Nine Cents Refining

In the air, Tianxiang slightly sang a pair of front legs to Sun Hao, as if he was saluting with Sun Hao, but the whole body still went into the pillar of the West. ≥╮

Among Sun Hao’s eyes, he flashed his grief.

Sadness can’t help but rush into my heart.

A monk needs to experience many deaths and deaths in his life. Sometimes, even if you cultivate it to a higher level, it will not help. Even if your strength is strong, you will only be left with regret.

Today, my partner is about to incarnate the four spirits, repair the four pillars, and myself, it seems that there is no good way.

Moreover, although I don't want to admit it, Sun Hao still knows that this is the fastest and most secure way to eliminate the big 6 disaster.

It is only the price, but it is difficult for Sun Hao to accept.

Once Zhang Wenmin stepped out of this step, the final result is likely to be that his four life-threatening friends will embark on this path one by one, become the guardian of the Big Six, turn into the four spirits of the Big Six, and abandon themselves. And the achievements of the world.

Sun Hao has come all the way, not many real friends.

There are not many friends who can keep up with Sun Hao's pace. The four spirits are the ones that Sun Hao has come all the way to, and the rare life and death that can be matched by life.

A true friend who loves each other and watches each other.

Eyes, the huge body of the sky, gradually into the pillars of the West.

The pressure on Sun Hao gradually became lighter with the entry of the sky, but in the heart of Sun Hao, there was no joy at all.

Some are just faint sorrows that can't be erased.

In the eyes, there is no fog, and there is a strong sense of power in the heart that the friends will be willing to go to death and they can only stand by.

At this time, the voice of Qinglao came out: "Xiaohao, accept the sky."

Sun Hao was slightly shocked and reacted instantly. His fingers stretched out, and a ray of light came out of his fingers and rushed into the body of the heavenly elephant. He shouted in his mouth: "Wen Min, don't resist..."

The celestial body was slightly shocked, and the eyes flashed in doubt. Then he nodded slightly to Sun Hao and did not resist Sun Hao's spells, but the whole body still firmly entered the pillars of the West.

The light of Sun Hao's fingers shot into the astral body, which seems to be a shadow. On the forehead of the sky, a six-pointed star array is illuminated.

On the empty tower of the condensate, there is a burst of brilliance. Above the six-pointed star array, there is a small shadow of the sky, which seems to be attracted by the condensate tower. The eyes are confused, shaking their heads and flies to the pagoda. Finally, Did not enter the pagoda, disappeared.

Zhu Ling and Wang Yuan looked at each other and looked at Sun Hao, but now, the original face of a sad face, Sun Hao, his face showed a relief-like expression.

The two men could not help but move.

At this time, the huge sky has completely entered the pillar of the West and disappeared.

The mountain of the Western pillar, which had been blown up, began to heal quickly, and its effect was many times better than that of Sun Haoqiang.

Sun Hao flew out and flew out of the gap.

The body swayed and stood beside Zhu Ling.

The pagoda in the top of the mountain scars gradually became smaller as the pillars of the West quickly healed.

Standing silently, looking at the pillar of the West, recalling the bit by bit with Zhang Wenmin, Sun Hao suddenly appeared, the brother who once slept in his lower bunk, has been silently standing by his side for so many years, has been firm Moved to stand by his side.

Often, Sun Hao will unconsciously ignore his existence, but no matter which war, Zhang Wenmin has shown peculiar tenacity and tenacity.

Ordinary and firm.

In the Battle of the Soul, he once took Sun Hao to practice with no regrets, and provided points for Sun Hao. Although Sun Hao eventually brought a huge amount of points to the Suzaku team.

In the funeral sky market, at the crucial moment, Zhang Wenmin would like to be killed by a meteor, and he will not die. He will give Sun Hao a chance to survive until he is stunned.

Now, he has no hesitation, no rhetoric, no hesitation in the image of the sky, ordinary and firm, great and strong into the pillar of the West.

Perhaps his sense of existence is not very strong, maybe he has not many words, his personality is not publicity, but he is him, one of his best friends.

Wang Yuan’s hand was gently placed on Sun Hao’s shoulder and took a few shots. He said: “Xiao Hao, Wen Min is like that, that is his choice, you have to respect him.”

Sun Hao nodded: "I understand."

Zhu Ling giggled: "Xiao Hao, you seem to have used some strange means at the end, how is Wenmin's situation now?"

Sun Hao’s own vision of the condensed air tower, above the current list, has a tower, but the name is bleak, not Zhang Wenmin’s name, but a small sky.

The tone is a bit heavy, Sun Hao said: "His situation is not very good now, I don't know when he can wake up, how many memories can be saved after waking up, and even if he really recovers, It’s also a lifetime, and I can’t leave my mind.”

Zhu Ling stayed for a while, and giggled again: "Not too bad, in short, he still has a chance?"

Wang Yuan also laughed happily: "Well, it is much better than I thought, hahaha."

Sun Hao’s heart was shocked and he couldn’t help but scream: “Long legs, two hairs, you...”

Wang Yuan raised his hand and patted Sun Hao’s shoulder. He said nothing.

Zhu Ling looked at the pillars of the West and said with a fragile voice: "We are all adults, how to do things, you can teach them without Xiaohao."

Sun Hao’s heart sank.

At the same time, a deep sense of powerlessness rushed into my heart, and a faint sorrow filled my heart.

Four spirits and four poles are undoubtedly the best way to repair the four poles.

And these two small ones have already made their own choices.

That is to say, it is very possible, or if necessary, they will eventually be in the same way as Wen Min, who is ignorant of life and death, whose state is unknown, and sleeps in the tower.

At this moment, Sun Hao would rather not be a great monk, and would rather not have to bear so much responsibility.

Can not help, Sun Hao remembered his sister Wang Qiong, remembered her wish in the past, perhaps, he listened to Wang Qiong's, do not add people to the soul of the mountain, do not go out of Wangcun, they will not encounter so many things.

And these friends of mine, without their own help, presumably the cultivation at this time, it will not be so high, it will not bear so much responsibility!

It seems that I know Sun Hao’s thoughts. Zhu Ling’s slap on the shoulder of Sun Hao’s shoulders, giggling, and said: “Xiao Hao, the world of monks is magnificent, I don’t want to spend a lifetime in the little Thunder City. My ambition of Zhu Ling is above that nine days. It is the eagle that spreads its wings, Xiaohao, is a man, then it is strong, big 6 evil disaster, waiting for you to clear it."

I took a deep look at Zhu Ling, and I swept Zhu Peng, who is still arrogant, and Wang Yuan, who is more magnificent. Sun Hao laughed at the pillar of the West. "The greater the ability, the greater the responsibility, the old agarwood used to be five." Before the monk made a promise, today, Wen Min, I promised you this promise again..."

The two hands respected and raised the incense sword, solemn and sincere, Sun Hao slightly bowed his head, and the clear voice spread throughout the sky: "Agarwood has a promise here, as long as the agarwood is still alive, I will do my best to pass on the will of the heavens, protect the guardian Big ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ guardian family, the sun and the moon as evidence, the sky can be ..."

The sound of the clear voice was echoed by the Western Tianzhu and echoed over the pool of Huangquan.

Above the western Tianzhu, it seems that there is a sky, silently staring at Sun Hao, for a long time, slowly fade away.

Wang Yuan laughed happily: "Good, strong, small, come, drink..."

A wrist flashed and a jar of wine was thrown over.

Sun Hao opened the seal and slammed his head.

Zhu Pang reached out to Wang Yuanyi.

Wang Yuan’s hand was thrown, and an old wine fell into the hands of Zhu Pang.

The three big men stand in the air, standing in front of the Western Tianzhu, drinking altars.

Behind him, Zhu Ling’s eyes were beaming, but after all, he did not like the taste of wine, and he died.

The eyes are shining, and I touched Zhu Ling: "Suzaku, this wine is so delicious? Look at them, how bold it is, I want to try."

Zhu Ling bowed her head and said softly in her ear: "The thing is a thing that burns the throat. They drink not the wine, but the friendship with Wen Min. Hey sister, you pay attention to Xiao Pang, you will understand. It is."

Look at Zhu Peng.

However, now, more than 80% of Zhu Peng’s drunken wine flows down his mouth.

Perhaps because of the sister and the sorrow, the amount of alcohol is not enough. Zhu Peng, who is rushing to the shell, is suddenly red. (To be continued.) 8