I don't know how long it took, Zhang Ye had a splitting headache, so he woke up.

What caught his eye was a kind old man, Zhang Ye shook his head, remembering the scene when he was trapped in the whirlpool of the void, and now that he has survived, it must be this old man who saved himself?

"Thank you seniors for saving me. Zhang Ye bowed his hand weakly and thanked him sincerely.

The old man had a righteous and awe-inspiring attitude: "How can you worry about it." ”

Zhang Ye was about to say something more, but the old man said, "But you really want to thank me, so you can be sold by me obediently?"

Zhang Ye was stunned, thinking that the old man was joking, but then he found that he was in a cage, and when he reached out, the cool thing on his neck turned out to be a collar, like a dog.

Moreover, this collar is an unknown treasure, which seals Zhang Ye's full strength, and at this moment it is no different from a mortal.

"Senior, what does it mean to sell?" Zhang Ye asked stubbornly.

The old man put on a stack of beards, as if he had teased Zhang Ye enough, laughed, and said truthfully: "This seat is the largest slave merchant in the Ten Thousand Worlds Market, since you were picked up by me, you naturally have to sell it, tell me, what unique skills do you have." ”

Zhang Ye understands that this is to be sold at a price.

He stretched out his hand and touched it, and all the objects around him had disappeared, the dragon bone knife, pangolin, and dumplings were gone, and even some Hongmeng treasures hidden in the sea of knowledge were looted.

Zhang Ye wanted to use the master-servant contract to contact, but he found that the contract relationship was broken, and even he was inexplicably recognized, the old man in front of him turned out to be his master, what kind of joke.

The old man seemed to see what Zhang Ye was thinking, and said: "Those objects on your body, although they are not very valuable, but no matter how small the mosquito is, it is still meat, and I took it to pawn, as for you, you have established a master-servant contract with me, don't make senseless resistance, otherwise I will make you feel good." ”

This old man can cut off the original master-servant contract without Zhang Ye's knowledge, and establish a new master-servant contract with Zhang Ye, which does have some ability. Under the suppression of the master-servant contract and the dog collar, Zhang Ye had to admit it for a while, thought for a moment and said: "I am a master forger. ”

Since it has temporarily fallen into the hands of people, you have to show your own value, and life will be better.

"Master of the Forge?" the old man was a little pleased to have picked up the treasure, "Then you can try." ”

As soon as the old man flicked his sleeves, he arranged a set of forging tools for Zhang Ye, although it was very different from the Xuanhuang Universe, but it was the same, Zhang Ye still knew how to use these tools.

Zhang Ye asked for a set of materials, ready to build a set of flying swords or something, and the process of casting the sword embryo was easy, which attracted the old man's admiration.

Zhang Ye thought in his heart that when he showed his perfect forging skills, he would definitely be able to convince this foreign slave merchant, and it would not be impossible to be listed as a guest of honor at that time.

The prototype of the flying sword has basically been cast, three feet and three inches, and now it is time to infuse the Dao intent.

Zhang Ye has done it countless times, he can infuse it with his eyes closed, and he has a long river in his eyes, and he reaches out and grabs it.

However, the confidence on Zhang Ye's face gradually turned into doubts, and then, Zhang Ye reached out and grabbed it again, but his hand was still empty, and there was no artistic conception of the Tao!

This...... It's impossible. Zhang Ye's forging skills have not declined, but he just can't grasp the artistic conception of the Dao!

The old man watched Zhang Ye scratching around like a madman, and he was impatient, and beat Zhang Ye so hard that he couldn't get up for a long time: "Waste, waste my time." ”

Zhang Ye wants to cry without tears, he is really a master of forging.

However, the old man no longer gave Zhang Ye a chance, and turned away, there were so many slaves in his hands, he couldn't fight with Zhang Ye.

Zhang Ye remembered something, and hurriedly asked the forging system, and the system replied: "The host has already left the Three Realms, so naturally it can't capture the artistic conception of the Dao of the Three Realms. ”

Zhang Ye suddenly realized that the spiritual treasures he had refined in the past could only be formed in the Three Realms with the help of the Heavenly Dao, and when he came out of the Three Realms, there would naturally be no Dao artistic conception available.

Zhang Ye was inexplicably annoyed: "Why didn't you say it earlier." ”

"The host didn't ask sooner. The system snorted.

Zhang Ye was stunned and asked, "Then what else haven't you told me?"

"The material mall function is suspended, and the resurrection function is suspended......" The system replied.

Zhang Ye's heart was in turmoil, and he couldn't use the skills he was best at, so it was really a big game.

But then, Zhang Ye thought of something, his forging skills are real, but he doesn't know the forging method of extraterritorial treasures, as long as he finds a way to study it, he will inevitably be able to transition.

It's like a Sichuan chef who suddenly changes his career to Lu cuisine, and he only needs to master new recipes and cooking skills to make a quick transition.

It was impossible to ask the slave merchant to find a few treasures for himself to study, but the dog collar around Zhang Ye's neck was a ready-made treasure, so he focused on researching it.

The old man of the slave merchant caught a lot of slaves, and at this moment, he was asking one by one, and one of the slaves also said that he was a forger, and proved himself, and the old man of the slave merchant was very satisfied, so he sold the blacksmith to a treasure shop to work for free for a lifetime.

I have to say that Zhang Ye can't refine the spirit treasure now, and it is not necessarily a bad thing.

Locked up in a cage for two days, eating pig food every day, but Zhang Ye still has some understanding of the dog collar around his neck, this extraterritorial spiritual treasure, driven by a special power, is more original than the artistic conception of the Tao, but it has the same destination.

To put it bluntly, the artistic conception of the Tao is like a carriage, and the power of the origin is like all the parts of the carriage, one is a formed thing to use when it is taken, and the power of the origin needs to be assembled to take shape, which is not difficult.

But now the question is, where does that source power come from? Zhang Ye is puzzled, and the identification function of the forging system has also been suspended, which is distressing.

Two days later, Zhang Ye was pulled out of the dungeon by a slave merchant and dragged to the street to sell. Useful slaves had long been sold by the order, and the ones that were put on the street for people to buy were defective.

Zhang Ye's heart was a little sad, but it was still gratifying to finally see the light of day.

Zhang Ye looked at this so-called Wanjie Market, although it was a bit like a vegetable market, but the strong were like clouds, it could almost be said that there were as many Immortal Emperors as dogs, and as many as dog hairs under Immortal Emperors, and even from time to time he would find a few existences beyond the Immortal Emperor.

And these strong people may really come from the heavens and all the worlds, and it can be seen from their appearances that some have wings, some have fire, some have four arms......

Rao Zhangye was well-informed, and he was also surprised by the magic of creation.

Zhang Ye and his slaves were taken to a high platform, and the slave merchant took the whip and began to sell: "The real clearance, the real dumping, you don't have to ask the price, you don't have to bargain, and you don't have to be afraid of being slaughtered! The whole market sells ten yuan, and everything you buy is ten yuan, pick and choose, choose ...... at will."

It's really uncomfortable to be treated as goods, and the most important thing is that it's only ten yuan?

Of course, Zhang Ye knew that these ten pieces were not ten Dao Stones or Heavenly Stones, but a kind of currency called the Cosmic Crystal Nucleus. It's just that Zhang Ye has heard of it, but he hasn't seen it.

The slave merchant shouted for a while, and passers-by were attracted to it, staring directly at the many slaves on the stage, selecting suitable goods.

Zhang Ye's heart was sudden, since he wanted to sell it, he hoped that a beautiful and gentle young lady would buy him.

Not only Zhang Ye was thinking so, but other slaves for sale were also thinking so.

At this time, the fat woman in the field glanced at it, stared at Zhang Ye's eyes with green light, Zhang Ye's heart was not good, and she shrank behind the crowd, but the fat woman seemed to recognize Zhang Ye, took out ten blue cosmic crystal nuclei and handed them to the slave merchant, jumped onto the stage, the entire booth trembled three times, and the fat woman pointed at Zhang Ye: "It's you!"

The fat woman spoke, licking her fat lips: "Little handsome pot, the young lady will definitely love you well, come with me." ”

Zhang Ye inexplicably thought of the pig food he had eaten in the past few days, and he almost couldn't help but vomit it, don't insult the sacred title of young lady, okay? The other slaves glanced at Zhang Ye sympathetically, but they all got out of the way, exposing Zhang Ye.

Zhang Ye was frightened, and hurriedly said: "Little sister, I, I'm not in good health, I'm sick all over. ”

The fat woman laughed: "It's okay, the sick lady will treat you!"

"I, I have syphilis!" Zhang Ye said through gritted teeth. As for what syphilis is, ahem, the merry person knows it.

When the fat woman heard Zhang Ye's words, she was stunned on the spot, as if she was really frightened, while Zhang Ye was breathing a sigh of relief, the fat woman laughed: "This is fate, young lady, I also have syphilis, let's fight poison with poison, we will be able to rub a better future!"

The fat woman reached out to grab Zhang Ye, Zhang Ye wanted to say something, but the slave merchant whipped over: "Grass and mud horses, and then chirp crookedly, believe it or not, I will kill you?"

Zhang Ye was whipped, because Xiuwei was suppressed by the dog collar, and he grinned in pain, but he had an idea and covered his crotch: "You...... What have you done to me, how do you know that my chirp is crooked?"

The slave merchant was stunned, ouch my grass, can you still understand it so crookedly?

But when the fat woman heard this, she looked disdainful: "Phew, it's too crooked!" As she spoke, the fat woman grabbed the macho slave next to her, "Although you are not handsome, but you have a good body, the old lady wants you." ”

The macho man wanted to cry without tears, but as a slave, he had no power to resist at all, and was taken away after signing a new master-servant contract under the auspices of a slave merchant.

Zhang Ye breathed a sigh of relief and wished you all sexual happiness.

With the beginning of the fat woman, other buyers also bought their favorite slaves for various purposes, and the scene was hot, but Zhang Ye previously said that he had plum sores and chirped crookedly, but no one cared.

Not long after, except for Zhang Ye, there were only two or three slaves on the field, all of whom were old, weak, sick and disabled, so no one bought them.

The slave merchant felt that if he couldn't sell it, it would be a waste of food to pull it back, so he started a discount promotion, Zhang Ye's price dropped again and again, and when he sold two crystal nuclei, a voice finally sounded: "So cheap?