At the foot of the mountain to the west of Sun Hao’s residence, a thatched hut is located by the stream.

This was originally Ning Mingzhi's residence, but now it has occupied the magpie's nest and has been occupied by Mo Haoshi.

In the house.

Mo Haoshi sat on the stool, holding a purple metal ball in his left hand, and holding a carving knife in his right hand, slowly carving it on it.

Every step is to be careful.

From time to time, he would glance at the boat core placed on the table and compare carefully.

As time passed little by little, fine beads of sweat spilled out on Mo Haoshi's face, and his right hand trembled slightly.

The metal ball has a zigzag pattern, like a chicken's claws being grabbed.

After a moment.

The engraving of Mo Hao stone was completed.

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

Then, throw it gently.

The metal transformed into a parabola and smashed into the corner of the room.

"bite!"

After several rounds of metal balls, I stopped.

"Compared with the young master, I am a billion miles away!"

"I'm so dull, I don't have the smoothness and naturalness of a young master at all."

"If I hadn't had the Enlightenment Tea with the Young Master, I would have been a hundred times weaker!"

“Practice more and continue!”

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

His eyes were staring like copper bells, and he didn't even dare to blink. His whole body looked extremely nervous, and his right hand couldn't help but tremble.

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

He was about to finish his carving one more time.

At this time.

"Zheng..."

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

When he heard Mo Haoshi's ears, his whole heart was shocked.

The tension was completely dispelled at this moment.

He was bathed in the warm sun, extremely relaxed.

The movements in the hands are no longer stiff and become smoother.

He no longer looked at the boat core on the table, but began to carve it as he pleased.

After the piano music is finished, the boat core in his hand is carved.

He sat there, motionless.

An irrepressible surprise appeared in both eyes.

"So this is the engraving formation. Young Master, no, Master, I understand!"

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

"Thank you for your wake-up!"

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

Then, he picked up the engraved boat core and looked at it, shook his head secretly, "Only 90% of the array patterns can be carved!"

"It still needs to be done!"

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

"continue!"

Mo Haoshi took out a metal ball and began to engrave the pattern of the array.

This time, I was completely free of charge, with smooth movements without any stagnation.

Each array pattern is completed in one stroke.

Two hours later.

"Ha ha……"

Mo Haoshi smiled at the sky and couldn't help but be happy.

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

"Although I can't compare with the young master, I am at least a fairy boat nuclear!"

"As long as there is fairy crystal, it can be activated!"

"At that time, I will no longer be a formation master, but also an immortal formation master!"

Mo Haoshi clenched his fists excitedly and it took him a long time to calm down.

"Now, you can get a disciple!"

Thinking of this, Mo Haoshi picked up the boat core and walked out of the house.

"Master, I'm here!"

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...

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

This girl has no talent for fishing.

However, when you play the piano, you completely forget yourself.

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

When people hear it, they feel like they are in the scene and are 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.

"Ru Meng, you are so good at playing the piano!" Sun Hao said.

"They are all well taught by the young master, and they are far inferior to you!" Huang Rumeng said.

"Listen, I can speak!"

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

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

"The sky connects clouds and waves and the fog, and the galaxy is about to turn thousands of sails dance."

Sun Hao nodded slightly and blurted out.

"Young Master, you are so talented!"

Huang Rumeng looked at Sun Hao with admiration.

His face was blushing, like a ripe apple, which was particularly attractive.

"Ru Meng, it's too much!"

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

This is just a plagiarism.

"call……"

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

"It's autumn?"

Sun Hao looked stunned.

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

I have been with Huang Rumeng for half a year.

Thinking back to the beginning, she was a timid little girl, afraid of this and that.

Half a year has passed and it has completely changed.

There is no pretentiousness in every move.

The whole person looks unparalleled.

I have never asked about Huang Rumeng's life experience for a long time, for fear of touching her inner scars.
To be continued...