The Magical Blacksmith

Zhang Ye trot home like a thief, closed the door, and then took out the box made of Yanhuangjin to play with it. It was four or five catties. I don’t know what the middle-aged man behind found out that the box was bought away. What do you think?

　　 But this is the rule for picking up the leaks. They all depend on their abilities, and there is no guilt. Who will let him not be witty?

　　 Zhang Ye wondered that it was not early, and he slept contentedly with the Yanhuangjin box. Tomorrow, let's build our own best flying sword!

　　 On the other side, the treasure-making master Ouyang Changtian returned to the Lingtai Sect with a green face, even if the past disciples greeted him, there was no response.

　　 "Why don't you forge some magical artifacts? What to pull."

　　 "Yes, the key is that no one’s boss Zhang is doing well."

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　　 The disciples waited for Elder Ouyang to pass by, whispering.

　　 Ouyang Changtian returned to Duobaodian, which was his department. In the past, the Duobao Hall was the most lively unit in the Lingtai Sect. The disciples who came to the refiner were standing next to each other, but now I don’t know what’s going on.

　　 Ouyang Changtian was in a bad mood, frowning and asked: "I have been out for a few days, why is Duobaodian so deserted?"

But then Elder Ouyang guessed the answer in his heart. The disciples in the clan just wanted to find the elder forging the weapon. These days when they were out, those disciples would rather go home and wait for the elder to return than let others handle it. Hey, excellent, what a thing. Annoying things.

　　 Elder Ouyang turned Xiche's gaze to a deacon disciple, hoping that he could tell the truth.

　　 The deacon disciples wanted to speak several times, but finally saw Elder Ouyang’s encouraging gaze, and gritted his teeth and said: "Return to Elder Ouyang, Duobao Hall is deserted, because the disciples in the clan chose to go to the blacksmith shop in Lingtai Town."

　　 Elder Ouyang nodded in satisfaction: "Well, as long as you work hard, one day you will be as good as me."

　　 The deacon disciple looked dazed, what? Does it have anything to do with what I said?

　　 Elder Ouyang reacted after speaking, his face blushed. Isn't it the reason he guessed? Then he asked: "Blacksmith's shop? What size? Who opened it?"

　　 Elder Ouyang believes that it must be a certain hermit power who is too idle to open a blacksmith shop for fun, otherwise he will not have the strength to grab the business of Duobaodian.

　　 The deacon disciple replied: "There is no name, the nameless blacksmith shop, opened by a little monk in the Qi-refining period, and his name is Zhang Ye."

　　 Zhang Ye? Elder Ouyang was at a loss, and he had never heard of this man, how advanced can a young monk in the Qi-refining period have forging skills? Since he is not a great power, and he has robbed Duobaodian's business, Elder Ouyang is a little unconvinced: "Is he the low fee?"

　　 Elder Ouyang felt that the charges must be cheap, so he attracted the disciples of the clan to patronize. Duobaodian charges a bit high, but you get what you pay for, it's better than a roadside stall, these idiots!

　　 "Low charge?" The deacon disciple was bitter, "Zhang Ye's blacksmith shop, the flying sword for repairing lower-grade artifacts, one hundred lower-grade spiritual stones; the flying sword for refined lower-grade artifacts, ten middle-grade spiritual stones..."

　　 "Fuck!" As Elder Ouyang, as a master of Jin Dan, he couldn't help but explode a swear word. This **** fee is countless times worse than Duobaodian's fees. Are all the disciples in the clan stupid?

Without waiting for Elder Ouyang to ask any more questions, the deacon disciples simply told them all: "Elder Ouyang, I was not convinced a few days ago. I went and took a look with my own eyes. Guess what, any flying sword of a low-grade magic weapon, no matter what the damage it looks like, One hundred lower-grade spirit stones and blacksmith's bag materials are guaranteed to be repaired, and after repairing, it will increase the power by 10%!"

"As for refining, it’s even more exaggerated. In our multi-treasure hall, even if you always take action, you can increase the power of the refined artifact by 30%, but that Zhang Ye, after refining, can turn the lower-grade artifact into a middle-grade artifact, if not I saw it with my own eyes, and I also think this is not true!"

The deacon disciple spit out bitter water: "Everyone says that Zhang Ye's craftsmanship is better than our Duobaoge, so I'd rather spend a high price to go to the blacksmith's forge than to Duobaoge..." After the deacon disciple finished speaking, he felt like he said. If I was wrong, I quickly added, "Of course, all of us in the Palace of Duobao believe that Elder Ouyang's forging technology is definitely better than Zhang Ye, but the disciples in the clan have no eyes!"

　　 Elder Ouyang thought about this flattery, but suddenly he caught sight of the deacon disciple’s saber with a weird look: "My little horse, when did your sabre become a middle-grade artifact?"

　　 Xiao Ma was taken aback, looked dodged, and hesitated: "Last time I went to the forge to inquire about the situation, in order to verify whether Zhang Ye was as powerful as the rumors, I asked him to refine it for me..."

　　 "Elder Ouyang, I swear, I definitely go with the purpose of investigating the enemy's situation. As the saying goes, if you want to defeat the enemy, you must first understand the enemy..."

Elder Ouyang looked at the swords of the other deacon disciples, more or less, with some forging craftsmanship that did not belong to the multi-treasure hall. Elder Ouyang looked savage and didn't say anything. It's not that he didn't want to say it. He was so angry that he couldn't say it. Words come.

　　 The next morning, Elder Ouyang took a challenge letter and walked aggressively towards Lingtai Town. He stayed up all night, and after a night of oversight and unannounced visits, he was almost furious.

　　 Blacksmith's shop not only robbed Duobaodian’s business, but the most important thing is that both the sect and the sect think that Zhang Ye’s craftsmanship is higher than that of Elder Ouyang. As for how taller it is, the disciples made an analogy, three or four stories high...

　　 Although Elder Ouyang feels that he has been famous for a long time as the golden core power, and challenged a small Qi-refining monk with a price drop, but if he does not act, Duobaodian will really exist in name only!

　　 Therefore, Elder Ouyang has to personally hand over this challenge letter to Zhang Ye. He wants to let the sect know who is the real treasure-forging master!

　　 Here, Zhang Ye had a good night's dream, got up with joy, and looked at the sunrise in the sky. Today is a good day for swordsmanship.

　　 Zhang Ye came to the blacksmith's shop, and his expression was distressed when he heard the movement outside the door. Today he wants to cast a superb flying sword, so he must go out of business for another day, but yesterday has been closed for a day. Isn't that good?

　　 Through the crack in the door, Zhang Ye saw the crowd of people, and sighed. It's so good, it's really annoying.

　　 Zhang Ye pondered for a while, and decided to tell everyone to continue to close today. After all, he would be hacking his sword in the smithy later, everyone must know that Zhang Ye was inside.

　　 But Zhang Ye didn't dare to open the door. Yesterday, the scene where the small casual repairer who posted the notice was beaten to death is still vivid, so Zhang Ye said through the crack of the door: "Everyone, continue to close today."

The people outside the door were originally elated and thought that Zhang Ye would definitely be open today, but never thought that Zhang Ye said through the crack of the door that it would be closed, and they complained: "Boss Zhang, I have been in line for two days. If you are good, I will refine it. , It will only delay you for half an hour..."

　　 "Boss Zhang, I will participate in the martial arts competition in the next few days, and I want to repair the flying sword!"

　　 "Yes, Boss Zhang, if you don't help me repair the flying sword, my future will be ruined!"

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　　 Zhang Ye listened to the people's pleading, and couldn't bear it, wondering whether he would build his own flying sword tomorrow? But the system prompts: "As the future forging god, how can you respond to your requests? If you refuse them, the system will reward you with a special ability."

　　 This is very systematic! Zhang Ye pondered for a while, and he really couldn’t compromise. Otherwise, from now on, he won’t have time to do his own thing. In addition to the temptation of system rewards, Zhang Ye feels confident: “Today I’m going to study forging technology. Who is arguing again? I will add you to the blacklist!"

　　 Everyone was speechless. After all, they asked for the blacksmith's shop, so they had to hold back this resentment, but someone asked: "The boss, you will be closed tomorrow, so please give me a word."

　　 "It depends on the mood." Zhang Ye almost choked everyone to death with a single sentence, but he couldn't help it.

　　 Zhang Ye thought that they couldn't break through the defense of the blacksmith shop anyway, what should they be doing, so he ignored everyone and started to build a flying sword.

　　 At this moment, a girl's voice rang outside the door: "Zhang Ye, are you there? I have something to tell you."

　　 Zhang Ye heard Han Ling'er's voice and was a little confused, but still opened the front door. The monks' resentful gaze made him shiver uncontrollably, but then he turned his attention to Han Ling'er: "Han Xianzi, go out of business today."

Han Ling'er shook his head and took out a few talisman seals from Qiankun's bag: "I didn't come to you to refine the sword. I heard that you and Li Xingchen have formed a beam. These golden pill talisman seals and pills will protect your life first. , I will think of a way later..."

　　 Zhang Ye took a look at the Fu Zhuan and pill, UU reading www. uukanshu.com took another look at Han Ling'er's worried look. His heart warmed. The other monks just wanted to do business with themselves, but Han Ling'er came here specially to give charcoal in the snow.

Zhang Ye was touched and said, "Fairy Han, Zhang has taken your kindness, and you should keep the Fu seal and the pill for your own use." These things are of great value. Zhang Ye didn't want to be favored in vain, so he took the Fu seal. Returned it back.

　　Han Ling'er was a little anxious: "Do you think Fu Zhuan is too expensive? It doesn't matter. I asked my father to help refine it. It doesn't cost money. I'll help you get a few more in a few days."

　　 "It's not the problem." Zhang Ye hesitated for a moment, "I mainly want to defeat Li Xingchen in three months with my own strength."

　　 When Han Linger presented the pill Talisman seal, everyone looked at it, all eyes were hot, but Zhang Ye didn’t pick it up, and everyone was slandering. Are you a fool?

　　 As a result, when Zhang Ye said that he would defeat Li Xingchen with his own strength, everyone took a breath. Zhang Ye was not stupid, he was completely crazy!

　　 How can a small Qi refiner defeat Li Xingchen, who is about to break through the golden core? So everyone is guessing that Zhang Ye couldn't bear the pressure and was completely crazy, otherwise he wouldn't be out of business for two consecutive days, right?

　　 "Qi refining and Jin Dan, like a child and an adult, have an insurmountable gap."

　　 "Everyone, I am going to kill the dragon tomorrow."

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　　 The monks shook their heads and laughed. Although they didn't name their names, they were mocking Zhang Ye's overpowering.

　　Han Ling'er was startled, and did not ridicule, because she thought that Zhang Ye was a person who could bring miracles, and wondered: "What are you going to do?"

　　 "I am going to train a peerless magic weapon and kill Li Xingchen like a dog." Faced with the ridicule of everyone, Zhang Ye was murderous.