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Chapter 145 The little tadpole finds its mother(2/2)

It seemed that a breeze suddenly blew from the originally quiet pond, blew the white lotus flowers, and duckweeds on the water rippled slightly.

And a frog appeared in the picture.

It squatted on the duckweed and was looking down at the water.

And everyone can see that its two cheeks are like lifelike!

"This is... I'm licking the material with the deep blue fire method, like a breeze blowing away. I finally peeled off the surface of the material layer by layer!" After Lu Huang looked at it with concentration for a few times, his eyes slowly widened.

"The ink painting that was still moving just now is actually a light ink storage method, which is preparing for the current licking material?" Mo Feng recalled the ink painting that was still moving and asked blankly.

"Yes, you're right!" Lu Huang didn't look back, his eyes still looked at Tang Zheng's green dew furnace with great concentration.

Hearing the explanations of Lu Huang and Mo Feng, Ouyang Luoluo's eyes became even more interested.

Wang Danyang's frown brows also spread a little.

Old Man Chen's lips were slightly opened, his face full of surprise.

Light ink fire storage method, deep blue fire accumulation method...

Every accumulation and one aggregate are the most basic and most commonly used techniques in casting!

However, they never thought that one day someone could use such a smooth and natural way to achieve such perfection in the details of these two palm fires!

All five judges were moved at the same time!

But no one of the craftsmen in the audience noticed...

Their eyes had long been attracted by the contents of Tang Zheng's fire.

Eyes are in a flash!

The picture of flames in the green dew furnace changed again.

The fire, which was stained like ink, gradually dissipated, as if it had formed a bottom of water.

Several aquatic plants were floating in the pond, and several transparent bands were lingering on the aquatic plants, with black eggs sticking to them, like silver streamers covered with pearls...

The frog climbed up duckweed from the water, then jumped from the duckweed to the duckweed, jumping a few times, and jumping further and further.

The black eggs gradually broke away from the egg belt, sank one by one, and slowly floated up and down as the water fluctuated...

"Look, look, that toad has laid eggs!"

"Tailpoles, they are tadpoles coming out!"

"Oh my God, those little tadpoles moved!"

"Hey, what a cute little guy..."

"I saw it... Tang Zheng, he is telling stories with a casting furnace... It seems that this group of tadpoles can't find the toad..." A big man who had not spoken suddenly seemed to have discovered some huge secret, and couldn't help sharing his thoughts with an unfamiliar audience beside him.

However, all he got was a big roll of eyes: "You just saw it? Don't bother me to watch the animation, okay!"

Ink and wash are like rhyme.

The fire rises...

Xu Qingyan's musical sound went deeper with the contents in Tang Zheng's furnace.

The audience seemed to have forgotten some competition. They were hooked into the story bit by bit by bit by bit by bit. What they are most concerned about now is whether these tadpoles can find their mothers?

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