The Magical Blacksmith

　　 "The blacksmith's shop that repairs the flying sword?" Brother Yuzi said, "Brother and sister, if you want to buy a flying sword, I can introduce a few magic tools..."

　　 "But in the industry of blacksmithing, since the last two-domain war, there have not been ten artisans in the Eastern Region. Not to mention the blacksmith shop that can repair the flying sword. Now Lingtai Town does not even have a normal blacksmith shop..."

After listening to Brother Junzi’s introduction, Han Linger looked sadly at the flying sword in his hand, and Duguce persuaded him: "Junior sister, you have also heard that, the current blacksmith shop is closed, isn't it just a flying sword with a low-grade magic weapon? , Brother takes you to the Dharma Tool Shop to buy a new one!"

　　 Han Ling'er shook his head: "No need, brother, although Feihong is only a low-grade artifact, this is a gift my mother gave me when I first started practicing. No matter how good the flying sword is, it is not as significant!"

　　 Seeing this, Duguce felt distressed, and angrily grabbed Brother Junzi by the collar: "Isn't there really a blacksmith shop in such a big Lingtai Town?"

　　 Brother Yu Zi was so frightened, he really remembered something: "Brother, calm down, I think of a blacksmith shop just opened, but I don’t know if I can repair the flying sword..."

　　 Although Zhang Ye said that it is now open for business, he is troubled by it, because the customers come to the door with all kinds of customers, some have to order anti-theft nets, and some have to sharpen scissors and kitchen knives...

　　 It is unreasonable, as the future forging god, how can he do these unskilled jobs? Of course, this was just an excuse that Zhang Ye could not. Finally, he pondered it and put up a sign at the door: "Repair flying swords (only low-grade artifacts), 100 low-grade spirit stones per case, because of a bad mood, No other business will be accepted."

　　 In this way, the shop is much cleaner, but the artisans in Lingtai Town are scarce, and the guests refuse to leave. They still point out outside the shop: "Isn't it just a blacksmith shop, so arrogant?"

　　 "The fool paid such an expensive price to repair the flying sword, it is better to buy a new one!"

　　 "I didn't even pick up my anti-theft net work, the old man is waiting for you to close the door!"

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　　Of course, there are still a few cultivators who come in with flying swords: "Boss, can you see if my flying sword can be repaired? Besides, can the price be cheaper?"

　　 Or: "Boss, you think I'm so beautiful. Twenty low-grade spirit stones help me repair the flying sword?"

With Zhang Ye’s current state of being too poor, he wanted to pick it up if he had money, but the system stipulated the dead price, and he had no choice but to refute it: "You are beautiful and not fake. It is okay to have a cup of tea with me when I get off work, but I can’t. Give you a discount."

　　 The female cultivators who scratch their heads and pose are so angry that if it weren't under the jurisdiction of the Lingtai Sect, they would have murderous hearts.

After 　　 reached the end, Zhang Ye was too lazy to bargain with these people, so he added a sentence at the end of the sign: "Bargaining does not have a small hook."

　　 Seeing this scene, the guests who had been turned away before could no longer hold back, yelling, and their saliva moistened the door of the blacksmith shop.

　　 After a while, Zhang Ye walked out of the blacksmith's shop with a small horse in his hand. The guests thought that their cursing was useful, and even more energetic, but Zhang Ye's next scene surprised everyone.

Zhang Ye sat peacefully at the side door. Before everyone knew what he was going to do, Zhang Ye took out a bag of melon seeds from his arms and slapped it, nodding from time to time, as if it had nothing to do with him, and he concentrated on watching the show. .

　　 "The old man has lived for hundreds of years, and he has never seen such a brazen person!" Several elderly cultivators were so angry that they were about to have a heart attack. They clutched their chests and were out of breath.

　　 There are a few more people who gritted their teeth with hatred, and directly uttered a ruthless saying: "Iron, don't leave Lingtai Town if you have the ability!"

　　 "A profiteer, my eighteen-meter sword is already hungry and thirsty!"

　　 Zhang Ye really didn't plan to leave Lingtai Town in a short time, and he didn't care about these threats.

　　 At this moment, a male voice rang: "What are you doing around here, get out of here!"

　　 A man squeezed to the front with a beautiful girl. The people who came were the inner disciples of the Lingtai Sect, Duguce and Han Linger.

　　 Everyone saw the two men wearing blue clothes and they were monks in the foundation-building period. They understood that they were inner disciples of the Lingtai Sect, and they stepped aside in awe.

　　 "Brother, Feijian can really be repaired here!" Han Ling'er saw the sign at the door at a glance and exclaimed in excitement.

　　 Du Gu Ce also saw the sign, and the more gloomy he saw the back, his face became gloomy.

　　 "This fairy, don't be fooled by this blacksmith shop. If you want to repair the flying sword, you might as well buy a new one!"

　　 "Lingtai Sect should control these profiteers!"

　　 Everyone was talking about it, and they couldn’t wait to let the inner disciple of the Lingtai Sect slash this blacksmith shop with one sword.

　　 If it’s other customers, Zhang Ye doesn’t have to worry about it, but the visitor is an inner disciple of the Lingtai Sect, and his power is terrifying. He hesitated for a moment, got up and said: "I clearly marked the price, why is it a profiteer?"

　　 "You repair the broken flying sword and charge a hundred low-grade spirit stones. Isn't this a profiteer?" The crowd was angry.

　　 "Can you not fix it?" Zhang Ye went back with a single sentence, and was so angry that a group of people jumped. Yes, they didn't force you to fix it!

　　 "Even if I break the flying sword and buy a new one, I won't come to you to repair the sword!" People yelled, and there was only one blacksmith's shop in Lingtai Town that was still in business, which made it clear that it was taking advantage of the fire.

　　 "Yes, whoever spends one hundred spirit stones, who is a stupid!" More people clamored.

　　 "That... boss, can you see if my flying sword can be repaired? One hundred lower-grade spirit stones, it's not a problem." Han Linger suddenly stepped forward and handed the flying sword to Zhang Ye.

　　 Those swearing customers stared at them, shit, is there really someone willing to spend a hundred Lingshi to repair flying swords? The most important thing is that this little girl belongs to the Lingtai Sect, and the customers who used to curse and stupid are like the ice pit. Doesn't this offend other disciples?

The inner disciple of the Lingtai Sect represents the face of the Lingtai Sect. It is definitely not something that this group of casual cultivators can blaspheme. Those who said the wrong thing before knelt down when their feet were soft, and slapped their own slaps: "Shang Xian forgive me. , I’m not cursing you, I’m just cursing fools to come to this smithy to consume!"

　　 "It's not right, it's not scolding the blacksmith shop, it's scolding myself, I'm a fool!"

　　 A group of people regretted that their intestines were all green, and they explained incoherently.

　　 Du Gu Ce also knew that these people did not dare to scold the younger sister, it was an unintentional mistake, but he still drank murderously: "Go away, don't let me see you again!"

　　 "Thank you Shangxian for your life!" A group of casual repairers stumbled and disappeared on the street, but they hated this blacksmith shop again in their hearts.

　　 Zhang Ye stared at the girl in front of him, full of fairy spirit and kindness, and she was willing to spend a hundred pieces of spirit stones, that would be a customer, Zhang Ye nodded, ready to reach out and take the flying sword.

But Zhang Ye took a blank, and Feijian was caught by Duguce. He gave Zhang Ye a fierce look, and then said to Han Ling'er: "Junior sister, this blacksmith is just a mortal. How can he repair magical artifacts? Don't let him. broken!"

Being looked down upon, Zhang Ye was not angry. After all, his handsome, romantic and suave (1000 words omitted here) really does not look like a person who can strike iron, because the system stipulates that he should not beg for help. Shang Zhang Ye himself couldn't understand the appearance of Duguce's arrogant instructor. If he didn't do this business, he said, "I'm very busy, think about it before coming to me." Zhang Ye turned and returned to the shop.

　　 Du Gu Ce almost yelled at him, you are so busy! But Han Linger gritted his teeth and took the flying sword from Duguce's hands, angrily said: "Brother, if you make trouble again, I will ignore you!"

　　 After finishing speaking, Han Linger chased Zhang Ye. Duguce had a touch of anger in his eyes, but he was patient and followed the shop.

　　 "Boss, don't be surprised, although my brother speaks badly, but his nature is not bad, this flying sword, please help me to see if it can be repaired." Han Linger smiled and raised the sword flat.

　　 Zhang Yebai glanced at Dugu Ce next to him, and when he saw that he was afraid to come to grab the sword, he nodded and drew the flying sword from the sheath.

　　 Seeing Zhang Ye carefully looking at the flying sword, Du Gu Ce had a sneer: "You are a mortal, is it possible that UU reading www.uukanshu.com can still understand this sword?"

　　 "Well, good sword (cheap)..." Zhang Ye raised his head, glanced at Duguce, and sighed.

"You!" Duguce heard Zhang Ye's sarcasm, and pressed his hand on the hilt of the sword, he was about to kill, but when he saw the scolding eyes of the younger sister, he didn't dare to be presumptuous, so he said in a deep voice, "Since you said yes Good sword, then tell me what's so good about this sword. As a craftsman who can repair lower-grade artifacts, if you don't have this vision, it can only show that you are a liar. Then don't blame me for being cruel!"

　　 Although Han Ling'er was a little displeased with what the senior brother said, he was also a little curious. There was no damage on the outside of this Feihong Sword, and I wonder if the blacksmith shop owner could see the clues?

With a ding-dong sound from the system, a faint smile hung on the corners of Zhang Ye’s mouth, as he said: “The sword is three feet long and three feet long, weighs about three catties and three taels, and has **** wide. The lady uses the sword. Two, goblin three coins and other materials are made..."

As soon as Zhang Ye exited, Duguce and Han Linger were stunned on the spot. If Zhang Ye only told the external specifications of Feijian, they would not be so surprised, but the key is to take a look and report all the casting materials. Come out, and it's not bad!

　　 Even those swordsmiths who have been famous for a long time, it is absolutely impossible to analyze so thoroughly at a glance!

　　Han Ling'er hadn't recovered from the shock, Duguce was a little unconvinced, and said coldly: "Even if you know the basic structure of this flying sword, can you see where it is damaged?"

　　The magic weapon, as the name suggests, possesses profound power. Although this flying sword looks intact, there is a problem with the magic circle engraved inside the flying sword. Only the monk can know the problem if he injects his spiritual power. Therefore, Zhang Ye, who is a mortal, can never see this clue.