The Magical Blacksmith Chapter 20: Elder arrangement

　　Local tyrant sword? Can I order anything more, just call Wang Caijian. If all of you were not mortals, I'm afraid you would have vomited blood to death.

　　 Someone couldn’t help but asked: "Boss Zhang, local tyrant sword, where is the name of the golden crow domineering?"

　　 "No matter, I like it." Zhang Ye smiled and stroked the flying sword in his hand, with a gratified expression, "Typical tyrant, I want to be friends with you."

　　 Everyone has a black line, and even the elders feel that their breath is not smooth.

　　 At this moment, Ouyang Changtian suddenly spewed a mouthful of blood, which shocked everyone.

　　 "Chang Tian?" The elder frowned. Is this a delusion?

　　 Ouyang Changtian shook his head and got up from the ground. He stared directly at Zhang Ye: "There are people outside the world, there are days outside the sky, Chang Tian opened his eyes today, and he was convinced to lose!"

　　 Ouyang Changtian took out a small porcelain bottle and threw it to Zhang Ye: "From today, I will retreat to study the forging technology, and when I have enough to build a spiritual tool, I will challenge you again!"

　　 Ouyang Changtian turned into a golden light, and walked away from the forge. Elder Wu frowned and he had to reach out and grab it. After all, Lingtai Town is forbidden.

　　 But the elder sighed and stopped Elder Wu: "Forget it, let him go."

　　The Great Elder looked in the direction of Elder Ouyang’s disappearance, and nodded in satisfaction. Some people were helpless in the face of setbacks, but Ouyang Changtian knew the shame and was brave. Fortunately for the door.

　　 Zhang Ye didn't pay much attention to Ouyang Changtian's words. When you can make the spirit weapon, maybe I can make the best spirit weapon. He played with the small porcelain bottle in his hand with a pill in it. The monks licked their lips and looked at Zhang Ye hungrily.

　　Zhang Ye knows the reason, because he has analyzed the effect of this condensing pill with the system. It is the supreme treasure pill used by the foundation-building monks to break through the realm of the golden pill.

　　 However, this is of no use to Zhang Ye. Even if the condensing pill can increase the probability of pill formation, Zhang Ye has system assistance, there is no bottleneck at all, and there is no need to practice. He hesitated for a moment and handed the small porcelain bottle to Han Ling'er. "Today, thanks to you protecting the law for me, I sent you off." Zhang Ye is never stingy with people who are good to him.

　　Han Ling'er was shocked, her little hand shook, she almost couldn't hold the porcelain bottle, and refused in panic: "Zhang Ye, this is too expensive, I can't ask for..."

　　 When everyone saw this, they were all sighed. Boss Zhang actually gave away the priceless Condensing Qi Pill. Is this still the iron **** of the past? Of course, it is more of envy, jealousy and hatred of Han Ling'er. Several female monks scratched their heads and said: "Boss Zhang, people are here to cheer for you. There is no credit for hard work, right?"

　　 "If Sister Ling'er doesn't want it, can I give it to others?"

　　 Zhang Ye smiled at Han Ling'er: "Really don't? Then I can give it to someone else." Of course, Zhang Ye was just joking, those people didn't do anything, so why should I give them the condensing pill? Even if Han Ling'er didn't accept it, he would eat it as a tonic.

　　 Hearing what Zhang Ye said, Han Ling'er took it seriously and gritted his teeth, and was about to store the small porcelain vase. Huh, this is something Zhang Ye gave me. Why should I give it to others.

　　 Of course, Han Ling'er's heart is sweet, Zhang Ye refined Feijian, the first one was for her to see, and even if something as precious as the Qi Condensing Pill was directly given to her, it was so happy. ...

When the elder 　　 saw this scene, he smiled without saying a word, suddenly thought of something, and asked: "Zhang Ye, are you interested in being the elder Keqing of my Lingtai Sect?"

　　Keqing elder, that is, an elder with a name and no real power, but a respected position, and can enjoy the resources of the Lingtai Sect like a deacon elder.

　　Generally, only the golden core powers who have contributed to the sect will be awarded the title of elder Keqing. Zhang Ye is the stage of refining Qi, um, he hides his cultivation base, others can’t see it, the elder It is a great honor to personally invite him to be the elder Ke Qing.

　　 Later, when the disciples of the Lingtai Sect saw Zhang Ye, they all saluted as a junior and had to be called an elder honorably.

　　 Everyone also understands why the Great Elder made an exception to invite Zhang Ye to become the elder of Keqing, because Zhang Ye has outstanding forging ability, which completely makes up for the lack of cultivation.

　　 The monks looked at Zhang Ye. If he promised to become the elder Keqing, he would be the same in the future. He would definitely be able to make a profit by refining swords and casting treasures. So everyone hoped that Zhang Ye would agree. Zhang Ye said it was profitable and harmless.

　　 But Zhang Ye thought for a while, and said: "The great elder Zhang has taken the kindness of his heart, but he is used to idle next time, and he is not qualified for the elder Keqing."

　　 Just kidding, it’s more comfortable to be a small boss. Although the elder Keqing who became the Lingtai sect can enjoy sect resources and does not even have any specific duties, Zhang Ye believes that rights and obligations are equal. Once the sect needs it, Will definitely find ways to squeeze their own value.

　　Han Ling'er was puzzled. As long as Zhang Ye agreed to be the elder Keqing of the Lingtai Sect, Li Xingchen's danger would be solved. After all, Li Xingchen, no matter how bold he is, would not dare to kill the elders in the clan?

　　Han Ling'er hurriedly persuaded: "Zhang Ye, as long as we are the elder Keqing of our Lingtai Sect, Li Xingchen's business is not a matter."

　　 "I said, I want to train a peerless magic weapon, and kill Li Xingchen like a dog." Zhang Ye looked at Han Ling'er, "Now that the magic weapon has been made, why should I use an identity to survive? ?"

　　 Besides, if there is no corresponding cultivation base, even if he becomes the elder Keqing of the Lingtai Sect, he will be criticized by others.

　　 Zhang Ye’s words are domineering. Although a high-grade magic weapon kills a golden core master like a dog slaughter, it also depends on the person who uses it. Zhang Ye's cultivation level is too low to use the full power of the magic weapon!

　　Han Ling'er and the monks understand this truth, what else she wants to say, Zhang Ye interrupted her: "I'm tired, you guys don't give it away."

　　Zhang Ye was determined and ordered to evict the guests. The Great Elder didn’t have any pretensions. He sighed: "The old man is abrupt, Mr. Zhang, there will be some time later."

　　The elders all said that they were leaving, and the others had to leave this magical blacksmith shop one after another. On the street, the elder stopped Han Linger: "Are you Han Wushuang's daughter?" /

　　Han Ling'er was still at a loss for Zhang Ye's refusal to serve as the elder Keqing. Seeing the elder's question, he quickly and respectfully replied: "Return to the elder, the disciple is the one."

　　 "Your mother, count as my disciple, it's a pity..." The elder sighed.

　　Han Ling'er looked sad and bowed: "Thank you for your concern."

　　 "If you promise the old man one thing, I will use the soul gathering flag to try to conjure your mother's soul." After the elder said, Han Ling'er's eyes shone brightly.

　　 My mother died unfortunately in the battle between the two domains. My father took her body back to the Lingtai Sect for preservation in blood. It is hoped that one day he will be able to save his mother, because there was a resurrection precedent in the sect, which is not impossible.

　　 After that, Han Wushuang completed the sect mission like crazy. He wanted to use his credit in exchange for the right to use the soul-gathering flag of the town sect, because this would allow people to return their souls.

　　Han Ling'er feels painful every time he sees his father go home in good condition and return home with scars, but the great elder replied that he should use the soul gathering banner to call the soul, which made Han Ling'er overjoyed.

　　"Great Elder, even if you go up to the sword and go down to the sea of ​​fire, the disciple will die!" Han Ling'er had some tears in his eyes, expressing his determination.

　　 The Great Elder sighed: "My child, it’s not that serious. The flying swords in the armory have been in disrepair for many years. You are responsible for picking out the damaged flying swords and asking Zhang Ye to repair them. The spirit stone is from the sect. Pay."

　　 is that simple? Han Ling'er looked in the direction of the blacksmith shop and blushed inexplicably when he thought of meeting Zhang Ye every day in the future...

　　 Not long after, the elder was invited to the center guarded by elder Wu to inspect the work. Seeing that everything was in order, the elder exclaimed: "Xiao Wu, you have been wronged for letting you take charge of Lingtai Town these years." /

　　 "Doing things for the sect is nothing wronged." Elder Wu replied respectfully.

　　The Great Elder nodded with satisfaction, and said: "Behind, Zhang Ye, please take care of it."

　　 Elder Wu agreed, but there was some confusion in his eyes. The Elder looked in his eyes and smiled: "Do you want to ask, why did I let Han Linger approach Zhang Ye, and let you take care of him?" /

　　 "Subordinates don't dare." Elder Wu replied staidly.

　　 The Great Elder has no pretensions, just like a kind old man. He looked into the distance and said faintly: "The last time the cultivators of the Eastern Region and the Northern Region had a great battle, my vitality in the Eastern Region was greatly injured. Although Zhang Ye's cultivation skills are average, his forging skills are outstanding. Maybe he can become the mainstay of my Eastern Region in the future."

　　"Since he didn't want to accept the shackles of my sect, so I asked Han Ling'er to approach him. In fact, it was not forcing. The girl had a good impression of Zhang Ye, and Zhang Ye, at least, did not reject it. "The elder smiled, "No matter whether Zhang Ye can work for my Lingtai Sect in the end, he can at least contribute to a beautiful thing, right?"

　　 There is also a smile on Elder Wu’s staid face. The great elder is far-sighted and gentle, which is admirable for finding a way out for the sect and not harming the interests of his disciples.

　　"As for letting you take care of Zhang Ye, it’s because I have also heard of the contradiction between Li Xingchen and him. It’s okay for young people to compete for strength. Only when there is competition, there is the motivation to move forward, but both of them are The proud son of heaven, the one who died prematurely is the loss of my Lingtai Sect and even the Eastern Region.” After the great elder said, Elder Wu understood what he had to do to protect Zhang Ye from being killed by Li Xingchen~IndoMTL.com~Li Xingchen Fought against me, but I couldn't keep him. "Elder Wu said truthfully, "If he breaks through the golden core, I am afraid I will not be his opponent." "

　　"This is exactly the power of genius!" The great elder shook his head and laughed, and handed him a token, "At the critical moment, we will send out the order."

　　 "Yes!" Elder Wu respectfully accepted the sect token. It seems that the great elder is very concerned about these two young people.

　　 "We are old, and this world is young after all." The elder smiled and sighed, like smoke, gradually disappearing.

　　 In the realm of Lingtaizong, a piece of news about Zhang Ye's refining high-grade artifacts swept like a tsunami.

　　"Zhang Ye made a top-grade magical artifact? How old is he? Elder Ouyang can't do it!"

　　 "Believe it or not, at that time the Great Elder of the Lingtai Sect and the Elder Wu of Lingtai Town were shocked and came to the forge to witness the birth of the top-grade artifacts!"

　　 "Fuck, I was there at the time. I thought Zhang Ye was bragging, so I left. Now I regret it, why don't you hold me?"

　　……

　　"Zhang Ye said he would make a peerless magic weapon and kill Li Xingchen like a dog. Now that the magic soldier is born, do you think he can kill Li Xingchen?"

　　"I can’t do it. Although the magic weapon is good, it also depends on the person who uses it. Zhang Ye is just a little monk in the Qi refining stage, and Li Xingchen, who is about to break through the golden core, is two realms away, just like a baby playing The big knife hasn't killed anyone yet, so be careful."

　　 "Speaking of which, what's the name of the top-grade artifact?"

　　"Zhang Ye rejected the name of the Golden Crow proposed by the elder, and named it-Tyrant Sword!"

　　 "Oh fuck..." The monks heard the news, no matter how high their cultivation level was, they couldn't help but explode.