The Magical Blacksmith

　　 "Everyone, I don't read much, so the word is pronounced "down", right?"

　　 "Boss Zhang, did you make a mistake?"

　　 A group of monks looked at Zhang Ye as if they had lost their souls.

　　 "Ten high-grade spirit stones are charged on a per-time basis. There is nothing wrong." Zhang Ye affirmed.

　　Although I knew this was the result for a long time, but from Zhang Ye's mouth, the monks actually felt like crying.

　　 Someone was unwilling to ask: "Boss Zhang, is it also ten high-grade spirit stones to repair a low-grade flying sword?"

　　 "How about refining?"

　　 "Both." Zhang Ye nodded.

　　 Somehow, many monks who were distraught in grief became angry again at this moment. It only needed a hundred low-grade spirit stones to repair the flying sword. Why has it become a sky-high price now?

　　Especially those monks who have been waiting in line for several days to refine, their eyes spit fire, and they shouted: "Zhang Ye, you didn't have a son."

　　 "Everyone united to protest the unreasonable charges of iron cock!"

　　 "Obviously they are all refined and repaired the same, so why should the price be increased?"

　　 The monks no longer scolded and scolded very badly, hoping that Zhang Ye could give a reasonable explanation, but Zhang Ye was too lazy to explain: "Go out and turn left, walk slowly and not send it."

　　 A group of monks jumped with anger: "Iron cock, I'm going to chop you off!"

　　 "Take down the profiteers and return my hard-earned money!"

　　 The monks have long been uncomfortable with Zhang Ye's pretense, but they used to beg Zhang Ye, so they endured themselves. Now they think that they can't afford it anyway, so it's okay to have a punch.

　　 The monks gathered and attacked. Of course, they did not dare to use spiritual power, otherwise they would violate the rules of Lingtai Town, but so many people can beat Zhang Ye out of the sky with physical strength.

　　 Han Ling'er, who had not spoken all the time, saw that everyone was about to beat Zhang Ye, immediately stepped forward and stood with a sword: "Don't do anything wrong!"

　　 Everyone was still in awe of Han Ling'er, but said angrily: "Senior Sister Ling'er, you are still helping this profiteer. Do you think he will give you five middle-grade spirit stones a month for the benefit?"

　　 "The wool comes from the sheep, that's our hard-earned money!"

　　 Although Han Ling'er didn't know why Zhang Ye suddenly increased the price, and the price rose to a sky high, she had the obligation to protect Zhang Ye since she became a clerk regardless of the reason.

Seeing Han Ling'er unmoved by the monks, their words became even more awkward: "Senior Sister Ling'er, let's call you Senior Sister in vain. I never wanted to be bought by five spirit stones. Did your conscience go too far? "

　　 "Worry and adulterer, adulterer, he must be doing bad things secretly!"

　　 "Come on, Junior Brother’s Xiang Shang head is here, Senior Sister, you have the ability to get it!"

　　 The monks were filled with righteous indignation. Although they didn't dare to do anything to Han Ling'er, they were not afraid of death. They stretched their necks and let Han Ling'er chop.

　　Han Ling'er was so angry at these insults, but she didn't dare to actually start, not to mention that once she did it, she would violate the rules of Lingtai Town, and these people are all the same, and she couldn't bear it.

　　 Just when Han Ling'er was forced to retreat step by step by the monks, Zhang Ye stepped forward and pulled Han Ling'er behind him: "Is it true that I have no temper?"

　　 The sword in Zhang Ye's hand was as dazzling as a small sun. Many monks were taken aback, eager and jealous in their eyes. This was a high-grade magic weapon created by Zhang Ye that even shocked the elder.

　　 The monks did not dare to step forward, but they kept talking, "Iron rooster, are you going to kill people? Come on, see if you have that ability!"

　　 "The little chick in the Qi Refining Realm, thought that using high-grade magical weapons would scare me?"

　　 "Don't be afraid, let's go together and smash the smithy!"

　　……

　　 Han Ling'er held Zhang Ye's arm and signaled him not to be impulsive. Once he uses his spiritual power, the fault lies with him. Elder Wu will definitely punish him severely, and it is even possible to abolish his hands and feet.

These monks are like grandsons when they ask for others. Once they feel that they can't count on Zhang Ye, they turn their faces and refuse to recognize them. Seeing the arrogant appearance of the people, Zhang Ye can't bear it. After all, they have come to the door, who can hold back. ?

"Zhang Ye, you have the ability to kill Lao Tzu..." A monk stepped forward and stretched out his hand to slap Zhang Ye, but before he could finish his words, Zhang Ye swung his sword down. The local tyrant's sword exuded huge power. Yes, it shook it out of the shop.

　　 Everyone was stunned. They didn't expect Zhang Ye to really dare to make a move, but they didn't realize it yet. Zhang Ye had a few swords again. All the monks who stayed in the blacksmith's shop were swept out by Zhang Ye.

　　 In the blink of an eye, the unworthy monks were lying on the street with bruises. They never dreamed that Zhang Ye would really dare to hit someone? The most important thing is, why is Zhang Ye so good?

　　 Just kidding, Zhang Ye himself is a foundation-building cultivation base, plus the best magical tools, it is easy to teach this group of monks who dare not use spiritual power.

　　 The monks scolded Zhang Ye, but then laughed loudly: "Dare to hurt people in Lingtai Town, and also hurt my disciple of the Lingtai Sect, Zhang Ye, you're done!"

　　 "Last time there was a Jindan Sanxiu who tried to deal with a disciple of the Lingtai Sect, but the elder Wu broke his hands and hamstrings and threw them to the Valley of Fierce Beasts..."

　　 The monks were very excited when they thought of this, and Elder Wu's figure unexpectedly arrived.

　　 Boss Wu Chang grimaced, glanced at Zhang Ye, and then at the many bruised monks, his complexion was terribly gloomy.

　　The cultivators of the Lingtai Sect quickly said: "Elder Wu, Zhang Ye beat so many of us, so we should be expelled from Lingtai Town!"

　　 "It's best to kill this dog, so as to emulate it!"

　　 The monks rushed to file a complaint, taking a vicious look at Zhang Ye from time to time.

　　 Han Ling'er frowned, and quickly explained that it was these disciples who took the first place.

　　 But Elder Wu burst out loudly: "This seat is in charge of the rules of Lingtai Town, and naturally knows who is right and who is wrong!"

　　 There is a smug smile in the eyes of the monks, Lingtai Town, no matter what the reason, do not do anything to hurt people, whoever dares to violate, Elder Wu will punish anyone. This has always been done in the past, and this time, there will be no exceptions.

　　 Boss Wu Chang looked at Zhang Ye with a face: "Zhang Ye deliberately hurt people, I judge you--"

　　 When the monks heard this, they smiled fiercely, the dear and respectable Elder Wu, sentence him to death!

　　 "I am sentenced to you-a fine of ten low-grade spirit stones." Elder Wu finished speaking and nodded in satisfaction, as if he was pleased with his fair ruling.

　　 A group of monks were ready to cheer for victory, but when they heard Elder Wu’s verdict, they almost choked and injured so many people, why was it only fined ten low-grade spirit stones?

Zhang Ye was also stunned. In fact, when he started hurting people, he was also relying on the defense of the blacksmith shop itself. Once the door was closed, the ancestors of Yuan Ying couldn't get in. Even if Elder Wu favored the monks of Lingtai Sect, Zhang Ye would die. Worry-free.

　　 I didn't even think about it, and I was fined ten low-grade spirit stones. If I knew it, I would get a hundred low-grade spirit stones.

　　The cultivators of the Lingtai Sect were a little unconvinced, but they did not dare to disobey Elder Wu, they just kept selling miserably: "Elder Wu, my bones have been broken..."

　　 "Don't think I have any trauma, but my young mind has been severely injured."

　　 "I have been beaten stupid!"

　　 Elder General Wu looked at these monks again, frowning, as if he was indeed considering their injuries, the monks nodded excitedly, hoping that Elder Wu could change the punishment plan.

　　 "You and others gathered to make trouble, disrupt the market order in Lingtai Town, fined one hundred lower-grade spirit stones, banned for three months, and executed immediately!" After Elder Wu finished speaking, he glanced at Zhang Ye and disappeared.

　　 The monks are dumbfounded, **** it, was the fake Elder Wu who came just now? Zhang Ye, who beat people, only fined ten low-grade spirit stones, and everyone who was beaten not only fined one hundred low-grade spirit stones, but also had to ban them for three months?

　　 Is this still the impartial Elder Wu? If it weren’t for Zhang Ye’s surname, and Wu’s surname was Wu, for a while, everyone felt that Zhang Ye was the illegitimate son of Wu...

Although at a loss, everyone did not dare to disobey Elder Wu's decision. They got up one after another, preparing to pay the fines at the management office, but before they left, they slammed down the words: "Zhang Ye, you can do as much as you want. I wait for the day you die."

　　 "Hmph, wait for Brother Xingchen to leave the customs, it's when this iron rooster dies!"

　　 "The smithy dared to abandon us, and within three days, it must go bankrupt!"

　　 said everything, but Zhang Ye didn't take it to heart. From the moment when the price of the high-grade spirit stone was priced, these foundation building and gas refining cultivators were destined not to be customers of the blacksmith shop, so Zhang Ye did not feel a pity.

　　 The former blacksmith's shop, where the gate is quite marketable, has now become a gatekeeper, but Zhang Ye smiled and said, "I can finally relax for a few days."

　　Han Ling'er looked at Zhang Ye with a lot of doubts in her heart, but she is now a clerk in the blacksmith's shop and dare not ask more.

　　 Zhang Ye noticed Han Ling'er's appearance and smiled: "Do you think I suddenly set the price so high, unreasonable, or even seeking a dead end?"

　　Han Ling'er was taken aback. He didn't say it, how did Zhang Ye know?

　　 But Han Ling'er never lied, so she nodded: "In this way, the blacksmith shop has no business to do."

　　 Immediately, Han Ling'er thought of something and said: "If you have difficulties in the future, you don't need to pay my salary."

Han Ling'er has already begun to plan for the future difficulties of the blacksmith shop~www.ltnovel.com~Zhang Ye smiled and said, “If you don’t do the business of the little monk, then do the business of the big monk. Ten high-grade spirit stones. Jin Dan or Yuan Ying ancestor can still get it."

　　Han Linger took a breath, dare to love Zhang Ye to develop high-end users! Think about it, too, if Zhang Ye opened up the business of building the top grade Feijian, it would really attract the power of Jindan and above.

　　 But, Han Ling'er thought again that Zhang Ye would just abandon those little monks in this way, which was cruel.

How can Zhang Ye not know what Han Ling'er thinks. After hesitating for a while, he said, "If there is a killer in the Qi Refining Realm, killing the same target in the Qi Refining Realm will cost one hundred; when the killer grows into the Foundation Realm, kill The goal of building a base is one thousand; but when the killer becomes a golden core or a Yuan Ying, can he still use one hundred and one thousand for each shot?"

　　 "Similarly, as my forging technology has improved, the charges will naturally increase because I have also paid for the cost of learning. As for giving up low-end customers, will a Yuan Ying killer take orders to kill the Qi refining monk?"

"Finally, opening a store is to do business, not to do charity. Otherwise, it will harm yourself and others. It is like today. Because of my price increase, the monks will turn their faces ruthlessly, and they will even smash my shop. Will this kind of thing happen at this price in the beginning?"

　　 Three consecutive rhetorical questions have completely brainwashed Han Ling'er. The reason why the monks complained about Zhang Ye's high fees was because their level was too low and they didn't understand Zhang Ye's greatness at all. If you use the metaphor of the realm of cultivation, Zhang Ye's forging technology is definitely at the Yuan Ying level!

　　 If anyone uses the lower-grade spirit stones to measure the strength of the ancestors of the Nascent Soul, they will not spit you to death!

　　 Thinking of this, Han Ling'er said with a resolute expression: "Boss, or else, increase it a little bit?"