Nine Cents Refining

In the mirror, Sun Hao did complete the repair of the Tianfu more than once.

Even in order to ensure that the repairs are not problematic, Sun Hao still has the consciousness to focus on all aspects and practice repeatedly.

However, after the mirror, Sun Hao found that he could not repair the Tianfu income in the condensate tower, and the actual and mirror images could not be completely combined.

Can not be repaired, will really test Sun Hao's level of refining.

Of course, Sun Hao has self-confidence. After a lot of hard work, it is not a problem to fix the Tianfu himself.

The process of repairing is also smooth, and the twelve ancient characters are not bad, and the repairs are in place.

The four corners of the sky are also like the process of rehearsing in the mirror, and the repair is in place.

However, after entering the repair of the center of the day.

Sun Hao found that he faced a new challenge.

Within the mirror, nothing happened.

Although the condensing tower is strong, it is not omnipotent.

The mirror function can even simulate the impact of the monk's blood on the pen, so that Sun Hao can withstand the exercise and test.

However, the mirror function does not simulate the natural charm of the monk, the kind of unyielding, long-lasting will.

The pen line goes to the center of the day.

Sun Hao’s sensation suddenly trembled. It seemed that there were thousands of horses and horses who came to their own gods, and they were slightly beaten by the **** of the monks’ blood, almost deviating from the original trajectory.

At the crucial moment, the Qing dynasty decided, the seven murders asked the heart to work and started, and the thousands of thoughts smashed the spirits of the gods. The gods of Bai Gong’s dreams and reluctances withstood the impact, and there was no chaos.

Despite the unexpected situation, the pen was blocked and the pressure was unprecedented, but Sun Hao still firmly began to repair the last part of the day.

The last part is the core of the day.

If the core can't be repaired, then Sun Hao will fall short and regret.

The pen is affected by the blood of Jin Dan.

God's knowledge also began to withstand the test of the will of Jin Dan.

Sun Hao’s forehead, sweating came out layer by layer.

The difficulty of writing. Even the layman Jin Dan can see it.

Among the eyes of Linger’s sparkling crystals, there was a worry, and weak and weak asked: “I am so real, why is this?”

There are also the same questions in the good heart. The four corners are all good, why the central part seems to have an accidental change.

On the face of the road, there was a scared expression on the face, and the mouth said: "The level of the Tianfu is too high, and it should be alive. However, for thousands of years, the generations of monks have been blood-stained, and generations of generations have become unyielding. Spirit is bound to have a huge test for the monks of the repair..."

Speaking of this, the heart is full of embarrassment, the easy road lamp smiles and said: "Now want to come, but the army is arrogant, if it is to build a military repair, at this time afraid of long-term failure to return. Against the ancient people, unyielding will, the army must It’s not a battle..."

Linger’s body glimpsed at the light of the road, and said weakly: “I don’t know if the real person can help the son.”

Listening to Linger is called Sun Hao Gongzi, and the idea of ​​a stranger in the heart of the road.

Ghosts and spirits are the Lords of the Pluto, and the right son of the left son is called Sun Hao. It is like the grandson of Sun Hao. It is very weird.

Put your head on the head and drive away the weird thoughts. Easy road lights start to think, what you need to do. In order to provide help to Sun Hao.

At this time, Sun Hao put a pen in his hand and sang loudly in his mouth: "You predecessors, time can't eat my loyalty. History can't cover my blood, bury the sky, fill the sky, please let Shen Xiang pass... ..."

The easy road lights slammed in the fire.

With both hands together, low eyebrows, with the voice of Sun Hao also said loudly: "Time can not eat my loyalty. History can not cover my blood, bury the sky, fill the sky, please let Shen Xiang pass... ”

Sun Hao’s body, the momentum rose, and the strokes crossed.

Sun Hao’s face, a faint smile, still focused on the repair, but the mouth said loudly: “You seniors, on heroes, who heroes? The heroes of the world come out of my generation, see the rainbow after the storm, please Let the agarwood pass..."

Yi Lu lights also said loudly: "On heroes, who heroes? Heroes of the world come out of my generation, see the rainbow after the storm, please let Shen Xiang pass..."

War Xuanyuan clasped his hands together, and stood up sincerely, following Sun Hao’s singing.

On the scene, all the ranks of Jin Dan instantly understood, Qi Qi stood up, facing the Tian Fu, the double palms together, the slightest body, the demeanor, followed Sun Hao together, the grandson of Sun Hao, sang: "On the hero, who Heroes? The heroes of the world are out of my generation. After the storm, I see the rainbow. Please let the agarwood pass..."

The majestic and high-pitched voice, with the confidence and determination of the Jindans in this generation, took the momentum of this generation of Jindans to the forefront.

The sound is loud.

The momentum is vast.

In the burial of the market, heroism.

Above the heavens, the blood of the ancient monks of the ancients seems to have been inspired and oscillated by the monks of this generation, slowly beating and melting, as if they accepted the will of this generation of monks, they resonated.

Sun Hao's body, Jin Guang masterpiece.

In the knowledge of God, the pressure is one light.

Please let the agarwood pass... Please let the agarwood pass... Every time, let the agarwood sing, and the grandson of Sun Hao will make a stroke forward.

In the end, only the middle of the day is left.

one point.

Sun Hao raised his pen, his body, and his breath was awe.

The foot was shocked, and the last drop of gold ink flew up, accurately holding it, and Sun Hao’s body was slightly stunned.

All ranks of Jin Dan, including Luo Peng, whose eyes are a little bit shimmering, Qi Qi body slightly glimpse.

Sun Hao said slowly and slowly, "On the hero, who is the hero? The heroes of the predecessors, the true heroes, the immortality, the predecessors are good..."

The long loess heroes.

Haoran has a long-lasting hero.

Ranked Jin Dan, Qi Qiwei, when congratulating the heroes of the predecessors.

Yellow earth, one by one, the loess hills that have been conquered, there are phantoms, all facing the heroes, swearing, then sighing, or happy, or shouting, or laughing into a gust of wind, flying to the sky .

Sun Haotian wolf, gently located in the center of Tianfu.

The ancient monk's soul is just right at this time, and it is integrated into the sky, the huge sign that blocks the sky.

The huge sign of the sky suddenly shook.

The repair is really done.

After ten thousand years, Tianfu was repaired for the first time.

The ranks of the Jindans are in great spirits. They look at the youngsters of the Loess Hill, and they are very proud of their hearts. They thanked Sun Hao for giving thanks: "Thank you for the incense..."

The voice is falling, the sky is above, and the change is reborn.

Twelve high-hanging characters, **** slamming.

Then, the golden light was turned into twelve golden beams of light, shining from the sky.

Twelve beams of light are illuminated in the loess hills, the real body of the heavens.

The huge beam of light engulfed all the Jindan monks.

The warmth of the golden light makes people feel like spring.

There seems to be a strange amount of energy inside, helping to improve the body of the monks.

Jin Guangzhongzhong, Sun Hao’s heart, Qing Lao said quickly: “Let me go out.”

Sun Hao couldn't think too much, and his heart was moving. The small smudged air tower appeared under the sign of the sky and slowly turned. At the same time, open the spirit beast bag and put the dark blue out.

The monks are condensed.

Jinguang swayed the tea kungfu and relaxed.

Sun Hao didn't look at it, and he had to condense the empty tower and the dark blue. He couldn't think too much, and suddenly changed his face.

Almost at the same time, many rankings of Jin Dan were all surprised.

At the moment when Jinguang gathered, the monks and their bodies were shaken together, and they found that Jin Dan in Dantian came back and resumed contact.

Not only that, but the warm current that Jin Dan had irradiated on his body rushed into Jindan and then infiltrated into the limbs.

The long-unrelated Jin Dan, once unblocked, actually rose.

Most of the monks, including Sun Hao, have changed their body and showed signs of advancement.

A little bit of hard work and hard work.

Within the burial sky market ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ pay and return are always equal, in the case of banned law, everyone step by step to kill, difficult to overcome, still repair the Tianfu, the income is naturally rich and abnormal .

The golden light is not only a restoration of the natural charm, but also a great reward for the Jin Dan.

Moreover, perhaps Jin Guang is absorbed by many generations of ancient spirits, the role is very powerful, different monks have been upgraded from different directions, ranking Jindans, almost everyone has gains.

Zhao Yumo flew up in the air, and said with aloud: "If you don't need to advance, please station in place, other friends, at the latest, here will be, I will go..."

In the voice, it turned into a meteor, and went out to the loess plain, but went to the place to advance.

Sun Hao’s body was vacant, and he was in a hurry. He took off and took a direction, flying away.

In the instant, under the sign of the day, there are only a dozen people left, and there are no disappointments on the faces of the ten people.

Their harvest is not small, but the direction of promotion is different, and there is no need to squat. (To be continued.)