"You can't feel it because your swordsmanship is too low." Aojiao shook her head, "In short, we are asking for help, so please lower your posture."

Chen Xuanhuan looked around and suddenly remembered that this was indeed the case. The level of swordsmanship was the same as the level of alchemy before. After reaching a certain level, when performing swordsmanship, Dao flowers would gather above the head.

For an existence that has reached that level, a single look can stir up a terrifying sword energy.

Just like practicing alchemy to the end, the essence of the elixir can be stripped out without using an alchemy furnace.

After thinking about it, Chen Xuan thought of the star map he owned.

Because of the blessing of the Xinghai Diagram, he was able to gather Daohua during the alchemy process and possess the power of the Alchemy Supreme Level... Suddenly, Chen Xuan seemed to have thought of something, twitched the corner of his mouth, and laughed loudly, as if

It’s about understanding the true usage of the Star Sea Chart.

Thinking about this, Chen Xuan came to a corner where iron tools were piled up. He took out a long sword and looked at it carefully.

In front of me is a fine iron sword that is two fingers wide and three feet long. Its shape is not as gorgeous as the magical weapon, and it looks extremely simple at first glance.

Chen Xuan held the long sword in his hand and waved it a few times.

The sword was thrust out by Chen Xuan at various angles in the air. From the beginning to the end, Chen Xuan did not feel any strange power.

Immediately, Chen Xuan closed his eyes and put everything he had on the star map.

Map of the Star Sea? Supreme Swordsmanship!

Within the star sea map, the dragon veins suddenly emitted extremely strong spiritual power. After the star sea map was transformed, these spiritual powers turned into a single-minded aura of perfection, which adhered to Chen Xuan's body.

Buzz buzz...

As the Sword Master Dao Flower bloomed above Chen Xuan's head, all the weapons in the entire store began to buzz, as if a lover had finally found the one he liked, and the sound sounded extremely happy.

Seeing the powerful Chen Xuan, the always aloof and arrogant person's eyes suddenly lit up, and he couldn't help but feel a little fond of Chen Xuan.

"Haha, I never thought that in this remote shop, I would meet someone who knows how to use swords. The sword I have here has not made a sound for ten years."

A burst of heroic laughter suddenly came from the back of the store. When Chen Xuan heard it, he thought he had received the magical power of Xinghaitu.

Within a moment, a tall, muscular man with a square-shaped face limped out of the back door.

The man glanced at Chen Xuan first, then turned his gaze to Aojiao, with a surprised light in his eyes, "Sword Spirit!? This young master would take the liberty to ask, what kind of magic weapon does the young master have, can he take it?

Come out and take a look.”

As expected, he was an expert. He could tell at a glance that Aojiao was not a human being. Chen Xuan bowed his hands and said politely, "That's why I came here today. I would like to ask you, senior, to take a look at this sword."

After Chen Xuan finished speaking, he stretched out his hand towards the space ring.

"You have a broken leg now and the veins in your body are damaged. Can you still build a good weapon like this?" Aojiao crossed her arms and asked coldly.

Chen Xuan, who was about to take the sword, was startled. What did he say he wanted to ask for? What did he say he wanted to lower his posture?

Although the other party looks quite heroic, is it really appropriate to greet someone with such a straightforward greeting even though he has a leg injury?

"Ahem, senior, don't blame me. This sword spirit has been spoiled by me and can't speak. As the master, I apologize on her behalf." Chen Xuan touched the arrogant little head like a big brother and apologized.

said.

The big man smiled heartily, "It doesn't matter, my name is Mo Fan. Sir, don't always call me senior. If you don't mind, you can call me Brother Mo."

Chen Xuan nodded after hearing this, "Brother Mo, my name is Xiao Xiaoqi, and I am the seventh son of the Xiao family."

Mo Fan was stunned for a moment, then knelt down on one knee and bowed his hands, "Mo, thank you Mr. Xiao for saving your life!"

"Huh?" Chen Xuan was a little confused by Mo Fan's greeting, and hurriedly stepped forward to help him, "Brother Mo, please get up quickly. This is the first time you and I have met. How can we talk about this life-saving grace?"

"Young master Xiao, you don't know. My daughter was playing in the street a few days ago and was almost trampled by the young master of the Li family. Fortunately, the young master took action in time and saved my daughter, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous!"

When Mo Fan said this, Chen Xuan understood. He immediately said politely, "It's not worth mentioning, but I don't know what materials are needed to recast the broken sword."

When Mo Fan heard this, the look in his eyes suddenly became cautious, "Master Xiao, reforging a broken sword is no small matter. I want to have a private chat with your sword spirit and ask for her opinion. Can you stay away for a while?

"

"I'm not an outsider, I just say what I say." Chen Xuan felt confused. It's just a sword making, so why should I avoid it?

"The risk of recasting a broken sword is very high. The sword spirit in the sword body may continue to survive after being recast, or it may disappear forever. However, if the broken sword is not recast, and there is no strong spiritual power to support the body, the sword will

The spirit will still disappear, it is just a matter of time, and the risk must be determined by the sword spirit." Mo Fan said quickly.

Aojiao pushed Chen Xuan away and took a step forward, "So, how confident are you that you have a broken leg?"

"Only 30%." Mo Fan said seriously.

"Is the probability of success so low?" Chen Xuan frowned.

"Recasting a sword with a sword spirit is only 60% sure, but now my legs..." Mo Fan felt sad.

"So, where are the other descendants of the Haotian Sect?" Aojiao frowned deeply.

"It has been a hundred years since the Haotian Sect was destroyed. I am now the last descendant of the Haotian Sect." After Mo Fan finished saying this, the two people in the shop fell into silence.

"How about treating a dead horse as a living horse doctor?" Chen Xuan had an idea.

"Go away, you are a dead horse, your whole family is a dead horse... Forget it, let's go." Aojiao sighed, with a heart-wrenching melancholy on her childish face.

"Then can the master of weapon refining be recast?" Chen Xuan had another flash of inspiration. After all, he who owns the Star Sea Chart can use the star sea chart to improve his weapon refining skills to the level of a master of weapon refining.

"Without the Martial Spirit Haotian Hammer, even a master refiner is still a cook without rice." Aojiao decisively refused.

"Then it just so happens that this master of weapon refining can pick up the Martial Spirit Clear Sky Hammer?" Chen Xuan asked.

"Didn't I say before that Mo Fan is the only one left in the Haotian Sect?"

"What if I say I can use Brother Mo's Clear Sky Hammer?" Chen Xuan smiled confidently.

"You haven't woken up yet. What is a martial spirit? If others say it can be used, then you can use it."

"What a coincidence, I can really use it as I say." Chen Xuan's martial spirit is a rare human martial spirit. According to Xiao Zhan, the head of the Xiao family, he can use other people's weapons as his own weapons.

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