The Magical Blacksmith Chapter 12: The comer is not good

　　Lingtaizong's martial arts field, Tang and Tang used the Profound Fire Sword, which was promoted to a medium-grade magic weapon, to fight Han Linger. Because of their equal strength, they were tied this time.

　　 Han Ling'er received the sword, and smiled: "Tang Tang, after the Xuanhuo Sword was promoted to a middle-grade magic weapon, its power is really good!"

　　 "Then you need to say? When I become proficient, I will definitely defeat your Feihong Sword!" Tang Tang said triumphantly.

　　 Han Ling'er was noncommittal, but suddenly remembered something, and asked: "By the way, Tang Tang, I heard that you went to the blacksmith shop twice before Zhang Ye helped you refine it. Why is that?"

　　 "Huh, I'm angry when talking about this!" Tang Tang vomited bitterly, "When he went for the first time, he said that he only refines one flying sword a day. We are such a large group of people, so we had to go again the next day Once."

　　"Also, this boss Zhang, it’s horrible. He took ten middle-grade spirit stones and caused my bankruptcy to ruin my family bankruptcy. He asked me for a treasure, really an iron cock. Every bite is blood and tears. Ah..." Tang Tang was satisfied with Zhang Ye's forging skills, but expressed anger at Zhang Ye's charges. Anyway, it would be better to deliberately discredit Zhang Ye out of anger in front of his friends.

　　 As for Tang Tang’s utmost treasure, it is nothing more than a tattered tortoise shell of which she has no value, but this does not prevent her from bragging, um, in the heart of the old lady, that’s the utmost treasure!

　　, Han Ling'er next to 　　 heard that there was another throbbing in his heart, thinking of refining by himself, because there were not enough spirit stones, he took Zhang Fuzhu and put it together. Zhang Ye also used the sky crystal, which was worth far more than the charge. I came to refine Feihong Sword without making any difficulties during the whole process. I was really treated specially by Zhang Ye!

　　Han Ling'er's face is a little hot, what should I do, he is so good to me, should I accept him? No, the iron **** didn’t say he liked me...

　　 Listening to Han Ling'er's broken thoughts, Tang Tang looked dumbfounded and wondered: "Beauty Han, what are you talking about, iron **** likes you?"

　　 Han Ling'er was startled, blushed to the neck, and said, "Bad Tangtang!" Without looking back, he drove the flying sword and disappeared into the martial arts field.

　　 Tang Tang watched Han Ling'er go away, and was stunned for a long time, then suddenly sighed: "Fuck, you are doing evil..."

　　Zhang Ye was taking a lunch break in the blacksmith's shop. There was no reason why a sneeze woke him up and caught a cold? No, this seat is a monk in the late stage of Qi refining, how could he catch a cold? Well, someone must have a crush on me behind his back, yes, it must be so!

　　 Zhang Ye was satisfied, turned over and continued to snore and take a nap.

　　 Day by day, the news that Zhang Ye was able to refine lower-grade artifacts into middle-grade artifacts spread like a plague. Not only did it spread in Lingtai sect, but even casual practitioners in Lingtai Town heard the wind.

　　 Before dawn, there must be a group of people waiting outside Zhang Ye's blacksmith shop for a long time. As soon as the door opened, people flocked in and took out flying swords and spirit stones: "Boss Zhang, seek refinement! Please overthrow! Please monthly pass! "

　　What are some things about the monthly pass? Zhang Ye couldn't figure it out, but looking at these crazy monks, it was like the concubines in the harem who couldn't wait to wait for the emperor's favor. They were hungry and resentful. Zhang Ye was entangled in his heart. It was not good to turn over whose brand.

　　 There was a thin little monk who could not squeeze in front, crying behind the crowd: "Boss Zhang, this is my third day here!"

　　This little man Zhang Ye was a little bit impressed. He seemed to have come many times, so he reached out and pointed out: "Who is the one inside, you are the only one!"

　　The little man is like winning a big prize: "It's me, Boss Zhang said it's me, haha..."

　　 The people sighed and looked at the little man with envy, while the little man howled and squeezed the crowd, and after handing the flying sword and the spirit stone into Zhang Ye's hands, he was incoherent with excitement: "Thank you, Boss Zhang, thank you My parents, thank you for the righteousness of this world..."

　　 Zhang Ye was satisfied, collected the spirit stone, took the flying sword and prepared to go to the back hall for refining. As for the other monks who were not selected by Zhang Ye, they still refused to leave. After all, he witnessed the promotion of a low-grade artifact to the middle level. Dharma artifacts are also rare things, and even never tire of them.

　　 But at this moment, an indifferent voice sounded: "Hold on."

　　 Follow the prestige, what a handsome young man in white, with sword eyebrows and stars, and a sword hanging from his waist. As soon as he appeared, the female monks couldn't help screaming.

　　 Although the white-clothed boy did not wear the Lingtai sect costume, many people recognized it.

　　 "This is... the first in the inner gate of the Lingtai Sect, the Star Swordsman-Li Xingchen!" The casual cultivators shouted in shock.

　　"Building the peak of the foundation, half-stepping the golden core, the Li Xingchen who once killed the golden core beast king with a sword?"

　　 "Yes, it's him!"

　　 As for the disciples of the Lingtai Sect, they bowed their heads and saluted respectfully: "Brother!"

　　 It looks like a great man has arrived. While Zhang Ye was watching Li Xingchen, Li Xingchen also looked at him.

　　 Li Xingchen's gaze has a kind of indifference that despises the people of the world. After looking at Zhang Ye for a moment, Li Xingchen opens his mouth and said: "You are the blacksmith who can refine low-grade magical artifacts into middle-grade magical artifacts?"

　　 These monks who came to the blacksmith's shop, who met Zhang Ye didn't call him Boss Zhang or Master Zhang respectfully, but Li Xingchen's tone was disdainful and called the blacksmith directly.

　　 Although Zhang Ye’s identity is indeed a blacksmith, he is not an ordinary blacksmith, and Li Xingchen is a bit offensive when he calls it this way, and the atmosphere becomes embarrassing at once. Whether it is a disciple of San Xiu or Lingtai Sect, his brows are frowning. .

　　 But Zhang Ye didn't pay much attention to it. After all, he is indeed a blacksmith. He nodded: "It should be me."

　　 Although this is very common, everyone smiles, yes, no, what is it? Everyone found Boss Zhang's answer interesting, and the awkward atmosphere disappeared a lot.

　　 Li Xingchen's face was not sad or happy, he took out a flying sword from the Qiankun bag: "Oh, then you refine this sword for me, move faster, I'm in a hurry."

　　 Li Xingchen's words are not tepid, but everyone can feel that Li Xingchen is completely a pair of I trained the flying sword for you, it is your honor.

　　 Li Xingchen's arrogance is supported by the corresponding strength, and he is noncommittal, but everyone's heart is tight, because everyone knows that Zhang Ye only refines one flying sword every day, and there is no exception.

　　If Li Xingchen came one step earlier, everyone would not dare to compete with him for a spot, but the point is, just a few breaths ago, Zhang Ye had already taken the order, how can it be done now? Does Zhang Ye want to reject the famous Star Swordsman? However, the people who disobeyed Li Xingchen in the past are all dead...

　　 Just when everyone squeezed a cold sweat for Zhang Ye, Zhang Ye seemed very relaxed: "Oh, hurry up tomorrow."

　　 Fuck, a vote of people took a deep breath, slandered, I said Zhang Dada, we know that you are very principled, but this is a star swordsman, even if you only refine one flying sword every day, then Can you be tactful? Just hurry up tomorrow morning, don't offend the star swordsman to death!

　　 Li Xingchen’s gaze was filled with anger, but he still maintained an indifferent and calm posture. He cast his gaze on the sword in Zhang Ye's hand and said coldly: "Whose sword?"

　　 The little man trembled all over, with a cold sweat. He gritted his teeth and knew what Li Xingchen meant, so he walked to Zhang Ye: "Boss Zhang, I won't practice swords today."

　　 Zhang Ye looked at the grievances on the little man's face, and then at the domineering Li Xingchen. He smiled and said: "The money that goes into my pocket is never justified."

　　 Hearing what Zhang Ye said, everyone felt that it was an iron cock, but this moment was not a derogatory term. They knew that the little man succumbed to Li Xingchen’s coercion and prepared to withdraw the order, and Zhang Ye used this method to indirectly defend With the vested interests of the little man.

　　 The most touching thing is the little man. His nose was sour and he almost cried, saying that Boss Zhang is unkind. At this moment, he knew that Boss Zhang is the real temperament, much better than **** fellow!

　　 "Boss Zhang, I don't need the money, please return the sword to me." The little man knew that Zhang Ye was for his own good, but he knew that Zhang Ye's sentence was enough, and he didn't want to hurt Zhang. Yeah, so I would rather not have the money, but also withdraw the order.

　　 "When I am a black shop here? How can anyone take money and do nothing, don't worry, you can do it in half an hour." Zhang Ye patted the little man on the shoulder, turned and walked towards the backstage.

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　　 The little man looked helplessly at Li Xingchen with fearful eyes, and the anger in Li Xingchen’s eyes was as real. He hesitated for a moment, and smashed a universe bag at Zhang Ye. Because of the fast speed, Zhang Ye avoided it and backed his head. Was hit.

　　 "Isn't it money? There are 20 middle-grade spirit stones in it, double the price, give me a sword." Li Xingchen said arrogantly.

　　 Everyone understands that Li Xingchen is humiliating him, and they feel uncomfortable for Zhang Ye, but they are helpless, because Li Xingchen is so powerful, like a mountain, they dare not go beyond the slightest.

　　Zhang Ye slowly turned around, looked at the Qiankun bag on the ground, then looked at Li Xingchen again, and shook his head: "No matter how much money you have, you can't break the rules."

　　 "Heh, then I'm going to try!" Li Xingchen sneered, took out one universe after another, and smashed it on Zhang Ye's body. Although it didn't hurt or itchy, it was an extreme insult.

　　 smashed four or five Universe Bags. Seeing that Zhang Ye was still indifferent, Li Xingchen took out a red spar. Everyone took a deep breath. Although they hated Li Xingchen's behavior, they still exclaimed: "High-grade Lingshi!"

　　 Li Xingchen likes the way these miscellaneous fish have never seen the world. A smug smile hung on the corner of his mouth, and he stared at Zhang Ye directly: "Rules are used to break, give me swords. Lord rewards you."

　　 Li Xingchen used a trace of the power to build the pinnacle, and the high-grade spirit stone was shot at Zhang Ye like a cannonball. Zhang Ye was only in the late stage of Qi refining. On Zhong Zhangye's chest, he took two steps back to stabilize his figure, and then a mouthful of blood came out.

　　 "Boss Zhang!" The crowd screamed, but they didn't dare to intervene.