However, before opening the eyes, Master Chen still solicited Fang Yuan’s opinion: “Mr. Fang, how about I complete the final steps?”

"...it's OK." Fang Yuan pondered for a while, and simply nodded and smiled: "It's a good story to inherit the father's business and to complete a work together."

"He can't do it." Old Master Chen shook his head and waved his hand, "Look at it, he must not do it."

"..." Master Chen didn't say anything, but he held his breath in his heart, wanting to prove that he could still do this little thing.

At the right time, Master Chen didn't say a word and did not rush to start, but looked at the dragon and phoenix patterns on the pillow with great concentration. Although he had known the dragon and phoenix auspicious patterns before, at this moment, he held his breath and focused, reached out to touch the dragon and phoenix patterns little by little, and carefully felt the engravings in it.

Seeing this situation, Mr. Chen nodded slightly, which was a kind of recognition. In fact, if Master Chen didn't even look at it, he would just use the knife directly, and he would definitely stop it as soon as possible.

After all, it is not easy to say it in carving, and it is not easy to say it.

It is not difficult, because after thousands of years of experience accumulated by sculptors, a similar routine carving technique has been formed for the eyes of various animal characters.

Taking the characters as an example, the eyes of civil servants and generals are different. The eyes of civil servants are narrow and long, so they naturally have a sense of elegance. The eyes of military generals must be big enough, like a copper bell, full of mighty power. The two cannot be confused, otherwise they will definitely be very inconsistent. This is the so-called routine.

Of course, it is not easy to open your eyes. This is because it is too routine and looks very dull. A true carving master will never simply carve according to routine techniques, but will integrate it into it and have his own style.

In short, it is also a carving thing. Some people's eyes are very dull and rigid, while others' eyes are vivid and full of agility.

If Master Chen doesn't even look at it, and just waves his knife to open his eyes, then the carved things will definitely not be satisfactory. Only by carefully studying them thoroughly can you grasp the essence of the dragon and phoenix pattern and carve perfect eyes.

Seeing Master Chen so serious, Fang Yuan and others felt a little relieved and watched quietly.

A few minutes passed. Master Chen had studied the engraving lines of the auspicious patterns of the dragon and phoenix, including the texture of the golden nanmu ebony, in a very subtle way. Then he raised the engraving knife confidently and slowly moved towards the eyes of the five-clawed golden dragon.

At this moment, the people next to him naturally focused on him. He saw Master Chen's hand stagnant and then hung a few millimeters away from the five-clawed golden dragon's eyes. He did not move.

"Why didn't you carve it?" Fang Yuan was very surprised. Master Chen's face looked gloomy and calm. He seemed to be struggling, but his hand holding the knife had not fallen for a long time, and thin white sweat appeared on his forehead.

"Okay, don't be too slow." At this moment, Mr. Chen showed an unexpected expression, and pulled out the carving knife from Master Chen's hand, and said calmly: "I said, you can't do it. Even I dare not take action, let alone you."

"How could this happen?" At this time, Master Chen breathed a sigh of relief, his face turned pale, as if he had consumed a lot of energy. However, after the carving knife was pulled away, he felt relieved again.

While breathing, Master Chen was very surprised and puzzled: "I clearly felt that I could do it, but when I was about to take action, I seemed to be crazy and couldn't stab it at all."

"That's why I said, this is not simple." Mr. Chen did not laugh at him, but Zheng pointed his head: "Fortunately, you still have some skills. You know that you can't do it and dare not take action. If you change to someone who doesn't know the importance of it, you will probably be recklessly stabbed."

"Dad, I don't hide it from you. I just wanted to stab it, but the carving knife seemed to be unable to stab it." Master Chen smiled bitterly, and a look of surprise appeared in his eyes, very puzzled.

"What does it mean?" Old Master Chen was stunned.

"Dad, I feel like something is blocking the position of my eyes." Master Chen hesitated: "I just stabbed it hard, and then I found that a force seemed to rebound..."

"What are you talking nonsense?" Mr. Chen scolded: "Nothing!"

"Or." Master Chen smiled and said, "Maybe it's my illusion."

"Is it an illusion? You can try it?" Fang Yuan suddenly said, "Maybe this is why the old man is unable to cut the knife."

"What does it mean?" Old Master Chen was a little shocked.

Fang Yuan smiled, picked up the pillow, looked at it for a while, and handed it to Xiong Mao: "Boss Xiong, you can take a look, too."

"Oh." Xiong Mao knew that Fang Yuan had some intention to do this, so he took the pillow and looked at it in detail. At the beginning, he was still speculating on Fang Yuan's intention, but after looking for a while, he was shocked: "Oh, it's strange."

"What's strange?" Master Chen asked quickly.

"This thing seems..." Xiong Mao hesitated: "It seems to be full of aura."

"Aura?" Mr. Chen said in surprise: "Master Xiong, you are not mistaken."

"It's absolutely impossible to be wrong." Xiong Mao looked at it for another two or three minutes, then nodded for sure, "It's an aura, a very powerful aura. But this aura is very chaotic, and it looks like a tuft."

"How could there be aura?" Master Chen was very puzzled: "This thing is not a magic weapon."

"This is wrong." Xiong Mao shook his head and said, "Whether the golden nanmu or the ebony have condensed some aura after thousands of years of transformation. Otherwise, these two things are not the best materials for making magic tools."

"But this matter is indeed a bit strange." As he spoke, Xiong Mao also frowned slightly: "I remember before this, things did not have such a powerful aura fluctuation. Master Fang, what's going on?"

"This matter is also due to the old man." Fang Yuan also sighed a little: "Boss Xiong, haven't you noticed it? The dragon and phoenix patterns carved by the old man were painted bit by bit along the natural texture of the golden nanmu ebony."

"If you reverse it, you will break and go smoothly. The vitality of the golden nanmu ebony itself condenses bit by bit along the lines drawn, just like a snowball, and it continues to accumulate and grow, and naturally becomes very powerful."

After Fang Yuan explained, he sighed sincerely: "Whether the old man's behavior is intentional or unintentional, it is like a Taoist talisman, copying the traces of the clouds in the world and forming a magic weapon."

"What?" Mr. Chen was stunned again: "Brother Fang, do you say this thing has become a magic weapon?"

"It's almost the same, but it's a little bit worse." Fang Yuan shook his head and said, "The dragon and phoenix are auspicious, and the vitality is wandering on the lines of the carving, which does gather aura. However, these auras are very messy and have no unity at all. For magic tools, disordered auras are not only not beneficial, but may cause disaster."

"That's right." Xiong Mao agreed deeply: "The chaotic aura can easily breed evil spirits, which are harmful but not beneficial."

"Then this thing..." Old Master Chen said anxiously: "Is it a disaster?"

"Not to it." Fang Yuan smiled and said, "Didn't I say it, it's a key point."

"Open your eyes and finish your eyes?" Mr. Chen reacted instantly.

"That's right." Fang Yuan nodded and said, "The reason why the aura is messy is mainly because it lacks the key point. If the entire dragon and phoenix auspicious pattern is a Feng Shui bureau, then the dragon and phoenix eyes are the formation eyes of the Feng Shui bureau. Without the suppression and adjustment of the array eyes, the aura of the east and the west will naturally be very chaotic."

"Master Fang is right." Xiong Mao agreed: "Master, you have a similar consciousness in your heart, and you subconsciously know that it is very important to open your eyes, so you are reluctant to take action."

"You are right, you are not impulsive. You should know that opening your eyes to the dragon and the phoenix is ​​no longer like an ordinary wood carving job. Just open a hole. This involves the trick of pointing acupoints." Xiong Mao's expression was very cautious. After all, as a master of appreciating magic weapons, he naturally had a very deep understanding of the pointing acupoints of magic weapons.

There are many magical instruments in the world, and they are endless and changeable. However, the changes are inseparable from their sects, and the condensation of aura is absolutely inseparable from a "point", especially for the engraved and molded magical instruments. If the last knife can accurately stab the "point", then the spirit of the entire magical instrument will naturally form, making the magical instruments have life.

If the "point" is wrong, or the "point" is wrong, and the aura cannot be produced with one "point", then things may not be destroyed, but as far as magical instruments are concerned, there is no future at all.

"Ginger is still so hot." Fang Yuan smiled and said, "Although the old man doesn't understand magic weapons, he has rich experience in life. He suddenly noticed something was wrong and stopped decisively."

"You don't have to praise me anymore." Mr. Chen frowned and said, "When I talk about it, I went around it. Whether it was acupoints or opening my eyes and finishing my eyes, it was indeed very important, but what should I do, do you have any ideas?"

"This..." Xiong Mao pondered for a while and looked directly at Fang Yuan: "I'm afraid Master Fang will do it himself."

Fang Yuan did not refuse and smiled and said, "Old man, can you borrow a needle?"

"Nite?" Old Master Chen was stunned and waved his hand, "Go and get the needle."

Master Chen hurriedly left and walked back soon afterwards. He had a row of needles and threads in his hand. One by one, of different sizes, lengths and thicknesses, was tied to a piece of silk cloth. Under the sunlight, each needle exuded a silver luster, with a bit of sharpness.

"The needle is coming, what are you going to do?" Mr. Chen said curiously: "Needle engraving?"

"Haha, I don't have this ability." Fang Yuan immediately smiled and said, "I will only take a little bit of it. After combining the chaotic aura, I will leave the rest of the work to you, the old man."
Chapter completed!