At the same time, six fire elements fell down together, leaving us with a piece of red flame essence. I and Feng Wandering around picked up three of them, but unfortunately no equipment was revealed. Look at the lava pile, which slowly cooled and disappeared with the rippling sea water, leaving a thin piece of sheepskin on the uneven ground, with incomplete patterns on it, which was exactly the carving drawings we were looking for. It seems that the drawings were not on the fire element, but on the lava pile.

It will only break out. After I understood this with the wandering wind, I paid more attention to the lava piles on the seabed. Unfortunately, not every lava pile can be attacked. Only the lava piles that can produce fire elements will have drawings. We searched around us and finally collected all the eight drawings until we finished here. The two of us picked up a lot of flame essences. Let's go back and ask Mo Xiezi to identify the material properties. Maybe we can make some good things.

When we resurfaced, Seyatis was already waiting on it. When he saw the figures of both of us, he immediately ran over excitedly and asked about his well-being. If he hadn't seen his standard two-faced virtue just now, I would have thought he was a loyal old man.

Eight drawings were taken out of the backpack and handed them over. Seyacetis also took out a few identical drawings from his arms, spread them on the ground and carefully pieced them together. As time passed by, a complete picture of a typical Chinese five-claw dragon appeared in front of us. The dragon in the picture contained a five-colored dragon ball in its mouth, raised its claws and heads with its bright eyes, staring at the front with its bright eyes, surrounded by five cloud shadows of different shapes, and a picture of the dragon roaring in the sky. I picked up the drawings and looked at it carefully for a moment.

I just think that the dragon in the picture is extremely brave. It seems that it can jump out of paper at any time. If you want to express it with engraving techniques, it is definitely not easy. But now that thing has come to this point. It is already difficult for us to ride a tiger. Even if we are only one percent sure, we have to try it. Anyway, this is the task of wandering wind and it has nothing to do with us. Even if it fails, it only means that he is not lucky and cannot blame me. No matter what skills, it is a success rate. He is very clear about this point, so there is no need to say more.

Carving, like painting and music, requires peace of mind. If you take a look at it, even if the things you make are exactly the same as that, they will become rigid and have no spiritual energy in the end. I don’t know if carving runes like this requires the same, and there is no change in the slightest, but I saw that the Longteng image artwork was more like a character, so I secretly chose to make it more spiritual energy, and would rather change a little. Of course, the consequences of doing this are likely to fail, but I am willing to take a bet.

I took the drawing in my hand and looked carefully several times, and remembered all the details on the drawing into my mind. The image of the divine beast on earth from the earth was now deeply rooted in my heart, whirling and dancing in my mind, spewing out dazzling flames, and the shadows of clouds surging under my claws. The sharp claws, sharp eyes, agile figure, hard scales, and flaunting dragon beards... Everything is reproduced in my mind. What I remember is not a rigid map, but a living dragon. I want to capture every movement, every look, and every detail of it, and then use the carving knife in my hand to completely copy its shadow on the cold jade.

Seeing that I was holding the drawings and not taking a knife, the sad wind wandered around and stared at me, staring at me, and didn't dare to let out a sip. Seacetes might have seen Master Meg and showed such an expression, so he was just a little nervous, but the wind wandering around was different. He saw that I was just staring at the drawings and had no intention of taking action at all. He thought that because we were not sure, we dared not act rashly, so he was even more nervous at 5:6 o'clock in his heart, nervous, and anxious on his face.

I half-squatted down, closed my eyes and reached out to touch the jade face. The unfinished semi-finished carving left by Master Meg carefully experienced the strength of each knife, the way of cutting, and the emotions that the sculptor had when cutting the knife, and his emotions at that time. I was very important to me, because I was not completing a carving alone, but to continue walking along the path that Master Meg had not finished. I had to stamp his footprints and take another step.

After a long time, I took a deep breath, opened my eyes, wiped my hands, took out the carving knife from my backpack, and started carving at the other end of the cold jade land. This time, the wind wandering around was even more frightened. If Seyatis hadn't pulled it, this kid would have rushed to me.

To complete an unfinished carving, I usually continue the previous pattern and carve it downwards, but I choose to start over and have no connection with the previous ones, just like I completely deny Master Meg's work and start the stove again. This is a decision I made after repeated considerations. Although I have to take a lot of risks, once I succeed, the effect will definitely be more perfect than starting from the breakpoint of the mark. To win, I have to win perfection and beauty. Otherwise, I would rather choose to fail completely, rather than to break up the jade than to be a complete one. This is my principle.

The carving knife in my hand moved forward quickly along the road it should have walked, drawing smooth curves on the cold jade, sometimes deep and sometimes shallow, sometimes bright and sometimes dark, sometimes firm and decisive, sometimes continuous, sometimes winding and turning, almost without any pause. I expressed the dragon's body and the surrounding clouds at the fastest speed in one breath, my mind was clear and my heart was boundless. The wind swept the remaining clouds, the dragon roared in the nine heavens, at this time

There is only a carving knife left in this world, but I am not carving alone. Master Meg's soul melted into one with me at this moment. With my hand and the carving knife in my hand, I completely vented my emotions and splashed onto the cold jade like ink. Sweat blurred my vision, but I did not dare to stop, for fear that if I was distracted, Master Meg's soul descended from my body would leave my body, and everything would fail.

Seacetes was stunned, the wind wandering around was stunned, and even the fountain that seemed to be endless seemed to become silent at this moment, leaving only the clanging sound of the collision between the carving knife and the cold jade.

It was almost where all the lines met. Feng and the old man were wandering around almost stopped breathing. They stared at the carving knife in my hand with four eyes, afraid of missing a trace of details. Such a big move is rare.

It was almost the last knife, and I didn't dare to stop for a moment. The carving knife in my hand tied the two lines into one. At the moment of connection, the carving knife in my hand suddenly became hot like a soldering iron. I was suddenly shocked. The force in my hand was too late to retract. With a "trumpet", the blade broke into two pieces, and the sharp broken mouth was inserted into my palm. The red blood splashed onto the ground like a fountain. With the water of the not-dried blood, it merged together, dyeing the entire dragon head red along the carving traces...

In an instant, the entire cave was shaking, as if an earthquake had occurred, and I and the wind wandering around were shocked and fell to the ground. The pattern on the ground slowly emitted a fiery red light, illuminating everything as if it was forged by a raging fire, and even the fountain emitted a brilliant red light. Could it be that I failed to carve and the volcano erupted? I took a few steps back and looked at the flame fountain weakly, but was surprised to find that it was not the scorching lava, but the transparent water droplets of the red ground. The red gradually took off, leaving a blue light of water gently shaking in the cave, and Seyatis's old face full of wind and frost showed an excited expression.

I rolled over from the ground and felt a coolness under my feet. The dragon I completed had turned into blood-red. A pair of glaring eyes looked at the fountain with excitement. The smell of sulfur around me disappeared, leaving only the slightly salty fragrance of the sea water.

I succeeded!

Looking back at the wind wandering around, the boy hadn't come to his senses yet, staring at the fountain in a daze, his lips trembling constantly, as if he had a shocking exercise.

"Get up, silly boy, you can fulfill my wish. God is destined to teach you all my unique skills." Seacetes walked to Feng who was wandering around, stretched out his dry right hand, and gently pressed on Feng Di's forehead who was wandering around. I understood it tightly. That was to teach skills. Hehe, I can achieve the great way. I'm waiting to see how this boy thanks me in the future.

Several gray-blue lights splashed out from Seyacetes' palm and sprinkled onto the wandering wind. A halo like petals burst out from him one after another. The skills were probably spread almost the same. If there were no accidents, the kid should have been bleeding. No matter what skills he learned, he had to pay the tuition. Even if you worked hard to complete the task, you would still be slaughtered by the teacher in the end. These NPs are really not sympathetic at all, and each one is darker than the other, I have a deep understanding.

The wind wandering around was probably checking his newly acquired skills. He stood there blankly, with an expression of excitement and embarrassment on his face, completely pretending that I didn't exist. I guess although the kid's newly learned mechanism manufacturing technique was good, the required materials would definitely hurt him, otherwise he wouldn't have shown that he would be happy, sad, and happy.

After teaching Seyatis, he turned to look at me and said with a smile: "When I learned that the volcano here was about to erupt and the pearl on the sea was about to disappear from this world, in order to preserve this beautiful paradise, I designed a mechanism that could suppress the eruption of the volcano, but this mechanism needed the support of a magic circle. I traveled all over the world and obtained this drawing from the senior magician of the dragon clan. According to it, I could create a spell that suppresses the volcano. At that time, I was so ecstatic, but reality immediately shattered my dream mercilessly. Because no matter what method I used, I always

The talisman cannot be added to this sea water, until later I met the carving master Meg. He thought of a solution for me, that is, to practice a giant mechanism on this sea pearl, concentrate the ejection power of the entire volcano together, and at the same time, use local materials to directly carve this piece of cold jade buried deep in the seabed into a talisman to suppress the eruption of the volcano. Unfortunately, Master Meg unfortunately passed away before he could complete this giant carving picture. I thought I would never see the jewels on the sea shining in this world again, until God sent you to me, you are so great."

I laughed dryly on the ground, no one can say good things, even if I praise me like God, I have heard of it, but instead of praising me like a savior, it is better to give us some sudden benefits and benefits, such as giving me a few black iron wasps, how much can flattery be worth? Others like to hear it, but I don’t know how good it is. Our buddies still prefer visible and touchable things, such as shiny golden light, hard to touch, and cold ones, which can be used for food, and jingle when knocked...

It seems that the old man Seacetes is not ignorant. After the flattery, he finally got to the point. He reached out to take out a dark thing from his arms and delivered it to me and said, "By the way, this little meaning is not worthy of respect, I hope you accept it with a smile."

Hehe, of course I accepted it with a smile. How could I not want something to give it to me? I didn’t make too much politeness. I said thank you and took it immediately. I drank it, and it turned out to be a top-quality carving knife.

Name: Magic of Wind (the special engraving tool is limited to the master-level engraver)

Lasting: 55

Attribute: Increase the carving success rate by 10%, and superimpose the same type of item effect after repeated carving

I took this special carving knife in my hand and played with it straight. It was less than five inches long, but only a finger, and the real blade part was only two inches long. The triangular shank of black metal almost occupied all the carved blade body. The three sides of the shank had three unique symbols, with complex patterns and cumbersome lines, which made me almost unable to find where the lines of the symbols started and ended. However, one thing I can be sure of is that the pattern on the shank was also written by Master Meg. Apart from him, I really couldn't think of who could carve such a micro-carving work.

"Sigh, it's a pity that my engraving skills are still less than the master level, so although the things are good, the magic of wind is temporarily undesirable to me." I thought of the engraving skills that I had not improved for a long time, and sighed to myself.
Chapter completed!