Lin Xuan pushed open the door, and found an unfamiliar young girl standing outside.
"You are?" Lin Xuan thought for a moment, and realized that he did not know this young girl.
"Excuse me, excuse me, do you know how to repair weapons?" the young girl asked with a red face. "The senior from the Hall of Missions sent me here. He said that only you can repair it."
"Chen Dazheng?" Lin Xuan understood. "There's more contribution points to earn!"
"Come in!" he said with a smile.
The young girl's face was red, and she walked into Lin Xuan's small room with light steps. Then, she stood there, her small hands so nervous that she did not know where to place them. She could only tightly grip the corner of her clothes.
"Take out your weapon and let me have a look." Lin Xuan sat down, looking like he was working seriously.
The young girl handed over the longsword at her waist, and then looked at it with a nervous expression. Her large black gem-like eyes did not blink, as if she was afraid that she would miss something.
Lin Xuan looked at it carefully, and found that this was not an ordinary longsword, but a precious tool. There were inscriptions carved into it, but they were now blocked.
"It's actually a precious tool?" It looked like this young girl was not an ordinary person.
In the next moment, he seemed to have thought of something, and said in his mind, "Uncle Drunkard, it's time for you to shine!"
"Little Xuan, what are you planning to do with me now?" Wine Lord said without any trace of politeness.
"Hehe, don't you know how to nurture swords? Why don't you teach me?" Lin Xuan said.
Wine Lord rolled his eyes. "Don't you always brag that you're a disciple of Sword Pool Manor, and that your skills in nurturing weapons are high? Why are you interested in my techniques?"
Lin Xuan lampooned inwardly. For the girl to have a Treasured artifact, she likely had a special identity. He didn't want to expose his identity in the artifact nurturing method like what had happened with Elder Fang. However, he wouldn't tell Lord Alcohol about this.
"Didn't you call yourself a sword master? Are you lying?" Lin Xuan curled his lips.
"Nonsense! Brat, how dare you doubt me!" Wine Lord knew what Lin Xuan was up to, but he still said angrily, "I'll let you know what a real Weapon Nurturing Technique is!"
Wine Lord's voice was filled with anger, but his heart was bursting with joy. "Haha, Little Xuan, inherit my legacy and bring my inscription techniques to greater heights!"
"Listen, my inscription technique can not only be used to nurture weapons, but when you learn it, it can also be used to increase the grade of weapons. Even refining weapons is not impossible!" Wine Lord began to pass on his lost knowledge.
Seeing Lin Xuan remain silent for a long time, the young girl's heart sank. She whispered, "Senior Brother, can you fix it?"
Lin Xuan acted as if he hadn't heard anything. He kept his head down and didn't say anything.
The young girl's face fell. She bit her finger and was about to summon up the courage to take back the sword when she saw Lin Xuan move.
His slender fingers moved, drawing a strange rune on the sword. He flicked the sword lightly, causing the sword to emit a crisp sound.
Lin Xuan's movements were abnormally nimble. It was as if there was an indescribable charm to it that made people intoxicated and unable to extricate themselves.
After a long time, Lin Xuan flicked the sword again, completing the repair. The young girl was awakened and looked at Lin Xuan with a red face.
"It's fixed." Lin Xuan handed over the sword. 30 contribution points.
"Ah?" The young girl was stunned, but she immediately understood. However, her face became even redder, like a ripe red apple.
"I, I …" The young girl nervously rubbed her small hands. "I don't have that many contribution points."
"How about I owe it to you first? When I have enough, I'll pay you back." The young girl whispered.
Lin Xuan frowned. "Could it be that I guessed wrong? You're not a rich second generation?"
Seeing that the young girl's expression did not seem to be faking it, Lin Xuan laughed. "I'm just kidding. It's free service, no charge!"
"Really?" The young girl's red face lit up. She said happily, "Thank you, Senior Brother."
"Don't call me Senior Brother. My name is Lin Xuan. What about you? "
"Yin Qingyi." The young girl said softly.
"Yin Qingyi …" Lin Xuan was stunned. "You're from the Qingyi Association?"
"No, no, it's just the same name." The young girl was obviously shocked.
"If there's any problem with the sword in the future, come find me. It's free service." Lin Xuan smiled.
Yin Qingyi stole a glance at Lin Xuan. Her small face also revealed a smile. She thanked him again and left.
Lin Xuan stood outside the door, looking at Yin Qingyi's back with a smile. Just as he was about to go back, a disciple beside him suddenly joked, "Big Brother Xuan, if you can't bear to, then go after her!"
"Go after your sister! She's here to fix her weapon! "Lin Xuan laughed and scolded.
"F * ck! Big Brother Xuan, you know how to fix weapons? "The neighbors nearby all poked their heads out. These young people were all independent and did not belong to any group. However, they admired Lin Xuan very much, so they had become familiar with him over the past few days.
"Big Brother Xuan, help me take a look!" Someone took out his weapon.
Lin Xuan did not refuse. He was familiar with Wine Lord's inscription techniques. He realized that Wine Lord's techniques were very unique. It was not a common mainstream technique, but the results were indeed surprisingly good.
"Uncle, I didn't expect you to have some skills!" Lin Xuan praised in his heart.
"Little Xuan, call me Master! I've passed on my unique skills to you! "Wine Lord said angrily.
Lin Xuan was speechless.
Within a few days, most of the people in the dormitory district knew that there was a young man who knew how to raise weapons in the South District's Hut 25. Many disciples went there out of admiration.
Three days before the Inner Sect Selection, a group of young people arrived in front of Lin Xuan's Hut 25.
"F * ck! It's the East District's disciples! "The nearby disciples whispered.
The East District was different from the South District. The South District belonged to the commoners. Everyone had their own hut, and other than that, there was nothing else. But the East District was different. It was a place where only the rich and powerful disciples could live.
There were independent courtyards with specialized training rooms. Some of them were even equipped with bamboo forest guards. These were definitely things that these ordinary youths would not have thought of.
The group of youths escorted a young girl to Lin Xuan's hut, their faces full of arrogance.
"Lin, hurry up and come out!" One of the youths shouted.
After shouting a few times, these people realized that there was no movement in the hut in front of them. The youth coldly snorted and then pushed the door open.
The hut was empty, and there was no one in sight.
"Are you looking for Older Brother Xuan?" Lin Xuan's left neighbor, Ding Xiaopeng, said, "Wait a moment, Older Brother Xuan will probably be back at noon."
"What?" You want us to wait for him? "These people disdainfully said," Brat, are you familiar with this Lin Xuan? Hurry up and find him, our time is precious! "
"Older Brother Xuan left early in the morning, I don't know where he went." Ding Xiaopeng whispered.
"F * ck you, if I tell you to look for him, then go look for him. What's with all this nonsense!" The youth slapped Ding Xiaopeng's face.
Ding Xiaopeng's body was sent flying. He covered his face, and tears of pain welled up in his eyes.
"What right do you have to hit him?" The nearby youths couldn't stand it anymore.
"Aiyo, you want to rebel?" The group of youths disdainfully said, "I came to your Southern District to give you face, but this Lin Xuan actually dares to make us wait for him, he's simply reckless!"
"What right do you have to hit him, what right do you have to talk about Older Brother Xuan!" These youths refused to accept it. They were all young and vigorous, so naturally, they couldn't tolerate this kind of thing.
"What, you don't accept it?" The youth laughed, "Attack! Beat them until they're convinced! "
Immediately, four or five youths from the Eastern District pounced forward …
Lin Xuan went to Elder Fang's place in the morning to repair some weapons and earned a lot of contribution points. He hummed a little tune as he returned to the Southern District, only to find that the atmosphere was a little strange.
Normally, at this time, this group of people would have run out to discuss martial arts with him. Why didn't anyone come out today?
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