It Turns Out I am a Dao Ancestor

At the foot of the mountain west of Sun Hao's residence, a thatched hut is located by the creek.

This was originally Ning Mingzhi's residence, but now it has occupied the magpie's nest and was 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 nucleus placed on the table and compared it carefully.

As time passed, thin beads of sweat appeared on Mo Haoshi's face, and his right hand trembled slightly.

The texture on the metal ball is crooked, like a chicken's claws.

After a while.

Mo Hao stone engraving completed.

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

Then, toss lightly.

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

"Ding!"

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

"Compared with my son, I'm literally hundreds of millions of miles behind!"

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

"If it hadn't been for the Dao Enlightenment tea with your son, I'd be a hundred times weaker!"

"Practice more, keep going!"

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

His eyes stared like copper bells, and he didn't even dare to blink. He looked extremely nervous, and his right hand trembled involuntarily.

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

Seeing that, 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, his whole heart was shocked.

The tension is completely dissipated at this moment.

He was as relaxed as he was bathed in the warm sun.

The movements in the hands are no longer stiff, but become smooth.

He no longer looked at the boat nucleus on the table, but started to carve as he moved.

After playing a piano sound, the boat nucleus in his hand was carved.

He sat on the spot, motionless.

In his eyes, there was an uncontrollable surprise.

"It turns out that this is the engraving method, the son, no, Master, the disciple understands!"

"Master, this song of yours has improved my mood several times!"

"Thank you, Master, for waking up!"

Mo Haoshi looked at the mountain, his face full of emotion.

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

"It still takes effort!"

Mo Haoshi picked up the boat core and threw it lightly. The boat core flew directly into the corner, knocking out a metal symphony.

"continue!"

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

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

Each pattern is completed in one stroke.

Two hours later.

"Ha ha……"

Mo Haoshi looked up at the sky and laughed, unable to help himself.

"It's done, it's finally done!"

"Although there is no way to compare with the young master, I am at least the core of the fairy boat!"

"As long as there is 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, it's time to be a teacher!"

With that in mind, Mo Haoshi picked up the boat nucleus and walked out of the house.

"Master, here I come!"

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

This girl has no talent for fishing at all.

However, play the piano and completely forget about yourself.

The beautiful piano sound is melodious and melodious, high and undulating, and the artistic conception is long.

When people hear it, it is like being there, reluctant to wake up.

"Young Master, why are you looking at me like this?" Huang Rumeng's face turned slightly red, and she lowered her head.

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

"It's all well taught by the young master. Compared with you, it's far behind!" Huang Rumeng said.

"Like a dream, you can really talk!"

Holding Huang Rumeng's little hand, Sun Hao stood on the top of the stone pagoda, looking in all directions.

"Young master, such a thick fog is so beautiful!"

"The sky meets Yuntao and Lian Xiaowu, and the galaxy wants to turn a thousand sails."

Sun Hao nodded slightly and blurted out.

"Master, you are so talented!"

Huang Rumeng looked at Sun Hao with admiration.

The blushing complexion, like a ripe apple, is particularly attractive.

"It's like a dream, it's an award!"

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

This, but plagiarized.

"call……"

At this time, a gust of wind blew, with a little coolness.

"It's autumn?"

Sun Hao looked startled.

Unexpectedly, a few months have passed in the blink of an eye.

Staying with Huang Rumeng for half a year.

Back then, she was still a timid little girl, afraid of this and that.

Half a year later, it has completely changed.

Between the gestures, there is no contrived.

The whole person seems to have an unparalleled temperament.

All along, he has not asked about Huang Rumeng's life experience, for fear of touching her inner scars.

However, it should be possible to ask now.

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

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

The two sat down.

"Young Master, I'm from Yaozu Mountain!" Huang Rumeng said.

"Yaozu Mountain? Where is this?" Sun Hao asked.

"Son, Yaozu Mountain is located in the east of Tianluo Continent. It is another continent, and the people living there are all demons!"

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

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

Unexpectedly, Rumeng came from such a distant place.

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

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

"No, it's space teleportation!" Huang Rumeng said.

"Space teleportation?" Sun Hao looked puzzled.

"Son, there are three ways to teleport in space."

"Which three?"

"First, artificial transmission, which requires an immortal who understands the space avenue to complete!"

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

"Third, it's the immortal boat! Generally, immortal boats have the ability to jump in space!"

Hearing this, Sun Hao's eyes brightened.

If you have an immortal boat with space jumping, wouldn't you be able to go anywhere?

By the way, that Mo Haoshi seems to be able to build flying boats, so I wonder if he can build immortal boats?

I haven't seen him for many days, where has he gone?

The idea is just taking shape.

"Master, are you at home?"

Outside the courtyard door, there was a sound.

Sun Hao squinted his eyes and couldn't help but light up.

"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.

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

"Master... Master, I... I'm done!"

Looking at this boat nucleus, Sun Hao's light flashed.

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