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Under the wash of a large amount of elixirs and the consolidation of the divine crystal, Liu Wuxie's state quickly stabilized.
Almost the whole night was spent carving the spirit-nurturing patterns and practicing.
He opened his eyes and looked around.
"Strange, why do I always feel like someone is spying on me?"
After looking around, there was no sign of anyone else, but his intuition told him that there were others around.
The wind chimes are not ringing, which means that no one sets foot within a hundred meters.
Su Niang. Staying in the Book of Heavenly Dao, she cannot reveal herself or perceive the outside situation. She can only communicate with her master through her thoughts.
He shook his head, maybe he had an illusion, not even the outer disciples dared to come to this bamboo forest, let alone the other handyman disciples.
Stretch your body, and the muscles and bones in your body will make a sound like a war drum being beaten again.
"Shocking Divine Fist!"
He punched forward, causing faint ripples to appear around him.
Liu Wuxie was greatly shocked to be able to cause such fluctuations without resorting to the realm's divine energy.
"It seems that the elixir has reshaped my body."
Liu Wuxie said secretly.
Among the fifty or so pills I swallowed, several of them were mainly used to strengthen muscles and bones.
Before the sky was completely bright, Liu Wuxie turned into a shooting star and disappeared into the bamboo forest.
Until Liu Wuxie walked away, the bad old man in the distance walked out of the darkness.
"The alertness is quite strong. Why does this kid look so unfamiliar? He came out of nowhere."
Looking at Liu Wuxie's back, Old Man Zao unknowingly drank all the wine from the bottle.
The journey was very fast and we soon returned to the house where we lived.
"Creak!"
When they opened the door, Jiao Duo and the others had not yet gotten up. The moment they saw Liu Wuxie, everyone seemed to have seen a ghost, with expressions of disbelief on their faces.
Yesterday, Deacon Xue arranged for Liu Wuxie to go out to deliver weapons. They thought Liu Wuxie would not be able to come back alive.
"You...are you a human or a ghost?"
Diao Hua was not good at Liu Wuxie's senses.
Suddenly seeing Liu Wuxie, he showed a hint of panic.
Liu Wuxie glanced at them, said nothing, and returned to his bed.
Liu Wuxie could see the attitude of Jiao Duo and others in Xi Jian Chi.
Since they don't want to get too close to me for fear of getting angry, there is no need for me to put my hot face against my cold butt.
"Junior Brother Liu, it's great that you're okay."
Only Wang Zhongyuan came over and greeted Liu Wuxie warmly.
Liu Wuxie nodded in return. Among these people, Wang Zhongyuan was the only one who was closer to him.
Next, we have to repeat yesterday's work. The handyman disciples have no status and spend every day busy.
It is not difficult to tell from their conversations that the number of weapons delivered during this period is increasing.
Follow Jodo and the others towards the Sword Washing Pond.
There are a large number of weapons piled on the edge of the sword washing pool. Some weapons are seriously damaged and will take a long time to repair.
Jiao Duo and the others returned to the place where they worked yesterday. Many deacons had been waiting for a long time. The sect had given orders that they must repair all the weapons before the sect competition at the end of the year.
If you delay the sect competition, the Hall of Miscellaneous Workers will be punished.
"Liu Wuxie, starting from today, you will go to the No. 3 Sword Washing Pool. The tasks there are heavy, and you are not needed here for the time being."
Deacon Xue came over and arranged for Liu Wuxie to go to the No. 3 sword washing pool.
Jiao Duo and the others were just getting ready to work when they heard that Liu Wuxie was transferred to the No. 3 sword washing pool. They all stopped what they were doing and looked at Liu Wuxie with strange eyes.
No. 3 Sword Washing Pond is Liang Zhishen's territory. Once there, Liu Wuxie will definitely be isolated.
"Deacon Xue, we also have heavy tasks here. It is obviously inappropriate to transfer him to Junior Brother Liu at this time."
Jiao Duo stood up at this time and asked Deacon Xue.
Liu Wuxie's eyes fell on Jiao Duo's face. Unexpectedly, Jiao Duo, who rarely spoke, actually stood up and spoke for him.
"You are all rebelling. Get out of here and work. If anyone has any objections, please come to me alone."
Deacon Xue gave a sharp shout and told everyone to hurry up and work.
Jiao Duo continued to speak, but Liu Wuxie waved his hand to stop him: "I'll be fine."
After saying that, Liu Wuxie walked towards No. 3 Sword Washing Pool.
After passing through two winding roads, Liu Wuxie quickly came to No. 3 Sword Washing Pond, which was also filled with weapons.
Liang Zhishen and a few companions were chatting and laughing, while the other handyman disciples were working hard.
Seeing Liu Wuxie, Liang Zhishen and the others put down their weapons and looked at Liu Wuxie with smiles.
Many of the handyman disciples had malicious looks in their eyes.
Liu Wuxie turned a blind eye and walked to the sword washing pool, picked up the weapon on the ground and put it into the sword washing pool to wash away the dirt in the long sword.
"Wow!"
A young deacon held a pile of weapons and threw them in front of Liu Wuxie.
"These must be completed today. If you fail to complete them, your income for today will be deducted and you will be punished by having to think twice."
After the young deacon finished speaking, he dropped a pile of weapons and left.
Looking at the mountains of weapons, Liu Wuxie's eyes were cold and terrifying.
There are a total of five to six hundred weapons, which a normal person cannot complete at all. This is obviously making things difficult for him.
Just as Liu Wuxie was about to retort, the young deacon had already walked away and did not give him a chance to speak.
On the contrary, on Liang Zhishen's side, there were only scattered weapons on the ground.
"Liu Wuxie, you have to work harder. If you can't finish it, you may have to be whipped."
Zhang Shuo, who was sitting next to Liang Zhishen, said sarcastically.
The other handyman disciples in Sword Washing Pool No. 3 started making noises one after another.
Liu Wuxie's eyes were lowered, and he took a deep breath to suppress the fire in his heart. He now knew very well that once he got angry, he would play into the hands of Deacon Xue, and he would definitely take the opportunity to punish himself.
Pick up the weapons on the ground and place them in the sword washing pool.
Normal washing, more than 500 weapons, even if Liu Wuxie didn't rest during the process, it would be late at night at the earliest.
Not to mention practicing, there is no time to rest.
"This little bit of trouble is just trying to stump me."
A sneer appeared on the corner of Liu Wuxie's mouth, and he secretly activated the spiritual cultivation technique to speed up the cleaning of the dirt in the weapon.
For ordinary handyman disciples, it takes about a cup of tea to clean a long sword.
But for Liu Wuxie, ten breaths of time was enough.
In order not to attract other people's attention, Liu Wuxie doubled his speed so that he could complete the task in the evening.
If the number of weapons continues to be increased tomorrow, Liu Wuxie can definitely ask the sect to come out and make a decision. This is already beyond the limit of a normal person.
Liang Zhishen and the others looked at Liu Wuxie leisurely. When they saw Liu Wuxie cleaning two long swords in just ten breaths, there was a strange look in his eyes.
"Liu Wuxie, what are you doing? If the dirt in the weapons cannot be cleaned out, we will all be affected."
Seeing Liu Wuxie's washing speed, the other No. 3 Sword Washing Pool disciples stopped one after another with a questioning tone.
If the Yu Ling Hall's requirements are not met, these weapons will be returned, and they will all be implicated at that time.
Liu Wuxie remained indifferent to their questions and continued to wash his swords.
"Pretending to be pretentious, wait until these weapons are delivered to the Yuling Hall and see how stubborn he still is."
Zhang Shuo said coldly.
Since ancient times, no one has been able to clean the sword within ten breaths.
Liu Wuxie was obviously fooling around. The dirt in the weapons he handled must not have been cleaned thoroughly.
Although Deacon Xue has left, he has been paying close attention to the situation at the No. 3 Sword Washing Pond.
The news that Liu Wuxie completed two weapons in ten breaths quickly spread to other sword washing pools, and even some handyman disciples came to watch out of curiosity.
"There is indeed no dirt left!"
Some brave people walked up to Liu Wuxie, picked up the washed weapons, and found that all the dirt inside was removed. This was not what Zhang Shuo and the others said, Liu Wuxie was just going through the motions.
A faint spirit-nurturing pattern flows in Liu Wuxie's palm.
With the blessing of the spirit-nurturing pattern, there is no need to wash the sword pool, and these dirt can be cleaned away.
Unknowingly, Liu Wuxie carved thousands of spiritual cultivation patterns.
"I didn't expect that washing a long sword can also refine the spirit cultivation pattern."
Looking at the spirit-nurturing pattern on the palm of his hand, a smile appeared on Liu Wuxie's face.
He spent a whole night working on it before purifying more than fifty pills, mainly due to his own spiritual cultivation skills, which were far from being perfect.
Washing weapons during the day was a good opportunity to hone his spiritual cultivation skills.
Before he knew it, it was afternoon, and the weapons stacked in front of Liu Wuxie were running low.
Liang Zhishen and others' faces were gloomy and scary. They originally wanted to see Liu Wuxie make a fool of themselves, but the result was good, they became clowns.
Before dusk, all the weapons placed in front of Liu Wuxie were cleaned.
Liu Wuxie sent these weapons to the Yuling Hall, and today's mission was completed.
"Wait a moment!"
Just as Liu Wuxie was about to leave, a cold shout interrupted him.
"Elder, do you have anything else to do?"
Liu Wuxie's eyes fell on the elder who called him out.
This person is the master of the Yuling Hall, and all washed weapons must be sent to the Yuling Hall to be repaired by the spiritual cultivators.
Even Deacon Xue cannot interfere with the affairs of the Yuling Hall.
"Did you complete all of this today?"
The leader of the Yuling Hall stared directly at Liu Wuxie and asked.
"yes!"
Liu Wuxie nodded.
"how did you do it."
The leader of the Yuling Hall asked Liu Wuxie.
In one day, five hundred weapons were washed, and no one except the spiritual cultivator could do it.
If Liu Wuxie is a spiritual cultivator, he can definitely gain the attention of the sect and even be entrusted with important tasks by virtue of his status as a spiritual cultivator.
Now it seems that Liu Wuxie does not know the art of cultivating spirits.
"I don't know, I just finished it in a daze."
Liu Wuxie replied with a respectful look.
The old man in front of me is definitely a spiritual cultivator, and his spiritual cultivating skills are extremely high.
The old man glanced at Liu Wuxie meaningfully. How could he not see that Liu Wuxie was deliberately hiding something?
"It's okay, you can go back first."
If Liu Wuxie didn't say anything, the leader of the Yuling Hall wouldn't be able to say anything else.
"Disciple, resign!"
Liu Wuxie bent down and bowed, and left the Yuling Hall.
Until Liu Wuxie walked away, the master of the Yuling Hall still hadn't left.
"Hall Master, why do you talk so much to the handyman disciples?"
A middle-aged man came over, looked at the hall master in a daze, and quickly asked. The handyman disciples had no status in their eyes, and every time they brought weapons, they did so with trepidation.
