Chapter 145: Digging Your Own Grave
Zhao Tiezhu looked confused, and he was blindly moved. Fastest updates
He knew that Zhang Ye's offer of 10,000 immortal stones was out of revenge, so he sighed and said, "Zhang Ye, I apologize for my previous actions, but I want to tell you that the Heavenly Chosen Soldier Master has a great responsibility!"
"Although you are only in the Jindan realm now, I believe that one day you will become a great power of tribulation, and then you will realize the essence of this heaven and earth. ”
"What is the purpose of my monks' practice? No matter what kind of practice it is, what is the immediate goal, the ultimate goal is to live forever. Therefore, the monks are cultivating frantically, just to survive the heavenly tribulation, soar to become a real immortal, and live with heaven and earth!"
"However, when the monks arrive at the Tribulation Realm, they will find that even if you are lucky enough to survive a Heavenly Tribulation, the legendary Guiding Gate has not arrived! That's right, my generation of monks, no matter how they cultivate, will not be able to ascend, and a thunder tribulation every five hundred years is like a life talisman, and in the end, they can't survive and are killed by the Heavenly Dao, this is the only fate of my generation of monks!"
Therefore, in order to break this cage, the Heavenly Ancestor designed the Ascension Platform, wanting to open up a road to heaven for the human race, but he never thought that he suffered the curse of heaven and could not fight this world after all. ”
Speaking of this, Zhao Tiezhu had tears in his eyes: "Zhang Ye, the Heavenly Chosen Soldier Lord is the only person who can successfully build the Flying Ascension Platform predicted by the Heavenly Ancestors, your mission is great, this is your unshirkable responsibility!"
Hearing this, Zhang Ye was silent for a long time, and finally he said: "I believe that what you say now is true, and I also forgive you for fooling me before." ”
Zhao Tiezhu looked overjoyed, thinking that Zhang Ye had promised to complete the mission of the Flying Ascension Platform.
Zhang Ye continued: "However, I will not build the Ascension Platform. ”
Zhao Tiezhu was puzzled and asked, "Why don't you go? This is saving the world!"
"Why should I save the world?" First of all, Zhang Ye felt that this world was not good for him, why should he save the world? Secondly, even if the Ascension Platform was built, it would only save those Tribulation Ancestors, and the Tribulation Ancestors of the entire realm were less than a hundred, and they could not represent the world. Finally, and most importantly, the characters of the Heavenly Ancestors were all punished by God for building the Ascension Platform, Zhang Ye felt that his life was not so hard, why should he take risks?
Zhang Ye's sentence Why do I want to save the world, Zhao Tiezhu was a little speechless, from Zhang Ye's point of view, there is no greed for life and fear of death or lack of responsibility, everyone has their own ambitions, and it is reasonable. On the contrary, Zhao Tiezhu imposed the mission of the Tiangong clan on Zhang Ye, which was difficult for some strongmen. Just like their Tiangong people, since they were born, they have lived for the ascension platform, is this what they really want?
Zhao Tiezhu's eyes were gloomy: "That's it, everyone has their own ambitions, but the old man is abrupt." He got up and left, "Steel bar, you can accompany Zhang Ye to dinner." ”
After such a fuss, Zhang Ye was not in the mood to eat, and got up to say goodbye: "I hope you can find a more suitable Heavenly Chosen Soldier Master than me." ”
Isn't the previous sect master of the Lingtai Sect, Wu Yazi, the Heavenly Chosen Soldier Master, Zhang Ye felt that there were many Heavenly Chosen Soldier Masters.
"For countless years, the Divine Weapon Enchantment has indeed found many Heavenly Chosen Soldiers for us, but none of them can pass the test of the will of the Heavenly Ancestors. Zhao Ganggang sent Zhang Ye out and sighed, although it was a pity, just think that Zhang Ye was the kind of heavenly chosen soldier master who did not pass the test of the ancestors' will.
"By the way, Brother Zhang, please don't spread the secret of Feishengtai, the ancestor of Tiangong also predicted that some people will do whatever it takes to stay in the cage for a long time. ”
Zhang Ye seemed to understand whether he understood or not, but he still promised to keep the matter of Feishengtai confidential.
When he returned home, Zhang Ye couldn't sleep at night, and he, a little Jindan monk, suddenly realized the nature of the world, and his mind must have been affected. Just like those scholars who live in the academy, they suddenly realize the sinister nature of the rivers and lakes, and it must be a little difficult to accept.
"System, who created it, what purpose did you choose me as the host?" Zhao Gang's last words to Zhang Ye made Zhang Ye feel that the whole world couldn't believe it.
"The current host permissions are not enough, and the system cannot answer. The system said coldly.
Zhang Ye asked again, "Then can I trust you?"
"The goal of this system is to cultivate the host as a god of forging, and if it harms you, you won't be able to get to where you are today. ”
Although the system's answer was a little dragged, Zhang Ye breathed a sigh of relief, too, if the forging system wanted to harm him, why bother cultivating him?
"System, are you a girl?" Zhang Ye was in a much better mood and began to tease the system.
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Another day passed, and the Young Forge Conference entered the last competition, called the strongest magic weapon, and I don't know who made the name of these projects, which is really embarrassing than the other.
In general, it is to let the young forgers come up with the most satisfactory work they have created to participate in the selection, no matter when it was created, as long as it is from their own hands.
When he saw the young forgers take out magic weapons that were at least inferior to the king's weapons, Zhang Ye was dumbfounded. It's not that he was frightened by the magic weapons that everyone took out, but he thought that the magic weapons created on the spot would count.
Yunxiu looked at the stunned Zhang Ye, thinking that he was stage frightened, and was proud in his heart. In fact, if you think about it, you also know that Zhang Ye has currently created the highest grade spirit weapon, which is equivalent to the lower grade king weapon, but that is not enough to see at all.
If you want to win in the final round of the competition, only the top grade king can do it!
Yun Xiu swept around everyone's works, Zhao Gang's magic weapon was the highest level, and he was a high-grade king, worthy of being the most potential forging master of the Tiangong clan!
However, this is still a lot worse than himself! Yun Xiu took out a magic weapon from the Qiankun bag, which immediately attracted everyone's attention, and the audience exclaimed continuously: "The flying sword of the inferior immortal weapon?"
"Yun Xiu can forge a low-grade immortal weapon, how is this possible!"
"What's impossible, the master of my young pavilion has the true inheritance of the Heavenly Soldier Pavilion, and he is ashamed and brave, this immortal weapon has been created in the last two days. The people of the Heavenly Soldier Pavilion at the venue were proud and felt ashamed.
The guild leaders were also shocked by the low-grade immortal weapon that Yun Xiu took out, although they were also able to forge a low-grade immortal weapon, but that was because they had specialized in the magic weapon for countless years, and Yun Xiu was able to reach this achievement at the age of less than thirty, which was already infinitely close to the fire of the older generation of forging masters.
The president of the Northern Regions thought that Yunxiu had a history of cheating, so he immediately checked it, and by verifying the forging technique, it was easy to distinguish whether it was created by him.
I never thought that such a check was really forged by Yunxiu himself, which also dispelled the doubts of other audiences and cheered for Yunxiu.
"Of the five projects, I am the first in the Eastern Region!"
"Yunxiu finally did a decent thing!"
"Actually, Yunxiu himself is very good, but he has been suppressed by Zhang Ye's light, and this time, he finally proved himself!"
Listening to everyone's praise, Yunxiu was not as happy as before, he had experienced ups and downs, and he had a deeper city. Moreover, this glory actually does not belong to him, the inferior immortal sword was created by the master of the Heavenly Soldier Pavilion imitating Yun Xiu's technique, and the imitation technique of the Heavenly Soldier Pavilion has always been very set, just like the Zhang Ye works imitated by Yun Xiu, even Zhang Ye himself can hardly see.
Therefore, it is understandable that the Lord of the Heavenly Soldier Pavilion imitated it, and the elders of several congresses could not distinguish the real from the fake.
Yunxiu looked at Zhang Ye and said with a modest attitude: "Actually, this low-grade immortal sword of mine is nothing, Zhang Ye's magic weapon is even more powerful." ”
Yunxiu is such an arrogant person, and there are times when he is humble, and the monks are surprised to take it seriously.
"Oh my God, is it possible that Zhang Ye wants to take out a medium-grade immortal weapon?"
"Master Zhang is the man who wants to be the leader of the top five!"
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Zhang Ye didn't know why Bai Yunxiu wanted to praise himself, but when he heard the audience's discussion, he understood, Yunxiu took retreat as advance, praised and depreciated, if Zhang Ye couldn't come up with a magic weapon that was more powerful than Yunxiu, he would be killed.
Zhang Ye looked at Yun Xiu's inferior immortal sword, if it was before, he would definitely lose, but the last lottery gave Zhang Ye the confidence to fight with Yun Xiu.
"Zhang Ye, what is your strongest magic weapon?" Sima Chenfeng, like the rest of the audience, was full of confidence in this Zhang Ye, who had the potential to become the leader of the top five.
Zhang Ye did not answer, and immediately took out the furnace anvil and other forging tools.
"Zhang Ye, is this your strongest magic weapon?" President Sima looked confused, what is the implication?
"No, I'm going to build one. Zhang Ye said sincerely.
Zhang Ye didn't understand the rules of the competition system, so he could only build it on the spot, but the other monks felt that Zhang Ye was sharpening his guns in the battle, especially the audience from other regions, and laughed: "The leader of the top five, I can see it!"
"I'm looking forward to witnessing the birth of an immortal or holy artifact with my own eyes!"
The audience in the Eastern Regions knew that they were talking the opposite, and they got up one by one, the monks of the Eastern Regions trusted Zhang Ye so much, but Zhang Ye made such a big joke, which was also too annoying.
Yun Xiu didn't say anything sarcastic, but his eyes were ecstatic, Zhang Ye was digging his own grave by doing this.