Chapter 101: Agarwood

Seeing that Sun Hao has only recovered in a moment, Xuan Honghong not only shows his appreciative eyes, but Sun Hao is not only cultivated to accumulate deep, but even more difficult is that the heart is also so firm.
No matter how calm Sun Hao is, but after all, people still have no 19-year-old boy, the foundation is good, the face is naturally full of smiles, bring a different look, and there is another kind of want to scream and vent The emotions are buried in my heart.
Although Xuanyuanhong is well-informed, but he is younger than Sun Hao, at this time, his mood is similar to that of Sun Hao. He is also eager to try, and his heart is full of enthusiasm. Moreover, Xuanyuanhong’s killer 锏:
Heavenly spirit, earthly spirit, too Laojun Xuanweiling..." After that, the girl shouted and said: "With, Sun Hao, we have..."
Sun Hao... Without a word for a while, I still asked the scalp: "What's the matter?"
"There is a way to celebrate." Xuanyuanhong did not notice his own language disease. He quickly said: "Sun Hao, this Dongfu is the land of Longxing, which is the foundation of our foundation. It has a relationship with you and me. Tell me, we should pass a chance here, leaving some rain to the younger monks...."
Is there still this statement? Sun Hao’s interest was suddenly mobilized.
After a little thought, I quickly accepted Xuanyuanhong’s statement. Xuanyuanhong said that it is a good thing. This Dongfu is ordinary, but after experiencing the vision baptism of Xuanyuanhong’s own foundation, the aura is washed, and the ordinary Dongfu has It’s a little different, let’s say that Xuanyuanhong and himself have stepped into the Xianyuan Avenue from here, leaving a chance to do their part.
"What are you going to do? What are you going to do?" Xuanyuanhong has been picked up there: "The ordinary monks here can't come. The monks who come here are generally monks with great refining, things are too bad, face is lost, Too good not applicable..."
Sun Hao looked at Xuan Yanhong, who had a nervous look, smiled and began to wonder what he should leave behind.
Sun Hao's body, a lot of miscellaneous things, a lot of miscellaneous.
Since I want to leave a fairy, although I don't say the best, but this is Sun Hao's first time to stay, and can't stay too much. The fairy of Bailu Dongfu makes Sun Hao remember very deeply. Also, Sun Hao has benefited a lot.
Thinking of Bailu Dongfu, Sun Hao’s eyes brightened and thought about what he should leave behind.
At this time, Xuanyuanhong also selected the fairy tales that he left behind: "One of the exercises, oh, some hard to practice, I hope that the meetrs will know the goods; the two semi-spirits should exceed the ordinary best instruments, right. The monk is helpful; two bottles of medicinal herbs, very good; Fu Wei......."
This girl is very good at home! Sun Hao is on the side, he is envious, half-spirit, and Sun Hao does not have it now. Don’t look at Sun Hao, who has just become a master of building, and the imperial is still the best tool.
Xuanyuan red wrists, a table in Dongfu, and put their own things on the table, this curiously asked Sun Hao: "Sun Hao, what are you going to leave?"
Sun Hao smiled and smiled: "I don't have such a powerful red, leaving so many treasures, I am going to leave the inheritance of alchemy, and there are three pieces of Zhongpin and the next product."

Wow
Xuanyuan red shouted:
Sun Hao, what you left is more practical than what I left!

Others' alchemy, Xuanyuanhong can not care, Sun Hao's alchemy, she can't care, the alchemy that the top grades are built by Jidan, how could it be worse?
Moreover, the building of Ji Ke, left by Sun Hao, is more important and practical for the perfect refining of the refining gas here. It can be said that the value of these fairy tales left by Sun Hao may not be as good as that left by himself, but The popularity must be above the fairy edge left by you.
Sun Hao put his own alchemy, alchemy and Danfang, inscribed in a jade slip, and then took out two jade bottles with Zhuji Dan, which were placed on the desk where Xuanyuanhong was taken out. .
Sun Hao chose to leave this inheritance. Actually, there is still a layer of teasing people. The jokes are inside. In the records of Qingyunmen, in the official materials of Xia Guo, Sun Hao is known for his presence. Sun Hao's alchemy technique, which is a single word, has not been recorded. In this regard, some self-sufficient Sun Hao is not convinced.
So good, my grandson left alchemy here, hey, I will surely let the younger generation know that my monk was shocked, and I was surprised. It turned out that Sun Haosun and Shen Xiang not only arranged the array, but this alchemy was also good!
This is a little bit of his thoughts, not enough for outsiders.
Xianyuan stayed, Xuanyuan red eyeballs slid in the cave, and then, the little hand smashed, said: "Sun Hao, you do not think, in this cave, almost something?"
Sun Hao smiled and said: "This is just a simple Dongfu. I have a lot of things. How do I know what Xiaohong is saying?"
"Stupid", Xuanyuan Red Dragonfly: "Don't you think that there are some records in Dongfu? We just leave the fairy edge here, and then let the younger monks get there. They may not even know who left. It!"
Sun Hao looked at the walls of Dongfu and nodded. "That is, what we have to leave, a painting, a poem, or a pair of couplets, can be regarded as leaving our trace information."
"Okay, okay," Xuanyuan Red claped and smiled: "Then simply leave a picture, then draw a poem on the painting, and finally, how about our name?"
Sun Hao looked at the fascinating Xuanyuan Red~EbookFREE.me~ The heart could not help but think: "Is it necessary to stay so obvious? Even the big names are on the subject, I am afraid that the younger generation does not know the general." According to Sun Hao's thoughts, even if it is a poem, it is best to hide the head and tail, so that is not the grade?
Sun Hao is still here, and Xuanyuanhong has been urging it: "Quick, Sun Hao, you come to paint, the poem..."
Sun Haoxin said, why don't you come? However, for Sun Hao, this is not a difficult task, and there is no resignation. Going to the front of the cave, thinking for a moment, the wrists are shining, the pen and ink appear in front of Sun Hao, the pen is a pen, the ink is ordinary ink. This thing is necessary for Sun Hao's usual practice characters. There is no other pigment color, only ink painting.
Painting is not Sun Hao's specialty. However, since childhood, Sun Hao has been practicing under the influence of his mother. He has a pen-and-word painting, and the foundation is not bad. In addition, as a cultivator, he works like a god, and later exercises characters and brushes. A little more charm.
Xuanyuanhong saw it, and Sun Hao’s pen was like a stream of water. When the time was slow and heavy, when it was heavy and heavy, if it was a shocking rabbit, it would be a virgin, and soon, a pair of ambitions and vivid ink paintings appeared on the walls of Dongfu.
Among the paintings, surrounded by clouds, mountains are looming, between the mountains, there are valleys, valleys, lush green, a tiger-tailed pine forest, two huge non-friends in the forest, one is about to give birth, and there is pain in his face. Color, a spit and a grin, looks fierce, seems to have a protective color.
In front of the two Mori, there is a man, a woman and two young monks, and the male is dressed in a green shirt. The female is slim and beautiful, like a fairy.