Full-time sword repair

Under the Demonic Peak.

Lin Jichen looked up at the towering mountain peaks and said, "Brother Baili, look at this mountain. It's like a spear thrust straight into the clouds, standing tall and daunting."

Baili Canfeng nodded and commented: "Moyin Peak is known as the ladder for gun cultivators to compete for. Even the weakest gun cultivator can benefit a lot as long as he climbs this mountain. Brother Lin, you can feel the sharp edge." Are you feeling sharp? The hairs on my hair stand on end."

Lin Jichen smiled confidently and said: "Among hundreds of soldiers, the sword is king. The sharpness of a spear is far inferior to that of a sword!"

Even in the mood of the artistic conception of countless gun repair masters, Lin Yichen did not mean to show timidity.

On the contrary, he held his head high and his eyes calm, looking at the mountain without any awe.

In the way of weapon cultivation, what all professions respect is the weapon they cultivate, whether it is a knife, a gun, a sword, an axe, a hammer, etc.

Monks of every profession will only firmly believe that the weapon in their hands is the strongest.

If you don’t even have this little bit of self-confidence, then you will never be able to achieve anything in your weapon cultivation!

So faced with this majestic spear intention, Lin Jichen didn't take it seriously. In his heart, the way of swordsmanship had already been engraved in his bones.

He firmly believes that there is no weapon in the world that can defeat the sword in his hand. His sword is the king of weapons!The King of Soldiers!

Seeing how domineering Lin Jichen was, Baili Canfeng couldn't help but feel heroic, and said: "Brother Lin has such a character, I admire him, why don't we give it a try?"

"How do you want to compare?" Lin Jichen asked with a smile.

"It's very simple." Baili Canfeng waved his hand, pointed at the top of the mountain and said, "It depends on who of us can climb the highest step!"

"you sure?"

"Of course! Whoever loses will be treated to a drink, do you dare?" Baili Canfeng was confident.

"No problem, just wait and pay." Lin Jichen readily agreed.

Baili Canfeng was sneaking around and ran away to the mountain. He didn't forget to turn around and said to Lin Jichen:

"Haha, Brother Lin, I'll leave first! Have you ever heard the saying, the stupid bird flies first!"

Lin Jichen shook his head speechlessly. This guy doesn't think he can climb high by running fast, does he?

He was not in any hurry, and walked slowly up the steps.

When he stepped on the first step, Lin Jichen already felt an invisible and weak pressure.

It's just that this kind of pressure has no effect on him at all, and even scratching is not enough.

Lin Jichen chose to speed up and walk up. Every time he climbed a step, he could feel the pressure increasing.

Just like that, one hundred floors, two hundred floors, three hundred floors...

Soon, Lin Jichen reached the first floor.

And this, he still didn't feel any pressure, as if this was an ordinary mountain.

Like him, there is also Baili Canfeng.

Baili Canfeng was actually faster than him. He had already reached the [-]st and [-]th level.

Seeing Lin Jichen still down there, he smiled.

"Brother Lin, what's going on? Are you so stressed?"

Lin Jichen didn't know whether to laugh or cry. How did this guy see that he was stressed?He doesn't even know it himself.

"Don't get carried away. Let me tell you, the faster you walk on these steps, the greater the pressure you will feel. At your speed, I don't think you can reach even two floors." Lin Jichen reminded kindly.

Baili Canfeng, however, sneered and said confidently: "Brother Lin, don't you think you are joking. Do you want to stop me, Baili Canfeng, for this kind of test? That Li Xinghun can climb two thousand and seven hundred steps, how can I?" Will it be worse than him?"

As he spoke, he did not slow down and continued to climb up quickly.

Lin Jichen shook his head helplessly and let him go.

Soon, Baili Canfeng disappeared from his sight, but he was not in a hurry and continued to walk up step by step at the same speed.

Nearly reaching the second floor, Lin Jichen finally saw Baili Canfeng, who was not far above.

At this time, Baili Canfeng no longer felt as relaxed and comfortable as before. On the contrary, his speed slowed down a lot, and the expression on his face gradually became heavier.

Seeing Lin Jichen catching up, he looked a little embarrassed, gritted his teeth and climbed up again.

"Brother Baili, what's wrong with you?" Lin Jichen still joked.

Baili Canfeng blushed and said harshly: "I thought you were too slow, so I stayed here waiting for you on purpose."

"Oh, that's it, then you don't have to wait for me, let's go."

After Lin Jichen finished speaking, he easily surpassed Baili Canfeng and continued walking up.

Baili Canfeng tried very hard to catch up, but found that the distance between himself and Brother Lin was getting farther and farther.

But he did not give up, but immediately adjusted his state and began to move forward slowly.

He also realized that he had not listened to Lin Jichen's advice, and as a result, he was now under pressure from the spear's will that far exceeded the normal level.

However, as a disciple of the Heavenly Demon Sect, he would never allow himself to give up like this.

He continued to persevere and keep climbing.

Two stems for one hundred layers, two stems for two hundred layers, two stems for three hundred layers...

When he reached the level of two to five hundred, Baili Canfeng was under terrifying pressure every step he took.

But even if veins popped up all over his body, even if his nostrils were bleeding, even if his skin began to crack and his clothes were stained with blood, he still persisted to the end.

"Don't be so pretentious. It's just for a drink. It's not necessary. In the worst case, I won't drink anymore."

Lin Jichen stood not far from Baili Canfeng's head. It seemed that he was persuading him with good intentions, but in fact he was trying to stimulate his fighting spirit.

He knew that Baili Canfeng's limit was far beyond that, but this guy was usually too lazy, so this time he took this opportunity to sharpen him.

Sure enough, when Baili Canfeng heard this, instead of stopping, he gritted his teeth and forced a smile, saying: "Brother Lin, don't be complacent, the outcome... is still unknown..."

After that, he raised his legs again and walked up the next step.

It's just that he can no longer straighten his back, and the surging pressure of the spear force forces him to move forward with a heavy weight on his back.

But this did not stop this thin scholar.

Lin Jichen smiled knowingly when he saw this, and then continued climbing. He had a hunch that the clue he wanted to find was somewhere on the top of the mountain.

He did not shake off the remaining wind, but slowed down and stayed within sight.

However, this height also began to make him feel pressure. He could feel the blood in his body boiling, like boiling water being boiled.

But this little pressure couldn't stop Lin Jichen at all. While paying attention to the remaining wind of hundreds of miles below, he walked up resolutely.

Two thousand and seven hundred layers!

This is already the highest level Li Xinghun can reach.

Lin Jichen stood on it, and even though the endless pressure of the gunfire was crushing him, nothing could be changed.

"You want to stop me? That's too naive."

Lin Jichen smiled slightly, took steps, and climbed again!

Baili Canfeng below was already sweating profusely, trembling all over, and his handsome face was as pale as paper.

He already wanted to give up.

But when he raised his head and saw Lin Jichen's back, he suddenly felt an inexplicable surge of strength.

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