Full-time sword repair

Lin Jichen felt that he opened so many shops, but in fact it was no different from managing a guild in the past, they were all scorers.

He suddenly missed the time when he managed the guild. It wasn't that the job was easy, but that he had a good helper to help him deal with matters big and small.

That person is Yuzujiang, Zuoyou, the right-hand man of his guild.

It was Zuoyou's appearance back then that allowed Lin Jichen to be the hands-off shopkeeper and concentrate on improving his strength.

Zuoyou's strength is not strong, and she can even be said to be very good. She is an idiot in fighting and has no talent in games. Anyone who comes here can abuse her.

But in terms of management and other aspects, it is definitely a talent.

She managed Lin Jichen's guild in an orderly manner, and even created a lot of side jobs, bringing a lot of benefits to the guild.

This is also one of the reasons why Lin Jichen's guild flourished and was favored by the big guild.

Lin Jichen thought that if Zuoyou was here, it would be a good choice for her to manage the store for him.

It's a pity that she hasn't touched the game yet.

When Lin Jichen was distracted, the system reminded him that his coma time was over.

Lin Jichen stopped thinking about it and immediately entered the game.

When he opened his eyes, he found that he was no longer in the Buddha Sect, the familiar bedroom, the familiar fragrance.

Lin Jichen bounced up at once, his little heart beating thumpingly.

He is too familiar here, isn't it the master's bedroom~

It seems that after he fell into a coma, he should have been brought back to Jianzong. As for why he was in the master's bedroom, the master must have taken him over.

Think a little excited.

One day without seeing Master is like three autumns.

"Master~Master~" Lin Jichen got up and shouted, even temporarily forgetting the two gift packages of the Immortal Ascension Conference that he wanted to check.

But after looking around, he didn't see Leng Feiyan.

He had no choice but to walk out of the bedroom and head towards the Sword Palace.

The Great Hall of the Sword Palace.

Leng Feiyan and Jianzong, including all the elder positions in the inner and outer halls, gathered together for a meeting.

"Master, according to reliable sources, Nine Dragons Valley seems to have made a big move because of Situ Zhao's death. Our Sword Sect has to guard against it."

Great Elder Tian Yuan, Nan Gongyue's grandfather, said.

Leng Feiyan sat high in the first hall, leaning on the phoenix chair, as cold as ice.

Hearing this, she snorted coldly and said: "Their disciples were killed by my disciples, their skills are inferior to others, if they are still not convinced, just come here if they want to play dirty tricks, my sword sect has nothing to fear!"

"What the head said is that although Jiulonggu is a big sect of the Demon Sect, my Tianyan Sword Sect doesn't need to be afraid of him. That old devil Qiu Wansheng has always been afraid of my Sword Sect, and he dare not provoke him." Elder Tianqing Very disdainful.

The Elder Tianjian got up to salute at this moment, and said: "Master, in this Immortal Ascension Conference, I, Tu Tianhan, suffered a disastrous defeat, which made Jianzong lose all face. I, as the master, also have the responsibility, please punish me too. "

Leng Feiyan calmed down a little, and said: "Secret Master Tianjian, although this disciple Tianhan suffered such a big defeat, he is still the most promising disciple of the Sword Sect. Besides, this big defeat is due to his own mental problems. You have nothing to do, but as his master, you still need to give more guidance, so as not to hinder his Dao heart and leave hidden dangers, how about this, you take him to Dijian Pond, hoping to help him."

"I understand, thank you head." Elder Tianjian sighed, and then sat back.

As soon as Chu Tianhan came back, he locked himself in the Sword Pavilion to meditate, and became very depressed. This made Elder Tianjian very worried about his apprentice.

After that, everyone spoke one after another, and some important sect affairs required Leng Feiyan to make decisions.

Leng Feiyan always sat at the head with a poker face, handling various matters reported by the elders in a calm and majestic tone.

She has long been used to this kind of thing, even numb to it.

Although I feel bored in my heart, I really want to go back to the bedroom to visit my apprentice.

But for the sake of the sect, he still had to sit down and finish the business.

"Master~"

While everyone was having a meeting, a figure ran in outside the hall.

Leng Feiyan's originally calm and indifferent expression suddenly burst into an unconcealable smile, and then quickly restrained himself.

Fortunately, everyone was attracted by the sounds outside, and no one paid attention to Leng Feiyan's alluring smile.

When all the elders saw that it was Lin Jichen, they all smiled kindly.

If it was before, everyone didn't take Lin Jichen seriously.

But it was different now, Lin Jichen took down the leader of the Immortal Ascension Conference, beheaded Situ Zhao, and defeated Li Xinghun.

He has become the most popular disciple of Jianzong, and his status is almost equal to that of Chu Tianhan.

In addition, he has shed blood for the sect, made contributions to the sect, and won glory for the sect.

It's Leng Feiyan's disciple again, in front of Leng Feiyan, everyone naturally has to give Lin Jichen a little sympathy.

Even the great elders have eyes full of appreciation.

"Uh...why are there so many people...did I come at the wrong time?"

It was only after Lin Jichen came in that he realized that so many elders were there. He thought he had overheard some sect secret and made a big mistake, so he became nervous.

Normally, there was no one in the Sword Palace, so he just ran in out of habit.

An elder from the outer hall whispered: "Teacher Lin Gao, the sect leader is holding a sect meeting."

"Oh that's it...then I'll back down first."

Lin Jichen scratched his head, smiled embarrassingly, and prepared to sneak away, and went back to Master's bed to lie down for a while, waiting for Master to come back and pamper him...

At this moment, Leng Feiyan spoke up, and said, "Forget it, since the apprentice is here, let's just sit and listen. In view of your performance in the Immortal Ascension Conference, the elders unanimously decided to let you be the deacon of the Shangong Hall in the outer hall. You You can also be regarded as a member of the sect's management team, please sit in and listen."

"Yes, Master." Lin Jichen was overjoyed and quickly agreed.

Unexpectedly, I was promoted from the deacon of the Miscellaneous Hall to the deacon of the Shangong Hall, and I was promoted~

The Miscellaneous Hall only handles miscellaneous matters of the sect, such as cleaning, labor, coolies, etc. It has no power, so it can only manage the disciples of the Miscellaneous.

But the Shangong Hall is different. The Shangong Hall is responsible for sorting out and distributing the contribution points of the disciples' sects.

Zongmen contribution is very important to Zongmen disciples, it is related to their status in Zongmen, treatment and treasures that can be exchanged.

Any disciple of Shangong Hall has a high status in the sect, and many disciples have to curry favor with them.

Lin Jichen thought that when he exchanged sect secret books or panacea in the future, he could still fill his own pockets, go through the back door, and collect the sect's wool, hehe.

Lin Jichen joined the meeting, but his position was still the lowest among all the elders, so he could only sit in an inconspicuous corner at the back and listen in.

After listening for a while, Lin Jichen became a little bored and sleepy. This meeting was too boring, it was no different from a meeting of school leaders.

In order to cheer up, Lin Jichen had no choice but to focus on Leng Feiyan who was sitting on the phoenix chair at the head of the hall.

Leng Feiyan also noticed Lin Jichen's gaze, and glanced away secretly, only to see Lin Jichen blinked at her and let out a discharge, and pursed his lips as if blowing a kiss.

A blush rose instantly on Leng Fei's smoky skin, which was as bright as snow.

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Two more~