After being reborn, he became cinnabar in the heart of Quanxianmen

Lu Ran closed the door and sat back inside, trying to digest tonight's gossip.

In the spiritual mirror, his face is delicate and gentle.There is only a thin layer of calluses on the delicate finger pulp, it is impossible to hold the sword all year round.But in the description, it has the character of a sword.

If temperament is ignored, his appearance is very similar to the combination of the young man just now and Jian Qing's appearance and body shape - but obviously men and women cannot have children.So his life experience became confusing again.

There was still a sadness in his body that didn't belong to him.Lu Ran tried to solve it by himself, but it was obviously too difficult for him to deal with the problem of time passing by and broken feelings.

By the way, when I was in Taiyi, who did I turn to for consultation on emotional issues?

——"Love is an explosion. Since it has exploded vigorously, even if it goes out later, there will be no regrets."

He remembered, it was her sixth senior sister.Born with fire roots, his temperament is like a bright flame.

She was originally the eldest lady of Yanni Pavilion, which specializes in firearms manufacturing.Later, by coincidence, he joined Taiyi's school.She grew up in the bomb/drugs, she was influenced by what she heard and saw, and she insisted that a beautiful love should be as vigorous and blazing as an explosion.

The sixth senior sister has studied all kinds of romance books for more than ten years, and she is a professional counterpart in dealing with emotional entanglements.She unequivocally opposes the love affair as a plot that depicts a complicated magic formation, carefully planned step by step.

Among them, the theory of "love is an explosion" is well-known in Xianmen, and it is known as "the lost pearl of the Acacia sect".

But for some reason, Lu Ran felt that he was not comforted.

At this moment, there were three even knocks on the door outside the house.Lu Ran opened the door, and saw a black iron man about two people standing blankly outside the door, the shiny iron armor reflected the snow light, holding a mustard bag for storage in his wide palm, and holding a mustard bag with the other hand. A thick robe was draped over her - it looked like she was here to see him off.

As an instrument repairer, Lu Ran instinctively evaluated the operating mechanism of the simulated iron man.

This is a sword puppet, a tool made by Jian Zong who is also in Kunwu, who is also in Kunwu.Powered by spirit stones, it can perform simple sword moves, and is usually used to practice moves for beginners.

It's just... a gleam of light flashed across Lu Ran's eyes.This sword puppet is too delicate.The internal operating structure is extremely complex and exquisite.His movements are coherent and flexible, almost no different from ordinary swordsmen.

Lu Ran felt itchy and wanted to study this sword puppet more.The Tin Woodman seemed to feel his longing, and leaned forward, sticking out his flat abstract head.The eye-like parts polished by spar looked at Lu Ran's face, as if confirming his identity, and then stretched out his hands——

Lu Ran was caught off guard and was hugged.

He was suddenly restrained between the steel and iron bones, the thick robe was stuffed on his face, and the iron hands that embraced him seemed to be getting tighter and tighter.Lu Ran could almost hear the crackling of his ribs.

Lu Ran felt that he was gradually out of breath.As an instrumentalist, it's indecent to be strangled to death by an artifact in the arms of death metal.He twisted his waist vigorously, raised his hand to gather spirits, and slashed at the weak connection of the Tin Woodman.

At this time, Jian Puppet finally realized that he was too excited, so he quickly relaxed his strength, and gently put the boy in his arms on the ground.

Lu Ran clutched his chest and coughed.In a trance, a calm and deep male voice sounded in my ears: "Little brother, are you okay?!"

The gentle palm with the callus - and a red ribbon wrapped around the wrist - patted his back lightly.Lu Ran murmured unconsciously: "Elder brother..."

He rested for a while, recovering his senses, there were still faint dredging marks on his bare arms.Sword Puppet realized that he was too excited and made a mistake, his tall body crouched shyly at the door, his mighty hands and feet hugged together.Lu Ran actually saw a trace of grievance and fear from its patchwork face.

Lu Ran practiced the technique of refining weapons, so he naturally got close to these artificial objects.He could feel that the sword puppet had no malice.The sword puppet stood there stupidly, not daring to move.The spirit stone on his chest flickered on and off tremblingly, looking a little pitiful.

Lu Ran sighed, reached out and knocked on the iron shell of the sword puppet.Sword Puppet understood that he had been forgiven, and suddenly became happy again, and stood up suddenly, almost startling Lu Ran again.

Lu Ran had no choice but to use gestures to force this overly clever but overexcited sword puppet to settle down.He gestured to the sword puppet, and the sword puppet understood his instructions immediately.With wide palms, he carefully pinched the thick robe and put it on Lu Ran.Immediately afterwards, he half-knelt down and stretched out a slender iron arm in front of Lu Ran's leg.

The sword puppet's protruding eyes were shining, and he stared at Lu Ran expectantly, almost pretending to swing a fluffy tail behind him.Lu Ran wanted to laugh, but unfortunately he still couldn't control his expression.I had no choice but to pat the sword puppet on the head again.

Kunwu Sword Sect is located in the northern part of the Central Plains.It's winter now, the mountains are covered by heavy snow outside, and an unknown earthquake happened before.Not long after I woke up, my body was weak, and it was too unrealistic to walk down the mountain alone.Relying on sword puppets to pick them up is the best way.

Lu Ran jumped onto the sword puppet's arm and sat down while supporting its shoulder.In the smell of iron and metal soaked in frost and snow, there is a hint of bitter aroma of herbs.

Lu Ran was in a daze for a moment.In the haze, a charming woman was standing beside his bed, her long black hair was braided into a complex bun with ancient silverware.The exotic light herbal aroma is extra reassuring.

The voice with a Southern Xinjiang accent sounded like a silver bell: "Little Qi, you will be cured after drinking this bowl of medicine."

He replied in a daze, "Fourth Senior Sister..."

But the woman suddenly said angrily: "Don't call me Fourth Senior Sister! I'm not a disciple of Taiyi!"

Lu Ran woke up with a start, his gaze suddenly raised.The sword puppet held him with one hand, stood up suddenly, the sound of metal colliding and clenching came from the huge body, and the spirit stone on his chest shone brightly, and then——

The sword puppet rushed out like an arrow off the string, speeding up all the way!

Ah ah ah ah ah ah!

Lu Ran's screams disappeared in the wind.

The scenery on both sides of the mountain quickly faded, and the sound of howling wind came from my ears.Sitting on the sword puppet's arm, Lu Ran was dizzy from being bumped, and was almost dumbfounded by the cold wind.

People can't, at least they shouldn't be so unlucky.

As an instrument cultivator, he can fully understand the feeling of a top-quality instrument wanting to show off its superior performance in front of others.But also as the weakest instrument cultivator in the world of cultivating immortals, such a quick sprint was unacceptable to him.

Lu Ran wanted to curse - but the cold wind made him unable to open his mouth at all.

He angrily resorted to the magic formula, and the spiritual power of the weapon cultivator penetrated through the gap connecting the iron helmet, and along the complicated wheel axis line, he accurately and proficiently found the driving spirit stone at the core of the sword puppet's chest.

A very rare gemstone, but the size of a fist, can provide power for such a huge sword puppet.

The sword puppet's most important core was touched, its movements froze instantly, and it stopped charging.It forcibly suppressed the instinct of counterattack and self-defense, and still hugged Lu Ran firmly, without shaking him away.

The sudden braking made Lu Ran dizzy, and he feebly pushed the sword puppet's arm.The sword puppet lowered him back to the ground as gently as possible.Lu Ran immediately rushed to the side, leaning on a tree and retching.The sword puppet stood beside him quietly and obediently, trying to pretend to be a harmless stone to humans and animals.

Feeling a little more comfortable, Lu Ran turned his head and glared at the sword puppet, pointing his fingers angrily up and down.The sword puppet hugged his body tightly, trying to shrink himself under Lu Ran's sharp sword-like eyes, looking obedient and honest.

Lu Ran gritted his teeth: "Which bastard Qixiu designed you..."

Before he could finish his words, his stomach was overwhelmed again.Lu Ran had no choice but to turn around again.

The sword puppet shrank back and shook his head frantically.

Lu Ran wiped his mouth and looked around. The cold wind blew across the mountains and forests, and the sound of pines was bleak and desolate.The place where Jian Puppet sent him down the mountain was not even the main entrance of Jianzong, but a hidden side gate in the back mountain where no one came and went.

Lu Ran reasonably suspected that it was because Jian Qing didn't want others to know that he was awake.

Several figures with lamps came towards here.Looking at the attire, he is a disciple of Kunwu Sword Sect who came here to patrol.When they saw the pale-faced Lu Ran and the sword puppets beside him, they were startled and drew out their swords one after another.

The first person shouted: "Stop! Who are you? Why are you carrying a sword puppet!"

Lu Ran angrily glanced at the Tin Woodman beside him, pretending to be innocent.Thinking in his heart, why don't he take the opportunity and kick this unlucky sword puppet back to Jianzong.

The sword cultivator disciples on night patrol surrounded Lu Ran, and the sword puppet immediately got up to block the young man.A few people didn't pay attention to this crude puppet.Swinging a sword, he tried to take down this suspicious strange face.

With a clatter.The sword puppet blocked with his hand, and the long sword collided with the iron arm, making a clanging sound.The spirit sword was knocked out of a gap and flew out of his hand.

The sword cultivator who took the lead let out a cry.This is his natal spirit sword!Such a gap can only be repaired by the equipment repairer of Jin Zong.

The most important competition in the tool repair world is called [Zhan Jin Dao], which is personally assessed by the chief tool repairer of the Zhan Jin Zong.Even if you just invite the middle-lower-ranked tool repairer in [Zhan Jin Dao] to repair it, you will have to pay him half a year's Lingshi monthly case!

Lu Ran was also surprised: he only noticed that the core gemstone of the sword puppet was unusual, but he didn't notice that the material of its outer shell was also not extraordinary iron.Jianxiu's sword is very special.Except for the natal spirit sword of another sword cultivator, there are few other artifacts that can damage the sword so easily.

Although it was the sword cultivator who made the first move, it hurt his natal spirit sword after all.Lu Ran kindly said: "Show me your sword, I'm a weapon repairer, I can try to repair it for you."

Kunwu Sword Sect recruits disciples with strict rules.The sword cultivator who made the move was originally not up to the entry standard, but because of his prominent family background, he was forced in and became an outer disciple.His cultivation is not outstanding, but he has always been arrogant.

The other sword cultivators didn't bother to argue with him, so he felt that he was afraid of his family background.If it is gentle and polite, it is flattery.Eyes above the top all day long, when did you experience this kind of anger?

He was furious: "It's up to you? You will cultivate it for me? How many ranks do you rank in Zhanjin Dao, do you dare to cultivate the Spiritual Sword for me?"

Lu Ran tried his best to recall: "I don't seem to have a ranking..."

The sword cultivator sneered and said, "A low-level weapon cultivator who can't even participate in the golden knife, dares to give me a magic weapon? Are you worthy?" He glared at Lu Ran viciously, turned his eyes to look at the silent sword puppet.

He doesn't understand the principles of weapon repair, but he can damage his own spirit sword. The shell of the sword puppet should be made of rare iron.The sword cultivator pointed to the sword puppet: "If you take off the sword puppet's arms and give it to me, I will consider not to pursue it."

The huge and burly sword puppet immediately looked at Lu Ran eagerly, like a child who was afraid that he would be betrayed by his parents.

Lu Ran refused without thinking.

Is there something wrong with Jianxiu's brain?If you are willing to repair the sword for him, just have fun, but you can actually make such an outrageous request.

After so many years, why did Jianzong still have so many neuroses—although he can't remember clearly now, how the sword cultivators of his era were all blooming and showing their magical powers.

Although Lu Ran's inner drama was brilliant, but there was no disturbance on his face, his eyes were as calm as the shining stars in the distant night sky.

The companions of the night patrol also felt that this person was too much, but due to his family background, they didn't say much, just stood aside and watched.Jianxiu felt that he was underestimated, so he was furious, and charged forward again with the gaping spirit sword in his hand.

Lu Ran couldn't bear it anymore, and slapped the sword puppet with one hand, injecting spiritual power into the iron armor.Qi Xiu specializes in refining magical weapons, and it is impossible to beat the famous sword repairer who is known for his brutality in hand-to-hand combat.But it is much easier to control the sword puppet to fight for him.

The sword puppet had a tacit understanding with him and acted on command.Showing agility that is not commensurate with its tall body, it teleported to the sword cultivator's side, parried its attack, and held the blade tightly with a hard iron hand.

The sword cultivator twitched vigorously, but the long sword did not move at all.Lu Ran maintained the spiritual connection with the sword puppet, and tried to persuade him: "Don't force it, it will break."

Jian Xiu became furious and cursed: "Which bastard Qi Xiu designed this iron bump! Wait until I tell my father, let him pick off that Qi Xiu's hand..."

A click.

Jianxiu suddenly fell silent, and raised his head tremblingly.

The man-made killer exudes a cold and stern aura, looking down on the trembling sword repairer from a high position.The core gem vibrated violently, and the complicated spells were running rapidly in the chest cavity, making a low roar.Fragments of the spirit sword that had been crushed abruptly fell from its palm and fell on Jianxiu's face.

The sword repairer looked up at the sword puppet in horror, feeling that it wasn't the sword that was crushed - but his own head, his own bones!The soles of his feet went limp, and he slumped on the ground.

Lu Ran vaguely guessed the reason for the sword puppet's fury - for a spiritual artifact, insulting the cultivator who created it is equivalent to insulting its parents, and it is absolutely forbidden.

He touched the sword puppet's other hand, trying to appease its fury.The frantic flow of spells gradually subsided, and the sword puppet restrained his murderous aura, and stood back behind Lu Ran silently in a guarding posture, covering Qi Xiu completely in his own shadow.

Lu Ran looked down at the shattered spirit sword, and let out a sigh - it was basically difficult to repair it when it was broken like this.

He raised his head and looked seriously at the frightened Jianxiu: "You should have promised me before."

He didn't get a ranking in 【Zhan Jin Dao】——

Because Zhan Jinzong's chief instrument repairer personally invited him to participate in the competition, he was rejected by him.

Because he and another tool repairer did not participate at the same time, the Zhanjindao back then was only a second-rate competition.