The Magical Blacksmith Chapter 29: I’m not sure

　　Zhong Ion spoke to Elder Wu from time to time. After a while, Zhong Ion’s conversation turned: "By the way, Old Dog Wu, you really have a bad mix. You are in the middle of the golden core, and you are still using the middle-grade magic weapon. Flying sword."

　　 "Your high-grade magical artifacts are not much better." Elder Wu looked at Zhong Ion's broken flying sword, and went back.

　　"You!" Zhong Ion flushed with anger. Regardless of how little Elder Wu speaks, every sentence can lift his popularity to the sky.

The 　　 the little monks saw that Ion was defeated by the clock, and immediately had a bad idea, and whispered: "Zhongli is so big, the blacksmith's fee is so dark, he is still willing to be slaughtered, is this stupid..."

　　 I really don’t have to squirt the clock ion. I took this opinion and immediately shouted: "Old dog Wu, you have too much money to burn, right? It’s just such a Sanwu shop, you even took out the coffin. , Your sister is so stupid!"

　　 Boss Wu Chang didn’t speak, Zhong Ion felt that he had finally won a shot, and he was proud. At this moment, Zhang Ye took out a clear flying sword from the backstage: "Elder Wu, your sword It's refined."

　　 Elder Wu glanced at Zhong Ion jokingly. He hadn't responded before, mainly because he felt that Zhang Ye was almost finished, and he was ready to speak with facts.

　　 When Zhang Ye used to refine lower-grade artifacts, he could break through to middle-grade. Now that Zhang Ye is doing full-grade business, Elder Wu guessed that the refining of middle-grade artifacts could also become top-grade.

　　 Elder Wu respectfully took the Flying Sword. Although he had already guessed, he was still shocked by the scene before him. After he had been refined for many years, he had become a top-grade artifact!

　　 Zhong Ion saw Elder Wu staring at his flying sword in a daze, taunting: "Just look at the broken magic weapon for many years and it won't grow a flower!"

　　 Elder Wu held a long sword in his hand and snorted coldly: "Who said it is a medium-grade artifact?" The overwhelming power gushed out of the flying sword, and Zhong Ion was shocked to sit on the ground.

　　 "Fuck, high-grade magical artifact!" Zhong Ion sensed it immediately, sitting on the ground like a second fool, he couldn't understand, it was a flying sword that was a middle-grade magical artifact a moment ago, how could it become? Top grade?

　　 "Old dog Wu, I want to deceive Laozi with a blind eye, you have been born a hundred years ago!" Zhong Ion did not believe in evil, and raised his sword to attack Elder Wu, wanting to see if it is really a top-grade magic weapon.

　　 "Huh!" Elder Wu didn't even look at Zhong Ion, and cut off with a sword. The huge sword energy directly blew Zhong Ion away, destroying the purple clothes, leaving a pair of pants trembling.

　　Zhong Ion was not angry, but rather pleased. He took out his new clothes from Qiankun's bag and put on a smiley face: "Old Wu, by the way, how did your middle-grade artifact be promoted to the top-grade artifact?"

　　 Elder Wu cast a blank look at Zhong Ion, and did not speak with a stern face.

　　 Zhong Xing hurriedly offered his hospitality and helped Elder Wu squeeze his shoulders: "Old Wu, we can have friendship for hundreds of years!"

　　 "Elder Wu can't afford to climb high." Elder Wu scolded coldly.

　　 "Hey, you are the old dog Wu, I am the old dog Zhongli, it's so ironic!" Zhong Ion finished speaking, but also barked.

　　 Elder Wu didn’t want to pay attention to this shameless person, but respectfully bowed to Zhang Ye: "Thank you, Boss Zhang for making swords."

　　 "Elder Wu is polite." Elder Wu took care of himself several times, and Zhang Ye naturally treated each other with courtesy.

　　, while Zhong Ion suddenly thought of something, he wondered: "Old Wu, is it because Zhang Ye refined your medium-grade artifacts that they were upgraded?"

　　 "Otherwise?" Elder Wu disappeared as soon as he flicked his sleeves.

　　Zhong Ion looked at Zhang Ye blankly, not knowing what he was thinking.

　　 At this time, the little monks stepped forward and said: "Senior Zhongli, Elder Wu is gone, and this shameless scum is about to be wiped out!"

　　 "Senior Zhongli, helping justice, is really a role model for my generation!"

　　 Zhong Ion thoughtfully, and pulled out his broken sword. The little monks were excited, thinking that Zhong Ion was about to kill the iron cock.

　　 "Boss Zhang, I see the sign outside you saying that you will undertake all the forging business of Feijian. I wonder if this Feijian can be repaired?" Zhong Ion said with a respectful and flattering look. After all, Zhang Ye's The craftsmanship has convinced him.

　　 The little cultivators were dumbfounded and fucking. Didn’t they say that they would walk the way for the sky? When Elder Wu was there, Zhong Ion yelled to kill him. As a result, Elder Wu left, but Zhong Ion was stunned. Is it wicked?

　　If Zhang Ye is just an ordinary little blacksmith, Zhong Ion believes in the discrediting words of the monks, but he has seen Zhang Ye’s skills with his own eyes. If he still believes that Zhang Ye is a shameless scum, he has practiced for a hundred years. The years have been practiced on dogs.

　　 People who are truly capable are worthy of respect, especially Zhang Ye, who can tinker with top-grade artifacts.

　　 Zhang Ye glanced at Broken Sword, and replied faintly: "It can be repaired."

　　 Zhong Ion's expression was overjoyed. This sword is his only high-grade magic weapon. After being damaged, his combat power plummets. He is very distressed. I never thought that Zhang Ye said that it could be repaired. Could this make people happy?

　　Zhong Ion took out ten high-grade spirit stones. Although it hurts a bit, everything is worthwhile to repair the flying sword: "Boss Zhang, then it’s troublesome."

　　 At this moment, the little monks were all dissatisfied: "Why, the charges are so dark, and there are people jumping inside?"

　　"Never mind Elder Wu, Senior Zhongli came here to teach Zhang Ye, why did he get caught up in evil?"

　　 "There is a ghost in this blacksmith shop!"

　　 The little monks did not dare to make a loud noise, but they could still hear the muttering.

　　Han Ling'er didn't take these people's words to heart, and was about to pick up the spirit stone, but Zhang Ye reached out and stopped Han Ling'er.

　　Han Ling'er was a little puzzled, Zhong Ion also looked at Zhang Ye with a dazed expression, didn't he say that he could repair it? What is this?

　　 "It can be repaired, but I don't want to work when I am in a bad mood." Zhang Ye said coldly.

　　 Zhong Ion was stunned, and then he suddenly realized that he was about to look fiercely at the group of chirping little monks, and scolded: "Shut up, I'm all!"

　　 The little cultivators were taken aback, silent, but one cultivator was not convinced: "Senior Zhongli, don’t you want to help justice and eradicate evil? We trust you so much. I never thought that you and Elder Wu are the same. !"

　　 These words spoke out the aspirations of the little monks, and they mustered up their courage to agree.

　　 Zhong Ion was trembling with anger. He really wanted to hit someone, but he was afraid that Elder Wu would come over to find the fault, so he scolded: "Because Boss Zhang is not in your business, he won’t be slanderous, isn’t it? Is Boss Zhang taking his own craft for granted? Tell you, the path of cultivation has never been taken for granted! I don’t want to make progress, I just want to get benefits from others, this is a shameless scum, and you are the real scumbag. !"

　　"As for Boss Zhang’s fees, do you know the value of a top-grade artifact? What is the value of the materials required for top-grade artifacts? How many years of craftsmanship does it take to forge top-grade artifacts? Ice, well frogs can’t talk about the sea!"

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　　 Zhong Ion’s status as a predecessor, bitterly reprimanded these little monks, hoping that they would repent, otherwise they would be so minded and hopeless.

　　Many cultivators have gradually realized their own mistakes. They really shouldn't take Zhang Ye's efforts for granted, and they bowed their heads and blushed.

　　 "Apologize to Boss Zhang." Zhong Ion said for a while, then scolded.

　　 The monks were startled. Some recognized their mistakes and some succumbed to Zhong Ion’s lustful prestige. They all bowed and said: "Boss Zhang, we know it was wrong."

　　Zhang Ye felt that this Zhongzheng was bluffing, but in fact it was quite reasonable, so he sold his face: "It's okay, there is criticism to make progress."

　　 "See if you don't, you should learn from the boss's mind!" Zhong Iing continued: "As for the things that confuse this seat, let's go back and practice hard. It is better to beg for yourself, and to live out of the spirit of the Taizong sect. !"

　　 "The younger generation will be taught, and they will cultivate hard and change their previous mistakes!" The monks seemed to have completely changed their mentality and replied solemnly.

　　 "Well, that's the truth!" Zhong Ion nodded in satisfaction, and then bowed his knees, "Hehe, Boss Zhang, do you think this works?"

　　The monks were originally motivated by Zhong Ion’s words, and they decided to live their lives, but when I saw Zhong Ion’s flattering posture, he said in his heart, is it better to beg for yourself? This is called surviving one's spine? Dare to love what you said earlier to please Zhang Ye?

　　 Zhong Ion saw the eyes of many monks weird, and scolded: "What are you still waiting for, let me go back to practice!"

　　 The monks looked weird, bowed and hurried away.

　　 Zhang Ye feels a lot more comfortable, and winks at Han Ling'er. Han Ling'er understands, and takes over the heavy high-grade spirit stone and broken sword: "Senior Zhongli, if you don't sit for a while, the flying sword will definitely be repaired. "

　　"Hehe, it’s okay, I can just stand up~ IndoMTL.com~ Zhong Ion looked around, and there is nowhere to sit. Then, Zhong Ion thought of something, and took out a piece of metal from Qiankun’s bag: “That’s right. Boss Zhang, the cut that Feijian broke is nowhere to be found. Although the ten cold iron is not as good as the original ice soul iron, it should be usable, right? "

　　 Although this ten cold iron is also a rare material, it is evaluated by Zhang Ye's mantra-what kind of **** is this?

　　Because the system will still provide the materials needed for the repair, Zhang Ye only took the broken sword and went to the backstage.

　　Zhong Ion was a little puzzled, Han Linger explained: "Senior, don't worry, the blacksmith shop is responsible for producing the materials."

　　The blacksmith lays out materials? Zhong Ion felt that ten high-grade spirit stones were not that expensive anymore, but he thought for a moment, damn, won't you use special **** materials to reconnect flying swords to me?

　　 "Boss Zhang, you can't make it!" Zhong Ion was shocked. If he repaired with inferior materials, his grade would fall.

　　 "What can't you do?" Zhang Ye asked dissatisfiedly that others disliked him making swords.

　　 "If you don't have to pay for the blacksmith shop, just use my ten cold iron to repair it." Zhong Ion said euphemistically, not wanting to offend Zhang Ye.

　　 "Are you sure?" At some point, Zhang Ye had a piece of cold metal in his hand.

　　 "I..." I was sure that the two words were swallowed by Zhong Ion, staring at the cold metal dumbstruck, he recognized it at a glance, it turned out to be the top ice soul iron!

　　 "I'm not sure..." Zhong Ion is bitter. Who said that Boss Zhang is an iron cock, and he used such a large pile of ice soul iron to repair the flying sword. This piece of ten cold iron of his own is really rubbish...

　　 And, after this calculation, the maintenance cost of ten high-grade spirit stones is definitely worth the money!

　　 "Not sure? Then be quiet." Zhang Ye reprimanded, Zhong Ion covered his mouth and nodded quickly.