Seeing the black smoke, the ghost reacted first, thinking that the god of time had made a move on it.

Unexpectedly, the black smoke passed over him, burrowed into the world of Yi Cheng's condensation, and drilled into the little fairy spaceship, and the world condensed by the little fairy spaceship, after the black smoke entered, it collapsed with a bang!

Yi Cheng lost all consciousness, and the Ghost and Chaos Clan warriors saw that the Little Fairy spaceship no longer resisted, and was about to attack, defeating the Little Fairy spaceship.

"Come back!"

The god of time coldly shouted the Chaos warriors and ghosts back to his side.

With another wave of his hand, another cloud of black smoke appeared, and the black smoke rolled, and a picture appeared.

On a rainy night, thunder crackled with the sound of the camera pressing the shutter, and the flash illuminated the world.

The light reflected a stone carved dragon, roaring at the sky with teeth and claws, looking at the dragon's divine power, wanting to soar into the air and fight with the sky.

The stone carving dragon is lifelike, people follow the body of the dragon, from the tail to the top of the head, the more you look at the more magnificent, so that the people who watch can't help but have pride in their chests, and want to shake up with the dragon.

When the gaze swept over the dragon's body and landed on the dragon's eye, it was inevitably disappointing.

The dragon has no eyes, no eyes, no soul!

Above the dragon's head, build a high platform, around the high platform, is the lightning protection net just laid before the thunderstorm, the thunder falls on the lightning protection net around it, reflecting the middle-aged man wearing a Mao suit, with the eyes of an old pedant, hanging a complete set of carving knives around his waist, and having long hair.

The long hair wet by the heavy rain was picked up at will, the middle-aged man barely opened his eyes in the rain, looking at the dragon, the frenzy in his eyes was about to overflow his sockets, as the carving knife in his hand fell, the dragon's eyes gradually became bright, and in the stone statue, if there is a dragon soul, he wants to drill out of the body surface!

The reporters holding cameras around them became excited.

"Master Li is worthy of being a master of imitation carving! The carving technique is expressive, and more than a dozen teams study the classics day and night, and then through the most advanced algorithm software, the dragon designed is perfectly carved! ”

"It is said that the International Association of Carvers once commented that the dragon that will be carved is a historical relic of the new era, and therefore awarded Master Li the title of ghost hand!"

"Master Li is really the pride of my country!"

On the high platform, Li Luo smiled, and he really didn't pretend to be an artist, not a good artist. All cultural works are valuable only if they have gimmicks, and it is in vain that he deliberately chose a thunderstorm night to complete the final step of the dragon carving.

Wait for these people below to spread these gimmicks, he Li Luo has worked hard for so many years, and he will finally become famous!

Thinking of the red banknotes that beckoned to him after becoming famous, and his long-legged sister, Li Luo swallowed his saliva.

Sisters! Waiting for my brother! After tonight, my brother will be able to take care of you!

Immersed in obscenity, Li Luo didn't notice at all, the corner of his eye, as his carving knife fell on the dragon's eye, there were two lines of blood and tears left, and as soon as the blood tears flowed, they were washed away by the heavy rain, so that the reporters around him did not notice.

"It's moving! The statue actually moved, is it my hallucination! What a god! ”

Li Luo finished carving the last detail of the dragon's eyes with his knife, and the reporters below who had been paying attention to the matter shouted.

Thundered!

In the thunder light, Li Luo slowly stood up straight, stepped on the dragon head from the high platform, raised his hands, and was about to make a speech, talking about how he worked hard and strengthened his beliefs, so that in countless days and nights that no one paid attention to, how much suffering he had suffered, and how many people did not approve of it, he insisted on carving the dragon well, so that his reputation could spread faster.

The tears that had been brewing for a long time were about to fall, and the heartfelt speech was about to begin.

The stone carving dragon really trembled, and the newly carved dragon eyes suddenly exploded, and Li Luo's feet slipped, falling from the dragon's head, and falling on the cement floor, I don't know who happened.

The people around didn't bother to take pictures, so they hurriedly hugged them, some checked the dragon's damage, and some dialed the emergency number.

In another world, the world is ancient and closed, and outside the private school, the schoolchildren stand one by one, and the husband tidies up the clothes for the schoolchildren in turn. "The Book of Rites" has a cloud: "The beginning of etiquette and righteousness lies in the correct appearance, the same color, and the following words." ”

After tidying up their clothes, the children entered the school hall and held a worship ceremony.

"Worship the statue of the saint!"

As the gentleman shouted all his life, the schoolchildren bowed respectfully to the statue of the saint.

To bow down to the statue of Confucius, kneel on both knees and make nine prostrations. Then he bowed to Mr. again and prostrated three times.

The children then presented the teacher with the Six Rites of Cultivation.

They are: celery, which means diligent and studious; lotus seeds, meaning painstaking education; Red beans, meaning red luck; Red dates, meaning early high school; Longan, meaning the completion of merit; Dried lean pork strips, expressing the disciple's heart.

After the apprenticeship ceremony, the children put their hands in the basin of water to "clean their hands" according to the teacher's request, wash the front and back once, and then wipe them dry.

The meaning of "clean hands" is to clean hands and clean mind, and I hope to concentrate and have no distractions in my future studies.

After that, the "opening ceremony" was held. This is the last procedure in the opening ceremony, including cinnabar wisdom, drumming wisdom, red pen drawing, etc.

"Cinnabar Kaizhi" is that the gentleman holds a brush dipped in cinnabar and puts a red mole on the center of the student's eyebrows, because "mole" and "wisdom" are homophonic, which means that the child will open wisdom from now on.

After the grand and solemn opening ceremony, Li Luo breathed a long sigh of relief.

Today is the fourth day of his journey into this world, and he was originally an Earth Chinese parody engraver.

It took a year, and finally perfectly reproduced the legendary supernatural creature dragon in Huaguo, and when he became famous, he unfortunately fell from a high platform, and his soul crossed into this world and possessed the young man Li Luo, who had just died.

This is a world of cultivating immortals, different from the Xianxia novels that Li Luo read in his previous life, whether the monks in this world can practice does not need to look at the spiritual root, but whether they can successfully contract the bloodline war beast and shape the bloodline in the body, and the bloodline is equivalent to the spiritual root mentioned in the Xianxia novel.

In this world, as long as everyone has trained hard, they can contract the bloodline war beast, and after contracting the bloodline war beast, they can use the bloodline war beast to cultivate the power of the bloodline and shape the bloodline in the body.

"Li Luo, has your family prepared the bloodline war beast for you?"

"Ahh Not yet. Interrupted by the recollection, Li Luo looked at the little girl in front of him who looked like a porcelain doll and replied subconsciously.

The ghost looked at the picture in the black fog, and then looked at the god of time, "The great god of time, the child in there, and the middle-aged man who just died, is Chenluo, do you want me to kill someone?" ”

The God of Time nodded, he wanted to use the power of the demon to recreate a memory for Yi Cheng, so as to achieve his goal of controlling Yi Cheng!