The Magical Blacksmith Chapter 9: Flying sword promotion

　　After a few breaths, Han Linger appeared in the blacksmith shop accompanied by a fragrant wind: "Zhang Ye, are you looking for me?"

　　Han Ling'er has red lips and white teeth. She is still so immortal. She should be in a good mood and looked at Zhang Ye with a full smile.

　　 Zhang Ye didn’t say anything, and pointed to the sign at the door. Han Linger looked around and said with joy, "Is it possible to refine the flying sword?" But then, she glanced at the charge price, which is very powerful. My daughter shivered uncontrollably, "So expensive?"

　　Thinking that you get what you pay for, there must be a reason why Zhang Ye charges so much. Han Linger asked: "Zhang Ye, what effect can you achieve with your flying sword refinement?"

　　Zhang Ye thought for a while, didn't answer directly to upgrade, just said faintly: "Try it and you will know."

　　Han Ling'er hesitated. Although she could barely get the price of ten middle-grade spirit stones, general refining could only increase the power of the magic weapon by at most 30%. After such a calculation, the price/performance ratio is too low. Moreover, ten middle-grade spirit stones may be able to buy an entry-level middle-grade artifact.

　　 But the refinement of Feihong Sword is not purely to improve its power, but to completely repair its congenital defects. Thinking about it this way, Han Ling'er feels that no matter how much money is spent, it is worth it.

　　Han Ling'er made up her mind and immediately fumbled out on her body. After a while, she was a little embarrassed and came hastily. There were only eight middle-grade spirit stones on her body. She blushed and looked at Zhang Ye: "That , Zhang Ye, can you give me a discount?"

　　The relationship between Zhang Ye and Han Ling'er has always been good, he also wanted to give a little discount, but the system regulations died, Zhang Ye shook his head helplessly, pointing to the sign outside, which said: "Bargaining wood There is a small hook."

　　 Zhang Ye felt a little regret right after pointing it out, **** it, if it's a joke like this, Han Ling'er is a girl!

　　Han Linger's complexion flushed when she saw this sentence, and finally she gave Zhang Ye a white look and mumbled: "Smelly Zhang Ye, iron cock."

　　Zhang Ye is also a cultivator now. He has a clear ear and he naturally heard Han Ling'er's complaint. He was a little bit wrong and smiled awkwardly.

　　 Immediately, Han Linger thought of something and took out a piece of yellow paper and said: "Zhang Ye, this talisman contains a full blow from the golden core monk, and the value is almost two middle-grade spirit stones. Can you not accept it?" /

　　 Han Ling'er seems to be really helpless. He took out all the life-saving gadgets. After thinking about it, Zhang Ye asked the system: "Can I use the items at the price?"

　　 "It is permissible for customers to use items of the same value as rewards." The system formulates the answer.

　　 Zhang Ye's heart loosened, but the expression on his face seemed to have suffered a big loss: "Okay, Fairy Han, Zhang will make an exception for your friend."

　　 Zhang Ye sighed and put the Fu seal and eight middle-grade spirit stones into his bag. In fact, he was happy in his heart. It contains the Fu seal that Jin Dan can hit with all his strength. Who dares to bully Lao Tzu in the future?

　　 Han Ling'er looked bitterly, and in his heart Zhang Ye, who was cheap and good-natured, spit out.

　　 Zhang Ye took the Feihong Sword and looked at it carefully. This was his first business when he first opened the forge. There are some memories, but more often, he used the system to analyze the refinement direction of Feihong.

　　 Refining, as the name suggests, is to temper the original material of the flying sword. In this process, if necessary, new materials will be added to improve the overall performance of the flying sword.

　　 The system gave a refined plan. Zhang Ye thoughtfully, thinking that the Feihong Sword has a different meaning to Han Linger, and asked: "Han Fairy, I will add a new material to balance the Feihong Sword. The defect of the goblin, but it will not change the original structure of the flying sword. If you agree, I will start to refine it."

　　 Since the original structure is not changed, Han Ling'er has nothing to say, but some belly-defying Zhang Ye’s iron rooster, it’s not scratching, and the added materials must also be scoured local stalls, but she believes that Zhang Ye’s craftsmanship can turn decay into magic. So nodded in acquiescence.

　　 After getting permission, Zhang Ye walked into the backstage and put the flying sword into the furnace of shamisen real fire. The fire rose sharply. He wrapped the flying sword tightly, and in the blink of an eye, the flying sword became red and bright.

　　 And Zhang Ye, a piece of white shiny metal the size of a thumb appeared out of thin air in his hand. Zhang Ye looked a little strange, but he threw the white metal into the furnace.

　　 After a short while, the Feihong sword and the white metal were both smelted to the point of fire. They were clamped out with pliers and placed on the anvil. Zhang Ye picked up the Taoist sledgehammer and smashed it down.

　　 Incorporating a new material into the flying sword, and it cannot change the original structure of the flying sword. This requires extremely high forging skills, and Zhang Ye's skills come from the system, which is naturally enough to cope with it.

　　 With each hammer down, sparks and arcs are intertwined, like a gorgeous firework. Rao Han Linger has seen Zhang Ye strike iron, but he is still deeply attracted by this scene. Han Ling'er also wondered why Zhang Ye's iron was so good-looking, so that he even went to the Zangjing Pavilion to check the classics.

　　 It is recorded in the book that when people do anything, they are actually practicing, but if one thing is done to the extreme, it is Tao. For this reason, the book also contains a legend. According to legend, many years ago, there was a great scholar who had been studying for 80 years.

　　Han Ling'er believes that the reason Zhang Ye never tires when he strikes iron is because his forging skills have reached the extreme, touching the threshold of Tao, maybe one day, he will be able to ascend like the legendary great Confucian scholar.

　　 Thinking about the records in the book, Han Ling'er suddenly realized that Zhang Ye's cultivation had reached the middle stage of Qi refining. Remember when he first met him, he was still a mortal? This surprised Han Ling'er, and at the same time, he became more determined about the speculation of iron-making practice. As the so-called three thousand avenues, different paths lead to the same goal, Han Ling'er's observation of iron-making Zhang Ye might also help his own Taoist practice.

　　 Zhang Ye’s full-strength tempered flying sword, because after a few days of ironing, his muscles gradually became clear. Under the reflection of the fire, he was particularly manly. Looking at it, Han Ling'er blushed and hurriedly Looking away, she didn't understand why her heartbeat suddenly accelerated? Could it be that you really learned from Zhang Ye's iron strike?

　　 With this thought, Han Ling'er mustered up his courage and watched Zhang Ye hitting the iron with watery waters. Several times he couldn't help his heart throbbing and wanted to divert his attention, but Han Ling'er clenched his fist and cheered himself up. Ah, if you don't look at it a few more times, you will lose out.

　　Zhang Ye is already doing the final training. When he hit the iron, he never thought about other things, and of course he didn't notice Han Ling'er's gaze.

　　Zhang Ye perfectly integrated the white metal into the Feihong Sword. Because the original impurities of the Feihong Sword were tempered, the total weight and shape did not change in any way. This is Zhang Ye's promise.

　　 was calcined again, quenched to take the sword, the precious light shot, and the small flying sword exuded an aura of slashing the sky.

　　Han Ling'er was startled by this momentum, as if facing a fierce beast, which made her dare not move or even gasp for a while.

　　 "The refining is complete." Zhang Ye played with Feihong Sword, walked to the front desk, and handed it to Han Ling'er.

Starting with 　　 Feihong Sword, Han Linger recovered from the previous power. The familiar and unfamiliar feeling lingered in her heart. She carefully looked at the Feihong Sword that had been with her for many years, trying to find out where the strange feeling came from. .

　　 Suddenly, Han Linger was stunned, and the cherry little mouth gradually took on a round shape, because the Feihong sword of the low-grade magic weapon level was promoted to the middle-grade magic weapon!

　　 One-Rank One-Heaven, there is an insurmountable gap between the middle-rank magical artifacts and the lower-rank magical artifacts. Even if refining can increase the power of the magical artifact, it will never be possible to increase the rank of the magical artifact!

　　 This is beyond Han Linger's cognition. He researched the Feihong Sword regardless of his image, and even used his spiritual power to check the reasons for the promotion of Feihong Sword inch by inch.

　　 Zhang Ye gave Han Ling'er too much shock. She was already numb, and she thought she wouldn’t be surprised when the sky fell, but when she checked out the extra material in Feijian~ IndoMTL.com~ she froze. , I feel that the soul has risen to heaven.

　　 And the Feihong sword in Han Linger's hand was not held firmly, it fell to the ground with a clumsy sound, and made a buzzing sound. Isn't this buzzing sound that Han Linger's mind was buzzing?

　　Zhang Ye smiled but didn't say anything, didn't he just get a first grade, as for the shock? He leaned over to pick up the flying sword and said, "Fairy Han, your sword has fallen."

　　Han Ling'er only came back to her senses and found out that she was in a state of failure, and her pretty face blushed, but then she ignored Feijian, but stared directly at Zhang Ye: "Zhang Ye, tell me, join The material in Feijian is not Tianjing!"

　　 Zhang Ye thought that when he received the Celestial Crystal from the system before, he was stunned for a long time. Because of the introduction of the system, the Celestial Crystal was the crystallization of the dust in the universe that was condensed through the purification of the heavens. Because it contains the aura of heaven, even a piece of thumb is invaluable!

　　 Zhang Ye hesitated for a moment, and answered truthfully: "Well, it's Tianjing."

　　Han Ling'er completely collapsed. She was still slandering Zhang Ye, a barren iron rooster, and she would definitely not add any good materials. Unexpectedly, Zhang Ye not only added good materials, but was also the best kind of good materials in the world. Ten middle-grade spirit stones are the kind of material that can't be bought far!

　　Half an hour ago, Han Ling'er felt that the charges were expensive, but now she feels that it is too cheap, and it's all because Zhang Ye is posting it upside down.

　　 But this is not the key. Zhang Ye used the sky crystal to refine the flying sword of a low-grade magical artifact. This is a violent thing!

　　"Zhang Ye, do you know you will be beaten if you do this?" Although Han Ling'er loves Feihong Sword, he feels even more ashamed of waste.

　　Looking at Han Linger's angrily appearance, Zhang Ye was amused, and deliberately took out the talisman that Han Linger had given him earlier: "Fighting? Zhang Ye has never been afraid of anyone."