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"Ask the eldest brother to help no matter what!"

Shin Yin Jun pleaded, and unreservedly told his experience of finding someone to repair the sword in the past two days.

He secretly took away the Wave Chopping Sword from the palace, just to show off, and he didn't think about it so much before, and then when he left the palace, he heard that the eldest lady would appear in the cold dew meeting in Qingfeng City.

Unexpectedly, the eldest lady didn't fight, and was inexplicably cut off by Li Chun The Wave Cutting Sword, he was ashamed and landless, and ran out of Qingfeng City, only then did he remember that he stole the sword and did not tell his father, so frightened that his face turned white, and quickly sent someone to warn the eldest grandson Wuliang and the nobles present not to spread the matter, and then immediately privately looked for a skilled craftsman to repair the Wave Cutting Sword.

It's not too difficult to just restore your appearance, but you still want to be the same as before, but it's not something that ordinary blacksmiths can do.

Finally, they found Ouyang Lu, the first master of Northern Xinjiang, but Ouyang Lu only glanced at it and said a word.

"The bell must be tied to the bell!"

Xin Yinjun didn't understand, and after questioning, he knew what he meant.

The only person who can repair this sword is the one who breaks it.

In other words, Li Chun is the only one.

"Ah...... Huh?"

From Xinyinjun to this point, Li Chun is already the third time that the second monk is confused.

Where does this start, when have we ever worked as a blacksmith, and how can we have this ability to repair a sword?

He was about to open his mouth to refuse, saying that he couldn't do anything, but he heard Yan Huo'er sigh and nodded slightly, "It's not difficult to ask my brother to repair this wave cutting sword, this sword was broken by him, and you should continue it." It's just that my brother is low-key and doesn't want to make a noise, this matter must not be spread outside, and the matter of cutting the waves and swords, you can't trouble my brother from now on, little prince, can you agree?"

Shin Yinjun was overjoyed when he heard this.

"That's natural, bother Brother Li to repair the sword, where do I dare to make trouble for him. ”

He touched the scars on his face with palpitations, thinking that even if he had the heart to find trouble, he couldn't help others, "Not only that, as long as I repair the Wave Cutting Sword, I still have a private daughter's reward!"

As long as it can be repaired, he is willing to pay any price.

"Okay, you can take someone and leave quickly, and after thirty-six days, come and get the sword again!"

"Good!"

Xin Yinjun hurriedly stuffed the broken sword into the hand of Li Chun, who was still ignorant, and turned around and left honestly, not afraid that their brothers and sisters would flee with their bags.

After a while, everyone outside dispersed cleanly, Li Chun perfunctorily passed the villagers who came to ask long and short questions, closed the door, and then began to ask Yan Huo'er stupidly.

"Huo'er, is it ...... Can you fix this sword?"

Yan Huo'er shook her head.

"That'...... And what else do you say?"

Li Chun was so shocked that he almost fell off the chair, but when he saw Yan Huo'er snorting, he shook his head, "My body is inconvenient, so naturally I can't repair this sword, but under my guidance, it is not too difficult for you to repair this wave cutting sword within a month?"

"Me?"

Li Chun pointed to his nose in disbelief.

"That's right, it's you, even the Ouyang furnace said that the bell must be tied to the bell!"

Yan Huo'er smiled.

The way of smelting and casting, Li Chun has never been in contact with it, he studied liberal arts in college, and he has never been exposed to blacksmith work when he arrives here, and what to do about things such as repairing swords, so naturally he didn't even think about it.

Suddenly, Yan Huo'er inexplicably agreed to this matter, and he couldn't help but feel a little depressed.

"As a swordsman in the future, you will naturally have to have your own sword, before you enter the cultivation realm, you may as well take some other people's swords to make do, but in the future, when you step into your own sword, you naturally need to communicate with the sword, if you don't get the ancient treasures, you have to refine the sword yourself, the method of sword refining should have been mastered, there is this opportunity, then don't miss it......"

Yan Huo'er smiled slightly, and explained to Li Chun the importance of sword refining.

Li Chun's heart jumped, and he didn't want Yan Huo'er to even understand this.

"Sister, you're too powerful, aren't you?

Today, Yan Huo'er further demonstrated her ability, which also made Li Chun feel more and more unfathomable that this sister was unfathomable, she used to just think that she had seen a lot of things, unlike ordinary daughters, but she even knew this kind of exquisite sword refining method, it would be amazing!

"Big brother wants to ask me who I am again, right?" Yan Huo'er smiled slightly and shook his head, "I said it a long time ago, one day my eldest brother will naturally know my identity, now, you better hurry up and get this wave cutting sword first......"

"You're pressed for time!"

The repair method that Yan Huo'er came up with is the method of heart refining, reconnecting the broken blade, this method of heart refining the sword, is strange and strange, Li Chun read it several times, and barely understood a little meaning, but if it is cultivated, it does not take too much effort to implement, but before that, it will take some time to collect materials.

"By the way, won't you let Shin Yin-kun and them send the materials directly?"

When Li Chun saw the list of materials and converted them into money, he finally couldn't help but roar.

Since it was Xin Yinjun who wanted to cultivate the sword, it was nothing for him to take out these materials, and he must be very happy.

"These materials, I just plan to let the eldest brother collect them by himself, go out for a walk, in order to broaden his knowledge, always study at home, but he will be like his dead father before he gets old......

Yan Huo'er was beautiful and didn't care.

"Read thousands of books and travel thousands of miles, isn't this what you often say, big brother? If you don't work so hard, how can you become a sword master?"

"You ......"

Li Chun sighed, knowing that this mysterious sister's arrangement must have a deep meaning, so he had to shake his head helplessly.

"I have two months to go to the scientific exam, and I have already prepared a review list!"

"Isn't this kind of thing Jihua just used to break? What's so strange?"

Yan Huo'er broke Li Chun's illusion of shirking.

So, outside Qingfeng City, the eyes were full of cold smoke.

It's late autumn, and the weather is getting colder day by day, and people who are afraid of the cold have even put on cotton clothes.

The wilderness was deserted, the trees were crumbling, and the desolate stone walls were speeding away behind them.

Li Chun sat on the carriage leaving the city with a sad face, looking back at his distant hometown from time to time.

After all, he was forced by his sister to go out and start collecting special materials that were only produced by demon beasts - of course, he couldn't do it alone, otherwise, he would be too vulnerable to robbers or demon beasts in this desolate plain, and lose his life in vain.

As an ordinary person with no rank, the only option for this kind of activity is to join a hunter squad.

Li Chun was in the middle of this group of strangely shaped people, Fan Dongliu sat on his left side, patting his arm in a friendly manner, and on his right was an auspicious little girl pouting angrily.

Shin Yinjun held the broken sword and looked at him with a blank look in his eyes, his eyes full of antiquity.

Motoshin curled up in a corner of the carriage with a look of disgust, his face pale, and he was frightened by the occasional spider just now.

The one who drove the car was a fat man in Tsing Yi who Li Chun had also seen.

-- This is Li Chun's hunter squad formed by various coincidences and bad fate.

"What do you think...... I don't think it's reliable!"

Looking at the jackdaws flying far away outside the car window, Li Chun sighed deeply.