Ascend Mien, fight Mi Qiu.

Too much giving, sometimes it will inspire the evil in the other party's heart.

Anyway, the platform is their own, and the resources are all in their hands, and these people can't afford to make any waves.

More and more people rushed to Lu's house.

Some began to regret it, and their tone softened a lot.

And some people are still tough and ask Lu Zi'an to give a satisfactory answer.

Lu Zi'an was always quietly carving, and the wood slowly rotated in his hands, carving and painting auspicious clouds and blessings from the sky.

The mind is quiet and not worried, and the heart is disturbed.

The scent of descents in the air wafts softly and leisurely.

Light, yet flavorful.

In such an environment, no matter how impetuous people are, they will slowly calm down.

Some debris continued to fall between Lu Zi'an's fingers, and the wood in his palm had gradually revealed a slightly upturned phoenix head.

The phoenix's mouth is carved into a hook ring, and there is a string of beads hanging below, and the bottom is a delicate camel bell.

He is not sad or happy, and he is fully committed to it.

This is a real demeanor.

The barrage in the live broadcast room suddenly decreased a lot.

Everyone fell silent and quietly enjoyed the scene.

And Lu Zi'an also had a unique feeling in such a situation.

What kind of mood did the original craftsman carve this palace lamp?

Out of thin air...... What does it feel like?

The body is light and fluttering, as if it is flying, and it is like falling.

is not afraid of the chaos of the world, but also does not indulge in the red dust.

If, at the beginning, he was still controlling the direction of the carving knife.

Well, at this moment, the wood has taken on its own mind.

He's not a controller, he's just a manipulator.

wood, it is alive.

Its breath is hidden in the rings of the year, hidden in the mottled and gorgeous textures.

The carving knife slashed over it, outlining the beauty it couldn't wait to see.

With a hint of shyness, expectation, and that vigorous hope.

From an old piece of wood to a beautiful craft, it is joyful in the process.

It has a natural dependence on the master who changes it, meekly allowing him to rub it.

Lu Zi'an could even feel its joy as the carving knife flew.

It was waiting, looking forward to the moment when it would come out of its chrysalis.

There is a kind of cicada that lies dormant in the ground for 17 years before coming out of the chrysalis, hence the name 17-year cicada.

And the wood has been waiting for many seventeen years for this metamorphosis.

After carving the last knife, he even closed his eyes slightly, reminiscing about the strange feeling.

Every piece of wood is unique, and no piece is exactly the same, not even the wood on the same tree.

He held the phoenix head loosely, and the phoenix head peeking out of his fingers was unlike anything he had done before.

It's just a patch, but it seems to have its own aura.

Again!

Lu Zi'an opened his eyes suddenly, and while he still felt it, he directly changed a carving knife and picked up the largest piece of wood.

This is used to carve the supplement for the belly of the middle of the palace lamp, and he needs to hollow out the "dragon and phoenix Chengxiang" on it.

When the carving knife landed on the surface of the wood, Lu Zi'an felt an invisible force pushing his hand.

Is he carving, or is the wood actively showcasing?

No, he blended it in.

He wanted to make himself a corner of the lantern.

Huanghuali has a magnificent color and a more unique charm due to the accumulation of time.

After decades or even hundreds of years of wind and sun, its performance is also more stable than new wood and more adaptable to environmental changes.

Among the classical furniture that has been handed down, there are many furniture made of rosewood.

These Huanghuali furniture, with its dignified and generous shape, euphemistic and smooth lines, has become a classic for centuries.

The wood grain of Huanghuali itself is strong, or for the mountain, or for the water, and it can arouse the imagination more when made into handicrafts.

Each piece of wood, bearing the imprint of time, is unique.

Therefore, Lu Zi'an hopes that he can live up to the beauty of wood itself and use his power to bring them back to life.

He has the same mood for every piece of wood.

When he finished carving this piece of material, the system light screen suddenly appeared.

A row of large red bold characters appeared: [The mood meets the requirements, the points are full, is it upgraded?]

Intentionally planting flowers does not bloom, and unintentionally planting willows and willows into the shade.

At that moment, a smile suddenly bloomed between Lu Zi'an's eyebrows.

It's like relief, and it's like emotion.

The so-called master craftsmen have never focused on skills or art.

It's the state of mind.

Step by step, from beginner to advanced, it is his skills that are exercised, and it also arouses his expectations.

And raising the threshold of the master level to 100,000 is to ask him to carefully experience the feeling from high tension to slow relaxation, and finally to natural in the process.

Lu Zi suddenly brightened up.

Then, he cautiously clicked the upgrade button.

[The upgrade is successful.] 】

[The Master Craftsman system has been detected to be the lowest version, and an upgrade has been requested, is it an upgrade?] 】

These two options!

Awesome, great!

He has the characteristics of a black belly!

Lu Zi'an couldn't help but smile and nodded yes.

[The system is being upgraded, and it detects that the bound person is highly exhausted and physically exhausted, and the system will start the automatic protection repair program.] 】

What is that thing?

Before Lu Zi'an could ask this sentence, his eyes were dark, and he fell straight down.

Fortunately, he was already sitting in a chair, so he fell into the chair first, and then slowly slid down.

This time, the live broadcast room exploded directly.

【Groove!Groove Groove!】

Where is my master's house, I don't know the address when I call 120!]

[Don't have anything to do!]

[The master is really desperate, he has been broadcasting live every day for a while, and he has been invited to go on TV, and he can't stop every day. 】

[It's all those people! I came to the live broadcast room to spray the master just now!]

The emotions of the fans were quickly infected, and while they were anxious and worried, they also began to think of ways to do so.

There are also many people who are in a hurry, but they have no choice but to secretly pray that the master will not be fine.

In the midst of the uproar, there was a gentle knock on the door.

Someone pushed the door, poked a head into it, and said with a smile: "Brother Zi'an, it's time to eat!"

Shen Mange's smiling face froze after seeing Lu Zi'an who fell to the ground, and in the next second, she suddenly pushed open the door and ran in.

"Zi'an!" she pounced and pulled away the chair that was stuck in Lu Zi'an.

Lu Zi'an, who was lying on the ground, still had a shallow smile on the corner of his lips, as if he was just asleep.

But Shen Mange couldn't wake him up no matter how he called him.

"Telephone, ambulance......" She hurriedly took out her mobile phone, knelt on the ground, and lifted Lu Zi'an's head slightly.

Lu's father and Lu's mother, who heard the movement, also walked in, and when they saw Lu Zi'an unconscious, they immediately became a mess.