The Magical Blacksmith

Zhong Li would exchange words with Elder Wu from time to time. After a while, Zhong Li changed the topic: "Speaking of which, Old Dog Wu, you are really bad at it. You are already in the middle stage of Golden Elixir, and you are still using the flying sword, a medium-grade magic weapon. .”

"Your high-grade magic weapon is not much better." Elder Wu looked at Zhong Liion's broken flying sword and retorted.

"You!" Zhong Li was furious. Even though Elder Wu was a man of few words, every word he said could increase his popularity.

When the young monks saw that Zhong Li was defeated, they immediately came up with bad ideas and whispered: "Master Zhong Li, the blacksmith shop charges such a high price, and he is willing to be slaughtered. Isn't this stupid..."

Zhong Li could no longer complain, so he accepted this opinion and immediately yelled: "Old Gou Wu, you have so much money, don't you? In such a small shop, you actually took out the coffin book, really you What a stupid girl!"

Boss Wu Chang kept his face and said nothing. Zhong Li felt that he had finally won the battle and felt proud. At this moment, Zhang Ye took out a clear flying sword from the backstage: "Elder Wu, your sword is refined. .”

Elder Wu glanced at Zhong Li jokingly. He had not responded before, mainly because he felt that Zhang Ye was almost finished and was ready to speak with facts.

In the past, when Zhang Ye refined a low-grade magic weapon, he could break through to a mid-grade one. Now that Zhang Ye is doing full-grade business, Elder Wu speculated that the refining of a mid-grade magic weapon could also become a high-grade one.

Elder Wu took the flying sword respectfully. Although he had already guessed it, he was still shocked by the scene in front of him. The middle-grade magic weapon that had been with him for many years had become a top-grade weapon after being refined!

Seeing Elder Wu looking at his flying sword in a daze, Zhong Li mocked: "You can't even grow a flower after looking at a middle-grade magic weapon for how many years!"

Elder Wu held the long sword in his hand and snorted coldly: "Who said it was a middle-grade magic weapon?" An overwhelming power surged out of the flying sword, and Zhong Liion was so shocked that he sat down on the ground.

"Damn it, a high-grade magic weapon!" Zhong Liion sensed it immediately and sat on the ground like a fool. He couldn't understand why the flying sword, which was a middle-grade magic weapon just a moment ago, could become a top-grade weapon.

"Old dog Wu, you are trying to deceive me with a blind trick. You were born a hundred years too early!" Zhong Li did not believe in evil and attacked Elder Wu with his broken sword, wanting to see if it was really a high-grade magic weapon.

"Hmph!" Elder Wu didn't even look at Zhong Li, and slashed with his sword. The huge sword energy directly blew Zhong Li away. The purple clothes were completely destroyed, leaving only a pair of trembling pants.

Zhong Li was not angry, but a little happy. He took out new clothes from the Qiankun bag and put on them, smiling: "Old Wu, by the way, how did your middle-grade magic weapon be promoted to a high-grade magic weapon?"

Elder Wu rolled his eyes at Zhong Li and said nothing with a straight face.

Zhong Li hurriedly showed his courtesy and squeezed Elder Wu's shoulders: "Old Wu, we have been friends for hundreds of years!"

"Old Gou Wu can't reach such a high level." Elder Wu scolded him coldly.

"Hey, you are Wu Laogou, and I am Zhongli Laogou, what a close relationship!" After Zhongli finished speaking, he barked.

Elder Wu didn't want to pay attention to this shameless man, but bowed respectfully to Zhang Ye: "Thank you, Boss Zhang, for refining the sword."

"Elder Wu is so polite." Elder Wu looked after him several times, and Zhang Ye naturally treated him with courtesy.

Zhong Li, who was on the side, suddenly thought of something and asked doubtfully: "Old Wu, is your middle-grade magic weapon upgraded to a higher grade because Zhang Ye refined it?"

"Otherwise?" After Elder Wu finished speaking, he flicked his sleeves and disappeared.

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

At this time, the young monks came forward and said: "Senior Zhongli, Elder Wu is gone, quickly destroy this shameless scum!"

"Senior Zhongli, upholding justice, is truly a role model for our generation!"

Zhong Li was thoughtful and pulled out his broken sword. The young monks were excited, thinking that Zhong Li was about to destroy the iron rooster.

"Boss Zhang, I saw that the notice board outside said that you will undertake all the forging business of Feijian. I wonder if this Feijian can be repaired?" Zhong Li said with a respectful and flattering look. After all, Zhang Ye's craftsmanship has already been He was impressed.

The young monks were dumbfounded. Damn it, didn’t they promise to do justice for heaven? When Elder Wu was there, Zhong Li shouted to kill him, but when Elder Wu left, Zhong Li was confused and possessed. Can't?

If Zhang Ye was just an ordinary little qi-refining blacksmith, Zhong Li would have believed the monks' slanderous words. But after seeing Zhang Ye's abilities with his own eyes, if he still believed that Zhang Ye was a shameless scum, all those hundred years of practice would have been lost. It was practiced on the dog.

People who are truly capable are worthy of respect, especially people like Zhang Ye who can tinker with high-grade magical artifacts.

Zhang Ye glanced at the broken sword and replied calmly: "It can be repaired."

Zhong Liion looked overjoyed. This sword was his only high-grade magical weapon. After it was damaged, its combat effectiveness plummeted. He was distressed. He never thought that Zhang Ye said it could be repaired. How could this not make people happy?

Zhong Liion took out ten high-grade spiritual stones. Although it hurt a little, it was all worth it to repair the flying sword: "Boss Zhang, that's troublesome."

At this moment, the young monks became dissatisfied: "Why, the fees are so bad, and there are still people jumping in?"

"Forget it, Elder Wu. Senior Zhong Li came here to teach Zhang Ye a lesson. How could he be possessed by the evil spirit?"

"There's a ghost in this blacksmith shop!"

The young monks did not dare to speak too loudly, but they could still hear their whispers.

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

Han Ling'er was a little puzzled, and Zhong Li also looked at Zhang Ye in confusion. Didn't he say that he could repair it? What was he doing?

"I can repair it, but I don't want to work when I'm in a bad mood." Zhang Ye said coldly.

Zhong Li was stunned for a moment, and then he suddenly understood. He immediately turned his fierce gaze to the group of chattering young monks and scolded: "Shut up, everyone!"

The young monks were shocked and kept silent, but one monk was unconvinced: "Senior Zhongli, don't you want to support justice and eradicate evil? It's in vain that we trust you so much. We never thought that you and Elder Wu are the same!"

These words expressed the thoughts of the young monks, and they mustered up the courage to agree.

Zhong Li was so angry that he was trembling all over. He really wanted to hit someone, but he was afraid that Elder Wu would come to make trouble, so he scolded: "Because Boss Zhang doesn't do your business anymore, he just goes around slandering you. Is it possible that Boss Zhang did this?" Is it natural to despise one’s own craftsmanship? Let me tell you, the path of spiritual practice is never taken for granted! If you don’t want to make progress and only want to gain benefits from others, you are a shameless scum, and you are the real scum!”

"As for Boss Zhang's high charges, do you know how much a high-grade magical instrument is worth? How much are the materials needed for a high-grade magical instrument worth? How many years of craftsmanship does it take to forge a high-grade magical instrument? It's really a summer bug, well, The frog cannot talk about the sea!"

…

As a senior, Zhong Li reprimanded these young monks bitterly, hoping that they would repent, otherwise there would be no hope for them to be so ambitious.

Many monks gradually realized their mistakes and should not take Zhang Ye's efforts for granted. They lowered their heads and blushed.

"Apologise to Boss Zhang." Zhong Liion talked for a while and then scolded.

The monks were stunned. Some realized their mistake, while others succumbed to Zhong Li's lust. They all bowed and said, "Boss Zhang, we know we were wrong."

Zhang Ye felt that this Zhongli was actually quite sensible despite his fussy behavior, so he gave it a try and said, "It's okay. Only with criticism can we make progress."

"See, you should learn more from Boss Zhang's mind!" Zhong Liion continued: "As for your attempts to confuse me, forget about it. Go back and practice hard. Asking for others is better than asking for yourself, and live out the integrity of the Lingtai Sect!"

"After being taught, this junior will definitely practice hard and change his past mistakes!" The monks seemed to have completely changed their mentality and replied seriously.

"Well, that makes sense!" Zhong Liion nodded with satisfaction, and then looked groveling, "Haha, Boss Zhang, do you think this is okay?"

The monks were originally inspired by Zhong Li's words and decided to live a life of integrity. But when they saw Zhong Li's flattering posture, they thought to themselves, "Is it better to ask for others than to ask for yourself?" Is this called living with integrity? I'm sorry, what you said before was all to please Zhang Ye?

Zhong Li saw the strange looks in the eyes of many monks and scolded: "Why are you still standing there in a daze? Go back to practice!"

The monks looked strange, bowed, and left in a hurry.

Zhang Ye felt much better and winked at Han Ling'er. Han Ling'er understood and took the heavy high-grade spiritual stone and broken sword: "Senior Zhongli, if you don't sit down for a while, the flying sword will definitely be repaired."

"Haha, it's okay, I can just stand." Zhong Li looked around and found that there was no place to sit. Then, Zhong Li thought of something and took out a piece of metal from the Qiankun bag: "By the way, Boss Zhang, Feijian Broken I can’t find the piece I lost. Although this Ten Cold Iron is not as good as the original Ice Soul Iron, it should be useful, right?”

Although this Ten Cold Iron is also a rare material, to use Zhang Ye's mantra to evaluate it - what kind of garbage is this?

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

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

The blacksmith lays out the materials? Zhong Liion felt that ten high-grade spiritual stones were not that expensive, but he suddenly thought, Damn it, you are not going to use particularly rubbish materials to renew my flying sword, are you?

"Boss Zhang, you can't do it!" Zhong Liion was shocked. If inferior materials were used to repair it, the grade would be lost.

"Why not?" Zhang Ye hated others disturbing his sword refining and asked dissatisfiedly.

"You don't need to spend any money on the blacksmith shop, just use my Shihan Iron to repair it." Zhong Liong 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..." The final word was swallowed by Zhong Liion. He stared at the cold metal in stunned silence. He recognized it at a glance. It turned out to be top-notch ice soul iron!

"I'm not sure..." Zhong Liion was bitter. Who said that Boss Zhang was from Iron Rooster, but he used such a huge pile of ice soul iron to repair the flying sword. This piece of ten cold iron of his was really rubbish...

Moreover, after calculating this, the maintenance cost of ten high-grade spiritual stones is definitely worth the money!

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