The Magical Blacksmith

Zhang Ye: "This flying sword looks intact, but in fact, the problem is even bigger..."

Dugu Ce smiled triumphantly: "You pretend to me, only my monks know what's wrong with Feijian!"

"Are you trying to say that there is something wrong with the internal magic circle? This kind of minor problem, the monks can use their spiritual power to know it. There is nothing to show off." Zhang Ye continued without waiting for anyone to interrupt, "The most important thing is , this flying sword has flaws since it was cast, and this is also the main reason for the failure of the internal magic circle!"

Dugu Ce was ashamed and irritable. He thought that Zhang Ye, as a mortal, couldn't see through the problem of the flying sword, so he wanted to humiliate him with this. He never thought that Zhang Ye had already figured it out, but instead said that he saw the problem of the magic circle, which is nothing to show off. Dugu Ce only felt a burning pain on his face as if he had been slapped.

But Dugu Ce came back to his senses immediately, his eyes lit up, and he felt that he had finally caught Zhang Ye's loophole: "I think you are a blind cat who met a dead mouse and guessed the question of the magic circle correctly, but this flying sword came from Jin How can there be flaws in the hand of Senior Dan Qi, it shows that you are talking nonsense!"

Zhang Ye clicked his tongue twice: "I don't know if it was cast by senior Jin Danqi, but I only know that the original intention of this sword is to pursue the ultimate lightness and speed. In fact, the speed of the inner magic circle is enough. However, three coins of goblins were added to the material to increase agility. Although the predecessors who made the sword used extremely high attainments to fuse the goblins into the metal, after a long time, the goblins would separate again and destroy the overall structure of the sword body. ..."

After hearing these words, Dugu Ce wanted to refute several times, but he couldn't get out of his mouth. After all, goblins do have this characteristic, and Zhang Ye's professional and thorough analysis has no flaws at all!

Dugu Ce felt his face was hot, and in front of his junior sister, he was forced to be speechless by a mortal.

However, Zhang Ye did not know whether it was intentional or unintentional, and launched a fatal blow: "When this sword is swung, it is agile and light, and people can't help but think of Honghu in the sky. I guess, the name of the sword is Feihong!"

Dugu Ce has a feeling that life has nothing to love, you are a blacksmith, you know the flying sword well and can understand it, but you said that you think of the swan in the sky, but you guessed the name right, why don't you think of it? What about an old sow?

Han Linger, who had been silent by the side, was shocked by Zhang Ye time and time again, and her eyes lit up when she heard Zhang Ye guessed the name. That adoration made Dugu Ce jealous to death.

"This sword is indeed called Feihong. Mister is really a peerless master!" Han Linger blushed with excitement, and immediately cupped her fists and saluted.

He used to call him boss, but now he calls him sir, which shows the change of Zhang Ye's status in Han Linger's heart.

Zhang Ye smiled slightly: "I don't dare to be Mr. Zhang Ye, just call me Zhang Ye."

In fact, with Zhang Ye's current eyesight, he didn't see the name of this flying sword at all. It's just that when he took over the flying sword, the forging system in his mind gave out the detailed information of the flying sword.

"

Name: Feihong

Category: Flying Sword

Level: Inferior magic weapon

Material composition: two catties of fine iron, four taels of dark iron...

Malfunction: Internal magic circle failure, casting defects...

"

Therefore, Zhang Ye was just putting on airs based on this information, but it really frightened Dugu Ce and Han Linger into a stunned moment.

Back to the present, Han Linger was a little surprised, because Zhang Ye possessed unique skills, but he was neither arrogant nor impatient. He only needed to be called by his name. Let me see, can this flying sword be repaired?"

Han Linger directly called Zhang Ye by his name. This was not a matter of birth, but a kind of respect and intimacy. He was much more friendly than Boss Zhang and Mr. Zhang. This made Dugu Ce very jealous. This was something he had never done before. treatment.

"It can be repaired, one hundred low-grade spirit stones." Zhang Ye said.

Han Linger understood that it was necessary to pay the money before repairing the sword, and immediately started to grope around, but suddenly thought of something, looked at Dugu Ce at the side: "Brother, I forgot to bring the money, can you lend me, and I will return it to you when I get back." !"

"Junior Sister, are you really going to give him a hundred spirit stones?" Dugu Ce hated Zhang Ye from the very beginning, and he was absolutely unwilling to ask him to give him a hundred low-grade spirit stones. One spirit stone is enough!"

Zhang Ye smiled and said nothing, but pointed to the notice board outside, which read - "There is no small hook in bargaining".

This angered Dugu Ce again, but he didn't want to be misunderstood by his junior sister for being stingy, so he immediately took out a universe bag and threw it on the counter: "I can give you a hundred low-grade spirit stones, but if you make trouble, don't blame me for taking you!" My life!"

At this moment, Dugu Ce was really looking forward to the failure of Zhang Ye's restoration, so that he would have a reason to kill this ordinary man who had repeatedly humiliated him.

"Brother!" Han Ling'er felt that Dugu Ce was going too far, and had been targeting Zhang Ye from the very beginning, but before Han Linger could say anything, Zhang Ye took the Qiankun bag over: "What if I fix it?"

"Fixed? The hundred low-grade spirit stones are of course yours." Dugu Ce replied.

"I think your Excellency has misunderstood a little. This one hundred low-grade spirit stones was originally my reward for sword cultivation." No matter how good-tempered Zhang Ye was, he was a little angry when Dugu Ce repeatedly targeted him. He continued, "If I don't repair it well, It will kill me, I fixed it, but there is no additional compensation, this gamble is not fair."

Dugu Ce understood what Zhang Ye meant, and sneered, "Could it be that you still want my life?"

"I'm in business, how can I kill a customer? How about this, if I repair this flying sword, how about you shouting 'Zhang Ye is so handsome, and his craftsmanship' three times at the door of the blacksmith shop?" After Zhang Ye's serious speech, Han Ling'er beside him couldn't hold back, and burst out laughing.

Seeing Han Linger's beautiful appearance, Dugu Ce was filled with jealousy again, and shouted: "Okay, I accept the bet, but it's still the same sentence, if you can't cultivate well, I will kill you!"

The reason why Dugu Ce has so much confidence is because the formation inside Feijian can only be inscribed by a cultivator! Therefore, even if Zhang Ye can fix Feijian's congenital defect, but can't engrave the array, it's still a fart magic weapon.

Han Ling'er felt that her senior brother was so aggressive, and he was not as free and easy as Zhang Ye. When he was about to dissuade him, Zhang Ye said with a smile: "Don't worry, I still know how much I eat this bowl of rice."

After finishing speaking, Zhang Ye went to the front of the furnace, and threw the flying sword directly into the Sanwei Zhenhuo, because there was only a screen separating the backstage of blacksmithing from the front of the shop. Seeing this scene, Dugu Ce was shocked and wanted to go to stop him, but Han Linger stopped him: "Senior brother, since I handed it over to Zhang Ye, I have to trust him."

Although Han Ling'er also felt that it was inappropriate to practice swords so roughly, she believed that Zhang Ye was a master and must have his own unique skills.

Dugu Ce was stunned, but that's fine, if something goes wrong in the sword refining process, it will save trouble!

Although he couldn't feel the temperature of the Sanwei Zhenhuo, in the blink of an eye, the flying sword became red and bright. Zhang Ye knew that the time was almost up, so he immediately pulled the flying sword out of the furnace, placed it on the anvil made of star iron, held it The hammer of Taoist level suddenly smashed down.

With the sound of "Boom", Han Ling'er and Dugu Ce were startled, thinking it was thunder, but it turned out that it was the sound of Zhang Ye striking a sword!

Zhang Ye looks gentle, but he swings the hammer with ease, as if it contains an ancient rhythm, and every time the hammer hits, there is an electric arc flickering between the hammer and the anvil, dare to ask the world, Which blacksmith can have such a great momentum and such dazzling brilliance?

Han Linger and Dugu Ce stared dumbfounded, but Zhang Ye didn't notice them. He just concentrated on hitting the Feihong sword in his hand. With one blow, the shape of the Feihong sword was slightly deformed. With another blow, the Feihong sword returned to its original shape. , Repeatedly, through this forging method, Zhang Ye reborn Feihong Sword from Nirvana!

I don't know how many times he hammered it, Zhang Ye put Feihong sword into Sanwei real fire to smelt it again, and when the flying sword was red and shiny, he took it out and threw it into the colorful quenching pool!

With a sound of "呲吉", colorful smoke curled up, and there was even an intoxicating fragrance in the air. After quenching, Zhang Ye took out the flying sword, and a white light shot out, making people afraid to look directly at it.

Han Ling'er and Dugu Ce were fascinated by Zhang Yelian's sword before, but they were shocked by the white light before they came back to their senses and quickly blocked their eyes.

The white light dissipated, and Zhang Ye came out with a brand new and shiny flying sword: "It's repaired." There was a layer of sweat on his forehead. As a mortal, repairing a magic weapon still takes a lot of energy.

Han Ling'er sincerely thanked her, but before she could take the sword, Dugu Ce snatched it away and looked at it carefully. The blade was so clear that it could even be used as a mirror, and the reflected objects were not deformed, which showed that the blade was perfectly flat.

I marveled at the forging technique, but not long after, Dugu Ce laughed out loud: "I have to say, your forging technique is very rare, but unfortunately, only cultivators can re-engrav the damaged magic circle inside the Feihong Sword, so, You didn't quite fix it!"

Speaking of this, Dugu Ce placed the Feihong Sword on Zhang Ye's neck, and with just one stroke of the sword, Zhang Ye's body and head would be separated!

"Senior brother, don't be rude!" Although Han Linger was puzzled, after all, she didn't see Zhang Ye regrouping, but she didn't want to see Zhang Ye killed, so she stopped.

"Junior Sister, I'm willing to gamble and risk my life, that's what he said!" Dugu Ce frowned, and was even more annoyed when he saw that Han Ling'er was partial to Zhang Ye.

Han Ling'er didn't know what to do for a while, after all, this was indeed a bet between the two.

"Wait a minute." Zhang Yeyun looked at Dugu Ce calmly, and said lightly.

"Why, do you want to repent? Tell you, there is no regret medicine in the world!" Dugu Ce smiled grimly, "However, if you are willing to kneel down and beg for mercy, maybe I will spare your life..."

"I just want to say that since you haven't seen me cut the array, it doesn't mean that I haven't repaired the flying sword." There was a hint of teasing in Zhang Ye's eyes.

"Hmph, you won't cry if you don't see the coffin!" Dugu Ce snorted coldly, and immediately poured spiritual power into Feijian for the final test. But not long after, the smirk on Dugu Ce's face gradually turned into doubts, and at the end, he was a little surprised when he found that the magic circle engraved in the flying sword could actually work.

Because of the infusion of spiritual power, the flying sword was about to fly away. Dugu Ce gritted his teeth, held the flying sword tightly, and even used other spiritual power to suppress the abnormal movement of the flying sword, thinking that by doing so, he could accuse Zhang Ye of not repairing it well.

Feijian's agitation became weaker and weaker, Dugu Ce heaved a sigh of relief, and sneered: "I just said it wasn't fixed, take your life!"

But before Dugu Ce finished speaking, Feijian struggled violently again. Even though he tried his best and gritted his teeth, Feihongjian finally broke free from Dugu Ce's palm, flew out of the blacksmith's shop, turned into a white light, and soared into the sky!