The Magical Blacksmith Chapter 28: Golden Core Power

　　 After all, Zhang Ye’s business may also include the forging of top-grade magical artifacts, and top-grade magical artifacts are not measurable by top-grade spiritual stones, so Han Linger would propose to increase the price.

　　 Zhang Ye saw Han Ling'er's appearance, and a little sighed. She was so good that a little girl was taken into the ditch by herself. She was sinful. Zhang Ye said, "God has the virtue of good living, and ten high-grade spirit stones are enough. "

　　The more expensive the fee is, it will definitely kill people.

　　 What did Zhang Ye think of: "Speaking of which, what did you call me just now?"

　　Han Linger thought for a while: "I am your clerk now, so naturally I want to call your boss."

　　"Fairy Han, you should call me Zhang Ye." After all, I was used to hearing Han Linger's name Zhang Ye, and suddenly changed his name to the boss, a little awkward.

　　Han Ling'er didn't have too much entanglement: "That's fine, but Zhang Ye, don't call me Fairy Han in the future, just call me by my name."

　　"This..." Zhang Ye hesitated for a moment, "Ling'er, it's really a good name."

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　　 On the other side, Zhang Ye's almost abnormal charges aroused public outrage, and people could be heard scolding Zhang Ye everywhere.

　　 "That silly fork Zhang Ye, he charges ten high-grade spirit stones for each shot, doesn't he know how to do iron? Who does he think he is? Yuan Ying ancestor?"

　　 "Let’s unite, even if we have money, we won’t go to Zhang Ye’s shop for consumption!"

　　"People who are cheap have a natural harvest. At this moment, how I hope that the star swordsman will leave early and cut off Zhang Ye's little hook!"

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　　Zhong Ion, is the true biography of Ziyi from the Lingtai Sect, Jindan is powerful, he has been in a bad mood these days, and anyone who is not pleasing to the eye will scold him.

　　 "It's noisy and annoying all day, that Zhang Ye is your father or someone else, how did you go wherever you mentioned it?" Zhong Ting-ben thought of reading a book in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion to distract him, never thought there were people here. Talking about Zhang Ye, chirping was so annoying that he lost his temper.

　　Several young cultivators saw Zhong Zhen wearing purple clothes on the spiritual platform, and they were so scared to apologize: "Senior calm down, and juniors will leave now."

　　 Just a few steps back, Zhong Ion said: "Hold on!"

　　 "Huh? Senior, we really didn't want to offend!" Several monks thought that Zhong Ion was going to teach them, so they were so frightened that they knelt down.

　　 "Don't make a noise!" Zhong Ion rubbed his ears and moaned before saying, "By the way, who is the Zhang Ye you are talking about?"

　　Because Zhang Ye used to only work as a low-grade flying sword, it was widely spread among Qi refining and foundation building monks, but few people in the circle of Jindan power knew Zhang Ye.

　　 A few little cultivators were taken aback, and immediately said: "Return to senior, that Zhang Ye is a liar. He repaired the broken flying sword and charges ten high-grade spirit stones, which has violated many of our brothers..." /

　　"The bad thing was done in that Zhang, so sore on the top of the head, pus on the soles of the feet, exhale, you can smell the odor in a radius of ten miles!"

　　"The most important thing is that he forced our inner sister Ling'er to work in the blacksmith's shop, doing all the dirty work, and being caught by the iron cock's unspoken rules from time to time. It's really true. Those who hear it are sad and those who see it. Tears..."

　　 Zhong Ion heard a little nauseous, but he was so angry, no wonder there were people everywhere scolding Zhang Ye, who turned out to be such a shameless scum.

　　 "Is there no one to take care of it? I take care of it!" The reason why Zhong Ion was in a bad mood was that his top-grade flying sword was broken, and there was no place to evade the fire when he was worried, and it would be good to kill a wicked person to vent his anger.

　　 The little monks were delighted in their eyes, and thought that we can’t deal with Zhang Ye, Jin Dan can always kill Zhang Ye, and immediately exclaimed: "The seniors are righteous, the juniors are willing to lead the way!"

　　……

　　Zhang Ye, because of the rash increase in prices, there has been no business for several days. There are many people who come to scold the street, but Zhang Ye didn’t take it to heart. As long as he doesn’t enter the shop to make trouble, he can do whatever he wants. .

　　 As for Han Ling'er, although there is nothing to do in the store, she still goes to work on time every day. Today she can’t help but: "Zhang Ye, you can arrange something for me."

　　 Zhang Ye thought for a while, and handed Han Ling'er a universe bag: "Take it, count the money."

　　Han Ling'er was speechless for a while, really counting the money? The monk swept away with his spiritual sense, and he knew how many spirit stones there were. There was no need to count them.

　　 Han Ling'er saw Zhang Ye napping on the recliner, wondering that he could not get paid for nothing, so he stepped forward and said, "Zhang Ye, let me give you a massage."

　　"Massage?" Before Zhang Ye refused, Han Linger's green fingers were placed on Zhang Ye's temples and gently rubbed.

　　 "My mother always had a headache before, as long as I press the buttons for her, it won't hurt." Seeing Zhang Ye's enjoyment, Han Linger asked, "How about it, my craftsmanship is not bad?"

　　 "Hmm..." Zhang Ye squinted his eyes and added, "I have done massage for my parents before, and I will let you try it later." Zhang Ye treats Han Ling'er as a friend and naturally wants to return.

　　 But Han Linger blushed, thinking that Zhang Ye was joking, and didn't take it seriously.

　　 After a while, Zhang Ye suddenly opened his eyes and got up from the couch: "Come on, I'll press it for you."

　　"Do you really want to press it?" Han Linger was shocked.

　　 "Well, courtesy." Before Han Ling'er refused, Zhang Ye pressed her on the couch, grabbed her shoulders, and kneaded.

　　Han Ling'er blushed, and was a little shy to be held on his shoulder by Zhang Ye, but Zhang Ye's techniques and strength were very comfortable, and Han Ling'er couldn't refuse.

　　 "I'm starting to work hard, the more I get the better, the more comfortable it is." Zhang Ye finished speaking and began to exert strength.

　　 Sometimes, Han Ling'er would be pressed by Zhang Ye with a soft snort, but as Zhang Ye said, the greater the strength, the more comfortable, and the whole body relaxed.

　　 At this moment, Zhong Ion rushed to the gate of the blacksmith shop aggressively with a vote of monks, and suddenly saw Zhang Ye frowning Han Ling'er and humming, and he kept asking Han Ling'er: "Will you be comfortable?" Is it particularly comfortable?"

　　 Zhong Ion was furious: "I didn't believe it at first. I didn't expect you to bully the Lingtai Sect disciple!"

　　Han Ling'er quickly opened his eyes and saw the purple-clothed monk in the lead, a little panic, and immediately got up and said: "I have seen seniors."

　　In the face of the true story, the inner door cannot call brothers, but seniors. This is the rule.

　　 "The dignified monk who built the foundation, was bullied by a little refining qi, is it shameful to lose?" Zhong Ion was so angry that he didn't know what to say, and then shouted to Zhang Ye, "Scum, get out and die!"

　　 "Senior misunderstood, Zhang Ye didn't bully me, we were just massaging..." Han Ling'er blushed as if dripping blood when it came to the next few words.

　　 massage? Zhong Ion was stunned, and reprimanded: "Fuzzy, he is clearly making you unspoken!"

　　Zhang Ye got a little angry. What is the origin of this old guy in purple clothes? When he came up, he scolded and said, "Senior, is there any misunderstanding in the middle?"

　　"Misunderstanding? Misunderstanding your mother!" The little monks stunned, Zhong Ion yelled, took out a broken sword from Qiankun's bag, and immediately killed Zhang Ye.

　　 At this moment, Elder Wu suddenly appeared, blocking Zhong Ion’s blow, and scolded with a stern face: "Lingtai Town, don’t hurt people with your hands!"

　　"Wu Laogou, what is your relationship with this scum? When did our disciple of the Lingtai Sect be bullied like this? Don't care about it, but help outsiders?" Zhong Ion jumped with anger, "If it wasn't Lao Tzu's Feijian is broken, and this one will even take you with you!"

　　 Elder Wu does not have the authority to punish Zhong Ion, who is also a golden core, but he took the order of the Grand Elder to take care of Zhang Ye, so he said coldly: "I only care about the rules of Lingtai Town, I don't care about other things."

　　 "Old dog Wu, you fucking..." Zhong Ion didn't expect Elder Wu to be so shameless and want to curse, but then he thought about it, and said fiercely, "Okay, I'll **** with you, you have Don’t leave for the rest of your life, as long as you leave, I will smash this smithy, and see what you can do with me!"

　　 Elder Wu's eyelids twitched. In fact, he knew this clock ion, and the relationship is still a good one, but this clock ion has a shortcoming, that is, bad temper and unreasonable hob meat. Elder Wu pondered Now, do you want to issue a clan order?

　　 The great elder instructed him to use the clan order as a last resort, otherwise he would kill Zhang Ye. After all, a small qi-training monk being taken care of by the sect would definitely attract suspicion and threats.

　　Finally, Elder Wu caught a glimpse of the sign at Zhang Ye’s door, had an idea, took out a flying sword and said, "Boss Zhang, I wonder if you still do business today?"

　　 "Of course I do." Zhang Ye was puzzled, but he said honestly.

　　"I heard that Boss Zhang is good at refining~IndoMTL.com~I don’t know whether the flying sword of the little old man can be refined?" Somehow, Elder Wu, who has always been a coffin face, showed a smile, even with It's kind of flattering.

　　 "Oh my God, Elder Wu laughed!"

　　 "Ah, I'm blind..."

　　 Seeing this, a group of little monks suddenly felt strange and exclaimed.

　　Zhang Ye hesitated and took over Elder Wu’s flying sword. This is a flying sword with a medium-grade magic weapon, which can naturally be refined. Zhang Ye nodded: "Yes."

　　 Elder Wu took out ten red and bright high-grade spirit stones from the Qiankun bag: "Then trouble Boss Zhang."

　　Han Ling'er was a little excited. No one in the blacksmith shop cared for so many days, but he didn't expect that Elder Wu sent the first business.

　　 "Ling'er, collect the money." Zhang Ye greeted him, and took the flying sword into the backstage.

　　Han Ling'er responded, and took the heavy ten high-grade spiritual stones, my God, this is the real high-grade spiritual stones, and it’s ten, am I dreaming?

　　Han Linger fainted with happiness, and the little monks who followed Zhong Ion were shocked: "Is Elder Wu stupid, really got ten high-grade spirit stones?"

　　 "I used to think that Senior Brother Duguce was the trustee of the blacksmith shop. It seems that the real trustee is Elder Wu!"

　　 A group of people slandered in disbelief. After all, Zhong Ion is the golden core power. It is not as rare or strange as the others. He just snorted: "Old dog Wu, you think I will let the blacksmith shop go. I have a lot of time and can afford it, after you finish your flying sword, I will destroy the blacksmith shop!"

　　 Zhong Xing took out a chair from Qiankun's bag, sat peacefully outside the door, and confronted Elder Wu.

　　 Elder Wu looked at Zhong Ion with pity, and said that when my flying sword is done, you will be reluctant to destroy the blacksmith shop...