Chapter 4:

"No, no, no blood oath is needed." Wen Xuan sweated coldly and quickly stopped.
He was really scared. Picking up a blood lease in vain seems to be a very cheap thing, but it is only for those who are not responsible. And for a responsible person like Wenxuan ... what's the joke, if people really set up a blood deed for him like this, wouldn't he have to bear responsibility for a lifetime?
"You just need to make the most common vow and promise not to leak it out." Wenxuan emphasized, "the most common."
Holding the finger that had been bitten, the teenager confirmed with a jealous eye, "Most common?"
Wen Xuan nodded again and again.
The teenager moved his gaze to the fingertips that had been bleeding, and gave a flick, but his face was disappointed.
What are you disappointing about? Wen Xuan couldn't help but sweated a little on her forehead, she couldn't understand the guy at all.
Fortunately, under the explicit request of Wen Xuan, the teenager finally did not continue to think so. He poked his mouth, cleared the wound on his fingertips a bit, and then made a gesture with three fingers upwards, obediently, "I simply swear to heaven here, if today ’s things are leaked out for a while, the sky will be Lightning and chopping must not be deadly. "
This vow is so ruthless ... But compared to any blood deed, this is only a trivial matter. Wenxuan could not help but breathe a sigh of relief.
Now that the other party has so assured, his purpose of this trip can be considered. He didn't want to continue entanglement here anymore, so he resigned decisively, only to be polite at the end, "Jianshi, I'm really bothering you today."
Yes, through this vow, Wen Xuan finally knew the boy's name. Simple, but it is chic and easy to remember.
After saying an arch, he turned around.
"Brother," Jian Jian stopped him behind him. "Did you know that already? It's because of the problem ..."
Wen Xuan's footsteps were slow, and he couldn't help but pause for a while.
"Who did you find the exercises you are practicing?" Jian Jian asked again.
Wen Xuan turned his head, the smile on his face was a little alienated, "Is this okay with you?"
Simple pursed his lips. He wanted to establish a connection but was prevented. He and Wenxuan are still just strangers who met for the first time.
"Brother." Then he looked up again and said firmly, "You will come to me again."
Wen Xuan laughed, secretly saying that this was inexplicable and ignored, and finally opened the door and went out.
After waiting outside, Wen Xuan looked at the sky, only to find that she had actually been here for half an hour. He quickly erected a cloud of clouds and flew out of the hill in an instant.
Theoretically, he should go to the master who has the door of the refiner right now.
In fact, he went to the consulate outside the house first. He decided to look up the boy named Simple. After all, the boy really gave him too much weirdness. It seemed to be under the surface of the self-cooking all the time with a deep and unclear background. It was nothing like an ordinary foreigner. Disciple, he couldn't help noticing.
"Nie Master, how come you are free today?" The elder deacon greeted him, politely greeting him.
Wen Xuan responded politely, then briefly explained his intentions, and asked him to ask for a disciple roster from outside.
As for how much can be found in this disciple's roster, considering that there might be a bit of a mess behind the simplicity, Wenxuan actually doesn't have a big bottom, just try it out.
As a result, he flipped around, really ... even his ancestors were on it for eight lives.
Simple, born in the Jiufeng City east of Shuiyunzong. His ancestors depended on elixir for a living. He had been elixiring for several generations. By the time of his father's generation, he had enough money to open a small elixir shop. Unfortunately, the good times didn't last long. His father was seriously ill and died two months ago. The shop was also occupied by relatives. Then he simply packed up and left Jiufeng City, and worshipped in the gate of Shuiyunzong.
This record is quite detailed. Including when Jane was born, what was his father ’s name, what was his mother ’s name, where did he grow up, when was his father ’s shop opened, what ’s the name of the elixir shop, and it ’s now being transferred to anyone? Everything is clear.
But ... that's it?
An ordinary son of an ordinary elixir shop owner in an ordinary fairy city?
Wen Xuan flipped through the roster in her hand and flipped over the simple pages several times. The more she looked at it, the more she couldn't believe it, she couldn't wait to see a flower between the lines. But it looks like it really is.
"The nephew of the master," the elder deacon beside him asked, puzzled, "what's wrong with this Jane boy?"
"Boy Jane?" Wen Xuan wondered. "Uncle Mo Fei, do you know him?"
"It's barely known. When his father was still there, he often encountered it when he went to Jiufeng City to collect medicine."
Well, even with the witnesses, it seems that the guy has always lived in Jiufeng City, and is really just the son of a shopkeeper in a small elixir.
Wen Xuan still feels a little embarrassed.
So is he suspicious? The reason why Jane can say those things is really just guessing?
And what kind of blood deed is so inexplicably expected by Jian, is it because of ...
... It's terrible to be familiar with it.
Wen Xuan shook his head, and finally grabbed the roster in his hand, couldn't help sighing.
Well, after all, it's just a one-time outsider. It's hard to say a few times after seeing it, so don't worry about it for the time being. Wen Xuan said goodbye to the deacon's elder again, and finally he could go to the master who has the door of the refiner.
To talk about refining equipment, in fact, there is a refining equipment hall within Shui Yunzong, but that refining equipment hall is the site of Elder Luo. Less than a last resort, Wen Xuan really does not want to pass by.
The master he is looking for now knows a famous family of refining tools in Beiningzhou.
The family of refining appliances is quite famous. Outsiders want to ask for them. It is not enough to have a spiritual stone. They have to find a way to get a token issued by their clan. This younger brother saved a junior in his family a few years ago, so he got such a token. Wen Xuan came here, that is, I wanted to borrow this token for a use.
As a result, when Wenxuan got to the ground, as soon as he explained his intention, the brother sighed to him, "Well, Brother Wen, you are late ..."
It turned out that the teacher had bet on others for a few days ago and lost the bet. Just now, the token was exported.
"Who lost?" Wen Xuan asked quickly.
"It's the one who's on the east hill, the one who's here ..." This younger brother hasn't been in the outside door for a long time, obviously he doesn't recognize the whole person, and he didn't support me for a long time. Fortunately, although he didn't remember the name, he remembered where the other person lived, and Dang Yi pointed out a direction for Wen Xuan.
Wen Xuan looked in this direction and found it a bit wrong. Why does this seem familiar?
A moment later, however, he returned to the familiar hilltop and saw the familiar cabin. The familiar boy stood in front of the house, looking forward, apparently waiting for something.
Wen Xuan twitched his lips, and quickly turned his head before he could see himself.
He didn't know why he ran. Anyway, he suddenly felt that it wasn't such an unacceptable thing to go to the alchemy hall in Zongmen.
By the time Wenxuan returned from the outer door to the inner door, it was already evening. He rested and adjusted his breath, and did not leave for the Refiner Hall until the next day.
There are six disciples under Elder Luo's door. This refining hall is usually managed by three disciples, but other disciples occasionally come to rotate.
As soon as Wen Xuan entered the Refinisher Hall, a loud voice sounded in his ear, "Brother, such a coincidence."
Yeah, it ’s so good, is n’t it so coincidental? The person sitting here today is actually Luo Qingquan.
Wen Xuan pulled out the broken Cang Lan sword from the storage bag and placed it in front of him. "Can it be repaired?"
Luo Qingquan glanced at it and laughed, "This broken sword, do you really want to continue using it?"
Wenxuan didn't answer. For so many years with the same brother, he already knew that if he wanted to get along with this guy in harmony, the trick was only two words: ignore it.
Luo Qingquan waited and waited there. He could not wait for his response, so he was consciously boring, and obediently took the two truncated swords. He stayed with Elder Luo for so long. He didn't say how much he learned, but his vision was OK. But for a moment, he raised an eyebrow and showed a somewhat playful expression.
"How?" Wenxuan finally ignored him.
Just listening to Luo Qingquan slowly opening his mouth, "Repair, I can repair it."
"Oh?" Wen Xuan blinked.
"Don't be too happy," Luo Qingquan said, "prepare a good black gold ore first."
We need to use the corresponding materials to repair the magic weapon, Wenxuan naturally understands. He didn't have this black gold ore on hand, but he saved a lot of martial art contribution value, and it would be enough to go to Baiwulou to change one.
Just as Baiwulou was right next to the Refining Hall, Wenxuan retrieved the broken sword and ran straight.
Quite strangely, Luo Qingquan actually followed him, and accompanied him to this trip to the Baiwulou. And along the way, Luo Qingquan's mouth had a weird smile, seemingly waiting to see what a good show.
Wenxuan didn't care about him. When he arrived at Baiwulou, he went in and explained his intentions, but he got a startling response.
"Done?"
"Yes," said the disciple of Baiwulou, "there were 13 black gold ore stocks in the stock. Yesterday, they were all replaced by a disciple. At least next month, there will be no more stock."
next month? Wouldn't it be that the sword has been out of use all month?
Wen Xuan froze for a while, then suddenly looked aside, and saw Luo Qingquan on the side laughing more and more, apparently already knew this. This Brother Luo was almost distorted, and whenever he saw Wen Xuan eating, he was happy.
"How is it, brother?" Luo Qingquan looked maliciously. "There are so many things in my clan, do you want me to give you a little? As long as you ask me sincerely, you can't consider it!"
Wen Xuan turned his head back with no expression, and asked the Baiwulou disciple, "I don't know which master changed it?"
The man flipped through the record in his hand, but said in a soft voice, "It's actually outside."
Inside Shuiyun Sect, outside disciples can also use martial arts contribution value to exchange things in Baiwulou, but it is about 30% more expensive than inside disciples. Those who can replace thirteen pieces of black gold ore at once can be regarded as a little rich man.
But somehow, Wen Xuan suddenly felt an ominous hunch.
In this ominous foreboding, he watched the disciple at the Baiwulou speak the following sentence.
"It's Jane." 2k novel reading network