Chapter 5 – Reading and Viewing Patterns

Xu Yan is a genius, there is no doubt about it. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

If it weren't for that, he wouldn't have become the number one forging master in the continent in his previous life.

In addition to his talent for forging it, his observation and memory are all first-class. He's not a genius to be reckoned with, he's a genius of hard work, to be precise. For what he is interested in or determined about, he will abandon everything in the world and devote himself to it.

In the past year, in order to conquer the big monster of "books", Xu Yan has not been to his own studio for a full year.

The only thing he didn't forget, besides eating and sleeping, was the exercise of exercising. After a year of non-stop practice, he also managed to extend the time of intense exercise by two minutes.

On this day, Xu Yan finished reading a copy of [Quanqing Palace Architect - Biography of Weier], and he revealed a ******?

He took a closer look around him.

The whole room is centered around the dining table, which is almost entirely filled with books.

The floor is covered with books, and even some shoe prints can be seen. These shoes are printed with large and small, the big one is Xu Tian, and the small one is naturally Xu Yan himself. Every time Xu Yan finished reading a book, he casually threw the book on the ground and threw it away like garbage. And the unread books are still at the dinner table.

Every day, Xu Tian conjured up a bunch of books and put them on the dining table for him to read, like a never-ending homework.

But Xu Yan's patience is naturally far from being very human, and he persisted for a whole year for such a boring and mundane thing.

During this year, in addition to exercising, eating and sleeping, the only thing I did was to read.

And when he found that there were no new books on the dinner table, he suddenly felt like he had lost his goal.

He didn't believe in evil, and took out one book after another from his feet.

This is a travel book that talks about a forbidden place in the south and the name of the fantasy world, and I have read it.

[Exploration at the end of the Red River]? is an exploration of the gloomy place at the end of the Red River in the north, and I have also seen it.

[Legend of the Tattooed God], oh. This is an ancient legend that countless years ago, there was no tattoo in heaven and earth, and it was a god who came down and passed on the tattoo to the world...... I've seen it too.

Really read it all?

"You don't need to look for it, you've read it all. Xu Tian's voice came. I don't know when, Xu Tian sat opposite Xu Yan. He held a stack of papers in his hand: "This is the last one. 」

"That night, I kept it all in my mind and burned it. It must not be seen by anyone. 」

"Pack your things tomorrow morning, you have somewhere to go. 」

Putting the stack of paper on the table, Xu Tian turned around and left.

During this year, Xu Tian constantly observed Xu Yan. At first, Xu Tian was also puzzled by Xu Yan. It's not how fast Xu Yan sees it, but how long Xu Yan watches. It's not at all like the reaction of a child who is disgusted with books. even made Xu Tian wonder "Is this kid entertaining himself", so Xu Tian would pull out the books Xu Yan had read in the first two months, and then ask questions to test him.

After asking questions for two months without answering any questions incorrectly, Xu Tian did not test him again.

In the past year, he didn't know how many times he sighed to Yuechang, and said with worry and pride: He really deserves to be our son......

Worry is worried about the future of your son, and you are proud of your son, who is likely to be even more talented than his wife.

............

Xu Yan curiously reached out to the stack of papers in front of him, just as he reached out to the scroll or book this year.

When his eyes looked at the first drawing, he couldn't take his eyes off it.

What catches your eye is a pattern.

The ink on the paper had not yet dried, and it was clear that some of them had only just been painted.

Cold snow streaks.

At the top of the drawing, the name of the tattoo is written.

Golden horn pattern, ascension pattern, spiral pattern, wind and fire pattern......

Xu Yan was hungry and thirsty, constantly looking at the drawings in front of him. He was very intelligent and did not force himself to understand. This was because his head was already dizzy when he saw the third wind-assisted fire pattern. So the method he is adopting now is exactly the same as the way he reads thousands of books—hard memorization.

He didn't understand, comprehend, or savor the changes in it, but like an endorsement, he stubbornly remembered one after another in front of him in his mind. He knew he only had one night. In addition to having the memories and experiences of his previous life, the greatest advantage of being a human being in two lives is the strength of his spirit. Although the physical body has been reincarnated, its soul-based spirit has not weakened as a result, as if it had been based on the previous life.

Once as the first forger, Xu Yan also needed to engrave the magic circle on the weapon, so he was no stranger to the existence of similar patterns like the magic circle, and he had never been dizzy. But just by seeing the third pattern, he began to faint.

On the way to rote memorization, Xu Yan faintly felt that the drawings in his hand were not trivial.

He knew best that just like the drawings and ideas of the blacksmith for weapons, they were the priceless treasures of every blacksmith. Most of the weapons that can really be widely circulated are popular and not powerful enough. And the production drawings of those real divine weapons will not be discovered, and they are always collected in the treasure trove by some big forces and tightly hidden.

Maybe the drawings in front of you are a treasure trove.

The ink is not dry......

Does this mean that these drawings were all drawn by Xu Tian?

Xu...... Who is his father?

............

The next day, Xu Yan opened his eyes, only to find that it was still dark.

"Up?" was still the voice coming from the stoveside.

Xu Tian held a bowl of hot soup: "Drink it first. 」

Xu Yan answered, got up and drank. A mouthful of hot soup is my favorite fish soup. He only felt that his body was warm and uncomfortable, and he couldn't help but cry out, "Ah, saved. How long have I been asleep, and why is it still dark?"

"You've been in a coma for a day and a night. 」

"Huh?" Xu Yan squirted out the soup in one gulp: "One day and one night?"

Xu Tian frowned, and looked at the soup that was splashed on the ground distressedly: "Don't waste it. 」

Xu Yan ignored it and looked around: "What about the drawings? 」

Huh?

Still?

Seeing that Xu Tian was not distressed by those precious drawings, but some ordinary soup was extremely painful, he almost grabbed Xu Tian's collar without hatred: "I haven't finished reading it yet!"

"Which one you see, which one is the limit of what you can accept now. To be honest, I didn't expect you to go that far. I'll see the rest later, it's all in my head anyway. I can draw it whenever I want. So you'd better be polite to me from today. Xu Tian said leisurely, he is now also beginning to learn how to get along with the ghost spirit in front of him.

It's useless to look like a loving father, this guy is a typical unprofitable and unprofitable. Didn't you see that he scoffed at it after two years of study, but after hearing that it was at the cost of the tattoo master, he read the book for a whole year?

In this regard, Xu Tiandu felt speechless, how could he give birth to such a strange child?