At the same time, on the other side of the endless distant starry sky, in a huge star field shrouded in cyan light mist, a woman suddenly opened her eyes.

At this moment, the entire huge star field trembled violently.

In this huge and boundless star field, countless creatures suddenly crawled to the ground in fear, not knowing what kind of fire that existence generated?

......

In the courtyard, Fang Yuan looked at the stone statue in front of him with a smile on his face.

At this time, the terrifying aura of the stone statue disappeared completely, and another strange aura appeared.

This strange aura came from the center of the stone statue's eyebrows, Fang Yuan had already given life to the word "slave" in the center of the stone statue's eyebrows, and then used a secret method to fuse the slave word with the body of the stone statue, so that the breath of the slave word could penetrate every inch of the stone statue little by little.

When the slave breath completely penetrated the stone statue, the crushed breath belonging to the Qingwu God fused with the slave breath, and finally merged into one.

At the same time, the stone statue suddenly came to life, its long eyelashes blinked, and it looked curiously at Fang Yuan in front of him.

However, after staring at Fang Yuan for a while, it seemed to realize something, and then bowed its head respectfully and bent over, and said crisply: "Qingwu greets the master." ”

Fang Yuan raised his eyebrows and said in surprise, "Do you know your name is Qingwu?"

"Yes, master. The stone statue Qingwu replied respectfully.

Fang Yuan immediately stood up and looked at the beautiful and unparalleled stone statue Qingwu in front of him, "Why are you called Qingwu, what is your relationship with the Qingwu God?"

"Hey, yes, why did I know my name was Qingwu?" The stone statue Qingwu was suddenly confused, looking at her expression, it didn't look like pretending.

It frowned and pondered, as if it didn't understand why it was called Qingwu, and the owner didn't seem to name itself?

It's really weird......

"Ahem. Do you have any memories that belong to the Green Mist God?" Fang Yuan asked again, he felt that the state of this stone statue's life was a little strange.

"Who is the Blue Mist God?" the stone statue Blue Mist wondered.

"You don't know the Blue Mist God?"

"Does the slave maid have to know who the Qingwu God is?" The stone statue Qingwu looked naturally stunned, and looked at Fang Yuan with wide stone eyes, and actually had a cute feeling.

If those gods in the starry sky saw this scene, their jaws would probably drop.

Fang Yuan suddenly had a headache, feeling that this question was a bit too philosophical: "Don't talk about this, do you have any other memories, do you know how you were born?"

"There are no other memories, isn't the slave and maid given life by the master?" asked the stone statue Qingwu again in a cute voice.

Fang Yuan stroked his forehead, okay, his evil taste work failed, sure enough, if you want to enslave a god in the starry sky, it can't be so easy.

Judging from the previous aura collision, although the Blue Mist God seemed to be much weaker than himself, it was only the aura emanating from the stone statue after all, and the Blue Mist God's deity didn't know where it was.

In fact, being able to exert such a power from such a distance had already surprised Fang Yuan, and he guessed that this might be a function of the Godhead.

Coming back to his senses, Fang Yuan once again looked at the stone statue in front of him, judging from his aura, it seemed to have stellar-level strength.

This should be related to the quality of the stone used by Fang Yuan and the power contained in that slave character, and perhaps it is also related to the residual aura of the Qingwu God.

Fang Yuan pinched the face of the stone statue Qingwu with his hand, but the feel was not the same as pinching a stone, and then he pinched its chest again, and found that it was still the touch of a stone.

The stone statue Qingwu didn't know what the master was doing, although he was puzzled, he didn't ask much, he just obediently lowered his head and let Fang Yuan touch it, maybe in its cognition, everything about himself belongs to the master, and the master just touched it, it's not a big deal......

"What are you capable of?"

Fang Yuan lost interest in continuing to touch.

"Abilities?"

The stone statue Qingwu thought for a while: "Does it count if you can fly?"

Fang Yuan shook his head: "You stay and go." Well, from now on, you will be called Shi Qingwu. ”

"Yes, master. "'Shi Qingwu' didn't know if he had said the wrong thing, so he obediently took a few steps back, standing straight like a maid, motionless, as if it was really a stone statue.

Fang Yuan stood in place, thought for a long time, and took out a piece of stone and shaped it into Wang Yuanyuan.

However, after the shaping is completed, the stone statue is still a stone statue, and even if the temperament is imitated exactly the same, there is no change.

Later, Fang Yuan reshaped the stone statue into Xu Xiaomeng's appearance, and the same was true, and there were no special changes.

In the end, Fang Yuan shaped the appearance of Wang Lili, Qian Wushuang, and even Ah Huang and Caiyi, and there was no change.

Even that 'never' demigod, Fang Yuan had been shaped, and there was no special change, there was no sound similar to that of the Green Mist God, and there was no curse coming.

"It seems that it is really a special manifestation of the Godhead, and only a 'god' can manifest a special doppelganger in the distant starry sky. ”

Fang Yuan had no choice but to dispel the unrealistic idea, and planned to try it in a different way, using the method of carving.

Turning the previous stone back to its original state, Fang Yuan flipped his hand, conjured a carving knife, and then began to carve.

With the swing of the carving knife, pieces of rubble fell, and a delicate and beautiful face slowly appeared.

Not surprisingly, it was the Qingwu God again, it was not that Fang Yuan had special thoughts about the Qingwu God, but that he felt that it was not interesting to carve other people, or that it was the most interesting to carve this woman.

Fang Yuan's movements became faster and faster, the carving knife turned into an afterimage, and the gravel splashed, carving out inch by inch of skin with the utmost skill, and even the eyes, expressions, and so on.

Stone hair, ears, then slender neck, shoulders......

After carving the shoulder, Fang Yuan made a move, modified it slightly, and continued to carve, but Ah Huang's eyes, who had just come back to his senses not far away, were a little wrong, because ......

This time, the stone statue of the Blue Mist God is naked......

However, Ah Huang didn't look like a male, in fact, it was a female, so it didn't have any interest in the nudity of the humanoid female body, so it continued to sleep.

Although Fang Yuan was carving for the first time, his speed was extremely fast, even the so-called carving masters could not be compared, and his technique contained special power, every inch of skin carved out, that skin was like real skin.

In the flying rubble, Fang Yuan carved the towering twin peaks, the small waist of Yingying, the beautiful and lovely navel, the more beautiful and cute abalone, and the slender jade legs......

After carving these, Fang Yuan kept moving, turned the stone around, and began to carve the back.

Gradually, a nude stone statue appeared.

Beautiful buttocks with a gap between the two buttocks......

It can be said that except for the internal structure that has not been carved, the exterior is no longer any different from the body of the Green Mist God.

When the stone statue is completely carved, a wave of vitality is born from the inside of the stone statue, and then slowly spreads to every corner of the stone statue.

When the vitality spread all over the stone statue's body, the stone statue suddenly blinked, and then ...... There is no then.

"It's done. Fang Yuan smiled slightly, knowing that his attempt had been successful.

Although the stone statue in front of him still seemed to be a statue, in his eyes, the stone statue had a life of its own.

Although it can only blink now, it can run and jump as long as the vitality inside completely merges with the stone body.

"But this time, the Green Mist God didn't manifest?" Fang Yuan was a little strange.