. After a long time, he said, "teacher, is this the soul carving?"

if as like as two peas do not believe that the north can reproduce itself, the sky really thinks it is another self, which is very similar, even if the breath is the same.

"Yes, if you can make it really live, this is for you." The old man stroked his pale beard and said with a kind smile.