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Lin Muchuan was very satisfied with Feng Qinglang's quick response, so he walked in, and Feng Qinglang had no choice but to close the door.

When Lin Muchuan glanced at the black crystal, surprise flashed in his eyes. This little guy seems to have just arrived on the first day, and he has earned more than 800 points. It happens to be the interface for completing the task, and it is full of "perfect" ratings , It is truly eye-catching.

Looking at Feng Qinglang again, without any arrogance, on that ordinary face with glasses, it was full of honor and humiliation, and he couldn't help but look a little higher.

Feng Qinglang explained: "Now the level is finally level one. You can take on tasks with higher scores, and accumulate points much faster." He stuffed a piece of snack into his mouth bluntly, and his voice was a little muffled.

Lin Muchuan also sat down on the desk carelessly, picked up a small orange and put it in his mouth, and asked seemingly casually, "What do you want to do in such a hurry to get points?"

"I want the meditation chapter." Feng Qinglang felt that there was no need to hide this matter.

Lin Muchuan couldn't help being stunned for a moment. For them, the meditation chapter is the most famous effect of calming the mind and building a spiritual sea. As Mingguang's No.1 chapter, he also exchanged Chapter 1 for cultivation when he was young, and then shouted that he was fooled. Perhaps for him, it just strengthened his mind a little, but the effect was really not great.

Looking at the young man in front of him, he is calm and calm, and his xinxing cultivation is obviously good, so he doesn't need to practice "Meditation Chapter".

Feng Qinglang's eyes suddenly lit up, as if she had discovered some treasure, she stared at Lin Muchuan and said, "Grandpa, you must have a place in Mingguang for being here, didn't you say you want to thank me? Or, You just give me 2000 million points."

He tried his best to smile sweetly, but on the face of this fat man with glasses, it appeared thick and treacherous.

2000 million points?Lin Muchuan was taken aback, and quickly waved his hands and said, "I don't have so many points, and the academy strictly forbids the private trading of points, this is the bottom line of the academy."

Feng Qinglang didn't give up, and said again: "Then how many points do you have? Or, if you submit an easy task, I'll pick it up. After the completion, won't the points be transferred to me?"

Lin Muchuan couldn't help but smile bitterly and said, "If it's an easy task with high reward points, someone will definitely pick it up as soon as you hang up the task center. Besides, the academy is very concerned about the task." After thousands of years of accumulation, there is already a strict prevention system for the prevention of point trading. Once you are found to be laundering points, you will be expelled immediately, and even old guys like me will probably be dismissed and kicked out."

Feng Qinglang thought about it and felt the same, but she still didn't give up, so she said again: "Then do you have the full text of "Meditation Chapter"? Show me it, okay?"

Lin Muchuan suddenly felt a bit of a headache, and said with a wry smile, "Don't say I haven't read the full text, even if I read it, teach it in private, once found out, it's not as simple as expulsion! That's a violation of the academy's rules, capital punishment! Even if you Fleeing to the ends of the earth, Ming Guang will never die with you! Because it is the "Meditation Chapter" that Ming Guang regards as the number one skill!"

Feng Qinglang fully understood that the old man in front of him was useless. He gulped down the fruit juice and commented vaguely: "So, your old man's personal thanks are really just a personal thank you."

Lin Muchuan was furious. He, the majestic chief elder of the Demon Rune School, came to say thank you to you little guy in person, and in exchange for such an evaluation, he laughed angrily again, remembering that Feng Qinglang would know his true identity in the future At that time, how sincere and fearful it was, and his demeanor of pleading guilty again and again at that time, I feel relieved when I think about it.

Unexpectedly, Feng Qinglang said again: "It seems that you are not hungry, why don't you help me with this task."

He held juice in one hand and snacks in the other. He looked really busy. Lin Muchuan was about to refuse, but remembered that he had solved his heart problems for many years, and he really had nothing in return for the time being, so he sighed and sat down in front of Hei Jing.

This is a magic pattern task, because Mingguang's vacation has just ended, this kind of magic pattern holiday task questions are very common in the task center, Lin Muchuan thought, I never thought that I would have to be a shooter again when I get old.

Such a question may be difficult for the students, but to Elder Lin, it is really nothing. He read the question once, raised his hand and quickly drew on the black crystal, but just after drawing a few strokes, Feng Qinglang next to him was dissatisfied Said: "The fourth stroke should be directed at the center. Since the task announcer hopes to use the law of the wind system, but also needs to be a little novel, naturally he should not follow the ordinary route of magic patterns."

Lin Muchuan was about to refute, but thinking about it, it seemed to be the same, so he followed Feng Qinglang's guidance to draw. Feng Qinglang pointed while eating, and a brand new magic pattern was formed.

"Well, it's fine! Explain the order of strokes." Feng Qinglang ordered as a matter of course.

Lin Muchuan wanted to vomit blood a little bit, the grand old man wants to help you now, and he has to help you write the order of strokes in the composition. If someone next to him sees it now, what an absurd picture, but he imagined that Feng Qinglang would know his identity in the future , that pitiful appearance made me feel at ease.

At this time, Feng Qinglang said again: "Your basic skills are very solid, you already have your own world of magic patterns in your writing, and there are many originalities in the details, you should have a high status in the magic pattern institute... Well, maybe it is Someone like the Dean of the Magic Pattern Academy or the Great Elder."

Lin Muchuan was startled, he didn't expect this little guy to guess his identity very well in just a few words.

But what made him continue to vomit blood was that this did not change Feng Qinglang's attitude. Feng Qinglang said calmly: "Okay, since this one is finished, let's move on to the next task."

"..."

Time passed quietly, and Lin Muchuan found that before he knew it, he and Feng Qinglang had done more than a dozen tasks together. Feng Qinglang did the tasks extremely fast, so Lin Muchuan also experienced the fastest speed in drawing magic lines in his life. Because many times, once I stop writing to think, Feng Qinglang will quickly point out how to outline the next stroke, and even clearly explain his next vague thoughts clearly.

When encountering other types of magic pattern tasks, Feng Qinglang can explain clearly in a few words, Elder Lin is a little confused for a while, who is the teacher and who is the student.

But when Lin Muchuan fell in love with this weird feeling, Feng Qinglang stopped and said happily, "Finally enough points!"

Lin Muchuan was a little bit unfinished, but Feng Qinglang pulled out the card and said with satisfaction: "You are really good, I don't know your name yet?"

Elder Lin thought about it for a while, and felt that it sounded a bit weird, like a student who performed well and finally got the teacher's approval, so he asked for his name, and he smiled wryly, "Old Fu Lin Muchuan."

"Then Grandpa Lin, I'll take my leave first!" Feng Qinglang also felt that something was wrong, and hurriedly put on the frame of the mirror, bowed slightly to say goodbye, and paid a little respect.

Elder Lin shook his head with a smile, and walked out the door with him.