Panlong's infinite evolution

Chapter 77 Stone Carving Master

"I don't know!" The two waiters said in unison without thinking.

"Hey!" Luo Lan sneered.

Lies can deceive people, but expressions cannot.

Under his gaze, the eyes of the two involuntarily avoided.

"These two must know."

Looking at Xisai's increasingly indifferent eyes, Luo Lan knew that there was not much time left for him.

At this time, it was time to put all their eggs in one basket. Luo Lan gritted his teeth, and two green rays of light shot out of his eyes, entering the eyes of the two waiters.

The two waiters who were originally respectful immediately became dull!
"This is undead magic—Ecstasy."

There was a wave of waves flashing in Xisai's eyes.

"Tell me, who dropped the stone carving?" Luo Lan asked leisurely.

The two waiters stared blankly at Luo Lan and replied mechanically.

"It's Master Lubor!"

Lu Boer, instead of seeking revenge on you, you came to provoke me instead, the murderous intent in Luo Lan's eyes flashed away.

"What about the stone carvings, where are the stone carvings in the wooden box?"

Right now, this is the question Luo Lan wants to know the most.

"Smashed, smashed by Master Lubor."

The two waiters replied at the same time.

Geek!

Luo Lan's heart sank suddenly, and the thing that worried him most happened.

"Crack, crack, crack..."

Xisai applauded lightly, with the corners of his mouth curled up, and said with a sarcasm.

"You are actually a necromancer. I didn't realize that. But the stone sculpture I want to see is not such a clumsy performance."

"Lord Xisai, please give me half an hour, the stone sculpture will be here soon." Luo Lan suddenly calmed down, and met Xisai's eyes and said.

"Master Xisai, please believe Brother Luo Lan, someone deliberately framed this." Linley pleaded.

"Okay, for Master Linley's sake, I'll give you another half an hour." Xisai said lazily.

"Thank you, Mr. Xisai."

Luo Lan walked quickly to one of the bluestones, touched the boulder with both hands, and could clearly detect the internal conditions of the boulder.

In the blink of an eye, Luo Lan opened his eyes again, and slowly drew out the flat knife at his waist.

"Our school is called Ping Dao Style, Mr. Xisai, you are optimistic."

As soon as the words fell to the ground, there was a continuous burst of air piercing in the room, and for a while, the knife was shining like a practice, and white clouds were flying.

The hard big bluestone is washed away under the knife little by little, revealing its true face.

Luo Lan didn't need to think at all. He carved a statue hundreds of times in eight years, and all the images seemed to be engraved in his heart.

Chop, cut, cut, slice...

A flat knife danced different tricks in Luo Lan's hands.

Tall figure, high nose bridge, resolute eyes...

The figure of Hillman appeared again in Luo Lan's eyes, and the teachings from the past flooded into his heart bit by bit.

He is strict and demanding, and hopes that his son will become a dragon.

He cares and loves, and imparts secret scriptures.

He was tenacious and self-sacrificing.

……

Scenes of emotions blended into the stone carvings while waving the flat knife. At this moment, Luo Lan's heart merged with the boulder, and the knife moved with his heart.A whirlwind formed around Luo Lan, the soul merged with the earth and the wind, and a steady stream of earth and wind elements merged into Luo Lan's body

He seemed to be able to feel the veins and veins of the boulder, and the image of Hillman in his mind became fuller with little memories.

……

Half an hour went by in the blink of an eye.

Stop the wind!
Luo Lan's eyes were filled with tears, and a complete stone sculpture nearly two meters high was presented in front of the three of them.

"Good, good, good..."

This is a work comparable to a stone carving "waking up from a dream". Being able to witness the birth of a master stone carving with his own eyes, Xisai immediately smiled, praised three times, turned and left, and left a word.

"Master Luo Lan, I have offended you so much today, we will meet again some other day."

……

Time is like a wheel, years are like a song, and the splendor of Finland City is even more dazzling than the descriptions of wandering bards.

People have not been freed from the shock of waking up to the auction of stone carvings, and then they were shocked by another message and opened their mouths wide.

Master Linley and Luo Lan have been conferred the title of Marquis!
The Finlay royal family canonized two high-ranking nobles at once, which shocked everyone's jaws.You must know that the Finlay royal family is notoriously stingy with titles, and everyone can understand that the 17-year-old dual-line magician is also the most famous stone carving master in the Yulan Continent.

Who is Luo Lan? His name is unknown. How can he keep pace with Master Linley.

The royal family of Finlay disdained to refute the speculation and doubts from the outside world, and Luo Lan was even less in the mood to pay attention to them.

The green fruit garden on Luye Road was next to Linley's mansion. Over thousands of years, the royal family of Finlay had accumulated a lot of wealth. There were more than a dozen courtyards on Luye Road, where every inch of land was worth every penny.

Clyde was also generous to the two of them, and gave away two sets as soon as he made a move, worth nearly ten million gold coins.

In the back garden, Luo Lan held the epee in one hand and pointed at the sky obliquely, standing like a sculpture, his whole body and mind immersed in the sword move just now.

The use of the sword is not rigidly relying on strength to swing.

It requires the combination of fighting energy and strength, saving every bit of strength and fighting energy in the body, and perfectly bursting out the maximum lethality. This is proficiency in swordsmanship.

The second step after fully mastering the sword technique is to turn the epee into an extension of one's own body, which is to lift weight as if it were light.

Luo Lan prefers to call it the unity of man and sword.

God and heaven are in harmony, using the laws of their own perception to shake the general trend of the world, and every move is like God's help. This is the momentum mentioned in the Dragon Blood Secret Code.

Luo Lan's own understanding is the so-called harmony between man and nature in Chinese Taoism.

Now he has completely managed to lift weights with ease, but he always feels that there is a thin layer of mist in the comprehension of momentum. Occasionally, he feels a flash of inspiration, but it becomes inseparable in the blink of an eye.

"Sang Kun, Jin Mao, you two come to practice sword with me." Luo Lan was clueless, with a depressed expression on his face.

"Boss, here I come!"

On the rockery, the golden retriever jumped down excitedly, and he was already itching to watch it.

"Master."

Sang Kun also stood up.

The two surrounded Luo Lan in the center one behind the other.

"Look at the sword!"

Roland roared.

The sword sounded and the dragon sang, cutting the wind and chopping the waves, and the black blade dragged a piercing sonic boom, smashing towards Sang Kun.

Bang!
A loud bang.

Sang Kun didn't defend at all, and walked directly in front of Luo Lan, a string of sparks splashed on his back, not even a single scale was broken.

The greater the racial restrictions, the stronger the strength after promotion. As the only ninth-level velociraptor in the Yulan Continent, Sang Kun's defense far exceeds that of dragons of the same level.

A ninth-level silver dragon couldn't resist a blow, and couldn't break through Sang Kun's scale armor defense at all. Unless Luo Lan could combine the forces of heaven and earth, it would be difficult to cause damage to Sang Kun.

"Or not!"

Unwilling to be reconciled, Luo Lan roared angrily.

"Come again!"

With strength and arms, a black light flashed in front of his eyes, and the sword hit Sang Kun's back heavily, knocking him into the air.

(End of this chapter)