The Magical Blacksmith

first? Why does Zhang Ye feel so wrong?

At this time, Han Ling'er said as if he had come before: "Seniors, I was actually a little nervous the first time, but you have to believe in Zhang Ye's craftsmanship. Once you get used to it, it won't be so painful. On the contrary, you will still feel It’s very comfortable!”

"Ahem..." Zhang Ye choked on his saliva and coughed until his face turned red.

"Zhang Ye, did I say something wrong?" Han Ling'er asked with a cute look on her face.

"No, that's very true." Zhang Ye took the flying sword and rushed backstage to practice it as if he was running away.

These golden elixir masters are the kind who love swords as much as their lives. Every time Zhang Ye hits them with his hammer, they feel particularly uncomfortable, as if what Zhang Ye hits is not the flying sword, but their hearts and minds...

Of course, Zhang Ye never disappoints anyone. The refined flying swords are all promoted from mid-level to high-level without exception. Several golden elixir masters with slender beards are dancing happily, as if they have rejuvenated their youth.

Zhang Ye looked at this scene with satisfaction. This was another reward that Zhang Ye received besides the spirit stone.

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The Lingtai Sect inner sect competition was proceeding in an orderly manner. Han Ling'er relied on the top-grade magic weapon to advance into the top one hundred, the top fifty, the top twenty...

She is like Zhang Ye's golden sign. As long as she doesn't lose for a day, the reputation of the blacksmith shop will be at its peak. The golden elixir master who comes here because of her reputation will almost crush the threshold of the blacksmith shop. After all, who doesn't want to forge a weapon? An invincible magic weapon?

Zhang Ye has become busy again. Although it is hard work, seeing the income and experience rising steadily, he is full of motivation every day.

At this time, two uninvited guests approached Lingtai Town.

"Senior brother, why did the sect send us to such a wild place?" The woman looked unhappy.

"The Eastern Region is already poor and weak. The last war between the two regions made it even worse. Especially for skilled craftsmen, not even one out of ten can survive." The man smiled, "This is an opportunity for our Tianbing Pavilion to take a further step. As long as we can It is a great achievement to establish a foothold in Lingtai Town!"

After hearing this, the woman felt a little better, but when she saw Lingtai Town getting closer and closer, she still looked disgusted.

On Zhang Ye's side, several golden elixir masters were watching Zhang Ye refining the sword with fear. After a while, Zhang Ye handed over the flying sword that had been refined into a high-grade magic weapon to the front desk, and the golden elixir monk finally let go of his worries.

The reason why these golden elixir masters are nervous is because the higher the grade of the magical weapon forged, the greater the probability of failure and scrapping. Although Zhang Ye has never failed, the monks still dare not take it lightly. After all, all their wealth is weighed down by On top.

By the way, the rules in the industry are that if you ask others to refine elixirs or weapons, you will be responsible for the consequences regardless of success or failure, so the monks are particularly worried.

The monks praised Zhang Ye's craftsmanship as always, but some people wondered: "Boss Zhang, what is your probability of failure?"

After all, in their understanding, there is no 100% success rate for forging magical weapons. Especially the timid and cautious monks believe that every time Zhang Ye successfully forges, the probability of failure the next time will increase infinitely.

"It hasn't been tried yet." Zhang Ye didn't say that the success rate was 100%. Although this was a fact, Zhang Ye didn't want to explain too much to save trouble.

However, the sentence has not been tried yet, which means that Zhang Ye has never failed. This makes those who believe in Zhang Ye believe in him even more, while the cautious monks are more cautious, thinking about how tragic it will be if he tries it out when it is his turn. ?

The monks had their own thoughts, and Zhang Ye didn't bother to say anything more. After all, he only liked to speak with facts.

Another golden elixir expert made up his mind, mustered up the courage, and handed over the spirit stone and flying sword: "Boss Zhang, please refine it."

Han Ling'er participated in the top ten breakout competition and did not go to work today, so Zhang Ye had to take care of everything in the store himself, but he only had to collect money, so it was not much trouble.

Zhang Ye took the order and was about to go back to the backstage to refine it. At this time, a monk remembered something and asked quickly: "Speaking of which, Boss Zhang, after the middle-grade magic weapon is refined, it can become a high-grade magic weapon. Then bring your own materials." Isn’t it cost-effective to build a high-quality magic weapon?”

The rules of the blacksmith shop are that in addition to refining and repairing package materials, the user must prepare the materials themselves to create any grade of flying sword. Ten pieces of high-grade spiritual stones are just wages, so this monk will ask this question.

Zhang Ye thought for a while and replied: "After being refined, a middle-grade magical weapon can become a high-grade magical weapon, but it will stop at being a high-grade magical weapon."

Zhang Ye always speaks briefly, but the monks understand that after the middle-grade magic weapon is refined, it is equivalent to stimulating the full potential of the flying sword, and there will be no room for improvement. The high-grade magic weapon created can also be refined. Upgrade.

Everyone took advantage of this opportunity to ask another question: "Boss Zhang, after refining the high-grade magic weapon, is it a spiritual weapon?"

"You'll know if you try it." This question has been asked many times, but Zhang Ye always answers like this.

The monks felt as uncomfortable as a cat scratching their hearts. Although they felt that after the high-grade magic weapon was refined, it was very likely to be upgraded to a higher grade, without Zhang Ye's accurate answer, some did not dare to try. After all, spiritual weapons and magic weapons are two different things. I bought ten high-grade spiritual stones, which only increased the power by 10% or 20%, and the price/performance ratio was too low.

Even if there are a few golden elixir experts who want to try refining a high-grade magic weapon, they will only dare to take out a high-grade magic weapon for Zhang Ye to refine after others have tried it.

Zhang Ye started forging with a clang, and the monks did not dare to ask questions or discuss anymore. After all, Zhang Ye said that he did not like to be disturbed when he was forging. Although he seemed to be just a Qi refining monk, the golden elixir masters He abides by this rule and even voluntarily maintains this order. After all, what if Zhang Ye is disturbed and the forging of the flying sword fails? It’s they who are losing.

After a while, two young monks, a man and a woman, came to the door of the blacksmith shop. The female monk glanced at the blacksmith shop with disgust: "Brother, I heard that this is the only shop in town that can forge magical weapons."

The male monk also looked at the blacksmith shop with some disdain: "It's not easy for country people. It's great to have a blacksmith shop to forge magical weapons."

Both of them laughed. For the disciples of Tianbing Pavilion, forging magic weapons in the blacksmith shop was a joke in itself.

The two of them were smiling and laughing, and suddenly they caught a glimpse of Zhang Ye's notice board. Their expressions froze, and the female monk murmured: "Ten high-grade spiritual stones, how can a countryman be so rich?"

The male monk frowned and said, "This shop must have monopolized the forging of Lingtai Town. It has rare goods and exploits others. From this point of view, our Tianbing Pavilion should save the people from disaster!"

The two looked at each other and stepped in.

"Who is the boss of the blacksmith shop? Get out of here!" The male monk shouted majestically, feeling that his momentum was extraordinary. However, the boss of the blacksmith shop did not see him. A group of golden elixir masters turned around angrily and kept silent. gesture.

The two brothers and sisters were a little stunned. Damn it, why are there all golden elixir masters in the shop? The two of them originally thought that with their early stage cultivation of the Golden Core, they were able to call each other back and forth, but now, they feel a little lack of confidence...

Zhang Ye, on the other hand, just took out a repaired medium-grade magic weapon. He also heard the shouts of these two uninvited guests, but there were so many second-rate people in the world that he was too lazy to pay attention.

A golden elixir master took over his flying sword and was very excited: "Boss Zhang, I didn't expect it to be able to increase its power by 10%. Your craftsmanship is really perfect!"

"Hmph, after refining it once, it only increased its power by 10%. How dare you call it perfect?" the male monk said sarcastically.

The female monk also snorted coldly: "Country people are really rare and strange."

Before Zhang Ye could say anything, the golden elixir master jumped out and glared angrily, "Refining? What the hell, I'm repairing the flying sword. It didn't reduce the damage, but increased its power by 10%. Isn't this a perfect repair?" "

Isn’t this refining? The male and female monks were a little surprised. As disciples of the Tianbing Pavilion, they were also good at repairing magical artifacts. Generally speaking, the best repair is to restore the magical artifact to its original state without reducing its power. But I have never heard of repairing it. , can it also increase the power by 10%?

But then, the two monks realized that these country people must have never seen the world. The owner of the blacksmith shop secretly refined it and lied that he only did repairs to promote his craftsmanship. After all, he charged ten high-grade spiritual stones, which was slightly There is still money to be made by refining it.

The male monk sneered: "Ignorance, you have all been fooled by the blacksmith shop. It must be this boss who refines it secretly to deceive you!"

The female monk also echoed: "Charging ten high-grade spiritual stones, but only refining 10% of the power, it's really rubbish."

After these words were spoken, the golden elixir experts in the room were all stunned and looked a little strange.

After repairing the flying sword, the golden elixir master hesitated for a moment and bowed to the two of them: "I am deeply sorry for my previous rudeness."

The male and female monks snorted coldly: "It's good that you know you were wrong!"

But then, Jin Danmight straightened up and said to others around him: "We cannot discriminate or abuse such mentally retarded people. We should care for them and let them feel the warmth of society..."

"Haha...Old Li, you are too hurtful!" A group of monks burst out laughing, and Zhang Ye was also amused.

"You!" The female monk jumped in anger and almost hit someone, but the male monk stopped his junior sister, took a step forward, showed a waist card, and said solemnly: "I, Yin Wenbin, am a disciple of Tianbing Pavilion!"

The words Tianbing Pavilion made a group of golden elixir masters stop laughing, because Tianbing Pavilion is a first-class power in the Eastern Region, and its disciples are extremely good at refining magic weapons. It is said that there are masters in the sect who have forged more powerful spiritual weapons. The royal weapon...

The person who came here was a master disciple of Tianbing Pavilion. No wonder he was already a master of the golden elixir at such a young age.

Yin Wenbin felt particularly proud when he saw everyone's surprised expressions. The reason why he showed his identity was because these country bumpkins dared to question me because they were ignorant. As long as he showed his identity as a disciple of Tianbing Pavilion, that would be the greatest persuasion.

Unexpectedly, a group of golden elixir masters were stunned for a moment, and laughed louder than before, like a flood bursting the embankment: "Damn it, the people from Tianbing Pavilion are showing off, and I was so scared that I quickly looked at the high-grade magic weapon in my hand. Well, there is no downgrade..."