Huang Yu was already sweating profusely.

The stone pillars that had been used for him to practice carving had all been destroyed by him, so the soldiers in the barracks brought him a new batch.

Huang Yan raised his head and glanced at the various tools that Kong Xiao had left for him before leaving—carving knives, saws, files, chisels, drills, grinding heads, milling cutters, and a handle without a blade.

These tools usually seem to be extremely simple things to construct, but now, once you need to change your aura into the shape of these tools, it seems to be extremely complicated.

Huang Yan picked up the handle of the knife casually and pondered silently, according to Kong Xiao, as long as the spiritual energy is released on the handle, the handle will automatically generate an aura blade, which is a good auxiliary prop for novices.

"Novice ......" for some reason, Huang Yan was a little unhappy, but what he was more curious about was Kong Xiao's "skill".

Kong Xiao's skill is called "goldsmith", which belongs to the "flow-transformation" system, in general, he can change the shape of certain metals at will, and even change certain properties, for example, he can transform the "flowing copper" that has just changed from the "teleportation ring" in his hand into a variety of carving tools (that is, those placed in front of Huang Yan), in this process, these "flowing copper" not only change the appearance, but also change its density and the degree of friction on the surface.

Of course, the "goldsmith" is not omnipotent, and like all techniques, there are certain limitations, and these limitations are first related to the total amount of aura of the user.

In order not to consume excessive amounts of gas, Kong Xiao generally chooses materials that are relatively easy to be changed, such as "flowing copper", which, as the name suggests, has a low hardness and can undergo various types of changes as long as it is processed slightly.

For example, if a sword is made by simply using a "goldsmith" to change the appearance of a piece of material and transform it into a sword, it is far from being able to compete with a sword made by combining multiple materials and refining it by hand.

However, it is obvious that not all "Hua" rangers will choose "craftsman" as their profession, and Huang Ji is also a "Hua" ranger, but his "skills" are more for destruction.

However, since Huang Yan had skipped the process of learning the "change" of the aura in the Fengxian Mountain before, his "transformation" was only in the initial stage at present, and he could only transform the aura into the two relatively simplest shapes, the "knife" and the "cone", which was certainly not enough to carve complex shapes, and this situation had been maintained for more than two hours before Kong Xiao left.

Kong Xiao did not leave Huang Ji for half a step in these two hours, as long as there was something wrong, he would point it out to Huang Yan, and now, basically everything that can be said is finished, and he can only silently look forward to Huang Yan's performance.

"......" Kong Xiao looked at Huang Yan and was anxious for Huang Yan, but his heart was more surprised.

Generally speaking, it is not very difficult for people with the talent of "transformation" to change the shape of the aura, for example, although Huang Zheng has not studied the change of qi before, he is very naturally able to change the emitted aura into a fan-shape, which is his intuition.

As for why these emitted aura looks like blades, it is actually due to the natural deformation of qi in mid-air, in other words, it is the result of Huang Yu's inability to maintain the shape of the aura.

In other words, if you go one step further and maintain the shape of the changed aura, it is much more difficult than just changing the shape. While it is natural for someone who is very familiar with a certain shape to maintain it, it takes a lot of concentration and mental energy for beginners to maintain a shape that has never been used before

(However, if it is only to change the personal aura, rather than radiating it, as is the case now, the consumption of the aura itself is not large.)

As far as ordinary beginners are concerned, this process lasts for half an hour at most, and reactions such as dizziness and nervousness will occur.

Now, Huang has lasted more than four times as long as the average person, and there have been no adverse reactions.

It only shows that this person has long been trained to maintain concentration. Kong Xiao on the side thought about it, and at the same time, he thought that the help he could give to Huang Yan had come to an end, and staying here seemed to be only interfering with Huang Yan, so he silently left the barracks.

But Huang Yan didn't notice this at all.

When Huang Yan's "Jueyuan" is completely put away, it is when his attention is absolutely focused.

――――

Xianyin Plaza.

Feng Chenghuang accepted the task entrusted to him by Lin Dongyin and came here to find Huanqing.

Before he came here, he thought that the so-called Xianyin Square might be a place to set up a stage and sing opera, not very exquisite, or maybe a place for boring people to come and join in the fun.

But when he saw from afar the people singing on a vermilion circular stage, he knew at once that the performers here were not ordinary people—smiling, swaying, single-minded.

"Just for leisure, not for fame and fortune. Feng Chenghuang's mind suddenly sounded the words of Huan Qing when he introduced this place before.

The people who perform are all attentive people, and the people who listen are naturally not unintentional.

There are rows of fixed tables and chairs around the stage, all of which are crowded with people, and there are many people who bring their own chairs to win a seat, and there are many shops selling dim sum and tea nearby, so you may be able to stay here for a whole day.

"Everyone here knows all the people in Huanqing?" Feng Chenghuang couldn't help but doubt this sentence.

Or ask those who seem to frequent.

The people on the periphery of the audience are basically standing and watching, it seems that they are just passing tourists, Feng Chenghuang bypassed them and walked inward, fortunately, even though it was almost crowded with people, they still left a few roads for people to enter and exit, Feng Chenghuang passed from here, ready to ask the owner of a shop.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa!"

Just when Feng Chenghuang was halfway through, suddenly all the male audience stood up and shouted feverishly, covering Feng Chenghuang's sight at once. While he was worried, he heard—

Song.

A few lines of cappella.

Feng Chenghuang felt that all his attention had been grabbed.

Although it is a cappella, the singing voice is not disguised at all, but it is extremely ostentatious, as if it wants to inlay gold and silver in the throat, full of gorgeous singing.

Feng Chenghuang never thought that he would be attracted by such a singing voice, and he couldn't help but want to see what kind of character the singer was.

But the first thing is to find Huanqing.

"Tsk, a bunch of stinky men, are they all crazy?

“......”

Feng Chenghuang looked to the side, and there were two rather interesting people, whose behavior was completely opposite to the people around him: a tall man in pure white clothes was sitting on a chair silently drinking tea without interest, and a short girl in black with pink trim next to him was trying to jump to see the performance on the stage. Seeing this, Feng Chenghuang smiled and had no intention of stopping again.

"Emerald green pupils, pale blue aura. Your surname is Feng, right?"

“！”

The man in white suddenly spoke, and said the identity of Feng Chenghuang, Feng Chenghuang immediately became vigilant, but did not show it on his face. He turned his head and said with a smile: "I am indeed surnamed Feng, I don't know who Your Excellency is?" Two chess pieces slipped down from his cuffs and secretly held them in his hands.

"Huh?" The little girl also looked at it, and said happily for no reason: "Oh, hehehe, it's really from the Feng family, and they really look like the two of them from gradually away!"

Even Feng Jianyao and Wu Zhiqin knew each other, and Feng Chenghuang became more and more vigilant.

The man in white said slowly: "Put away your weapons, Feng Jianyao and Wu Zhiqin also have a little friendship with us, and we have no ill will towards you." He looked at the little girl next to him and added, "I just accompanied this girl to watch the show." ”

"Is it just 'a little friendship'?" the little girl leaned her face to the man in white and said, "You are really inhumane!" Then he turned to Feng Chenghuang and said, "Little doll, are you called Feng Chenghuang?"

Seeing that these two people really didn't look like enemies, Feng Chenghuang raised his arms and waved slightly, and the two chess pieces were rolled back into the cuffs by the way, and said: "I am indeed Feng Chenghuang, I don't know ...... two."

"Let's just think you've never seen us. The man in white made a gesture and said, "It's no good to know too much now." With that, he signaled to the little girl next to him that it was time to leave.

"Alas. The little girl sighed and said, "Anyway, these stinky men are blocking me, and I can't see anything, this girl is like a flower, but she is short, she is really jealous of the beauty." ”

Seeing that the two were about to leave, Feng Chenghuang didn't say more, the little girl glanced at him when she passed by him, and said with a smile: "Oh, hehehe, what a handsome little guy, more handsome than your father!

Feng Chenghuang looked at the backs of the two people leaving, one tall and one short, and after walking a few steps, the little girl opened the umbrella that she had been holding in her hand, although it was not raining today.

"Oooo

There was another wave of wolf howls from the people around, and it seemed that the performers on the stage had changed, but the enthusiasm of the people remained undiminished, but this time the performance seemed to be a dance, and Feng Chenghuang could not hear any other sound except for the accompanying music.

Feng Chenghuang was also curious, so he moved to the front, however, the scene he saw stunned him.

It was Huanqing who danced on the stage.

I saw that Huanqing's face was covered with a faint pink rouge, her eyes lightly traced a few eyeliners, the clothes on her body were replaced by a deciduous red robe spun from Ningyun yarn, and she was wearing three-color purple dancing shoes with red gold thread on her feet, dancing together with several dancers behind her on the stage.

Huanqing's expression was extremely comfortable, as if she had found herself in this dance, and she could just keep dancing and never stop.

Feng Chenghuang looked at her, but he couldn't notice the slightest displeasure in her.

By the time she finished dancing, Feng Chenghuang had been waiting in the audience for a long time.

"Haha, Lin Dongyin, this guy actually sent you to be a lobbyist...... Don't worry, I just deliberately scared him, how can I say that I am angry when I am angry?"

Feng Chenghuang explained to Huanqing the reason for his arrival, Huanqing laughed, explained, and said: "He, if you don't scare him, he will always be a big grin, and he doesn't care about you at all!"

After dancing, Huanqing seemed to be a different person, not only exuding indescribable freedom from top to bottom, but even the address to Lin Dongyin became casual.

She said with great interest: "I met him here, at that time I was a little girl who had just learned to dance, after a dance, everyone in the audience cheered, I almost cried, only him, a person desperately applauded, and fought with the people around him, as a result, his nose was blue and his face was swollen, so I took care of him for a few weeks." ”

Feng Chenghuang's usual appearance appeared in Lin Dongyin's mind, and he was about to say that he would be so innocent at that time, but Huanqing added: "Later, I learned that those people around him were his subordinates, and in order to attract my attention, he acted on a good show thoroughly!"

"Hahaha, this is Lin Gongzi's style!" Feng Chenghuang couldn't help laughing.

The two chatted like this and slowly walked out of the crowd.

――――

"Hey, don't go, you haven't told me how to get to Hexagonal Street?"

The two didn't take a few steps before they saw Tu Yu's figure, and he was still looking for someone to ask about "Liufang Street".