
Huang Rumeng looked at Sun Hao, his eyes twinkling sharply.
I saw Sun Hao's painting on the stone gate.
The movements are smooth and flowing, without any stagnation.
His speed was so fast that Huang Rumeng was blown away.
Only a quarter of an hour later.
"Nr ..."
Astounded.
All the lines on the stone gate had been depicted.
It seems natural, without flaws.
"call……"
An aura that could not be detected by the naked eye quickly penetrated into the stone gate.
The whole Shimen seems to have added some kind of spirituality.
"Hows it? Much better, right?"
Sun Hao's voice woke Huang Rumeng up.
Son, this is more than just good looking.
It's really amazing, it's amazing!
Fixing ancient patterns is very easy and simple.
In this world, other than his son, who could do it?
“Tray.” Huang Rumeng nodded.
Hearing this, Sun Hao raised the corner of his mouth, his face full of likes.
Someone finally appreciated the carvings.
She is still a beauty repairer.
Tastes good.
“My son, I thought the door could be opened.” Huang Rumeng.
"Then open it!" Said Sun Hao.
"it's good!"
Huang Rumeng used his strength and gently pressed down the stone gate.
"call……"
The lines on the stone gate were all lit up.
"Nr ..."
There was the sound of rock friction.
The large stone gate slowly opened.
"call……"
A simple atmosphere came from the door.
When Shimen opened, the two looked around, revealing disappointed expressions.
Inside Shimen there is only a space with an area of 100 square meters.
Thick dust piled up inside.
The surrounding stone walls were also wrapped in dust, and no trace was visible.
Moreover, this stone tower did not have a ladder!
In other words, was it only able to stand on the first floor?
"Who designed this, made it several hundred meters high, but the first floor was only 3 meters high, and there was only one floor!"
Sun Hao shook his head for a while and walked out of the stone tower.
“Like a dream, tomorrow clean-up, and today we will continue to practice the piano,” said Sun Hao.
"Okay, son."
After a while.
Both of them sat in front of the guqin.
The one in front of Huang Rumeng was made by Sun Haoxin.
"Ding .. zheng ..."
Rhythm audible and oscillating.
The two tones fused together and created a heartwarming melody.
Hearing human ears, I felt comfortable.
The Bose God Lotus in the pond was wrong, it had to be said that it was the Thousand Color God Lotus.
At this moment, he happily knocked on the flower petals, as if clapping his hands.
Two cherry trees, swaying in the wind, danced wildly.
Fruit trees, tea trees, cider head in the backyard ... Right now, his branches were shaking.
Like a fanatical dancer, very enthusiastic.
"Very comfortable..."
A voice that cannot be heard by the ears rings.
Above Huang Rumeng's head, a transparent ghost slowly condensed.
He was the burning photo of the Heart Demon Race.
"This song is so good, I feel stronger!"
Fen Zhao lay down and said lazily.
Suddenly, he raised his eyebrows and looked at the two cherry trees not far away, in cold sweat.
"Oh my God, two immortal demons, very ..great!"
"What's? The flowers in the pond were also demons, with even stronger breaths!"
Fen Zhao hurriedly hid, hid in Huang Rumeng's hairpin, revealed his one eye, and peeked out.
The moment he saw Sun Hao holding Guqin, his scalp exploded.
"Then ... What is it? I ... I can't see."
"At least it's the ultimate spiritual weapon! Isn't that a fairy weapon?"
"Luckily, the song he played didn't kill me, otherwise, it would definitely shock me to death!"
"He looks like a human, how could he use this kind of thing? Isn't it possible that his cultivation has reached the point of returning to the bottom, I can't see."
Fen Zhao was so frightened that his heart and gallbladder were torn apart, the sweat on his forehead flowing down.
"What kind of ghost place is this? It's horrible!"
"To escape, you must escape immediately. If it's too late, luck will be less and less!"
Fenzhao's face was full of regret.
He climbed carefully to the ground and would move.
"Nr ..."
But looking at it, the chair shook.
"howled……"
Like the yin dragon.
Shocked in his mind, and his soul rippled.
Almost, he destroyed his soul and died on the spot.
Fen Zhao quickly flew back to Huang Rumeng's head, hid in a hairpin, and did not dare to come out again.
"It looks like I'm going to die here."
"Who will save me!"
Fenzhao shivered.
...
...
Time passed quickly, three days in the blink of an eye.
During these three days, Sun Hao and Huang Rumeng worked very regularly.
Eating, sleeping, flying, playing music, cleaning stone towers, drawing lines ...
After three days of hard work.
The two finally cleared the first layer of dust in the stone tower.
Moreover, the textures in the inner layers of the stone tower had all been improved upon, moreover.
The lines in the inner layer were much more complicated, and Sun Hao also had to stay focused so that he was not wrong.
Addition.
After three days of flight training, Sun Hao had adapted to the flying speed of one-fifth of Huang Rumeng.
You can even open your eyes and observe the basic scenery.
What an incredible progress.
Huang Rumeng also made rapid progress in playing the piano.
The song he played himself had already begun to have a taste.
Huang Rumeng's strength was as high as the sky, very close to the Tribulation Completion Realm.
It's a huge hurdle to get through a catastrophe to be successful.
Because of this hurdle, all you have to face is the Nine Colors Thunder Tribulation.
This power was a thousand times stronger than the strength of the previous six-colored thunder robbery.
That's not at all an order of magnitude.
The first two thunder trials, his son might be able to drink back.
But this time, Lei Jie might not sell this face.
Huang Rumeng worked hard to suppress his cultivation base, but on this day, he finally could not suppress it.
"Cracking..."
That sounds.
The repair, of course.
He broke through the barrier in an instant.
At this moment.
"Wooing..."
In the sky, black clouds suddenly appeared.
The layers on top of each other, quickly piled up, pressing towards the ground.
Within a few hundred miles, everything was shrouded in dark clouds, and the sun was nowhere to be seen.
"Dn ..."
Nine-colored electric lights, wandering among the black clouds, blew up a thrilling power.
It makes the scalp numb at first glance.
"Huh, Lei Jie!"
"Great, Lei Jie is here!"
"God help me too!"
Fen Zhao shouted in excitement over Huang Rumeng's head.
As a demon, it had its own mission.
This mission is to help the Thunder Tribulation and disrupt the host.
After the host failed to pass through the calamity, as a reward, Tiandao would reward the host's lifetime cultivation base to the inner demons.
This was also the meaning of the existence of the inner demon.
After a few days of fear and dread, he finally ushered the day to traverse the calamity.
It was refreshing and unspeakable.
"Come, hurry!"
Fen Zhao looked at the sky thunder calamity, revealing a color of endless desire.
Next to Huang Rumeng, Sun Hao looked up at the sky, his eyes twinkling.
"It looks like it's going to rumble again, I wonder if I can drink back this dark cloud?"
"If I really had this ability, wouldn't I be a big boss who can control the weather?"
At this point, Sun Hao was filled with hope.
"Rumeng seems scared, then I'll wait!"
"Wait until the first sound comes down, then drink it back, so Rumeng sees me differently!"
Sun Hao looked at the sky and waited silently.