In the corner, Chu Tiance's eyes were slightly closed, and his mind kept recalling Quan Xiuqi's technique.

Fusion of the Divine Pattern is not a matter of drawing the two Divine Patterns completely and then fusing them.

Instead, starting from the first stroke of drawing the first divine pattern, until all the divine patterns are fused, the whole process seems to be the fusion of two divine patterns, but in fact, it is the drawing of a complete divine pattern. These two basic patterns used to fuse are not so much two patterns as two parts of a pattern, just like a landscape painting, starting from the brush, the structure of the whole painting has long been in the artist's chest.

The landscape pavilions seem to be sparse and dense, high and low, but in fact, they are integrated and connotated.

Chu Tiance's wrist trembled slightly, and a little bit of spiritual light continued to flow from his fingertips, and then quietly annihilated.

The Divine Pattern Narrative is about the basic Divine Pattern, and the means of fusing the Divine Pattern is not recorded in it.

In fact, it is not entirely that the god tattoo master has reservations, and is unwilling to leave pen and ink in the scroll and pass it on to future generations.

But the fusion of the divine pattern is extremely exquisite, and the people who read the divine pattern are often newcomers who have not yet started, and it is impossible to realize the true meaning and rhyme of it just by relying on words, but it is possible to forcibly participate in it and embark on the wrong path. Waiting until you leave a deep impression of mistakes, and then want to revise it, it is extremely difficult, and it is even very likely that Handan is a toddler and a failure.

Feeling the fiery gaze in everyone's eyes, a faint smile flashed in Quan Xiuqi's eyes.

"I'll show you again, this time, I'll slow down as much as I can, and you watch carefully. ”

Quan Xiuqi got up suddenly, his expression gradually became solemn, and he was not at all as chic and free as before.

Holding the black spirit pen in his right hand, as if he was trying to save a thousand pounds, the temperature of the entire cave slowly increased, and a red flame divine pattern gradually condensed. At this time, Quan Xiuqi is obviously extremely slow, and the pen is almost like a turtle crawling, inch by inch, but a trace of smart and free rhyme has not been cut at all.

"This Quan Xiuqi teacher, I'm afraid that the divine tattoo has really reached the limit of the lower grade of the Xuan Rank. ”

Chu Tiance's eyebrows furrowed, and a trace of obvious admiration and admiration rose in his eyes.

It is not easy to go from slow to fast, but it is even more difficult to go from fast to slow without affecting the smooth flow of the clouds.

In just a moment, Quan Xiuqi was already sweating on his forehead, and his wrist sank slightly, and the black aura slowly flowed.

The power god pattern was already thick and deep, and at this time, it deliberately slowed down, and it was even heavier to the extreme.

Quan Xiuqi is not only a god pattern master at the peak of the Xuan Rank, but also a martial artist at the limit of the Xuan Dan Realm.

However, at this time, the heavy power continued to flow, and Quan Xiuqi's arm gradually began to tremble, and he could barely hold the spirit pen.

After a full quarter of an hour, Quan Xiuqi's wrist swiped abruptly, and the spirit pen outlined the last stroke, and the deep divine pattern finally condensed.

Sweating profusely, Quan Xiuqi sat directly on the ground, took a deep breath, and worked for thirty-six weeks before his breath gradually calmed down.

"If you think about it, if you can fuse the two Divine Patterns perfectly, it can be regarded as a crucial step on the road to the Divine Pattern Master. ”

Only if you can draw the lower grade god pattern can you really be regarded as a god pattern master.

Prior to this, they were generally referred to as "Divine Tattoo Apprentices" or "Quasi-Divine Tattoo Masters".

Of course, this is the name of the Divine Tattoo Master, for ordinary martial artists, even if they are apprentices of the Divine Tattoo who have not been promoted to the lower grade of the Xuan Rank, their status is also extraordinary, unless the realm advantage is great, otherwise the word "apprentice" cannot be said in any case.

Chu Tiance's eyes were slightly closed, and there was a faint trace of flame leaping in the depths of his left eye, all kinds of subtleties were constantly flashing in his mind.

In the crowd, Shang Gao and Jia Yang looked at Chu Tiance from afar, and immediately glanced at each other, and at the same time saw a light smile in each other's eyes.

"I'm afraid this kid is already confused, just pretending to be thinking. ”

"Fusion of the Divine Pattern, even the Spirit Pen can't see the good or bad, and he actually wants to fuse the Divine Pattern?"

Jing Xinghua, who was sitting in front of him, heard this, his eyes seemed to sweep over Chu Tiance intentionally and unintentionally, and he happened to see Chu Tiance take out the spirit pen, the silver light slowly stirred, Jing Xinghua's eyes suddenly burst out with a touch of fine light, and deep shock was mixed with strong jealousy, and instantly surged.

"This is a real spirit pen! This kid actually has a real spirit pen!"

Jing Xinghua roared in his heart, and he almost wanted to rush forward immediately and directly snatch the True Spirit Pen away.

A high-quality spirit pen is not only the icing on the cake for the god tattoo master, but also a charcoal in the snow in many cases.

With Jing Xinghua's gaze, almost everyone turned their gaze to Chu Tiance.

However, in the next moment, countless eyes full of surprise and ridicule, mixed with undisguised ridicule, converged in an instant.

Chu Tiance's eyes were slightly closed, and the true spirit pen was gently outlined, not only did it not have too much sense of smoothness, but it was even a little messy and sluggish.

"This kid doesn't know how to use a spirit pen at all, and he doesn't even have the right posture to hold the pen!"

"I can afford to buy a true spirit pen, but I can't even use a spirit pen, when did this kind of brain wreck come to the Valley of God Tattoos?"

"It is estimated that he is a gentleman with a bad brain, and he has nowhere to spend his money, and he will leave the Valley of the Divine Pattern by himself in ten and a half days at most. ”

"Damn, the true spirit pen fell into the hands of this kid, it is really a pearl covered in dust!"

Jing Xinghua roared in his heart, the flames under his eyes were blazing, jealousy and greed almost burned his heart.

For a while, even the divine pattern that Quan Xiuqi had worked so hard to draw, Jing Xinghua didn't have the heart to comprehend and reflect.

On the high platform, Quan Xiuqi's gaze swept over the group of Divine Pattern apprentices, but there was a faint trace of disappointment in his eyes.

On the contrary, when he looked at Chu Tiance from afar, a faint smile rose at the corner of his mouth, and he suddenly raised his voice: "Boy, holding the spirit pen, there are no certain rules, just seek the true yuan to be accessible and the charm is wonderful, you don't have to deliberately learn or deliberately correct." ”

When Chu Tiance heard this, his eyes suddenly opened, and a trace of enlightenment rose from the bottom of his eyes.

The next moment, the fingertips slid slightly, and the True Spirit Pen adjusted slightly to an extremely subtle angle.

In a trance, a trace of the sword seemed to flash away, but in the next moment, this sword light completely dissipated into nothingness.

It's just that the true spirit pen is in Chu Tiance's hands, but there is no longer the slightest sluggishness and rigidity, but it suddenly raises a calm determination.

Holding a pen like a sword, calm but sharp, deep and heavy, but indomitable.

The two strange rhymes blended perfectly on Chu Tiance's body, and the next moment, Zhenyuan paid attention, and the true spirit pen suddenly burst out with a spiritual light.

On the stone platform, Jing Xinghua's eyes suddenly flashed with a trace of surprise, which immediately turned into a touch of rich joy and appreciation, and whispered to himself: "This is the spiritual rhyme of holding the pen...... This grip of the pen alone is enough to reflect this kid's talent, if it is carefully cultivated, at most seven or eight months, or even three or five months, can complete the fusion of this divine pattern. ”

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