Running, running all the way along the streets and alleys, and then making passers-by mistakenly think that he is a fool, at this time it seems that only running can make him feel excited, can make him forget the unhappiness in his heart, this is a kind of venting, and he enjoys this feeling very much, only it can make him forget the woman he once loved, and only it, can he forget the frustration of the love field.

Yan Qi began to circulate and surging in his body sharply as he ran, and tempered his body all the time, and he could fully imagine that those black and viscous impurities had precipitated out of his body due to the tempering of Yan Qi, and adhered to his clothes, making him extremely uncomfortable.

"Who am I? Who am I?" Subconsciously, he stopped and said insincerely, "Who am I?"

Darkly, he had the illusion of being part of nature: a feeling that he was sure that he was not a dragon, let alone a human or a monster. So which clan do you belong to, and who is it? Qiu Ming laughed self-deprecatingly: "I can't be born of heaven and earth without a father or mother." ”

"Could it be that the new vein gave me this illusion?" He shook his head: "Impossible, because this is an innate feeling, even if this vein is against the sky, it is far from allowing me to have such a strong illusion." ”

At this moment, many doubts are coming like the sea!

When he looked down, he found that the person who hit him was a little familiar, and he frowned and thought for a long time before remembering who the other party was: the young man who was taken by the Jing Jiajun that day and used as a prisoner.

Because of the collision first, the young man's pupils were full of fear, and his submissive expression seemed to be very afraid of Qiu Ming.

"It's you!" Qiu Ming asked subconsciously.

"Do you recognize me?" The young man looked a little frightened, and his words became flustered: "You are so face-to-face, I definitely don't recognize you, then you definitely can't recognize me." ”

Qiu Ming smiled: "Hehe, if you don't know me, then you must know the Jingjia Army, let me tell you the truth, I am a cultivator of the Jingjia Army, and I came to capture you and go back to your life." ”

"Cultivator of the Jing Family Army?" the young man took a few steps back in panic, trying to escape, this time he sneaked out of the Jing Mansion by taking advantage of the disadvantage of guarding, so he couldn't be caught back anyway, otherwise it would be a dead end. However, the fate after escaping is a little embarrassing, although he has no freedom when he is in Jingfu, but three meals a day are indispensable, which is like outside, he has wandered for three days without begging for a bite to eat.

However, he does not regret doing this, because compared to food and clothing, he is more inclined to freedom, and tends to do whatever he wants, which is a kind of freedom and ease.

"Hehe, you must have sneaked out while they weren't ready, but it's okay, I'm also the one who sneaked out, and we happened to be in company all the way. ”

Hearing the news at first glance, the expression on the young man's face suddenly turned from worry to joy: "You also sneaked out?"

"Don't laugh, isn't it wrong to sneak out?" Qiu Ming's eyebrows frowned: "As long as you can do what you want to do, it's okay to kill some people for this." ”

"Is it okay to kill someone for this?" the young man muttered, and the person fell into deep thought, in the past, he was cowardly and timid, and never dared to disobey his parents, let alone try to say "no] to [unfair and unwanted things], and even unfair treatment and fate, he was willing to accept it.

"I want to carve!" The young man suddenly roared in a trance: "I need a secluded place to carve with all my heart, this is my lifelong dream, I would rather use my life to try it, even if I am silent and inactive all my life, I have no regrets!"

Carve!?

Qiu Mingxuan's heart tightened: Isn't carving his own dream? He slowly closed his eyes, if it wasn't for his father's insistence on letting him compete for the position of the next patriarch, then why would he be forced to the point of being scaled and cramped and leaving the country.

"Every stone has a soul, every moment is a space, and every stone has a world of its own. The young man's expression became more and more trance-like.

One sand and one world, one flower and one paradise; the highest state of carving is to see through the soul of a sand stone with the eyes of the naked eye, and then follow the imprint of the soul to begin to carve, and then to achieve perfect carving.

"You haven't eaten in a few days?"

The young man was slightly stunned, then woke up, and said shyly: "It's been nearly two days, and I haven't eaten food for two days." ”

Qiu Ming smiled bitterly, how could he not, since he left the inn, he had not eaten for nearly two days, and his stomach was hungry at the moment, if he was not a well-cultivated person, he would have gone to rob the house early in the morning by virtue of his identity as a cultivator.

"Big brother, are you a cultivator?" the young man suddenly asked.

"Nonsense, if I weren't a cultivator, I'm afraid I would have died thousands of times. Qiu Ming didn't lie, if it weren't for his cultivation, he was afraid that he would have been killed by the cultivators of the Battle Strategy Inn.

The young man said: "In the past two days, the Jingjia Army is recruiting cultivators, if the eldest brother is really a cultivator, why not go to Jingfu to try his luck, maybe he can really be recruited away, at that time, even if he can't have a good future, he will have a place to settle down." ”

"I'll go to Jingfu, what about you?" Qiu Ming asked rhetorically.

He knew that in today's world, cultivators are the greatest, food and clothing are the foundation, and as for carving, at best, it is only a plaything in the hands of nobles of noble status; just imagine, if this world can't even solve the most basic food and clothing, and there is not even a single cultivator who defends the human race, then what's the use of having so many sculptors in this world.

Seeing that the other party didn't respond, Qiu Ming immediately turned his face away, and at the same time touched his deflated belly with his right hand: "Go eat something first, I haven't eaten for two days." ”

"Big brother, have you heard of the three treasures of the carving world?"

Qiu Ming nodded: "The Beauty Mirror, the Jade Pond Man Dance, and the Carved Stone Qin Girl have become the three treasures of the carving world." ”

The third-rate sculptors, the carved works, are all ready, lifelike, and circulated in the world, and the second-rate sculptors, carved works, take their souls, capture their souls, release the mind, and give the stone soul a new life. First-class sculptors, carved works, hidden inside, devouring the heavens and the earth.

Of course, he is not a sculptor in name, but he still knows a lot about some things in the world of carving.

Qiu Ming played with a stubborn stone in his hand, and said with a secret smile: "Hehe, after leaving the Shenlong Continent, I only knew how bad my talent and craftsmanship were." ”