Text Chapter 43 Yin Qingyi

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

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

"Please, please, can you repair weapons?" the girl said with a blushing face, "The senior brother from the mission hall asked me to come. He said that only you can repair it."

"Chen Dazheng?" Lin Xuan understood clearly, "He has another contribution to make!"

"Come in!" he said with a smile.

The girl blushed, moved lightly, walked into Lin Xuan's hut, and then stood there, her little hands so nervous that she didn't know where to put them, so she could only hold the corners of her clothes tightly.

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

The girl handed over the long sword at her waist, and then looked at it nervously, with a pair of big black gem-like eyes unblinking, for fear of missing something.

Lin Xuan looked carefully and found that this was not an ordinary long sword, but a treasure. There were inscriptions engraved on the inside, but it was blocked now.

"It's actually a treasure?" It seems that this girl is no ordinary person.

The next moment, he seemed to think of something, so he said in his heart: "Uncle Drunkard, the time has come for you to shine!"

"Xiao Xuanzi, what do you want to do with me?" the wine master said unceremoniously.

"Hey, don't you know how to cultivate a sword? Why don't you teach me?" Lin Xuan said.

The wine master simply rolled his eyes and said, "Don't you brag all the time that you are a disciple of the Jianchi Mansion and have a high level of weapon maintenance? Why are you interested in my techniques?"

Lin Xuan cursed in his heart. This girl had a treasure and had a special status. He didn't want to reveal his identity in the way he raised the weapon like what happened with Elder Fang last time. However, he would not tell the wine master about this.

"You call yourself Jian Jue, aren't you? Are you lying?" Lin Xuan curled his lips.

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

There was anger in the wine master's voice, but he was happy in his heart: "Haha, Xiao Xuanzi, inherit my mantle and carry forward my inscription skills!"

"Listen, my inscription technique can not only cultivate weapons, but after you master 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.

When the girl on the side saw Lin Xuan's long silence, her heart suddenly sank. She said softly: "Brother, can you repair it?"

Lin Xuan seemed to have not heard anything, still bowing his head and saying nothing.

The girl's face fell, and she bit her finger. Just when she was about to muster up the courage to take back the sword, she found Lin Xuan moving.

The slender fingers beat, drawing strange runes on the long sword, and flicking the sword blade, making the long sword make a crisp sound.

Lin Xuan's movements are extremely agile, and there seems to be an indescribable charm at every turn, making people intoxicated and unable to extricate themselves.

After a long time, Lin Xuan flicked the sword again and completed the repair. The girl was also awakened and looked at Lin Xuan with a red face.

"It's fixed." Lin Xuan handed over the long sword with thirty contribution points.

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

"I, I..." the girl rubbed her little hands nervously, "I don't have so many contributions."

"How about I owe it first and pay it back to you when I have enough." The girl said softly.

Lin Xuan frowned slightly: "Did you guess wrong, not the second generation of rich people?"

Seeing that the girl's expression didn't look like she was pretending, Lin Xuan smiled and said: "I'm just joking, free service, no charge!"

"Really?" The girl's rosy face lit up and she said happily, "Thank you, senior brother."

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

"Yin Qingyi." The girl said softly.

"Yin Qingyi..." Lin Xuan was slightly stunned, "Are you from the Qingyi Club?"

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

"In the future, if you have any problems with the long sword, come to me for free service." Lin Xuan said with a smile.

Yin Qingyi glanced at Lin Xuan secretly, with a smile on her face. She thanked her again and left.

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

"Chasing your sister! She's here to repair weapons!" Lin Xuan scolded with a smile.

"Damn! Brother Xuan, can you still repair weapons?" The neighbors nearby showed their heads. These teenagers are all retail investors and have not joined any group. However, they admire Lin Xuan very much, so they have become familiar with him these days.

"Brother Xuan, help me take a look!" Someone took out his weapon.

Lin Xuan welcomes all comers and happens to be familiar with Jiuye's inscription technique. He found that Jiuye's technique is very unique and not a common mainstream technique, but the effect is surprisingly good.

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

"Xiao Xuanzi, call me master! I have passed on all my unique skills to you!" the wine master said angrily.

Lin Xuan:......

Within a few days, most people in the accommodation area knew that there was a young man who knew how to raise weapons in cabin No. 25 in the South District, and many disciples came to know him.

Just three days before the inner trial, a group of teenagers arrived in front of Lin Xuan's cabin No. 25.

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

The East District is different from the South District. The South District is a civilian area. Each person has a hut, next to each other, and there is nothing else. The East District is different. It is definitely a place where only wealthy and powerful disciples can live.

The independent courtyards have special martial arts training rooms, and some are even equipped with bamboo guards, which are definitely beyond the imagination of these ordinary teenagers.

This group of teenagers supported a girl and came to Lin Xuan's cabin with arrogance on their faces.

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

After shouting a few times, these people found that there was no movement in the cabin in front. The young man snorted coldly and pushed the door open.

The house was empty, no one was around.

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

"What? Let us wait for him?" These people said disdainfully, "Boy, are you familiar with Lin Xuan? Go find him quickly, our time is very precious!"

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

"Fuck you, just go find him if I ask you to. What are you doing with all this nonsense!" The young man slapped Ding Xiaopang on the face.

Ding Xiaopang's body was knocked away. He covered his face, tears of pain welling in his eyes.

"Why do you beat people?" The teenager nearby couldn't stand it anymore.

"Hey, you want to rebel?" these teenagers said disdainfully, "I came to your southern district to give you face, but this Lin Xuan still dares to let us wait for him, he is simply desperate!"

"Why are you beating people, why are you talking about Brother Xuan!" These teenagers refused to accept it. They were all in their prime of life, so naturally they couldn't bear this kind of thing.

"What, you don't agree?" The young man laughed, "Fuck me! Beat them until they are convinced!"

Immediately, four or five East District teenagers rushed forward...

Lin Xuan went to Elder Fang to repair some weapons in the morning and earned a lot of contribution points. He returned to the South District humming a tune, but found that something was wrong with the atmosphere.

Normally at this time, this group of people would have run out to discuss martial arts issues with me. Why didn't anyone come out today?

Just as he was thinking about it, he heard an exclamation: "Brother Xuan is back!"