The Magical Blacksmith

　　 "Great Elder, why is this flying sword going through the thunder and calamity?" Elder Wu came back to his senses, and based on his insight, he couldn't tell what was going on with this flying sword, so he asked aloud.

"Some high-grade artifacts are too bad for the sky, so they will experience thunder." In order to protect Zhang Ye, the elder did not tell the truth. In fact, the high-grade artifacts cannot attract the sky thunder at all, mainly Zhang Ye's sword, which is the best The magic weapon is jealous of the heavens, so thunder is imposed.

　　 A group of people thoughtfully, it seems that the sword Zhang Smelt produced is the top grade among the top grades.

　　 At this moment, a harsh voice sounded: "Leave me all the way, what are you doing stupidly?"

Elder Ouyang could not squeeze in before. At this moment, while everyone was in a daze, he finally squeezed to the front row. He straightened his clothes and said with nostrils facing the sky: "Who is Zhang Ye? Ouyang Changtian, this seat, is here to challenge you. Just play swords. I won’t bully you, a junior. Just forge a middle-grade magic weapon. Let’s see who is the number one refiner in the Lingtai Sect realm!"

　　 Many monks shifted their gazes from the sky to Ouyang Changtian, their expressions were a little weird, and they didn't know who started, and they applauded Ouyang Changtian.

　　Can you not applaud? Ouyang Changtian is too strong. He dared to challenge Zhang Ye who refined high-grade artifacts, and said that he would not be bullied. The competition refines middle-grade artifacts. It is clear that Elder Ouyang can only refine middle-grade artifacts, okay? Little did they know that Zhang Ye Feijian became a medium-grade magic weapon in the middle of its creation.

Ouyang Changtian did not notice the irony of the crowd. Seeing everyone applauding, he looked up and laughed: "Haha, thank you for your support, that Zhang Ye, get out and take my challenge book." Ouyang Changtian paused. After a moment, watching the golden thunder intertwined in the sky, he was even more energetic, "Dark clouds cover the top, I don't know which fool is in trouble, haha!"

　　 "Chang Tian..." The Great Elder couldn't stand aside and reminded him.

"You fucking, you want to call this elder Ouyang!" Ouyang Changtian's nostrils were upright as soon as he came in, and he didn't pay attention to who was in the forge. He heard someone call him Changtian like a junior, and he was annoyed to call him Changtian. Up.

Ouyang Changtian followed the prestige and wanted to see which thing dared to call him that way, but at a glance, he was stunned on the spot and knelt down with a trembling foot: "Big...Big elder, why are you here? "

　　 The great elder was amused. He originally intended to be the deacon elder in the sect in Ouyang Changtian. He wanted to remind him not to be embarrassed, but it turned out to be good, but instead scolded the great elder.

　　 The great elder has a good cultivation, and he didn't bother to pursue Ouyang Changtian's offense, and said, "Chang Tian, ​​you can go back."

　　 The elder didn't say the second half, that is, you should not take your own humiliation.

　　 Elder Ouyang was stunned, I ran all the way, why should I go back? If the reputation of Duobaodian is not built up, this elder will not give up!

　　 Elder Ouyang said in a deep voice: "Elder, I heard that the owner of this blacksmith shop is good at craftsmanship, and I want to discuss it with Boss Zhang for a while."

　　At this time, Zhang Ye wiped his hands and walked from the backstage to the shop: "Elder Ouyang? Zhang has been admiring his name for a long time. It's really not as well-known as meeting, and meeting is more famous. It's really well-deserved..."

　　 Zhang Ye also heard Elder Ouyang’s words to challenge him before. This remark is a bit funny, joking, Laozi’s best magical weapons have been refined, and you want to compete with me in the middle-grade magical weapons? Sorry, I don't have time.

　　 Elder Ouyang heard the sound and raised his head to look at Zhang Ye. He was suddenly stunned. He stepped forward to pinch Zhang Ye's neck: "The shredded rabbit, it's you!"

　　 "Huh?" Zhang Ye did not expect that the middle-aged man who lacked money and missed Yan Huangjin was Elder Ouyang?

Zhang Ye moved behind the great elder in one step. He could see that this great elder had a good temperament and a detached identity, so he naturally wanted to hide behind him: "Elder Ouyang, the market picks up leaks. It is first-come-first-served. It seems expensive. Zong’s style of work has yet to be improved."

The elder 　　 probably understood the contradiction between Zhang Ye and Ouyang Changtian. The old face blushed, and he found out Taobao. This was first come, first served. I have to say that Ouyang Changtian's reluctance to forgive, made him very faceless.

　　 "Enough for the long sky!" The elder said aloud, containing a trace of the strength of the Nascent Soul Realm. Ouyang Changtian could not resist it, but felt restless, almost fell, and did not dare to be presumptuous.

However, Ouyang Chang weathered, thinking that the elder was partial to outsiders, he was about to throw the challenge book to Zhang Ye: "Zhang Ye, dare to compete with me for sword making! If you lose, Yan Huangjin will return it to me! "He wants to use this contest to defeat Zhang Ye, regain the honor of the Duobaodian, and at the same time retrieve the Yanhuang Jin. It is really killing two birds with one stone.

　　 dignifiedly placed the challenge book, but the great elder had no reason to stop it. Although he wanted to protect the face of the elder in the door, it was a pity that Zhang Ye had already accepted the challenge book.

　　 "If I lose and offer Yan Huang Jin, it's okay, then if you lose, you have to take out something, right?" Zhang Ye looked at the challenge book and asked with a smile.

　　 "Hehe, I have been refining tools for more than fifty years, how could I lose!" Elder Ouyang noticed that a group of disciples were winking at him and scolded, "What is it, are they all cramping?"

　　Because of the presence of the Great Elder, many disciples did not dare to speak out and wanted to remind Elder Ouyang. Unfortunately, they didn't buy it.

　　 "Well, in case I lose, I mean just in case, just give you a thought." Elder Ouyang sneered, "Then I will give you a pill of condensation!"

Qi Condensation Pill, many disciples are eager, this is an auxiliary pill. If the monks at the peak of the foundation are assisted by the Qi Condensation Pill, they will be more likely to break through the golden pill. Although the value is not as good as the Yanhuang Jin, it is not as good for getting stuck. For the bottleneck monk, this is the treasure!

　　 Zhang Ye didn’t know what the condensing pill was about. Seeing how excited the crowd was, it was a good thing, so he nodded and agreed: "Okay, how can I compare?"

"Starting from today, within three days, if you refine the flying sword artifacts, whoever refines the high-grade and high-quality artifacts will win. Of course, at least the middle-grade artifacts must be refined!" Elder Ouyang smiled triumphantly, "You won't , You can't even refine the middle-grade magical tools, right?"

　　 Many monks covered their faces and couldn't bear to look directly. Elder Wu sighed and patted Elder Ouyang on the shoulder, expressing sympathy.

　　 "What are you doing so looking at me?" Elder Ouyang looked dazed, and even the elder had a pitying look, which made him especially puzzled.

"Because, you lost at the beginning!" Zhang Ye stretched out his hand, and the flying sword that was fighting against the thundercloud suddenly shined brightly, shattering the thundercloud, and with a black cry, the flying sword returned to the blacksmith's shop and held it in Zhang. Ye's hands were as dazzling as a little sun.

　　 "This is..." The moment Elder Ouyang saw this golden flying sword, he froze immediately. He was good at refining tools and knew the goods naturally.

　　The great elder said: "This is the top-grade magic weapon that Zhang Ye has just refined. You don't have to doubt whether it was made by him. There are so many of us who have witnessed the birth of this flying sword."

Elder Ouyang's throat seemed to be stuck in his throat, and he kept grunting. He wanted to say something several times, but he couldn't say anything. As soon as his calf softened, he sat on the ground with his butt, and he didn't recover for a long time. .

　　 Zhang Ye didn't take Elder Ouyang into his heart. He played with the flying sword in his hand. Without talking about its power, he said that this golden glamorous appearance, um, I like it.

　　The flying sword after Lei Jie's training exudes even more terrifying power. Everyone, just looking at the flying sword, feels cold all over, but the flying sword is obviously hot again, this feeling is very strange.

　　 Zhang Ye saw Han Linger's eyes burning on the side, and handed Feijian to her: "Let you see."

　　Han Ling'er opened his mouth, excited as if he had won the first prize, and said at a loss: "Zhang Ye, can I really see it?"

　　 "Yeah." Han Linger helped protect the law earlier and showed her a lot of meat.

Han Ling'er carefully took Feijian, she was so happy that she was about to pass out, my God, this is a high-grade magic weapon, and Jin Dan is not necessarily a magic weapon that can be mixed with Jin Dan. I didn't expect to be able to hold it in her hand, okay. happy……

　　 Others looked at Han Ling'er enviously. Although it is impossible to claim this flying sword as his own, he can still be addicted by touching it.

　　 Great Elder Rao is a master of Nascent Soul, and he also wants to personally play with this flying sword. After all, he knows that this is not a top grade, but a top grade that only exists in the legend.

　　 The elder licked his lips, his face blushed: "Little friend, can you also lend me a look?"

　　 "Okay!" Except for the issue of charges, Zhang Ye was generous. After all, this old man not only took out the rootless fairy water to quench himself, but also helped conceal the rank of Feijian. He was considered a good person.

　　 After Han Ling'er got Zhang Ye's permission, although he hadn't seen enough, after all, this was the great elder of the Zongmen, and he quickly forwarded Feijian to the great elder.

　　 The great elder took the flying sword and said three of them were good, showing how satisfied he was.

　　 "Little friend, I don't know if this Feijian has a name?" When the elder suddenly asked, Zhang Ye understood that he wanted to give Feijian a name.

　　 The cultivators were extremely excited when they heard this. If this flying sword could be named by the Great Elder, it would be no less than a Shangfang sword. In the realm of the Lingtai Sect, you can walk sideways...

　　 Even Han Ling'er gave Zhang Ye a wink. This was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

　　 Zhang Ye also knew that the elder gave a name, which must be a good thing. UU read www.uukanshu.com, but he thought, why should someone else name the Flying Sword that he worked so hard to build? It's like my wife was pregnant in October and finally gave birth to a son, but the old Wang next door stood up and said that he was going to name the child! Zhang Ye didn't want to cuckold, and categorically refused: "Sorry, there is already a name."

　　 Everyone sighed, wondering if Zhang Ye was stupid, just a name, you also want to grab it from the elder?

The great elder felt it was a pity. He didn't covet this flying sword. He just thought that this flying sword was the only superb magic weapon in the entire Eastern Region and even the entire cultivation world. If he could name it, it would be elegant. Things.

　　The great elder pondered for a moment, then had an idea, and sighed: "Hey, the old man originally thought that this flying sword has the aura of the ancient golden crow, and thinks of the famous golden crow. Since the little friend said he has a name, then forget it!

　　 The great elder finished speaking, with a smile in his eyes. This sword, even if Zhang Ye named it himself, is probably the Golden Crow, but the great elder is the first to say it, then he is still the first name!

　　 I have to say that when people live older, in addition to their cultivation base, they are also dying of excellence.

　　 The monk who understood the great elder abacus almost laughed out loud, thinking that the great elder was too interesting.

　　 Everyone looked at Zhang Ye curiously, wondering if Zhang Ye was also named Jinwu. If so, then the strategy of the Great Elder was successful.

　　 Zhang Yebai glanced at the elder, took Feijian, and said slowly: "The name of this sword is by no means as simple as the Golden Crow."

　　 "Oh?" The great elder was a little disappointed, he guessed wrong, but he was even more curious, could it be more suitable for this flying sword than the name Golden Crow? So he asked, "What is the name of the little friend?"

　　 "This sword is shining in gold and has a compelling nobility, so I will call it-a local tyrant sword!"