Chapter 182 The Blacksmith?

It's really that bone shelf! Lin Xin couldn't help asking, "So since he is so strong, how did he die?"

"Ha ha, there are two kinds of things in this world that can completely ignore personal strength and only look at cultivation when killing people. One is the magic array of the array mage, and the other is the magic pill of the pharmacist." Old Luo smiled and looked a little depressed. That was a past that he didn't want to mention...

"However, if you want to realize at the peak of the fighter, the possibility of those elemental attributes in the general environment is almost equal to zero. And it happens that the old man, I know a place where I can feel the attributes of space and a place where I can feel the attributes of a mirra," Old Man Luo said with a smile.

Spatial attributes?

Lin Xin's heart jumped violently. As for the mythical attribute, how could Lin Xin still listen to it?

"Spatial attributes, is there anything special about it?" Lin Xinqiang suppressed his heart and asked with excitement.

"There are many special places. For example, if you have just understood the power of spatial attributes, you will bring spatial element fluctuations in your attack. The attack speed can be comparable to that of a guy who understands the wind attributes of the same level, and the sharpness is no less than that of the metal strong. If the understanding is deepened, it can also make a long-distance space beat like the clear beast, can cut off the shackles of space, and really float in the air. It can also act the power of space on a person like a strong man who understands the elements of earth attributes, making it difficult for him to move, and even unable to move a little! If you understand it more deeply, you can still use the powerful skills such as space cutting and space turbulence that even the martial arts-level strong are afraid of!"

Does the space beat? Lin Xin took a deep breath and chose it when he reached the peak of the fighter in the future!

"Of course, there is a very special benefit for you without attribute fighting." Old man Luo looked at Lin Xin with a strange face and said.

"Special?" Lin Xin raised his eyebrows.

"Your fighting strength has no attributes, which means that you don't have to be promoted by the attributes of ordinary fighters. In the first battle last night, you not only improved your cultivation to the level of the fighter, but also the mastery of power and the sword meaning of understanding, which can completely make you not continue to feel the power. In the case of quantity, you can improve your cultivation by three to four levels, which means that you can continue to rely on the artifact in the sea to improve your cultivation.

This is good news! Lin Xin smiled happily. In this case, doesn't it mean that he can continue to enjoy that kind of rocket-style improvement? Although it can only improve the fighting power by three to four levels, it's also very good, isn't it?

However, what's wrong with this sword and the sword meaning of old man Luo?

Lin Xin asked again, "So what about my two broken swords and what is the sword meaning you just said? With these two broken swords, I actually have a feeling that I don't want to put them into the space ring!"

"Your two broken swords, you have to treat them well." Old man Luo said with a complicated look, "Last night, it was after these two broken swords gave birth to the soul of the sword, and the sword body exploded to let you survive. However, although the sword soul has been born, after all, it is the sword soul without the sword body, and it is only the newly born sword soul, which is no longer of great use to you.

Sword soul?

Lin Xin stretched out his hand and gently stroked the two hilts and closed his eyes. It seemed that he really felt the pain behind the broken sword from the hilt and the joy when he just gently pressed it!

These two swords seem to be their closest relatives. What a wonderful feeling!

Lin Xin feels that he can no longer give up these two swords in his life...

"Can my 'stream light' and 'shadow' be repaired?" Lin Xin asked.

"It can be, but after all, they are swords that gave birth to the soul of the sword. The person who repairs the sword body must be their master. The sword body that others mend for them is equivalent to putting together two completely different broken swords together, and they will not admit it." Old man Luo explained.

"Well, I'll have to find a blacksmith to learn how to make iron in a few days." Lin Xin smiled and said that as soon as he finished speaking, Lin Xin knew that there were two more words of gratitude from the two swords in the sea!

"Little guy, are you kidding?" Old Luo was shocked: "Little guy, you have to figure it out. You have the artifact in the sea, and you have learned the array skill. You can completely refine the high-level sword, and then use the artifact in the sea to upgrade it into a divine sword. There is no need to spend more time to cultivate these two low-level swords step by step! They make you realize the meaning of swordsmanship, which is of little value for you now; since they have saved you, why don't you just treat them well?

Just kidding, this boy's talent is really good, but there's no need to be distracted on the iron, right? With the skill of attaching arrays, hitting iron is simply chicken ribs...

I have understood the meaning of the sword, and why do you pay attention to a newborn sword soul?

From the perspective of interests, these two broken swords are really useless, but it is also because Old Luo himself has never had the feeling of blood between him and the blade! Lin Xin shook his head and said, "I must learn this iron. Let's not talk about this. What is the meaning of sword with me? I think I seem to have mastered a sharp and powerful thing, but it's not a combat skill.

Since Lin Xin doesn't want to talk about this issue anymore, that is to say, he is determined to learn to strike iron, old man Luo has to sigh and said, "You must learn, that's also casual. However, these two broken swords are really worth learning to strike iron for them and casting sword bodies for them."

"As for Jianyi, little guy, do you know that in my era, in addition to the Wu Zun who understands the spatial attribute elements I said, there is also a character who can barely deal with the super strong man at the level of Wu Zun!" Old man Luo sighed in a low voice. There is another sentence he didn't say, that is, if the blade used by the martial arts saint is the same as that of the martial arts master, the gap between the two will be almost zero!

Another super strongman? Lin Xin's heart jumped.

"You have also heard of the nickname of Wu Zun." Old man Luo said.

'Is it what I've heard again?' The super-strong figures that Lin Xin knows now are all related to Mr. Luo! What kind of role was this old man like 4,000 years ago?

"He is called a sword madman. He loves swords all his life, but unlike you, he loves swords and loves to collect swords. His portable swords are often changed." Speaking of the sword madman, the old man Luo grinned at the corners of his mouth. That guy complained every day why he hadn't got a sword soul, and he didn't think about it. He changed a sword every three days. Can he raise a sword soul?