The Magical Blacksmith

The sound of iron was clanging, just like Zhong Liong's heart was restless. He was a little nervous, like a husband waiting for his wife to give birth, not knowing what the flying sword would look like.

Zhong Li was walking around the shop. Since he didn't dare to disturb Zhang Ye, he whispered to Han Ling'er: "Little boy, my flying sword is broken. How will Boss Zhang repair it?"

"Will it lose its power if repaired?"

"How long will it take to repair?"

Zhong Li was like a baby with questions, but considering that he was a senior, Han Ling'er patiently answered his questions in a low voice.

Zhong Li didn't pay much attention to Han Ling'er's perfect repair. After all, the repaired flying sword was definitely not as useful as before, not to mention that it was still broken.

Zhonglion does not seek perfection, but seeks not to lose too much power.

In order to relieve the tension in his heart, Zhong Liong asked casually: "By the way, little kid, how much does Boss Zhang pay you when you work here?"

"Five middle-grade spiritual stones." Han Linger replied.

"Although it's a little short, you still have to do your best..." At this point, Zhong Li was suddenly stunned, "Five middle-grade spiritual stones?"

Damn it, the sect only paid such a small amount of money to the golden elixir master in a month, okay?

"Is your boss still recruiting people? Even though I'm old, I'm still very nimble!" Zhong Liion licked his lips, his eyes full of hope...

After a while, Zhang Ye stopped the forging and said, "It's fixed." Zhong Li was shocked and didn't dare to look back.

Zhang Ye took Feijian to the front desk. Seeing Zhong Liong's back turned to him, he asked doubtfully: "Senior, what are you doing?"

Zhong Liion swallowed his saliva and turned his head stiffly. He was uneasy. He was afraid that the flying sword that had been with him for many years would be changed beyond recognition, and he was even more afraid that the power of the flying sword would be greatly damaged and it would fall down...

However, the moment Zhong Lion saw the flying sword in Zhang Ye's hand, his breath stopped - such a perfect flying sword, it was almost impossible to tell that it had been overhauled, no, it was impossible to tell...

Zhong Li took over the high-grade flying sword tremblingly. He felt it carefully. Whether it was weight, length or texture, it was exactly the same as the original flying sword without any changes. This repair was perfect.

Zhong Liion suddenly thought of something and activated his spiritual power. Although the appearance of the flying sword was impeccable, it would only be truly perfect if its power was not reduced.

However, Zhong Liong did not believe that the power of the repaired flying sword would not be reduced. He knew in his heart that if it only lost 10% of its power, he would be satisfied.

But when the flying sword gradually emitted the power of a high-grade magical weapon, Zhong Li was stunned. He felt unprecedentedly powerful. Not only did the flying sword not reduce its power, but it increased by 10%!

Is there really a perfect repair technology in this world? This was beyond Zhong Li's cognition. He stared directly at Zhang Ye: "Boss Zhang, this...I..." Zhong Li was so excited that he didn't know what to say.

Zhang Ye said with a smile: "Except for charging, our store will never let customers down."

Zhong Liion realized his gaffe and was a little embarrassed. He stroked the flying sword that had been with him for many years, and suddenly raised his head and said decisively: "Boss Zhang, your craftsmanship is indeed worth the price. It's expensive because they don't know the goods." .”

Zhong Li was full of praise for Zhang Ye's craftsmanship, and then he bowed to Zhang Ye sincerely to express his gratitude.

After a while, Zhong Li thought about saying goodbye. He wanted to try the repaired flying sword. Before leaving, he suddenly said to Han Ling'er, "Little baby, if you work here with Zhang Ye, everyone in the sect will work for you." Proud of that.”

Fart, when Zhong Li first came here, he said it was embarrassing for Han Ling'er to work here, but now he is proud of it?

Han Ling'er didn't say anything, just smiled and nodded, feeling quite happy to be recognized.

"By the way, Boss Zhang, what will happen after the high-grade magic weapon is refined?" Zhong Liion slapped his forehead. Elder Wu's mid-grade magic weapon was refined and became a top-grade magic weapon. Will the high-grade magic weapon become a spiritual weapon after being refined? When he thought of this, Zhong Li was extremely excited.

"You'll know if you try it." Zhang Ye did not answer directly.

Zhong Liion smiled bitterly, ten high-grade spiritual stones, even if he is a powerful golden elixir, he is not that rich: "I will definitely give it a try later when I save enough money."

In fact, Zhong Liion vaguely guessed that it could not become a spiritual weapon. After refining a high-grade magical weapon, it would at most increase its power. After all, spiritual weapons have spirits. Magical weapons and spiritual weapons are basically two different things. It cannot be made up for by hitting it with a hammer a few times. kind of difference.

Zhong Lion thanked him again, said goodbye and left.

Zhang Ye looked at Zhong Li's leaving figure. He did not force himself. He only did business with people who knew the goods and those who believed in him. Therefore, Zhang Ye would never take the initiative to tell others that a top-grade magic weapon would become a top-grade magic weapon after being refined. fact. Of course, there are also reasons why Zhang Ye does not want to expose the best magic weapon in advance.

Today, it was a good start. I made two orders at once and earned twenty high-grade spiritual stones. I believe that more and more golden elixir masters will come to visit me in the future.

Han Ling'er handed the money to Zhang Ye. The moment Zhang Ye got the Qiankun bag, the system took away 90% of it at lightning speed, but now he is earning high-grade spiritual stones, even if only 10% of the profit is left. , and make more money than before.

Zhang Ye happily took out five middle-grade spiritual stones and handed them to Han Ling'er: "This month's wages."

Han Ling'er covered her mouth and exclaimed: "I only worked five days this month, forget it..." Although it was the end of the month, Han Ling'er only worked five days.

"Didn't you say you would get a monthly salary? I don't care how many days you work?" Zhang Ye thrust five middle-grade spiritual stones into Han Ling'er's hands, "Please continue to work hard next month."

Although Han Ling'er felt embarrassed, she was still so excited that she held the five heavy middle-grade spiritual stones, her face turned red with excitement, and after a moment of hesitation, she said, "Follow me, boss!"

In the afternoon, Zhang Ye thought that there were no customers anyway, so he told Han Ling'er to get off work early.

But Han Linger did not leave, but looked like he was hesitant to speak.

"What's wrong?" Zhang Ye asked confused, "It's time to get off work now. We are friends. If you have anything to say, just say it."

"Well..." Han Ling'er finally plucked up the courage and said, "The ranking battle for the inner sect will start tomorrow. Maybe, I will have to take a few days off..." Han Ling'er felt very sorry. She only worked five days this month. And I have to take leave next month.

"Oh, no problem, keep working hard." Zhang Ye recruited shop assistants to complete the system tasks, and with the lack of customers coming in now, it didn't matter whether Han Ling'er came to work or not.

"Yeah!" At this moment, Han Ling'er felt that Zhang Ye was the best man in the world besides his father.

"By the way, if you can still enter the top ten of the inner gate this time, I will prepare a gift for you." Zhang Ye thought that Han Ling'er was his clerk and had to make some gesture.

Han Ling'er, who was encouraged by this, was so happy that she almost flew into the sky. She was still dizzy when she returned to the sect. Her face was red and hot, and Zhang Ye's status in her heart had risen a lot.

Zhang Ye closed the door early and issued an order to the forging system: "Broadcast attributes."

"The current host properties are as follows:

Name: Zhang Ye

Cultivation: Early stage of foundation building

Forging level: 3

Blacksmithing Skills: Flying Sword Specialization (Magical Weapon)

Experience value: 60/1000

"

Since receiving the Flying Sword Forging Gift Pack, the miscellaneous forging skills have been merged into the Flying Sword Specialization, which is much simpler.

However, the experience value is only 60, and there is still a long way to go before the forging level can be improved.

Zhang Ye asked: "System, why haven't you assigned tasks to me recently?" Doing tasks is one of the ways to improve quickly. Zhang Ye hasn't been promoted for a long time, so he has some expectations.

"Answer the host, all current level tasks have been completed, please continue to upgrade." The system replied coldly.

"Can you arrange some more side tasks for me?" Zhang Ye thought about the rewards he got for being closed for a day in the past, so he was a little unwilling.

"Side missions will be randomly activated due to events encountered by the host, and the conditions for activation are currently not met." The system paused, "The host can pay a high-grade spiritual stone to purchase the side mission, which is limited to once a month."

"Is this still possible?" Zhang Ye perked up. Although he only had two high-grade spiritual stones now, he felt it was necessary to try them. In addition, it was the last day of the month. If he didn't buy them, he would waste this opportunity.

"Okay, then buy a side mission." Zhang Ye gave the order.

"Ding dong, get the side mission - complete a dragon slaying, and the reward will be to increase your cultivation level by one level."

Zhang Ye looked confused. He didn't talk about whether there were any dragons in the spirit world. He just said that he had found a dragon. It wasn't enough to fill the gap between its teeth. How could he defeat it?

Zhang Ye said angrily: "System, can't you give me a task that I can complete now?"

"Side mission, triggered randomly."

"System, I have a saying that a horse sells its skin, but I don't know whether I should say it or not?" A piece of high-grade spiritual stone was wasted, and Zhang Ye was heartbroken.

In the end, Zhang Ye decided to accumulate experience and not rely on this cheating system.

Soon the next day came. Dozens of arenas were set up on the Lingtai Sect's martial arts field. Thousands of inner disciples competed by drawing lots. The losers were eliminated, and the winners entered the next round until the inner disciples were selected. Ten in front of the door.

Han Wushuang asked his disciple Dugu Ce: "Whether it is Ce'er or Ling'er, whoever can enter the top three, I will pass on the last move of Wushuang's swordsmanship to him."

Dugu Ce's eyes were filled with enthusiasm. He had been in seclusion for several days just to advance further in the Inner Sect Competition. He clasped his hands and said, "This disciple will definitely live up to his mission."

Since his wife's accident, Han Wushuang has rarely been so energetic.

Han Ling'er saw it in her eyes and made up her mind to enter the top three to make her father happy. She also said: "Father, my child will do his best."

"Yes." Han Wushuang nodded lightly and suddenly said, "By the way, Ling'er, I heard that many of the inner disciples have middle-grade magical weapons. Lend the Feihong Sword to your senior brother, otherwise he will Suffer a loss."

There was a hint of sadness in Han Ling'er's eyes. Her father treated Dugu Ce like his own son. In comparison, her biological daughter was like an outsider. Although Han Ling'er also has a spare medium-grade magic weapon, Feihong Sword is definitely the one that Han Ling'er uses most easily. Once she cannot use it, she will suffer a lot in the competition.

"What, you don't want to?" Han Wushuang asked with a frown as he was a little dissatisfied.

"No." Han Ling'er did not dare to disobey her father and handed the Feihong Sword to Dugu Ce.

Dugu Ce said excitedly: "Don't worry, junior sister, with the help of Feihong Sword, senior brother will definitely be able to break into the top three."

"Well, I wish senior brother a good start..." Han Ling'er agreed, smiling a little miserably.