The Magical Blacksmith Chapter 145: Self-digging a grave
Zhao Tiezhu looked dazed and was moved in vain. Fastest update
He knew Zhang Ye's offer of ten thousand immortal stones was out of revenge, and he sighed and said: "Zhang Ye, I apologize for my previous actions, but I want to tell you that the Chosen Soldier has a great responsibility!"
"Although you are only in the Golden Core Realm now, I believe that one day you will become a great power to cross the calamity, and then you will realize the essence of this world."
"What is the purpose of my cultivating monks? No matter what kind of practice, what is the purpose in front of you, the ultimate goal is to live forever. Therefore, the monks practice crazy, just to survive the catastrophe and ascend to become real The immortal will live the same life as the heaven and the earth!"
"However, when the monks arrive at the Transcendent Tribulation Realm, they will find that even if you get through the Celestial Tribulation by chance, the legendary entrance gate has not arrived! That's right, my generation monks, no matter how you practice, you can’t Feisheng, once every five hundred years, thunder catastrophe is like a reminder. In the end, he can't survive and be killed by heaven. This is the only destiny of my generation of monks!"
"So, in order to break this cage, the ancestors of Tiangong designed the ascending platform and wanted to open a way to the sky for the human race. He never thought that he was condemned by the sky and he could not fight this world after all."
Speaking of this, there were tears in Zhao Tiezhu's eyes: "Zhang Ye, Tianxuan Soldier is the only one who can successfully build the ascending platform predicted by Tiangong's ancestors. Your mission is important, and this is your unshirkable responsibility!"
Hearing these words, Zhang Ye was silent for a long time, and finally he said: "I believe what you are saying is true, and I forgive you for fooling me earlier."
Zhao Tiezhu looked overjoyed, thinking that Zhang Ye had promised to complete the mission of the ascending platform.
Zhang Ye continued: "But, I won't build a soaring platform."
Zhao Tiezhu was puzzled and asked, "Why not go? This is saving the world!"
"Why should I save the world?" First of all, Zhang Ye feels that the world is not good for him. Why should I save the world? Secondly, even if the ascending platform is built, it will only save the ancestors of the tribulation. There are less than one hundred ancestors of the tribulation in the whole world, and they cannot represent the world. Finally, and most importantly, such awesome characters as the ancestors of Tiangong were killed by the condemnation of the sky for building the ascent platform. Zhang Ye felt that his life was not that hard, so why did he take the risk?
Zhang Ye’s sentence about why I want to save the world made Zhao Tiezhu a little speechless. From Zhang Ye’s perspective, there is no talk of greed, fear of death, or lack of responsibility. Everyone has his own ambitions, and it makes sense. On the contrary, Zhao Tiezhu imposed the mission of the Tiangong clan on Zhang Ye, which was quite difficult. Just like their Tiangong tribe, they lived to ascend to the platform from birth. Is this what they really want?
Zhao Tiezhu's eyes were sad: "No matter, everyone has aspirations, but the old man is abrupt." He got up and left, "Steel bar, you can eat with Zhang Ye."
After such a disturbance, Zhang Ye lost the mood to eat, and stood up to say goodbye: "I hope you can find a more suitable heavenly chosen soldier than me."
Isn't Wu Yazi, the last lord of the Lingtai Sect, was the chosen soldier? Zhang Ye feels that there are a lot of chosen soldiers.
"For countless years, the Divine Weapon Enchantment has indeed found many heavenly chosen soldiers for us, but none of them can pass the test of the will of the heavenly ancestors." Zhao Gang sent Zhang Ye out with a sigh, although some It's a pity that Zhang Ye is the kind of heavenly chosen soldier who has not passed the test of the ancestral will.
"By the way, Brother Zhang, please don't spread the secret of the ascent to the platform. The ancestors of Tiangong also predicted that some people will do whatever they can if they stay in the cage for a long time."
Zhang Ye seemed to understand but he still promised to keep the matter of Feishengtai confidential.
When he got home, Zhang Ye couldn't sleep at night. He, a little Golden Core monk, suddenly realized the nature of the world, and his mind was definitely affected. Just like those scholars who lived in the school suddenly realized the sinisterness of the arena, and it must be somewhat unacceptable.
"The system, who did you create it? What purpose did you choose me to be the host?" The last words Zhao Gang said to Zhang Ye made Zhang Ye feel that the whole world couldn't believe it.
"The current host has insufficient authority and the system cannot answer." The system said coldly.
Zhang Ye asked again: "Then can I trust you?"
"The goal of this system is to cultivate the host as a **** of forging. If it hurts you, you won't be able to go today."
Although the system's answer was a little dragged, Zhang Ye breathed a sigh of relief. Also, if the forging system wants to harm him, why bother to train him?
"System, are you a girl?" Zhang Ye got a lot better and started to molest the system.
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Another day has passed. The Young Blacksmiths Conference entered the final competition, called the Strongest Magic Weapon. I don’t know who made the names for these projects. It is really embarrassing.
In general, let the young blacksmiths come up with the most satisfying work they have created to participate in the selection, no matter when it was created, as long as it is in their own hands.
Zhang Ye was dumbfounded when he saw that the young forgers brought out the magic weapons that were at least low-grade royal artifacts. It's not that he was frightened by the magic weapon that everyone took out, but he thought that the magic weapon that was built on the spot counted.
Yun Xiu looked at Zhang Ye who was dumbfounded, thinking that he was stage fright, and feeling proud. In fact, thinking about it, Zhang Ye has created the highest-quality spiritual weapon at present, which is equivalent to the lower-grade king weapon, but that is not enough.
If you want to win in the final round of the competition, only the top grade king can be competent!
Yun Xiu swept a circle of everyone's works. Zhao Gang's magic weapon is of the highest level, a top-grade king item, and he deserves to be the most potential forger of the Tiangong clan!
However, this is still a lot worse than myself! Yunxiu took out a magic weapon from Qiankun's bag, which immediately attracted everyone's attention, and exclaimed constantly in the venue: "The flying sword of the low-grade fairy?"
"Can Yunxiu forge a low-grade fairy? How is this possible!"
"What's impossible? The young master of my family has the true story of the Heavenly Soldier Pavilion, knowing the shame and then courageously. This fairy tool was created in the last two days." The Heavenly Soldier Pavilion at the venue was proud and felt Yixue Before shame.
The presidents were also stunned by the low-grade immortal artifacts Yun Xiu took out. Although they could also forge low-grade immortal artifacts, it was because they had worked on magic weapons for countless years, which Yun Xiu could not achieve. This achievement can be reached at the age of thirty, and it is infinitely close to the fire of the older generation of blacksmiths.
The president of the Northern Territory thought that Yun Xiu had a history of cheating, and immediately checked it. Through the verification and forging techniques, it was easy to tell whether it was made by him.
I never thought that Yunxiu really forged it after such an investigation. This also dispelled the doubts of other audiences and cheered for Yunxiu.
"Five projects, my Eastern Region is the first!"
"Yunxiu finally did a decent thing!"
"In fact, Yunxiu himself is very good, but he has been suppressed by Zhang Ye's light. This time, he finally proved himself!"
Listening to everyone's praise, Yun Xiu is not as pleased as before. He has experienced big ups and downs and has a deeper city. Moreover, this honor does not actually belong to him. The lower-grade fairy sword was created by the master of Tianbing Pavilion imitating Yun Xiu's technique. Tianbing Pavilion has always had a set of imitation techniques, just like Yunxiu's imitation of Zhang Ye's works even Zhang Ye himself. It's hard to see ~IndoMTL.com~ Therefore, it is excusable for the masters of the Tianbing Pavilion to copy them, and the leaders of the generals can not distinguish the true from the false.
Yun Xiu looked at Zhang Ye and said with a humble attitude: "Actually, my low-grade fairy sword is nothing. Zhang Ye's magic weapon is even more powerful."
What a arrogant person Yun Xiu is, and there are times when he is humble. The monks took it seriously and were amazed.
"Oh my God, isn't Zhang Ye going to take out the middle-grade fairy tools?"
"Master Zhang is going to be the man of the top five!"
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Zhang Ye didn’t understand why Yun Xiu wanted to praise himself, but he understood it after hearing the audience’s discussion. Yun Xiu retreated to advance and praised and downplayed it. If Zhang Ye couldn’t come up with something more powerful than Yun Xiu Magic weapon will be praised.
Zhang Ye looked at Yunxiu's low-grade fairy sword. If he had been before, he would undoubtedly lose, but the last lottery draw gave Zhang Ye the confidence to fight Yunxiu.
"Zhang Ye, what is your strongest magic weapon?" Sima Chenfeng, like other audience members, was full of confidence in Zhang Ye, who might become the top five.
Zhang Ye didn't answer, and immediately took out the stove anvil and other forging tools.
"Zhang Ye, is this your strongest magic weapon?" President Sima looked dazed, and what's the meaning?
"No, I will build one." Zhang Ye said sincerely.
Zhang Ye didn't know the rules of the competition system, so he could only build it on the spot, but other monks felt that Zhang Ye was sharpening his guns, especially outside audiences, and laughed: "The top five? I think it will do!"
"I’m looking forward to witnessing the birth of fairy artifacts or sacred artifacts with my own eyes!"
The audience in the Eastern Region knew that they were talking irony. One by one, the Eastern Region monks trusted Zhang Ye so much, but Zhang Ye made such a big joke, which was too irritating.
Yun Xiu didn't say anything to ridicule, but his eyes were ecstatic. By doing this, Zhang Ye was digging his own grave.