"It's a bit weak."
The old shaman picked up the urn and took a sip, smacking his lips.
Xie Tian also took a sip, but he didn't comment on the wine he brought from the Three Thousand Worlds, only saying: "It's enough."
These two words made the old shaman's eyes flash with a trace of satisfaction.
"How should I say this?" The old shaman pointed at the stone sculpture under his feet. "This is an ancestral skill that can only be passed down to the descendants. Besides, you're not a shaman, tsk tsk …"
Xie Tian smiled. "What other requests do you have, senior? Tell me all at once."
"Ha …" Having been seen through, the old shaman wasn't embarrassed. "Three meals a day. Then, I won't teach you. You can only watch me work."
Xie Tian nodded, got up, and bowed to the old shaman. "Deal."
"I'm hungry." The old shaman pointed at his shriveled belly.
"I'm hungry." Xie Tian turned around and shouted, then sat down to look at the stone sculpture again.
The old shaman was a bit confused.
But not long after, he heard a cold snort from afar, then the sound of wind came from the sky.
Looking up, he saw a roasted wild beast leg falling down.
Bang!
Xie Tian dusted off the dust on his head, smiled at the confused old shaman, tore a small piece of meat from the beast leg, threw it into his mouth, and continued to look at the stone sculpture.
Xie Tian's shameless behavior made the old shaman's face turn red.
It wasn't enough to protect the little bug.
Now he had to find food for the little bug.
From what the old shaman said, he had to have three meals a day!
Sniffling, the old shaman used his anger to evaporate his tears of grievance, then ran to vent.
After eating and drinking to his heart's content, the old shaman took a nap. After waking up, he tidied up the stall and limped away.
Xie Tian followed behind, looked at the old shaman's slightly twisted left leg, and asked: "Senior, this leg …"
"It broke when I was young, no one reattached it, so it grew crooked."
"It can be reattached."
"This is my leg."
"Senior, what do you mean?"
"Your perception … I'll hurt, do you understand?"
"Understood."
…
While talking, the old shaman came to a stone house, threw the stone sculpture inside, stretched, and went inside.
"Senior, don't you work?"
"Rest at sunset."
Xie Tian raised his head and looked at the setting sun. He then looked around and picked up a round stone with great effort, preparing to carve it by himself.
The old witch's impatient voice sounded.
"Rest at sunset!"
Xie Tian stopped and lay down beside the stone house. He began to ponder over the four words that had nothing to do with him. Could it be that the old witch had found these words to represent sloth?
Thinking and thinking, the sun rose.
The old shaman came out of the stone house and stretched.
"Hungry …"
Before he could finish his sentence, he saw the corpse of a wild beast that was as big as a hill. This time, it was alive.
"Forget it, I'll do it."
Seeing that it was difficult for Xie Tian to even get up, the old witch sighed.
Not long after, the fragrance filled the air.
As usual, Xie Tian tore off a piece and threw it into his mouth, so that Lin Xun couldn't find an excuse to run out of food.
The old shaman frowned. "Are you full?"
"Well, it's fine if you don't eat."
"People are iron, but food is steel!" The old shaman was unhappy. "If you don't eat, where will you get the strength to work?"
Xie Tian was speechless.
He wanted to tell the old witch that with his current strength, he could destroy the entire continent.
The old witch shook her head and finished her breakfast. Then, she walked towards the back of the stone house.
Xie Tian followed but was glared at by the old witch.
Not long after, he heard an earth-shattering sound coming from the back of the stone house. What followed was a strong stench.
Xie Tian stood up and walked away.
Because it was a fart.
"Ah, cool!"
The old witch appeared with a comfortable expression and called Xie Tian over.
"There are stones in the stone house. Carry one out, don't knock it."
Xie Tian entered the room and scanned the room with his bloody eyes. He saw three long stones that were flickering with a faint light.
These were stones.
But they were not normal stones.
Xie Tian was slightly startled as he displayed his evil emotions.
With the hardness of these stones, even Illusionary Divine Stage cultivators might not be able to leave any marks on them.
For the time being, Xie Tian could only walk slowly and it was difficult for him to carry the stones.
After much effort, he carefully picked up a piece of stone and walked out of the stone house with difficulty.
The old witch used her finger to measure the length of the stone. Then, she took out a small stone knife and cut at the place she was measuring.
Xie Tian looked at it seriously.
The stone was hard.
The old witch did not have much strength and her hands were trembling.
But as she trembled, the stone was cut open like tofu.
What was even more unbelievable was that when Xie Tian saw the smooth surface of the stone, he realized that the old witch had cut a straight line.
After 8 cuts, 9 stones of the same size appeared.
The old witch's hands trembled even more.
Xie Tian was a little worried that the old witch would stab him with a knife while trembling.
"What are you carving …"
After cutting the stone, the old witch was in a daze.
She did what she said. She did not even see Xie Tian in front of her and did not care about teaching him.
If Xie Tian wanted to learn, he could only look at it and think about it himself.
"The Tianfeng Rat this morning tasted not bad …"
She smacked her lips as if she was savoring the taste.
After that, the old witch's trembling hand seemed to accidentally stab the stone in front of her.
After the stab, Xie Tian's blood-red eyes suddenly narrowed.
It was another diagonal cut, and the square stone had three more corners. Other than becoming irregular, it also gave off an inconceivable aura.
This aura seemed to belong to the Tianfeng Rat that was treated as breakfast.
Just as he was in a daze, the old witch trembled a few more times.
After a few more cuts, an extremely simple and blurry stone sculpture was produced.
Pushing the stone sculpture to the side, the old witch frowned as if she had only just begun to recall the appearance of the Tianfeng Rat.
Xie Tian looked at the first stone sculpture and the scene of the Tianfeng Rat avoiding danger, preying on its prey, and being roasted into meat appeared in his mind.
Then, the stone chips flew.
The second sculpture, the third sculpture, the fourth sculpture …
The more she carved, the more the old witch frowned and her speed became slower and slower.
When she was about to carve the ninth sculpture, the old witch's forehead was covered in sweat and her hand holding the knife trembled.
But she still carved it.
The ninth sculpture, the Tianfeng Rat, came to life.
Xie Tian witnessed the entire process of the nine sculptures being produced and then closed his eyes.
The old witch wiped the sweat off her forehead and looked at Xie Tian. She shook her head and pouted before lying down to rest.
An hour later, Xie Tian opened his blood-red eyes.
"Can I try?"
"As long as you don't use my stone, it's up to you." The old witch put away the stone sculpture and limped to the market with the bag from the stall.
Xie Tian thought about it, picked up the round stone he found yesterday, and followed her.
The stone material could not be used, but the small stone knife could.
After laying out the animal skin and arranging the sculpture, the old witch handed the small stone knife to Xie Tian and dozed off.
Xie Tian held the small stone knife and looked at the stone in front of him.
The market was bustling with people, and the exquisite stone sculptures also attracted a few admiring gazes.
But that was just admiring.
On this continent, food was the biggest problem, followed by clothing.
No one was willing to buy expensive toys like the stone sculptures.
This was good for Xie Tian.
Because no one would disturb him.
After thinking for a long time, Xie Tian finally had the confidence to use the knife.
Swoosh.
The knife was not fast and landed on the round stone.
Bang!
The round stone exploded.
Xie Tian was stunned.
The old witch who was sleeping seemed to have had a good dream and smiled happily.
"Hmph, a joke, a joke …"
A mocking voice from afar woke Xie Tian up.
After waking up, he realized that he had made a mistake.
After recognizing the problem of the evil body, he decided to carve himself.
So …
Xie Tian picked up a stone that was pressed on the beast skin. His evil emotions surged as he carefully felt around.
"Too rushed …"
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