Zhang Ye came all the way to fly up the drawings, but you said you couldn't give it to me, what are you kidding?

Zhang Ye was patient and asked, "Why not?" Zhang Ye is not only the Heavenly Chosen Soldier Master selected by the Heavenly Gong Clan, but also the only ten-star forging master in the entire cultivation realm, if anyone is likely to create the Flying Ascension Platform, only Zhang Ye is the only one.

The patriarch arched his hand: "Master Zhang, don't get me wrong, you are the Heavenly Chosen Soldier Master and a ten-star forging master, and we also hope that you can come to build the Ascension Platform." The patriarch paused, "However, we don't have the drawings of the Ascension Platform, only if you pass the test of the Heavenly Ancestor, the Heavenly Ancestor will hand over the drawings of the Ascension Platform to you." ”

"The Heavenly Ancestor is still alive?" Zhang Ye was startled.

"The Heavenly Ancestor has long since passed away, but he has left behind a wisp of will to test the final candidate. The white-bearded patriarch explained, and then said, "If Master Zhang wants to build a flying platform, he must participate in the inspection of the ancestors. ”

The patriarch said this, not only to show that this process must be implemented, but also to save Zhang Ye's face.

Zhang Ye didn't have the heart to eat, drink and have fun, so he immediately said: "Let's start testing now." ”

Zhang Ye didn't play a big name as a ten-star forger, but the white-bearded patriarch was a little approving, and ordered: "In that case, Master Zhang, please follow me to the Tower of Babel." ”

The Tower of Babel, needless to say, Zhang Ye also knows, must be the high-tower building in the center of the city. The pangolin also wanted to follow it, perhaps interested in the tower building with the same name, but Zhang Ye told it to stand by, after all, the current pangolin is too big.

Flying over the city, the patriarch introduced the city in passing.

This city, called Tiangong City, at the beginning of the birth of the Tiangong clan, there was this place, and so far, there are millions of people living in it, each of whom is a good forger.

The Southern Regions Tiangong Clan, which was destroyed by the Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance, was actually empty for a long time, and it was just a platform used to contact the Xiuzhen Realm, whether there was or not, it didn't matter to the Tiangong Clan.

Flying in the sky, I don't know what's going on, the Tiangong people at the feet know that Zhang Ye is coming, the eldest girl and the little daughter-in-law wave the handkerchief and cheer, the Tiangong clan, the most admired is the forging master.

Zhao Tiezhu approached Zhang Ye with a look of envy: "Master Zhang, look at how popular you are with beautiful women, envy others." ”

Zhang Ye looked at the standard physical characteristics of the Tiangong people, he couldn't talk about beauty, and resisted the urge to vomit and looked into the distance.

"By the way, Master Zhang, how did you know we were here?" the patriarch greeted for a while and asked the most curious question.

Zhang Ye was silent for a moment, and did not say anything about the demon clan: "A few days ago, it was suspected that a monk of the Tiangong clan purchased supplies, and then disappeared in the area of Nanjia Mountain. ”

The patriarch Xindao's subordinates are still not careful enough, and they will have to pay attention in the future, but this Zhang Ye is really capable.

Coming to the Tower of Babel, there are nine floors in total, the first six floors are the office area of the clan, and the last three floors, the patriarch and a series of elders stayed: "Master Zhang, the upper three floors can't accompany you, only the Heavenly Chosen Soldier Master is qualified to take the test, one test at a time, each time you pass the floor, you can open the door to the upper floor, and when you reach the top floor, you can get the forging blueprint of the Ascension Platform." ”

"This is the only way to obtain the drawings, if Master Zhang can't get the approval of the Heavenly Ancestors, there is nothing we can do. ”

Zhang Ye nodded, and suddenly said, "Can't you just lift the top of the tower and get the blueprint of the ascension platform?"

Whether it was the patriarch or all the elders present, there was a deathly silence. But their hearts have set off stormy waves, lying in the groove, why haven't they thought of this way for so many years!

Although the rules of the ancestors cannot be broken, but the rules are dead, people are alive, if you get the drawings, a generation will not work, after several generations, maybe you will have built a good ascension platform and completed the mission of the Tiangong clan, why spend thousands of years looking for the Chosen Soldier?

It's like solving an arithmetic problem, you make a list of countless formulas, fill three pages of scratch paper, and find that the answer is equal to zero.

That must be uncomfortable in the bottom of my heart.

When Zhang Ye saw the strange expression of the Tiangong clan, he thought that he had said the wrong thing, so he didn't delay any longer, and rushed upstairs to be tested as if he had escaped.

"Patriarch, do you say that it is possible for Master Zhang to pass the test of the Heavenly Ancestors?" Zhao Tiezhu looked at Zhang Ye's disappearing back before asking faintly.

"Although countless Heavenly Chosen Soldiers have failed, Master Zhang is different from ordinary people, and I believe that he can. The patriarch paused, "Even if it doesn't work, I don't think it's impossible to tear down the top of the tower." ”

After saying that, everyone was dead silent again.

......

Zhang Ye came to the seventh layer, ready to take the first test.

On this floor, there seems to be no windows, and it is pitch black, but the monk's eyes and thoughts are very good, and it looks like day.

There was nothing extra on the whole floor, it was very empty, and just when Zhang Ye was wondering how to accept the test, suddenly, the whole room lit up, and a person appeared out of thin air.

This person has some fairy wind bones, forehead, much shorter than the imaginary fairy wind bones, high cheekbones, white beard, but eyes are very godly, only to hear him say: "The first test, and I will try to forge magic weapons." ”

Zhang Ye felt curious: "The predecessor is the ancestor of Tiangong?"

"Yes and no. The old man's face was expressionless, "I am the forging soul of heavenly craftsmanship, you need to defeat me to be qualified to go to it." ”

Zhang Ye: "How to compete?" This forging soul is just an illusion, and it can't be forged at all, right?

The old man waved his hand, and a variety of strange materials and forging tools appeared out of thin air: "Although they are all virtual, but everything imitates the real thing, just use these, try it with me, and see who forges the magic weapon, the highest level!"

Zhang Ye was full of interest and tried to get these materials, although they were all fictional, but the touch was very real, and the idea of what materials or things he wanted appeared.

At present, Zhang Ye does not know how to build a Taoist weapon, in order to win the heavenly work, he is ready to build an artifact. Although each artifact can only appear once in the world, this is a virtual forge, which is okay.

Zhang Ye had a thought, appeared the required building materials, and began forging.

Don't look at it as fiction, it still tests the true skills of the forger, if it is not well controlled, it is very likely that all the previous efforts will be lost.

As a ten-star forging master, Zhang Ye is not in vain, he accurately handles every material, and the soul of Tiangong forging is even more adept.

The process of the master duel is a kind of enjoyment, but also a kind of learning, Zhang Ye looks at the forging of heaven from time to time, the ancient technique, more pure, with rhythm, so that Zhang Ye is breathtaking.

Gradually, Zhang Ye's techniques also incorporated a trace of heavenly forging techniques.

Not long after, Tiangong forged a sword, to be precise, it was a four-foot-three-inch long sword, which was even taller than Tiangong himself. Even if he is an eight-foot strong man, only a unique technique or swordsmanship can control this kind of long sword.

This sword is so long that it has no friends, but it is a veritable high-grade holy weapon, and even, Zhang Ye has a faint feeling that if this sword wins the luck of a certain domain, it is not impossible to become a Taoist weapon.

Zhang Ye's magic weapon, which has also been forged, is an iron token, which is the life and death talisman that once saved Zhang Ye's life, he can create two kinds of artifacts, one is the life and death talisman, and the other is the lucky bag, but Zhang Ye faintly feels that the level of the life and death talisman is higher.

Just as Zhang Ye looked at Tiangong's long sword and thought, Tiangong was also looking at Zhang Ye's life and death talisman, and after a long time, Tiangong spoke: "Artifact?"

Zhang Ye was shocked, the word artifact, it was the first time he had heard it from someone else's mouth, although it was a person who had been dead for an unknown number of years.

"Seniors have good eyesight. Zhang Ye sighed sincerely.

The Forging Soul of Heavenly Crafts didn't say much, only said, "I lost, you can go to the upper layer." ”

With that, the Forge Soul vanished, along with all the virtual items, and the entire floor became empty again.

Zhang Ye asked, "Senior, can I still see you?" It would be a great benefit to communicate with the ancient forging masters.

But no matter how Zhang Ye shouted, the Forging Soul of Heavenly Craftsmanship did not appear again, and a golden light curtain appeared on the wall, which was the entrance to the eighth layer.

Zhang Ye sighed, and had to complete the test first.

The eighth layer, similar to the seventh layer, was still dark and empty, Zhang Ye had experience, did not look around, and waited for the test to come with peace of mind.

With a flash of light, the phantom of Tiangong reappeared, and Zhang Ye smiled and said, "Senior, why bother so much, can't you just do all the tests?"

"I am the soul of conscience of Heavenly Craftsman, and I am responsible for the second test. "Although he is still the same as Tiangong, he is no longer the person he used to be.

Zhang Ye felt a touch of loss, but he still arched his hand: "The juniors are ready to be tested at any time." ”

The appearance of the soul of conscience was more kind than that of the soul of forging, he showed a kind smile, and with a wave of his hand, Zhang Ye appeared in a human market.

Zhang Ye understands that this is fiction again.

So Zhang Ye reached out to poke a passing big man next to him, and the big man was furious: "Dead pervert, believe it or not, I'll kill you!"

Zhang Ye apologized again and again, it seems that this fictional thing is no different from reality.

At this time, only the voice of the heavenly worker sounded: "In this test, there will be some unexpected situations to test your conscience. ”

Zhang Ye didn't take it to heart, he had won the good citizen pennant issued by Tiandao City several times, how could he have no conscience?

At this moment, the sound of gongs and drums sounded in the streets, and pedestrians watched.

"The uncle who passed by, all came over to take a look, this is the new beauty of Chunfeng Building, or a chick, which uncle wants to take a blood?"

The woman's hands were tied, her eyes were a little red, and she might have just cried, but this look was even more pitiful.

"Whoa...... O fairy!" the men who stopped to watch were blood-colored on their heads, their foreheads, and their heads were all over the place, and they exclaimed in amazement and drooled.

Zhang Ye was also stunned on the spot, not attracted by the woman's beauty, but, this woman, he knew, although he had only met once, but he remembered, isn't this Xiao Ruolan of the Xiuzhen family when he asked for directions?

This woman is also cultivated, but she was sealed with mana, and at this moment, she is no different from a weak woman in the mortal world.

I only heard the bustard mother continue: "Ouch, you really have a vision, this is really a fairy descending to earth......"

The men laughed and wiped their saliva: "This fairy, I want it!" Everyone began to bid, weighing the body of the female monk in gold and silver.

Zhang Ye was a little angry, not to say that he was acting to everyone, because he knew that it was all fiction, but because he was angry with the soul of conscience of Tiangong, and he scolded: "You peep into my consciousness?"

Tiangong's voice sounded: "It's not that I read your consciousness, the whole scene is imagined by yourself." ”

Zhang Ye was stunned, Zhang Ye really thought about this scene. When Zhang Ye came into contact with the Xiuzhen family surnamed Xiao, he saw that they looked like they were facing a great enemy, and his mind was opened, and he imagined a scene.

The specific idea is that the woman surnamed Xiao was forcibly taken away, but the woman surnamed Xiao refused to obey her, so she was sealed and sold to the mortal Qinglou as a punishment.

Zhang Ye thought about it casually at that time, but he didn't expect that Tiangong would take this as Zhang Ye's test.

......

Those vulgar men are like vicious dogs that see delicious food, barking and drooling on the ground, and the female cultivator surnamed Xiao has been sealed and cultivated like fish on a chopping board, to be slaughtered, and I feel pity.

At this moment, the female cultivator surnamed Xiao suddenly saw Zhang Ye, as if she had grasped a life-saving straw, her expression was excited, but she opened her mouth silently: "Help me!"

Although all this is fictional, Zhang Ye can't stand it anymore.