Zhang Ye just closed the door, and there was a ding dong in his mind: "The side quest is completed, and you will get a seal." ”

A boxy seal appeared in Zhang Ye's hand, the material was warm and moist, it must not be a mortal thing, Zhang Ye turned the seal over, wanted to see what words were engraved on it, but found that there was not a word on the printing surface.

"System, is it difficult for me to engrave the words myself?" Zhang Ye didn't know how to carve at all.

"Please customize the four words of the host. The system prompted.

Customization, Zhang Ye thought about it and joked: "Do you think it's okay to engrave 'Zhang Ye is so handsome'?"

"Ding-dong, the carving is complete. ”

Zhang Ye had a black line on his face, are you serious about kidding? Hurriedly looked at the printing surface, and sure enough, the four characters in the small seal font 'Zhang Ye is so handsome'.

"Can you modify it?" Zhang Ye was a little speechless.

"Once engraved, it must not be modified. The system coldly rejected Zhang Ye.

It's really lifting a stone to shoot himself in the foot, Zhang Ye is the future god of forging, such a seal is too casual, but Zhang Ye immediately thought about it, Lao Tzu is so handsome, I'm afraid of an egg.

I have to say that Zhang Ye is going farther and farther on the road of vulgar narcissism.

Immediately, Zhang Ye took out the local tyrant sword, covered it with a seal, and four big red characters 'Zhang Ye is handsome' appeared on the sword, just like carving, with clear lines.

After stamping the seal, the power of the flying sword suddenly increased by one percent, and Zhang Ye was sure that the current Tuhao sword could be comparable to the lower grade spirit weapon. By the way, the Great Elder of the Lingtai Sect only applied a camouflage to the Tuhao Sword, not a sealing power, as long as it did not stimulate the full power of the unearthed Hao Sword, it was no different from a high-grade magic weapon.

Zhang Ye hugged the local tyrant sword and slept beautifully. The sun rose as usual the next day, Zhang Ye opened the door refreshed, closed for two days, and it will definitely be open today, after all, the improvement of the forging level requires him to continue to work and accumulate experience.

As soon as the door opened, the monks who had been waiting for a long time rushed in, and they all hugged their fists and saluted Zhang Ye: "Congratulations to Boss Zhang, refining a high-grade magic weapon." ”

"Boss Zhang is young and promising, and he is really a model for my generation!"

......

Even if he helped them repair and refine before, he was not respected to this point, and then Zhang Ye understood, although he had superb forging skills in the past, he still belonged to the ranks of craftsmen, but after refining a high-grade magic weapon (actually a top-grade magic weapon), he was enough to rank among the first-class masters, at least, in terms of forging flying sword technology, even Elder Ouyang could not compare to him, these monks, can they not stutter?

Zhang Ye, who understood this, just nodded slightly to the monks, and didn't take those flattering words too seriously.

Seeing that Zhang Ye did not look young and vigorous at all, many monks guarded against arrogance and rashness, and admired a lot in their hearts, and someone proposed: "Boss Zhang, I didn't see it yesterday, can you let us see what the high-grade magic weapon looks like......

"Yes, Boss Zhang, you are good, I heard about the birth of a high-grade magic weapon yesterday, I didn't sleep all night, just let me take a look. ”

"By the way, Boss Zhang, do you sell your top-grade magic weapons?"

"Come on, you, even if Boss Zhang sells it, can you afford it?"

The monks were joking, and there was no shortage of suspicions of currying favor with Zhang Ye, and they only hoped that Zhang Ye could show off his high-grade magic weapon and open everyone's eyes.

"Don't show it. "Zhang Ye simply and rudely rejected a group of monks who flattered him, the sword I worked so hard to fight, why do you have to give it to me if you want to see it?

The monks complained: "Boss Zhang, I'm an old customer in our shop, and there are a lot of pieces of meat to look at." ”

"Boss Zhang, is this good, I pay for it, can it be used as a visit fee?"

......

The monks begged, and even tempted, Zhang Ye said coldly: "Who else wants to see the sword, raise your hand?"

"I, I!" The monks thought that Zhang Ye was relieved, and hurriedly raised their hands to sign up.

"Okay, all those who raised their hands just now will leave. Zhang Ye Shen said, "Because this is not within the business scope of this store." ”

The faces of the monks who raised their hands stiffened, and they were in a groove, Boss Zhang, you are in a trap...... A group of people waved their hands again and again, never mentioning the matter of looking at the sword again: "I almost forgot, I came to maintain the flying sword!"

"Yes, yes, the inner door is about to start, sharpen the knife and cut the wood!"

Zhang Ye smiled and didn't speak, took the sword of the monk at the front, and began to temper.

Zhang Ye is a workaholic, once he starts working, he hardly rests, after refining a flying sword every day, he begins to repair the flying sword endlessly, and now his fame is great, even if the fee is expensive, there is an endless stream of people repairing the flying sword.

During this period, someone took the time to pluck up the courage to ask: "Boss Zhang, when will you start adding new business? For example, sell or help build a high-grade flying sword?"

This is the problem that everyone is most concerned about at present, now Zhang Ye's blacksmith shop only has two businesses: repair and refining, but Zhang Ye can obviously create high-grade magic weapons, but he does not carry out this business, and the monks are very anxious.

"It depends on the mood. Zhang Ye didn't tell the truth, in fact, the high-grade magic weapon was a fart to him, because as long as he had the right materials, he could refine the best magic weapon casually, and even, he couldn't refine the low-grade magic weapon, so as not to be too shocking, he wanted to start the business of flying sword building after a while, after all, everyone should be low-key.

The monks sighed for a long time, the top ten unsolved mysteries in the cultivation realm, Boss Zhang's mood can definitely be counted as the number one.

Zhang Ye was in full swing here, and Han Linger's father, Han Wushuang, received the news and hurried back to his cave mansion.

"I've seen the Great Elder!" Han Wushuang saluted respectfully, not knowing what the Great Elder had suddenly summoned him, he looked at his daughter who was standing aside with a puzzled look.

Because of the presence of the Great Elder, Han Ling'er was inconvenient to explain, so she just gave her father a reassuring look.

The Great Elder stroked his beard: "No courtesy." Immediately, the Great Elder sacrificed a scroll of soul flags, "Wushuang, I heard that you want to borrow the soul gathering banner to resurrect Xiaoya?"

Xiao Ya is Han Linger's mother Zhao Ya, Han Wushuang's expression trembled when he saw the Soul Gathering Banner, this was the only possibility for him to save his wife, and immediately said excitedly: "Yes." ”

The Great Elder nodded: "Your husband and wife have made great contributions in the war between the two domains, but the sect has not fulfilled its due duties, so the old man brought the Soul Gathering Banner and tried it to see if he could bring back Xiaoya's soul." ”

Han Wushuang's eyes were red, and he didn't know what to say for a while, so he kowtowed heavily: "Thank you, Great Elder!"

The Great Elder shook his head slightly: "Don't thank me yet, the Soul Gathering Banner was severely injured in the battle between the two domains, and it fell from a high-grade spiritual weapon to a medium-grade magic weapon, and its power is not as good as before, so the old man does not dare to guarantee success." ”

Han Wushuang nodded, he knew that the Zhenzong Soul Gathering Banner had been hit hard, and it could even be said that the Soul Gathering Banner was used less once than once, which was why it was necessary to use a lot of merit in exchange for the right to use it once, he said: "Whether it is successful or not, the disciple is grateful for the kindness of the Great Elder!"

"If you want to be grateful, you and Xiaoya have a good daughter. The Great Elder smiled kindly, and there was brilliance circulating in his hand, and the Soul Gathering Banner grew in the wind.

Han Wushuang was a little puzzled by the Great Elder's words, and he worked tirelessly to complete the tasks of the sect, but he still failed to reach the level of using the Soul Gathering Banner enough, never thought that the Great Elder personally used the Soul Gathering Banner, and it was actually his daughter's credit?

But now that the Soul Gathering Banner has been activated, Han Wushuang didn't have the heart to ask his daughter, but just looked at the Soul Gathering Banner with hope.

The Soul Gathering Banner was dark all over, exuding a sinister aura, when the Soul Gathering Banner grew to the size of a sail, it stopped growing, Han Wushuang saw in his eyes, the Soul Gathering Banner was indeed seriously injured, and the Soul Gathering Banner in its heyday, once it was launched, it would cover the sky and the sun, and it would definitely not look like this.

But Han Wushuang clenched his fists, he believed that by the Great Elder casting spells, his wife's soul would definitely be able to be recalled, which was also his obsession.

The Great Elder made a handprint, and the Soul Gathering Banner made a buzzing sound, which was the machine spirit resisting, but the Great Elder scolded: "Evil animal, how dare you resist the law?"

The Soul Gathering Banner trembled for a moment, and then there was no abnormality.

The Great Elder looked solemn and said to Han Linger, "Han Linger, use your essence blood to guide your mother's soul!"

"Yes!" Han Ling'er immediately bit her finger, and a drop of blood flew towards the Soul Gathering Banner.

At this moment, in the Soul Gathering Banner, a black humanoid skeleton came out and swallowed Han Ling'er's blood in one gulp, this was the Soul Gathering Banner's instrument spirit, and the Great Elder had been scolding it before.

The humanoid skeleton swallowed Han Ling'er's blood, still a little reluctant, but the Great Elder's eyes widened, and the humanoid skeleton was startled, and immediately stretched out his hands, grabbed the air in front of him, and tore it fiercely.

It seems to have opened the door to another world, and through this rift, you can see the corpse mountains and blood sea of the other world, this is, the legendary underworld?

Han Ling'er almost couldn't hold back, she almost vomited, and even Han Wushuang was pale.

At this moment, a woman's figure suddenly appeared on the opposite side of the rift, Han Wushuang's expression was excited, and he blurted out with tears in his eyes: "Xiaoya!"

Han Ling'er also saw that figure, which was her mother.

The woman's face was peaceful, and when her figure gradually became clear from a blur, she suddenly opened her eyes, she looked at everything suspiciously, and when she saw Han Wushuang and Han Ling'er, she opened her mouth to say something, but no one could hear her words, as if there was an invisible barrier separating the two worlds.

"Hurry!" the Great Elder clasped his hands together, and a golden light flew towards the Soul Gathering Banner, and the humanoid skeleton roared, and the skeleton hand reached into the space-time rift.

As soon as the skeleton hand grasped Zhao Ya's soul and was slowly withdrawing, several people present breathed a sigh of relief, as long as Zhao Ya's soul was brought back, it could be resurrected.

But at this moment, a firstborn two-horned rakshasa appeared, it looked very angry, brandished a scythe, and directly chopped off the skeleton hand.

The skeleton man howled in pain, turned into black smoke, and disappeared into the Soul Gathering Banner.

"No!" Han Wushuang hugged his head and let out a cry of pain, obviously he was almost able to bring Zhao Ya's soul back, and he never thought that he would encounter the guards of the underworld!

The Great Elder also sighed a little, and immediately sealed it, preparing to close the space-time rift, just as the rift gradually contracted, the Rakshasa of the underworld, as if seeing the scene here, immediately reached out and grabbed the space-time rift that was about to heal, it roared, wanting to tear it open again to descend into this world.

The Great Elder's expression changed: "Not good!"