The Divine Pattern is as vast as the sea of stars, and the third-order Divine Pattern Refiner may have an extremely high status to others, but Yan Heng has self-knowledge.

The deeper he touched the Divine Pattern, the more he felt small. A divine pattern that a divine pattern refiner has never seen, while other divine pattern refiners happen to have seen it, although it is unexpected, it is a reasonable thing.

"Miss Mo, anyway, if you can't repair it well, the Flying Snow Sword is just a piece of scrap copper and rotten iron, nothing to be rare. ”

Yang Han said, copying what Mo Qianxun said before.

"I don't see it, but you're quite good at learning and selling. ”

Mo Qianxun couldn't help but roll his eyes at Yang Han and said:

"How sure are you?"

After asking, Mo Qianxun stared at Yang Han with a pair of beautiful eyes, and a hint of cunning flashed in his eyes.

You must know that Yan Heng said that he is only one percent sure, and there is obviously a mystery hidden in Mo Qianxun's question.

If Yang Han answered too much, wouldn't he say in disguise that he was even more powerful than the third-order god pattern refiner Yan Heng. But if it's low, isn't it even a certainty, it can really be said that a dead horse is a live horse doctor.

Yang Han was naturally not fooled, but replied in another way: "I need a month. ”

Seeing that Yang Han was not fooled, Mo Qianxun couldn't help but feel bored for a while, threw a storage bag into Yang Han's hand, and said, "This is all the divine pattern materials needed to repair the divine pattern in the Flying Snow Sword, it will only be more, not less, you can take it." ”

"Grandpa Yan, let's go to class. ”

Mo Qianxun couldn't wait.

"Yang Han, do you want to come along?"

Yan Heng was about to leave with Mo Qianxun, when he suddenly turned to look at Yang Han and asked.

"Can I go too?"

Yang Han was pleasantly surprised and a little incredulous.

You must know that Yan Hengke is a third-order Divine Pattern Refiner, and his lectures are not something that anyone wants to listen to can listen to casually. And Yang Han just lacked an understanding of the Divine Pattern, so he naturally couldn't ask for it.

"Of course. ”

Yan Heng smiled, smiling kindly, like an old man next door.

Mo Qianxun on the side couldn't help but get excited.

She knew how difficult Yan Heng's teaching was!

Every time he finished class, Mo Qianhiro had a feeling that he was about to collapse.

However, Yan Heng's class has greatly improved her divine pattern, so even if she has to collapse for a while after every class, Mo Qianxun has never proposed to stop the class.

This time, she could finally see the collapse of others.

Hee-hee.

There's a good show to watch.

Thinking of this, Mo Qianxun secretly laughed.

Soon, the three of them came to a peaceful courtyard on the mountainside of the Refining Instrument Peak.

Yang Han and Mo Qianxun both had the four treasures of the study room in front of them, because Yang Han was in class for the first time, Yan Heng specially explained it to him.

"The purpose of this course is to make people achieve the state of dual-purpose through exercise. Holding the pen in both hands at the same time, write the same stroke, followed by the same word, at the same time. ”

Yang Han's eyes lit up suddenly, as if he had suddenly discovered the door to a new world.

Dual-mindedness can be exercised in this way!

Mo Qianxun noticed the change in Yang Han's eyes, and he laughed in his heart.

A sucker!

When she first took class, she also looked similar to Yang Han, very excited, and didn't think it was difficult, thinking that she could do it easily.

It was only after trying it that I realized how difficult it was.

"What are you waiting for, give it a try. ”

Mo Qianxun urged with a grin.

Well!

This method really needs to be tried.

Yang Han couldn't wait, Mo Qianxun urged from the side, he no longer hesitated, picked up a wolf pen in each hand, and then the two nibs fell on the white paper at the same time.

Yang Han was about to use the pen to write, but Yan Heng said: "Yang Han, at the beginning, it was still stroke by stroke, step by step, and then ...... Poof!"

Blue.

Lan.

Learn.

Prefecture.

Yang Han was excited for a moment and didn't notice Yan Heng's words. After a moment, he put down his pen, and before he could raise his head, he suddenly realized that something was wrong with the atmosphere in the hut.

There was no sound in my ears, and I could hear a needle drop in the hut.

What's going on?

Yang Han raised his head and looked at Yan Heng and Mo Qianxun.

Both of them were dumbfounded.

After a while, Yan Heng Mu blinked, and he was the first to wake up from the shock, his eyes staring at Yang Han tightly, as if looking at a piece of peerless jade.

Mo Qianxun trembled, and also woke up from the shock.

She glanced at Yang Han, with a hint of unconvincing in her eyes, and said, "This is actually the simplest, now you have to write different words with your left and right hands." Let's get started. ”

Yang Han's eyes lit up again, and he immediately buried his head in writing again.

Canglan University.

Divine Pattern Refiner.

After a moment, Yang Han put down his pen again. This time the cabin was quieter, and not even the slightest breathing could be heard.

Yan Heng's two eyes that stared at Yang Han had already begun to glow.

Mo Qianxun stared at the eight words that Yang Han wrote at the same time, his beautiful eyes widened into a pair of beautiful quail eggs, and his cherry mouth opened into an oh shape.

"It's easy. Now you write whatever I say. ”

Mo Qianxun thought for a moment and said.

"Okay. Come on. ”

Yang Han thought it was quite interesting, holding a pen in each hand, and the tip of the pen fell on the white paper, looking like he was ready to fight.

"Xiongzhou fog column, Tengjiao rises phoenix ......"

Mo Qianxun recited a poem, the poem was very long, at first she read it slowly, and then the more she read it, the faster it became. I saw that Yang Han's two hands also followed the faster and faster he wrote, and in the end, the pen walked away from the dragon and snake, and the phoenix rose from the phoenix.

A long poem was read almost in one breath, and Mo Qianxun gasped, sweat on his pale forehead. It was only when she saw the two identical excerpts of the Psalms in front of her that she couldn't help but be dumbfounded.

After a long time, Mo Qianxun took a deep breath to calm herself down from the shock and asked, "You, you, you, have you practiced before?"

"No, it's the first time I've played this. ”

Yang Han thought about it with two wolf pens in his hand, and said seriously. He has always patronized the cultivation foundation of condensation and polishing the flesh, how can he have spare time to dance and write.

Play?

It's a hard course, okay!

Hearing this, Mo Qianxun collapsed incomparably, she originally wanted to see Yang Han make a fool of herself, but Yang Han's performance far exceeded her expectations.

It can even be described as perfect.

Carefully observing the excerpts of the two poems written by Yang Han, at such a fast speed, every word on it is almost identical.

Mo Qianxun suddenly thought of something, and hurriedly said: "Yang Han, my name is Mo Qianxun, my grandfather's name is Mo Tianxing, he is the president of the Star and Moon Guild of Tianyun City, a third-order God Pattern Refiner Master! Yang Han, today I will accept apprentices on his behalf, do you want to worship my grandfather and become the personal disciple of the president of the Star and Moon Guild?"

"Nonsense!"