The Magical Blacksmith

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Zhang Ye told Wu Jian that if he finds a suitable soul in the future, take it to help him possess the spirit. Wu Jian thanked him again and again, and said solemnly: "Master Zhang, from now on, you will be my friend of the Three Corpse Sect. Anyone who dares to bully You, I, Wu Jian, will be the first to not let him go!"

Zhang Ye was polite, and when Wu Jian said that he belonged to the Three Corpse Sect, he asked curiously, "By the way, what do you Three Corpse Sects want the soul coffin for?"

Wu Jian scratched his head: "The soul coffin is for sleeping." As he spoke, Wu Jian put the top-quality soul coffin on the ground and squatted in it himself.

Why do you say squatting? Because the soul coffin Zhang Ye built was less than a foot long, and it was difficult for Wu Jian to squat in it.

"Isn't it uncomfortable?" Seeing this state, Zhang Ye couldn't bear to ask.

"It's not uncomfortable at all, but it's comfortable. Master Zhang, why don't you come in and try?" Wu Jian looked enjoying, and moved to the side, but couldn't move the gap.

Although the soul coffin is a magic weapon, it is essentially just a coffin. Zhang Ye definitely doesn't want to lie in it.

Zhang Ye thought of something, condensed his fingers, and the brilliance flowed. Suddenly, the ultra-high-quality soul coffin with a length of one foot suddenly increased, enough for Wu Jian to lie down comfortably.

Zhang Ye said: "As I did just now, the size of the soul coffin can be adjusted."

Wu Jian rolled in excitement in the soul coffin, manipulating the soul coffin, from big to small, like a child, having a great time playing.

Zhang Ye didn't want to talk to him anymore, and went over to thank President Sima, who said, "Zhang Ye, next month, the Fifth Realm Young Blacksmith Exchange Conference will be held in Tiandao City. If you can get certain results, There will be rich rewards, do you want to participate?"

This five-domain youth blacksmith exchange conference is an event jointly organized by the five domains of the spiritual world, which is both an exchange and a competition. It happens every five years, and this year is just the turn of the Heavenly Dao City in the Eastern Territory to hold it.

President Sima came here this time mainly to invite Zhang Ye to participate in this youth exchange meeting. The Magic Treasure Association has a recommended spot, and no one is more suitable than Zhang Ye.

When Zhang Ye heard that he could not only exchange experience with the blacksmiths of the five domains, but also get rich rewards, he was ready to agree, but he stopped suddenly: "I'm sorry, President, I don't have time."

Zhang Ye refuses to participate in an activity that other people want to break their heads?

Chairman Sima tried his best to persuade Zhang Ye, but Zhang Ye found various reasons to refuse. At this moment, the forging system ding dong, triggering a side task: "Please host to participate in the five-region youth blacksmith exchange meeting, and get Leader, the reward is to raise your cultivation level by one level."

Zhang Ye had just completed the side quest, and he had reached the middle stage of Golden Core. He deliberately rejected Chairman Sima, just to see if he could trigger the side quest again.

Unexpectedly, the system was really fooled, and a side mission broke out. Once completed, the cultivation base will be improved again, and the Nascent Soul realm is not so far away.

"Hey, since you don't want to participate, then I'll find someone else." Seeing that Zhang Ye was determined to refuse, President Sima sighed and was about to leave.

Zhang Ye said, "I'll go."

"Zhang Xiaoyou, why are you swearing?" President Sima looked confused, this is too disrespectful.

"No, I mean that I participated in the youth blacksmith exchange meeting." Zhang Ye said.

President Sima looked happy, but he was puzzled again: "But you just said you don't have time."

"President Sima, didn't you say that this is about the face of the Eastern Territory, even if I don't have time, I have to sacrifice my ego, complete my big self, and fight for the honor of the Eastern Territory!" Zhang Ye said so loudly A righteous speech.

Chairman Sima had a sore nose. There are not many young people with such responsibilities, ambitions and ideals. There is still hope for the future of the Eastern Territory!

After the appointed time, President Sima said his goodbyes and left. At this moment, a miserable howl came: "Master Zhang, help!"

When Zhang Ye turned around, he was speechless. Wu Jian, this guy, somehow got mad, the soul coffin shrunk into a ball, and a majestic master of transforming spirits was squeezed until he foamed at the mouth and couldn't move.

...

In the Tianbing Pavilion, the four principals knelt in the main hall, and the owner of the Tianbing Pavilion came late.

"Tell me, what kind of reward do you want." The pavilion master was full of joy, thinking that the four principals had crushed Zhang Ye and restored the loss of Tianbing Pavilion's reputation.

The four principals looked at each other, kowtowed and said: "The subordinates dare not ask for rewards." Of course they didn't dare to ask for rewards. They lost a complete defeat, and the news will probably come later.

"Although it's not a great achievement, you can still ask for some rewards." The master of Tianbing Pavilion thought that the principals were too polite.

The four principals didn't dare to say that they had lost, but they just bit the bullet and declined politely: "Doing things for the sect, you should, you should."

At this moment, a Tianbing Pavilion disciple entered the hall with a jade slip: "Report to the Pavilion Master, the information just collected."

As the master of a sect, he doesn't need to go out at all. The information collection once every hour is enough for the master of Tianbing Pavilion to grasp the world's major events.

The four principals were silent in the hall, while the pavilion master took the jade slips and read the latest news with a smile.

But immediately after, the pavilion master's facial muscles twitched, his eyes widened with anger, he grabbed the chair and threw it over: "Damn it, I'm telling you why you don't dare to ask for a reward, it turns out you lost!"

"The four teamed up and even lost to Zhang Ye. You have completely embarrassed me!"

Although the four principals repeatedly begged for mercy, the pavilion master took out an iron rod and beat the four principals speechlessly.

If the chief elder hadn't come forward to dissuade them, I'm afraid the four principals would have been beaten to death.

"Pavilion master, it's not that the four principals don't work hard, it's that Zhang Ye is too cunning!" said the chief elder, "It won't help to kill them. The most important thing is how to crush Zhang Ye and revive the reputation of our Tianbing Pavilion!"

The pavilion master fought for a while, and his anger was almost gone. Hearing the chief elder's words, he immediately thought about it.

At this moment, the four principals came forward and said: "Pavilion Master, please give this subordinate a chance to make amends!"

Hearing this, the Pavilion Master swung an iron rod and beat him violently: "Atonement, what are you capable of?"

The chief elder took a lot of effort to appease the pavilion master.

"I just received the news that the Magic Treasure Association recommended Zhang Ye to participate in the Youth Blacksmith Exchange Conference. If so, let Xiu'er defeat Zhang Ye at the conference!"

The pavilion master pondered for a while before making such a decision.

"Pavilion Master, in front of the heroes of the five domains, if we fight in the nest, we will be laughed at, right?" Tianbing Pavilion also has a recommendation quota. The chief elder understands the pavilion master's plan and wants to let Mr. Yunxiu come out of the mountain and crush him in the exchange meeting. Press Zhang Ye to restore the reputation loss of Tianbing Pavilion.

As for who Mr. Yunxiu is, he is the only son of the master of Tianbing Pavilion. He is extremely talented and is known as one of the four heroes of Tiandao City. If the master of the pavilion retires one day, Mr. Yunxiu will definitely succeed him.

"A joke? Only losers will be laughed at!" The pavilion master put his hands behind his back and looked into the distance.

...

Here in Tiandao City, the news that Zhang Ye had smelted the top-grade soul coffin caused waves again. People flocked to ask Zhang Ye to create the top-grade spiritual weapon. Who wouldn't want a top-quality spiritual tool comparable to it!

However, Zhang Ye closed the door immediately after receiving the ten customers he had reserved. It wasn't that he had trouble with money, the key was that there was endless money, what are you competing for? Don't tire yourself out.

The monks outside the blacksmith shop were unwilling to come here for nothing, and shouted Master Zhang's name.

The shopkeeper of a business that was on the verge of bankruptcy came to the magical blacksmith shop and made up his mind that no matter what method he used, he must reach a cooperation with Zhang Ye and use Zhang Ye's reputation to help the business survive the difficulties.

It's a pity that with so many people, even Zhang Yemao couldn't see one. The shopkeeper felt that the firm was going to be wiped out.

Looking at the crowds outside the blacksmith shop, the manager of the firm felt that people were more angry than others. If his firm had so many customers, it would be a huge profit. As a result, Zhang Ye didn’t even open the door. The master’s temper was really weird.

The shopkeeper of the firm was about to leave sadly, when he suddenly thought of something, slapped his head, and danced with his hands and feet: "I'm sending it!"

The shopkeeper ran away like crazy, and the monks outside the blacksmith shop looked at each other, holding grass, but Zhang Ye didn't open the door, driving everyone crazy, is it so exaggerated?

Speaking of which, the shopkeeper of the firm went back to the firm, mobilized the remaining funds, bought the reservation tickets issued by Murong Hongzhuang with a lot of money, and then resold them to other monks. With this method, the shopkeeper of the firm really survived the difficulties, and the business grew bigger and bigger , more and more branches opened. But without exception, a tablet of Zhang Ye's longevity will be offered in the store as a token of gratitude.

Because the shopkeeper of this firm is surnamed Huang, all businessmen who follow his example of reselling bills will call themselves scalpers, because they want to be as good as shopkeeper Huang!

Of course, this is all for later.

"System, can you add a sound insulation effect to the blacksmith's formation?" Zhang Ye was disturbed by the noise in the blacksmith's shop and asked about the forging system.

"A low-grade fairy stone can be upgraded." The system showed its usual urine.

"Get lost!" Zhang Ye was not stupid. After thinking about it, he immediately went back to the shop and made a pair of earplug protectors, which were enough to defend against sonic attacks of Jindan level!

The whole world was quiet, Zhang Ye laughed, and was about to cook, when the pangolin suddenly came over and hugged Zhang Ye's thigh, babbling and talking a lot.

"What did you say?" Zhang Ye yelled, causing the pangolin to flinch.

The pangolin gestured again, and Zhang Ye patted its little head: "You said a hole was dug? Not bad!"

The pangolin covered its ears with its small paws, with a dazed expression on its face. Why is Zhang Ye having a fit and speaking so loudly? Who are you scaring!

Zhang Ye came to the big hole dug by the pangolin. This large mountain guard formation, which could defend against the invasion of the masters of transformation gods, still couldn't stand the toss of the pangolin.

Zhang Ye summoned the forging system with his consciousness: "System, found a loophole!"

"Ding dong, the bug has been fixed, and the reward will be raised by one level." The upgraded system reacted quickly and responded directly to Zhang Ye.

The beauty in Zhang Ye's heart, he was so lucky today, and he has been promoted to two levels, and he is already in the late stage of Jindan. If he let others know that he has broken through so fast, will a lot of people die of envy?

"System, thank you Ang!" Zhang Ye thanked him because he was happy.

"Warning the host, if you continue to yell at this system, you will be punished by lowering your cultivation level by one level!"

Zhang Ye's face was full of black lines. He couldn't hear his own voice at all, so he hugged the pangolin: "Is my voice really loud? Why don't I feel it at all!"

Pangolin died at an unknown age.