Chapter 747: That dream is so beautiful, I don't want to wake up.

In the canyon, the breeze is blowing, and the summer is slightly cool.
"Master Sun, please forgive me!"
Without waiting for Li Ruolan's question, He Wei didn't hold back his curiosity, and asked first: "Listen to the name, isn't this your unique spirit pattern?"
Unconsciously, He Wei had already used honorifics.
When he was a student, and even a teacher after graduation, he majored in psychic patterns, even if he entered the Holy Sect, he did not put down to study this subject.
After all, in any era, one more knowledge is one more ability to eat.
He Wei was squeezed out back then and was transferred here to see the canyon, but he has not given up on improving himself. Academically, he has been paying attention to the latest research results in the spirit pattern world.
If a new spirit pattern appears, it would be an absolutely sensational event in Kyushu, but I haven't heard of it at all?
Li Ruolan also looked over, and instinctively took out the photo-taking stone, telling her intuitively that this interview should be very important.
"Ok!"
Sun Mo replied lightly, "Go find Ziqi!"
Hey!
Sun Mo really didn't want to show up in this limelight, but he couldn't say that it was not his own creation. After all, the hand of God, the entire Kyushu, only Sun Mo could.
Just because of a little self-esteem, I denied it, and I was guessed that I had system support behind it, and then something big would happen.
hiss!
Hearing Sun Mo's answer, He Wei took a breath and asked subconsciously, "Why didn't you inform the Holy Gate?"
The development of a new spirit pattern is a major event in the spirit pattern world. Once it is reported to the holy gate and verified, it will be honored and rewarded in kind.
Of course, the most important thing is that the reputation will be greatly improved!
The title of a spiritweave master is absolutely impossible to escape. After that, even if you go to the nine super elite schools, you can get courtesy.
"It's a trivial invention, it's not worth mentioning!"
Sun Mo was embarrassed: "Go ahead!"
"How can this be a small invention?"
He Wei looked at Sun Mo sadly, with the expression of you, a violent prodigal son. If this was given to me, all Kyushu that I could hype would know, and the rest of my life will live by blowing this spirit pattern.
Damn it, I really don't know the blessing in the blessing!
Ding!
Favorability from He Wei +200, respect (1100/10000).
He Wei didn't doubt the authenticity of Sun Mo's words, after all, if there is anything, just follow Li Ruolan to see it.
"Is the spirit pattern described by Ziqi?"
Li Ruolan was curious.
"Well, but the effect is not much worse than if I pressed it myself."
Sun Mo explained.
The difference is definitely a lot worse, but at this time, it is necessary to brag about the big disciples and brush up their reputation.
In fact, Sun Mo first had no time and needed to extract the spirit patterns on the rock wall with all his strength, and secondly, he gave Xiao Hebao a chance to get ahead and exercise.
When the spirit veins are used up, they must be re-drawn, and practice will make perfect, and the technique will be improved.
"Master Sun, I have a ruthless please!"
He Wei was cheeky and clung to his hands.
"Master He is welcome, please speak!"
Sun Mo probably guessed it.
"I wonder if Master Sun can cut love and sell it to the next god's hand spirit pattern?"
He Wei's old walnut skin face was full of smiles, then he gritted his teeth and added something.
"I have covered all the room and board expenses of your school during your stay in the Canyon of the Gods of War."
For He Wei, who doesn't have any extra income, this is a lot of expense, which shows that he really likes Netherworld.
"No need to buy, I will give you a pair."
Sun Mo smiled, lowered his head and continued to paint the sword marks.
The two dared not disturb Sun Mo again, and after leaving, went to find Li Ziqi.
...
"God's hand spirit pattern?"
Li Ziqi was bearing the sword qi while comprehending the sword marks on the rock wall. He wanted to extract the "spiritual pattern". After hearing Li Ruolan's intentions, he didn't take it seriously, and directly took out a stack of the highest quality gods. One of the spirit patterns of the hand was given to He Wei.
The rest was given to the paparazzi.
He Wei took it, hissed, and screamed, while Li Ruolan was completely confused.
This is also a spirit pattern?
I read a lot, you can't fool me!
But this layout is really beautiful, with an indescribable beauty.
Of course, it is full of the industrial era atmosphere like the circuit board, and it is strange that it is not shocked when seen by the indigenous people who are still in the agricultural era.
This is a completely incomprehensible existence.
"This...how to use it?"
After asking, He Wei looked embarrassed, and I still claim to be an expert on spiritual lines, which is really embarrassing.
"With ordinary spirit runes, tearing activates."
Li Ziqi introduced.
After He Wei listened, he really wanted to see the effect of this spirit pattern. He couldn't help but tore it and tore it apart.
boom!
The spiritual energy surged quickly, gathered together, and condensed into a magic lamp ghost, but compared to the one summoned by Sun Mo, his eyes were obviously apathetic, and his body was a little smaller.
"what?"
He Wei's eyes glared sharply. Just as he was about to take a closer look at the muscular guy, the opponent's hands were pointed into a knife, and they were cut on both sides of his neck.
boom! boom!
After pushing, pulling and pressing, a full set of ancient massage techniques began.
He Wei's thoughts, as the magic lamp ghost starts work, are like a cloud of water mist, completely evaporated, leaving nothing but comfort.
This taste is so wonderful.
Like falling into the clouds!
It was like that year when the spring clothes were thin, riding a leaning bridge, watching the red sleeves in the shop, listening to the bells of the ladies, and finally the lanterns were lightly extinguished, and the body and mind were sublimated when they shivered in front of the window.
When consciousness returned to his mind, He Wei was already in tears.
I am old and become a cabbage gang!
My youth, my lover, and my dreams are all buried in the rushing years.
Puff!
He Wei knelt directly to Li Ziqi.
"Give me another pair?"
That dream is so beautiful, I don't want to wake up.
"So God?"
Li Ruolan was startled, watching He Wei tears, and subconsciously looked at the pile of spiritual patterns in her hand, some of which dare not use it.
I don't want to be so ugly!
Li Ruolan is a writer with a lot of emotions, so she understands He Wei's situation, obviously because of the massage, which touched her mood and caused her emotions to be revealed.
To put it bluntly, it's similar to touching a scene, and I can't control myself.
"Oh, people are not happy in middle age!"
Li Ziqi sighed, took out a spiritual pattern, and handed it to He Wei.
"thanks, thanks!"
He Wei kept thanking him, his hands holding the newly obtained spirit pattern, as if he was holding a letter from a first love, fearing that the movement would be too big, causing a trace of creases.
I want to hold back, I'm going to night, just enjoy it!
Thinking of this, He Wei raised his hand angrily and patted the back of his hand fiercely.
Why can't I control my hand?
How can I use such a powerful spirit run so easily?
What a violent thing!
Time to fight!
Fight hard!
"Master sister, this guy won't be crazy, right?"
Papaya Niang saw a stranger looking for Li Ziqi, so she came over, if something happens, she can help her.
Although I can't fight, I have a loud voice and can call people.
...
With He Wei's lessons learned, Li Ruolan didn't dare to mess around and ran back to the hotel, locked the door, and then tore the god's hand spirit pattern.
A quarter of an hour later, the big reporter who came back to his senses understood why He Wei was so gaffe.
This is more than a spirit rune!
This is a good life!
Immediately, Li Ruolan was confident and ran to the God of War Canyon.
After the magic lamp ghost massage, the reporter found that he was in a surprisingly good state, regardless of whether you burned blood or supernatural power, even if it is a thousand life, the old lady can beat ten!
...
Lu Lin, born in Xilu, recalled Sun Mo's instructions, and after looking at the sword marks on the mural again, he walked into the mist.
The statue guarding the entrance of the third section of the canyon stands with a huge sword, majestic and domineering, with a killing intent, permeating.
Puff! Puff!
Lu Lin's heart was beating fast, even if he had seen Sun Mo's guidance to help his students, he was still afraid of passing here.
After all, the huge sword was cut down, but it was killing people.
It's like rolling your neck around a dog's head, even if you know you are not dead, you will panic.
Fortunately, Lu Lin was not a counselor. After walking under the statue, he suddenly accelerated and walked over.
Safe and sound!
call!
Lu Lin breathed a sigh of relief, snapped, and sat on the ground. Only then did he realize that his clothes had been soaked with cold sweat.
call!
Lu Lin turned his head. Because of the fog, he couldn't see anything, but he knew that there were still a few students in the valley anxiously studying the mural.
"I'm one step ahead!"
Lu Lin happily shook his fist~EbookFREE.me~ Sure enough, it was a correct choice to ask Teacher Sun for advice.
Ding!
Friendship from Lu Lin +500, respect (1700/10000).
Saying that Sun Mo is so good, why not go to the nine super-prestigious schools? Is that An Xinhui really that beautiful?
Make him willing to stay in that third-class school for her?
Soon, Lu Lin couldn't think about it, because the sword energy entered the body, like a steel needle piercing the flesh, making him cry in pain.
Does this kind of pain have to endure ten thousand times?
If it hadn’t been verified that Sun Mo’s ‘pointing’ was not a problem, Lu Lin would be a little bit embarrassed because it hurts too much.
"No, I can't live up to my aunt's expectations!"
Lu Lin gritted his teeth, and in accordance with Sun Mo's teachings, while bearing the sword qi, he was attentive to comprehend.
success!
There has never been one step to the sky!
...
Yan Ju was upset, insomnia, and only fell asleep in the morning, so when he entered the canyon, he was already three poles in the sun.
"No, I can't just forget it!"
It was repaired by a junior who used it as a teacher for one day as a teacher and a lifelong father. He was too serious to deal with it. Without such a tone, he could not eat for a year.
"You can't go to Sun Mo directly. That would make me careless. Yes, start with the students of Zhongzhou Academy. Are you not the vice principal? Don't you dislike my Taoya Academy, then I will dig out your students."
Sternly snort, I don't believe that those students can block the invitation of a first-class university.
Yes, the tuition is still free, and a celestial exercise is included.
I seemed to see that there were two boys from Zhongzhou Academy who entered the third section of the canyon very early, so I started with these two top students.
Yan Ju doesn't believe in evil anymore. Today, let you see how powerful my five-star famous teacher is.