The moon is setting, crows are crying, the sky is covered with frost, and the river maple and fishing fire are facing melancholy.

At Hanshan Temple outside Gusu City, the bell rings for the passenger ship at midnight.

Suzhou.

It's not far from Yangzhou. Although it doesn't have the style of Yangzhou with fireworks in March, Suzhou also has its own characteristics.

Jiangnan soft talk.

My fair lady.

There is also a talented charlatan.

Here, I am talking about Nan Murong and Wang Yuyan of Mantuo Villa.

A low-key and luxurious brocade dress.

Wearing a white fur shawl.

There is also a girl in bright red clothes, holding an umbrella and sitting on her shoulders.

After staying at Yangzhou Cangjian Villa for a while, Yue Yuan finally said goodbye to Dugu Feng. Since he came to this world through Jingyan Palace, Yue Yuan must go to see the Xiaoyao Sect. In this world, temporarily

Only Xiaoyao Sect is worth seeing for Yue Yuan.

Except for Dugu Feng, who also ascended, there seems to be little connection with the others.

certainly.

This is not completely certain. After Yue Yuan's experience and time travel, even he can only figure out most of the situation now. There are many things that even the parties involved cannot know. The master and the apprentice are hiding the sword.

After staying at the villa for more than half a month, I finally left the villa and headed south.

The two of them have been walking together for a long time, but it is a beautiful scene in the rivers and lakes that have been a little chaotic recently.

When he set foot in Gusu City, the first thing Yue Yuan saw was the Hanshan Temple outside the city.

Compared with what is seen with the eyes, the sound falls on the ears first.

when!

The low bells echoed along the mountains and rivers. Standing by the river. Listening to the sound of the waves is still there, which makes people inexplicably feel nostalgic. The scenery in Yangzhou has an extravagant sadness, while in Gusu it is

What's more, it's a sigh of despair.

Standing by the river, Yue Yuan listened to the bells that kept echoing in his ears, but he inexplicably recalled a woman in his mind.

A stubborn and heart-warming woman.

A woman whose hands are stained with blood, but who lives her whole life for only one person.

The autumn wind blows by the river.

The strands of bitter catkins hanging from the willow trees danced with the wind, and the red maple leaves all over the mountain also danced.

I stood by the river and stayed for a long time.

Yue Yuan's right hand moved slightly.

An unfinished wood carving was immediately drawn from his sleeve, and a small knife also fell on the other hand. Picking up the wood carving, Yue Yuan faced the autumn wind, listened to the evening bell, and began to stay in the sunset.

Start carving bit by bit.

In Dugu Feng's Hidden Sword Villa, Yue Yuan did not reveal the wood carvings. Even the statue that was given to the little girl was well hidden, and she was not willing to show it to others at all. Although Dugu Feng once also

Yue Yuan blocked her heavy sword with a carved knife, but after turning his head, Dugu Feng didn't care. What she cared about was her swordsmanship and whether her Dugu Nine Swords could truly break through the sky.

The knife was carving bit by bit, chipping out little bits of sawdust from the already slender wooden figure to increase and enrich its layering.

For Yue Yuan, his carving movements were very slow.

If the original old man saw this skill, he would definitely be complained. How could he beg for food in this world with such a skill?

However, Yue Yuan's identity is destined to not make him a fool. On the contrary, the old man will praise the young man who is better than the old man. In the pure art of sculpture, Yue Yuan has already taken his own step. Every knife in his hand

.Every movement contains Yue Yuan’s emotions.

It can be said that in more than a year in Jingyan Palace, apart from healing and teaching the little girl, Yue Yuan only carved out a complete wooden sculpture, which is what the little girl will look like when she grows up.

All that's left is the half-finished wood carving in my hand.

This belongs to Fairy Chi Lian.

Every time he carved, Yue Yuan recalled the past in his mind.

The carving knife fiddled with it at will. It was as smooth as a flying fairy from heaven. The little girl who had come down and stood beside her to watch her master's movements observed carefully, motionless and quietly. Of course she knew that this one was not hers.

But the little girl wanted to see which one looked better between this carved one and her own.

At the moment, the carving on the hand has no appearance. What is completed is just the outer clothes and hairstyle.

The little girl was young, but she could still recognize that it was a flowing Taoist robe. It was folded and folded, and the ravine marks were carved as if they were real, as if the Taoist robe on her body was blown up by the wind and fluttered backwards.

when!

Another bell rang.

"cough!"

The slightly cool autumn wind blew, causing Yue Yuan to cough uncontrollably. Upon seeing this, the little girl standing aside immediately stepped forward and patted Yue Yuan's back gently with her small hands. Back in Jingyan Palace,

Whenever Yue Yuan coughs, the little girl does this.

Because that's what she knows.

Other than that, the little girl can't help at all.

"..."

The movements of his hands paused, and his eyes closed slightly. Suddenly, with Yue Yuan as the center, a cold air began to spread out that made people shiver inexplicably. It was like a piece of ice suddenly being melted by fire, causing this cold air to suddenly disappear in an instant.

All spread out.

On the ground, a trace of frost appeared at this moment, and a white mist appeared.

Even though the little girl was used to this kind of thing, she still couldn't help but yawn at this moment.

Half a moment.

Yue Yuan took a long breath, and the breath that came out of his mouth turned into a white sharp arrow and shot out, hitting the river in front of him and causing a small splash.

After opening his eyes, Yue Yuan felt the coldness on his body and couldn't help but smile bitterly.

Bei Ming Sheng Gong.

It has extremely strong healing ability, it also has immortal energy to protect the body, and it can also absorb the inner energy of people. But its biggest shortcoming was originally not that good in Yue Yuan's opinion. After all, his own skills had already been

When you reach a certain level, absorbing other people's skills will basically not bring much consequence.

Even if the Buddhist qi injected into him by the four great saints conflicts with the demonic qi he has absorbed, it is only a trivial matter.

It's just that Yue Yuan didn't expect that there would be a creature like a demon dragon in this world.

When he used the Beiming Magic to absorb the power of the demonic dragon, Yue Yuan also began to doubt at this moment whether immortal Buddhas existed in this world. Although the demonic dragon was not a real dragon, it was only a few steps away from the rumored real dragon.

Not too far.

It was precisely the existence of the magic dragon that exceeded his imagination that made Yue Yuan discover for the first time that the shortcomings in the Beiming Divine Art he created that were not shortcomings became so obvious at this moment.

Beiming Changsheng Qi is unparalleled and overbearing. Any type of Qi that enters the body will be transformed into Beiming Changsheng Qi. After all, all kinds of Qi in the world cannot escape the two words of Yin and Yang. Even the power of the demon dragon is violent and domineering, but

Beiming's Changsheng Qi is still not afraid that the other party belongs to the masculine group, so it is still converting it into Beiming's Changsheng Qi bit by bit.

But the problem is that the amount of Beiming Changsheng Qi in the body is not as good as the power of Long Yuan, and a tug-of-war confrontation has formed between the two.

This put Yue Yuan in this situation.

But the only thing that is certain is that as long as Yue Yuan is given enough time, even the dragon essence of the entire demon dragon can be absorbed by Yue Yuan with Beiming Changsheng Qi and turned into his own power, not to mention that it is only a part of him at the moment.

That's all.

Lower your head.

Looking at the unfinished statue in his hand, Yue Yuan had a slight smile on his face.

The statue is mostly done.

The clothes, hair accessories, and posture are all completed.

Even the outline of the person's face is done.

All that's left is to add the finishing touches and carve the eyes for the statue, because this cut will be the most difficult.

Just like painting. What is the most difficult part about characters?

That's the eyes.

Because the eyes are the windows to the soul, you can almost tell what kind of person the other person is through the eyes. For Yue Yuan, the reason why this knife is difficult is not because of the difficulty of carving it, but because of the desire in Yue Yuan's mind

There are just too many things to carve.

A smile.

There are so many gestures in my mind, and it is undoubtedly extremely difficult to pick the best one among them.
To be continued...