It Turns Out I am a Dao Ancestor

At the foot of the mountain to the west of Sun Hao's residence, a thatched house is located by the stream.

This was originally the residence of Ning Mingzhi, but now it has taken over the magpie's nest and is occupied by Mo Haoshi.

In the house.

Mo Haoshi sat on the stool, holding a purple metal ball in his left hand and a carving knife in his right hand, slowly carving on it.

Every step is careful.

From time to time, he glanced at the boat core placed on the table and carefully compared it.

As time passed, Mo Haoshi's face was overflowing with fine sweat, and his right hand trembled slightly.

The metal ball has lines on it, crooked, like chicken feet.

After a while.

Mo Hao stone engraving is completed.

He looked at it with a metal ball, and the more he looked at it, the more dissatisfied.

Then, toss gently.

The metal turned into a parabola and hit the corner of the room.

"Ding!"

After a few turns on a pile of metal balls, it stopped.

"Compared with the son, I'm a million miles away!"

"I'm so dull, I don't have the smoothness and naturalness of the son at all."

"If it hadn't been for drinking enlightenment tea with the son, I'm afraid it would be a hundred times weaker!"

"Practice more and continue!"

After speaking, Mo Haoshi took out a metal ball again and began to carve it.

His eyes stared like brass bells, he didn't even dare to blink his eyes, his expression was extremely tense, and his right hand trembled involuntarily.

The more nervous he is, the more unnatural the formation pattern he engraved.

Seeing, he was about to finish another one.

At this time.

"Zheng..."

A piano sound came from the mountain and resounded throughout the valley.

With this sound, hearing Mo Haoshi's ears, the whole person was shocked.

The tension was completely dispersed at this moment.

He is very relaxed as if bathing in the warm sun.

The movement in the hands does not regenerate hard and becomes smooth.

He no longer looked at the boat core on the table, but started carving as he pleased.

After he finished playing a tune, he had the core of the boat in his hand and the carving was completed.

He sat there, motionless.

In his eyes, there was an uncontrollable surprise.

"It turns out that this is the engraving formation, son, no, master, disciple understand!"

"Master, your song has improved my mood several times!"

"Thank you, Master, wake up!"

Mo Haoshi looked at the mountain, his face was moved.

Afterwards, he picked up the engraved boat core and looked at it, secretly shook his head, "Only ninety percent of the pattern can be depicted!"

"Still need to work hard!"

Mo Haoshi picked up the boat core and tossed it lightly. The boat core flew directly into the corner and knocked out the metal chatter.

"carry on!"

Mo Haoshi took out a metal ball and began to engrave patterns.

This time, it was completely arbitrary, the movements were smooth, without any stagnation.

Each pattern is completed in one stroke.

Two hours later.

"Haha..."

Mo Haoshi looked up to the sky and smiled, overjoyed.

"Done, finally finished!"

"Although there is no way to compare with the son, I am at least Xianzhouzhou nuclear!"

"As long as there is a fairy crystal, it can be activated!"

"At that time, I will no longer be a master of formation, but also a master of immortal formation!"

Mo Haoshi clenched his fists excitedly, and it took a long time to calm down.

"Now, you can apprentice your teacher!"

Thinking about this, Mo Haoshi picked up the boat core and walked out of the house.

"Master, here I am!"

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Sun Hao stood up, looked at Huang Rumeng, smiled and nodded.

This girl has no talent for fishing.

But when I play the piano, I completely forget myself.

Graceful piano sound, melodious and melodious, high and ups and downs, long artistic conception.

Let people hear it, as if being on the scene, reluctant to wake up.

"My son, why are you looking at me like this?" Huang Rumeng's face turned red and lowered his head.

"Rumeng, you are really good at playing the piano!" Sun Hao said.

"The master teaches well, compared to you, it's far behind!" Huang Rumeng said.

"Like a dream, I can speak!"

Sun Hao took Huang Rumeng's little hand, stood on top of the stone tower, and looked around.

"My son, the fog is so beautiful!"

"The sky is connected to the clouds and the waves are connected to Xiaowu, and the galaxy is about to turn a thousand sail dance."

Sun Hao nodded slightly and blurted out.

"My son, you are so talented!"

Huang Rumeng looked at Sun Hao with a look of admiration.

The blushing face, like a ripe apple, was particularly attractive.

"Like a dream, I'm sorry!"

A look of embarrassment appeared on Sun Hao's face.

This, but it came from.

"call……"

At this time, a gust of wind came with a little chill.

"Autumn?"

Sun Hao looked startled.

Unexpectedly, several months passed in a blink of an eye.

Staying with Huang Rumeng for half a year.

At first, she was still a timid little girl, afraid of this and that.

Half a year passed, completely changed.

Between the gestures, there is no pretentiousness.

The whole person seems to have an unparalleled temperament.

For a long time, I never asked about Huang Rumeng's life experience, for fear of touching her inner wounds.

However, it should be possible to ask now.

"Rumeng, where are you from?" Sun Hao asked.

Hearing this, Huang Rumeng's body trembled slightly, looked up at Sun Hao, and nodded slightly.

The two sat down.

"My son, I'm from Yaozu Mountain!" Huang Rumeng said.

"Monster Zushan? Where is this?" Sun Hao asked.

"My son, Yaozu Mountain is located to the east of the Tianluo Continent. It is another continent. The demons live there!"

"There are hundreds of thousands of kilometers away from Tianluo Continent!"

"What? Hundreds of thousands of kilometers? How long will it take for us to get there if we take the Zidian?" Sun Hao was shocked.

Unexpectedly, Rumeng came from such a remote place.

"I'm afraid it will take a few months!" Huang Rumeng said.

"So far?" Sun Hao was startled slightly, "Then did you fly here?"

"No, it's spatial transmission!" Huang Rumeng said.

"Space teleport?" Sun Hao looked puzzled.

"My son, there are three methods for space transmission."

"Which three?"

"First, artificial teleportation. This requires immortals who perceive Space Avenue to complete!"

"Second, the portal, you need to establish a teleportation array in two different places to match!"

"Third, it is Xianzhou! Generally, Xianzhou has the ability to jump in space!"

Hearing this, Sun Hao's eyes bloomed.

If you have a fairy boat with space to jump, isn't it possible to go anywhere?

By the way, that Mo Haoshi seems to be able to build a flying boat, I wonder if he can build a fairy boat?

I haven't seen him for many days, where did he go?

This idea has just taken shape.

"My son, are you at home?"

There was a sound outside the courtyard.

Sun Hao squinted his eyes, unable to help his eyes shine.

"Like a dream, take me down, okay?"

"Okay, son!"

The two landed.

Shortly after.

Under the leadership of Huang Rumeng, Mo Haoshi stood in front of Sun Hao.

He looked at Sun Hao, his body trembling slightly with excitement.

After that, he took out a boat core and handed it to Sun Hao respectfully.

"My... my son, I... I'm done!"

Looking at this boat core, Sun Hao dazzled.

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