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Chapter 38 Dior Spirit Sword (I wish everyone a happy Dragon Boat Festival!)
"..."

Although Chu Ming chose "Storm Gathering" without hesitation, he still couldn't help but want to complain about another white entry.

Fire Eye Gold Essence?

This thing has a hammer!
Is it just to be handsome?

Especially turning the pistol into gold, can this thing still be sold for money?
Chu Ming's cheeks twitched slightly, silently put away the "Rising Sun Pill", left the alchemy room and hurried to the affairs hall.

After handing over the work of refining Shengyang Pill and Liuwei Dihuang Pill, he got two thousand contribution points, and at the same time, he actually got a wedding invitation.

——Following the sun and the moon as an alliance, showing the world as a lesson, Zichun Eighteen Ling Jianfeng is waiting for you

"October eighteenth, isn't it a week away?"

Chu Ming glanced casually, but didn't take this matter to heart.

However, after putting away the wedding invitation, many people around sneaked glances at him, their eyes full of envy.

"?"

Chu Ming was stunned for a moment, and then his expression suddenly dawned.

There are a total of 110 eight peaks in the outer sect of Tianyan Sect. Except for the peaks with special departments such as Dan Peak and Handyman Peak, the other peaks have an approximate strength ranking according to the number of disciples who entered the inner sect.

But Ling Jianfeng ranks in the top three of all the peaks with more than [-] disciples every year, which can be said to be the best of the crowd.

Therefore, it has become the yearning place for many outer sect disciples, and many of them thought of joining Ling Jianfeng before entering the Tianyan Sect.

It's a pity that Ling Jianfeng's recruitment of disciples is extremely strict, not to mention that he must bring his own innate high-grade spiritual roots, and he also needs a talent for sword repair, which makes many people discouraged.

Of course, it’s not okay to join, but it’s okay to build relationships!
After all, the main focus of cultivating immortals is connections and background, and human affection is more precious than some treasures from heaven and earth at certain moments.

"No wonder you all look at me, so you want to go to Ling Jianfeng to get acquainted."

Chu Ming smiled knowingly, and a business idea suddenly fermented slowly in his heart.

He waved the invitation card in his hand and yelled a few times around.

"Is there anyone who wants the invitation for Elder Ling Jianfeng's wedding? You can exchange it with contribution points."

"..."

After a short period of silence, many disciples in the hall surrounded Chu Ming. After haggling for a while, they finally sold him for [-] contribution points, which surprised him very much.

This thing is so valuable?
With [-] contribution points in his hand, Chu Ming's heart suddenly became active, and he planned to browse the list of items that can be exchanged before picking up the business.

In Tianyanzong, apart from the surrounding squares and cities, contribution points in other places are far more popular than spirit stones.

After all, it is the circulation currency that can be directly exchanged for various treasures in the sect!

Just like this spirit sword named Dior.

[The third-order magical weapon, produced in the hands of the closed disciple of the elder Chishan of Bailian Peak, is a flying sword powered by spiritual power. It is equipped with an invisible protective spirit cover. It can resist 90% of wind resistance during the flight of the sword, and the maximum speed can reach 200 miles per quarter. The hilt comes with Tianyanzong and nearby map navigation, and a free personal accident insurance when you buy it]

[This sword can also be used as a self-defense tool if necessary, but because its material is brittle, please be prepared to die with the enemy]

[Price: [-] contribution points]

"..."

Looking at the introduction in the book, Chu Ming felt a little bit moved in his heart.

This is Yujian flying!

Among other things, how handsome and handsome is the feeling of standing with hands behind your back in the air and fluttering in white clothes!
Besides, running around every day is really exhausting, so it's not bad to buy a means of transportation.

"Brother, is this Dior Spirit Sword still in stock?"

"certainly"

The steward of the affairs hall took out a long sword from the wooden cabinet and handed it to Chu Ming. Its body was crystal clear and white, and the body of the sword was engraved with complicated and mysterious patterns, faintly exuding a chilling silver luster.

But, why didn't it sharpen?
Chu Ming was startled, and couldn't help asking while looking at the thick sword body.

"Little brother, this sword is not sharpened! Did you take it wrong?"

"yes"

The steward emphasized solemnly.

"Tianyanzong has a rule that the magic weapon used as a flying sword is not allowed to be sharpened, otherwise what will happen if it hits someone else? It is not usually used for fighting, it is just a walking tool."

"..."

It makes sense and I can't even refute it!
Chu Ming sighed helplessly, and after accepting the task of cleaning up the rat demon, he picked up the spirit sword and left the hall of things, but the light blue panel in front of him made his depressed heart feel a little better.

[Do you want to simulate "Dior Spirit Sword"? 】

"Yes"

Chu Ming found a corner where no one was around, and watched the information that was constantly surging in front of him.

[After you were bought back by Chu Ming, you have been flying day and night as a means of transportation, working hard and bearing no complaints]

[Suddenly one day, you flew to a land lacking in spiritual power, and fell into a lake together with Chu Ming because of no source of movement]

[At this time, the Lake God suddenly appeared, holding a golden you and a bronze you and asked him, "Which sword is yours?"】

[Chu Ming was very honest, shook his head to indicate that neither of these two swords belonged to him, so the Lake God dived into the lake again, and slowly floated out after about half a stick of incense, holding three spirit swords with a face full of relief, one of which is your body]

【"Young man, I see that you are honest and kind, with complete bones. I will give you all three swords. Sure enough, you chose the silver sword that suits you best"】

【"Who are you scolding for the silver sword?!" Chu Ming became furious when he heard this, and fought with the Lake God. Unfortunately, you were affected and shattered, and the simulation ended]

[Because "Dior Spirit Sword" is your personal item as the host, only reward [-] can be selected]

【Entries can be added now:】

["One Sword Transforms Three Purities (Green)": The spirit sword can separate gold, silver and copper three-handled swords, please explore the uses by yourself]

"This simulated entry is useless!"

Chu Ming couldn't help blurting out.

He thought he could add an offensive entry to this "Dior Spirit Sword", but he didn't expect it to be about Yujian's flight in the end.

"Forget it, I don't expect it to be my magic weapon."

Chu Ming stepped on the spirit sword, relying on his experience in skateboarding in his previous life to control the sword flying in mid-air.

The job he took to clean up the rat monster was in the Western Fang City. It was said that the monster had eaten up the rice in the granaries of several farmers, but he couldn't find it, so he spent [-] contribution points to ask for help.

"The four pests of rats should be exterminated like mosquitoes!"

Chu Ming said viciously, on the way to the west Fangshi, he closed his eyes lightly out of boredom, and controlled the "Dior Spirit Sword" with his mind, intending to try the effect of "one sword transforming three cleansing".

"Whoosh!"

With the sound of piercing through the air, Chu Ming suddenly felt his body lighten up, and the surrounding wind resistance reduced a lot again.

"?"

He slowly opened his eyes, and immediately found that there were two gold and copper long swords under his armpit at some point, and the silver sword was also turned from the soles of his feet to hold it under his buttocks.

The three swords propped Chu Ming up in mid-air with the force of the horns, like an old man sitting in a rocking chair!
(End of this chapter)