The Magical Blacksmith

　　 "Ah, it's really fixed!" Han Linger's face flushed with excitement, and immediately ran the Yujian mantra. The flying sword resembled a white lightning and turned back to the blacksmith's shop, spinning around Han Linger, as if dancing...

　　 Duguce's expression was fierce, and his face was red hot. He previously insisted that Feihongjian had not been repaired, but Feihongjian soared into the sky, no less than a slap in the face.

　　 "No, this is absolutely impossible!" Even if the facts are in front of him, Duguce still doesn't want to believe that Zhang Ye, a mortal, can repair flying swords!

"If you lose, you lose, why? Don't you want to regret it? Tell you, there is no regret medicine in the world." Zhang Ye smiled faintly, returned Dugu Ce's words intact, and then stopped paying attention to Dugu. Ce, look at Han Ling'er, Fairy Dances Sword, such a rare and pleasing scene, it is natural to feast your eyes.

But from Duguce’s point of view, Zhang Ye clearly didn’t see him in his eyes, which made him even more annoyed. He put his hand on the hilt of the sword and was ready to desperately kill Zhang Ye, the blacksmith who had repeatedly humiliated him. It’s a big deal. After being punished by the sect, I thought about it behind closed doors, after all, Zhang Ye was just a mortal.

　　 Duguce's murderous aura shocked Han Linger. She frowned, and when Duguce drew her sword to kill, Han Linger lightly reprimanded: "Go!"

　　 Feihong Sword was so fast that he couldn't see the shadow, just like a startling glance, with a sound, he knocked the sword in Duguce's hand to the ground.

　　 "Junior Sister, you!" Dugu Ce attempted to kill and was still blocked by Junior Sister, which made him feel complacent.

　　Han Ling'er has always looked like a gentleman, but at this moment he said with a cold face: "Brother, Zhang Ye helped me repair the flying sword, why are you killing him?"

　　 "I..." Du Gu Ce didn't know how to explain it. In fact, he and Zhang Ye didn't have any deep hatred. They were just getting angry, but they couldn't tell the truth to the younger sister because they didn't have enough tolerance, right?

Suddenly, Dugu Ce had an idea, and righteously said: "Junior sister, Zhang Ye has no cultivation skills, but he can repair the magic circle in the flying sword. This shows that he is not an extraordinary person, but hides his strength. I suspect that he is very likely. It's a meticulous work sent by the Northern Territory, don't have any intentions! Just now, Brother's sword was just to test him!"

　　 "Really?" Han Ling'er blinked her big eyes, looked at Duguce, and then at Zhang Ye. She was confused. She was not deeply involved in the world and could not tell who was right and who was wrong.

"Of course, we should report to the sect and bring this unintentional blacksmith back to the sect for interrogation!" Seeing Han Ling'er hesitate, Dugu Ce added some fire, "Senior sister, please go and inform the master in the sect, brother Pester him..."

　　 Zhang Ye quietly watched Duguce buckle his dung basin. He knew that the previous sword was definitely not a temptation, but deliberately wanted his life!

Although Zhang Ye still looks like an ancient well without waves, his heart is full of anger. He knows that the spiritual world is more dangerous than the ordinary world, so the bet that repaired the flying sword was meant to be a joke, but he didn't expect Duguce to retreat. You want to kill him, since you are unkind, don't blame Zhang Ye for being unrighteous!

　　 "This fairy, I don't know how to say something inappropriate?" Zhang Ye didn't want to argue with Du Gu Ce. There was nothing to blame for the crime, so he was going to start with Han Ling'er, who is of good character.

"Junior sister, don't listen to his deceitful words to confuse the crowd. Go back and report to the teacher, saying that you have caught the fine work of the Northern Territory!" Du Gu Ce calculated that as soon as the junior sister left, he would kill Zhang Ye himself, saying that he wanted to escape. That way you don’t have to take any responsibility!

　　 Han Ling'er frowned and told her instinctively that Zhang Ye was not like Beiyu's meticulous work, so he said, "Zhang Ye, what do you want to say?"

"Someone suspects that the work in the Northern Territory is based on the fact that mortals cannot repair the magic circle, but if I prove that without the cultivation base, the magic circle in the flying sword can be repaired, will my suspicion be removed? "Zhang Ye is neither overbearing nor overbearing, using someone to refer to Dugu Ce, representing his own resentment and arrogance.

"Oh, joke, how to repair the magic circle if there is no cultivation base!" Dugu Ce thought that Zhang Ye just wanted to win the sympathy of his junior sisters, but he did not expect to prove that mortals can repair the magic circle. Li Ming, mortals definitely can't do it, so he boasted, "Well, if you can prove that mortals can also repair the magic circle, I will spare you!"

　　 Zhang Ye just looked at Han Ling'er with the inquiring gaze, and didn't see the mad dog Duguce at all.

　　 Han Ling'er pondered a little, and nodded: "Zhang Ye, then I'm wronged you."

　　Han Ling'er was essentially grateful to Zhang Ye for helping her fix the Feijian, but she couldn't be entangled by the brothers, and she was also curious about how Zhang Ye repaired the formation inside Feijian, so she was wronged.

　　From Han Ling'er, Zhang Ye felt that not all monks are so vicious, and he muttered for a while and said: "In fact, it is very simple to prove my innocence. Please feel the magic circle in Feihong Sword carefully, and you will understand it naturally."

　　 Duguce has a joking air, the magic circle is the magic circle, is it possible that it can help Zhang Ye intercede?

　　 Han Ling'er was skeptical, closed his eyes, and carefully sensed the magic circle in the flying sword through his spiritual power. After a while, Han Ling'er opened his watery eyes and said in surprise: "I believe you are innocent."

　　 "Sister, don't let your kindness be used by the bad guys!" The smile on Duguce's face stagnated, thinking that it must be Han Ling'er deliberately letting the water go. He immediately took the flying sword, and wanted to feel the tricks in the circle.

　　Han Ling'er didn't stop him, but she glanced at Duguce boredly. Regardless of it, Duguce used his spiritual power to perceive the magic circle inside Feijian. After checking this, his brows frowned: "How is it possible, isn't the original magic circle broken? How can it work again?"

　　 That's right, the magic circle inside Feijian is still the original one. From the beginning to the end, Zhang Ye didn't re-engrave the circle. After all, he didn't have a cultivation base. But the forging skills presented by the system are amazing. Through tempering, the originally damaged internal magic circle is also repaired, and there is no need to re-engrave it.

"What's impossible? I said earlier that the reason why the circle can't work is because of the separation of the goblin material. I use the forging technique to re-fuse the goblin into other metals, and the circle can naturally operate. "Zhang Ye paused, "The top restoration is not to add things indiscriminately, but to keep Feijian in its original appearance. Only in this way can its original value be guaranteed!"

　　 Zhang Ye's words were loud and loud, and Han Linger was moved to a halt after hearing it. This Feihong Sword was given to her by her mother during her lifetime. It has great commemorative significance. If the appearance, material, or internal formation of Feihong was changed during the restoration process, it would be equivalent to erasing the mark of her mother, Feihong The sword loses its original value. Never thought that Zhang Ye used magical techniques to perfectly restore the Feihong Sword. Could this not be touching?

　　 "Zhang Ye, thank you." Han Linger was in tears, and once again clasped her fists to salute.

Duguce has a distorted face. In front of a mortal like Zhang Ye, he was completely defeated. Just as he was about to say something, Han Linger stared at Duguce coldly: "Brother, as a disciple of the inner sect of the Lingtai Sect, please pay attention. Own words and deeds."

　　 Although Han Linger didn't say anything, the warning was self-evident.

　　 Dugu Ce was stunned, Junior Sister had never said such a heavy word to herself, which made him feel like falling into an ice cellar.

　　 "I..." Duguce tried to say something several times, but he couldn't say what he said. Finally, he glanced bitterly at Zhang Ye, flicked his sleeves, and turned away.

　　 "Hold on." Zhang Ye said aloud, "Someone from the Lingtai Sect, did he forget something?" Zhang Ye knew that offending an inner disciple was not worthwhile, but Duguce almost killed him, so he couldn't just leave it.

　　 Du Gu Ce remembered the gambling agreement with Zhang Ye, and his pace was stagnant. He turned around and said harshly, "Are you sure you want to do this?" The threat was self-evident.

　　 Without waiting for Zhang Ye to say anything, Han Linger said, "Brother, I would like to bet." Han Linger felt that his senior was too arrogant. If he could take this opportunity to sharpen his temper, he would help Zhang Ye speak.

　　 "Junior Sister, you!" Dugu Ce fists tightly clenched, his eyes wide-eyed.

"Well, I'm not embarrassing you. If you think that'Zhang Ye is so handsome, and his craftsmanship is superb' hard to tell..." Zhang Ye paused, a little thoughtful, Duguce had a touch of pride in his eyes. Give up this bet as soon as possible.

　　 Zhang Ye slapped his forehead, as if he had made a great concession: "Let's do it, you can call me Dad three times."

"Fuck you!" Since Duguce's cultivation, he has consciously cultivated and has never scolded swear words. At this moment, he was forced to swear and was about to draw his sword to kill people, but Han Ling'er stood in front of Zhang Ye, waited and scolded lightly. : "Brother, don't make me look down on you!"

Duguce's face is hideous, which shows his inner struggle. In the end, he didn't dare to be presumptuous in front of Master's only daughter. He gritted his teeth and walked to the door of the forge, shouting loudly: "Zhang Ye is so handsome, and his craftsmanship is awesome!" After three beeps, Duguce's face was red, and he could no longer bear the gaze of the onlookers. He fleeed from the sword, turned into white light, and soared into the sky.

　　 "The high disciple of the Lingtai Sect, really has an extraordinary momentum!"

　　 "Speaking of which, what is the relationship between Lingtai Sect and this blacksmith shop, the inner disciples all agree!"

　　 "It seems that the craftsmanship of the smithy made him happy, otherwise he won't shout three times!"

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In the midst of the discussion, UU Reading www.uukanshu.com a phantom big hand formed in the air, like a fly slap, knocking the flying sword of the dungeon to the ground with a slap, and a thunderous voice sounded: "Lingtai Town, flying is forbidden!"

　　 Zhang Ye saw this scene, and sighed.

　　 Han Ling'er saw that his brother was shot down by the elders in Lingtai Town, and was a little worried. He wanted to see the situation, so he said to Zhang Ye, "Zhang Ye, then I will leave."

"Wait." Zhang Ye still had a good impression of Han Ling'er, and reminded, "The restoration of Feihong Sword is only temporary. After all, the material of goblin will separate after a long time. I want to solve it once and for all. It needs to be refined."

　　Han Ling'er nodded, and asked, "Then you can refine it for me?" Zhang Ye's perfect repair technique made Han Ling'er very trustworthy.

　　 Zhang Ye smiled slightly and pointed to the sign at the door. There was a sentence on it: "Because of a bad mood, other business will not be accepted."

　　Han Ling'er was startled. I heard that the real masters are a little weird, and she saw it today. She smiled: "Then Zhang Ye, when will you be in a good mood?"

　　 "Let's take a few days." Zhang Ye held his hands behind his back, with an unpredictable posture. In fact, being in a bad mood is just an excuse, and he will not refine this forging technique at all.

Han Ling'er thought for a while, and had to say, "Then I'll come to you in a few days." Then she took out a jade slip from her arms and gave it to Zhang Ye, "Forgot to introduce, my name is Han Ling'er, if you have any trouble , Smash the jade slip and I will appear."

　　 "In the end, Boss Zhang's mood should get better soon." Han Linger smiled and finished, turning into a fragrant breeze and disappeared in the blacksmith's shop.

　　 Touching the gentle jade slip in his hand, Zhang Ye thoughtfully.