Master Xin didn't say anything more after an "oh", he walked around the room, looked at the quagmire and all kinds of witchcraft and left.
Chen Peng hurriedly followed and explained to Master Xin that he would not be able to come back for a while.
The mud figure walked over to the mire, and she concentrated her mind trying to mobilize the mud in the pool, this time the mud seemed to fluctuate with her wishes, and the mud began to shape half-suspended in the air.
When the lump was almost human-shaped, it fell again.
The clay figure opened the window to suck back the spiritual energy sent out, and it took only half an hour from Chen Peng's arrival to her attempt to shape the clay ball, and the weeds in the soil where her spiritual energy was collected grew a little taller.
The clay figure was frightened, and she quickly incorporated those auras into her body and went to the mire again.
Unexpectedly, the aura increased several times and failed to make the mud mass quickly form, just now the mud ball could only barely shape into a human form, and it is still like this.
A rough mold comes out, and the mud ball falls into the mud.
Why is this happening Her aura has grown, shouldn't her control be stronger?
The clay figure looked down and thought for a moment, and she thought of a possibility.
She slowly injected the spiritual power in her body into the mud pool, and after sensing the spiritual energy in the mud pool gathering together, she withdrew the spiritual power.
The newly recovered spiritual power and the original spiritual energy in the body began to merge again.
After she felt that the aura in her body had become one, she began to stand on top of the mud pool to draw the mud.
This time the mud quickly formed into a clump, and the last mud figure came out.
The clay figure placed the new clay figure drawn out of the pool in front of her.
This clay man is still a little different from her size.
The clay figurine quickly returned the newly sculpted clay figurine to the mud pool, and after several attempts, she finally created a clay figurine that was very similar to her own size.
It's just that this clay figure is unusually slow to react, but he can still make eye contact with her if he tries hard.
After a while, the clay figure fell asleep.
Remembering what Chen Peng said about the clay figurine, she put the new clay figurine aside with confidence, and then she began to try to conjure her appearance.
Ordinary grass, trees, insects and beasts can turn into spirits without knowing the way of cultivation, because they absorb enough aura, and the aura nourishes and grows in their bodies, forming an inner pill, and finally being able to transform into a human form.
The clay figure couldn't sense the presence of Neidan in her body, but she felt that the spiritual power she had collected should be enough, at least to allow her to conjure up a basic human form.
If she really can't take shape, she can only turn into Ying Long and leave.
The spiritual power in the body was mobilized little by little, and the mud body turned into a physical body.
She became human The clay man breathed a sigh of relief, she touched her fleshy face and long hair, looked at her ketones, and then she began to think about the next question.
She had no clothes to wear.
It's impossible to go out naked.
It's even more impossible to stay here forever.
She remembered that next door was Chen Peng's study, and when he was cultivating clay figures, he often went to the next room to write down two mantras and spells and came back here.
She walked to the door, Chen Peng hurriedly chased after Master Xin and left, it shouldn't have locked the door.
As it turned out, she was wrong.
Although Chen Peng was in a hurry, he still locked the door.
Chen Peng locked the door not because he was afraid that the clay man would deliberately escape, after all, the clay figure was not fully sane now, like a newborn baby.
He was worried that the door was open and the clay figure would walk out unintentionally, and that he would be in trouble if he got lost.
The clay figurine, in human form, jumped out of the window with a small handful of mud and closed the window.
Outside the window, no one was passing by on the road, so she plucked a large leaf and tried to paint it with mud.
What she paints is what she has in mind, and the leaves and mud are just carriers.
The clay man thought so, using his spiritual power to drive the mud in his hands.
Soon, a piece of clothing fell from the leaves.
The clay figure picked up the clothes that had been transformed, although there was a big gap between them and what she imagined, but at least they could cover up their shame, and she was already very content to have this level.
After putting on the tattered khaki dress, she quickly left.
When Chen Peng returned to the room, he found that the clay figure was still sleeping, he didn't pay much attention to it, after all, the clay figure was still awake when he came just now, and it was not strange that he was asleep now.
With a stand-in clay figurine, she can sneak out of her room during the day to wander the bazaar and go out into the street at night to smoke all kinds of nightmares.
When the spiritual power accumulated to a certain extent, Lin Yin returned to the small room and asked the stand-in clay man to return to the mud pool and face Chen Peng by himself.
If she didn't have to show up in her real body, Chen Peng's plan to transform her would likely be delayed, after all, the stand-in clay figure was a little sluggish.
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It's just that the stand-in clay figure seemed to be a little reluctant to go back, she suddenly knelt down and looked at Lin Yin who was standing there with a pleading face.
Seeing the clay figure kneeling there, she felt the urge to put her hand on top of her head.
Lin Yin didn't know where this impulse came from, this was her knee-jerk reaction.
She restrained herself, thought about it, and then put her hand on top of the head of the clay man.
The clay figure kneeling there was overjoyed to receive her touch, and spiritual power came out from the place where she came into contact with the substitute clay figure, and she watched as the spiritual power in her body continued to enter the body of the substitute clay figure.
After a while, she subconsciously took her hands away.
The clay figure knocked three times at her happily, and then said, "Thank you, thank you." ” Lin Yin, who looked like a clay figure, opened his mouth wide, obviously not expecting this result.
The clay figure kneeling there got up and hugged her with a happy expression.
If Chen Peng came over at this time and opened the door to see the scene of two clay figures hugging each other, he would definitely be frightened.
"Mother, there are many younger brothers and sisters in the pool, do you want to rescue them together?"
asked the stand-in clay man with an innocent face.
"You can talk now" "My mother has enlightened me and can speak."
The stand-in clay man happily snuggled up to her and said, "Mother, let's take our younger brothers and sisters out quickly, this shabby house is so boring." ” Lin Yin didn't expect that after opening the mind for the clay man, she would have such a reaction, she asked the stand-in clay man: "Can you transform into a human form now?"
"Not yet."
The stand-in clay figure looked at Lin Yin, who looked like a clay figure, and said, "Mother give me some more time, and the child will definitely be able to do it." ” Lin Yin felt a headache, she didn't expect that such a touch would open the door to this clay figure, so she simply opened the window and said, "Chen Peng will definitely come over in a while, you hide outside first." ” The rest, I'll plan for it later.
The stand-in clay figure looked at her clay figure mother with a ignorant expression, and said: "Why do you want to hide Chen Peng is the bad old man who comes to see me every day" Chen Peng is not a bad old man.
Before Lin Yin could explain to the stand-in clay man, he heard her say: "That bad old man has something to be afraid of, I can fan him with one palm." ” Lin Yin looked at the stand-in clay figure in disbelief, and the clay figure smiled flatteringly: "Even if my daughter can't do it, there is still a mother, mother, you are definitely not afraid of him, right":