Nie Kong turned his head in astonishment and looked at the Blood Fang Mansion under the lights. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Samurai below level 40, if they can condense the void Gang Qi into physical Gang energy, they are all the top masters in the country. Could Bloodtooth be such a master?

He hadn't found a chance to use the Soul Reading Technique on Blood Fang, but Nie Kong still knew a little bit about his secrets.

In addition to having a good demon girl named 'Qing Dove', who built an iceberg villa for her, Bloodtooth also often went to the extreme north to practice, Nie Kong knew that there was a place called Flint Village over there, and some people above level 30 needed to go there.

If Bloodtooth has a systematic workout method that can make Gangjin more condensed, then the value of this NPC is too great......

Nie Kong told Dugu Tiexin and them about Bloody Fang's reply, and also mentioned his promise to the three of them, the 'eye-catching' baby. Of course, his conjecture about Gangjin was not spoken.

"A baby that can make us look good?" The Red Dragon Fall groaned, "It's kind of interesting. ”

"You've found a treasure." The light of the sea also made a rare sound.

Dugu Tiexin saw that the other two had no objections, so he said: "Then it's decided, give him a day to prepare, I will also find the information of the Tiange Fortress, and we will act tomorrow night." ”

"Okay." Nie Kong answered and closed the chat group.

At this time, it was just night, and there were still many people in the Tieling Fortress who were busy, Nie Kong glanced at the time, hesitated, drilled into the teleportation array, and chose a destination called the Yellowstone Fortress.

Not far from this fortress, there was a copy that he had always remembered—the Altar of the Heart.

After a long trip to Nanling, Nie Kong's wood carving skills became more and more proficient, and if the things he made were put on the stall, he would definitely be able to sell them for a good price, a hundred yuan as a base.

The main thing is that he won't carve flowers, dolls, cabbage or something, if he wants to carve, he will carve a rem and put it on the net, the price will have to be turned at least a few times, and it will definitely not lose most of the old craftsmen.

It's not that he has much artistic talent, but that he is better at the accuracy of his mind and the cunning of his eyesight.

Of course, there should also be a little bit of an IQ factor.

He didn't want to hold on to his feet temporarily, and continued to practice his hand outside the dungeon for a while, VIP5's mental power increase gave him enough confidence to enter the dungeon directly.

System prompt: Do you want to enter the level 25 dungeon 'Heart Sealing Altar'? The difficulty of the quest will be unlocked during the attack.

"Yes."

The dungeon was still the familiar darkness, the glow of torches on the walls swaying in the wind, and the roars of monsters echoing through the depths of the cavern.

"Bai Ling, Manji, come out to work." Nie Kong skillfully opened the pet space, and at the same time, Zani and the crossbow demon soldier also walked out of the follower space.

"Warrior, can I ride this big white wolf to fight?"

An enthusiastic voice sounded next to him, and Nie Kong looked back to see that Zani was stroking Bai Ling's head with a smile, while explaining to him: "I grew up on the grassland, I rode a wolf when I was a child, I can ride on its back to fight, we will soon form a tacit understanding!" ”

Riding a wolf as a kid?

You're amazing......

Seeing that Bai Ling gave him a reluctant expression, Nie Kong just thought about how to refuse, when he saw Zani squatting down towards Bai Ling, holding its neck with one hand, rubbing its soft cheeks with the other, and muttering: "Your name is Bai Ling, right, why do you refuse me?" Although you can run slower with me, I can also help you deal with trouble, and I will never let you get hurt casually! ”

"Woo......"

Bai Ling looked at Nie Kong with an aggrieved expression, but his cheap master waved his hand: "Then it's decided, you guys can try it together, if it doesn't work, let's talk about it, this time the copy will be exercised first." ”

"Wow! Thank you Warriors! Zani cheered, skillfully turned over and straddled Bai Ling's back, moved his buttocks forward to adjust his sitting position, and pulled out a steel spear from behind his back, and said loudly: "I'm ready to fight!" ”

"Let's go."

Zani, who rode the white spirit, led the way, followed by Manji and the crossbowmen, and Nie Kong'er walked at the end, watching them face the cave apes and puppets.

The cooperation between Zani and Bai Ling looked a little chaotic, either Bai Ling lunged forward and almost knocked Zani down, or the spear that Zani swung was deflected because of Bai Ling's movements. But Nie Kong could see that both sides were trying their best to run in, and he was quite optimistic about the combination of the two.

All the way through the secret passage, the red sandalwood puppet at the bottom of the pass was killed again, Nie Kong opened the stone door with the puppet key composed of parts, and the group entered the altar corridor, lined with exquisite murals about the story of the god Kuma and the little princess.

After killing all the guard puppets without damaging the mural, and collecting a puppet key, the group opened the main entrance to the altar hall.

Along the way, Nie Kong basically didn't make much moves, a flying knife jumped and lingered in front of him, his eyes looked calmly ahead, and his state of mind gradually became peaceful.

"Brother Kuma, I'm a little homesick......"

The cold female voice echoed in the hall, and the scalp of the mad man was numb. The smell of decay was permeated in the stone wall hall, and the footsteps of Nie Kong and the others had a slight echo, making it even more empty.

Nie Kong waved his hand to signal Zani and the others to stop, and walked forward step by step along the steps under his feet, until he came to the circular pit in the center of the hall, where the portrait of the princess and several throwing knives were placed on the stone platform, and the purple wooden pillar was hung with ropes directly above.

Nie Kong closed his eyes and let out a long exhale, and after a few seconds, he opened his eyes, and a flying knife floated in the air with his gaze, flying into the air to hang the wooden stake.

The main topic of the S-class dungeon is just beginning.

"Brother Kuma! They're chasing me again, run, leave me alone! ”

The mournful female voice penetrated into Nie Kong's ears, and his gaze was unwavering.

The knife danced flexibly in mid-air, because the speed was too fast, and occasionally there was a soft sound, and a graceful female figure slowly emerged on the stake.

The later Nan Ling's journey went, the more interested Nie Kong became in wood carving.

Perhaps it was because of the yearning for perfection in the delicate carving of wood carvings that made him feel at peace.

Sometimes, when he unconsciously talks to the work, it seems that he can enter a state, and the occasional strokes do not seem to be under his control, but a few strokes drawn by a person who takes advantage of his distraction to communicate with the soul of the work.

When he finally examines his work, he often finds that the few strokes he drew when he was distracted are almost flawless.

Even if there is a flaw, after careful consideration, he will always find that the flaw is also a 'flaw' that pursues truth and is better than perfection.

I don't know if this is what the ancients said, 'the pen is like a god'.

The little princess's body shape was roughly outlined, and Nie Kong pinched his chin to observe the wood carving, but he was not thinking about the details, but looking directly at the uncarved human face.

The ancient painting on the stone table had already been imprinted in his mind, and Nie Kong looked at the blank human face, fantasizing about every look of the little princess.

"Brother Kuma...... Look at the candy man pinched by that person, it's not as good as you at all, can you pinch me another one~"

When this sound entered Nie Kong's ears, the flying knife that had been still for a long time moved again, and he began to carve the tassels and folds of the clothes, and the bare skin of the girl outside the clothes.

As time passed, the wood carving hanging in mid-air gradually evolved into a pretty woman in a delicate robe, and the flying knife as agile as a cicada's wings had begun to carve the girl's face.

This piece of cold purple wood has become flowing black hair, into two crescent-like thin eyebrows, into a chin and face that is too fat and a little less thin, into a delicate and lovely nose, and into delicate and small lips.

The flying knife suddenly hovered in the air, Nie Kong closed his eyes, and said hello to the little princess in his heart, and the little princess also waved at him with a sweet smile......

After a moment of reflection, he opened his eyes again, and the throwing knife hovered over the eyes of the wood carving, and gently pressed down.

The last step of the wood carving, the eye, was slowly carved out by him.

After a while, looking at the statue of the beauty hanging in the air, Nie Kong was in a trance for a while.

Indeed, as beautiful as a fairy.

"This is really a ...... carved out of me"

After a period of getting along day and night, it is impossible to say that he has no feelings for the girl in this story, after all, she is a beautiful woman who has a lot of pen and ink in the history books, and she has to carve her portrait every day, and he is indeed a little addicted.

"Alas......"

Nie Kong let out a long sigh and stopped thinking nonsense.

He always felt that his carving level was still a lot worse, and this wood carving still looked like a dead thing, and it didn't feel alive.

I don't know when it started, but the female voice in the hall stopped talking. Nie Kong inadvertently glanced at the time, but was stunned to find that it was already 11 o'clock in the evening.

This time, the carving took more than two hours unconsciously.

With a slight wave of his hand, the rope that tied the purple statue untied and fell to the ground, and Nie Kong used his mental power to control the statue to slowly fall, and steadily put it into the dark pit in the center of the hall.

A sound of a mechanism rattling came from below, and then a long, dull sigh echoed throughout the hall.

"It's been so many years, and finally, someone has broken the seal again......"