The Magical Blacksmith

　　 Zhang Ye came to the market in Lingtai Town. This is a big square, where the three religions and nine liu are all gathered here to communicate with each other.

　　 These people don’t have to open a shop, choose a place, sit on the floor, and display the items that need to be sold.

　　 The things that these casual cultivators sell are mixed, and many of them don’t even know what they are. Some people spend a small amount of money to find treasures of heaven, and some people only buy a fake product for a big price. Because of the gambler's psychology, there is never a shortage of consumers in the market, even now that the genius is just bright, and the genius is just getting rich. The ideal person has already shouldered his shoulders.

　　 Zhang Ye also came to the market with the mentality of picking up leaks. After all, he has low capital now, and he wants to buy materials suitable for building the best artifacts at a low price.

　　Because Zhang Ye is a fresh face and acted like a stunned young man, the stall owners hurriedly greeted: "Hey, brother, come and take a look, the good stuff that just arrived, you can make sure you buy it!"

　　 Zhang Ye picked and picked for a day, but did not find anything suitable to start at dusk. He was extremely disappointed, and simply responded to the call of an uncle, and went to his booth to try his luck.

　　 The uncle greeted warmly: "Brother, you have everything you need, such as magical instruments, seals, and elixir cheats. You can choose, you can choose, to ensure good quality and low price..."

Uncle 　　's booth was full of broken copper and iron. Zhang Ye frowned and couldn't help shaking his head. Uncle saw that Zhang Ye didn't have much interest, so he turned his attention to the previous customers.

"Shangxian, this set of flying knives in your hand has a great background. Its original owner is a powerful Taoist a thousand years ago. These flying knives have killed dragons!" The uncle told a middle-aged man who was playing with flying knives. Bragging, "It is said that there is still a dragon-slaying knife handed down by the great Taoist in the flying knife..."

　　 The middle-aged man Yu Xuanang was noncommittal about the uncle’s husky. After a while, the middle-aged man said: "The flying knife is good, let's make a price."

The uncle saw that the middle-aged person had the intention to buy, and he groaned for a while and said: "Actually, I am a little reluctant to sell this set of flying knives. !"

　　 Zhang Ye also glanced at the set of flying knives, nine in total, but only the main knives can be regarded as magical weapons, and the other auxiliary knives can only be regarded as ordinary weapons. The uncle offered a thousand lower-grade spirit stones, which is really a big lion's mouth.

　　 Zhang Ye knows the rules here, so it's hard to tell me, but if you want to come at such an expensive price, a fool would buy it.

　　 But what Zhang Ye didn't expect was that the middle-aged man nodded: "Nine flying knives, complement each other. They are indeed worth the price. Put them up for me."

Zhang Ye was speechless for a while, even the uncle who sold flying knives was stunned. He probably didn't expect middle-aged people to be too easy to talk. He had known that he would report another five hundred Lingshi, but the uncle knew that he would accept it when he saw it, and smiled: "Okay, I'll pretend it for you."

　　 The uncle put the flying knife into a patina-mottled box. Looking at this box, it is also a complete set of the flying knife. Zhang Ye originally felt sorry for the middle-aged man to be fooled, but the moment he saw the patina box, he was stunned.

　　The middle-aged man took out some spirit stones from the Qiankun bag, but he frowned: "I bought some things before, but the spirit stones are not enough. Can I exchange them with equivalent items?"

The uncle's smile stiffened, and he immediately shook his head and said: "I'm sorry, I only accept spiritual stones." Just kidding, the eyesight of this middle-aged man, it is estimated that the items he exchanged were all crooked melons and cracked dates. I was also afraid of receiving fakes, so I only recognized Lingshi.

　　 The middle-aged man hesitated for a moment: "Then you keep the flying knife for me, and I will take the spirit stone back in half an hour." After finishing speaking, the middle-aged man took out a middle-grade spirit stone and said, "This is a deposit."

　　 "Okay, then I'll keep it for you first." The uncle happily took the Lingshi, within half an hour.

　　 The middle-aged man nodded and walked briskly, and he disappeared for a while.

　　 "Brother, is there anything you like?" The uncle saw Zhang Ye in a daze and asked aloud.

　　 Zhang Ye came back to his senses, thought for a while, and said, "Uncle, can you show me this set of flying knives?"

Uncle 　　 said: "No, the flying knife has been ordered by the customer."

　　 "Old man, let me see what a flying knife worth a thousand lower-grade spirit stones looks like, so that I can increase my knowledge." Zhang Ye acted like a shy young man who was not deeply involved in the world.

　　 The uncle rejoiced: "Okay, then let you open your eyes."

　　 The uncle handed the flying knife box to Zhang Ye, and his mouth began to blow up again. Zhang Ye adhered to the surface, but all his mind was immersed in this set of flying knives, or to be precise, the box containing the flying knives.

His eyesight has improved a lot now. The reason he was stunned before was because he found that the metal luster of the knife box was a bit weird. Although the surface looked like rusty copper, the texture was very different from the previous refinement of a certain fly. When swords, a material provided by the system is similar.

　　 When you hold the box in your hand, you can use the forging system to analyze the characteristics of the item. This is also Zhang Ye's confidence to find leaks in the market.

　　 After getting the system verification, Zhang Ye shook his little hand with excitement. He shook his hand. As he had guessed before, this was not rusted copper at all, but Yanhuang gold, a material that was fully capable of being the best magic weapon!

Zhang Ye now understands that the reason why the previous middle-aged man paid a big price for a flying knife was because he recognized the material of the box. A thousand lower-grade spirit stones bought a full four or five catties of Yanhuang gold and changed hands. You can earn a hundred times!

　　 Zhang Ye pretends to be playing with a knife, but in his heart he thinks, although cutting Hu is not very good, but the middle-aged man hasn't paid the bill.

Zhang Ye was silent for a moment, and said: "Master, I like this flying knife too much, or sell it to me? I can pay a thousand spirit stones now." Zhang Ye was exploited too badly by the system, and there was a ghost. A thousand spirit stones, just to set off.

　　 Uncle frowned, can't today's fools get together? Although he wanted to sell the flying knives, he agreed to the previous middle-aged man and received a deposit, so he refused Zhang Ye: "No, this set of flying knives has already been agreed to be sold to previous customers, or else, Wait half an hour, if he doesn't come, I will sell it to you again?"

　　 The uncle does things without dripping water. If the middle-aged person does not come back after half an hour, then he is not considered a breach of contract.

Zhang Ye sighed and made a look that he couldn't put it down, but his eyes suddenly lit up: "Master, since I can't buy flying knives, why don't you sell this box to me, and make me think about it." ."

　　 Yanhuang gold is almost the same as ordinary copper, and it cannot be recognized at all unless people who have been dealing with metal materials for a long time.

　　 The uncle recognized the box again, and he mysteriously said: "Young man, I didn't expect you to see the extraordinary nature of this box..."

　　 Zhang Ye's heart jumped, fucking, did this uncle know that it was Yan Huang Jin from the beginning?

　　 But the uncle immediately said: "This box is made of the bronze of the dragon dug by the great Taoist. Speaking of which, the value of this set of flying swords is no less than that of flying swords!"

Zhang Ye was stunned, and then he realized that this uncle was fooling people, but as long as he didn't know it was Yan Huangjin, Zhang Ye breathed a sigh of relief, and instead of breaking it, he made an excited look: "So awesome? "

　　 "Of course!" The uncle thought Zhang Ye had taken the bait and stroked his beard, "Well, anyway, the previous customer wanted a flying knife. If you like this box, take a hundred lower-grade spirit stones!"

　　 The uncle's heart is full of joy, stupid every day, especially today.

Zhang Ye was happy to bloom, and immediately took out a hundred lower-grade spirit stones and gave it to the uncle, and the uncle smiled and freed the flying knife, and handed the empty box to Zhang Ye: "Young man, you really made a profit this time! "

　　 Zhang Ye did make a profit, holding the box and smirking, the uncle saw this scene and shook his head and sighed, young man, the uncle will be charged for your tuition...

　　 Zhang Ye put the box into the Qiankun bag, and disappeared after the smoke slipped away, and the uncle, contentedly, continued to greet the business.

　　 Not long after Zhang Ye left, the middle-aged man rushed back, glanced at the uncle's stall, frowned and said, "Where is my flying knife?"

Uncle 　　 happily opened another exquisite box: "Which I kept for you, did you bring the Lingshi?"

　　The middle-aged man looked unhappy: "Where is the previous box?"

　　 The uncle was stunned. He couldn't be mad, how could he all care about the copper rust box? The uncle thought for a while: "The young man who was at the stall with you earlier bought the box, but don't worry, I have matched a better one for you. This is a box made of jade!"

　　 The middle-aged man had a grim complexion and roared: "Didn't I let you keep it all for me?"

Uncle 　　 also became angry: "Yes, you have all the flying knives, a lot of them!"

The middle-aged person was so popular that he was about to smoke. He picked it up earlier and recognized the Yanhuang gold, but he couldn't pick the box, otherwise the stall owner would have to sit on the floor and raise the price, so he only said that he wanted to buy a flying knife, but he didn't point out the box. The importance, never thought, was cut off by others.

　　 "Then you still buy a flying knife? If you don't buy it, the previous deposit won't be refunded!" The uncle said impatiently when he saw the middle-aged man not speaking for a long time.

　　 "Without the box, who will buy your throwing knife!" The middle-aged screamed anxiously. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com

　　 "Hey, it's rare. I always thought it was just an allusion to buy a tree and return a pearl. I never thought that the little old man had met it personally, and had encountered it twice!" The uncle was also a little uncomfortable and made a mockery.

　　 "Buy a corian and return beads? I think you have eyes but no beads!" The middle-aged man thought that he missed it anyway, and he pointed it out, "That box is made by Yan Huangjin!"

　　 Yan Huang Jin three words were exported, which immediately attracted the attention of many people, and they all watched: "Where is Yan Huang Jin? That is a real treasure of heaven and earth!"

Uncle 　　 was stunned, a little dissatisfied: "Funny, why do you think it is Yanhuangjin? It is obviously brass!"

　　 "Why?" The middle-aged man sneered, "Just because I am Ouyang Changtian!" As soon as the voice fell, the hidden Jindan cultivation base spewed out, proving his identity.

　　 "Ouyang Changtian?" When everyone heard the name, they all exclaimed, "This is Elder Ouyang, the treasure-making master of the Lingtai Sect?"

The uncle’s face was pale, and the name Ouyang Changtian was enough. He said that the box was Yanhuangjin and there must be no mistake. The uncle was slumped to the ground. Before, he laughed at the young man for paying the tuition. Now it seems that he should The teaching fee is his own!

　　 "Haha... this old man has pitted others for a lifetime, but he has planted such a big somersault!" The onlookers who understood the cause and effect laughed.

　　 The uncle ignored the ridicule of everyone, his heart ached, and he cried and robbed the ground: "My Yan Huangjin!"

　　 Ouyang Changtian was very relieved when he saw the appearance of the uncle, but he was also heartbroken because he didn't bring enough spirit stones, and the Yan Huang Jin flew in his hand. Although the market's rules are based on their own ability, first come first served, Ouyang Changtian still hated the young man.

　　 "Don't let me meet you!" Ouyang Changtian flicked his sleeves and turned to leave.