It is really a hasty to show your kindness if you have nothing to do, either you are a traitor or a thief.

Lin Fan really regrets it when he received the gifts soon.

After all, if someone comes from afar, if this matter is difficult or cannot be done and makes people angry, it will not be so easy to talk to.

"The Sect Master is really upright. If even the Sect Master cannot do anything, I, a mortal, can do nothing." Lin Fan smiled embarrassedly: "I hope the Sect Master will make another plan, so I will take back this gift."

"This..." Sikong Ming was speechless.

Yun Hai was also embarrassed. Didn’t he take a look at the gift?

It doesn’t make sense. I really like Lin Fan’s reaction. Which part has a problem?

"Sir, you have great supernatural powers. Today, I'm afraid that only the teacher can do it." Yun Hai flattered.

"Old Yun, did I misunderstand you somehow? I didn't know that I had such great powers?" Lin Fan said abruptly.

Sikong Ming also felt sincerely, was it true that Yunhai really misunderstood Lin Fan?

But the question is, how can I explain Yun Hai’s recovery and his diligence in his cultivation?

Yun Hai personally felt Lin Fan's terrifying magical powers. There is no doubt that, but for a moment, Yun Hai knelt down: "I'm sorry for my courage. This is a small matter for me, but for us it is related to the fortune and inheritance of the sect. I hope that Mr. can use his magical powers to repair the ancestor sword of our sect. I kowtow to you."

It's over...

Sikong Ming was speechless. Even if Lin Fan was really an expert in the world, he would not beg Lin Fan to take action.

What's more, Sikong Ming was a little questioning Lin Fan's identity and ability in his heart.

"Lao Yun, you are really serious. If I could do something, how could I not help you?" Lin Fan was at a loss.

"Sir, we are all sincere. If you can't even do it, then no one in the world can do it." Yun Hai begged, while secretly signaling Sikong Ming.

Sikong Ming reacted and presented a broken sword with both hands: "Sir, this is the inherited holy sword of this sect. It is just a thousand-year-old battle between the two evil spirits. The holy sword is severely damaged. Now the sword spirit is almost about to die. If it cannot be remedied, the inherited holy sword will become scrap iron."

A broken sword?

Lin Fan was surprised, and suddenly the system resounded.

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for triggering a new mission and helping the Sword Sect repair the Canglong Sword!"

"You can get generous rewards when completing the task, and if you fail, you will be punished. Please ask the host to actively complete the task!"

"Damn it! It's another forced mission!" Lin Fan was powerless to complain.

Although Lin Fan's iron-striking skills have reached the pinnacle of the state of creation, the problem is from the spiritual weapon in the cultivation world, and it is also a holy sword in the inheritance. Isn't this embarrassing himself?

"System boss, can I refuse the task?" Lin Fan complained casually.

"Rejecting the task will result in a deduction of 10 billion experience points, and you will have to reduce the experience reward in the future!" Unexpectedly, the system really responded.

One hundred billion!

Lin Fan looked miserable. How many tasks do you have to complete to earn back one hundred billion?

There was nothing I could do, Lin Fan could only do it as a living person.

"Can you show me this sword?" Lin Fan said.

"Of course, sir."

Sikong Ming presented it with both hands. Although he had doubts in his heart, he still had some hope.

Lin Fan took over the Canglong Sword, and his entire sword was full of bad deeds, rotten and seriously injured.

"This sword is indeed a bit broken, but fortunately it has not damaged the sword body. If it is repaired properly, it is still expected to be remedied." Lin Fan said.

"Then I'll be there!" Sikong Ming was extremely surprised.

Even the master of weapon refining did not dare to boast about it, but Lin Fan actually responded casually. It seemed that he was such a master.

Yun Hai was also very excited. As long as Lin Fan was willing to take action, he would be safe.

But Lin Fan was unsure and his tone was tactful: "But I have to declare in advance that my ability is limited and I will only try my best, but I can't guarantee that I have ten levels of confidence."

"Yes, yes, as long as the sir is willing to take action, it's enough." Yun Hai nodded and bowed.

What a joke, would Lin Fan not be sure of what he dares to say?

"Those two follow me."

"yes…"

The two followed respectfully.

"Don't worry, the sect leader, the sir is just humble. If the sir is willing to take action, he will definitely be able to repair the holy sword." Yun Hai swore and was very confident.

“I hope so…”

Sikong Ming smiled faintly and did not have much confidence.

From time to time, Lin Fan led Sikong Ming and the others to the basement.

A few lights swayed, and they were light and dark.

I thought that as a weapon refiner's secret room, it must be full of various formations, secret weapon materials, etc.

But what did Sikong Ming and the others see? The entire underground secret room was chaotic with home-cooked farm tools.

What sickle, hoe, shovel...

It's a variety of things and messy.

Especially when seeing the stove, Sikong Ming was even more disheartened.

Oh my God!

This doesn’t look like the style of a weapon refiner? How come it feels like a blacksmith shop?

"Old Yun, do you really think it's reliable if you want to ask the sir to repair the holy sword?" Sikong Ming said in a voice.

"Don't underestimate the sect leader. The sect leader actually practices the secular world as an ordinary person, so he will naturally follow the customs." Yun Hai said with a firm face: "Believe in me, and you must believe in me. Maybe the sect leader is intentionally testing us. No matter what you see later, the sect leader must not question and interfere with me!"

"Okay, maybe I have limited secular vision and cannot understand the sir." Sikong Ming was actually already feeling cold.

Little did Lin Fan smiled silly: "I'm so sorry. I haven't gotten down for a long time and I've been hitting the iron. It's a little messy, which makes you laugh."

"It's okay, we have always been very casual." Yun Hai smiled slightly.

A ironworking method?

Sikong Ming's heart was even colder.

This is not a special term for secular blacksmiths. The Canglong Sword is the holy sword inherited by the Sword Sect.

Although it is too broken, it is a great humiliation of the Holy Sword when it falls into the hands of ordinary blacksmiths.

If Yun Hai hadn't repeatedly reminded him carefully, Yun Hai was indeed a blessing in disguise, otherwise Sikong Ming would have been unable to calm down.

Now Sikong Ming can still endure it, but he only has trust in the sea of ​​clouds, but he no longer has any hope.

Anyway, the Canglong Sword is about to end, so I can only treat it as a dead horse.

Lin Fan did not realize the Ming Dynasty and began to start the fire as usual.

wood?

Sikong Ming and the others were surprised. It was the first time they heard that the weapon refiner used wood to make fire.

I have lived for so long and have really experienced it.

Yun Hai saw Sikong Ming's expression of discomfort, fearing that Sikong Ming would be unable to think about it for a moment, so he secretly sent a message: "Sir, he entered the Tao with the common people, had great supernatural powers, and created all things. Although Mr.'s behavior is difficult to understand, it is precisely because of this that Mr.'s profoundness and unfathomableness can be shown."

Unfathomable?

Sikong Ming's mouth twitched, trying to calm down his mood: "Old Yun Laolai worked hard and made great contributions, and even if he was confused for a moment, he was understandable. He couldn't be angry, he really couldn't be angry..."

"What's wrong with the sect leader?"

"Don't pay attention to me, I want to be quiet."

"Who is Jingjing?"

“…”
Chapter completed!