Pen stop.

Drawn.

The white paper is like snow, the ink has not dried, and it seems that a divine bird spreads its wings from the painting and soars to the sky.

The painting drawn by Yang Han is the pattern of the divine bird on the mysterious gold bead. It's just that compared to the original, it's just a general outline, and it's been simplified more than ten times.

The reason why it was simplified was not that Yang Han wanted to deliberately hide his secrets from Yan Heng and Mo Tianxing.

Because of the existence of the Blood Soul Oath, Yang Han didn't have to worry about Yan Heng and Mo Tianxing revealing his biggest secret at all. Even if he drew the pattern of the divine bird completely, it would be impossible to teach it to Yan Heng and Mo Tianxing.

But first, Yang Han had to be able to draw it completely.

In fact, this is not the first time that Yang Han has drawn a pattern of a sacred bird.

As early as Xiangshuiqiao Village, Yong'an Town, when Yang Han and Yi Xiaofan were only ten years old, Yang Han tried to draw the divine bird pattern on the mysterious gold beads, and then let Yi Xiaofan visualize it.

Therefore, although Yi Xiaofan is an ordinary person, his soul power is far stronger than ordinary people.

At this moment, this simplified version of the divine bird pattern is the limit of what Yang Han can draw.

If you look a little closer, the pen and paper used for drawing will burst, as if there is a powerful rule that does not allow the complete pattern of the sacred bird to appear.

After the divine bird pattern was painted, Jiu'er kept staring at the divine bird pattern, a pair of daisy eyebrows furrowed slightly, and the star-jewel-like eyes revealed a sense of thought.

"Do you want to use a random painting as an apprenticeship?"

Mo Qianxun glanced at it, pouted and said, "Yang Han." You're a little too shabby, aren't you? Even if you take a painting as an apprenticeship, but Grandpa Yan and Grandpa, how can they be separated. Do you want them to remember it?"

Mo Qianxun hit crookedly.

Yang Han smiled, not angry at all.

He put the wolf pen in his hand on the mountain-shaped pen holder, raised his gaze, looked at Yan Heng and Mo Tianxing, and said, "Elder Yan." President Mo. You memorize the painting, and then you don't look at it, and try to visualize it in your mind. ”

Really.

Mo Qianxun shook his head.

It's just a painting, what can be magical.

Yan Heng and Mo Tianxing didn't want to dampen Yang Han's enthusiasm, so they both nodded, stepped forward together, and approached the divine bird pattern drawn by Yang Han.

After a cup of tea, Yan Heng and Mo Tianxing glanced at each other, obviously the two of them had memorized the pattern of the divine bird spreading its wings in the painting.

"Let's get started. ”

Yang Han said, his deep eyes revealing a hint of indifference.

He deeply understands the efficacy of the divine bird pattern, and Yi Xiaofan has also gained great improvement from it. He believed that as long as Yan Heng and Mo Tianxing could persevere, they would also gain great benefits from it.

Everything depends on whether Yan Heng and Mo Tianxing have perseverance and perseverance to persevere.

Hearing this, Yan Heng and Mo Tianxing closed their eyes at the same time and began to visualize the divine bird pattern in their minds.

Time passed little by little, and Yan Heng and Mo Tianxing were already completely immersed in the visualization.

Mo Qianxun looked at Yan Heng and Mo Tianxing who were motionless, shook his head and said, "Yang Han." In order to cooperate with you, Grandpa Yan and Grandpa are really fighting. ”

She thought to herself that Yan Heng and Mo Tianxing were deliberately cooperating with Yang Han, not wanting Yang Han to fall into an embarrassing situation.

Yang Han smiled and was noncommittal. No amount of talk at the moment, time will tell.

An hour passed in the blink of an eye, and a touch of fish belly white appeared in the eastern sky of the Refining Instrument Peak.

Mo Qianxun was already a little impatient to wait, and secretly said in his heart, even if Yan Heng and Mo Tianxing were acting, they didn't have to work so hard. It's probably good to pretend to be, it's been an hour, why haven't the two of them opened their eyes yet.

If you pretend to be too much, it will be counterproductive. This truth, don't Yan Heng and Mo Tianxing know.

At a certain moment, Yan Heng and Mo Tianxing opened their eyes almost at the same time. They looked at each other, and they both saw a touch of crazy excitement in each other's eyes.

Visualizing the divine bird pattern in the painting can actually enhance your soul power!

You must know that soul power is extremely important to a Divine Pattern Refiner. But Yan Heng and Mo Tianxing never knew that there was any way in the world to directly improve their soul power.

But today, they met.

Martial arts cultivation generally focuses on the martial arts true qi in the body and the improvement of the martial arts realm.

Most of the soul and physical body are imperceptibly improved with the ascension of the realm, and generally no one will go to cultivate specifically.

Relatively speaking, there are some special methods that can be cultivated and polished. And the soul has no way to start at all, even if the two want to improve their soul power, there is no way to find it.

A painting drawn by Yang Han, they imagined that it could actually improve their soul power.

This painting is a treasure for anyone.

For the Divine Pattern Refiner, it is simply a priceless treasure that cannot be found!

After contemplating it for an hour, the soul power of both of them has been improved a little. Although this ascension is like the difference between a drop of water and a glass of water to their entire soul, this is only an hour!

If you set aside an hour every day.

January.

year.

Day after day, their souls will be greatly enhanced!

The two of them acted at the beginning, just like Mo Qianxun thought, they all planned to cooperate, so as not to embarrass Yang Han, but they didn't expect that in the end, they underestimated the true value of this painting.

Yan Heng and Mo Tianxing's faces flashed with a hint of shame, they actually doubted Yang Han's ability at first.

There can never be a next time for such a thing!

The two of them secretly remembered in their hearts, looked at Yang Han, and stammered, "Master." This, this, this painting is so precious!"

Hearing this, Yang Han smiled slightly and opened his eyes.

It turned out that after Yan Heng and Mo Tianxing began to visualize, Yang Han did not waste time.

At this moment, although he could not practice martial arts in the hut, he could visualize the divine bird pattern on the mysterious gold bead and improve his soul power.

"Grandpa Yan. Grandfather. Although you have already worshipped him as a teacher, you don't need to act like this for his face. ”

Before Yang Han could speak, Mo Qianxun on the side took the lead and said, at this moment, her beautiful eyes looking at Yan Heng and Mo Tianxing were full of disbelief.

It was the first time Mo Qianxun had seen Yan Heng and Mo Tianxing tell lies, she really didn't expect the two of them to tell lies, and their faces were not red and their hearts were not beating.

It's really old!

"Chihiro, we're not acting. The value of this painting is indeed very precious!"

Mo Tianxing said, blinking at Mo Qianxun, and at the same time said to her in a secret voice: "Qianxun, you quickly worship Yang Han as a teacher." ”

He realized the benefits of the Divine Bird Pattern, and naturally wanted Mo Qianhiro to visualize the Divine Bird Pattern and enhance his soul power. Mo Qianxun is still young, if he can visualize the divine bird pattern one step earlier, the future will be even more limitless.

"Grandpa. ”

It's a pity that Mo Qianxun couldn't realize Mo Tianxing's good intentions, and shouted unhappily.

There is no need to act in this role, if she worships Yang Han as a teacher, she will be commensurate with Mo Tianxing and Yan Heng as brothers and sisters, what is the matter.

Mo Qianxun thought secretly.

"Miss Mo, let's make a bet. ”

Yang Han said with a smile.

Hearing this, Mo Qianxun immediately came to his senses and said, "What can you bet on?"

"Bet on this painting. ”

Yang Han pointed to the divine bird pattern in the painting and said, "Don't you think it's just an ordinary painting." If you're right, I'll be a coachman for you. ”

"What if you're right?"

Mo Qianxun asked, since it was a bet, it was always necessary to consider what conditions the other party had after winning.

"Do you think I can win the bet?"

"That's just as well. ”

A hint of cunning flashed in Mo Qianxun's eyes, and he looked at Yang Han and said with a smile: "Yang Han." A month's coachman, you're done!"