Nine Cents Refining

After Sun Hao's sermon, the administration of Shenshan brought a series of major changes, and also added more things to Abi and Wu Cicang and several stars.

What makes Sun Hao more gratified is that after hearing his own sermon, Suzuki’s Wu Chonglang finally opened up and took an important step in the integration of enlightenment. Now he is forced to suppress by Sun Hao, let him continue to accumulate a hundred years later, and then Break through the fit.

At the moment when he perceives the real change within his body, Wu Xiulang shed tears in his heart and sighs in his heart.

It is quite difficult for him to walk this step.

From a small monk who is not qualified as a qualification, he can go to this step today, but he never really thought about it.

In the past, when Wu Chuanglang felt his life, the biggest choice was to follow the right person.

If you follow Sun Hao and become a disciple of Sun Hao, you are afraid that the **** will not be left to nothingness.

At that time, those monks in Jinghua City who had been arrogant and arrogant, could go farther than themselves, and how many?

Most of them are already ancient people. If they don’t think of them occasionally, it is estimated that the world has completely lost their traces of existence.

Worried in front of Sun Hao, Wu Canglang had mixed feelings and burst into tears.

Sun Hao perceives his passionate mood and smiles and says: "Chu Lang, you need to remember that the old hen hatches the eggs, not every egg can successfully hatch the chickens, the same is true for the monks, you can come Today, although I have my help, but more, I still need your own accumulation, if not, you have already fallen behind."

Wu Canglang fell to the ground and remembered those friends who had fallen behind. Among them, they had their own life and death. Now they want to come to the old Jia Jia, who is still awkward. When he followed Sun Hao, he was a little older. The foundation is not good, and the result is left behind.

I only occasionally think of the author of the "Jinghua Shenxiang Biography", and sometimes, sometimes, I can't think of his name.

In his heart, Wu Xiulang said with exclamation: "The disciple understands, Master is relieved, the disciple must keep in mind Master's teachings, always alert yourself and let yourself go further on the road of cultivation."

Sun Hao floated up and stood in front of Wu Chuanglang, looking at the sky with his eyes wide open, and said in his mouth: "I know that you are good at layout, you know that you are diligent in thinking, but you are busy, I want to say, Sometimes, you need to remember the words of the teacher, people, monks, live simple, maybe you can see a broader space."

Wu Canglang stayed for a while and said on the ground: "The disciple understands."

But immediately, Wu Chuanlang laughed on the ground again, and whispered in his mouth: "Master, you don't know. After the disciples heard your sermon, they also thought about the meaning and purpose of their life. As a result, the disciples got it. A conclusion."

Suddenly, Wu Chuanglang said on the ground: "One of the disciples is alive, used to the layout, and used to see the powerful effect after the layout, so on the disciples, Master, you make me live simple Point, this layout of the world, planning the life, is the simplest way of life of the disciple."

Sun Hao shook his head and said with a chuckle: "It seems that you are a laborer, and you can do it. If you do, then you will have more snacks. Together with Zhizai, the drug family will have a development plan, not only limited to Senlu. If you want to find a way to expand externally, there are two of you who also seriously imagine how I should stand in the human race and how to lay out."

Wu Xialang’s eyes flashed and his mouth shouted: “Okay, Master, I will not live up to what you want.”

Seeing the expression of Wu Chuanglang, Sun Hao could not help but shook his head slightly. He said, "You kid, the layout can be, but you must remember that the roots of the human race cannot be damaged. It cannot be caused by the rise of the human race. Yes, the ease of the seniors is my guide. If you lay out, you can't design him. Otherwise, I won't agree with your plan."

Wu Chonglang’s careful thoughts were worn by Sun Hao, and suddenly his face was bitter, and his mouth groaned: “Master, is this difficulty a bit big, the new forces must rise, and you can’t break the inherent power structure, this is I have a big problem."

Sun Hao smiled and said: "Do you not like the challenge? Isn't it like this? Let's take it slowly, let's not worry."

Wu Xianlang’s body was slightly shocked: “Yes, the disciple understands, but Master, the disciple suggested that you handle the bag well. The disciple thought that this matter was a double-edged sword, and the human race and even the master later. Can get a huge boost, if not handled well, maybe it will endless."

Sun Hao’s knowledge has been swept away and he has seen bags that are getting tired with the sea god.

At this time, the body of Poseidon was slightly stiff, and it was obvious that he had discovered his own peep.

With a faint smile on his face, Sun Hao said to Wu Xiulang: "I know for the teacher, this is not the way you want. Sometimes, the easiest way is actually the best way. Go back first. Well, you will know when the results arrive."

Wu Chonglang went away with a resignation, and Sun Hao’s body swayed slightly and stood directly in front of the bag and the sea god.

On the face of Poseidon, there was a blush, a slight twist, and the bag was very generous. He still hugged his wife and looked at Sun Hao. He cried out in his mouth: "Boss, you are here. ”

Sun Hao nodded and looked at Poseidon in his eyes. He said, "Sister, you helped me to guard the drug family for a thousand years. I also promised you a confession. Saying, now you have anything to ask, or still If you are dissatisfied, let me say it."

Poseidon gently glanced at the packer figure, whispered in his mouth: "Bag, I said something to the drug god, you have to remember, I don't really have any opinion on you, I just need something to figure out."

The bag didn't shy away from Sun Hao. I didn't know how to shame on her chest. I said, "I have done it. I know, you can quickly ask, we have to get along with each other. I am on the string." Also."

On the face of Poseidon, he suddenly flew a blush, and took a bag of white. He ignored him and made a mess on himself. He said softly in his mouth: "The first question, how did you count me?"

The body of the bag is slightly stiff.

Sun Hao smiled slightly and said: "I have asked all your questions and can answer them. I will naturally say."

Poseidon swept his bag again and said slowly: "The second question, is it because I am not controlled by your temperance, is it signed?"

With the power of Poseidon, many things can be won for a while, and I can't help myself. In fact, as long as I sink my heart, I think that Poseidon has already discovered the key to these problems. Now Sun Hao is in person, just to ask.

Everyone's rank and status are here, and many things must be confessed.

As Wu Chuanglang said, if these problems are unclear, it is feared that the sea and the pharmacy will become the enemy of life and death, and the war will continue.

Sun Hao’s face still has a smile on his face. He slowly said: “First, I will answer your first question. Yes, you and the bag can be together. It’s indeed a certain amount of calculation. I don’t deny it. Don't be angry, I haven't finished..."

On Sun Hao’s Yaoshen Mountain, suddenly the clouds were shrouded, as if there were lightning and thunder, and the downpour was coming.

The bag smashed a few times on the body of Poseidon.

Poseidon sighed for a long time~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Looked a little better, his mouth said: "I said, how can it be so embarrassing, and sure enough, there is a famous temple, how do you conceal this seat? Why is this seat? Not aware?"

Sun Hao shook his head and said in his mouth: "I said that you have encountered certain calculations, but I didn't say that you are me, and I didn't know until you got in the middle. I don't believe you ask the bag, he won't. Telling you a lie, you ask him if I am calculating you."

Poseidon looked over the bag.

The bag slammed on her again and whispered: "At the time, I was acting privately. I had a good helper, but it was not the boss. Until I had a problem, I couldn’t support it. The boss only helped me. This is the boss. In fact, you should feel it at the time."

When Poseidon remembered it, his face could not help but be a blush.

However, my heart is not confused.

This seems to be not the same as the situation in my own thoughts. I have encountered the calculations. According to the truth, at least there must be a Mahayana monk to take the shot.

Not a drug god, who is it?