Today, Zhao Lunze was also there. He still occupied the favorable terrain and stared at Yuan Zhou's work of practice with bright eyes. He had specially rushed back when he received the news that Yuan Zhou was practicing sculpting with a piece of wood.
As for where the news came from, the Buddha said not to say.
Yuan Zhou's fingers kept moving as if he was performing magic. In just a few minutes, a red-crowned crane spreading its wings and waiting to fly appeared vividly under his hand.
The feathers on its body were very clear. Even when it took off, when it spread its wings, the posture of some of the feathers sticking up was very clear. Every single detail was clearly visible. The lively expression in the bird's eyes gave the red-crowned crane a bit of spiritual energy, as if it was alive.
A fairy riding a crane and an elephant.
"Phew ..."
