The Magical Blacksmith

You must know that a medium-grade magic weapon is definitely a rare item with a price but no market in Lingtai Town. Although it is only one level higher than a low-grade magic weapon, it can be said that the entire foundation-building monks of the Lingtai Sect have a middle-grade magic weapon. It can be counted with ten fingers, which shows its rarity.

So why are middle-grade artifacts so rare? It is said that it is because there is a very high probability of failure in refining middle-grade magical artifacts, even the famous treasure casting masters dare not say that they are 100% successful.

As for the refining technique, many treasure casting masters know it, but at most it can only increase the power of the magic weapon by 30%, but the refining skill obtained by Zhang Ye, according to the system description, can be upgraded directly!

In other words, Zhang Ye only needs to hit a low-grade magic weapon-level flying sword with a few hammers, and it can become a middle-grade magic weapon-level flying sword, so Zhang Ye said that this is the rhythm to be developed.

"Ding dong, the experience value is full, the host's forging level has reached 2, and the current attributes are as follows:

Name: Zhang Ye

Cultivation level: middle stage of Qi refining

Forging Level: 2

Forging skills: repair flying sword (low-grade magic weapon), refine flying sword (low-grade magic weapon)

Experience Points: 0/500

"

Zhang Ye remembered that every time he repaired a flying sword, he would get ten experience points. After repairing ten flying swords, he would naturally be upgraded. Moreover, Zhang Ye discovered that the experience points required to upgrade have now become 500. It seems that the higher the level in the future, the more difficult it will be to upgrade.

"Ding Dong, after accepting the task of the current level, please ask the host to make the blacksmith's reputation reach 1,000 within ten days, that is, let 1,000 people recognize and support the blacksmith's shop. Task progress: 12/1000."

"After the task is completed, the forging skill will be rewarded - Flying Sword Crafting (random level)."

The progress of the task has reached 12, Zhang Ye understood that it must be to restore the popularity accumulated by Feijian, but he was a little confused about the reward, and asked: "System, what does the level mean?"

"Answer the host. After completing the task, you will get a random level of flying sword crafting skills. It may be the crafting of a low-grade magic weapon, or it may be a top-grade magic weapon..."

Hearing this, Zhang Ye felt a turmoil in his heart. You know, whether it is a magic weapon or a higher-level spiritual weapon, as long as it is a magic weapon, it is divided into upper, middle and lower grades, but there is such a legend in the cultivation world that above the top grade, there is also the ultimate grade, which is the ultimate level of a realm .

If there is a top-grade magical weapon, it must be comparable to or even surpass a low-grade spiritual weapon. However, in the cultivation world, no one has personally seen a top-grade magic weapon.

As for Zhang Ye, it is very likely that he will obtain the crafting skills of a top-grade magic weapon. Does this make him happy?

In order to complete the task as soon as possible to get rewards, Zhang Ye pondered for a while, and planned to start the business of Feijian refining immediately. Regardless of the people in the blacksmith shop who were still amazed, they came to the notice board at the door and added a few words.

"Refining the flying sword (low-grade magic weapon)..." Zhang Ye wrote here, thinking about the pricing issue, but a systematic voice sounded in his mind: "Refining the flying sword, priced at ten middle-grade spirit stones, and only Allow me to accept a simple job."

Zhang Ye's writing hand trembled. He thought that five hundred low-grade spirit stones would be enough, but he didn't expect the system to be even darker than him. Ten medium-grade spirit stones, based on the exchange rate of one to one hundred, that is One thousand low-grade spirit stones, and because middle-grade spirit stones are relatively rare, the value of ten middle-grade spirit stones is far more than one thousand low-grade spirit stones!

"System, you are so black!" Zhang Ye complained, but immediately wrote the price, "However, I like your black."

As for the system's restriction of only accepting one order of refined work per day, Zhang Ye took it for granted, after all, rare things are more expensive.

Just as Zhang Ye finished dealing with the notice board, Brother Mozi hurried over with a group of outside disciples in a rage: "So who, it's been three days, pay the rent!"

Zhang Ye slapped his forehead and almost forgot. Although the system deducted 90% of his income, there was more than enough money to pay the rent. Zhang Ye took out the rent of 30 low-grade spirit stones from the Qiankun bag, plus The benefit fee of ten low-grade spirit stones negotiated before.

Brother Mozi took the Lingshi in surprise, and he didn't expect Zhang Ye to be a mortal, no, why did he suddenly reach the middle stage of Qi refining? But Brother Mozi didn't take it seriously, it was only in the middle stage of refining, it was a ball, the most surprising thing was that Zhang Yezhen got so many spirit stones in three days.

Brother Mozi's eyes flickered, he stared at Zhang Ye's bulging Qiankun bag for a long time, and suddenly said, "I'll accept the benefit fee, then pay the rent of thirty low-grade spirit stones!"

"Benefits plus rent, a total of forty low-grade spirit stones, won't they all be given to you?" Zhang Ye was a little confused.

"What do you mean?" Brother Mo Zi pressed his hand on the hilt of his sword, "Three days ago, you kept saying that you would give me forty yuan of low-grade spirit stones as a favor, why can't you deceive me?" It looks like a sword is on the verge of breaking out.

Zhang Ye understood that Brother Mozi was bullying Zhang Ye who had just arrived, and was going to cheat him out of money again.

Although Zhang Ye had a hundred low-grade spirit stones in his hand, which was enough to dismiss the group of outer disciples, but Zhang Ye was a little annoyed, how could a man be so greedy?

Zhang Ye wanted to get angry, but he thought that he was still no match for this group of outer disciples, so he thought about it for a moment, and suddenly asked: "That is to say, if I don't hand over thirty more spirit stones, you will close my shop? "

"Yes, seal your shop!" The outer disciple cursed and threatened Zhang Ye with the seal.

Zhang Ye spread his hands: "Okay, you can close the shop if you want, but there are a few customers in the shop who don't want to leave now."

Brother Mozi thought that Zhang Ye would not shed tears when he saw the coffin, so he waved his hand: "Go, blast out the people inside!"

"Yes!" Several younger brothers were like wolves and tigers, ready to rush into the shop to chase away people, but when they arrived at the door, they froze on the spot as if possessed by a demon.

"Mal Gobi, what are you doing standing there stupidly?" Brother Mo Zi couldn't help being angry, he rushed into the shop cursing, and shouted, "Listen to the people inside, get out of here..."

He didn't say the word "go out", but was swallowed abruptly by Brother Mozi. Like other outer disciples, he stood in front of the blacksmith's shop, sweating profusely.

Brother Mozi just felt that he had never been so awesome in his life, and he yelled at the room full of inner sect brothers and sisters to tell me to get out! Will this become an eternity?

The inner disciples were jubilantly appraising Zhang Ye's craftsmanship, but they never wanted to be called out by an outer disciple with a big beard on his face, and an inner monk burst out with spring thunder and scolded: "Bold!"

Brother Mo Zi didn't stand still, he just knelt down, apologized incoherently, kowtowed his head like pounding garlic, just because the outer door insulted the inner door, he had already committed a capital crime.

At this moment, brother Mozi, his guts are green with regret, if he knew a room full of inner sect disciples, he wouldn't dare to do anything wrong if he was killed.

"Yo, didn't you say you're going to close my shop? Why, no more?" Zhang Ye, who had offended Brother Mo Zi, stepped into the shop refreshed and looked at him with a half-smile.

Brother Mo Zi glanced at Zhang Ye in fear, you bastard, if you knew so many inner sect disciples, you would have told me earlier!

When the inner disciples heard Zhang Ye's words, they hated Brother Mozi a little more, and scolded, "I ask you, why do you want to close Boss Zhang's shop?"

After all, repairing the flying swords in the blacksmith shop has greatly increased their strength. In order to thank Zhang Ye, it is natural to help maintain the blacksmith shop.

"Brothers and sisters, it's actually not a big deal, it's just that this blacksmith shop has been in arrears with three months' rent..." Brother Mozi was sweating profusely, explaining in an evasive manner.

"Hey, don't talk nonsense about that. I paid the rent for three months, and I also gave an extra fee of ten spirit stones." Zhang Ye interrupted without fear of getting into trouble.

Brother Mo Zi's complexion is sallow, he received benefits and was caught by the inner sect, even if he survived by luck, his future will be ruined! He rolled his eyes and had an idea, but the villain complained first: "Nonsense, you didn't even pay me rent, let alone benefits, this is Chi Guoguo's slander!"

Brother Mozi's servants also knew that it was a time of life and death, and they all nodded in agreement: "Yes, we haven't received any rent at all, it's purely a slander from the blacksmith shop, and please ask the brothers and sisters of the inner sect to make decisions for us!"

Zhang Ye didn't try to defend himself, and looked at Brother Mozi jokingly, "Tsk tsk, disciples of the Lingtai Sect, I have seen the ability to turn black and white."

"Hmph, blacksmith, you dare to slander me, I tell you, you are dead!" Brother Mo Zi felt that things had a chance, and said viciously to Zhang Ye.

Zhang Ye shook his head and sighed: "Slander? If I remember correctly, the rent I gave you just now was from a few experts in the inner sect."

Brother Mo Zi's fierce expression suddenly froze, but he had no time to escape, the inner disciple stretched out his hand, and his universe bag fell into the hands of everyone.

Cultivators, with superhuman perceptual powers, can naturally recognize the things they once owned in a short time. The forty spirit stones are indeed the rewards given to Zhang Ye by the inner disciples.

As for why these spirit stones appeared on Brother Mozi, there is no need to go into details, the truth will naturally come to light.

Brother Mozi and his group trembled like sifting chaff, insulting first, then cheating, they didn’t dare to quibble anymore, they just kowtowed and begged for mercy, Zhang Ye’s heart ached when he saw it, um, the floor tiles were about to be cracked...

"What a disgrace!" Some inner disciples were furious, and prepared to kill these outer disciples who corrupted the style of the school, but in the end someone persuaded: "The state owns the state law, the sect has its rules, and hand it over to the Law Enforcement Hall! "

Just like that, a group of people escorted a few outer disciples, said goodbye and left, and Zhang Ye got up to see them off.

"Boss Zhang, don't give it away." The inner disciples saluted again. In the cultivation world, capable people deserve their respect.

"Okay, then I'll send it to the door... Hey, why is my notice board dirty?" Zhang Ye pretended to be surprised, and wiped the already polished notice board with his sleeve.

The inner disciples didn't understand what it meant, but they suddenly caught a glimpse of the changes on the notice board, refining the flying sword, ten middle-grade spirit stones, what the fuck, a group of people uttered foul language in unison.

Zhang Ye did this because he wanted someone to spend money to try refining, because the system stipulated that he could not solicit customers, so he was so abnormal, he was seeing off customers and cleaning the notice board.

"Boss Zhang, your handwriting is good..." The group of people could not know Zhang Ye's plan, smiled awkwardly, and ran away as if to escape.

Although everyone has seen Zhang Ye's forging skills and wanted to try the flying sword refining, but the price is too expensive, ten middle-grade spirit stones, and the inner disciples don't have any leftovers.

Looking at the many monks leaving in the dust, Zhang Ye sighed helplessly. He wanted to immediately start the business of refining flying swords. After all, only in this way can the topic be ignited and his reputation value increased rapidly. It's a pity that the fee is too expensive, which is indeed a flaw, which discourages most people.

Where is your first client? Zhang Ye pondered for a moment, then suddenly slapped his forehead, took out a jade slip, and crushed it.