The White Eyebrow Ancestor was in retreat to study the Heavenly Dao Palace's mountain protection array, but his subordinates were urging him tightly, so he went out of the gate with great impatience: "If it weren't for the big event of the sky falling, this seat would not be finished with you." ”

His disciples were stunned, and then said, "Ancestor, it's really a big deal!"

His disciples truthfully reported that Zhang Ye had become a ten-star forging master and a nine-star pill master, and the first reaction of the white-eyed ancestor was impossible, but when all the disciples said this, he was stunned on the spot, unable to speak for a long time.

At this moment, an edict from the head of Yuxu Zhenren came, and the voice was like a bell: "Bai Mei, be sure to properly deal with Zhang Ye's challenge, otherwise, you are the only one who asks!"

Zhang Ye became a ten-star forging master, not only embarrassed the Baimei Ancestor, but the entire Heavenly Dao Palace was being laughed at, so Yuxu Zhenren ordered the Baimei Ancestor to deal with this matter.

Being criticized by the master, the white-eyed ancestor's face was even more ugly, he hesitated for a moment, gritted his teeth and said: "Zhang Ye, there is a road in heaven if you don't go, don't blame me for being ruthless!"

"Spread the news, just say that the white-eyed ancestor, accept Zhang Ye's challenge!" I don't know if the white-eyed ancestor is confident or angry, ready to accept Zhang Ye's challenge.

The disciples of the Refining Hall looked at each other, if in the past, the White Eyebrow Ancestor accepted Zhang Ye's challenge, everyone would feel that it was not necessary, Zhang Ye was a green onion! But now, the disciples of the Refining Hall had a feeling that the White Eyebrow Ancestor was not worthy of challenging Zhang Ye.

"What are you still doing in a daze!" The white-eyed ancestor turned pale with anger and roared.

"Disciple commanded!" "In any case, the affairs between the high-level leaders are not something that these little disciples should worry about, so they immediately took the order and left.

Within two days, the news that the white-eyed ancestor should fight against Zhang Ye spread in Tiandao City, and Lord Shouwei personally came to inform Zhang Ye.

After Zhang Ye finished building the magic weapon in his hand, he smiled indifferently: "It's just an eight-star forger." ”

Zhang Ye responded with seven words, and there was no follow-up, and it was announced that the blacksmith shop was closed, and Zhang Ye went to the Lingtai Sect leisurely.

The monks were confused, wasn't Zhang Ye going to challenge the White-eyed Ancestor before, but now the White-eyed Ancestor has responded, what do you mean by that?

People who knew Zhang Ye a little bit suddenly realized that they smiled and said nothing. Others repeatedly urged him, and only then did the insider say: "Previously, the Baimei Ancestor rejected Master Zhang's challenge with the words 'mere five-star forging master', but now, Zhang Ye rejected the Baimei ancestor with the words 'mere eight-star forging master', which is not only a slap in the face of strength, but also an anti-guest, let the Baimei ancestor challenge him!"

The word challenge is a bit from low to high, just like a certain yuan infant is not afraid of death and challenges the power of refining the void, and the challenger is usually the one who is slightly worse.

The meaning of Zhang Ye's doing this is to let the White Eyebrow Ancestor challenge him again, don't look at the result is the same, but the humiliation of the White Eyebrow Ancestor is definitely doubled.

Today's Zhang Ye is a ten-star forging master, and when he says this, he does have this confidence! The monk who understood it laughed and quickly spread Zhang Ye's response.

Heavenly Dao City was in an uproar because of the dispute between Zhang Ye and the White Eyebrow Ancestor, but Zhang Ye came to the Lingtai Sect with nothing to do.

Today's Zhang Ye is famous, and the disciples of Lingtai rarely see Zhang Ye once, calling friends and friends, surrounding Zhang Ye, and they are as happy as the New Year.

Zhang Ye cordially greeted the disciples of Lingtai and found Su Jin.

"Sect Master. Zhang Ye arched his hand.

"Han Ling'er didn't come with you?" Su Jin's expression couldn't see joy or anger.

Zhang Ye hid Han Ling'er tightly, but he still couldn't escape Su Jin's eyes, so he simply didn't hide it: "Neizi is a person in the Demon Dao, but it is inconvenient to enter the mountain, and I ask the sect master to forgive me." ”

Hearing the word Neizi, Su Jin's eyes were obviously a little sad, but she quickly recovered and said: "Han Ling'er was once a disciple of my Lingtai Sect, and she has been all her life, no matter what her current identity is, she can come as soon as she wants, and she doesn't have to be restrained. ”

Zhang Ye's heart warmed: "I am the son of the inner son, thank the sect master." ”

Immediately, Zhang Ye took out a superb immortal knife from the Qiankun bag: "I know that the Lingtai Sect is not good at swordsmanship, but the creation of the immortal sword is still practicing, and it will be made up in the future." ”

Su Jin knew Zhang Ye's performance in the Magic Weapon Association for the first time, but seeing the best immortal knife with her own eyes made her slightly moved, but Su Jin smiled and said, "I can't afford your immortal knife." ”

Zhang Ye's face was embarrassed, he was poor before, and he had pit Su Jin with a lot of spirit stones, but this fairy knife, Zhang Ye was not ready to collect money, he said: "In order to thank the Lingtai Sect for taking care of it over the years, the fairy knife is not charged." Although it is not as good as the sword of the sect master, please be sure to accept it. ”

Su Jin's heart warmed, but he was a little surprised, his sword was well camouflaged, there was nothing surprising, how could Zhang Ye see that it was better than the best immortal sword?

In the past, Zhang Ye really couldn't see it, but with the depth of the forging realm, Zhang Ye had reason to believe that Su Jin's sword was definitely more powerful than a holy weapon, and even comparable to a Taoist weapon!

Su Jin didn't dwell too much on this problem, and accepted Zhang Ye's immortal knife: "No matter how much trouble you have behind you, Lingtai Sect will always be your backing." ”

Zhang Ye scratched his head embarrassedly, and the little Jiujiu in his heart was seen through by the sect master again. Now he is called the Baimei Ancestor of the Bantian Dao Palace, the Lingtai Sect, and he must stand on his side.

After getting Su Jin's promise, Zhang Ye left satisfied.

Su Jin looked at Zhang Ye's back and muttered in his voice: "Tiandao Palace, it's not as simple as you think, but if you want to fight it, I will definitely help you." ”

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The white-eyed ancestor, who also knew Zhang Ye's response, was so angry that he grabbed the placket of the deacon's disciple and asked, "Who does he Zhang Ye think he is?"

The deacon disciple was a little frightened, you are angry, what are you doing to be angry with me? The deacon disciple said in his heart Since the white-eyed ancestor asked him, he couldn't help but answer, so he said weakly: "Ten Star Forger?"

The white-eyed old ancestor's face froze: "The old man is the chief elder of the Heavenly Dao Palace Refining Hall, why does he Zhang Ye dare to be so arrogant?"

"Nine Star Dan Master?" replied weakly again from the deacon disciple.

The white-eyed ancestor was speechless for a long time with his mouth open, and only after a long time did he roar angrily: "I don't believe these vain, he must have bought off the Magic Weapon Association and the Pill Association!"

"The best immortal sword, the best holy weapon?" the deacon disciple said in his heart, these are practical, right? But seeing that the white-eyed ancestor froze again, could it be that the reason is still not sufficient? The deacon disciple patted his head, "Ancestor, there is also the lucky bag that can get a full score in the tenth test without knowing the grade!"

The white-eyed ancestor had already lost his temper, but he didn't expect to be dumbfounded by a little deacon disciple, and looking at the deacon disciple's face begging for praise, he couldn't beat him ruthlessly.

The White Eyebrow Ancestor put down the deacon disciples, and also put down his pride, but his voice was solemn: "Inform Zhang Ye, I, the White Eyebrow Ancestor, in three days, challenge him!"

It's not that the white-eyed ancestor didn't want to swallow his anger, but the head of the sect has already spoken, and this matter must be dealt with head-on. Moreover, the white-eyed ancestor felt that the lost glory should be regained by himself!

The deacon's disciples felt a different momentum from the Baimei Ancestor, who was a sleek old man who was good at drilling camp power, and always gave people an amiable appearance.

But the current white-eyed ancestor is arrogant.

The deacon disciple, who is also a forging master, understands why his ancestor has undergone such a change, because the white-eyed ancestor has regained his ingenuity!

"Disciple commands!" The deacon's disciple left quickly, his footsteps much steady.

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Zhang Ye returned to the blacksmith shop and happened to meet the deacon disciples of the Refining Hall.

"Zhang Ye, my ancestor said, I will challenge you in three days, this is a challenge book!" The deacon's disciple handed over a gilded letter.

Zhang Ye looked at it and smiled heartily: "Go back and tell your ancestor, Master Ben, accept the challenge!"

This epic battle was finally decided, and the monks of Heavenly Dao City rushed to tell each other.

Considering that the duel between Zhang Ye and the White Eyebrow Ancestor was to avenge the City Guard's Mansion, after obtaining Zhang Ye's consent, he set up a ring on the street at the main gate of the City Guard's Mansion as a battlefield for the two to fight three days later.

In order to be able to see the duel between the two top forging masters with their own eyes, even if the three-day period is still early, the monks of Heavenly Dao City have already surrounded the ring, but in such a large area, how many people can stand?

Many businesses have an idea, and they can't stand on the ground, so they stand on the roof, and they start to rent out the rooftop sightseeing seats, and they make a lot of money.

In the past few days, many monks who have just come to Heavenly Dao City will find a strange scene, the rooftops are densely packed with people.

The monks wanted to fly up to the roof to ask what was going on, but as soon as they landed, someone came to them to collect money.

Heavenly Dao City, what kind of madness is smoking?!

In the early morning of the three-day period, Han Linger gently sorted out Zhang Ye's clothes: "Promise me, if you really can't do it, just admit defeat." ”

Zhang Ye smiled and scratched her nose: "How can you curse your husband like this?"

Han Ling'er's face turned red, but she said seriously: "I'm serious. ”

Zhang Ye also put away his jokes, the white-eyed ancestor dared to challenge him, a ten-star forging master, he must have his extraordinary skills, and he really can't underestimate the enemy.

"Well, I'll be careful. Zhang Ye promised and kissed Han Ling'er on the forehead, "Wait for me to come back." ”

Han Ling'er couldn't accompany her, after all, today's battle with the White-eyed Ancestor was highly anticipated, and if it was discovered by those Tribulation Ancestors who were secretly observing, Han Ling'er would be in danger.

The streets are already overcrowded, well, the same on the rooftops. However, seeing Zhang Ye, the crowd spontaneously made way for him.

Of course, everyone also shouted Master Zhang from time to time to cheer, Zhang Ye didn't have any arrogance, smiled like a spring breeze, and nodded his head to salute.

Around the ring, there were officers and soldiers of the city guard to prevent the onlookers from jumping to the stage and seeing Zhang Ye coming, they opened a gap and let Zhang Ye enter.

As soon as Zhang Ye stepped into the ring, the overwhelming cheers swept in, Zhang Ye greeted everyone, and then stood quietly in the ring with his hands behind his back, closing his eyes and recuperating.

Not long after, an old man with white eyebrows and beard descended from the sky, wearing the Taoist robe of the Heavenly Dao Palace, and it was the white-eyed ancestor.

Zhang Ye opened his eyes, there was a hint of playfulness in his eyes, it was the first time to meet the white-eyed ancestor with his real body, maybe it might be the last time.