It Turns Out I am a Dao Ancestor Chapter 163: My son, I’m done!

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 Ning Mingzhi’s residence, but now it has taken over the magpie’s nest and has been taken by Mo Haoshi.

In the house.

Mo Haoshi is sitting 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 lines on the metal ball are crooked and twisted like chicken feet.

After a moment.

Mo Hao stone engraving is completed.

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

Then, give it lightly.

Metalized 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 am a million miles away!"

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

"If it weren't for drinking enlightenment tea with the son, I'm afraid it is 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, and he didn't even dare to blink his eyes. His expression was extremely nervous, and his right hand trembled involuntarily.

The more nervous he is, the more unnatural the lines he engraved.

Seeing, he is going to finish another one.

At this time.

"Zheng..."

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

With this sound, I was shocked when I heard Mo Haoshi's ears.

At this moment, the tension is completely dispelled.

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

The movement in the hand does not regenerate hard, it becomes smooth.

He stopped looking at the boat core on the table, but started carving as he pleased.

When he finishes playing a tune, he will complete the carving of the boat core in his hand.

He sat there, motionless.

There was an uncontrollable surprise in his eyes.

"So this is the engraving formation, son, no, master, I understand!"

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

"Thank you, Master, wake up!"

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

Then 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.

"Continue!"

Mo Haoshi took out a metal ball and began to carve 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.

"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 fairy 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, I am coming!"

……

……

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.

The graceful piano sound, melodious and tactful, high and ups and downs, with a long artistic conception.

It makes people hear it, like being on the scene, reluctant to wake up.

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

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

"The sons taught well. Compared with you, it's far worse!" Huang Rumeng said.

"Like a dream, I can speak!"

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

"My son, such a thick fog, so beautiful!"

"The sky connects with the clouds and the waves and the mist, and the galaxy wants 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 admiration.

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

"Like a dream, thank you!"

Sun Hao's face showed a touch of embarrassment.

This, but it came from a plagiarism.

"Call..."

At this moment, a gust of wind blows, with a little chill.

"It's autumn?"

Sun Hao looked startled.

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

I have been with Huang Rumeng for half a year.

At the beginning, she was still a timid little girl, afraid of this.

Half a year passed, completely changed.

There is no pretentiousness between gestures.

The whole person seems to have an unparalleled temperament.

I haven't asked about Huang Rumeng's life experience all the time, for fear of touching her inner wounds.

However, you should be able to ask now.

"Ru Meng, 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 sit down.

"Master, I am from Yaozu Mountain!" Huang Rumeng said.

"Monster Ancestor Mountain? Where is this?" Sun Hao asked.

"Young Master, Yaozu Mountain is located to the east of Tianluo Continent. It is another continent. The people living there are all demons!"

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

"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.

"It might take a few months!" Huang Rumeng said.

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

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

"Space Teleport?" Sun Hao looked puzzled.

"Master, there are three methods for space transmission."

"Which three?"

"First, artificial teleportation. This requires the immortals who perceive the space avenue to complete!"

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

"The third 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, wouldn’t you be able 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?

The idea has just taken shape.

"My son, are you at home?"

Outside the courtyard, there was a sound.

Sun Hao squinted at ~IndoMTL.com~ and couldn't help but shine.

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

"Okay, son!"

The two landed.

Soon.

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 am done!"

Looking at this boat core, Sun Hao gleamed.

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