The Magical Blacksmith

After a few breaths, Han Linger appeared at the blacksmith shop accompanied by a fragrant wind: "Zhang Ye, are you looking for me?"

Han Ling'er had red lips and white teeth, she was still so imposing, she should be in a good mood, and looked at Zhang Ye with a smile.

Zhang Ye didn't say anything, and pointed to the notice board at the door. Han Linger followed the trend and said happily, "You can refine the flying sword?" But then, she glanced at the charging price. I couldn't help shivering, "So expensive?"

Thinking that you get what you pay for, there must be a reason why Zhang Ye charged so much, Han Linger asked, "Zhang Ye, what effect can you achieve by refining your flying sword?"

Zhang Ye thought for a while, and didn't directly answer that he could be promoted, but said lightly, "You'll know if you try it."

Han Linger was a little hesitant. Although she could barely afford the price of ten middle-grade spirit stones, general refining could only increase the power of the magic weapon by 30% at most. After such a calculation, the price/performance ratio was too low. Moreover, ten middle-grade spirit stones might be able to find an entry-level middle-grade magic weapon.

But the refining of the Feihong sword is not simply to enhance its power, but to completely repair its congenital defects. Thinking about it this way, Han Linger feels that it is worth spending more money.

Han Ling'er made up her mind, and immediately groped it out on her body. After a while, she was a little embarrassed, and came in a hurry. She only had eight middle-grade spirit stones on her body. She looked at Zhang Ye with a red face: "Well, Zhang Ye , can you give me a little discount?"

The relationship between Zhang Ye and Han Linger has always been good, and he also wanted to give a little discount, but the system regulations were dead, Zhang Ye shook his head helplessly, and pointed to the notice board outside, which read: "There is no small hook in bargaining." hook."

As soon as Zhang Ye finished pointing out, he felt a little regretful, what the hell, it would be fine if a big man joked like that, Han Linger is a girl!

Han Linger's face turned red when she saw this sentence, and finally she gave Zhang Ye a blank look, and muttered in a low voice: "Stinky Zhang Ye, iron cock."

Zhang Ye is also a cultivator now, with good ears and eyes, so he naturally heard Han Linger's complaints, he was a little bit wronged, and smiled awkwardly.

Immediately, Han Ling'er thought of something, took out a piece of yellow paper and said, "Zhang Ye, this talisman contains the full blow of a Jindan cultivator, and it's worth almost two middle-grade spirit stones, will you accept it?"

Han Linger seemed to have no other choice, and took out all these life-saving gadgets. Zhang Ye thought about it, and then asked the system: "Can I use items to offset the price?"

"It is allowed for customers to use items of equal value as rewards." The system replied formulaically.

Zhang Ye felt relieved, but the expression on his face was as if he had suffered a great loss: "Alright, Fairy Han, let Zhang make an exception for your friend."

Zhang Ye took the talisman and the eight middle-grade spirit stones into his pocket with a long sigh. In fact, he was very happy in his heart. The talisman contained the power of the golden core to hit with all his strength. Let's see who dares to bully Lao Tzu in the future?

Han Ling'er, on the other hand, looked resentful, and made complaints about Zhang Ye, who was so good at taking advantage of it, in his heart.

Zhang Ye held the Feihong sword and looked it over carefully. This was his first business when he first opened the blacksmith shop. There are some memories, but more is to use the system to analyze the refining direction of the Feihong sword.

Refining, as the name suggests, is to temper the original material of the Feijian. During this process, if necessary, new materials will be added to improve the overall performance of the Feijian.

The system gave a refined plan, and Zhang Ye was thoughtful, thinking that the Feihong sword had a different meaning to Han Linger, and asked, "Fairy Han, I will add a new material to balance the defect of the goblin in the flying sword." , but it will not change the original structure of Feijian, if you agree, I will start to refine it."

Since the original structure will not be changed, Han Linger has nothing to say, but some slander Zhang Ye as an iron cock, and the materials added must be from the street. However, she believes that Zhang Ye's craftsmanship can turn decay into magic, so she nodded acquiescingly .

After getting permission, Zhang Ye walked into the backstage, put the flying sword into the furnace of Sanwei Zhenhuo, the fire swelled up, wrapped the flying sword tightly, and in the blink of an eye, the flying sword became bright red all over.

As for Zhang Ye, a piece of white glowing metal as big as a thumb appeared out of thin air in his hand. Zhang Ye looked a little weird, but he still threw the white metal into the furnace.

Not long after, the Feihong Sword and the white metal were smelted to a high degree of heat. They were taken out with pliers and placed on the anvil. Zhang Ye picked up the Taoist sledgehammer and smashed it down hard.

Integrating a new material into the flying sword without changing the original structure of the flying sword requires extremely high forging skills, and Zhang Ye's skills come from the system, which is naturally enough to handle it.

Every time the hammer hits, sparks and electric arcs interweave, like gorgeous fireworks. Rao Han Linger has seen Zhang Ye blacksmithing, but she is still deeply attracted by this scene. Han Ling'er also wondered why Zhang Ye's blacksmith was so good-looking, so much so that she went to the Sutra Pavilion to check the classics.

It is recorded in the book that when people do anything, they are actually cultivating, but if one thing is done to the extreme, that is the way. For this reason, there is also a legend included in the book. It is said that many years ago, there was a great Confucian who studied for eighty years, and once he realized Taoism, he rose to the sky.

Han Ling'er believed that the reason why Zhang Ye could never get tired of seeing Zhang Ye blacksmithing was because his forging skills had reached the pinnacle, and he had touched the threshold of Taoism. Maybe one day, he would be able to ascend like the legendary Confucian Juxia.

Thinking about the records in the book, Han Ling'er suddenly realized that Zhang Ye's cultivation had reached the middle stage of Qi refining. Remember when he first met him, he was still a mortal? While Han Linger was surprised, it also confirmed his speculation about blacksmithing practice. As the so-called three thousand roads lead to the same goal, Han Linger's observation of Zhang Ye, who is blacksmithing, may also help his own enlightenment and practice.

Zhang Ye focused on tempering the flying sword. After several days of ironing, his muscles gradually became clear. Under the reflection of the fire, he was particularly masculine. Looking at it, Han Linger blushed and quickly looked away. , She didn't understand why her heartbeat suddenly accelerated? Could it be that he really realized his debut from Zhang Ye's blacksmithing?

With this thought in mind, Han Linger plucked up her courage, and watched Zhang Ye strike the iron watery again. She couldn't help the throbbing in her heart several times and wanted to divert her attention, but Han Linger clenched her fists and cheered herself up. This is the Tao, no If you look at it a few more times, you will lose your fortune.

Zhang Ye was already doing the final tempering. When he was forging iron, he never thought about other things, and of course he didn't notice Han Linger's gaze.

Zhang Ye perfectly fused the white metal into the Feihong sword. Because the original impurities of the Feijian were tempered, the total weight and shape did not change. This was Zhang Ye's promise.

Calcined again, tempered to take out the sword, the precious light burst out, and the small flying sword exuded an aura of cutting the sky.

Han Linger was startled by this momentum, as if she was facing a fierce beast, which made her dare not move for a while, or even dare to take a big breath.

"The refining is complete." Zhang Ye played with the Feihong sword, walked to the front desk, and handed it to Han Linger.

It was only when Han Ling'er got the Feihong Sword that she recovered from the previous power and influence. The feeling of familiarity and strangeness lingered in her heart. She carefully looked at the Feihong Sword that had been with her for many years, trying to find out where the strange feeling came from.

Suddenly, Han Ling'er was stunned, and the small cherry mouth gradually formed a circle, because Feihong Sword, a low-grade magic weapon, was actually promoted to a middle-grade magic weapon!

There is an insurmountable gap between the mid-grade magic weapon and the low-grade magic weapon. Even if refining can increase the power of the magic weapon, it is absolutely impossible to improve the level of the magic weapon!

This is beyond Han Ling'er's cognition, disregarding the appearance of the Feihong sword, and even using spiritual power to check the reason why the Feihong sword is upgraded inch by inch.

Zhang Ye gave Han Linger too much shock. She was already numb. She thought she would not be surprised when the sky fell. .

And the Feihong Sword in Han Linger's hand couldn't hold it firmly, and fell to the ground with a clang, making a buzzing sound. Could it be that the buzzing sound was buzzing in Han Linger's mind?

Zhang Ye smiled and said nothing, wouldn't he have been promoted to a higher rank, so he was so shocked? He leaned over to pick up the flying sword and said, "Fairy Han, your sword has fallen."

Only then did Han Linger come back to her senses, and realized that she had lost her composure, and her pretty face blushed, but immediately, she ignored Fei Jian, but stared straight at Zhang Ye: "Zhang Ye, tell me, join Fei Jian That kind of material is not Tianjing!"

Zhang Ye thought that when he received the Sky Crystal from the system earlier, he was also stunned for a long time, because the system introduced that the Sky Crystal is the dust in the universe, condensed and condensed by the way of heaven. Because it contains the breath of heaven, even a piece of the thumb is priceless!

Zhang Ye hesitated for a moment, but still answered truthfully: "Well, it's Tianjing."

Han Ling'er completely collapsed. She was still slandering Zhang Ye, a hairless iron cock, and she would definitely not add any good materials. Unexpectedly, Zhang Ye not only added good materials, but also the top-level good materials in the world. The kind of material that can't be bought in Lingshi!

Half an hour ago, Han Ling'er felt that the fee was too expensive, but now she felt that it was too cheap, and it was all Zhang Ye's upside down, okay?

But this is not the key point, Zhang Ye used the sky crystal to refine it into a flying sword, a low-grade magic weapon, what a waste of heaven and earth!

"Zhang Ye, do you know that you will be beaten if you do this?" Although Han Ling'er loved Feihong Sword, she felt it was a shame to waste it.

Seeing Han Linger's angry appearance, Zhang Ye felt happy, and deliberately took out the talisman that Han Linger gave him earlier: "Fight? I, Zhang Ye, have never been afraid of anyone."