Han Fei has been here for two days, had two meals with this man, and built a house that took two days to complete. Now, it¡¯s raining strangely here. Finally, do I want to drink tea with you?
Han Fei just felt baffled. I don't know why, but he always feels like he has been educated.
Han Fei said nothing, walked all the way to the bluestone and sat on the stone bench.
As he looked down, he found that the tea cup contained a touch of light red tea, with some bright luster in the color.
Han Fei picked up the teacup, raised it, took a sip, and then frowned slightly. This is just an ordinary cup of tea, not something profound as I imagined.
I just listened to the person opposite blowing hot air, slowly raised his head and said: "On the way to practice, the way to cultivate the mind is extremely important. No matter how crazy you are during practice, you always need to take time to slowly realize, slowly recall, and digest The knowledge and power you once held.¡±
This time, Han Fei finally couldn't bear it anymore and couldn't help but said: "Senior, why did I come to the fourth level of Shattered Star Prison?"
The middle-aged man continued to blow hot air and gently took a sip of tea: "Didn't you come here 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 didn¡¯t even know that there was a big boss like you on the fourth floor!
Han Fei asked again: "Senior, are you teaching me?"
The middle-aged man smiled lightly and said, "You can think so."
"Why?"
Han Fei was full of curiosity. Eating eight-tailed golden carps and eating mysterious dragon horns, can ordinary people eat such high-end things?
He subconsciously looked towards the kitchen over there and said to himself: There are many kinds of creatures in the swallowed sea shell! I have never seen any of them. If he continues to eat like this, Han Fei feels that he doesn't have to worry about anything. If he is not distracted, he will be directly promoted to the peak of the peak of the angler in a month at most, and he can hit the realm of the submersible angler at any time.
Han Fei didn¡¯t believe that anyone would help him unconditionally. This is a very unreasonable thing! I originally planned to pay for my sins with merit and live here for a while to practice and study properly.
Of course, there is another plan, which is to see if there is any chance to understand the purpose of the Prison Word Order and why it appears at Liumen Starfish? Why was it given to me?
At this moment, Han Fei had a guess, but he was not so sure.
I just heard the middle-aged man smile slightly: "I'll ask you again when you are about to go out."
Although Han Fei was extremely curious, he still suppressed his restless heart. Since the other party said that he would ask when he wanted to go out, at least he could be sure that he could go out.
And, when the time comes, he will give an answer.
After drinking the tea, the middle-aged man put down the tea cup and said calmly: "Build the house today! Come with me tomorrow and draw pictures."
"ah?"
Han Fei was stunned for a moment: "Co-author, you are not writing, but drawing?"
Han Fei nodded and suddenly said: "Senior, why can it still rain here?"
The middle-aged man looked up and said slowly: "Stop!"
Han Fei: ""
In Han Fei's shocked eyes, the rain stopped. He was confused at the time: What kind of magic operation is this? You, the Dragon King, you? It rains when you say it will rain, or stops when you say it will stop?
I just heard the middle-aged man say calmly: "Occasionally a rain is needed to water the earth."
Han Fei: ""
"Gudu!"
Han Fei swallowed, yes, you are the boss, you have the final say.
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Han Fei spent a day building his small bungalow, including a bed and some basic furniture.
the next day.
While Han Fei was sleeping, he heard the sound of writing. He immediately opened his eyes, got up, and walked out of 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 middle-aged man¡¯s voice was still calm and gentle: ¡°Bring over a bluestone countertop.¡±
Hearing this, Han Fei moved a bluestone table over without saying a word. This time, Han Fei saw clearly what the middle-aged man was drawing.
What surprised Han Fei was that he was actually painting, and what he was painting at this moment was a dragon.
??The dragon is lifelike and vivid, and its eyes are lit up. The dragon's power rushes towards you, and it'sEverything inside was crushed, including the grass and the "little farm" that Han Fei spent three days building.
Han Fei was dumbfounded and stayed where he was, holding a pen in his hand. He couldn't be more stupid.
At that moment, Han Fei was about to cry but had no tears: I didn¡¯t do anything! I was obviously painting lobsters, so why did it end up like this?
However, Han Fei still clearly noticed that it was not that this force swept less than a kilometer away, but 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 have written 1245 times, and only 47 of them are truly effective formations. These formations, types Different, the effects are different, some forces conflict with each other, and some cancel each other out. There are only 13 that really work"
With that said, the middle-aged man glanced at the grassland destroyed by Han Fei and couldn't help but say: "If you want to use those formations, you must first know what these formations are? What power do they represent?"
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