It seems that Sun Hao’s tamping process is polishing.
After 12 times of continuous tamping
The real face of Qingyun Dojo in the sky has changed greatly.
It seems to have turned into a specially-fired huge yellow glazed disc, and the whole Dojo became opaque and flew to the main peak of Qingyun.
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Chapter DiYiEr26 Fighting Heaven II
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Twelve times of rammed earth transformed Qingyun Dojo from a lump of earth into a fairy Dojo.
This effect is similar to the old hat becoming a handsome guy.
Friars Qingyun broke into thunderous cheers as Sun Hao and Zhi Zhenjun tamped again and again.
Qingyun Dojo is about to finish shaping, which is a unique and highly anticipated Dojo.
Just like watching his child born, Sun Hao’s heart is full of expectations for the successful Qingyun Dojo.
When the final tamping is completed, the Qingyun Dojo radiates a soft light, and the whole body is covered with a faint halo. In the sunshine, it looks ethereal and mysterious, and slowly rotates with the main peak of Qingyun.
The monks held their heads high and shouted "Qingyun Qingyun …"
Zhi Zhenjun gave Corleone a slight arch with his hands. "Congratulations to Aquilaria for shaping the Dojo …"
Sun Hao smiled and opened his hands, but when he was about to return the gift, his heart suddenly ached. At this time, it was very bad for him to have a whim.
The monks are still cheering.
Zhizhenjun, congratulations are still in sight.
But Sun Hao’s heart is like a dream, perceiving the changes in his blood.
At this moment, the Qingyun Dojo came into being. At this moment, Sun Hao suddenly realized that at this moment, his only blood relatives in Lin Lan Town, his hometown in Nanxian County, Xia Province, looked at Qingyun Gate and died.
The monks are still cheering.
Zhizhenjun, congratulations are still in sight.
Sun Hao, on the other hand, has a feeling that he has been alone since then.
When the cultivation is successful, I look back on the past 100 years and have been completely lost.
I can’t help feeling sad in my heart. Everyone knows that immortals are good, but immortals are bitter in their hearts, from their parents to their younger siblings. When they died, Sun Haodu was far away and Wan Li could pay homage.
Qian Xiuxiao failed to perceive the death of his loved ones.
Now Xiugao really feels that Sun Hao’s heart is filled with sadness when his sister dies.
Sitting cross-legged with a heart in mind, there is always no expression. Xuanyuanhong opened his eyes at this time and gently called "Hao, are you okay?"
Sun Hao felt the greetings and comfort from XuanYuanHong immediately, and felt the sincerity and sincerity in XuanYuanHong’s heart.
Sun Hao shook his head with a slight warmth in his heart and said softly, "Xiaohong, I’m fine. Thank you for the construction of the Dojo. There is one last step for us to continue."
Xuanyuangong’s little head flew up to Corleone’s side with one foot, and stood side by side next to Corleone, holding Corleone’s palm and saying, "We fight side by side."
Sun Hao nodded slightly in a warm heart and said, "Well, let us complete the last step of Dojo construction together."
XuanYuanGong face reddish loosen Sun Hao big hands folded his chest a vertical true female sword set up her head to take up bursts of green light.
Sun Hao’s shoulder sank slightly, and his head looked at the small fire, blinking his eyes and looking at himself shrewdly. At the same time, there was a small fire in his heart. "I also fought side by side with you."
Sun Hao is warm in his heart. Although his loved ones have passed away, there are still many people around him who will never give up, but they are enough to be moved and cherished by themselves.
In my heart, I replied, "What a small fire! Let’s complete the last step of Dojo construction together."
Qingyun Dojo finished shaping, but Sun Hao still returned.
Moreover, the true female adult and the true female sword radiate green light, which means that Qingyun Dojo has not been finalized.
The monks cheered and gradually calmed down, and everyone looked at Zhong Sun Hao.
Sun Hao stood with both hands and said slowly and solemnly, "It’s just that agarwood sensed that the last and only blood in my life kissed my sister and died in Qingyun Dojo …"
Thousands of Qingyun monks and thousands of ceremonial monks are qi qi one leng.
High Sirius true gentleman also can’t help but open my eyes, Sun Hao sister is his later generations didn’t expect another later generations to give up his former.
With a sigh in my heart, Sirius Zhenjun closed his eyes again. His age in where will you go is too much. His generation of blood relatives have long forgotten what they look like. It has been too long. I hope Aquilaria sinensis is not too sad.
Xuanyuanhong was the first patriarch to react. He bowed slightly and said, "I’m sorry for your loss, Chen Xiang."
Hundreds of monks bowed down and said, "My condolences, Lord Aquilaria."
Sun Hao looked at the Qingyun Dojo with his hands on his back and said, "Yes, the deceased has gone to the past, but it is difficult to chase our monks, but we need to endure looking back for a hundred years. It is a lesson that our monks must experience. Don’t you think there is something wrong with Qingyun Dojo?"
His friar hasn’t spoken yet, and Xiaoyu Library has shouted, "It doesn’t matter. It feels good, handsome and cool. It should be real …"
Xiaoyu Feitian kicked him again and scolded, "No one treats you as dumb if you don’t talk!"
Sun Hao ignored him, but looked at the high school and opened his eyes. Sirius is the true gentleman.
Sirius Zhenjun saw Sun Hao nodded slowly and said to himself, "Just say the essence of a word."