The Magical Blacksmith Chapter 243: 3 tests
Zhang Yeda came all the way to ascend the blueprint, but you said you couldn't give it to me. What are you kidding me?
Zhang Ye was patient and asked: "Why not?" Zhang Ye is not only the chosen soldier from the Tiangong clan, but also the only ten-star forger in the entire cultivation world. If anyone can build a soaring platform, There is only Zhang Ye.
The patriarch arched his hands: "Master Zhang, don’t get me wrong. You are the Chosen Soldier and a Ten-Star Blacksmith. We also hope that you can come and build the Ascended Platform." The patriarch paused, "But, Ascended Platform. We don’t have the drawings of the ascending platform. Only if you pass the test of the ancestors of Tiangong, the ancestors of Tiangong will give you the drawings of the ascending platform."
"The ancestors of Tiangong are still alive?" Zhang Ye was taken aback.
"The ancestor of Tiangong has long passed away, but he left a ray of will to test the final candidate." Patriarch Whitebeard explained and then said, "If Master Zhang wants to build the ascension platform, he must participate in the ancestor’s Check, if I don’t want to, my Tiangong clan will prepare a meal and welcome Master Zhang from afar to be a guest."
The patriarch said this not only to explain that this process must be executed, but also to take care of Zhang Ye's face.
Zhang Ye didn't want to eat or drink, and immediately said: "Let's start testing now."
Zhang Ye did not play big cards as a ten-star blacksmith. Patriarch Whitebeard was a little appreciative and said: "In this case, Master Zhang, please follow me to the Tongtian Pagoda."
Tongtian Tower, needless to say, Zhang Ye also knows, it must be the tall tower building in the center of the city. The pangolin also wanted to follow the past. Perhaps he was interested in the high-tower building with the same name, but Zhang Ye ordered it to stand by. After all, the pangolin is too big now.
Flying over the city, the patriarch introduced the city by the way.
This city is called Tiangong City. This place existed when the Tiangong tribe was born. Since its development, there are millions of people living in it, and all of them are skilled craftsmen.
The Tiangong clan in the Southern Territory destroyed by the Ten Thousand Immortals League has actually gone to the building for a long time. It is just a platform for contact with the cultivation world. Whether it has it or not, it doesn't matter to the Tiangong clan.
Flying high in the sky, somehow, the Tiangong tribe at my feet knew that Zhang Ye was coming, and the eldest girl and the little wife waved her handkerchief and cheered. The Tiangong tribe most admired the master forging.
Zhao Tiezhu approached Zhang Ye with a look of envy: "Master Zhang, see how popular you are with beautiful women, I envy others."
Zhang Ye looked at the standard physical characteristics of the Tiangong tribe, and there was no way to talk about beauty. He endured the urge to vomit and looked into the distance.
"By the way, Master Zhang, how did you know we are here?" The patriarch chatted for a while and asked the most curious question.
Zhang Ye was silent for a moment and did not say anything about the Yaozu: "A few days ago, a monk of the Tiangong clan who was suspected of purchasing supplies later disappeared in the area of Nanjia Mountain. I guess you are hiding in a small universe, so With the help of my spirit beast, the Void Pangolin, I dug through more than 30 small worlds before I came here."
The patriarch Xindao's subordinates are still not careful enough, they have to pay attention in the future, but this one is really capable.
I came to the Tongtian Pagoda, a total of nine floors. The first six floors are the office area of the tribe. The last three floors. The patriarch and a series of elders stayed behind: "Master Zhang, the upper three floors can't accompany you. Only Only the chosen soldier is qualified to accept the test. Each level is tested. Every time you pass the level, you can open the door to the upper level. When you reach the top level, you can get the forging drawings of the ascent platform."
"This is the only way to obtain the drawings. If Master Zhang fails to gain the approval of the ancestors of Tiangong, there is nothing we can do."
Zhang Ye nodded, and suddenly said: "Can't you just lift the top of the tower and get the drawing of the ascent platform?"
Whether it is the patriarch or all the elders present, there is deathly silence. But in their hearts, turbulent waves are set off, **** it, for so many years, why haven't they thought of this way!
Although the ancestral rules are unbreakable, the rules are dead and people are alive. If you get the blueprints, a generation will not work. After several generations, you may have built the ascending platform long ago and completed the mission of the Tiangong clan. Ah, why spend thousands of years looking for the chosen soldier?
It's like solving an arithmetic problem. You have listed countless formulas and filled three pages of draft paper. It turns out that the answer is equal to zero.
That must be uncomfortable in my heart.
Zhang Ye saw the weird expression of the Tiangong tribe, thinking that he had said something wrong, so he would not delay any more, and jumped upstairs to be tested as if he fled.
"Patriarch, do you think it is possible for Master Zhang to pass the test of the Tiangong ancestor?" Zhao Tiezhu looked at Zhang Ye's disappearing back and asked quietly.
"Although countless heavenly chosen soldiers have failed, Master Zhang is different from ordinary people. I believe he can." The patriarch paused, "Even if it doesn't work, I think it's not impossible to demolish the top of the tower."
After speaking, everyone was dead silent again.
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Zhang Ye came to the seventh floor, ready to accept the first test.
On this floor, it seems that there is no window open, and it's black, but the monk's eyes and spiritual thoughts are very good, looking like the day.
The whole floor was empty and there were no extras. Just when Zhang Ye wondered how to accept the test, suddenly the whole room was lit up, and a person appeared out of thin air.
This person has some fairy-style bones, forehead, a lot shorter than imagined fairy-style bones, high cheekbones, white beards, but his eyes are very divine, just listen to him say: "The first one Test, compete with me to forge magic weapons."
Zhang Ye felt curious: "Senior is the ancestor of Tiangong?"
"Yes, and not." The old man was expressionless, "I am the forging soul of Tiangong. You need to defeat me to be qualified to go up."
Zhang Ye: "How to compete?" This forging soul is just a phantom, it can't be forged at all, right?
The old man waved his hand, and a wide range of strange materials and forging tools appeared out of thin air: "Although they are all virtual, but everything imitates the real, just use these and compare me with me to see who forged the magic weapon, the highest level. !"
Zhang Ye was full of enthusiasm and tried to get these materials. Although they were all fictitious, the touch was very real. Moreover, when he wanted any materials or something, a thought appeared.
Currently, Zhang Ye doesn't know how to build Taoist artifacts. In order to be able to conquer Tiangong, he plans to build artifacts. Although each artifact can only appear once in the world, this is a virtual forging, which is okay.
One thought of Zhang Ye, the materials needed for forging appeared, and he started forging.
Don't look at them as fiction, they still test the real skills of the blacksmith. If they don't control well, they are most likely to give up their previous efforts.
As a ten-star blacksmith, Zhang Ye is not a mere name, he handles every kind of material accurately, and Tiangong's forging soul is even more comfortable.
The process of the master showdown is a kind of enjoyment and a kind of learning. From time to time, Zhang Ye looks at Tiangong's forging. The ancient techniques are more pure and rhythmic, which makes Zhang Ye amazed.
Gradually, Zhang Ye's technique also incorporates a touch of natural forging techniques.
Not long after, Tiangong forged a sword. To be precise, it was a four-foot-three-inch long sword, which was taller than Tiangong himself. Even a strong man with eight feet can only use unique techniques or swordsmanship to use this long sword.
Except for this sword, it has grown to no friends, but it is a veritable high-grade holy artifact, and even Zhang Ye has a vague feeling that if this sword wins the luck of a certain area, it is not a bad idea to become a Taoist artifact.
Zhang Ye’s magic weapon has also been forged. It is an iron token. It is the life and death talisman that once saved Zhang Ye’s life. He can create two divine artifacts, one is the life and death talisman, and the other is the lucky bag, but Zhang Ye faintly felt that the level of the life and death talisman was higher.
While Zhang Ye looked at Tiangong’s long sword and thought, Tiangong was also looking at Zhang Ye’s life and death talisman. After a long time, Tiangong opened his mouth and said: "Artifact?"
Zhang Ye was startled. It was the first time he heard the word "artifact" from others, even though he was a person who had been dead for an unknown number of years.
"Senior has good eyesight." Zhang Ye sighed sincerely.
Heaven's Forging Soul didn't say much, only said: "I lose, you can go to the upper level."
After that, the soul of forging disappeared, and even all the virtual items with it disappeared, and the whole floor became empty again.
Zhang Ye asked: "Senior, can I still see you?" It was a very helpful thing to communicate with the ancient master forging.
But no matter how Zhang Ye shouted, the forging soul of Tiangong never appeared again, and a golden light curtain appeared on the wall, which was the entrance to the eighth floor.
Zhang Ye sighed and had to finish the test first.
The eighth floor, similar to the seventh floor, is still dark and empty. Zhang Ye has experience and has not looked around, waiting for the test to come with peace of mind.
The light flashed, and the phantom of Tiangong appeared again, Zhang Ye smiled and said: "Senior, why bother, can't you just go through all the tests?"
"I am the soul of Tiangong's conscience, and I am responsible for the second test." Although he still looks like Tiangong, he is no longer the same person.
Zhang Ye feels a bit of a loss, but he still succumbed: "The juniors are ready, ready to be tested at any time."
The appearance of the soul of conscience is more kind than the soul of forging, he showed a kind smile, waved his hand, Zhang Ye appeared in a human market.
Zhang Ye understands that this is another fiction.
So Zhang Ye stretched out his hand to poke a passing man next to him, and the man flew into a rage: "Die pervert, believe it or not, I will kill you!"
Zhang Ye repeatedly apologized. It seems that this fictitious thing is no different from the truth.
At this time, just listen to the voice of Tiangong: "In this test, there will be some emergencies to test your conscience."
Zhang Ye didn't take it to heart. How could he have no conscience when he had been awarded the Good Citizens Pennant by Tiandao City several times?
At this moment, the sound of gongs and drums sounded on the street, and pedestrians watched.
"The uncles who passed by, all come to see, this is the new beauty of Chunfeng Tower, or a young man, which uncle wants to get a blood?" The bustard greeted the passers-by and said As she spoke, she lifted off a woman's red hijab.
The woman's hands are tied and her eyes are a little red. She may have just cried, but this look is even more pitiful.
"Wow...fairy!" The men who stopped to watch looked up, forehead, all heads, exclaiming, drooling.
Zhang Ye was also stunned on the spot~IndoMTL.com~ is not attracted by the beauty of the woman, but, this woman, he knows, although he has only met one side, but he remembers that this is not the cultivation family when asking for directions Xiao Ruolan?
This woman also has cultivation skills, but she was sealed by magical force. At this moment, she is no different from a weak woman in the world.
Just listen to the mother bustard continuing to say: "Oh, my masters are really insightful, this is really a fairy going down to the earth..."
The guys laughed and wiped their saliva: "This fairy, I want it!" Everyone started bidding, weighing the female monk's body with gold and silver.
Zhang Ye was a little angry, not about his behavior to everyone, because he knew it was all fiction, but he was angry at the soul of Tiangong’s conscience, he scolded: "You peeping into my consciousness?"
Heaven's voice sounded: "It's not that I read your consciousness, the whole scene is your own imagination."
Zhang Ye was stunned. Zhang Ye really thought about this scene. When Zhang Ye came into contact with the Xiuzhen family named Xiao, he saw them as if they were facing a big enemy, his brains were open, and he imagined a scene.
The specific hypothesis is that the woman surnamed Xiao was forcibly taken away, but the woman surnamed Xiao was forced to die, so she was sealed and sold to the mortal brothel as a punishment.
Zhang Ye just thought about it at the time. Unexpectedly, Tiangong used it as a test for Zhang Ye.
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Those vulgar men are like evil dogs that see delicious food, barking and barking, dripping saliva on the ground; and the sister of Xiao, who has been sealed and repaired, is like fish on a chopping board. People slaughtered, I see pity.
At this moment, the sister surnamed Xiao suddenly saw Zhang Ye, as if she had caught the straw, her expression was agitated, but she said silently: "Help me!"
Although all of this is fictitious, Zhang Ye can't stand it anymore.
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