Chapter Seventy-Seven: The Master of Stone Carving (Part II)
"I don't know!" Without thinking, the two waiters said in unison.
"Hey, hey!" Luo Lan sneered.
Lies can deceive people, but expressions cannot.
Under his gaze, the eyes of the two involuntarily dodged.
"These two must have known."
Looking at Cisse's increasingly indifferent eyes, Luo Lan knew that there was not much time left for him.
At this time, it must be desperate, Luo Lan gritted his teeth, and two green rays of light shot out of his eyes, entering the eyes of the two waiters.
The two waiters, who were originally respectful, immediately became sluggish!
"It's necromancy – ecstasy."
A twinkle flashed in Cisse's eyes.
"Tell me, who carved the stone carving?" Luo Lan asked leisurely.
The two waiters looked at Luo Lan blankly, and replied mechanically.
"It's Master Lubor!"
Lubol, I don't go to you for revenge, but you come to provoke me, the killing intent in Luo Lan's eyes flashed.
"What about the stone carvings, where were the stone carvings in the wooden box placed?"
Right now, this is what Luo Lan wants to know most.
"Smashed, smashed by Young Master Lubor."
Both waiters replied at the same time.
Groov!
Luo Lan's heart sank suddenly, and the most worrying thing happened to him.
"Smack, smack, slap......"
Cisse clapped softly, the corners of her mouth curled, and she smiled sarcastically.
"I didn't realize that you were still a necromancer. But the stone carvings I want to see are not this clumsy performance. ”
"Lord Hisse, please give me half an hour, the stone carving will be there soon." Luo Lan suddenly calmed down and said to meet Cisse's gaze.
"Lord Cisse, please believe Brother Luo Lan, this is a deliberate frame-up." Lin Lei pleaded.
"Okay, for the sake of Master Lin Lei's face, I'll give you another half an hour." Heather said lazily.
"Thank you, Lord Cisse."
Luo Lan walked quickly to one of the bluestones, touched the boulder with both hands, and was able to clearly probe the condition inside the boulder.
In the blink of an eye, Luo Lan opened his eyes again and slowly pulled out the flat knife on his waist.
"Our genre is called the Flat Knife Stream, Lord Hisse, you see it."
The words landed, and suddenly there was a continuous sound of air stabbing in the room, and for a while, the sword light was like practice, and the white clouds flew up.
The hard bluestone was washed away little by little under the knife, revealing its true face.
Luo Lan didn't need to think about it at all, a statue he had carved hundreds of times in eight years, and all the images seemed to be engraved in his heart.
Chop, chip, slice, ......
A flat knife danced a different trick in Luo Lan's hand.
A tall posture, a towering nose, and resolute eyes......
The figure of Hillman appeared in Luo Lan's eyes again, and the teachings of the past came to his heart bit by bit.
He is strict and harsh, and hopes that his son will become a dragon.
He cared for and loved and taught the Secret Texts.
He was tenacious and self-sacrificing.
……
Scenes of emotions are integrated into the stone carvings between the swing of the flat knife, and at this moment, Luo Lan's heart is fused with the boulder, and the knife moves at will. A whirlwind formed around Luo Lan, and his mind merged with the earth and wind, and a steady stream of earth and wind elements merged into Luo Lan's body
He seemed to be able to feel the veins of the boulder, and the image of Hillman in his mind was fleshed out with a little memory.
……
Half an hour is over in the blink of an eye.
The wind stops!
Luo Lan's eyes were full of tears, and a complete stone sculpture nearly two meters high was presented in front of the three of them.
"Good, good, good ......"
This is a work comparable to the "awakening of a dream" of stone carving, to be able to witness the birth of a stone carving master, Cisse immediately smiled, praised three times, turned away, and left a word.
"Master Luo Lan, there are many offends today, we will meet another day."
……
Time is like a wheel, time is like a song, and Finlandtown is more dazzling than the description of a wandering bard.
People had not yet recovered from the shock of waking up from the auction of stone carvings, and then their mouths opened wide when they were shocked by another piece of information.
Master Lin Lei and Luo Lan have been made marquises!
The royal family of Finlay canonized two high-ranking nobles at once, which made everyone's jaws drop. You must know that the Finlay royal family is notoriously stingy with the title, and named Lin Lei as a marquis, everyone can understand that the seventeen-year-old dual-line magician is still the most prestigious stone carving master in the Magnolia Continent, which is well deserved.
What kind of person is Luo Lan, he is not well-known, how can he be on par with Master Lin Lei.
The speculation and doubts of the outside world, the Finlay royal family disdained to refute the rumors, and Luo Lan was in no mood to pay attention to it.
The green orchard on Luye Road is next to Lin Lei's mansion, thousands of years of accumulation, the royal family of Finlay has accumulated a lot of wealth, in the location of Luye Road, where every inch of land is valuable, there are more than a dozen sets of yards.
Clyde is also a little generous to the two, and as soon as he makes a move, he gives away two sets, worth nearly 10 million gold coins.
In the back garden, Luo Lan held a heavy sword in one hand, pointing obliquely at the sky, standing like a sculpture, and his whole body and mind were immersed in the sword move just now.
The use of the sword is not rigid and relies on force.
It requires a combination of fighting energy and strength, saving every bit of strength and fighting energy in the body, and perfectly bursting out with the greatest lethality, which is swordsmanship proficiency.
The second step after fully mastering the swordsmanship technique is to turn the heavy sword into an extension of your body, which is - lifting weights as lightly.
Luo Lan prefers to refer to it as the unity of man and sword.
God and Tianhe, with their own perception of the law of the general trend of heaven and earth, every move, like heaven help, this is the potential mentioned in the dragon blood secret book.
Luo Lan's own understanding is the so-called unity of heaven and man in Chinese Taoism.
He has now completely achieved weightlifting, but for the comprehension of the potential, he always feels that through a thin layer of mist, occasionally a flash of inspiration is touched, but in the blink of an eye, it becomes like a detachment.
"Sangkun, Golden Retriever, you two come to accompany me to practice swords." Luo Lan had no clue, and his face was depressed.
"Boss, I'm here!"
On the rockery, the golden retriever jumped down excitedly, and he was already itching when he watched from the side.
"Young Master."
Sankun also stood up.
The two of them surrounded Luo Lan in the center, one in front of the other.
"Look at the sword!"
Luo Lan roared.
The sword roared with a dragon roar, cutting the wind and waves, and the black sword body dragged a piercing sonic boom and smashed towards Sangkun.
Boom!
There was a loud bang.
Sang Kun didn't defend at all, and walked directly in front of Luo Lan, with a string of sparks splashed on his back, not even a single piece of scale.
The greater the racial restriction, the stronger the strength after promotion, as the only ninth-level velociraptor in the Magnolia Continent, Sangkun's defense far exceeds that of dragons of the same level.
A blow that the ninth-level silver dragon couldn't block couldn't break through Sang Kun's scale armor defense at all, unless Luo Lan could combine the power of heaven and earth, it would be difficult to cause damage to Sang Kun.
"Still won't work!"
Luo Lan was unwilling and roared angrily.
"Come again!"
Luck and arm, I saw a flash of black light in front of me, and the sword smashed heavily on Sang Kun's back, directly knocking him out.