Chapter 8: Swordsman

Lin Linxuan's mission was nothing else, he was familiar with repairing swords. This is a four-level mission, repairing three long swords, a total of thirty contribution points, plus twenty lower-grade spirit stones.
The fourth-level task is relatively difficult outside, plus this task must be repaired with three swords together to get points, so no one has picked it up for a long time, which is exactly cheap Lin Xuan.
When Dang Lin Xuan took the task card to register, the registered disciples glanced at him in surprise and reminded: "You can see clearly, only by repairing three long swords can you make a contribution, not one less."
"If the repair is broken, you have to pay for it. You have to think clearly." The registered disciples did not believe that Lin Xuan could repair it. This task has been here for a long time.
Lin Xuan nodded, understanding.
The registered disciple was not in words, but took out three slightly narrow swords and handed them to Lin Xuan.
"You can take it back, but it can also be done here," said the disciple.
Lin Linxuan glanced briefly and found that it was a bit complicated. He asked, "Brother, I don't know if there is any similar task to repair weapons."
"You fix these first," the registered disciple said, "do something down to earth!"
Lin Linxuan smiled helplessly, and returned with three swords. Repairing weapons is a technical task and requires some secret methods. As a disciple of Jianchi Prefecture, he learned the method of repairing weapons from an early age. Although he cannot be called a master, it is still possible to deal with these things.
Qi Jianchi Mansion is very famous in the Daxia Kingdom, not only because of their great strength, but also because of their ability to repair weapons.
In the Lingwu continent, there is a special class of occupations called cultivator divisions. They can repair weapons with extraordinary means and even enhance the power of weapons.
Xi Jianchi Mansion has some special accomplishments in the cultivation of long swords, so in the Daxia Kingdom, they are also called swordsman. In Jianchi Mansion, there is a huge sword pool with tens of thousands of swords in it. The swordkeepers worked there on weekdays. When Lin Xuan was a child, he grew up in the water in the sword pool.
Lin Linxuan returned to his new residence and closed the door. This is the living area of ​​the disciples outside, each person has a separate hut, and the decoration inside is much better than the previous house.
He put three long swords on the table, drank, and picked up a dark red sword.
Zhe Linxuan cut through the fingertips and drew a rune with blood in the crack. The aura of air in the air condensed into small light spots and gathered toward the rune, like hundreds of fireflies flying.
Don't look at it is just a small rune, but it does not know that it contains the efforts of generations. Every time after half a column of incense, Lin Xuan redrawn one side. Three times later, the gap in the dark red sword disappeared.
Zhe Linxuan made an effort and repaired the remaining two long swords without spending much time before and after.
Alas, his face was a little pale, after all, doing these things was very spiritual and mentally exhausting.
He sat cross-legged, with his hands clasped, and running the Changshengjue with all his strength, a trace of spiritual power circulating in his body. An hour later, Lin Xuan opened his eyes and he had reached his best condition.
"Thirty contribution points are in hand." Lin Xuan raised a smile, carried three long swords, and went straight to the task hall.
"What? You're done, so fast!" The registered disciple stared at the boss.
I checked it carefully, and the disciples found nothing wrong.
"Hell, how did this guy fix it?" The registered disciple was horrified.
"Brother, is there any similar task?"
"Yes!" The registered disciple thought for a while, and then said solemnly, "This task is more than four levels. It stands to reason that outside disciples should not be allowed to do it. But if you leave it for too long, you may try it."
"How's the treatment?" Lin Xuan thought about contributing points.
"One hundred points of contribution, plus fifty inferior spirit stones," said the registered disciple.
"One hundred!" Lin Xuan called out, attracting the puzzling eyes of the disciples all around. He quickly lowered his voice: "Brother, are you sure?"
The registered disciples felt a little funny when Lin Xuan looked nervous.
"You don't need to be nervous. No one is expected to take this task except you." The registered disciple said, "But I want to remind you that this sword is very valuable. If you are not sure, you better not take it."
For that one hundred contributions, Lin Xuan said without hesitation: "I took it!"
The registered disciple wrote down the information and carefully took out a rectangular box.
"This is a human-level low-level treasure." The registered disciple opened the box and said.
Seeing the long sword, Lin Xuan took a deep breath. A small half of the three-foot sword was covered with brown liquid.
Zhe Linxuan took the sword back and studied it carefully, and found that the damage of this human-level low-level treasure was more serious than he thought.
"It seems that some materials are needed to repair this sword." Lin Xuan held her chin in earnest.
"There is a kind of overcast grass with strong corrosiveness, which should be able to remove this brown stain." Lin Xuan had some ideas and decided to go to the Taihang Mountains tomorrow.
With the idea, UU reading www.uukanshu.com Lin Xuan once again invested in cultivation. In the past, Lin Xuan couldn't get through the veins, so he had permission to read the martial arts books in the family. Now he only has one trick outside the sky, a set of basic sword skills in the family, and a set of basic footwork.
Basic martial arts also has its benefits. It can be said that it is the prototype of all advanced martial arts. Take basic swordsmanship, for example, it includes all the basic movements in sword moves and the correct way of exerting force.
Lin Linxuan quickly sank into the practice ...
一 In the early morning of the next day, Lin Xuan left for Taihang Mountains.
In the forest, the breeze slowly, the tree shadow mother-in-law, Lin Xuan stepped on the basic footwork, while practicing, hurrying.
Lin Yin Xing Cao grows on the shade of the mountain, with the backlight wet, Lin Xuan searches everywhere, but nothing is found.
I searched all morning and Lin Xuan couldn't find it. He simply sat on the ground, took out dry food, and ate.
It didn't take long for me to hear the sound of fighting in front of me, and the sound of beast roar. Lin Xuan was curious, stretched out, and ran towards the source of that voice.
Huh!
Yuan Linxuan hid in the nearby grass and looked up.
I saw two men and horses in front of me. In the middle was a blood-eyed wolf more than two meters long. Fighting with a blood-eyed wolf was a lean boy.
少年 The young man Lin Xuan knew was Luo Yi who helped him answer questions.
罗 This Luo Yi is holding a short sword and stabs at the Blood-Eyed Wolf continuously. On average, there are three swords, and one sword can stab the Blood-Eyed Wolf. The blood wolf grinned, his sharp claws kept waving, leaving a trail of cold in the air.
Lin Linxuan stared nervously, but soon he was surprised to find that Luo Yi's footwork seemed somewhat unique.

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