The Magical Blacksmith

After Ahua talked for a long time, Zhang Ye accepted the bone knife with great reluctance.

Ahua breathed a sigh of relief and asked expectantly: "Then Zhang Ye, can you forge me into a Taoist weapon now?"

"Why should I forge you into a Taoist weapon?" Zhang Ye pretended to be surprised.

Ahua said angrily: "You obviously promised me."

"You still have the nerve to say it?" Zhang Ye snorted coldly, "You destroyed the magic weapon barrier and you still dare to eat me. Let's wait until you make up for your mistakes before we talk about the Taoist weapon!"

Ahua also understood that there is no free lunch in the world. She hesitated for a moment and asked, "How to make up for it?"

"Dear the crime and make meritorious service!" Not only because Ahua did make a big mistake, but also because Zhang Ye didn't know how to forge Taoist weapons at all, so he gave Ahua a promise first to stabilize Ahua.

"Okay, I will behave well." People under the eaves had to bow their heads, and just like that, Ahua boarded Zhang Ye's pirate ship.

…

That night, Zhang Ye lay in bed and couldn't sleep, and asked: "Ahua, by the way, who built this magic weapon barrier?"

"The Tiangong clan." Ahua hesitated for a moment, "Back then, Taoist Shangxuan of Xuanji Pavilion killed me, so he asked the Tiangong clan to make me a royal weapon."

"Perhaps, the royal weapons forged by true dragons are rare, so the Tiangong clan bought me and sealed me in the magic weapon barrier..." At this point, Ahua was full of hatred.

Tiangong clan? Zhang Ye seems to have heard somewhere, well, the elder made a fool of himself with the Tiangong Forging Technique. Could it be that he did it wrongly?

Zhang Ye consoled him: "If you think about it wisely, if I don't forge you into a royal weapon and preserve it, where will you get the chance for revenge?"

"Huh!" Ahua said noncommittally.

"By the way, the Tiangong clan, what is the purpose of building the Divine Weapon Barrier?" This is what Zhang Ye is most curious about. There are so many magic weapons in the Divine Weapon Barrier. How much money do you have to burn them?

"I don't know." Ahua was also puzzled.

While chatting, Zhang Ye gradually fell into sleep, and a certain valley in the Central Territory exploded.

"Elder, in the wild land of the Eastern Territory, a military leader has been born!" A short, fat man three feet tall ran into the hall to report.

"The Great Wilderness of the Eastern Territory?" The elder was also a short and fat man less than three feet tall. He was shocked when he heard the news. "Send someone to pick him up quickly. Don't die young like last time!"

"Yes!" The short fat man accepted the order and was about to make arrangements when another short fat man broke into the hall: "Elder, it's bad, the magic weapon barrier in the Eastern Wilderness has collapsed..."

"What the hell, the soldier leader is dead again?" The fat elder looked confused.

"The barrier beads are destroyed, and it is unlikely that the soldier master will survive."

The fat elder sighed, but he was a little unwilling to do so: "Zhao Tiezhu, take people to the Eastern Region to check it out. If you want to see people alive, you want to see corpses if you die!"

"Yes!" Chubby rolled away.

…

In Lingtai Town, it rained in the middle of the night and there was a thunder. Zhang Ye woke up from his dream and was about to change his position to sleep when he saw a female ghost with disheveled hair standing beside the bed!

"Ah, ghost!" Zhang Ye was startled, then calmed down and realized it was Xiao En.

"What are you doing up late at night?" Zhang Ye was still frightened. Even if he was a monk, he couldn't bear to be so frightened.

Xiao En burst into tears, and there was another thunder. She covered her ears, got into Zhang Ye's quilt, and trembled while hugging Zhang Ye.

Xiao En has always been afraid of thunder, so she stayed up late at night and ran to Zhang Ye's room.

"Xiao En, please go back to sleep. There is nothing to be afraid of from thunder." Zhang Ye comforted her.

"No!" Xiao En leaned into Zhang Ye's arms again, refusing to let go.

Zhang Ye was helpless, thought of something, and patted the bone knife on the bedside: "Go and disperse the thunder clouds."

Ahua was also resting and yawned: "Why do you want me to go?"

"Don't you want to be punished and make meritorious service?" Zhang Ye scolded.

The bone knife was a little reluctant, but it still flew up, rushed into the sky, and dispersed the thunderclouds.

"Okay, let's stop thundering. Let's go back to sleep." Zhang Ye coaxed Xiao En.

Xiao En pricked up her ears and listened carefully. It seemed that there was really no thunder, but she hugged Zhang Ye with a determined look on her face: "I want to sleep with Zhang Ye, otherwise there will be thunder again when I leave."

"What the hell is sleeping with me? Do you understand whether men and women can kiss each other?" Zhang Ye said patiently.

"Don't lie to me, my parents are very affectionate." Xiao En was unconvinced.

"Your parents can kiss because they are husband and wife." Even if Xiao En loses his memory, his emotional intelligence shouldn't be so low, right? Zhang Ye carefully explained the differences between men and women.

Xiao En grimaced and finally sat up from the bed. Zhang Ye breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that she was finally leaving. Unexpectedly, Xiao En, with lightning speed, ejaculated on Zhang Ye's face.

"Ah, what are you doing?" Zhang Ye looked horrified.

Xiao En smiled proudly, happily got into bed, and tied Zhang Ye tightly: "We kissed just now, and we are husband and wife now!"

Damn... Damn it, can you still understand it like this? Zhang Ye tried some small favors, but the girl refused to let go. Zhang Ye said angrily: "If you do this again, believe it or not, I will get angry?"

"Wow, we are already close to each other, and you still want to drive me away. I want to tell Sister Ling'er..." Xiao En burst into tears.

"Hey, you..." Zhang Ye was speechless. Skin-to-skin contact is not for that purpose. He felt guilty for no reason and said helplessly: "Okay, if you want to sleep, just sleep. Don't tell Ling'er!"

"Of course!" Xiao En burst into laughter and leaned into Zhang Ye's arms again, with a look of peace of mind on her face, and fell asleep soon after.

"Chao Qin and Mu Chu are doing the next thing!" Ahua returned from the sky and saw this scene, her spiritual thoughts angrily rebuked.

"I..." Zhang Ye wanted to cry but had no tears. What kind of evil had he done.

Zhang Ye stayed up all night, and no one could fall asleep with a stunningly beautiful girl in his arms. In addition, he was afraid that he would do something he shouldn't do while sleeping, so he didn't dare to sleep a wink all night.

The next day, Xiao En woke up early and felt particularly energetic after a good night's sleep. Seeing Zhang Ye's bloodshot eyes, he was surprised and said: "Zhang Ye, did you go out for a night?"

Zhang Ye rolled his eyes at Xiao En: "Get out of here quickly, I want to sleep."

Zhang Ye drove Xiao En away, yawned, and was about to go back to sleep. However, at this moment, the sound of crackling firecrackers sounded outside the blacksmith shop. Zhang Ye roared and walked out of the house with a kitchen knife.

Opposite the blacksmith shop, a new store opened this morning. Yin Wenbin stood at the door, high-spirited. Seeing many people coming to join in the fun, he immediately clasped his fists and said, "My Excellency, Yin Wenbin, is a disciple of Tianbing Pavilion. He and my junior sister came to this precious place in Lingtai Town to establish We hope our neighbors will take good care of us."

After hearing about Tianbing Pavilion, the casual cultivators immediately started discussing: "That is the first-class sect in the Eastern Region!"

"I didn't expect that the disciples from Tianbing Pavilion would come to our Lingtai Town. What a blessing!"

Hearing the praise from the casual cultivators, Yin Wenbin was filled with pride and returned the favor with clasped fists.

A casual cultivator asked: "I wonder what you want to run when you open a shop?"

"Forging a magic weapon!" Yin Wenbin glanced at the blacksmith shop across the street that had not yet opened, and said arrogantly.

"Okay!" Although the casual cultivators had already guessed it, they still clapped and cheered. Now Zhang Ye's blacksmith shop is the only one and it is extremely expensive. If Yin Wenbin can break the monopoly, the cultivators will be happy.

Moreover, they speculated that Yin Wenbin chose the address of his shop opposite the blacksmith shop to show his intention to confront Zhang Ye.

At this time, Zhang Ye opened the door with a kitchen knife and was stunned when he saw Yin Wenbin opposite: "Is it you?"

"Boss Zhang, I haven't seen you for a few days. How are you?" Yin Wenbin raised his hand provocatively.

When Zhang Ye saw the shop opposite, he already understood Yin Wenbin's plan and said with a smile: "Have your hands grown?"

Yin Wenbin's face froze, as if the humiliation of that day was still vivid in his mind, he gritted his teeth and said: "Boss Zhang, Yin is with you now. If I steal your business in the future, please bear with me."

"Oh? Boss Yin is so fierce. I wonder what kind of magic weapon he specializes in?" Zhang Ye was curious. Yin Wenbin lost to him in forging the flying sword, so he would definitely not choose to forge the sword.

The young casual cultivators present could no longer afford to spend money at Zhang Ye's place, so they had high hopes for Yin Wenbin: "Boss Yin, as long as the price is fair, no matter what kind of magic weapon, we will definitely take care of your business!"

"Zhang Ye is too evil. You have to save me. It's like fire and water!"

Many Jindan monks were originally planning to find Zhang Ye to forge swords, but at this moment they started to wait and see. If Yin Wenbin's price was fair, they would try Yin Wenbin's. After all, the disciples of Tianbing Pavilion still had two brushes for forging magic weapons.

Yin Wenbin nodded with satisfaction, held his head high and said: "Our shop specializes in knife forging. We charge a per-use fee. Every time you make a shot, you will receive ten high-grade spiritual stones!"

Zhang Ye forged swords and Yin Wenbin forged swords. Since ancient times, swords have been incompatible, which shows that the two men are in the same boat.

But that's not the key. The key is that Yin Wenbin also charges pay-per-view like Zhang Ye, ten high-grade spiritual stones each time?

The young cultivators looked disappointed. Another black-hearted master came. The Jindan monks were silent for a while and walked towards Zhang Ye's blacksmith shop without looking back.

Yin Wenbin was puzzled: "Hey, what are you going for? I am a forging master who can forge low-grade spiritual knives!"

There was a golden elixir casual cultivator who couldn't stand it and scolded: "A low-grade spiritual weapon is nothing. Boss Zhang forged a top-grade magical weapon to beat the low-grade spiritual knife made by Yu Wenhua of the Blood God Sect!"

The matter of the Divine Weapon Barrier is gradually spreading, and this Jindan cultivator is well-informed and knows about it in advance.

The words "top grade magic weapon" instantly aroused everyone's interest. They asked aloud, but the golden elixir cultivator did not hide it. He told Zhang Ye and Yu Wenhua about the duel between Zhang Ye and Yu Wenhua about the treasure casting.

The monks looked horrified. They thought that Zhang Ye could forge flying swords. The level was limited to high-grade magic weapons. They never thought that he could forge top-grade magic weapons. This is a magic weapon that only exists in legends!

The monks gathered around Zhang Ye and said, "I told you that Boss Zhang is so secretive that he can actually forge top-quality magic weapons!"

"Boss Zhang, do you know when you will start the business of top-quality magical weapons? How much will it cost?"

Seeing Yin Wenbin's face turning blue and red, Zhang Ye felt comfortable in his heart. You deserved to wake me up when I slept. Zhang Ye pointed to the sign and answered the monk's question: "It is clearly written on the sign. The level of the magic weapon is a flat fee of ten yuan for the top grade." Spiritual stone.”

"I didn't expect it to be like this. Boss Zhang, you tricked me!" A regular customer looked bitter. A few days ago, he had a high-grade flying sword and a middle-grade flying sword. Because he was short of money, he could only refine one of them. Bundle.

Zhang Ye suggested that he refine a high-grade magic weapon. The old customer thought about it. He didn’t know what the high-grade magic weapon would look like after being refined, so he chose to refine a middle-grade magic weapon. He thought it was more cost-effective. In this way, he owned two high-grade magic weapons. Afterwards, Be proud of your own shrewdness.

Now that I think about it, I feel so stupid. If I had listened to Zhang Ye's advice at that time, I might have a top-quality magic weapon now. I regret it so much that my intestines are green...