Inverse Sword God

Lin Xuan opened the door and found a strange girl standing outside the door.

"Who are you?" Lin Xuan thought for a while and found that he didn't know the girl.

"Please, may I ask, do you know how to repair weapons?" the girl said with a blushing face. "The senior brother in the mission hall asked me to come. He said that only you can repair it."

"Chen Dazheng?" Lin Xuan knew in his heart, "There is another contribution to earn!"

"Come in!" he said with a smile.

The girl blushed, moved her lotus step lightly, walked into Lin Xuan's hut, and then stood there, her little hands nervously not knowing where to put them, so they could only hold the corners of the clothes tightly.

Take your weapon and take a look. Lin Xuan sat down and looked like he was working hard.

The girl handed over the long sword at her waist, and looked at it nervously, her big eyes like black gems didn't blink, for fear of missing something.

Lin Xuan took a closer look and found that this was not an ordinary long sword, but a treasured weapon with an inscription engraved on it, but it was blocked now.

"It turned out to be a treasure?" It seems that this girl is not an ordinary person.

The next moment, he seemed to think of something, so he said in his heart, "Uncle alcoholic, it's time for you to shine!"

"Xiao Xuanzi, what's your idea of ​​hitting Uncle Ben again?" The wine master said unceremoniously.

"Hey, don't you know how to raise swords, why don't you teach me?" Lin Xuan said.

The wine master gave him a roll of eyes: "Don't you brag about what kind of disciple of Jianchi Mansion you are all day long, with a high level of utensils, why are you interested in my techniques?"

Lin Xuan slandered in his heart, this girl can have a treasure, and she wants to have a special status. He doesn't want to reveal his identity in the way of raising the tool like the last time with Elder Fang, but he will not tell the wine master.

"Don't you call yourself Jian Jue, are you lying?" Lin Xuan pouted.

"Nonsense, boy, you dare to doubt this uncle!" The wine master knew what Lin Xuan was paying attention to, but he said angrily, "I want you to know what the real technique of raising a weapon is!"

There was anger in the wine master's voice, but his heart was full of joy: "Haha, Xiao Xuanzi, inherit the mantle of this uncle, and carry forward the technique of this uncle's inscription!"

"Listen, this inscription technique of mine can not only cultivate weapons, but after you learn it, you can also improve the level of weapons, and even refining weapons is not impossible!" The wine master began to teach his unique skills.

The girl on the side saw that Lin Xuan was silent for a long time, and her heart suddenly sank. She whispered: "Senior brother, can you repair it?"

Lin Xuan still bowed his head and said nothing as if he hadn't heard it.

The girl's face collapsed. She bit her fingers and was about to summon the courage to return to the long sword, but found that Lin Xuan moved.

The slender fingers twitched, drawing peculiar runes on the long sword, and flicking the body of the sword indiscriminately, making the long sword make a crisp sound.

Lin Xuan's movements are very agile, and there seems to be an indescribable verve at every turn, which makes people intoxicated and unable to extricate themselves.

After a long time, Lin Xuan flicked the long sword again to complete the repair, and the girl was also awakened, looking at Lin Xuan with a red face.

"It's fixed." Lin Xuan handed over the long sword and contributed 30 points.

"Ah?" The girl was stunned for a moment and then understood, but her face turned even redder, like a ripe red apple.

"I, I..." The girl rubbed her hands nervously, "I don't have so many contribution points."

"Why don't I owe it first, and I'll pay it back to you when I get enough." The girl whispered.

Lin Xuan frowned slightly: "Could it be that I guessed wrong, not the rich second generation?"

Seeing that the girl's expression didn't look like she was pretending, Lin Xuan smiled and said, "Just kidding, free service, no charge!"

"Really?" The girl's blushing face smiled and said happily, "Thank you, Senior Brother."

"Don't call me senior brother, my name is Lin Xuan. What about you?"

"Yin Qingyi." The girl whispered.

"Yin Qingyi..." Lin Xuan was stunned, "Are you a member of the Qingyi Society?"

"No, no, it's just the same name." The girl was obviously startled.

"Come to me if there is any problem with the long sword in the future, free service." Lin Xuan said with a smile.

Yin Qingyi glanced at Lin Xuan secretly, her little face also showed a smile, she thanked again, and left.

Lin Xuan stood outside the door and looked at Yin Qingyi's back with a smile. When he was about to go back, the disciple next to him suddenly joked, "Brother Xuan, go after him if you don't want to!"

"Chase your sister! They are here to repair weapons!" Lin Xuan scolded with a smile.

"Fuck! Brother Xuan, do you still repair weapons?" Nearby neighbors all showed their heads. These teenagers are all retail investors and have not joined any groups, but they admire Lin Xuan very much, so they have become familiar with them these days.

"Brother Xuan, help me see!" Someone took out his weapon.

Lin Xuan refused to come, and happened to be familiar with the inscription technique of the wine master. He found that the wine master's technique was very unique, not a common mainstream technique, but the effect was indeed surprisingly good.

"Uncle, I didn't expect you to be really capable!" Lin Xuan boasted in his heart.

"Xiao Xuanzi, I'm called Master! This uncle has passed on all the unique skills to you!" The wine master said angrily.

Lin Xuan: ...

Within a few days, most of the people in the accommodation area knew that there was a young man who knew how to keep utensils in the 25th hut in the southern district, and many disciples came here especially.

Just three days before the inner door trials, a group of teenagers came to Lin Xuan's house No. 25 in a mighty way.

"Damn! It's a disciple from the Eastern District!" The nearby disciples whispered.

The Eastern District is different from the Southern District. The Southern District belongs to the civilian area. Each person has a hut and is next to each other. Other than that, there is nothing else. The Eastern District is different, it is definitely a place where rich and powerful disciples can live.

The independent courtyard has a special martial arts room, and some are equipped with bamboo guards, which is absolutely unexpected for these ordinary teenagers.

The group of teenagers supported a young girl and came to Lin Xuan's hut with arrogance on their faces.

"The surname is Lin, come out quickly!" a young man shouted.

After shouting a few times, these people found that there was no movement in the hut in front, the boy snorted coldly, and then pushed open the door.

The house was empty, no one was there.

"Are you looking for Brother Xuan?" said Lin Xuan's left neighbor, Ding Xiaopang, "Wait a minute, it is estimated that Brother Xuan will be back at noon."

"What? Let's wait for him?" These people said disdainfully, "Boy, are you familiar with this Lin Xuan? Hurry up and find him, our time is very precious!"

"Brother Xuan left early in the morning, and I don't know where to go." Ding Xiaopang whispered.

"Fuck you, if you want to find it, go find it, what are you doing with so much nonsense!" The boy slapped Ding Xiaopang in the face.

Ding Xiaopang's body was knocked flying, he covered his face, tears of pain swirling in his eyes.

"Why do you beat people?" The teenagers nearby couldn't stand it any longer.

"Oh, you want to rebel?" The group of teenagers said disdainfully, "I'm here to give you face in your southern district, but Lin Xuan dares us to wait for him, he doesn't know whether to live or die!"

"Why do you beat someone, why do you say Brother Xuan!" These teenagers refused to accept it. They were all young and full of energy, so naturally they couldn't bear this kind of thing.

"Why, don't you agree?" the boy laughed, "Give it to me! Hit them until they are convinced!"

Immediately, four or five teenagers from the East District rushed up...

Lin Xuan went to Elder Fang in the morning to repair some weapons and earned a lot of contribution points. He hummed a little song and returned to the southern district, but found that the atmosphere was not right.

Usually at this time, this group of people should run out to discuss martial arts issues with themselves, why is no one out today?

He was thinking about it when he heard an exclamation: "Brother Xuan is back!"

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