Fang Yi used to carve seals directly on the seal based on his feelings, but in front of Qin Haichuan, he became much more regular this time. After drawing the edges, he used a pencil to outline the four words "Xianyun Jushi" on the bottom.

"This... it's impossible to do it without twenty or thirty years of hard work..."

Seeing this scene, Qin Haichuan's eyes couldn't help but widen. Generally speaking, people who play with gold and stone are at their peak at the age of forty. Because of their strong physical strength, high concentration, and decades of experience in seal carving, Qin Haichuan became famous at that age.

But Fang Yi in front of him didn't look like a man over thirty years old. Qin Haichuan really didn't know how Fang Yi practiced this trick. Although he had not started to engrave words, Qin Haichuan already knew that Fang Yi's skill in engraving was not as good as himself, and he was probably not much different.

Just as Qin Haichuan sighed in his heart, Fang Yi had already started engraving words. The engraving knife seemed to have a soul in his hand, and it continued with one knife. In addition to a slight pause at the place where the pen was broken, Fang Yi almost carved the four words in one go.

"This...how is this possible?"

Qin Haichuan, who was staring at him, couldn't help but take off his glasses and wiped them. He wondered if he had read it wrong. Fang Yi actually carved the words with a continuous pen technique, which took only one or two minutes.

Although Qin Haichuan's face was still calm, his heart was already filled with storms. You know, even when his 40s was at its peak in his craftsmanship of gold and stone seal carving, he could not do such a thing as Fang Yi.

"You... are you cheating?" Hua Ziyi was playing an online game introduced from South Korea recently, so he used an online term when he opened his mouth.

When he saw Fang Yi's playful carving four words, Hua Ziyi was also shocked. Although he failed to inherit the skills of Qin's hand in gold and stone carving, he still had an appreciation vision. Even if he didn't look closely, he understood that the characters carved by Fang Yi's hand in seal script were definitely at the level of masters.

"Check? What does it mean?"

Fang Yi shook his head inexplicably, handed the seal carved in his hand to Qin Haichuan, and said, "Old Qin, I'm showing off my skills. Look, are there any places to be decorated?"

Normally, there are still many procedures for engraving a seal. In addition to drawing the words at the bottom in advance, you also need to carefully carve them after rough carving, and modify some of the turning points to make them natural and round.

However, Fang Yi never needed to embellish the seal. He paid attention to the one-time work. When he first used the knife, Fang Yi had already taken all the details into consideration, and it was difficult to find a flaw.

"This...is this really a slash?"

After taking the Tian Huangshi seal handed over by Fang Yi, Qin Haichuan even forgot to clean it first. He wiped off the powder on the seal with his sleeve. He put on reading glasses and looked carefully. The shock on his face could no longer be concealed.

At Qin Haichuan's age, he had been able to do nothing but worry about everything, but this small seal made him feel shocked, because Qin Haichuan had been studying the path of gold and stone for a lifetime, and he could be said to have been studying the scriptures for a long time, but he had never seen anyone who could make a seal with one knife.

More importantly, the four characters engraved by Fang Yi are almost the same as the weight of the knife. The strokes are like writing on paper, and there is no hindrance or distraction at all. This technique is not an exaggeration to describe it even in the four words "Skillful and Abnormal".

"Old Qin, it's a carved out by one sword..." Fang Yi nodded. With his current cultivation level, it's not a difficult thing to control the carving knife to carve out words according to his own wishes, but it just requires some energy.

"Fang... Fang Yi, how did you... do it?" Qin Haichuan grabbed Fang Yi, his eyes full of fanaticism. Qin Haichuan only showed such an expression to his teacher when he was in his teens.

"I'm used to it. In the past, I also carved the seal like this..."

Fang Yi was shocked by Qin Haichuan's appearance. He didn't know what level of Qin Haichuan, a master-level gold and stone expert, was, so this time he did his best. Fang Yi was extremely satisfied with the seal he carved.

"Habit? I ask how you practiced it in one stroke?"

Although Qin Haichuan was already trying to calm himself down, he lowered his voice and shouted, which still seemed to growl in other people's ears. Hua Ziyi, who had never seen the teacher's expression, was stunned by the side.

"I started learning to carve seals when I was four or five years old. At first I carved on carrots, then on wood, and finally on stones. I could carve it out with one knife as I practiced..."

Fang Yi recalled the past when he practiced seal engraving, and there seemed to be nothing special.

If you have to find something different, it is that Fang Yi uses his spiritual sense to command the true essence to carve seals. No matter how hard the seal stone is, it is not much stronger than tofu in his hands. The control of the spiritual sense ensures that there will be no deviation in the seal in the carving.

Of course, Fang Yi could not explain this to Qin Haichuan, so he could only pretend to be confused at the moment.

"Even if you are four or five years old, you can't make a seal with one knife..."

Qin Haichuan shook his head when he heard this. He lived to this age and didn't know how many people with talent for seal carving have seen him. Moreover, he himself is such a genius, but no one can reach Fang Yi's level.

"Maybe my hand is stronger..."

Seeing that I couldn't fool Qin Haichuan, Fang Yi said, "I have been practicing martial arts since I was a child and chopped wood every day. The strength in my hands is much larger than that of ordinary people. I have a little stronger control, so I can do it..."

"Hands are strong?" Qin Haichuan glanced at Fang Yi and said, "Old man, my hands are not weak. Why don't we show off?"

It does require hand strength and wrist strength to engrave seals. Although Qin Haichuan is already in his seventies, among the people he knows, no one can beat him in arm wrestling. So Fang Yi said that he has a strong hand strength, Qin Haichuan expressed his dissatisfaction like a naughty boy.

"Type with you?"

Fang Yi glanced at Qin Haichuan with a young face and couldn't help but smile bitterly. He has polished his body since he was a child. Even if he doesn't use his true energy, he can't compare with the strength of his hands.

"Why? I look down on me, the older I am?" It is said that the younger I am, the smaller I am. Qin Haichuan is the same. When he saw the expression on Fang Yi's face, he thought Fang Yi looked down on him, and for a moment he even forgot about the seal.

"Old Qin, what is the hardest thing in your room?" Fang Yi did not answer Qin Haichuan's words, but looked around.

"The hardest thing?"

Qin Haichuan was stunned for a moment when he heard this, pointed to a strip of paperweight on the table and said, "This piece of wood was given by a foreign student. It is a desert iron wood produced in Mexico. It takes a hundred years to become a ingredient. It is usually made of high-end knife handles, and ordinary steel may not be harder than it..."

A few years ago, Qin Haichuan originally planned to use this iron wood to remake the knife handle of his own carving, but there was no special cutting tool, so he found someone to get it on the lathe and couldn't cut it out. In desperation, he stayed on the table as a paperweight.

"Old Qin, if I could use a carving knife to cut it, you wouldn't feel sorry for me?" After hearing Qin Haichuan's words, Fang Yi realized that this piece of wood that looked dark was quite precious.

"Cut the iron wood with a carving knife?" Qin Haichuan showed a smile on his face, "If you can cut it, I will give this iron wood to you..."

Qin Haichuan really doesn't believe that iron wood is difficult to cut with alloy serrated teeth. Fang Yi actually said that it was a fantasy to cut it with a carving knife.

"It's useless for me to ask for this thing. Mr. Qin, please keep it..."

Fang Yi smiled slightly, picked up the iron wood with his left hand, and held the carving knife with his right hand. The blade was pressed about one centimeter from the top of the iron wood. He pressed his thumb in and saw the sharp blade instantly cut into the iron wood-
Chapter completed!