The Magical Blacksmith Chapter 139: Good people pay well

Yun Xiu vomited a mouthful of blood, but no one cared. Everyone gathered around Zhang Ye to discuss the characteristics and uses of the soil.

It was originally just an exchange of young forgers, but the five presidents also joined them with great interest. After all, this is the first professional research on the soil in the history of comprehension, and it will be remembered in history.

Although this discussion is dominated by Zhang Ye, the blacksmiths present are not ordinary people, and they have extraordinary insights. They draw inferences from one another, and Zhang Ye has gained a lot.

As a result, the process of the forging conference has been prolonged again. By the evening, everyone has finally studied the soil for seven or eighty-eight, theoretically, it is possible to build Taoism!

And the first project of the Forging Conference finally came to an end. Taking into account Zhang Ye's outstanding performance and the fetish of Xi Yang, the five presidents unsurprisingly gave Zhang Ye a full score and came out on top.

Someone may ask, the president of the Northern Territory is not in harmony with the Eastern Territory. Even if Zhang Ye performs well, he shouldn’t give full marks, right? In fact, he really didn't want to give Zhang Ye full marks, but Zhang Ye led the academic discussion on Xiyang, and he had to please Zhang Ye if he wanted to stay in the history.

The other blacksmiths also received good ratings, but when scoring Yunxiu, the judges thought of his various performances, especially the use of gluttonous **** as a five-color fairy stone, and almost gave him zero points. After Sima Chenfeng said a few words of love, he reluctantly gave a passing score, but it was also the bottom.

The forging meeting came to an end for a while, and Zhang Ye left the meeting place under the praise of everyone.

At the entrance of the venue, Yun Xiu stopped Zhang Ye, with hatred in his eyes as if he was breathing fire. He originally thought that he was a lofty arrogant son of heaven. He didn't take Zhang Ye as an ant at all, but he never thought that Zhang Ye would be crushed into **** on the first day of the forging conference.

"Zhang Ye, you are a scumbag!" Outside the venue, Yun Xiu did not hesitate to curse.

Although Zhang Ye was scolded, his reaction was light: "Oh."

Yun Xiu cursed people, not only wanted to speak out evil, but also wanted to see if he could force Zhang Ye to do it first. In this case, Yun Xiu could use Yuan Ying’s peak cultivation base to justifiably kill Zhang Ye, and then the city will guard the mansion or a magic weapon. The association is hard to say.

Seeing that Zhang Ye couldn’t take the bait, Yunxiu continued to curse, and exhausted his vicious words, but Zhang Ye didn’t even show up. Although Yun Xiu was angry, he felt that Zhang Ye couldn’t have such a good temper. Right?

Yun Xiu's mouth is dry and she is ready to take a breather.

The corner of Zhang Ye's mouth rose: "Rebound."

Nima, Yunxiu has been scolding so hard for so long, a rebound is better than countless swear words, all previous efforts have been abandoned. Yunxiu, who reacted, almost spurted blood again: "Take a horse, you shamelessly!"

However, Zhang Ye didn't pay attention to him anymore, and walked to the forge without rush.

Yun Xiu yelled at Zhang Ye's back: "You wait for me, I will defeat you tomorrow!"

The project to be carried out tomorrow is called Extreme Forging. It is a fun challenge. Five judges select five random elements. It may be a functional requirement or a restriction on the material. Let the young blacksmith on the spot. Creating a magic weapon meets these conditions.

Of course, because forgers cannot be proficient in all items, no one has ever really passed the extreme forging, and can only find a way to approach those requirements as much as possible.

Yun Xiu saw Zhang Ye’s extraordinary today, but he was still full of confidence, because the pavilion owner of the Heavenly Soldier Pavilion gave him the ancient jade of the Heavenly Soldier. Through the ancient jade, Yun Xiu can temporarily gain advanced forging experience, and then demand harsher requirements. , He can do it too.

If all the power of the ancestors in the history of Ji Tian Bing Pavilion can't defeat Zhang Ye, then I will live broadcast! Yunxiu made a vow in her heart.

As for Zhang Ye, there was a sneer at the corner of his mouth when he heard Yun Xiu's words. He said earlier that this young blacksmith conference was like a tailor-made meeting for him. Tomorrow's ultimate forging, Zhang Ye relies on the omnipotence of magic weapons, and it is difficult to think of it.

Zhang Ye was walking on the streets of Tiandao City, listening to people discussing his amazing performance at the forging conference, he was a little happy at first, but later, a feeling of loneliness emerged spontaneously.

Although so many people put Zhang Ye's name on their lips, Zhang Ye feels that in the huge Tiandao City, there are not a few confidants who are worthy of drinking and sharing this joy.

Zhang Ye walked through the streets and alleys silently, perhaps because Tiandao City was too populous, or Zhang Ye's appearance was not very outstanding. Those monks who put Zhang Ye on their lips rarely recognized him. This Let Zhang Ye feel lonely even more.

As we walked, there were noisy noises ahead, and many people were watching.

Zhang Ye is very boring and joins in the fun along the way.

"Lao Tzu's glass lamp worth fifty pieces of high-grade spirit stones was broken by you. How do you say you should pay me?" A monk in the late Jindan stage grabbed an old woman without letting go, and pointed to a place on the ground. Pile of broken glass demanded compensation.

The old woman is dressed in rags and is just a qi-refining monk. This kind of person is the lowest level of existence in Tiandao City, and lives by collecting night incense and taking out the trash.

The old woman looked terrified and apologized again and again: "Shangxian calmed down his anger. My son was ill and rushed to go back to give him a decoction. He accidentally ran into the Shangxian. Please forgive me!"

It turned out that it was this Jindan monk who was playing with the glazed lantern to show off his wealth in the city, accidentally hit by the old woman, and smashed the glazed lantern by accident.

"I care what you are doing. I broke my glazed lamp and lost money!" Brother Jindan looked fierce and grabbed the old woman.

The old woman was crying anxiously: "Senior, I only have three low-grade spirit stones on my body. I have bought medicine for the other money. Please be merciful and forgive me."

While speaking, the old woman took out a packet of medicinal materials and three low-grade spirit stones.

"Send the beggar?!" Brother Jindan was very angry, and slapped the old woman to the ground with a slap in the face.

The old woman's face was swollen, but she didn't care about the pain, and hurriedly picked up the medicinal materials scattered on the ground.

Brother Jindan was even more angry when he saw this scene. He stepped the old woman's hand under his foot and drew out his sword: "I haven't seen you so nervous when the glass lamp is broken. Since I can't repay the money, I will take it. I will pay for it!"

The onlookers watched all this with cold eyes, and many people even snarled: "Yes, kill all these poor dogs, Heaven's Path City will be much cleaner."

After hearing these encouragements, Brother Jindan made up his mind to kill. Anyway, this old woman can't lose money, and Cheng Shou Mansion won't take care of it.

Brother Jindan cut down with a sword, but suddenly, a flying sword blocked the old woman's head and stopped the fatal blow: "Glass Lantern, I lost it."

The speaker is Zhang Ye. In fact, Zhang Ye didn't want to manage these nosy matters. After all, there were people dying in Tiandao City every day, and he couldn't manage it if he wanted to.

But the old woman said that she accidentally ran into Brother Jindan just to go back to give her son a decoction, which aroused Zhang Ye's compassion.

A dozen years ago, Zhang Ye was still living with his parents in the blacksmith shop in Lingtai Town. Once Zhang Ye fell ill, his mother went to grab medicine because she had been caring about the child and accidentally ran into a high-level monk.

The high-ranking monk also nearly killed his mother, but fortunately, he was blocked by the sect of the Lingtai Sect.

So Zhang Ye saw this scene, feeling sad from time to time, and made up his mind. Even if he couldn't help too many people, he would do his best when he met someone who could help, and he had a clear conscience.

"You pay?" Brother Jindan looked at Zhang Ye, and he seemed to be able to afford it, but he felt that his killing was blocked by Zhang Ye, and he couldn't save face. "I'm not rare, I will kill people today. !"

Brother Jindan drew his sword and cleaved again. Zhang Ye was so angry that he shook him back with a sword: "I will be responsible for compensation. Please also please be forgiving and forgiving."

Brother Jindan is the same as Zhang Ye in the late Jindan stage. After such a fight, the Jindan monk secretly smacked his tongue, feeling that he was not Zhang Ye's opponent at all, and was about to agree to Zhang Ye.

But at this moment, watching the excitement, fearing that the world will not be in chaos, shouted: "Oh, isn't this Huang Daxian? Is it hard to touch?"

Huang Daxian may be the nickname of the Golden Core cultivator. Being so excited, the Golden Core cultivator felt that his face couldn’t bear it, and said with a black face to Zhang Ye: "You said you will pay, okay, if you have the ability to pay me exactly the same Glass lanterns, otherwise don’t worry about it!"

This glazed lamp is a magic weapon passed down from the Western Regions. Although it is only a common magic weapon, it is the only one in Tiandao City. Brother Jin Dan deliberately made things difficult, not only to maintain his own face, but also to let Zhang Ye retreat.

"Just the same?" Zhang Ye was a little surprised. He didn't expect that he could solve the problem without spending money and save a lot of money.

"Yes!" Brother Jindan thought Zhang Ye was scared, so he was absolutely determined.

"Okay!" After Zhang Ye finished speaking, he first helped the old woman pick up the medicinal materials, and then reached out and grabbed, the broken glass **** was received.

"What is he going to do?"

"Is it possible that he wants to repair the glazed lamp?"

"He thought it was Zhang Ye?"

Listening to everyone's ridicule, Zhang Ye looked weird, and wanted to say something about Lao Tzu, Zhang Ye? But he is not a man of fame, he just fixes the glazed lamp.

Zhang Ye didn't take out the furnace, and directly burned with the fire of golden core, and the glaze **** began to melt into liquid.

The ability to show this hand proves that Zhang Ye is a blacksmith, and those who laughed at him suddenly shut up.

Brother Jindan was taken aback, and said, "Even if you fix it, what can you do? I said ~IndoMTL.com~It's almost impossible to use the same glass lamp as before!"

Zhang Ye didn't say anything, and continued to sinter the colored glaze. With Zhang Ye's current attainments, the forging artifacts can be shaped directly with aura without the aid of a hammer.

Not long after, a beautiful glazed lamp was repaired by Zhang Ye out of thin air. This hand made everyone amazed.

Zhang Ye handed the glazed lamp to Brother Jindan: "Look, is it the same as the original one?"

Freshman Jin Dan came back to his senses, he carefully looked at the glazed lamp, and wanted to pick bones in the egg, but unfortunately, this glazed lamp was even more perfect than the original one!

Even if he was shameless, he didn't dare to refuse Zhang Ye with the excuse that he was better than the original glazed lamp.

Brother Jindan received the glazed lamp, arched his hands, and left dingy.

The old woman thanked Zhang Ye for the button, and Zhang Ye helped him up and said: "With a little effort, go back and give your son a decoction."

The old woman wiped her tears. There are not many such kind people in Tiandao City. She asked: "My dear father, can the old woman know your name? I want to give you a tablet for longevity."

Although Zhang Ye doesn't care, he must give others a chance to repay his favor: "My name is Zhang Ye."

The onlookers suddenly realized that this is Master Zhang, who is like a thundering! They were flattering.

However, the old woman’s sentence is simple and beautiful: "Thank you, Mr. Zhang, for your help. Good people are rewarded. I wish you all your dreams come true."

Zhang Ye was in a better mood, and when he returned to the blacksmith's shop, he suddenly saw a woman waiting outside the door. Zhang Ye recognized: "Sect Master, why are you here?"

Su Jin mentioned a small altar in his hand: "The Baihuanang from a friend, I will serve wine, and you will serve food, okay?"

Zhang Ye was stunned, holding the grass. As expected, good people are rewarded. He just thought that if a girl accompanies him to accompany him, it would be fine. It seems that good deeds can't be stopped.