There was a lively knife repair, and when he heard that Zhang Ye could forge the best magic knife, he was immediately shocked: "Boss Zhang, how much is the forging knife, can you help me build a superb magic knife?"

Zhang Ye was looking for a good time to start the knife forging business, isn't this the right time, and immediately announced: "Starting today, the magic weapon-level forging knife business will be charged the same as the flying sword forging." ”

Dao Xiu was so excited that he danced with his hands, and hurriedly said: "Boss Zhang, you wait for me, I'll go back and get the materials." ”

Yin Wenbin came back to his senses at this moment, and hurriedly grabbed the sword cultivator: "Brother Tai, you look for me, I can help you build a low-grade spirit weapon!"

It was difficult to choose between a low-grade spiritual weapon and a top-grade magic weapon, and Dao Xiu hesitated: "How much does it cost?"

Yin Wenbin hesitated for a moment: "It's also ten high-grade spirit stones!" Originally, he wanted to quote more prices, but in order to rob Zhang Ye's business, he also quoted such a price.

"What is the success rate?" If the magic weapon fails, the employer will bear it, so this is the most worrying issue in addition to the price.

Yin Wenbin forged a low-grade spiritual weapon, and with the help of his junior sister, he had a success rate of 20%, but in order to win this business, he exaggerated: "Fifty percent!"

Fifty percent is already a very high success rate in the creation of magic weapons, but when Dao Xiu heard it, he immediately became angry: "Fifty percent, you are embarrassed to say?

Yin Wenbin argued: "But the inferior spirit weapon is more powerful than the magic weapon!"

"Let go of your mother's fart, Boss Zhang's best magic knife has fought the lower grade spirit knife!" Dao Xiu left Yin Wenbin and left with a scolding grin.

"I'll only accept you eight high-grade spirit stones...... How about five pieces?" "Even if Yin Wenbin repeatedly lowered the price, the sword cultivation did not look back, after all, the material is so precious, if the forging fails, wouldn't it be a big loss, so I would rather spend a few more high-grade spirit stones to buy a peace of mind."

Zhang Ye had already revised the notice board at this time, indicating the magic knife forging business, and the Jindan monks took out magic weapons and spirit stones one after another, ready to ask Zhang Ye to forge, and ignored Yin Wenbin, who had just opened.

This made Yin Wenbin furious, and he walked to the blacksmith shop and shouted: "Zhang Ye, I heard that the best magic sword you forged can beat the lower grade spirit knife? I don't believe it, I want to fight against you again!"

As for Zhang Ye's victory over Yu Wenhua, Yin Wenbin didn't take it to heart, after all, the forging master of the Blood God Sect was a fart, if he didn't defeat Zhang Ye head-on, Yin Wenbin wouldn't want to save money to establish the Heavenly Soldier Pavilion rudder.

Zhang Ye was entangled with Yin Wenbin when he was full and had nothing to do, and was about to refuse, but the bone knife on Zhang Ye's waist suddenly exuded a burst of killing intent and covered Yin Wenbin.

Yin Wenbin was still fighting at first, but he was provoked by this killing intent, and his face turned pale. Yin Wenbin glanced at Zhang Ye's bone knife, turned around and pulled his junior sister and ran.

"Senior brother, are we not opening a shop?" the friar was puzzled.

Yin Wenbin's lips trembled a little, and he ran out of Lingtai Town before he said with palpitations: "Zhang Ye has a royal weapon." ”

"How is it possible?" the friar could not believe it.

"Go back to the Heavenly Arsenal to restore your life, and you will not be wronged if you are defeated in the hands of a person who can create the best magic weapons and royal weapons. The moment Yin Wenbin saw the bone knife, he completely lost the courage to fight with Zhang Ye.

As for Yin Wenbin, he would think that the bone knife was forged by Zhang Ye, just because Zhang Ye broke his cognition again and again, and even the best magic weapon was forged, what is impossible?

Therefore, Yin Wenbin no longer wants to stay in Lingtai Town, even if he returns to the sect and is beaten to death, it is better than facing Zhang Ye.

Besides, if you return to the sect with the news of the best magic weapon and the royal weapon, maybe the merits and demerits will be offset and there will be a reward.

In this way, as soon as the senior brothers and sisters of Yin Wenbin left, they never came back, and the new shop opposite the blacksmith shop closed down as soon as it opened, and became the talk of the monks after dinner.

......

Zhang Ye slapped the bone knife, and Shen Nian scolded: "Who told you to scare others?"

Ah Hua was a little confused: "Isn't this a meritorious service?"

"Come less, pretend to be forced in the future, remember to report. After Zhang Ye reprimanded, he lost his sleepiness, walked to the backstage, and started to work, the forging level was about to be improved, I don't know what surprises were waiting for him?

Since the matter of the best magic weapon has been exposed, Zhang Ye did not hide it, and after a morning, he refined several best magic weapons, the thunderclouds rolled, the great elder came and went, and he got tired of seeing it in the back, and felt that the best magic weapon was nothing more than that, so he didn't come.

It's just that the Great Elder gave Zhang Ye a jade slip, and if there was any danger, crush the jade slip, he would come to help.

After all, Zhang Ye helped the Lingtai Sect so much in the Divine Weapon Enchantment, and completely offended the Blood God Sect to death, so it must be listed as a key protection object, even if there is Elder Wu in Lingtai Town to take care of it, it is far from enough.

"Ding Dong, the experience points are full, congratulations to the host for increasing the forging level......"

The current properties are as follows

Name: Ye Zhang

Repair: the later stage of foundation building

Forging Level: 4

Forging Skills: Flying Sword Specialization (Magic Weapon), Knife Specialization (Magic Weapon)

XP: 0/5000"

"In order to reward the forging level up, get a special ability - Sword Martial Arts. ”

A series of broadcasts stunned Zhang Yetou, but when he heard that he had a special ability, his spirit was shocked, and he hurriedly asked: "System, what is Sword Yanwu?"

The last time I obtained the special ability to cultivate as a hidden one, it is particularly applicable, and even the Yuanying Ancestor can't see it, this sword is also estimated to be extraordinary.

"As the future god of forging, no one knows the magic weapon better than you, Yanwu, that is, the host can derive martial arts through the sword magic weapon forged by himself. After the introduction of the system, Zhang Yeshuang got goosebumps.

Zhang Ye's cultivation can be directly improved by the system, there is no bottleneck, but there is a shortcoming, he has not learned any magic and martial arts, if the same realm is matched, Zhang Ye will suffer a loss.

I never thought that this special ability rewarded by the system completely made up for this defect, as long as it was a sword forged by Zhang Ye himself, he could learn a sword technique or knife technique, so it was not invincible in the world?

It's like in the Divine Weapon Enchantment, some magic weapons have inheritance, which is the most suitable method for the use of the magic weapon, and Zhang Ye can create the inheritance by himself.

Zhang Ye hurriedly pulled out the Tuhao Sword, which was the only magic weapon he had built himself, but it was a pity that it was broken yesterday and had not had time to repair it.

Zhang Ye fiddled for a while and asked, "System, why can't I understand the swordsmanship?"

"Only intact flying swords can derive martial arts. The system prompted.

When Zhang Ye heard this, his face ached, the reason why he didn't repair the local tyrant sword in time was because he had to pay ten high-grade spirit stones to repair the sword, well, in addition to the one percent of the income he earned, he also had to pay nine high-grade spirit stones, how distressing.

However, in order to derive a swordsmanship, Zhang Ye decided to pay for the repair of the local tyrant sword, but at this moment, Xiao En came to the shop with a broom: "Zhang Ye, I'm hungry." ”

Zhang Ye was a workaholic, so he didn't notice that it was already noon, but he decided to repair the local tyrant sword first, so he said: "Xiao En, wait for me for a while, and cook for you immediately." ”

"Zhang Ye, people work so hard, they slept with you all night last night, and you didn't let me eat?" Xiao En was so angry that he smashed the broom on the ground.

"!" Zhang Ye trembled, seeing the strange expressions of the monks, he hurriedly explained, "Xiao En is afraid to sleep alone, and there was thunder last night......

"Boss Zhang, we understand!" the monks nodded earnestly.

Zhang Ye breathed a sigh of relief, just understand.

But then, a monk shouted: "If anyone tells Boss Zhang about sleeping with a fifteen-year-old girl, I, Dong Laosan, will be the first to kill him!"

"Count me in!"

Zhang Ye has a black line on his face, he understands your mother......

Zhang Ye was afraid that the depiction would get darker and darker, so he kicked the customers out of the shop and closed the store.

Zhang Ye glanced at Xiao En, didn't say anything, went to the kitchen to cook with a black face, and didn't speak halfway.

Xiao En has a brutal personality, but Zhang Ye is really angry, and she is still quite afraid: "Zhang Ye, did I say something wrong?"

Zhang Ye brought the prepared meal to the table, and looked at her cute appearance and couldn't bear to scold, but said unhappily: "Xiao En, you don't have amnesia at all, right?"

Sometimes, Xiao En is sophisticated and naughty, and Zhang Ye is playing around, and sometimes, his emotional intelligence is pitifully low, as if he has selectively forgotten something, which makes Zhang Ye speechless.

Xiao En puffed out his cheeks: "People really have amnesia." ”

"Okay, hurry up and eat, when will you recover your memory, when will you get out!" Zhang Ye actually didn't hate Xiao En, but he just felt troublesome, and said deliberately fiercely.

Xiao En picked up the dishes and chopsticks, and was about to eat, when he heard this, he suddenly put it down again, tears dripping on the table, and sobbing.

"Hey, what are you doing here?" Zhang Ye couldn't see a girl crying, especially this kind of beautiful girl.

"I'm going to starve myself!" Xiao En wiped her tears.

"The meal is ready, why are you hungry?" Zhang Ye was puzzled.

"Because I you off, I'm going to punish myself. Xiao En swallowed his saliva and looked resolute.

"Forehead......" Zhang Ye was originally angry, but now he was cute, Zhang Ye hesitated for a moment, and said softly, "Okay, I'm not angry." ”

"Really?" Xiao En looked at Zhang Ye with a watery eye.

"Really. Zhang Ye also sat down and gave Xiao En a chopstick dish, "Hurry up and eat, my stomach hurts when it's cold." ”

"Oh!" Seeing that Zhang Ye didn't seem to be angry anymore, Xiao En picked up the dishes and chopsticks and gobbled them up.

When Zhang Ye saw this scene, he also moved his index finger, filled himself a bowl of rice, and asked, "Is the food I made delicious?"

"Delicious. Xiao En said vaguely, "Zhang Ye, if I regain my memory one day, I will definitely remember the food you cooked." ”

"Yo, don't you remember me?" Zhang Ye joked.

"It depends on the mood. Xiao En smiled and learned Zhang Ye's mantra.

Zhang Ye looked at this scene and couldn't help but think in his heart, if Xiao En recovered his memory one day and really left, he would be reluctant to give her up, right?

"By the way, Zhang Ye, why didn't Sister Ling'er come to work?" These days, Xiao En and Han Ling'er mingle together, and they are closer than sisters.

"She went back to the Lingtai Sect for retreat, and she will come back after a while. Zhang Ye replied casually.

The three words of Lingtai Sect were like a heavy hammer smashed on Xiao En, and her momentum suddenly changed.

Zhang Ye looked at Xiao En, as if there was something different, and asked, "What's wrong?"

"No ......" Xiao En hesitated for a moment, her face was a little red, holding the bowl, eating one bite at a time, but her eyes were shining with starlight.