The Magical Blacksmith

When the elder 　　 left, he suddenly said, "Externally, you claim to give me the fairy stone."

　　 This moved Zhang Ye a little. After all, the immortal stone is too rare and fascinating. The great elder can make Xiao Xiao give up.

　　 "Thank you, Grand Elder." Zhang Ye gave a respectful salute. He was never stingy with those who are good to him. After thinking about it, he said, "If the Lingtai Sect needs it in the future, the juniors are willing to make an unconditional shot."

The elder 　　 smiled and was a little pleased with Zhang Ye's reciprocity, but Zhang Ye is still too weak now, and there is nothing to help him.

　　 "I'm interested." After the elder said, he disappeared.

　　 After the Great Elder left, the system screamed: "The task is complete, and you will get the tool forging gift package (artifact)."

I don’t know if it’s because Zhang Ye’s forging level is higher and the system is much more generous. Unlike the previous restoration, refining, and forging, the forging technology is slowly taught, but a tool forging gift package came directly, which is similar to the Feijian forging gift package. Can forge all tools of magical level.

　　 After Zhang Ye digested his forging knife skills, he suddenly remembered something and said, "System, discuss something with you."

　　 "Host, please speak."

　　 "Just treat me as a bit of a loss, so I don't need to divide the best spirit stone, leave all the white tiger iron to me." Zhang Ye flicked the system.

　　 "Ding Dong, the host requested to leave all the white tiger irons in violation of the rules, and voluntarily abandoning the income of the best spirit stone conforms to the rules and has been implemented."

"Fuck!" Zhang Ye was shocked and quickly turned out the Universe Bag. Sure enough, the best spirit stone was gone. As for the white tiger iron, there was originally a small piece of thumb, but now it has been cut away by the system 90%. Only the fingernails were lost.

　　 I also don’t know whether the system deliberately split the execution of Zhang Ye’s words and took them out of context.

　　 Zhang Ye said with a bitter face: "You give me back one of the best spiritual stones."

　　 "The implementation of the system is irreversible." The system said coldly.

　　 Zhang Ye jumped with anger and held back for a long time: "Who teaches your Chinese language, call him over and see if I don't kill him!"

　　……

　　 On the other side, Yin Wenbin took the pill, his complexion improved a lot, he hurriedly turned his Qiankun bag, his face was as gray as death.

The female monk lowered her head and said dejectedly: "Brother, don't look for them, they were all taken away..." At this point, the female monk whimpered, "If we let the sect know that we have lost the white tiger iron and the best spirit stone, we will definitely be beaten. dead……"

　　 Yin Wenbin also knew the consequences of this incident, thought about it for a while, and said, “Remember, don’t report this incident to the sect.”

If the previous gambling game is not recorded, you can still slander the Lingtai Sect for robbing the two. The Heavenly Soldier Pavilion will not blame them, but will go to the Lingtai Sect for trouble. It is a pity that there are human and physical evidence, and they can only bear it by themselves. .

　　 "But, without the best spirit stone, how do we complete the sect mission? Sooner or later, we will reveal the stuff." The female monk was like a concubine.

"Blame the **** Zhang Ye and the Lingtai Sect who suffered a thousand swords!" Yin Wenbin scolded a few bitter words, and didn't think it was his own cause. After a while, he thought of something and continued, "Zongmen let us Establishing the Heavenly Soldier Pavilion and dividing the rudder is the so-called big way, small way up, let’s start with a blacksmith shop and develop slowly..."

　　 "Blacksmith's shop? How can you do that humble thing!" The female monk expressed dissatisfaction.

　　 "Junior sister, today is different from the past. As the saying goes, suffering from hardship, she is a master..." After Yin Wenbin tried to persuade her for a long time, the female monk reluctantly accepted this arrangement.

　　 Immediately, the female monk thought of something, and said anxiously: "Zhang Ye's blacksmith shop has won the hearts of the people, can we do it?"

　　 "I've noticed before that Zhang Ye only takes the job of forging flying swords. Maybe he can't do other forging..." Yin Wenbin said triumphantly, "We were born in the Heavenly Soldier Pavilion, why don't we?"

The female monk's eyes lit up: "Yes, right, Zhang Ye Feijian has two brushes for forging, so we will not be able to operate Zhang Ye, such as forging knives, small profits but quick turnover, and in a few months there will be money to establish a sub-rudder! "

　　 "Small profits but quick turnover? No, I have to charge ten high-grade spirit stones too!" Yin Wenbin gritted his teeth and said, "Moreover, I have to open the shop to Zhang Ye's opposite door. Today's shame will be returned ten times!"

　　……

Han Ling'er's use of the top grade flying sword to participate in the inner gate competition has not yet faded. The Tianbing Pavilion disciple Zheji Lingtai Town has made waves again. Both things are related to Zhang Ye. This has made the blacksmith shop more and more famous and more and more customers. more.

　　 This morning, Han Linger had no suspense. She defeated her opponent in one fell swoop and stepped into the top ten of the inner gate. After completing the competition, she did not enjoy the glory of victory, but wanted to go back to the blacksmith shop to help, so she hurriedly left.

　　 "Junior Sister, congratulations on making it into the top ten." With a smile on his face, Du Gu Ce stopped Han Ling'er.

　　 "Senior brother, too, Tongxi!" Dugu Ce also made it into the top ten, Han Linger said politely.

　　 "The ranking battle for the top ten is extremely fierce. Why don't you find a place where Brother Ben can give you some tips on your swordsmanship?" Duguce suggested.

　　 "You don't have to bother brother." Han Linger tactfully refused, and then said, "No more, I have to go to the forge to work..."

　　 Han Ling'er flew with his sword, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

　　 Du Gu Ce knew about Han Ling'er working under Zhang Ye. He always thought that this was just a task assigned by the senior elder to the younger sister, but these days, the younger sister’s behavior became more and more abnormal.

　　 Du Gu Ce frowned while looking at the direction Han Linger was leaving.

　　 Another day has passed. Today is the battle of the top ten rankings of the inner door. The top ten will be determined. There will be a lot of people in the martial arts field. The monks shouted some names to express their support. Among them, Han Linger's voice was the highest, and Duguce was the second.

　　 Under the auspices of the elders, the first ten disciples began to draw lots. As long as they caught the same number, they would be opponents.

　　 Han Ling'er was the first to catch, and caught the number three. When the other monks saw this, they prayed not to run into Han Ling'er. After all, she was fighting with a high-grade magic weapon, which was too bullying.

　　 The monks stepped forward one by one, as long as they didn't draw the number three, they were all excited as if they had won the jackpot.

　　 When it was Duguce's turn, a monk joked: "Brother Dugu, Han Linger will leave it to you, who made you brothers and sisters?"

　　 Duguce looked at the pretty Han Ling'er beside him, he said that he could entrust him for life, even if he played against him, after all, Han Ling'er had a high-grade magic weapon, who would win.

　　 Duguce smiled, reached out his hand to grab a number, but his smile suddenly froze, fucking, number three!

　　 Duguce wanted to put it back when people were not paying attention, but the elder on the side shouted, "No replacement!"

　　 Duguce gave up, and the other monks laughed loudly: "Duguce, what shall I say, your brothers and sisters will meet sooner or later."

　　 "Senior brothers and sisters? Maybe after this match, Duguce will become a junior..."

　　 Hearing everyone's ridicule, Dugu Che flushed with anger, but he couldn't say anything, and left with anger.

　　 "Brother!" Han Ling'er wasn't that good either, and he was going to confront Dugu Ce in the first round, and hurriedly chased after him.

　　 Han Wushuang looked at the two people in front of him. One was his proud disciple and the other was his daughter. Neither of them lived up to expectations and successfully entered the top ten.

　　 But when the two are facing each other, one of them will lose and cannot go further.

　　 Han Wushuang thought for a while and looked at Han Ling'er.

　　 "Father, what do you have to say, but please tell me." Han Linger's heart tightened and said obediently.

　　Han Wushuang nodded and sighed: "Ling'er, your brother has put too much effort into this inner sect competition..."

　　 "Father, you don't need to say it." Han Linger interrupted Han Wushuang. She also put a lot of effort into her, but she never dared to disobey her father, but said with a sad expression, "I know what to do."

　　 Du Gu Ce breathed a sigh of relief from the side, but pretended not to understand anything, and only took out the Feihong Sword: "Junior Sister, you have lent me Feihong Sword for so many days, it's time to pay you back."

　　Han Linger's use of high-grade magical weapons is too scary, Dugu Ce pretended to return the sword back, in order to let Han Linger use the Feihong sword.

　　Han Ling'er looked at Feihongjian, then looked at Dugu Ce: "Brother, you keep it for use." After all, Han Ling'er walked towards the ring without looking back, she didn't dare to look back, because at this moment she was bursting with tears.

　　 Not long after, Han Ling'er and Duguce stood on the arena, and the monks called Han Ling'er's name, but Han Ling'er looked listless and didn't have any fighting spirit.

　　 Soon, the game started. Although Han Wushuang had already spoken, the two had to do something about it. After all, this was a Zongmen competition.

　　Han Ling'er and Dugu Ce both used unparalleled swordsmanship, and the swords and swords on the court were very popular, but the audience gradually discovered the clues.

　　 "The same is the late stage of foundation building, and the same unparalleled swordsmanship, but Senior Sister Ling'er is holding a high-grade magic weapon, why hasn't Duguce fallen?"

　　 "Although Dugu Ce is great ~www.ltnovel.com~, it will not be so great. There is shady in this game!"

　　 The cultivators are not stupid. They saw that Han Ling'er hadn't tried his best, and they vented their dissatisfaction, but Han Ling'er turned a deaf ear and still let Dugu Strategy.

　　 "Little Li, why are the disciples making a noise?" The elder was free today and made a special trip to visit the top ten duel.

　　 "Return to the elder, the disciples felt that Han Linger and Duguce did not do their best in the battle..." The deacon elder answered, and asked, "Is it necessary to intervene in the investigation?"

　　 The great elder has a keen eye. Seeing the sword in Han Linger's hand, he has already made a judgment, but he shook his head: "Everyone has their own way. Since she has chosen, she must bear it alone."

　　Since the great elder is letting go, the deacon elder has nothing to say, just looking at Han Ling'er regretfully.

　　 Han Ling'er at this moment is showing signs of decline, while Dugu Ce is getting more and more fierce.

　　 Under one blow, Han Linger retreated to the edge of the ring to stabilize his figure, and Dugu Ce held the sword field with a vigorous appearance.

　　 "Junior Sister, I'm offended!" After Dugu Ce finished speaking, he performed a trick, and a huge sword aura spurted out and rolled towards Han Ling'er.

　　Han Ling'er didn't evade, she didn't want to act anymore, closed her eyes, just wanted to end the battle quickly.

　　 At this moment, the flying sword in Han Linger's hand exuded bursts of heat, and she opened her eyes in surprise.

　　 Somehow, seeing this sword, Han Ling'er suddenly thought of Zhang Ye, and thought of what Zhang Ye once said-"I hope your kindness, don't make yourself wronged!"

　　 "Zhang Ye!" Han Ling'er muttered to herself, but her eyes gradually burnt fighting spirit. Suddenly, she raised her head, the flying sword in her hand was red like a glow, and the sword hit Duguce!