The Magical Blacksmith Chapter 42: The chosen way
When the elder left, he suddenly said: "Externally, you claim to give me the fairy stone."
This moved Zhang Ye a bit. After all, the immortal stone is too rare and fascinating. The great elder can make Xiao Xiao give up.
"Thank you, the elder." Zhang Ye respectfully salutes him. He is never stingy with those who are good to him. After thinking about it, he said, "If the Lingtai Sect needs it in the future, the juniors are willing to make an unconditional shot."
The Great Elder smiled and was a little pleased with Zhang Ye's reciprocity, but Zhang Ye is still too weak now, there is nothing to help him.
"I'm interested." After the elder said, he disappeared.
After the Great Elder left, the system screamed: "The task is complete, and you will get the tool forging gift package (artifact)."
I don’t know if it’s because Zhang Ye’s forging level is higher and the system is much more generous. Unlike the previous restoration, refining, and forging, the forging technology is slowly taught. Instead, a tool forging gift package came directly, which is similar to Feijian Forging. The gift pack is almost the same, you can forge knives of all magic weapon levels.
After Zhang Ye digested his forging skills, he suddenly remembered something and said: "System, discuss something with you."
"Host, please speak."
"Just treat me as a loss, the best spirit stone doesn't need to be divided into me, leave all the white tiger iron to me." Zhang Ye flicked the system.
"Ding Dong, the host requested to leave all the white tiger irons in violation of the rules, and voluntarily abandon the benefits of the best spirit stone in compliance with the rules and has been implemented."
"Fuck!" Zhang Ye was shocked, and quickly turned out the Universe Bag. Sure enough, the best spirit stone was gone. As for the white tiger iron, there was originally a small piece of thumb, but it was cut away by the system. Ninety percent, only the fingernails were lost.
I also don’t know if the system deliberately split the execution of Zhang Ye’s words and took them out of context. This is a big loss.
Zhang Ye's face is bitter: "You give me back one of the best spiritual stones."
"The implementation of the system is irreversible." The system said coldly.
Zhang Ye jumped with anger and held back for a long time: "Who teaches your Chinese language, call him over and see if I don't kill him!"
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On the other side, Yin Wenbin took the medicine pill, his complexion improved a lot, he hurriedly turned his Qiankun bag, his face turned gray.
The female monk downturned and said: "Brother, don’t look for them, they are all taken away..." At this point, the female monk whimpered, "If the sect knows that we have lost the white tiger iron and the best spirit stone, it must be Will be beaten to death..."
Yin Wenbin also knew the consequences of this matter, thought about it for a while, and said: "Remember, this matter must not be reported to the sect."
If the previous gambling game has not been recorded, you can still slander the Lingtai Sect for robbing the two. The Heavenly Soldier Pavilion will not blame them, but will go to the Lingtai Sect for trouble. Unfortunately, there are all human and physical evidences, they only Can bear it.
"But, without the best spirit stone, how do we complete the sect mission? Sooner or later it will be revealed." The female monk was like a funeral.
"Blame the **** Zhang Ye and the Lingtai Sect who suffered a thousand swords!" Yin Wenbin scolded a few bitter words, and didn't think it was his own cause. After a while, he thought of something and continued, "Zong Let us build the Heavenly Soldier Pavilion and divide the rudder. As the saying goes, the big has the big way, the small has the small way. Let's start with a blacksmith shop and develop slowly..."
"Blacksmith's shop? How can you do that humble thing!" The female monk expressed dissatisfaction.
"Junior sister, today is different from the past, as the saying goes, suffering from hardship, so that she is a master..." Yin Wenbin tried to persuade her for a long time before the female monk reluctantly accepted this arrangement.
Immediately, the female monk thought of something and worried: "Zhang Ye's blacksmith shop has won the hearts of the people, can we do it?"
"I noticed before that Zhang Ye only took the job of forging flying swords, maybe he wouldn't do other forging..." Yin Wenbin said triumphantly, "We were born in the Heavenly Soldier Pavilion, why don't we?"
The female monk's eyes lit up: "Yes, right, Zhang Ye Feijian has two brushes for forging. Then we will manage what Zhang Ye can’t do. For example, forging knives, small profits but quick turnover, there will be money to build a share in a few months. Rudder!"
"Small profits but quick turnover? No, I have to charge ten high-grade spirit stones!" Yin Wenbin gritted his teeth and said, "Moreover, I have to open the shop to the door of Zhang Ye. Today's shame will be repaid ten times! "
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Han Ling'er's use of the top grade flying sword to participate in the inner gate competition has not subsided. The Tianbing Pavilion disciple Zheji Lingtai Town has made waves again. Two things are related to Zhang Ye, which makes the blacksmith shop more and more famous. More and more customers.
This morning, Han Ling'er had no suspense. She defeated the opponent in one fell swoop and stepped into the top ten of the inner gate. After completing the competition, she did not enjoy the glory of victory, but wanted to go back to the blacksmith shop to help, so she hurried away.
"Junior sister, congratulations on making the top ten." With a smile on his face, Du Gu Ce stopped Han Ling'er.
"Senior brother, too, Tongxi!" Duguce also made the top ten, Han Linger said politely.
"The ranking battle for the top ten is extremely fierce. Why don't you find a place where Brother Ben can give you tips on your swordsmanship?" Duguce suggested.
"You don't have to trouble brother." Han Ling'er tactfully refused, and then said, "No more, I have to go to the smithy to work..."
Han Ling'er flew with his sword, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
Dugu Ce knew about Han Ling'er working under Zhang Ye. He always thought that this was just a task assigned by the senior elder to the younger sister, but these days, the younger sister’s behavior has become more and more abnormal.
Dugu Ce frowned while looking at the direction Han Linger was leaving.
Another day has passed. Today is the top ten ranking battle in the inner gate. The top ten will be determined. The martial arts arena is full of people, and the monks chanted some names to express their support. Among them, Han Linger's voice was the highest, and Duguce was the second.
Under the auspices of the elders, the first ten disciples began to draw lots. As long as they caught the same number, they would be opponents.
Han Ling'er was the first to catch, and caught the number three. When the other monks saw this, they prayed not to run into Han Ling'er. After all, she was fighting with a high-grade magic weapon, which was too bullying.
The monks stepped forward one by one, and as long as they didn't draw the number three, they were all excited as if they had won the jackpot.
When it was Duguce's turn, a monk joked: "Brother Dugu, Han Linger will leave it to you, who made you brothers and sisters?"
Duguce looked at the pretty Han Ling'er beside him, he said that he could entrust him for life, even if he played against him, after all, Han Ling'er had a high-grade magic weapon, who would win.
Duguce smiled, reached out his hand to grab a number, but his smile suddenly froze, fucking, number three!
Dugu Ce wanted to put it back when people were not paying attention, but the elder beside him shouted: "No replacement!"
Duguce gave up, the other monks laughed loudly: "Duguce, what shall I say, your brothers and sisters will meet sooner or later."
"Brothers and sisters? Maybe after this match, Duguce will become a junior..."
Hearing everyone's ridicule, Dugu Che flushed with anger, but he couldn't say anything, and left with anger.
"Brother!" Han Ling'er was not so good either, and he was going to confront Dugu Ce in the first round, and hurriedly chased after him.
Han Wushuang looked at the two people in front of him. One was his proud disciple and the other was his daughter. Both of them did not live up to expectations and successfully entered the top ten.
But when the two are facing each other, one of them will lose and cannot go further.
Han Wushuang thought for a while and looked at Han Ling'er.
"Father, what do you have to say, but please tell me." Han Ling'er felt tight and said obediently.
Han Wushuang nodded and sighed: "Ling'er, your brother has put too much effort into this inner competition..."
"Father, you don't need to say it." Han Linger interrupted Han Wushuang. She also put a lot of effort into her, but she never dared to disobey her father, but said with a sad expression, "I know what to do."
Dugu Ce breathed a sigh of relief on the side, but pretended to not understand anything, and just took out the Feihong Sword: "Junior Sister, you have lent me Feihong Sword for so many days, it's time to pay you back."
Han Linger's use of high-grade magical weapons is too scary, Dugu Ce pretended to return the sword back, in order to let Han Linger use the Feihong sword.
Han Ling'er looked at Feihong Sword, then looked at Dugu Ce: "Brother, you keep it for use." After all, Han Ling'er walked to the ring without looking back, she didn't dare to look back, because at this moment she was tearful Like a spring.
Not long after, Han Ling'er and Duguce stood on the arena, and the monks called Han Ling'er's name, but Han Ling'er looked listless and didn't have any fighting spirit.
Soon, the game began. Although Han Wushuang had already spoken, the two had to do something about it. After all, this was a Zongmen competition.
Han Ling'er and Dugu Ce both used unparalleled swordsmanship, and the swords and swords on the court were very popular, but the audience gradually discovered the clues.
"The same is the late stage of foundation building, and they also use Wushuang swordsmanship, but Senior Sister Ling'er is holding a high-grade magic weapon. Why hasn't Duguce fallen yet?"
"Although Dugu Ce is great~IndoMTL.com~, it will not be so great. There is shady in this game!"
The monks are not stupid. They saw that Han Ling'er hadn't tried their best and vented their dissatisfaction, but Han Ling'er turned a deaf ear to Dugu's strategy.
"Little Li, why are the disciples making a noise?" The elder was free today and made a special trip to visit the top ten duel.
"Return to the elder, the disciples feel that Han Linger and Duguce did not do their best in the battle..." The deacon elder answered, and then asked, "Is it necessary to intervene in the investigation?"
Elder has a keen eye. Seeing the sword in Han Linger's hand, he has already made a judgment, but he shook his head: "Everyone has their own way. Since she has chosen, she must bear it alone."
Since the great elder let him go, the deacon elder has nothing to say, just looking at Han Ling'er regretfully.
Han Ling'er at this moment is becoming more and more declining, while Duguce is getting more and more fierce.
Under a single blow, Han Linger retreated to the edge of the ring to stabilize her figure, and Dugu Ce held the sword field with a vigorous appearance.
"Junior Sister, I am offended!" After Dugu Ce finished speaking, he performed a trick, and a huge sword energy gushed out and rolled towards Han Ling'er.
Han Ling'er is not evasive, she never wants to act anymore, closing her eyes, just want to end the battle quickly.
At this moment, the flying sword in Han Linger's hand exuded bursts of heat, and she opened her eyes in surprise.
Somehow, seeing this sword, Han Linger suddenly thought of Zhang Ye, and thought of what Zhang Ye once said-"I hope your kindness, don't be wronged at the expense of yourself!"
"Zhang Ye!" Han Ling'er muttered to herself, but her eyes gradually burnt fighting spirit. Suddenly, she raised her head, the flying sword in her hand was red like a glow, and the sword slammed into Duguce!