The market of all worlds is vast, and the great powers of the heavens are gathered here, communicating with each other and prospering economically. Ｘ

Each area operates a different type of business, and it is impossible for Zhang Ye to go to Fengyue Place to open a blacksmith shop, right?

So after Zhang Ye recovered from his injury, he came to the area where the Lingbao was traded, which brought together all levels of forgers and all kinds of Lingbao, Zhang Ye was looking for the address to open the store, while observing the Lingbao of the Ten Thousand Worlds, and gained a lot.

Since blowing up the True Martial World in the Xuanhuang Universe, Zhang Ye has faintly comprehended the forging state of mind of destruction, and now, he has learned to use the power of the origin to create the spirit treasure of the Ten Thousand Worlds, and has comprehended a new artistic conception, as for what it is, he has not yet figured it out.

However, Zhang Ye felt that in this Ten Thousand Realms market, it was very likely that he would be able to help him comprehend the forging skills of the Creation Artifact, which was a kind of man, phew, the intuition of a forger.

Gradually, Zhang Ye also had some understanding of this Lingbao area, such as the largest Lingbao store, called Baolai Pavilion, whose business was called a big one, and it was many times stronger than the heyday of the magical blacksmith shop.

This is also nonsense, after all, Baolai Pavilion is doing the business of the heavens and all worlds, and it is not at the same level as Zhang Ye's blacksmith shop.

Looking out of the shops that occupy a few streets in the Baolai Pavilion, Zhang Ye did not feel envious, it is true that the business of the Baolai Pavilion is very big, but he always feels that there is something missing, it is too commercial?

Zhang Ye put his hands behind his back, ready to continue to look for a suitable location for his store, and suddenly caught a glimpse of a skinny Lingbao shop in the middle of the shops of several streets on the scale of Baolai Pavilion, with the name "Renhe Lingbao Zhai" written on the quaint signboard.

Please forgive the skinny description of that shop, mainly compared to the Baolai Pavilion's Yuxuanang, like a malnourished dry old man.

Zhang Ye was thinking so, and sure enough, a dry old man walked out of the door of the shop: "Shopkeeper Wu, my shop will not be sold to you no matter what, please!"

A rich fat man walked out with an angry face on his face, and flicked his sleeves: "Old man Li, I really don't understand what you mean by fighting with our Baolai Pavilion." If you think the purchase price is low, okay, I will pay three times the price, which is enough for you to retire!"

The dry old man craned his neck, like an angry rooster: "Roll on, no matter how much money Lao Tzu has, it is not uncommon." ”

The rich fat man pointed to the old man's nose and said hatefully: "See how long you can hold on, let's see!"

The rich fat man walked out of the old man's shop, turned around and entered the door of the Baolai Pavilion next door, Zhang Ye understood that it was the Baolai Pavilion that wanted to buy the shop sandwiched between their Baolai Pavilion.

However, at a glance, the whole street is full of golden and splendid Treasure Pavilion stores, except for a shabby and dilapidated small shop in the middle, like a large black cavity in a row of white teeth, which damages the image. If Zhang Ye was the owner of Baolai Pavilion, he would have worked hard to acquire this small shop, otherwise he would be stuck in his throat.

Zhang Ye shook his head, his own affairs were not neat, what did he worry about for others, and he was about to leave, but he saw a notice posted at the door of "Renhe Lingbao Zhai" "Transfer of this store".

Zhang Ye was puzzled, if you want to transfer it, why don't you sell it to Baolai Pavilion?

Zhang Ye hesitated for a moment, not only because of curiosity, but also because he wanted to open a store, so he boarded the door of Renhe Lingbao Zhai.

The old man seemed to be still angry, and when he saw Zhang Ye coming to the door, he calmed down for a long time, and then his expression eased slightly, and asked, "Is the guest officer going to build a spiritual treasure?"

Zhang Ye glanced at the inside of the shop, and the magic blacksmith shop was a little similar, the furnace was in the back, the front desk did not sell finished products, and it was expected to only accept the customer's customization and forge on site.

Zhang Ye was much more cordial when he saw this scene, and arched his hand: "I'm not here to build Lingbao, I just saw that the shop was transferred outside the shop, so I wanted to come and see it." ”

The dry old man's expression that had just recovered became inexplicably angry again: "Baolai Pavilion sent you, right? Get out, I said I wouldn't sell you Baolai Pavilion!"

Zhang Ye frowned, but he didn't get angry, but explained: "I have nothing to do with Baolai Pavilion, mainly because I want to store and run Lingbao by myself." ”

The dry old man squinted his eyes, discerning the authenticity of Zhang Ye's words, and he said: "This store is to be transferred, but you have also seen my store, sandwiched in the middle of the Baolai Pavilion, there is no business at all, why do you fancy this store?"

The old man was both discerning and curious.

Zhang Ye heard the dry old man's inquiry, and thought about it, sandwiched in the middle of the Baolai Pavilion, it would definitely be troublesome to do business in the future.

However, Zhang Ye turned around the Lingbao area today, and there are no other shops to transfer, so if you can take down this Renhe Lingbao Zhai, it will be troublesome.

Zhang Ye said: "The location of the store is a little unsatisfactory, but I am not afraid of trouble. ”

What Zhang Ye said is also the truth, as a Hongmeng-level forger, he is really not afraid of this Baolai Pavilion.

Hearing Zhang Ye's answer, the old man hesitated again and again, and still said, "The store cannot be transferred to you." ”

Zhang Ye thinks this old man is so weird, he obviously wants to sell the store, neither to Baolai Pavilion nor to himself, so you just tear up the notice outside the door.

Zhang Ye suppressed his anger and asked, "Why can't you transfer it to me?"

"Even if I don't have a person from the Baolai Pavilion, the forging skills must be commonplace, if the shop is handed over to you, sooner or later it will not be able to operate, and the shop will be sold to the Baolai Pavilion at that time!" said the dry old man, his expression becoming more and more determined.

Zhang Ye was a little speechless, could it be that the forging master had to look like a strange old man? But Zhang Ye was more curious than this, and asked, "By the way, why can't your shop be sold to Baolai Pavilion?"

If it was the trust of Baolai Pavilion, Zhang Ye would not have asked such a question, and the old man Ganba trusted a lot, so he replied: "Actually, if the store is sold to Baolai Pavilion, I can indeed get a lot of money, which is enough for me to spend this life in peace." ”

"But I'm a forger, and the meaning of my life is to provide all kinds of spiritual treasures for cultivators. It is true that I can't continue to operate, and sooner or later I will have to close my business, and handing over Renhe Lingbao Zhai to Baolai Pavilion will also serve more cultivators. ”

"However, the Baolai Pavilion only does the business of the great monks, so the price is expensive, if he continues to expand like this, where will those little monks get the spiritual treasure?"

"So, I won't sell the shop to Treasure Pavilion!"

When Zhang Ye heard the words of the dry old man, his first reaction was that he wanted to laugh, such a big person, why is he still so naïve, Baolai Pavilion does not do the business of little monks, there are always others who will do it. But then, Zhang Ye was silent and couldn't laugh anymore.

This dry old man, in the face of huge interests, still adheres to the concept of serving the monk as a forger, this is a real forger who is so pure that it is outrageous, even if Zhang Ye can create a Hongmeng-level spirit treasure, he is a little ashamed of himself at this moment.

It's like a rich man donating millions to refugees, and a poor person only donates two taels of silver, it seems that the rich man pays a lot, but he doesn't know that two taels of silver is all that the poor do!

The old man may not be a top blacksmith, but he has done his best to fight against the monopoly of the Treasure Pavilion, just to serve more people. This is exactly the same as the poor man who donated two taels, so Zhang Ye was ashamed of himself.

"Please......" The dry old man raised his hand and sent off the guest.

Zhang Ye hesitated for a moment, took out a Hongmeng Treasure, refined it out of thin air, and then reshaped it into another HarmonyOS Treasure: "Senior, please transfer the store to me." ”

Previously, the old man did not transfer the store to Zhang Ye because he was afraid that he would not be able to operate, so Zhang Ye deliberately showed his forging ability. As for calling the old man, a low-level immortal, a senior, it was Zhang Ye out of respect for the forger.

This old man was a little dumbfounded when he saw the scene of Zhang Smelter, and he estimated that he was lying in his heart, this young man turned out to be a Hongmeng-level forger?

The old man came back to his senses and said with a wry smile: "The seniors don't dare to be, Your Excellency is the seniors." ”

"The way of forging is not only the ability to refine weapons, but also the heart of forging is more important, and the younger generation is ashamed of itself!" Zhang Ye said modestly, which doubled the old man's favor.

The two exchanged pleasantries for a while, and each reported their names, the old man's name was Li Renhe, who was worthy of being a person of Daren Yamato, he said: "Zhang Xiaoyou, the old man is incompetent, and he really can't run it, so he transferred the store, but he didn't want to bury Renhe Lingbao Zhai, so he dragged it until now." ”

"But the old man believes that you are the destined person I am looking for, and Lingbao Zhai can transfer you. ”

Zhang Ye's face was overjoyed: "Then thank you seniors, I don't know how much the transfer fee is?"

Li Renhe shook his head and said, "Don't worry, I'll transfer Lingbao Zhai to you, but you have to promise me a request." There are some old guests in Lingbao Zhai, although the cultivation is not high, and they are not very rich, but after you take over Lingbao Zhai, please don't refuse them. ”

Li Renhe felt that this might have wronged Zhang Ye, a Hongmeng-level forger, and added: "If you agree, don't pay this transfer fee." ”

Zhang Ye was stunned, stood solemnly, and arched his hand: "The seniors are worried, and the younger generations hereby solemnly promise that not only the old guests of Lingbao Zhai, but also the other guests, regardless of their cultivation, whether they are rich or poor, will also accept them." ”

"As for the transfer fee, the seniors must accept it!"

Zhang Ye doesn't need to save money to unlock forging skills now, so the demand for wealth is not so great, and the purpose of his shop is to find the lost Tuanzi, Ah Hua and others, and second, to contact the heroes of the Ten Thousand Worlds to find a way to target the Lord of Darkness.

In this way, Zhang Ye ordered Renhe Lingbao Zhai, that Li Renhe was full of affection and reluctance to the store, but he also knew that Zhang Ye would not bury the store, so he immediately packed his bags and left.

When Li Renhe walked to the street, he inexplicably wanted to look back again. In the past, Renhe Ling Bao Zhai hit the lamb that seemed to fall into the mouth of the tiger in the pavement of the Baolai Pavilion Street.

But at this moment, Li Renhe had an illusion that Lingbaozhai was like a nail nailed to the dragon vein of Baolai Pavilion.

Li Renhe laughed, brushed his sleeves and left,