It is said that Wukong entered the world of reincarnation, and it was difficult to awaken the six true spirits of the Xuan Ming? It may not be easy to awaken a true spirit, let alone the six true spirits that have almost merged with this world of reincarnation? Although Wukong felt that it was difficult, he had to do it, and he had to do it, even if the road ahead was thorny, he had to open up a broad road.

"Is the mana lost?" After Wukong woke up, he tried to use his mana, but found that he couldn't feel his Yuan Shen and Sanhua Qi, and it was naturally difficult to use his mana.

Wukong muttered, "Without mana, where can I go to find it?"

In his life, he followed his master to learn carving at the age of five, and then he was only twelve years old, and the carved wood carvings became more and more beautiful, and more and more people came to ask for this wood carving. His fame is also getting bigger and bigger, until today, he suddenly woke up to the fact that he was not a carver, but Sun Wukong, here, it is just the world of reincarnation.

"In this case, then it is like the painter Sun Ape in reincarnation, in the future, only carve beautiful women, think about this way you can find her? If you find it, how can you awaken it? The way of the heart, with one mind, how to create something out of nothing, that has surpassed the way of heaven......" Wukong sighed secretly in his heart, and found a way, but he didn't know how to awaken her heart.

Wukong speculated in his heart at the same time, and said secretly: "What if she doesn't come?"

"Master Sun, help me carve a tiger. ”

Wukong stood up, arched his hand at him, and said, "I'm sorry, I'm in a bad mood today, so I won't carve." ”

"Ahh ”

Wukong closed the shop and said in his heart: "So." And he carved her out. Then sell it out. When the time comes, no matter what her identity is, she will come to the door, and no matter how bad it is, I will get some rumors. ”

So he took a piece of old tree roots, polished them finely, and then began to carve.

He carved with great care, and every line had to be carved to the fullest. Because this woman was perfect in his heart, he did not allow the sculpture to have a single blemish. When he carved those eyes, he couldn't help but think of the clear but calm eyes of Xuan Ming before he died, and he felt a pain in his heart, and with a flick of his wrist, he cut an extra hole in the corner of his eye.

"No, I can't. Wukong shook his head slightly, threw away the sculpture in his hand, and went to the courtyard to fetch a few hundred pieces of wood and re-carve them.

The second time, the failure of his carving was still on her eyes. The lines at the corners of the eyes are too wooden, and there is no such cold and gentle feeling. couldn't express his feelings, so he threw him away.

"Still can't do it......" Wukong threw away the third wood carving in his hand.

He stood up, and suddenly his feet were so soft that before he knew it, three days had passed, and he went to the backyard to cook and eat, and while he was eating, he thought about how he could carve her to the fullest and flawless. After eating, he did not rest, and continued to pick up the blade and start carving.

"Master Sun, Master Sun, are you at home?" someone began to knock on the door, but Wukong turned a deaf ear.

"I'm afraid that Master Sun has something to do, so I'll come back in a few days. Then he said, and departed.

Wukong threw himself into this wood carving, but no matter what, it was difficult to carve this wood carving into the shape he wanted. He understands that this is also his own inner demon, if he can't carve this wood carving, he is afraid that it will hinder his path in the future. There are thousands of avenues in the world, and this wood carving is not a kind of Tao?

"No......"

"The lines are thicker ......"

"Shen Yun has not reached ......"

Wukong threw away one semi-finished product after another, but in the eyes of outsiders, this wood carving was already extremely beautiful, vivid, as if it was going to come back to life. But Wukong was not satisfied, he ate a month's worth of food at home and carved more than 100 wood carvings. Only then did he take the family's money and go out and go to the vegetable market to buy vegetables and rice.

"Hey, Master Sun, where have you been for so long?" greeted everyone who knew Wukong.

Wukong only hung his head and said nothing, thinking about how he could make the wood carving perfect.

"Isn't this Master Sun obsessed? ”

"I don't know how to go, it seems that I was indeed hooked. ”

Wukong bought rice and vegetables in a daze, and asked someone to collect wood, while he closed the door and began to carve again.

"No, I can't. ”

"No way!"

"Still won't work!"

Unconsciously, Wukong's carving speed is getting faster and faster, at first it is a day to carve a semi-finished product, then three a day, then a year, it is already five a day, and the carving is getting better and better, but he is still extremely dissatisfied in his heart. Time passed, and I don't know how many years flowed through my fingertips, and the wood carvings in Wukong's backyard were piled up so high that they were level with the courtyard wall.

Some naughty ones still saw it when they were hiding from the cat, so they secretly took two of them, and Wukong didn't notice it, just carved it.

"Who is this woman carved by Master Sun? It's really beautiful! This carving is twenty-four years, and it really has perseverance. "Someone got this wood carving and was amazed.

Because of Wukong's retreat to carve Xuanming, the price of his previous wood carvings in the market has risen again and again, and the children secretly brought wood carvings, which were discovered by the elders. So he sold the wood carving in his hand, and continued to let the children steal some, put one at home, and sell the rest.

Wukong didn't know how much wood he had wasted, how many knives he had broken, his hands were getting rougher and rougher, calluses were over, and his eyes were starting to glow.

On this day, a cloudy wind blew in the sky, and demons and monsters came to catch people to eat, and everyone closed their doors.

This monster broke into Li Yuanwai's house, and Li Yuanwai was so frightened that he almost urinated on his buttocks, but the monster suddenly saw the carving that Li Yuanwai put on the table, and couldn't help screaming, and the carving also flashed a touch of golden light, and the monster immediately fell to the ground. Crawling up, he panicked, directly broke through the wall and rushed out, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

"Manifested! Manifested, this woman must be a Bodhisattva, otherwise Master Sun would never be so attentive. Li Yuanwai shouted again and again.

This little episode Wukong didn't know the way, and only carved wholeheartedly, but his fame is getting bigger and bigger, and countless people come to his house to ask for the sculpture, but Wukong doesn't sell it, but says: "If you like it, take it back and worship it well." ”

Everyone knows that this wood carving can be holy, even if it is a Bodhisattva, the heart is happy, take it home, put the shrine, and worship it well.

In this way, the statue of Xuanming carved by Wukong became more and more famous, and more and more people came to ask for it, and then the statue in the backyard was taken away, and some people kept the wall of his house all day long, waiting for Wukong to carve, and once they were thrown into the corner by Wukong, they immediately rushed down to take it.

"You can only take one per family, otherwise it will not work. Goku said.

As a result, no one dared to be greedy, they all knew that this sculpture was magical, and they didn't dare to make any crooked eyes.

He woke up at the age of twenty, and now he has been carving twenty-four years old, and he is forty-four years old, and he has been carving for another four years, and he is forty-eight years old, and he is nearly fifty years old.

On the day of his forty-nine, he squinted his eyes and held the blade in his hand, and slowly landed on the wooden carving, and with a slight touch, he sketched a perfect curve.

"Ha Lu Ha, Ha Lu Ha, it's finally done!" Wukong couldn't help but laugh.

In fact, his method can be done only by relying on those sculptures that he thinks are half-finished, but there seems to be an obsession in his heart that drives him to continue carving, and he is not willing to stop, and he always wants to carve a statue that satisfies him.

He gently lowered the blade, placed the wood carving in front of him, looked at it carefully, and then took it into his arms contentedly.

Suddenly, he found that his hands were covered with calluses, and when he looked at the bronze mirror, his head was full of green silk that had turned into snow, and his head was also full of wrinkles. Not only is he carving the statue of Xuanming, but time is also carving on his body.

The knife of time is more ruthless, more ruthless, and more vicissitudes.

"Hey......"

He sighed heavily, suddenly looked up at the sky, and fell down with a bang, exhausted and died.

A beautiful woman sat on a lotus platform, slowly falling from the sky, if the people saw her appearance, I am afraid that they would think that the wood carving was holy, she was the original form of the wood carving. This woman is holding a scripture book in her hand, wearing a Buddha crown on her head, a little red heart in the center of her eyebrows, and her posture is elegant.

"Who are you, and why are you carving this wood carving for me?" the Bodhisattva sighed softly, "Do you know that I am watching? So you have been carving for twenty-eight years, and I have been looking at it for twenty-eight years." ”

The Bodhisattva leaned down and pulled out the wood carving from his bosom, his eyes frozen.

But seeing this wood carving figure sitting on an auspicious cloud, holding a mandala flower in her hand, with a shallow and calm smile at the corner of her mouth, her eyes were plain, but after thinking about it carefully, you could see the smile in the corner of her eyes that was almost imperceptible, and there was a feeling of relief.

"My Buddha smiled at the flowers, and he really carved it out...... If this person embarks on the path of cultivation, I'm afraid that after a long time, he will also be a Mixed Yuan Golden Immortal-level figure?" the Bodhisattva muttered in his heart, carefully looking at the wood carving in his hand.

The wood carving of Wukong is the style of smiling when Xuan Ming should be robbed, it is a kind of detached artistic conception, it is extremely difficult to carve it out with rigid wood carving. He didn't know what to do, but since he was carving, there were people watching him, he had been carving for twenty-eight years, and some people had been watching him for twenty-eight years.

"No matter who you are, death is like a lamp going out. ”

The Bodhisattva smiled faintly, but tears flowed from the corners of his eyes, and with a wave of his hand, the corpse turned into ashes......

The wood carving also turned into ashes with him, and a moment ago, she clearly saw that the wood carving seemed to come to life, and smiled at her......

To find out what's next, listen to the next breakdown. (To be continued......)