Nine Cents Refining

Four drops of the blood of Jin Dan, not slow or slow, turned into ink, blended into one.

Dark red ink, as if still shining with golden light.

Sun Hao's left index finger stretched out, forced out blood, dripped into the jade research, continued to be unhurried, slowly grinding.

At this time, the burial sky market seems to be able to see the heavens and the earth collapse in the distance. The sky seems to be able to see the blood dripping, and the whole funeral sky market is also a dark red color like the end of the world.

But it is under this burial sky market.

The innocent Sun Hao, quiet temperament, makes all the ranks of Jin Dan quiet.

At this moment, everyone suddenly discovered that after experiencing the bustling qualifying competition, they experienced the violent burial of the Tianchang market. Unconsciously, they were somewhat impetuous, and unconsciously, they had deviated from their own repair track.

Returned to Li Min, the body once again rushed to the sky and arrogance.

On the face of the singer, the expression of slinging again appeared, and the Qinglong knife began to slap slowly on his shoulder.

After calming down, they found that they were photographed by the strong lineup of the top strengths of all parties in the mainland. They actually forgot the nature they should have, and they lost their water chestnuts and lost their lives.

The ranks of the Golden Danes gradually emerged their unique temperament.

These temperament are intertwined in the air over the team, but they are drawn by each other, but they are affected by the quiet environment.

If the frosty summer rains are cold and sultry, look at Sun Hao, but his face is a smile.

At this moment, she clearly masked the scarf and could not see the face.

However, the ranks of the Golden Dans, in the same ice and snow, the illusion of blooming flowers.

And this beauty. In a quiet environment, it is so thrilling and refreshing.

The beauty is passed on. It seems to wake up the Momo Sunhao.

Sun Hao looked back and looked at Xia Qingyu naturally. Lightly smile, then, gently, the ink block is placed on the edge of the jade, in the hands, mentioning the wolf.

Sirius did not start.

Stand up.

Sun Hao’s body changed.

In the quiet, there is a trace of elegance and quietness. With a dynamic beauty, the hair floated up, and the clothes floated up, as if they were blown backwards by the power of the heavens.

The heroes of the Heavenly Palace are slightly stunned.

Sun Hao took a pen and picked up the golden ink made by Long Jiuzi ink grinding the blood of Jin Dan.

Langmu is like a star, with a smile, a right hand-held pen, and a left-handed back, Sun Hao stepped up.

Swing forward, the book to the Heavenly Palace hero.

Easy road lights stand upright under the hero. The spirit of the wind, the two palms hit the beat, sing loudly: "The ages of the mountains and rivers are like paintings.

Every time he sang a word, Sun Hao’s pen in his hand would flow in the water and write a word.

There are twelve typing characters in the Tiangong hero.

These words are ancient scorpions, not characters, and they are recognized by Jin Dan.

However, it was discovered that the words written by Sun Haosun and Shen Xiang are exactly the same as those on Tianfu. Not bad at all.

To be precise, Sun Hao Sun Shen Xiang is now. Almost ten out of ten in Linyi, rewriting twelve ancient characters.

Twelve characters. Sun Hao is extremely fast, in one go.

Not bad at all.

The last tiger.

Easy road lights have long sounded: "Tiger...", and Sun Hao has also completed the final stroke from very fast to very slow.

The last syllable of the easy road light was completely over, and Sun Hao’s celestial wolf mentioned it, and completed the first step of the repair.

With the pen in hand, Sun Hao and Yi Lu lighted each other and smiled.

The battle Xuanyuan clap his hands and cheers loudly: "Okay, force the paper back, enter the wood three points, good, good, good..."

War Xuanyuan said three times in a row.

The so-called layman looks at the excitement and the insider looks at the doorway.

The first step of Tianfu is to repair the twelve ancient characters.

There are two difficulties. One is that the text track cannot be wrong, and twelve large characters must be highly restored.

In this step alone, Sun Hao’s performance has already made the war Xuanyuan and Yi Lu lights look impressive. The two of them can’t do this.

However, Sun Haosun and Shen Xiang are as experienced as they are, and they are not stagnate and admirable.

The second difficulty in the restoration of the Twelve Ancient Words is that the pen force must be able to overcome the natural charm, and the back of the handwriting must appear on the back of the inch.

In this way, the requirements for the monk's penpower will be very high.

Moreover, it still needs strong control power. If the pen power is too strong, it will destroy the Tianfu, and it will be counterproductive.

However, Sun Hao is still as good as a slap in the face, just right, force the paper back, into the wood three points.

A few of the masters of the singer can't help but admire them.

War Xuanyuan said loudly, but he was still alive and shouting.

Above the sky, the twelve large characters hanging on the sky, with dripping blood and blood drops, are full of light and spirit.

The first step of the repair is completed.

Feel the changes in the sky, and when I was ranked in Jindanton, I also praised it.

Sun Hao holds a pen and whispered around, saying: "You friends, Tianfu repair only completes a small step, don't be happy..."

Yi Lu lights fired slightly against Sun Hao, and said with aloud: "Agarwood does not have to be modest, please let go, I am full of confidence in agarwood, agarwood, please..."

Ranked Jindans, looking at the Tianfu, the face of a juvenile monk, Qi Qi slightly said: "I am full of confidence in the agarwood, agarwood, please, agarwood, please..."

Sun Hao gave a ceremonial ritual and said: "Okay."

Then, the body slammed, the spirit suddenly focused, and the right hand waved, and the Sirius was on top of the golden ink.

The tip of the pen was gently rubbed a few times, and Sun Hao waved his right arm. The Sirius took a phantom shadow and flew to the Tianfu. At the same time, Sun Hao’s mouth whispered.

Move the pen like a fly.

Pointing to the book, after the whistling, Sun Hao, who is tight-fitting, sings while writing.

Maybe I will sleep and turn into mountains.

Maybe I will sleep and turn into dust.

Time can't eat my loyalty, history can't cover my blood.

The ruin of the sky, the lack of heaven.

On heroes, who heroes?

The heroes of the world are out of my generation, and I see the rainbow after the storm...

Every time he sings a word, Sun Hao draws a stroke on the top of the day.

At the beginning, Sun Hao was extremely fast, but the day was after the day.

On the day, the layers of blood are like thick plasma, which makes the speed of Sun Hao's writing slow down a little bit.

Pens and pens are like the power of thousands of obstacles.

Unwilling to be dissatisfied, different strong violent breaths hit Sun Hahao's nib, like the waves, waves and waves.

Above the day, there was a ripple.

Easy road lights set off their eyes, and the slightly fat face was heavy.

The battle Xuanyuan held his hands tightly, his hands trembled slightly, and his palms burst into sweat.

At this moment, Sun Hao only needs a slight shake at the tip of the pen. If he is slightly careless, the repair will be defeated.

Before the repair, Yi Lu lights did not think that the repair of Tian Fu will be so difficult. If he is going up, even if there is a dragon nine ink, I am afraid that it will not last long.

Ranked Jindans, quietly watching the repair boy.

At the same time as the admiration of the heart, it is unbelievable.

Mainland elites gather to bury the market.

The repair of the character of the day, actually no one had thought of it, is the mainland's only 94th Sun Hao Sun Shenxiang.

Such as a dream.

Sun Hao has completely sunk into the great cause of cultivation.

At this moment, Sun Hao forgot to bury the market, and forgot to see many people around him, and forgot that he could know the four points... One heart and one mind, concentrate on the mind, sink into the repair.

The character is a hero, Sun Hao Xiufu, unconsciously, infected by his heroic spirit, in the chest, a piece of blood, in the repair, Sun Hao mouth singing loudly, high-spirited

In the upper right corner, the repair is complete.

Sun Hao’s right foot was gently stepped on the yellow land, and the jade research began with it. The air shook and poured a little gold ink.

The right hand swung the pen, the tip of the pen accurately clicked on the gold ink, and the pen tip turned, and it was on the top of the day.

Easy road lights fired with both hands, and the mouth blurted out: "Good."

Point ink to the pen, in one go, it is natural.

He sighed.

As usual, ~www.wuxiaspot.com~Sun Hao Xiufu completed other triangles.

Among them, it’s thrilling, no matter what, the road lights are always sweating.

If you change to him, then I am afraid that it has already been defeated.

Finally, it is the middle of the day.

At this time, Sun Hao’s forehead has already produced a slight sweat.

The light smile on his face was also replaced by the coldness.

The pen in the hand is almost a little bit, and the firm and persistent move slowly.

Among the eyes, there is still a sparkling light, and the body once again appears to be bursting with golden light.

Sun Hao's situation, Yi Lu lights are the most understanding, Sun Hao encountered the difficulties, easy road lights and the same feelings, if replaced by him, at this time has been unable to withstand the impact of the golden blood of the golden.

It’s Sun Hao. In the end, can you finally overcome the difficulties and complete the repairs? (To be continued.)