Chapter 816

Han Fei has been here for two days now, had two meals with this man, and built a house that hadn't been built in two days. Now, it's raining strangely here, and in the end, I want to drink tea with you?

Han Fei just felt baffled. For some reason, he always felt educated.

Han Fei didn't speak, walked all the way to the bluestone and sat on the stone bench.

As he looked down, he found that the teacup contained a touch of light red tea, with some bright luster in the color.

Han Fei picked up the teacup, lifted it up, took a sip, and frowned slightly. This is a cup of ordinary tea, not something profound in my imagination.

He only heard the person on the opposite side blowing hot air, and slowly raised his head and said: "In the journey of cultivation, the way of cultivating the mind is extremely important. No matter how crazy you are when practicing, you always need to take time to understand, recall and digest slowly. The knowledge and power once mastered."

This time, Han Fei finally couldn't bear it any longer, and said, "Senior, why did I come to the fourth floor of the Broken Star Prison?"

The middle-aged man continued to take a breath of hot air, took a sip of tea and said, "Didn't you come by yourself?"

Han Feixin said: I never thought I would come to the fourth floor!

I don't know, the fourth floor is like this!

I don't even know that there is such a big boss like you in the fourth floor!

Han Fei asked again: "Senior, are you teaching me?"

The middle-aged man smiled slightly: "You can think so too."

"Why?"

Han Fei was full of curiosity. Eating eight-tailed golden carps, eating dragon horns, can ordinary people eat such tall things?

He subconsciously looked at the kitchen over there, and said to himself: There are still several creatures in Tun Haibei! I have never seen the same. If he continued to eat like this, Han Fei felt that he didn't have to worry about anything else. If he had no distractions, he would be directly promoted to the peak of the fisherman's peak in a month at most, and he could hit the level of the diver's fisherman at any time.

Han Fei didn't believe that someone would help him unconditionally. This is a very unreasonable thing! I originally planned to use merit to pay for my crimes, and by the way, I will live here for a period of time to practice and study properly.

Of course, there is another layer of intention, just to see if there is a chance to learn about the purpose of the prison word... and why it appears in the six-door starfish? Why was it given to me by myself?

At this moment, Han Fei had a guess, but he was not so sure.

The middle-aged man smiled slightly: "I'll ask you when you're about to go out."

Although Han Fei was curious, he still suppressed his restless heart. Since the other party said, let him ask when he wants to go out, at least he can be sure that he can go out.

And, when the time comes, he will give an answer.

After drinking the tea, the middle-aged man put down the teacup and said calmly, "Build the house today! Come with me tomorrow and draw pictures."

"ah?"

Han Fei was stunned for a moment: You are not writing, but drawing pictures?

Han Fei nodded, and suddenly said, "Senior, why is it still raining here?"

The middle-aged man looked up and said slowly: "Stop!"

Han Fei: "..."

Under Han Fei's shocked gaze, the rain stopped. He was dumbfounded at the time: What kind of crazy operation is this? You Dragon King, you? If it rains, it will rain, and if it stops, will it stop?

Only the middle-aged man said lightly: "Occasionally, it needs a rain to water the earth."

Han Fei: "..."

"Google!"

Han Fei swallowed, well, you are the boss, you have the final say.

...

It took Han Fei a day to build his small bungalow, including the bed in the house and some basic furniture.

the next day.

Han Fei was asleep, and when he heard the sound of writing, he opened his eyes immediately, got up, and walked out the door.

Sure enough, Han Fei found that the middle-aged man was already standing in front of the bluestone and began to write.

The voice of the middle-aged man was still calm: "Bring a bluestone table over here."

When Han Fei heard the words, he moved a bluestone platform over without saying a word. This time, Han Fei finally saw what the middle-aged man was drawing.

What surprised Han Fei was that he was really drawing, and what he was drawing at this moment was a dragon.

The dragon is lifelike, vivid, and has eyeballs on it, and the dragon's power rushes towards his face, as if a real dragon was sealed on the fish skin by him.

Every time the middle-aged man puts down a pen, it is a line. Han Fei could even see a faint golden light flashing across the line. The moment the pen fell, the moment the line appeared, the line seemed to come alive, as if he was a part of Jiaolong.

I saw the middle-aged man make a big deal, then put it away, and waved his hand lightly. A pen, fish skin, and a lobster picture appeared on Han Fei's bluestone platform.

The middle-aged man said lightly: "Start by copying."

Han Fei took a breath and picked up his pen.

In the world of practitioners, if you want to draw, you can't use the sketching method to describe it at all. Whether it is the senses, or the details of the pen, or the control of the mind, the control of power, you can easily draw a lifelike lobster.

Han Fei had a serious expression, and a very faint aura emerged from the tip of the pen. Copying the picture of the lobster, Han Fei suddenly realized that he had made a mistake when he made the first stroke.

With just one stroke, one line, he felt that there was a huge gap between his aura line and the line on that lobster, without charm.

Han Fei froze here, and after a quarter of an hour, the middle-aged man said: "Finish the painting first."

Ever since, a strange scene appeared on the fourth floor of the Broken Star Prison. The two stood in front of the stone platform and drew pictures. If Zhang Teng came in, he would be so shocked that he didn't know what to say.

More than half of Han Fei's lobster has been copied, and the body has been drawn.

Suddenly, Han Fei let out a "huh".

He glanced at the middle-aged man, and then at the lobster picture in front of him, as if a kind of power emerged from the fish skin.

"Hiss! Array diagram?"

Han Fei finally came to his senses: What the hell is painting? This lobster turned out to be a formation.

Because, Han Fei thought of "The Book of Canghai", the huge map that he had never had time to practice.

In the "Book of Cang Hai", every line is almost equivalent to a formation. Of course he doesn't know, what array does each line correspond to? However, he knew that after the lines were combined, it was a formation.

line, array...

line, array...

Han Fei murmured: "A line itself is also an array, and multiple lines are multiple arrays. Then drawing a picture with lines is to create a complex serial array."

"hiss!"

After figuring this out, Han Fei felt overwhelmed: he seemed to have learned the essence of some awesome array...

"Calm down."

The middle-aged man reminded lightly. Han Fei immediately came back to his senses and insisted on drawing a lobster in the original way. This whole process took two hours.

After drawing a whole lobster, Han Fei suddenly saw a phantom of a palm-sized crayfish emerge. It only exists for a breath of time, and then it is annihilated.

Han Fei couldn't hold back any longer, and immediately asked, "Senior, what's the matter?"

The middle-aged man still didn't raise his head, but said lightly, "It means that the painting is relatively poor, so draw another one."

Han Fei was at a loss, but he was terrified in his heart: I'm about to become a magic pen Ma Liang, what's worse?

Han Fei thought to himself, I can draw a lobster at my level. The one next to him, the dragon in the picture, what will happen if he draws it? Is it really possible to draw a dragon?

Han Fei didn't ask much. Just right, I made a wrong drawing before, so I will try again.

This time, "Book of Cang Hai" appeared in Han Fei's mind. He intends to try with the lines of the Cang Hai Shu to see what he can draw in the end?

When Han Fei started to write again, he used a line from the Canghai Book. As soon as the stroke was finished, the middle-aged man next to him suddenly raised his head and glanced at Han Fei.

Han Fei straightened up immediately: "Isn't it right?"

The middle-aged man smiled slightly: "You continue."

Han Fei didn't think much, and wrote again. This time, he drew it completely according to the lines in the Cang Hai book. It only took an hour for a lobster to leap over the fish skin.

When the last stroke was finished, suddenly, a violent force emerged out of thin air.

It seems that there are strong winds, thunderstorms, tsunami waves, golden swords, and vertical and horizontal swords...

Anyway, the lobster didn't come out, and the terrifying force suddenly swept outward.

"Crack!"

"Boom!"

In just an instant, the bluestone platform in front of Han Fei shattered into powder. Except for the middle-aged man's stone platform and his house, everything within a kilometer was crushed, including the grass and the "little field" that Han Feina spent three days building.

Han Fei was dumbfounded, and stayed where he was, holding a pen in his hand, looking stupid.

At that moment, Han Fei wanted to cry but had no tears: I didn't do anything! I was clearly drawing a lobster, how could it be like this?

However, Han Fei clearly noticed that it wasn't that this force could not reach a kilometer away, but that it was controlled within a kilometer by an invisible force.

The middle-aged man slowly put down the pen in his hand and glanced at Han Fei: "Each line represents a formation, but formations are not used indiscriminately. You write 1245 strokes, of which there are only 47 effective formations. These formations, types Different, different effects, some forces conflict, some cancel each other out. There are only 13 that really work..."

As he said that, the middle-aged man glanced at the grass that Han Fei had destroyed, and couldn't help but say again: "If you want to use those formations, you must first know what these formations are and what power do they represent?"

The third update... Asking for a ticket... It's the third update... The monthly ticket plus the change will be issued together at the end of the month... Hmm... It's not right, it's not right...