The Magical Blacksmith

　　Because of the tight time, the great elder did not sell it, and talked about the enchantment of the gods.

　　 Zhang Ye nodded: "You want me to fight against Nayu Culture to make treasures?"

　　The elder nodded hopefully: "If Boss Zhang agrees, I will take you there immediately."

　　 "I, I don't like traveling on business." Zhang Ye refused.

　　 They all agreed. If the elder didn't invite Zhang Ye, he would be embarrassed, and there would be no possibility of a comeback.

The elder 　　 said anxiously: "Boss Zhang, compensation is not a problem!"

　　 "No matter how much money I have, I also have my principles..." Zhang Ye finished speaking, and the conversation changed. "However, last time I promised you an unconditional shot, you can use this promise."

The elder 　　 was stunned and almost forgot Zhang Ye’s promise, because he didn’t take it to heart. He didn’t expect it to come in handy this time. He immediately said, "Use it!"

　　 How many years later, every time the elder thought of today, he used this promise so rashly, regretting that his intestines were all green. Of course, this is only a later story.

　　 "Deal!" In fact, Zhang Ye deliberately made things difficult, just wanting to pay the last favor. After all, owing everything is fine, just don't owe favor.

　　 "Xiaoen, take a good look at the house." Zhang Ye exhorted to Xiaoen who was eating.

　　 Xiaoen was holding the bowl, and nodded obediently. When the elder saw this girl, he was a little confused, between his eyebrows, how could he be familiar?

　　 However, time is urgent, he didn't pay much attention to it, grabbed Zhang Ye's shoulder, and disappeared instantly.

　　 In the blink of an eye, Zhang Ye was taken to an ancient place. Han Ling'er said excitedly: "Zhang Ye, why are you here?"

　　 Other foundation-building monks also clasped their fists and saluted: "Boss Zhang."

　　 Zhang Ye smiled and waved his hand. He said hello, then he said, "Wait a moment."

　　 Zhang Ye turned his head and started vomiting. The Great Elder flew so fast that he could not bear the foundation and cultivation base.

　　 The Great Elder was a little embarrassed, and immediately after a spiritual force passed over, Zhang Ye felt a lot more comfortable.

　　 On the side of the elders of the Blood God Sect, when the great elder brought back a little monk from the Qi Refining Realm, he laughed: "Li Rulong, are you old and confused? Are you looking for a Qi Refining monk to fight Yu Wenhua?"

　　 "Did you have a grave on the monk practicing Qi?" The elder choked back.

　　The elder of the Blood God sect jumped with anger: "Old Piff, I'm never ending with you!"

　　 Han Ling'er fed Zhang Ye some water, and he completely slowed down and thanked him.

　　 "Zhang Ye, are you here to help?" Han Ling'er was shocked. She had been in contact with Zhang Ye for the longest time and knew what Zhang Ye was capable of.

Zhang Ye didn’t answer, but the elder took it over with a mouth: “Ling’er, don’t say anything, your boss is too difficult to ask, and he refuses to come over. Later I said that you were bullied and ran faster than me... …"

　　My boss? Han Ling'er flushed with shame, but didn't refute anything. He just lowered his head and dared not look at Zhang Ye.

　　 Zhang Ye gave the elder a look. He was really disrespectful of the old, but I like it.

　　 Zhang Ye walked towards the furnace. These forging tools belonged to Ouyang Changtian. Although they did not have the advanced level of the blacksmith's shop, they were barely usable.

　　 "Yu Wenhua, right? How do you want to fix it?" Zhang Ye washed his hands and asked casually.

　　 Yu Culture looked at Zhang Ye with a gloomy expression. Although he despised the Qi-refining monk a bit, it makes no sense for the great elder to make a special trip to send someone a parallel importer.

"Forge a magic sword, the one with a higher rank wins!" Yu Wenhua previously forged a top-grade flying sword and defeated Ouyang Changtian. The rescuer moved by the great elder was at least this level. Therefore, for the sake of safety, Yu Wenhua chose his own good. project.

　　 The great elder frowned. He had never seen Zhang Ye who would forge a knife, and he was ready to stop him, but Zhang Ye agreed: "Alright, I just want to change my taste."

"Zhang Ye, I can't make use of it!" The elder hurriedly stepped forward and talked about the stakes. If it is a sword refining, Zhang Smelt will produce the best magic weapon, it will definitely be able to hang Yu Culture, but if it is a forging sword, Yu Culture is a connoisseur, Zhang Ye How can you win a fight since you have never beaten a knife?

"Li Rulong, other qi-refining cultivators have the courage to fight, but you, the ancestor of the Nascent Soul, are really ashamed for you!" The elder of the Blood God sect laughed strangely, "Or, you call me grandpa three times," I don't care about this bet."

　　 "Roll the calf!" The elder scolded and looked at Zhang Ye worriedly.

　　 "Great Elder, I am sure." Zhang Ye didn't explain too much.

The elder gritted his teeth, since he invited Zhang Ye, he must be trusted. Besides, he didn’t turn his head back when he opened the bow. In order to come back, he could only make a desperate move. He immediately said: "Zhang Ye, it’s all up to you. Whatever is needed, just ask. ."

"Okay, let me take the fire first." Zhang Ye felt very comfortable with the trust of the elder, and decided to go all out, but this ordinary furnace is not as handy as the shamisen real fire in the blacksmith's shop, and requires specialization. Someone is in charge.

　　 Hearing what Zhang Ye said, Lingtaizong raised their hands one after another: "Boss Zhang, I can help!"

　　 This is a war without gunpowder. The monks all want to do their best. If they can defeat the Blood God Cult, it will be a credit.

　　 Seeing everyone enthusiastically recommending themselves, Zhang Ye didn't care at all, but looked at Han Ling'er: "Ling'er, work."

　　Han Ling'er was as happy as it was about to melt, and readily agreed and hurried to Zhang Ye to help.

　　 Other monks looked at Han Ling'er with envy and jealousy. In the past, some of them had laughed at Han Ling'er for surrendering to work in the blacksmith's shop. Now it seems that this is a great honor!

　　 The second treasure casting showdown was finalized. The bet is the priority time of two hours. If Zhang Ye wins, the Lingtai Sect can offset the previous hour. On the contrary, he can enter the magical enchantment one hour earlier. If Zhang Ye loses, it will be delayed for three hours to enter, which is not much different from a delay of one hour. This is also the reason for the great elder to give it a go.

　　 Yu Culture has conceived the direction of forging. For the sake of safety, he took out the treasure at the bottom of the press box, a piece of blood-colored metal weighing more than 30 kilograms.

　　 The moment they saw the metal, all the monks took a breath: "Blood Demon Steel, the treasure for casting spiritual tools, there are so many?"

　　 "Is he going to build a magic weapon?"

　　……

　　 Yu Culture enjoyed everyone's surprised eyes, and then he stared at Zhang Ye with scorching eyes, wanting to know what kind of materials this Qi-refining monk could produce.

　　 Generally speaking, you can estimate the grade of forged products as long as you see the material.

When the elder saw this scene, he slapped his forehead: "It's broken." He thought that the last time Zhang Ye and Tianbing Pavilion confronted, the materials should still be borrowed from him. If he can't come up with materials of the same level this time, he hasn't started yet. Lost.

　　 The great elder also pondered carefully. There are treasures of the spirit weapon level in the Zongmen warehouse, but they are not suitable for forging magic knives. What should I do now?

　　 Zhang Ye was not too surprised to see Blood Demon Steel, but said to Han Ling'er: "Ling'er, collect the money."

　　 "Oh!" Han Linger recovered from his surprise, habitually replied, but then wondered, "Zhang Ye, who do you want to receive? How much?"

　　 "Look for the elders, take as much as you have." Zhang Ye said.

Elder 　　 also heard Zhang Ye's words on the side, his facial muscles twitched a bit. Is this taking advantage of the fire?

　　Han Ling'er was puzzled, but he listened to Zhang Ye's words very much. She came to the front of the elder pretty and embarrassedly stretched out her little white hand: "Elder, give money."

　　 The great elder gritted his teeth, whether it was Zhang Ye taking advantage of the fire, or for other purposes. At this juncture, I can only recognize it, and I can't delay it. He immediately took out a universe bag: "All the spiritual stones are here, is it enough?"

　　 When Han Ling'er was holding the Qiankun bag, his consciousness swept away, and there were eight top-grade spiritual stones and hundreds of high-grade spiritual stones. As for the middle and lower grades, almost all of them could not be counted.

　　 Yuan Ying’s ancestor’s wealth is indeed not cheap, Han Ling'er holding the Qiankun bag, feeling a little wandering in his footsteps, quickly handed it back to Zhang Ye.

　　 Zhang Ye squinted, frowning: "It's a bit close."

　　 Hearing this, everyone almost fell. An ancestor of Yuan Ying, who had handed over all his wealth, said that he was a little too close. He was really greedy.

　　 Although Han Ling'er did not suspect Zhang Ye to take advantage of the fire like other monks, he also said: "Zhang Ye, there are a lot..."

　　 Zhang Ye shook his head and looked at the golden core elders of the Lingtai Sect: "Go and collect their spirit stones." Then, he looked at the top ten foundation-building monks, "No matter how small the mosquito is, it is meat. Let's come together."

　　 As soon as he said this, even if everyone in the Lingtai Sect was Zhang Ye's supporter, they screamed.

　　 "Zhang Ye, you are too much. Even if you charge a lot on weekdays, you still want to rob us?"

　　 "Are you not going to do it without giving money? Shameless scum, I shouldn't have invited you if I knew it!"

　　 "We would rather give up than be ransacked by villains like Zhang Ye!"

　　……

　　 Seeing Lingtaizong's chaos, the blood **** sect elder laughed loudly: "Li Rulong, this is the master you invited, haha, it has contracted my laughter for the next hundred years!"

　　 The elder's complexion was ashen, he stared at Zhang Ye with scorching eyes, and shouted: "Zhang Ye, are you sure you want to do this?"

　　 Zhang Ye frowned, even though the Lingtai Sect complained, but he did not change his words: "OK."

The deacon elders didn’t expect Zhang Ye to be so dead. They felt that the great elder would definitely want to beat people. They all agreed, “Elder, we shouldn’t be so used to Zhang Ye from the beginning. We have to give him some color. !"

　　 "If the elder can't do it, his subordinates are happy to do it for you!"

　　 The elder thought thoughtfully and shouted: "Take the money out."

　　 The monks akimbo, shouting at Zhang Ye: "Why are you still stunned? The elder asked you to return the spirit stone."

　　 "I tell you to take out the money and give it to Zhang Ye!" The elder commanded in a deep voice.

　　 Fuck, the cultivators of the Lingtai Sect were almost crying when they heard this, the great elder was also an accomplice in Zhang Ye's robbery? The monks usually take all their belongings with them, UU reading www. If uukanshu.com is handed over to Zhang Ye, it will be bankrupt!

　　 However, the elder's order everyone did not dare to disobey, just like a dead father and mother, tremblingly took out the Universe Bag.

　　 Han Linger saw this, although he was a little guilty, but he mustered up the courage to step forward and take away all the universe bags.

　　 Zhang Ye weighed the Qiankun bags one by one, and nodded in satisfaction: "Thank you for your kindness."

　　 The monks spit fire in their eyes, shameless villains, swept away all our belongings, don’t even want to say thank you?

　　 Zhang Ye was too lazy to explain anything, and couldn't explain it. He opened the material mall in the forging system. He wanted to make a high-quality magic knife enough to hang spirit weapons, and he could only get the materials needed from the material mall.

　　 As for taking away the possessions of everyone present, it is because the material mall charges too high, and Zhang Ye is unable to pay for it alone, so everyone must be gathered.

　　 Not long after, Zhang Ye took out a treasure the size of a bean.

　　 Everyone looked up: "It turned out to be cinnabar sand? I heard that they are all extinct!"

　　 Yu Culture saw this scene and sneered: "Good material, but just such a single piece is unbearable."

　　 Immediately, Zhang Ye took out another treasure.

　　 "Moonstone? It is also a top treasure of heaven and earth, but it is still too few......" Yu Wenhua frowned.

　　 Zhang Ye is like a juggling, one after another, he took out the materials, which are all rare and rare treasures. Every time he took out one, he would provoke an exclamation.

　　 There are even many materials that the elder does not know, but this does not prevent him from compiling.

　　 Although there are very few materials of each, Zhang Ye took hundreds of them and made more of them! The colorful piles are dazzling!

　　Eryu Culture has long been dumbfounded. The proud 30 kilograms of blood magic steel is like cow dung in front of these hundreds of treasures of Zhang Ye...