Nine Cents Refining

The cleft rips, the big river flows east.

The law is banned from flying, and the paper is falling.

Nothing can be done.

Zeng Xiangwu’s eyes flashed in the light, watching the giant trees in the river, and intentionally or unintentionally swept Sun Hao’s eyes. Suddenly he said: “In the ranks, all the four or more large divisions, please list them.”

Zhao Wei’s spirit was invigorated and he looked at Zeng Xiangwu.

Zeng Xiangwu said slowly: "Auspicious Wu is not a four-level mage, but Xiangwu knows that if the river can pass, the giant tree in the river is the only path, and the auspicious martial arts are born, but it is vaguely thought that the trees in the river are arranged. Peculiar, like plum blossom piles, and like six-star mans, in the end, how can we judge the big players in the ranks?"

Zhao Xiaomo nodded slightly, then whispered: "Large squad, please come out, if it really contributes, we will focus on when we distribute the harvest."

When he spoke, he didn't pay attention. In the eyes of the little fox in his eyes, he flashed his eyes and glanced at Sun Hao. Then he took a step forward and said with a fragile voice: "All the four-level squad, come to me."

Sun Hao smiled and stood up and walked over.

The dog that was boring and singularly smashed the wine, hurriedly jumped and jumped to the shoulder of Sun Hao, eager to win the fire with a small fire.

This guy is best to join in the fun.

Zhu Ling grinned, no matter what her own pet.

Sun Hao shook his head, stood on a small fire and a dog, and walked to the side of the palace.

Jin Dan is the elite of the mainland, and they are all talented and talented.

Only four senior divisions have reached six, and it is necessary to know that their cultivation is the Golden Age. It is already a reality.

Six large arrays stood on the bank of the river.

The main monks, such as Zhao Yumo and Zeng Xiangwu, sat close to each other, and Gong Xiaozuo refused to let him start talking: "You don't want to talk about it, what do you say, start now, give birth, you come first."

Still good at calculating exercises. The rumor is not weak.

See the palace little raccoon point to himself. Not at all, holding a finger in the hand, began to outline the distribution of the tree on the ground.

His memory is super good, and the distribution of the big trees in the big river has been kept in mind. Three strokes and two paintings, on the rocks on the river bank. A graphic has appeared.

The big squad, including Sun Hao, looked at the graphics and began to meditate on the shoulders of Sun Hao. Even look at the graphics while looking at the river. The dog's paws kept stroking, and the mouth was still amazed: "It's amazing, it's amazing. It's really good to be a good brother, and the position is not bad. It's lifelike, lifelike..."

Draw a good picture, but still live slowly and close your eyes. Start thinking.

In the field, except for the yelling of the dog, everyone was quiet.

After a long time, Shang Sheng was able to pick up the pen again and put a finger on the rock: "Dear friends, give birth to the first to throw bricks and jade, if there is something wrong, please axe..."

The guest set a sentence, but he still has a good look and entered the state of the research array: "The classical records, there are big battles in the big rivers, among them, the ancient gods have a battle, there is a 'nine song yellow river array', legend, this The hidden secrets of the innate, the organs of life and death, outside the nine palaces and gossips, the series of advances and retreats, well organized..."

Jiuqu Yellow River Array?

A four-level grand priest who is called the Ming Dynasty, looks at the big river in front of him, and looks at the question in the eyes: "The records of the classics, the Yellow River array in the nine districts, the straightness in the nine songs, the wonders of the songs, 抉The secret of the fairy, but the big river in front of the disaster, a look at Pingchuan, why from the song?"

"Well," Shangsheng nodded. "I think it's strange here too. The array does not see the traces of the Jiuqu Yellow River, but the effect is very similar."

Sun Hao interjected: "The nine songs in the Yellow River are based on three talents. The beauty of the heavens and the earth can be confused. You can close the fairy, you can lose the **** of the fairy, the soul of the fairy, the shape of the fairy, the gas of the fairy, the funeral The original, the body of the immortal. The immortal is here to become a mortal, the mortal is here to be absolutely ... the big river in front of the eyes, the ban on the law, the effect of the array, but it is indeed similar to the Jiuqu Yellow River Array, good brother eyesight."

The palace whistle veil masked, but a pair of eyes lit up as stars.

After seeing Sun Hao, Gong Xiaolu said with a fragile voice: "With the small... brothers, what happened to this situation?"

Sun Hao’s heart is filled with strange thoughts.

Gong Xiaoju seems to be not old enough, actually called his little brother? The face continued to say quietly: "Will it be, is it the inner nine?"

Inside the nine songs? Several four-level strategists glimpse together.

It’s natural to say: “I’m so ignorant, is it really the first time I’ve heard of the nine songs?”

The Snow White Palace, the white woman, repaired the snow and raised her eyebrows slightly, and then said: "This little brother, what is the method of hiding?"

Sun Hao’s heart was very strange, and he was actually called a little brother.

Gong Xiaorui smiled in his eyes, but he couldn’t help but think: "Hey, look at you and claim that Xiaohao is not, hey, today I will make you a little brother."

After coughing and coughing, Sun Hao coughed a few times and nodded and said: "Well, what I said is exactly what this means. Ancient monks and monks are often set up in battles, often in formations, arrays, arrays, and arrays. Law, some terrain, and even some scenes exist to cover up the original appearance of the array."

Once I talked about the business, Sun Hao naturally appeared in a refined atmosphere of reading poetry. When explaining the formation, he talked eloquently, confidently and naturally, and people could not help but admire.

I am still alive to see the graphics I have described. I have a look at the big river in front of me. I have a contemplative look on my face. I try to say, "Will, the little nine brothers you said inside the nine songs will be hidden in this Ma Pingchuan under?"

Xue Ruyi looked at the floods in front of the eyes, and the eyebrows swelled: "If it is hidden under the water, it will be quite troublesome. We simply don't know how the river will bend under the flood. It’s even more impossible to talk about it.”

The other monks frowned.

Sun Hao entered the state of discussion of the formation method, but it undoubtedly ignored the fact that he was being a little brother. His face showed a calm look and looked at the good figure. He suddenly said: "Life is good, I am Always think that the picture you are drawing now is missing something."

Still good: "Well?"

Then look at the river and look at the painting on the rock. The mouth says: "The position is not wrong. I just reduced it according to the scale. It is different to say that the big tree is in the river and the river is swinging. It is dynamic, and my graphics are painted on the rocks after all, it is a dead object."

Several large strategists looked at the river ahead.

This is indeed the case. The towering trees are swaying in the middle of the river, swinging non-stop, and the trees on the rocks are different.

That is to say, Sun Hao said that the graphics lacked a little spirituality.

Gong Xiaozu looked at Sun Hao, and then looked at the trees swaying in the river. When the heart moved, Fu said to the heart: "Well, can you capture the position of the branches and add branches to the graphics on the big trees."

When he was still alive, he immediately understood the meaning of Gong Xiaozuo. His eyes brightened and he looked at the big trees in the river.

After a while, I was still good at waving a pen and sketching it on the rock.

This time, on the rock, the trees are vivid and the branches seem to be waving.

However, it is still alive and well, but there is also a new discovery on the big array: "The Lord of the Palace, you are really powerful, you can see the clues of this big array at a glance, and you will admire."

Gong Xiaozui slightly decapitated, and then glanced at Sun Hao, this said: "I was also inspired by the Sun Hao brothers, only to find out, credit to the Sun Hao brothers to remember half."

By this unknown source, the younger brother left a little brother ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ the right little brother called, Sun Hao feels uncomfortable.

Xiaolu smiled, Sun Haofei said quickly: "It’s still less powerful, but Sun Hao just doesn’t feel right, but I didn’t think that the ancient monks were arrayed. It’s really unconventional, and it’s actually a cloth that keeps moving. The machine of the battle is really making Sun Hao open his eyes..."

The snow is like a sly, the singularity of the law is clear, and the Qiqi looks at the ground figure, but suddenly finds that a big tree seems to be messy, and the distance between the big trees is also seventy-eight, one up, Left and right, there is no specific position.

But observing it with my heart, I found out that the big branches that swayed and danced were like a nine-curved river on the map, and the branches fluttered like a river running.

It is indeed the Jiuqu Yellow River Array.

However, the cleverness of the array of techniques will leave you with a little carelessness.

Finding the formation method is tantamount to taking the disease and taking the symptoms. Although the Jiuqu Yellow River has been lost for a long time, according to the classics, some clues should still be found.

Under the auspices of Gong Xiaozu, several four-level strategists got together and began to discuss and discuss the law of breaking. (To be continued.) Enable new URL