Creation Color Master

After coming out of the Feng Shui situation, there was still a lingering feeling of fear.

Chu Mo had a serious face. If he hadn't discovered the clues and made some arrangements early on, he would have been in real danger this time.

Sarliang on the side said: "My lord, this Feng Shui master's method is really weird. My attack is useless."

Hearing this, Chu Mo said, "This is the ability of a Feng Shui master. They can form Feng Shui trends based on the natural environment or by transforming the surrounding environment. Feng Shui trends can be said to be an independent derivative space, and it is impossible to communicate with the laws of the Great Dao. So it is reasonable that your Great Dao technique is useless."

The Yanlin Fire Beast at the side shook its head and murmured, "What a strange ability! In this case, once you enter the Feng Shui situation, even a strong man like the third realm will be at the mercy of others."

Chu Mo smiled and said, "Of course not. Although most of the Third Realm experts use the laws of the Great Dao to fight the enemy, they also have other means, such as the evil soldiers cultivated by military practitioners; the little bit of righteousness in the chest of Confucian practitioners, etc. They rely on themselves and do not need to use the means of the laws of the Great Dao. They are completely unaffected by the power of Feng Shui."

Sarliang scratched his head and thought to himself, if his lord knew, why didn't he tell him earlier? As a result, it was really embarrassing that a third-level cultivator like him couldn't beat a second-level Feng Shui master.

If Chu Mo could hear clearly what Salliang was thinking, he would definitely answer this question, because it was the first time he had seen the Feng Shui master's methods, and he had just remembered it.

Shifting his gaze, Chu Mo looked at the things that the Six Sword Slaves placed in front of him, which were the dragon-shaped sculpture and dragon-suppressing nails that arranged the Feng Shui power.

Chu Mo looked at the flow of spiritual energy above, and each item belonged to the category of spiritual weapons. He was immediately a little surprised. Where did you, a Feng Shui master, find so many spiritual weapons?

Moreover, Chu Mo can be sure that the Nine Dragon Sculptures have the same origin. Although different spiritual objects were used in refining, the refining technique was created by one person.

Chu Mo guessed that if this treasure was not a family inheritance, then Fan Qixuan must have known a weapon refiner.

Thinking of this, Chu Mo slowly came to Fan Qixuan and said, "My friend, why do you have such great hostility towards me? I have already told you that Yan Wenfu and I have only met a few times. Why don't you believe it?"

Fan Qixuan said to Chu Mo, "Bah, I know him too well. Yan Wenfu is a selfish, self-centered villain. If he is not related to you, how could he tell you about my sister's inheritance?"

Chu Mo was stunned when he heard this and asked, "What did you say? Fan Lingjun is your sister?"

Fan Qixuan stood up and was furious. He pointed at Chu Mo and said, "Look, you said you didn't know Yan Wenfu, but how do you know my sister's name? My sister has been dead for more than 20 years, and even the villagers have forgotten her."

Chu Mo looked at Fan Qixuan and murmured, "Okay, I'll tell you the reasons and consequences of my coming here. As for whether you believe it or not, that's your judgment."

Afterwards, Chu Mo ignored Fan Qixuan and told him everything about his first meeting with Yan Wenfu and the commission he had given him.

Looking at Chu Mo's serious expression, Fan Qixuan seemed to believe Chu Mo's words a little, but it seemed that he could not accept it for a while, so he squatted down silently.

Chu Mo did not disturb him. He planned to give Fan Qixuan a chance to live. After all, he had just inherited the inheritance from his sister, and he couldn't get to know him in her home.

But before letting him go, I need to ask myself a question.

Soon Chu Mo got the answer he wanted and let him go.

Fan Qixuan seemed to be afraid that Chu Mo would regret it, so he quickly disappeared into the dark night without even returning home. Judging from the direction he was heading, he should have left Fenggu Town.

Chu Mo sighed slightly. He probably should have guessed why Fan Qixuan hated Yan Wenfu so much. This involved marriage and family affection. It was difficult to judge right and wrong, but when would the cycle of revenge end?

Chu Mo looked at the bright and clear moon in the yard and didn't speak for a long time.

Chu Mo leaned against the wall and rested for a night. Because there were six sword slaves on guard in secret, he slept particularly soundly that night.

After a simple packing, Chu Mo was ready to leave, when at this moment a sound of breaking through the air was heard.

"Swish"

Zhen Gang, carrying a sword on his back, appeared in the house and said to Chu Mo, "My lord, a child from the surrounding people sneaked in and is about to come this way. Do you want to drive him away?"

Chu Mo frowned when he heard this. This place has been abandoned for so long, how could a child sneak in?

After a little thought, Chu Mo said, "Don't worry about it. It may be that the surrounding villagers are just having fun."

Just as he retreated, a series of footsteps came from outside.

Soon, a child wearing coarse linen clothes, with his hands and face red from the cold wind, walked into the room. Chu Mo's eyes lit up when he felt the familiar fluctuations coming from the child.

The child also saw Chu Mo and his group. After a slight pause, the child put his hands on his waist and pointed at Chu Mo and said, "Hey, who are you and what are you doing here? Are you here to steal?"

Seeing the child acting like the owner of the house, Chu Mo couldn't help but joked, "Who are you? This house and yard are all mine."

The child stared at Chu Mo and said, "You are talking nonsense. I have always come here to play since I was a child. Why haven't I seen you before?"

Chu Mo walked towards the door, pointed at the courtyard gate in the distance, and said, "Look, I opened the courtyard gate and walked in. I have the key, so how can I not be the owner of this house?"

"How did you get in? You didn't sneak in, did you?"

Chu Mo couldn't help but tease her.

For someone who has successfully entered the path of drama practice at such a young age by secretly studying, he can be considered a genius.

It’s a pity that his parents are genuine farmers and are unable to provide him with the necessary help in cultivation.

So Chu Mo left a copy of the inheritance to him, hoping that he would practice hard and work hard to inherit and promote opera.

At this time, Li Huai and others were riding on war horses on the official road, and Fenggu Town behind them was getting farther and farther away until it completely disappeared.

This time, Chu Mo went to Juanye County next to Qingyang County to visit the person who carved the sculpture of the Nine Sons of the Dragon for Fan Qixuan.

It is said that this person lives in a stone forest between Fuyang City and Tianyi City in Juanye County. There are stone tablets piled up everywhere in the stone forest. As long as you find a stele forest, you can see this person.

Among the weapon refiners, there is a lineage of jade craftsmen who make a living by specializing in carving. Jade craftsmen are more inclined to refine spiritual objects such as spiritual stones, spiritual ores, and spiritual jade. The lineage of jade craftsmen has been passed down since the ancient Stone Age. It is a very ancient profession. Chu Mo never thought that he would encounter one day.

Now that he had encountered it, Chu Mo naturally wanted to learn about this ancient profession.

Riding on the green-eyed jade dragon, Chu Mo waved his hand and a bunch of spiritual creatures appeared, floating in front of Chu Mo's eyes.

"The Magical Power of Drama - Fusion of Spirits and Dolls"

Use spiritually evolved tools such as knives, scissors, needles, rulers, etc. to perform special processing on the spiritual objects taken out.

From the inside to the outside, from the frame to the details, Chu Mo can still focus on making the puppet even when he is on the road.

Soon a simple version of the leather puppet was formed. Chu Mo took out a piece of solid scale armor cut from the skinned scaly monster. After a series of processes such as processing, polishing, fitting and stitching, a black armor engraved with a pattern of a black snake appeared.

The refined spiritual objects were carefully integrated into the simple leather puppet, and soon a leather puppet in the shape of a soldier wearing black armor was completed.