Supreme Killer

Chapter 57 Another Xiao Fan?

As Bei Chenfeng joined the carving, the sword qi in the courtyard became more and more dense, but there was Bei Lao, and the sword qi of the two carved with Bei Lao as the center and did not interfere with each other.

After a while, Xiao Fan finally stopped. He slowly opened his eyes and looked at his perfect masterpiece.

"This?" Xiao Fan showed an ugly look. In front of him, there was a wood more than one meter high. The wood was covered with lines and it was extremely complicated. Xiao Fan was satisfied with this.

However, the wood is very ugly, nothing like it at all, and even worse than the wood before carving.

"Haha, mine is fine too, speed." Bei Chenfeng laughed and looked at Xiao Fan and said, "I said, Shishu, your carving is too arbitrary, you can carve with your eyes closed, it's amazing. "

Bei Chenfeng's face was full of triumph, and he walked towards Xiao Fan holding a sculpture over one meter high.

Xiao Fan shook his head bitterly. The two of them only talked about the things they carved. It was really a difference between the world and the earth. His carving skills were not as good as Bei Chenfeng.

However, thinking that he could carve something for the first time, it was already considered amazing, so Xiao Fan comforted himself in his heart.

It's just that when Xiao Fan saw the sculpture in Bei Chenfeng's hands, he was very surprised: "This guy actually carved Qin Mengdie, and it's so vivid. If this technique is used to pick up girls, it will be almost invincible."

"At least better than you!" Just then, Bei Lao's solemn voice sounded.

"Greater than me, grandpa, you can't take sides, I'm so vivid, I'm much more beautiful than the one carved by Uncle Master." Bei Chenfeng said with an unconvinced expression.

This time, the sculpture, but the most perfect work he has carved in his life, how could it be inferior to Xiao Fan?

"Can you make it come alive?" Bei Lao said sharply.

"Eh?" Bei Chenfeng said nothing, and was speechless for a while.

"What is the most important thing about the works carved by the soul carver? Charm? The texture?" Bei Lao's words continued to sound, his face showing a look of hatred for iron and steel.

"None of these!" Bei Lao stood up slowly, and walked to Xiao Fan's ten anomalies, "The most important thing in the works of the soul carver is vitality! Then it is practical, and finally is the charm and texture!"

Speaking of this, Bei Lao suddenly flicked his finger and moved towards the ten-unlike point. There was a ray of light blooming at the tip of his finger. Xiao Fan glared and exclaimed, "Vitality!"

Yes, the light from Bei Lao's fingertips gave him a feeling of majestic vitality.

puff!

A finger poked on the ten-dimension, the next moment, the ten-dimension soul pattern suddenly began to surround the whole body, and then, the ten-dimension actually stood up, exuding a breath that is indistinguishable from other people.

"Now, what do you have to say? Can your work survive? At least, I can't find a way." Bei Lao looked more and more serious, "In my eyes, this is not a work, it is simply It's just rubbish!"

Speaking of this, Bei Lao raised his hand, and the statue in front of Bei Chenfeng suddenly exploded. Even he could not find a way to survive the work, and there was no need for it.

"Grandpa, don't!" Bei Chenfeng exclaimed, trying to stop it, but it was too late.

"You are here to help me understand, see where you are wrong!" Bei Lao snorted coldly.

Bei Chenfeng froze there, at a loss for a while, his expression was a bit blurred, he didn't know why Bei Lao was so angry today.

"Teacher." Xiao Fan couldn't see it, and took a deep breath.

He didn't know why Bei Lao was so angry today, but he could understand Bei Lao's thoughts. On the surface, the things that Bei Chenfeng carved were really good, but they weren't what the soul carver should focus on most.

Lao Bei was not really angry, but just hating iron for not making steel. In his eyes, Bei Chenfeng wasted a great talent because he could have inherited the legacy of Lao Bei.

"Xiao Fan, you don't need to intercede for him, you come with me." Bei Lao waved his hand and walked toward the house.

"A piece of rubbish?" Bei Chenfeng's face was ashes, even if he participated in the battle of life and death, he was not so uncomfortable. When the charm of Qin Mengdie was carved out, he was inexplicably excited, but he was merciless by Bei Lao. Ruined.

"Bei Chenfeng, although I think what you carved just now is good, it is **** in Bei Lao's eyes, just because it has no vitality. In that case, why don't you engrave Qin Mengdie?" Xiao Fan looked at it. But when I went, when passing by Bei Chenfeng, he gave Bei Chenfeng a voice message.

"Engraving the birth machine?" Bei Chenfeng trembled all over his body when he heard the words, his eyes regained his gaze again, and said firmly: "Yes, I want to really carve Mengdie and let her come to life. I want the old man to look at him with admiration!"

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

Xiao Fan smiled. He saw a sense of hard work in Bei Chenfeng's eyes. Although Bei Chenfeng was very lazy, he still broke through to the late War Emperor, which is enough to show the horror of his talent.

If he can spend a tenth of his time on the soul sculpture, what will happen in the future?

All of this naturally couldn't escape Bei Lao's capture. He was slightly taken aback. When Xiao Fan walked over, Bei Lao asked in surprise: "Fan'er, what did you tell him just now?"

Xiao Fan smiled and said, "Teacher, there is a kind of power in this world that is terrifying, and may even surpass the so-called talent."

"What power?" Bei Lao looked disbelief.

"Secret." Xiao Fan shrugged, but added in his heart: "The power of love is terrible. Perhaps, in the future, Bei Chenfeng will become a powerful soul carver."

Immediately, Xiao Fan thought of the little witch again. Isn't it because of the little witch that he cultivated so hard and wanted to become stronger?

"You kid." The old man was speechless for a while. He realized that sometimes he couldn't see Xiao Fan at all, and then he said again: "I called you here this time. There are two things. The first thing is to send you. thing."

"What?" Xiao Fan said curiously, the things that Mr. Bei gave would definitely not be simple, otherwise he wouldn't be able to get it.

"That's it." Old Bei pointed to a corner not far away. Xiao Fan followed Bei Lao's gaze and his expression trembled slightly, as if he had seen a ghost.

In that corner, there was a young man standing. This was not the reason for Xiao Fan's shock. The key was that the young man looked exactly like him.

Xiao Fan looked carefully for a long time, but still didn't find any peculiarities, and then said for a long time, "Teacher, this is a soul sculpture?"

If it weren't for Xiao Fan who didn't believe that Bei Lao could copy himself, Xiao Fan would really think that it was another self, it was too similar, even if the breath was exactly the same.

"Yes, if you can make it come alive, this thing will be given to you." Bei Lao stroked his pale beard and smiled kindly.