Chapter Twenty-Eight: Night Carving

Liu Suifeng smiled, Cai'er was motionless, even like a dead thing, a five-colored bird carving alive!

Little Stone is angry in the inner room, Cai'er is sleeping on the shelves, and the whole world of Liu Suifeng is quiet. He calmed down, looked at the cramped and small Condor Workshop in front of him, and his mind suddenly moved, wanting to buy a big house in Peony City, where every inch of land is valuable.

Looking at the inner room and then at the shelves, Liu Suifeng's heart had an inexplicable feeling, from now on, he was no longer fighting alone.

As soon as he stretched out his hand, he took out a small stone from his chest, which the old man had given him before he died.

This is a small stone that looks very ordinary, and it doesn't look special, but thinking of the old man's solemn look before he died, Liu Suifeng couldn't help but look at it carefully. It was pitch black, like charcoal, dazzlingly black, exuding bursts of black light.

After watching it for a long time, Liu Suifeng didn't see why, found a red rope, hung it on his chest, and covered it with the clothes on his chest.

After doing this, Liu Suifeng's gaze shifted to the shelves, one by one, the carvings were cute and clumsy.

With the memories of a carving master, Liu Suifeng certainly wouldn't take them seriously, however, now that he has taken over this carving workshop, he should make them look like this. Thinking of this, Liu Suifeng couldn't help but pick up a carving, which was a little squirrel wagging its tail and gnawing on a pine cone.

As soon as his mind moved, the lancet knife moved with his heart, and a knife shadow flickered, and the squirrel in Liu Suifeng's hand became smart, its tail seemed to be swaying with the wind, its eyes seemed to blink from time to time, and even its open mouth and exposed red lips and teeth seemed to have some sparkling light.

Putting the squirrel down, Liu Suifeng picked up another carving, and from time to time repaired this carving again.

After a while, Liu Suifeng had finished repairing these carvings, and felt a little sleepy, but he did not sleep, but took a horse step on the spot for a while, and then put on a tiger fist posture and slowly started the tiger fist. With Liu Suifeng's work, the light of the stars and the moon penetrated through the crack in the door of the Condor Workshop and slowly sprinkled on Liu Suifeng's body.

The carvings on the shelves are bathed in the light of the stars and moons, and from time to time there are layers of dark blue light, I don't know if they emit it themselves, or the light of the stars and moons shuttling through the cracks in the door. All of a sudden, the Condor Workshop slowly became brighter, and the light stones on the walls, under the reflection of these lights, looked a little dim.

Cai'er's body didn't move, but her eyes opened wide all of a sudden, and she was just about to scream, when she suddenly remembered that Liu Suifeng had made her quiet, so she closed her mouth. Looking at Liu Suifeng, Cai'er's small mouth that opened in surprise finally closed slowly, and a mystery quietly grew in her heart.

Bathed in the light of the stars and moon, Cai'er felt refreshed all over her body, as if the April sun was shining on her body, warm and warm.

Coupled with the encounters in recent days, she was already physically and mentally exhausted and barely awake, but under the light of these stars and moons, she couldn't help but fall asleep. She had fallen asleep before she had gone through any transition, and everything outside of her body had escaped her senses.

Liu Suifeng's tiger fist has now transcended the situation of resemblance, and has completely reached the god-like, and there is a fierce tiger lying in his heart. As a result, his every move contains a touch of kingly spirit. After a few tiger punches, Liu sat down slowly.

The light of the stars and the moon, which was originally free from the surface of Liu Suifeng's body, seemed to be a hundred rivers returning to the sea at this moment, all of them flowed towards Liu Suifeng's lower dantian, and after a while, Liu Suifeng's dantian was full. The surface of Liu's body with the wind was full of sticky black paste.

In his previous life, Liu Suifeng followed his master to beat the wooden fish, and they all fell asleep after knocking. This time, Liu Suifeng seemed to have returned to his previous life, slowly closed his eyes, and fell into a deep sleep. There was silence, and even his soul seemed to have fallen into a dead silence.

There was silence in the Condor Workshop, and the stars and moon in the sky were full of vanishing, and it was the darkest hour of the day.

Liu Suifeng, who had his eyes closed, didn't know, and Cai'er, who had fallen asleep, didn't know, when Xingyue left the void, Liu Suifeng's chest suddenly flashed with a bright light, and the black light not only did not illuminate the Condor Workshop, but suppressed the light of the light stone on the wall.

The Condor Workshop became darker, and Liu Suifeng, who was originally asleep, suddenly shook his whole body, although he didn't wake up, his consciousness had undergone a wonderful change.

His realm of consciousness turned into a ball of light, flashed towards his chest, and broke into the black stone.

Liu Suifeng, who was sitting cross-legged, was left with only a corpse, completely without a soulless body.

Liu Suifeng was shocked, he couldn't see his body, only floating in the void. Following the inexplicable guidance in his heart, Liu followed the wind and slowly came to a large hall. There was an old woman in the main hall with scars on her face and only a pair of blood-red eyes, which looked particularly shiny.

With her left hand, she pressed a mahogany cane, one end of which was on the ground and the other in her palm, and in her right hand was a black stone, which Liu Suifeng recognized almost at a glance, and the black stone was the same one hanging on his chest.

Liu Suifeng touched his chest, but he didn't touch anything, only a piece of nothingness remained, and he remembered that he was only a soul body now.

At the door of the hall, two big men suddenly came, driving a human-shaped stone sculpture, slowly came to the old woman's side, put it in front of the old woman, bowed to the old woman, and retreated silently. The old woman looked at the humanoid stone carving, and then at the black stone in her right hand, and her face showed a solemn look.

Then, Liu Suifeng gently placed the black stone on the eyebrows of the humanoid stone carving, and the palm of his hand was also tightly attached to it, and a dark blue demonic aura, holding this bright white mang, slowly emerged from the old woman's hand, and entered the black stone after a while.

Suddenly, Liu Suifeng's consciousness flashed, and he knew that the dark blue was the demonic energy, and the bright one was the aura.

Under the influence of the black stone, the demon qi and the aura slowly began to merge, and after a while, they were separated from each other. This mixture, which seemed even more wonderful, began to squirm in a short time, and as time passed, a realm of consciousness slowly took shape.

Liu Suifeng was surprised, this inexplicable black stone was able to condense the realm of consciousness.

As soon as the realm of consciousness was condensed, the old woman's hand pressed the black stone towards the center of the eyebrows carved in the human form, and the realm of consciousness was pressed into its mind by her.