Chapter 817 (1/2)

Han Fei is embarrassed at the moment.

What array? The problem is: I can't understand the Canghai book!

Although he can use the array lines in the book, he doesn't know what lines correspond to what array.

Han Fei asked, ”can a single line form an array?”

The middle-aged man smiled and said, ”yes, but you need to analyze the formation structure in this single line.”

”Ah? Isn't that just a line? ”

The middle-aged man shook his head slightly: ”a little aura, is it a little aura?”

”Er!”

Han Fei choked for a moment: it seems that it's not. A little aura can be disassembled

Dismantling?

Suddenly, Han Fei exclaimed, ”disassemble?”

The middle-aged man nodded: ”savvy, not bad!”

Han Fei's heart suddenly beat: if so, if you can really read the book of the sea, doesn't that mean you are going to have thousands of arrays? At the same time, can you learn the secret of array combination?

So, dismantling is the key.

Only by understanding every line and array can we make these lines for our own use.

But then came the question: how to disassemble it?

Han Fei looked at the middle-aged man again, as if asking.

The middle-aged man said lightly, ”first, you should get the ground and the bluestone platform well.”

Han Fei: ”...”

……

As a spirit gatherer, it's so easy to restore the grassland. But in a hundred minutes, the grass grows well again.

Qingshitai is simpler. Han Fei ran to the woodland and moved a few stones casually. In a moment, several square bluestone platforms are ready.

As for the small house, which he had built for one night, Han Fei scratched his head and had to rebuild it.

Only this time, Han Fei no longer wanted to build a small house. He built his old house directly, which took three hours. If it wasn't for the middle-aged people to be very picky about the construction technology and details, Han Fei would not even need half an hour, or even a breath of incense time, to make it.

After all this, Han Fei ran to the qingshitai again.

This time, he found that lobster picture, and appeared on the stone platform, still let himself copy lobster!

Only, this time, Han Fei stood for a long time, he did not write.

The first way of writing is totally wrong. It can only outline the form.

The second way to start a pen, which is even more wrong, is to use it blindly.

This makes Han Fei wonder: what is right?

At this station, it's time for dinner.

Reminded by the middle-aged, Han Fei immediately rolled over to cook.

One day.

Two days.

Three days.

Han Fei stood for three days in a row, but did not move a stroke.

At this moment, it's time to go to bed. The middle-aged man has gone back to his room.

Han Fei was lying on his own bed with mixed thoughts in his mind.

”Draw lobster? Why draw lobster? What's special about lobster? Line, disassembly, array, figure... ”

Suddenly, Han Fei suddenly sat up and said, ”what's the purpose of lobster painting?”

Han Fei took a breath: this middle-aged man let himself draw lobster, it must have something to do with the array.

However, he said that the essence of array is the dismantling of lines.

So, it's not a lobster, it's a line.

Han Fei suddenly realized that he could not care much about it, so he had to get up immediately.

Suddenly, I heard a long sound: ”nourishing your heart. When it's time to sleep, you need to sleep.”

Han Fei's action is stiff: forget it, don't worry for a while. Let's wait for tomorrow morning!

Han Fei is not sleepy at all. He is more and more curious about the identity of the middle-aged man. Is this array more accomplished than old Jiang? When Mr. Jiang taught himself, he was talking about how to draw a array, or how to draw a array quickly.

But this middle-aged man is teaching himself the essence of array, which is totally two educational concepts.

What's more, why should this middle-aged man teach himself such a secret and profound thing?

Han Fei couldn't help falling asleep in his reverie.

In the morning of the next day, when the pen sounds in his ears, Han Fei ”whooshed” and jumped out of bed.