Lin Muchuan was very satisfied with Feng Qinglang's quick reaction and walked in straight away. Feng Qinglang had no choice but to close the door.

When Lin Muchuan's eyes flashed over the black crystal, surprise flashed in his eyes. It seemed that this little guy had just arrived on the first day and had scored more than 800 points. The interface on it happened to be completing the task, all with "perfect" level evaluations, which were very eye-catching.

Looking at Feng Qinglang again, there was no pride. The ordinary face with glasses was full of honor and disgrace. Yun Danfeng Qing couldn't help but look at it one step further.

Feng Qinglang explained: "Now the level is finally level one, and you can take on some tasks with higher scores, and the points accumulated much faster." He stuffed a piece of snack into his mouth without hesitation, and his voice was a little vague.

Lin Muchuan also sat on the desk casually, picked up a small orange and put it in his mouth, and asked casually: "What do you want to do if you are so anxious to get points?"

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

Lin Muchuan couldn't help but be stunned. For them, the most famous effect of the Jingxin Chapter is to calm the mind and build the spiritual sea. As the first chapter of Mingguang, he also exchanged for the first chapter to practice when he was young, and then shouted that he was deceived. Perhaps for him, it only strengthened his mind a little, but the effect was really not great.

Looking at the young man in front of him, he was calm and calm, and his mind was obviously good, so he didn't need to practice "Meditative Mind".

Feng Qinglang's eyes suddenly lit up, as if he had discovered some treasure. He stared at Lin Muchuan and said, "Grandpa, if you can appear here, you must have a good status in Mingguang. Didn't you say you want to thank me? Otherwise, you can give me one or two million points."

He tried his best to smile sweetly, but on the face of the fat man in glasses, he showed a strong treacherous look.

Ten or 20 million points? Lin Muchuan was startled and waved his hand quickly, saying, "I don't have that many points, and the academy strictly prohibits private transactions from points. This is the bottom line of the academy."

Feng Qinglang did not give up and said, "How many points do you have? Otherwise, you can get an easy task and I will take it. After completing it, you will transfer the points to me?"

There is no concealment of greed, which made Lin Muchuan smile bitterly: "If it is an easy task, the reward points are very high, and as soon as I was put on the task center, I would definitely be taken away by someone else. Moreover, the academy has already had a strict prevention system for points trading after a thousand years of accumulation. Once you find that you have a scam, you will be expelled from the school immediately. Even old guys like me may be removed from their posts and will be swept out of the house."

Feng Qinglang thought to himself and felt that this was the case, but he still didn't give up, so he said, "So do you have the full text of "Jingxin Chapter"? Show me if it's okay?"

Lin Muchuan suddenly felt a little headache and smiled bitterly: "Don't say I haven't read the full text. Even if I have read it, I'll teach it privately. Once I find out, it's not as simple as expulsion! That's a crime of death in the academy! Even if you escape to the ends of the earth, Mingguang will never die! Because it is the "Mingxin Chapter" that Mingguang regards as the first unique skill!"

Feng Qinglang fully understood that the old man in front of him was useless. He sipped the juice in big gulps and commented vaguely: "So, your old man thanked him in person, and he really said thank you in person."

Lin Muchuan was furious at this. He was the elder of the Demon Pattern Academy and came to say thank you in person. He actually received such an evaluation. Then, he laughed in anger. He remembered how nervous and trepidated Feng Qinglang would be when he knew his true identity in the future. Then he felt comfortable when he thought about it.

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

He was really busy with juice in one hand and snacks in the other. Lin Muchuan was about to refuse, but remembered that it was someone who had solved his long-term illness and he had no reward for the time being, so he had to sigh and sit down in front of the black crystal.

This is a magic pattern mission, because Mingguang's holiday has just ended, and this type of magic pattern holiday mission question is very common in the mission center. Lin Muchuan thought to himself, I didn't expect that I would have to be a gunman when I was old.

Such a question may be difficult for the students, but it is really nothing for Elder Lin. He read the question and raised his hand to quickly draw on the black crystal. However, after drawing a few strokes, Feng Qinglang next to him said dissatisfied: "The fourth stroke should point directly to the center. Since the mission promising person hopes to be the law of the wind system and has to be a little novel, naturally, don't take the ordinary magic pattern route again."

Lin Muchuan was about to refute, but thought about it, it seemed that the same was true, so he followed Feng Qinglang's guidance to draw. Feng Qinglang pointed and pointed at the same time while eating, and a brand new magic pattern took shape.

"Well, that's OK! Explain the stroke order." Feng Qinglang gave his order as a matter of course.

Lin Muchuan wanted to vomit blood a little. I am a great elder. Now I have to help you with the order of composition and strokes. If someone sees it now, what an absurd picture would be. But when he fantasizes that Feng Qinglang knows his identity in the future, his pitiful appearance will feel relieved.

At this time, Feng Qinglang said again: "You have a solid foundation. You already have your own magic pattern world. There are many unique details in details. You should have a high status in the Magic Pattern Academy... Well, maybe you are a person like the director or the elder of the Magic Pattern Academy."

Lin Muchuan was shocked. Unexpectedly, this little guy guessed his identity 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 picture is completed, let's continue with the next task."

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Time passed quietly, and Lin Muchuan found that before he knew it, he had already done more than a dozen tasks with Feng Qinglang. Feng Qinglang was doing tasks very fast, so Lin Muchuan also experienced the fastest speed of outlining magic patterns in his life, because many times, once he stopped thinking, Feng Qinglang would quickly point out how to outline the next stroke, and even clearly explained his next vague thinking clearly.

When encountering other types of magic pattern tasks, Feng Qinglang could also explain it clearly in a few words. Elder Lin was a little confused for a moment, and who was the teacher and who was the student.

But when Lin Muchuan fell in love with this weird feeling, Feng Qinglang stopped and said happily: "It's finally enough!"

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

Elder Lin thought about it for a while and thought it sounded a bit weird. It seemed like a good student who had finally received recognition from the teacher. So he asked for his name specifically, and he smiled bitterly: "Old husband Lin Muchuan."

"Then Grandpa Lin, I'll say goodbye first!" Feng Qinglang also felt something was wrong, so he hurriedly pressed the frame, bowed slightly to say goodbye, and paid a little respect.

Elder Lin shook his head with a smile and accompanied him out the door.
Chapter completed!