Eight Hundred and Eightieth IX Repair Talisman (3)

In the mirror, Sun Hao has indeed completed the restoration of the celestial talisman more than once.

Even, in order to ensure that there are no problems in repairing the talisman, Sun Hao consciously practiced repeatedly from all directions and focuses.

However, after the mirror image, Sun Hao found that he could not put the celestial talisman into the Xumi Ningkong Pagoda for repair, and the practice and mirror image could not be completely combined.

Whether it can be repaired or not will really test Sun Hao's talisman refinement level.

Of course, Sun Hao is confident that after a lot of hard work, it shouldn't be a problem to repair the talisman by himself.

The process of repairing the talisman was smooth, the twelve ancient seal characters were not bad at all, and the restoration was in place.

The four corners of the talisman are also restored in place, just like the process previewed in the mirror.

However, after entering the repair of the center part of the talisman.

Sun Hao found that he was facing a new challenge.

In the mirror, something that has never been seen happened.

Although Xumi Ningkong Pagoda is powerful, it is not omnipotent against the sky.

The mirror image function can even simulate the impact of the monk's blood on the talisman pen on the talisman, allowing Sun Hao to undergo training and testing.

However, the mirror function cannot imitate the unyielding and eternal will of the monks in the blood of the monks on the talisman.

Run the pen to the center of the talisman.

Sun Hao's consciousness was shaken suddenly, as if thousands of troops were attacking his consciousness, and the talisman pen, which had been impacted by the monk's essence and blood, paused slightly, almost deviated from the original trajectory.

At the critical moment, the Jue of Purifying the Heart and the Art of Asking the Heart of Seven Kills were in operation, thousands of thoughts were cut off to practice the Dafa of refining the gods and objects.

Although there was an unexpected situation, the writing was blocked, and the pressure was unprecedented, Sun Hao still firmly started to repair the last part of the talisman.

The last part is the core of the talisman.

If the core cannot be repaired. Then Sun Hao will fall short, leaving regrets in vain.

The talisman pen was impacted by the blood of Jindan.

Divine consciousness also began to stand the test of Jindan's will.

On Sun Hao's forehead, fine sweat broke out layer by layer.

The difficulty of writing, even a layman can see it.

In Ling'er's bright eyes, there was a trace of worry, and she asked weakly: "Yi Zhenren, why is this so?"

Shang Shenghao also had the same question in his heart. The four corners are all good, why the central part seems to have an unexpected change.

A trace of fear appeared on Yi Lu Denghuo's face, and he said in his mouth: "The level of the talisman is too high, and it should be a living being. However, for thousands of years, generations of monks have been soaked in blood, and generations of outstanding people have been cultivated with unyielding will. The spirit is bound to bring about a huge test to cultivators..."

Speaking of this, with lingering fears in his heart, Yi Lu Denghuo said with a wry smile: "Thinking about it now, Jianjun is a bit arrogant. If it is Jianjun Xiufu, I am afraid that he will have failed at this time. Against the unyielding will of ancient heroes, Jianjun must utterly defeated..."

Ling'er's body bowed slightly to Yi Lu's lights. Weakly said: "I don't know if Master Yi can help you."

Hearing Ling'er called Mr. Sun Hao, Yi Lu Denghuo had a strange thought in his heart.

Ghost Ruling is the young master of Hades Palace, the son on the left and the one on the right are called Sun Hao, like Sun Hao's maid, it sounds very weird.

Shaking his head to drive away the weird thoughts, Yi Lu started to think. What do I need to do to help Sun Hao.

Just at this time, Sun Hao held a pen in his hand. He sang loudly: "Seniors, time can't eat away at my loyalty. History can't cover up my passion. The ruins of the burial sky, the gaps in the sky, please let Chen Xiang pass..."

Yi Lu Denghuo's heart skipped a beat.

Putting your hands together, lowering your eyebrows, following Sun Hao's voice, he said loudly: "Time can't eat away my loyalty, and history can't cover up my passion. The ruins of the burial sky, the gaps in the sky, please let Chen Xiang pass... "

On Sun Hao's body, his momentum rose, and a stroke of the talisman brush was drawn.

A slight smile flashed across Sun Hao's face, and he was still concentrating on cultivating the talisman. However, he said loudly: "Seniors, when it comes to heroes, who is the hero? The heroes of the world come from my generation. See the rainbow after the storm, please Let Chen Xiang pass by..."

Yi Lu Denghuo also said loudly: "When it comes to heroes, who is the hero? The heroes of the world are born in my generation. After the storm, there will be a rainbow. Please let Chen Xiang pass..."

Zhan Xuanlang clasped his hands together, stood reverently, and sang along with Sun Hao.

All the golden elixir ranked at the scene instantly understood, they all stood up, facing the celestial talisman, folded their palms together, bowed their bodies slightly, with a pious expression, followed Sun Hao, strengthened Sun Hao's momentum, and sang loudly: "On heroes, who Hero? Heroes in the world come from my generation. After the storm, you will see the rainbow. Please let Chen Xiang pass by..."

The majestic and high-pitched voice, carrying the confidence and determination of this generation of ranked golden elixirs, and the indomitable momentum of this generation of ranked golden elixirs, soared into the sky.

The voice is loud.

The momentum is mighty.

In the Burial Sky Market, there is a heroic spirit.

On the talisman, the blood of the ancient monks seemed to be inspired and shaken by this generation of monks, slowly beating and melting, as if accepting the will of this generation of monks, resonating.

Sun Hao's body was full of golden light.

In the consciousness, the pressure is very light.

Please let Chenxiang pass... Please let Chenxiang pass... Every sentence, please let Chenxiang pass, Sun Hao's Sirius strokes forward.

In the end, only the middle of the talisman remained.

one point.

Sun Hao stood with a pen in his hand, with a dignified aura on his body.

With a shock to his feet, the last drop of gold ink flew up and dipped it accurately, Sun Hao bowed slightly.

All the golden elixir ranked, including Luo Peng whose eyes were twinkling, bowed slightly together.

Sun Hao said in a low and slow voice, "When it comes to heroes, who is the hero? Seniors are true heroes, sincerely immortal, heroic spirits will last forever, seniors will go away..."

Long Loess Hero Tomb.

Haoran has a heroic spirit forever.

When ranking the golden pills, they all bowed and sent off the senior heroes respectfully.

The yellow earth, the conquered loess hills, phantoms appeared one after another, all bowed to the hero talisman, bowed and saluted, and then either sighed, or happily, or shouted, or laughed and turned into a gust of wind, flying high into the sky .

Sun Hao touched the sky lightly in the center of the talisman.

Just at this time, the ancient monk's spirit merged into the huge celestial talisman that sealed off the sky.

The huge talisman shook violently.

The modifiers are truly complete.

Ten thousand years later, the celestial talisman was repaired for the first time.

The ranking golden elixirs all cheered up. Looking at the handsome young man in the hill of loess, their hearts were filled with arrogance. Qi Qi saluted Sun Hao and thanked him: "Thank you Chen Xiang..."

The voice fades, and above the sky, changes regenerate.

Twelve large characters hung high, and the bloodstains were collected abruptly.

Then, the golden light exploded and turned into twelve golden beams of light, shining down from the sky.

Twelve beams of light illuminate the hill of loess, the real body of the celestial talisman.

The huge beam of light shrouded all the Golden Core cultivators in it.

The warm golden light makes people feel like spring.

There seemed to be bursts of strange energy inside, helping to improve the bodies of the monks.

In the middle of the golden light, in Sun Hao's heart, Qing Lao quickly said: "Let me out."

Sun Hao didn't have time to think about it, and with a flick of his mind, the small Xumi Ningkong Pagoda appeared under the talisman and turned slowly. At the same time, he opened the spirit beast bag and released Dark Blue.

The monks all stood intently.

The golden light fully illuminated the cup of tea, and calmed down leisurely.

Sun Hao remained motionless, put away the Xumi Ningkong Pagoda and Dark Blue, and before he had time to think, his expression suddenly changed.

Almost at the same time, many ranking golden cores all expressed their suspicions.

The moment the golden light faded away, the monks all shook their bodies, and at the same time, they found that the golden core in their dantians had returned and contact was restored.

Not only that, the warm current irradiated by the golden core just now poured into the golden core, and then penetrated into the limbs and bones.

Jin Dan, who hadn't been in contact with him for a long time, unexpectedly gained momentum once he was unsealed.

Most of the monks, including Sun Hao, had a drastic change in their aura, showing signs of advancement.

No matter how much you sow, no matter how hard you work, you will succeed in success.

In the Burial Sky Ruins, the pay and the reward are always equal. In the case of being banned by the law, everyone came over step by step, overcame the difficulties, and still repaired the celestial talisman, and the income was naturally very rich.

The golden light irradiation is not only to restore the celestial talisman, but at the same time it is also a huge reward for the ranking golden cores.

Moreover, perhaps the golden light has absorbed many generations of ancient cultivators' souls, and its effect is very powerful. Different monks have been promoted from different directions, and almost everyone has gained something from ranking golden cores.

Zhao Zhumo flew up in the air, and said loudly: "Those who don't need to be promoted, please stay where they are. Other fellow Taoists, one year at the latest, there will be reconciliation here, and I will go..."

In the voice, it turned into a shooting star and rushed out into the loess plain, but it was to find a place to advance.

Sun Hao flew into the air physically, also in a hurry, soared up, aimed at a certain direction, and flew away.

In an instant, under the talisman, there were only a few dozen people left, and there was no look of disappointment on the faces of the ten people.

Their gains are still not small, but the direction of advancement is different, and they don't need to find land to cultivate. (to be continued ~^~)