Could it be that the rumors are true? The clay taken from Peifeng Valley can really give birth to Tao Ling, so that the pottery can rely on its own strength to become a divine soldier.

Seeing the fast and slow movements of Shen Moli's fingertips, which seemed to be different from earlier, the little white tiger couldn't help but ask curiously, "Sister Li, what's wrong with you?"

Like Shen Moli, Little White Tiger had also heard of pottery made of Peifeng Valley clay, and there was the possibility of ascending to the gods. Its ascension speed is a few points faster than that of the world's divine sword and divine sword.

It's just a legend is a legend, and the clay of Peifeng Valley is in the hands of Qi Heng, and it has always been only a part of the tyrannical heavenly things. Not to mention Tao Ling, even a little spiritual power cannot appear in the clay.

But now, between Shen Moli's movements, the little white tiger can keenly feel a little abnormal.

Such skillful movements, and the delicate bottle shape between turns, made Ben lie on one side, and the little white tiger who was sullen because he couldn't explain the vase to Qi Heng, suddenly lit up.

Being stared at directly by two eyes that shimmered with infinite light, although Shen Moli felt that there was something strange in the clay, it was inconvenient to say it directly.

"It's okay, it's just that the speed was not good just now. She replied with a faint smile.

"......I see," the little white tiger muttered, but the suspicion in his eyes always existed.

It had heard the spirit kun of Peifeng Valley say that it was extremely easy to make the clay produce aura and become a pottery spirit by itself.

At first, the little white tiger believed in Lingkun's words, and stayed by the side many times when Qi Heng was shaping the clay, as if he wanted to find out the secrets in the clay.

However, after much waiting, what the little white tiger was waiting for was only a bunch of objects that were the same as ordinary pottery, which also made the little white tiger slowly lose his patience, and took what Lingkun said as a coaxing word.

But now, when Shen Moli's turntable turned, it clearly made it feel like an indescribable wisp.

After thinking about it, the little white tiger got up and picked up the clay that Shen Moli put in front of him and said, "Sister Li, is it difficult to learn to shape pottery?"

The light movements of Shen Moli's hands, as well as the aura that seemed to be nothing, gradually aroused the interest of the little white tiger's pottery.

The little white tiger pinched and beat the clay in front of him with his tender little claws, but he was not in a hurry to shape it.

Regardless of whether the clay in Shen Moli's hand was born with a spirit or not, it would eventually belong to Qi Heng.

Little White Tiger only felt that instead of having the time to study here, it was better to do it himself. If the pottery is born with a spirit, it can be regarded as a god soldier who has earned it for nothing.

Just before everything began, the little white tiger seemed extremely hesitant.

Although Shen Moli's movements were exquisite, he could vaguely see that the shape of the vase molded on his hand was extremely exquisite. Thinking of the pottery made by Qi Heng, the little white tiger hesitated and did not dare to try.

If you are not careful, the clay molded is as crooked as Qi Heng, ugly and unspeakable, even if it is only the first time to do pottery, it is a shame for the little white tiger.

Shameful and humiliating, even if the little white tiger wants to try again, he can't let go of that figure.

It stared at the pottery embryo made by Shen Moli, as if it could see the mystery after a few more glances.

This is the most stubborn side of the little white tiger's character, even in front of Qi Heng, the little white tiger will show this hesitation for uncertain things.

The tiger face can't be lost, the tiger can't be released, even if the little white tiger was born with stunts, but because of the stubbornness in the character, he has learned a lot less.

Su Rili, for this matter, the little white tiger was scolded by Qi Heng, but with the mentality of fear of embarrassment, the little white tiger always went his own way, and he couldn't let go of his body to learn many things. Even some of the things that interest it in the heart will be discarded by it because of its deep-seated ideas.

At present, Shen Moli's exquisite pottery undoubtedly arouses the enthusiasm of the little white tiger to learn art. It's just that it was worried that it didn't learn well and was ridiculed by Shen Moli, and it hesitated in its heart.

Unexpectedly, seeing the curiosity of the little white tiger, Shen Moli suddenly stopped the movements in his hand, and with a trace of helplessness flashing in his eyes, he controlled the spiritual power to make the turntable slowly stop.

As the turntable slowly stopped, a vase with a small mouth and a big belly appeared in front of the little white tiger.

Although the clay used to shape this vase is much less than before because half of it was given to the little white tiger. However, judging from the initial pottery embryo at this moment, the pottery made is no smaller than before.

Looking at the clay that had not been set by the furnace, the little white tiger couldn't help but admire: "Sister Li, you have used this cutting corners really skillfully, and you have clearly divided most of my clay, but the size of the vase is still so good." Let's leave here tomorrow and go to the lively capital to open a pottery shop together!"

is still in Qin Mingyuan, but Little White Tiger's money-making plan has already hit elsewhere.

Since Qi Heng forced himself to leave, Little White Tiger felt that it was extremely necessary to find a job to make a living, so that he could also have a lot of belts in the outside world.

I knew that although the little white tiger was here all the year round, I also heard from the women of each courtyard that the celery coins were not compatible with the gold and silver of the outside world.

This is an excellent job to cut corners to earn the difference, and it happens to be mastered by the girl who is traveling with him, which is also a very good thing for the little white tiger.

When Shen Moli's fingertips stopped turning, this pottery embryo without any patterns showed the little white tiger a flawless bottle body and a smooth and traceless texture.

Although it faintly felt that the aura between the clay clay suddenly disappeared as Shen Moli's rotation stopped. But purely from the point of view of the clay embryo molded, every inch of delicacy is like a thing made in heaven.

Hearing Little White Tiger's question, Shen Moli still asked lightly, "Want to learn?"

It is true that as the turntable stopped, the wisps of aura that seemed to be absent disappeared from her fingertips, which really made Shen Moli a little disappointed.

However, after she tried to maintain the rotation of the pottery for a period of time as fast as she could, she was surprised to find that the wisp of aura, which had increased with the speed of the turntable, had somehow become extremely thin again after a short period of maintenance.

If the pottery in his hand can be molded into a spiritual thing, it will be a good thing for Shen Moli. But if Tao Ling could not be born, Shen Moli did not plan to force it.

Although the clay has its own aura, from the rotation of the turntable, Shen Moli gradually understood that with his strength at this time, it was extremely difficult to keep the turntable rotating for a long time.

If it is for the sake of having aura, and the empty energy is consumed to make the turntable not stop, I am afraid that not only will it not be able to give birth to Tao Ling, but it will also make its spiritual power extremely quickly devoured by the clay.

Under the trade-off between the two, Shen Moli only felt that giving up first was the best choice.

"Learning is naturally a thought, but Sister Li, I won't tell you, I clearly feel that there is a very good chance that there will be Tao Ling in your turntable, why do you want to give up?" Shen Moli didn't say, but the little white tiger didn't plan to play dumb riddles with Shen Moli again.