Wrong!

All of them didn't move.

Zheng Shiyi looked at the person beside him, but he was stunned, dummy, this is not a real person, but a dummy carved out of wood.

"All the people and everything in this city seem to be carved out of wood. Peng Junyue looked at Zheng Shiyi with a look of amazement.

"This ...... It's all a city of wood carvings. ”

Zheng Shiyi also looked at Peng Junyue with a look of amazement, and the two walked all the way along the street in front of them, not only people along the way, everything was carved out of wood.

Slowly, a figure finally appeared in his sight, a figure in motion.

A middle-aged man with a carving knife in his hand, sitting in the inn, carefully carving, everything in the inn is carved out of wood, the innkeeper, the shopkeeper, the wooden table, the wooden chair, the wine jug......

Everything is as big as a real thing, it looks like the real thing, and all the people, whether they are the guys in the hotel or the diners, are also vivid, and you can even see the joy and sorrow on their faces.

Kill the king!

Although Zheng Shiyi had never seen the Killing King, just by looking at it, he knew in his heart that the one in front of him was the Killing King.

The Killing King was just wearing an ordinary gray robe, and there was nothing special in his appearance, he seemed to be an ordinary carpenter, and there was no terrifying aura emanating from his body.

As if he didn't realize that someone was walking here, he continued to concentrate on carving.

Zheng Shiyi and Peng Junyue didn't speak, they just stood aside and watched every movement of the Killing King carving......

After a long time, almost another hour, the killing king finally finished carving the last diner, then put away the carving knife in his hand, looked back at Zheng Shiyi in the back, his seemingly ordinary face, his eyes showed a wise light, and asked, "How is my wood carving?"

The voice is neither high nor low, it is also like the appearance of killing the king, ordinary can no longer be ordinary, but somehow, Zheng Shiyi listened to this voice, but felt that in the voice, every byte seemed to be filled with the killing aura of Jin Ge Iron Horse.

Zheng Shiyi's gaze fell back on the carvings on the side, and he sincerely admired: "Killing the king, your carving is already superb, it looks like the real thing, but it's just ......."

Zheng Shiyi paused slightly as he spoke, and then sighed: "It's a pity, even if they are similar, they are just wood after all." ”

"yes, they're just wood. The killing king sighed with regret: "In the legend, the highest state of art is life, which is life!"

Legend has it that the ancients had supreme power, but they were able to do it, turning dead things into living things. It is rumored that the ancients were able to draw a picture of a beauty, and the beauty came out of the painting and came to life.

The ancients were able to carve a wooden horse, and the wooden horse became a real horse. And I can't do that now. ”

Zheng Shiyi looked at the king killing with a sigh on his face, and suddenly understood, this is probably the way to kill the king, although killing the king is like himself, he has been taught the fist intent on his body today, but the other party's way must still be different from his own.

If the king can be made into a real wooden man who can come back to life, then it is a completely different realm, but I can't imagine that the way to kill the king is actually carving.

His title is to kill the king, and he thought that the road to killing the king should be the kind of road full of killing.

The Killing King seemed to be in deep thought, and said with a yearning face: "I really don't know what kind of era the ancient era is. It's a pity that I wasn't born in that era. ”

Peng Junyue looked at the killing king, and suddenly said: "Actually, a genius is a genius in that era, and a powerful person is a powerful person no matter what era you are." This has nothing to do with the times. ”

The Killing King turned his head slightly, as if he was like an ordinary person without any specialness, and seemed to be full of wisdom and staring at Peng Junyue with eyes full of murderous aura.

In the next moment, he suddenly laughed, looked at Peng Junyue and smiled: "Interesting, really interesting." You're an interesting person. ”

"Where, where, it's just that everyone thinks Peng...... No, it's just that everyone thinks fat people are funny. Peng Junyue was rarely humble, but he was full of slander in his heart, who said that the king was arrogant, who said that it was difficult to contact the king, and the king was obviously very kind.

The Killing King glanced at Peng Junyue again with a smile on his face, and then turned his head to look at Zheng Shiyi and said, "You are also very good, it is really rare to be able to comprehend the fist intent of the saint at such a young age." ”

"It's just a fluke. Zheng Shiyi recalled the situation when he broke the seal, and sighed in his heart, if it weren't for the Divine Marquis Conference, I'm afraid he wouldn't be able to break the seal until now.

"Being able to comprehend the fist intent of the saint is your ability, so why be lucky. The Killing King said the word sage, and his face showed a clear look of reverence and even worship.

Zheng Shiyi was slightly surprised in his heart, when he reached the realm of killing the king, he could still have such a heart of worship for a person! And he was not the first, Fanyao's father, King Fan, was the Prince of Nine Stars, and when he talked about today's saint, he also showed a look of worship on his face.

It is even more amazing to be able to worship such two figures, and to be holy today.

Peng Junyue seized the opportunity and asked: "Kill the king, you said that Lao Shiyi has the ability, that means he has the ability, so do you think he can defeat the immovable king if he has the ability? Which of the two of them will win?"

"Fudo King is a big mountain, so high that many people can't see the top of the mountain. The Killing King said with a look of memory on his face: "I fought against the King of Fudo at the beginning, the King of Fudo, although he rose late, and he only rose in the past year or two, but he is indeed a genius in the world." ”

"Then you fought with the King of Fudong, who won?" Peng Junyue found that killing the king was not as arrogant as the legend, and he became bolder.

"I didn't lose. The killer looked as usual and said, "If you ask the king of Fudo, he will give you the same answer, saying that he has not lost." ”

"In other words, you're tied. Peng Junyue opened his mouth as a matter of course.

The Killing King shook his head lightly and said, "It's not a tie, I think I have the upper hand, but the Immovable King thinks he has the upper hand." ”

It's not a tie.

Peng Junyue slandered in his heart, and directly said that it was a tie, but he had to say that it was so troublesome, could this be the so-called master's demeanor? The masters should pay attention to such a tone, and talk about ordinary things as troublesome, and even talk about them in the clouds.

That's it, let's ask the topic of Lao Shiyi.

Peng Junyue continued to ask: "But the immovable king is no longer the immovable king, he is just the immovable marquis, what about the old ten wings this time, can he defeat the immovable king?"

"Where there is a mountain, someone will climb it. Some people give up halfway, and some people even fall down the mountain, but there is always someone who can climb to the top. Standing on the top of the mountain is naturally higher than the mountain. As he spoke, he looked at Zheng Shiyi with a smile on his face and said, "I'm optimistic that you can win, because you have comprehended the Holy Lord's fist intent." ”

"Oh, can the old Ten Wings win? This is great, Old Ten Wings, you see that even the king of killing is optimistic that you will win. When Peng Junyue heard this, he immediately shouted excitedly, and after shouting twice, he seemed to suddenly think of something, turned his head and looked at the Killing King with a curious expression: "In this way, under the same circumstances, the Immovable King will not be able to comprehend the Holy Fist Intent." ”

"No, if he is the Immovable King, he can break the seal faster and comprehend the Holy Fist Intent, but so what? I am optimistic about Zheng Shiyisheng. As the Killing King spoke, a strong aura of self-confidence suddenly poured out of his body, and the breath surged, even giving people the illusion that it had been condensed into substance, and it seemed that the air of this side of the world had become different.

After killing the king, he stretched out his hand, but two pieces of wood more than one person high appeared in his hand, and handed the wood to the two of them respectively, he took out a few carving knives and handed them to the two of them and said, "You have also seen me carve a portrait before, you can also try it." ”

"Make things, this thing, fat man I'm the best at. Peng Junyue confidently picked up the carving knife and walked to the wood directly, and began to carve it.

Zheng Shiyi took the carving knife, but in his mind, he recalled the steps when he killed the king and carved it before, and carefully began to use the knife while recalling.

I saw the carving of the killing king before, even easily, and the speed was extremely fast, but I only realized how difficult this carving was when I moved the knife.

Although he has an excellent control over his strength because of his cultivation, when he carves it, it is all kinds of uncomfortable and awkward.

The killing king moved a wooden chair that he had carved and polished, sat on the wooden chair, looked at Zheng Shiyi's carving, and just looked at it twice, and he laughed out loud.

"I said, boy, what are you doing that? You're going to carve, not to kill, and that knife isn't for killing, what are you doing so hard? Are you trying to pierce people directly?"

"Little one, what are you carving? Is it a human arm? But whose arm do you see, so many recesses in the middle?"

"You're an eye? Why are they triangular? Even triangular eyes aren't so triangular. ”

"You have two legs, one thick and one thin, what's the matter?

"Boy ......"

Killing the king sat on the chair and talked about Zheng Shiyi's carving at first, but slowly, he laughed more and more as he got older, and even laughed a little out of breath.

Zheng Shiyi's eagle is too ugly, too ugly, it's just ugly.

"This ...... This is too difficult, I thought I had a good control of the force, but when I carved it, I realized that the subtleties were too much. ”

Zheng Shiyi looked helplessly at the wood carving he carved that was completely asymmetrical on the left and right, and even the facial features were extremely weird, and his face was hot, compared with the carving of killing the king, he was really ugly.

It's Peng Junyue, his carving should be good.

Zheng Shiyi looked back at Peng Junyue's carving on the side, and at a glance, his heart was balanced, Peng Junyue's kid's carving looked not much better than his own carving, at most it was so strong, but the problem was that his carving was miserable.

He carved a line better than himself, which is also miserable.

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