The Magical Blacksmith

"Hey, have you guys heard that Boss Zhang from the blacksmith shop provoked Star Swordsman!"

"Who is Boss Zhang? How dare you provoke the number one in the inner sect!"

"What, you don't even know Boss Zhang?"

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"Brother Li threatened to kill Boss Zhang after three months!"

"How did Boss Zhang provoke Senior Brother Li?"

"It is said that Senior Brother Li wanted to forcibly refine it, but Boss Zhang insisted on the principle and refused him, so this happened."

"Hey, Boss Zhang is not afraid of power, he is a role model for my generation!"

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"Have you heard that in three months, Boss Zhang of the blacksmith shop will return to the west, Li Xingchen said it himself!"

"The rule of the blacksmith's shop is to refine one sword a day, which means that there are only the last ninety places, so hurry up if you plan to refine the flying sword!"

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Li Xingchen is the number one in the inner sect who has been famous for a long time, while Zhang Ye is just a small shopkeeper in Lingtai Town. The quarrel between the two instantly ignited everyone's topic. After one night, anyone who knows Li Xingchen knows Zhang Ye. .

On Zhang Ye's side, he was drooling in sleep, and in the middle of the night, he suddenly heard a ding-dong sound in his mind: "The task is completed, the current reputation value is 1001/1000; do you want to receive the reward?"

"It's so noisy!" Zhang Ye was having a sweet dream, and he was annoyed to be woken up by the system, but he suddenly froze. The task was completed?

Zhang Ye was a little confused. He had only 213 prestige points before going to sleep, but after sleeping, the prestige points were full? Immediately, Zhang Ye thought of a possibility, that he must have had a grudge with Li Xingchen, stepping on the shoulders of a celebrity, his reputation has also risen with the tide.

Zhang Ye sighed a little. He worked so hard to forge the flying sword, but he still belonged to the unknown generation. After torn up with Li Xingchen, he became a little famous person. I don't know whether it is luck or helplessness. However, Zhang Ye has gained experience. In the future, the system will issue prestige tasks, and he will do nothing. He will go to those long-famous monks every day to tear them apart, haha...

Thinking of nothing else, Zhang Ye was going to receive the task reward. According to what the system said earlier, he might receive a flying sword crafting skill at the top-grade magic weapon level. Of course, it might just be the crafting of a low-grade magic weapon.

Zhang Ye rubbed his hands together. It was time to try his luck. His heart beat faster and he said to the system, "Get the reward."

"Ding dong, you have successfully received it and obtained the forging skill—Flying sword forging (exquisite magic weapon)!"

When Zhang Ye saw the four words "Extreme Magical Artifact" in the remarks, Zhang Ye let out a deep breath, luck was coming, and God couldn't stop it.

After Zhang Ye digested the forging skills, he thought that the system would provide materials for free when repairing and refining the flying sword, so he asked, "System, will you provide the materials when I build the flying sword?"

"Not available for now. If the host's forging level reaches 3, this system will open a new function - the material mall, and the host can directly purchase the required materials."

Zhang Ye nodded, that was quite convenient, and asked again: "System, broadcast the current attributes."

"The current host properties are as follows:

Name: Zhang Ye

Cultivation: Late Qi Refining

Forging Level: 2

Forging skills: forging flying swords (superior magic weapon), refining flying swords (low-grade magic weapon), repairing flying swords (low-grade magic weapon)

Experience Points: 330/500

"

Seeing that the experience value has reached 330, and he will be leveling up in a short time, Zhang Ye is satisfied, and the work he has spent these days forgetting to sleep and eat is not in vain.

"Ding dong, since the host has mastered the first forging skill, trigger a side task - ask the host to create a flying sword of the highest level of magic weapon of his own, and reward a seal."

It's nothing to build yourself a flying sword, after all, you will have to fight Li Xingchen to the death in three months, and you can't do without a magic weapon at your fingertips.

It's just that the system rewards a seal, isn't that too stingy? Zhang Ye asked aloud: "What is the use of this seal?"

"Answer to the host, each blacksmith has his own seal, and branding marks on the created magic weapon, using the seal provided by this system will increase the power of the magic weapon by 10%."

Zhang Ye groaned, the things provided by the system are really not ordinary things, even a seal can have extraordinary effects.

Zhang Ye was so stimulated that he lost his drowsiness, and saw that the sky was pale, so he simply got up early.

After a night of fermenting, the number of people queuing outside the blacksmith shop reached more than 30 people, and monks continued to join the queuing army. Everyone was queuing up and discussing their cultivation experience, which was very pleasant.

"Hey, Xiao Hai, are you here to line up too?"

"Of course, I heard that Boss Zhang only has three months to live, so no matter what, I have to rush ahead to mix a middle-grade magic weapon."

"I just counted, and you are ranked twenty-seventh, at most a month or so, more than enough time!"

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Not long after, the sun rose, and the monks queuing up began to complain: "Boss Zhang, what's going on today, why don't you open the door?"

"Do you think Boss Zhang will be anxious because of Li Xingchen's affairs, and won't open the door today?"

"Ah, how about that!"

The monk in the front row slammed on the door: "Boss Zhang, open the door, don't hide in it, I know you are at home!"

"Boss Zhang, you have to be strong, and don't interrupt your business pace because of any setbacks!"

Some monks shouted at the blacksmith shop, doing psychological counseling.

Zhang Ye hid far away at the corner of the street, watching the long dragon with dozens of people trembling with fear, secretly thinking that he didn't open the door hastily, but slipped out from the side door to check the situation.

He did plan to close his business for a day today, and was planning to go to the market in Lingtai Town to find some materials to make a flying sword. But if I go to announce the closure of the business for one day, I might get beaten up if I make the crowd excited, but if I leave without saying goodbye, I'm afraid they will tear down my shop.

Zhang Ye thought about it, and out of professional ethics, he beckoned to a casual cultivator on the side of the road: "Brother, come here."

The little Sanxiu was looking at Qi Qi, but seeing Zhang Ye winking, he asked, "What are you doing?"

"Do me a favor." Zhang Ye took out a low-grade spirit stone and shook it for a while, the little Sanxiu's eyes lit up, and he ran over quickly: "Brother, what can you do for me?"

Zhang Ye took out a piece of paper and pointed to the door of the blacksmith shop: "Help me paste it on the door, the spirit stone is yours."

Little Sanxiu glanced at Zhang Ye as if he was an idiot, you are so good at your hands, why don't you post it yourself after only a few steps? But thinking that the errand fee for a piece of Lingshi would not be profitable, he immediately took the reward and paper, and trotted towards the blacksmith's shop.

Xiao Sanxiu appeared at the door of the blacksmith's shop, and pasted a piece of paper on it, which said - "The boss is happy, and the business will be closed for a day."

"Hey, who asked you to post it!" The monks frowned when they saw this scene.

Little Sanxiu smiled: "A rich idiot, gave me a low-grade spirit stone and asked me to help post it. Hey, luck is coming, and even ghosts can't stop it."

The little casual cultivator was showing off, but the faces of the cultivators in line were particularly strange, especially the Lingtai Sect disciple who was at the front said with gritted teeth: "Do you know that there is a palm technique that falls from the sky?"

"Hey, I haven't heard of it, please ask the gods to give me advice!" Xiao Sanxiu's eyes lit up, and he thought to himself that today he really had great luck, and he got a low-grade spirit stone in vain. Do he still want to learn a god-defying magic skill?

With a sound of "pa", a large palm print appeared on the face of Xiao Sanxiu. After turning around several times, Xiao Sanxiu stabilized his figure, covered his face, and said tremblingly, "Shangxian, why did you hit me?"

"Hit you? No, no, this is teaching you how to be a human being!" Not only the cultivator at the front, several people rushed out, gnashing their teeth, surrounded the little casual cultivator, and beat him head-on, even though they knew that the little casual cultivator was Helping Zhang Ye with work, but there is nowhere to vent the resentment in his heart. After all, no one wants to wait another day.

Seeing that the little casual cultivator was ravaged badly, Zhang Ye heaved a sigh of relief at the corner: "Fortunately, I didn't go by myself."

Zhang Ye prepared to go to the market with peace of mind, but suddenly thought of something, and asked, "System, what if these monks break in?"

It took a long time for the system to respond: "The loophole has been fixed, and the defense of the blacksmith shop has been strengthened, which is enough to resist the attack of the Nascent Soul cultivator. In order to commend the host for discovering the loophole, the cultivation base has been upgraded by one level."

Oh, let me go, Zhang Ye asked casually because he was worried, but unexpectedly found a loophole, feeling the current cultivation level of the peak of Qi refining, Zhang Ye smiled, and hurried to the market.

By the way, as long as you don't use your spiritual power, you won't disturb Elder Wu in Lingtai Town. Even so, a group of foundation-building cultivators beat up the little casual cultivator in the Qi refining period until his nose was bruised and his face was swollen, relying only on his physical strength.

After a breath, the monks pondered: "You said, if we force our way in, will Boss Zhang show up?"

"As long as he shows up, he probably won't be ashamed to reject so many of us queuing up all night long!"

"right!"

After discussing with the monks, they planned to use brute force to break through the gate. They thought that such a wooden door could be opened with a light touch by relying on the physical strength of the monk who established the foundation. .

"Get out of the way, let me try!" A monk drew out his saber, and the brilliance flowed, and he cut it down with one sword.

There was a loud bang, and the smoke and dust were like mist. Everyone applauded and applauded: "Good swordsmanship, worthy of being the Heavenly Sword that blocks people from killing ghosts!"

The cultivator who drew the sword looked complacent, just broke the door with one shot, can it still block my sword technique? Immediately, he stepped forward and was about to go in, but with a bang, his forehead hit the door, and he got a big bag, causing him to yelp in pain.

But at this time, the smoke and dust dispersed, and everyone found that the gate of the blacksmith shop was undamaged!

The monks were not convinced, and they drew their swords one after another, either cutting or prying. After reaching the back, a group of people were exhausted and panting, but the door was there, neither sad nor happy, as if it was eternal.

A monk who is good at formations stepped forward to test it, and answered everyone's doubts: "The blacksmith shop is equipped with formations!"

It turned out that this is the case, everyone understood and asked: "How long will it take to break the formation?" Everyone thought that a shop is nothing more than a formation, even if it is a formation, it is not a very advanced formation.

The formation cultivator shook his head: "It can't be broken, because this is a sect-level mountain protection formation!"

Mountain guard array? Lying in a trough, a group of monks were dumbfounded, just such a small shop, as for using a sect-level mountain guard array?

Many monks stood upright, lost their temper, and lined up obediently one by one.