BLACKSMITH SYSTEM

Chapter 1: Forging system

Lingtai City was a market town formed by cultivators. Zhang Ye stood before the door of the blacksmith shop in the city, and his mind relaxed. This was the only thought left by his parents.

Zhang Ye's parents were small and casual farmers at the early stages of Qi purification. The path was hopeless, so they opened a blacksmith shop in Lingtai City to survive. Although they were not rich and wealthy, it was enough to support a family with their skills.

Before Zhang Ye was ten years old, he trained under the guidance of his parents. When he was free, he would also fight in the workshop. Since he had no talent for training, his parents thought that instead of letting him endure the hardships in Lingtai Town, it was better to send him in. Fanjie is a rich young master.

This way, Zhang Ye stayed in the Mortal Realm without worrying about food and clothing until he was 20 years old During the holidays, his parents would also come to the Mortal Realm to reunite with Zhang Ye.

Last Spring Festival, Zhang Ye waited in hope for his parents to return home for a reunion. He never thought that only a death notice would come. It turned out that there was a battle between the cultivators in the Eastern Region of the Spirit World and the Northern Region. His parents were called to join the army and become artisans with the army. They never want to face the enemy. Not only Zhang Old man Ye, but also craftsmen throughout the Eastern Region were killed and injured ...

Zhang Ye was in anguish and lost his wealth from the mortal world Finally, he asked a cultivator to take him to Lingtai City and return to the blacksmith shop that had countless memories with his parents.

Zhang Ye sighed, took out a spare key, and pushed open the entrance.

Stove, runway, blackout pool ... Zhang Ye remembered little by little living here with his parents. Even though he had received the results of his parents' death in battle, his eyes were still filled with tears.

Gradually, Zhang Ye became angry again, he hated the cultivation in the Northern Region for killing his parents, and even more hated his inability to take revenge. Zhang Ye grabbed the hammer and hit the runway hard with a thunderous sound to vent his anger.

Just when Zhang Ye was tired and sweating, a voice rang out in his mind.

"Ding Dong, the forging system was successfully implanted, and the host status is being tested ..."

"Host attributes are as follows:

Name: Zhang Ye

Fixes for: mortal

Forging rate: 1

Forging skills: None

Rated experience: 0/100

"

……

"System?" Zhang Ye was stunned, muttering to himself.

"My house master is here!"

Zhang Ye was stunned. If he felt that he had heard auditory hallucinations before, now he actually heard the answer in his mind, which left him slightly dumbfounded. He thought that he was overwhelmed and mentally confused. If not, why? did someone in his head speak?

"Home master doesn't have to worry about his mental state, this system really exists!"

"The complete name of this system is the forging system, which aims to help the host gradually grow into a god of forging ..."

"The blacksmith shop is currently being renovated. Once the renovation is complete, a beginner's gift will be issued and forging skills will be acquired - Feijian improvements (low-level artifacts) ..."

A series of quick tones made Zhang Ye gradually grasp the forging system, and he obtained the skill of refining a flying sword from thin air. He was as proficient as a master who had been a master for decades. This makes him very happy. In other words, He can inherit his parents' career and will most likely pass on the blacksmith shop!

Zhang Ye also discovered that everything in the workshop had undergone a systematic transformation.For example, the fire in the furnace had become red, yellow and blue, there were many mysterious lines in the hammer; for example, the fire in the furnace had become red, yellow and blue; the initially dry cooling pool is filled with colourful. Liquid; the foundation is black like ink, but there are many shining particles on it, like a starry sky at night ...

“System, can you tell me about these things?” Zhang Ye had only been in the cultivation world for ten years, so he asked where he recognized these things.

"The fire in the furnace is the original fire of the three flavors, which is eternal for eternity, and can smell everything in the world; the hammer is a Taoist tool left behind by the ancient Lightning God; the water in the cooling pond melted near the five-colored god stone that filled the skies of Nuwa; the iron Platform was made of star iron that melted a hundred thousand stars ... "

Zhang Ye was surprised, Although he did not know the value of other things, as the son of a blacksmith, he heard that a passage tool was the best weapon pursued by practitioners around the world! If you use the Dao tool to attack the iron, if you tell the other cultivators that just by disfiguring the Dao tool, Zhang Ye will definitely become the public enemy of the entire people in the cultivation world!

Freezing for a long time, Zhang Ye swallowed, and tried asking: “System, can I use a hammer to fight?” Just kidding, even if he did not have any cultivation skills, he could kill a piece of Taoism by throwing it around. Robust.

"All props provided by this system are prohibited from being used for any other purpose." The system said coldly, "But if the host's forging rate reaches a certain level, he has the right to change the rules."

"Ding Dong, after receiving the beginner mission, please help the customer to refine ten low-level magic weapon flying swords within three days. The task of refining the award flying sword (low level magic tool), upgrade to the first level! "

Zhang Ye's spiritual work, in order to complete the beginner's task, not only was he able to acquire new forging skills, but he was also able to increase his cultivation level? You know, Zhang Ye had no roots in cultivation, and even his parents gave up on him, only letting him become a rich young master in the mortal world. Now, the forging system could directly increase the cultivation base, and it was possible for Zhang Ye to avenge his parents.

But the next order of the system poured cold water on Zhang Ye: "As a future forging god, he must have his own dignity, he must have his own pride, he must repair his flying sword, he must repair his flying sword, and he can not ask the customer alone, and the price should not be too cheap. A piece of low-grade spirit stone. "

The most basic currency unit in the cultivation world was jade. One hundred jade was equal to one low-tier spirit stone. Zhang Ye was stunned. 100 full low-tier spirit stones could purchase a good low-tier flying sword. Who wants to fix it? Zhang Ye asked: "System, you also said that I am the god of forging in the future. I'm not now. Can you give a little discount to the customer?"

"No" The system did not say why, and simply and rudely rejected Zhang Ye's request. Zhang Ye sighed helplessly, and had to accept the system's arrangements.

Zhang Ye pondered that the mission time was only three days. Although it only took him less than half an hour to repair the flying sword, he was not famous now, and the cost was too expensive. So the fools came to patronize, didn't they?

Zhang Ye finally decided that sooner rather than later, he had to open the door for business first and see the effect.

Zhang Yegang opened the door and was about to put up a "iron" flag". His parents' blacksmith shop had no name. According to the rules, the flag on display symbolizes business.

At this moment, some outer disciples of the Lingtai Sect were advancing aggressively, with scorpions on the face of its leader, and waving his hands: "Close this shop!"

"Yes!" The outer disciple immediately took out the seal and prepared to seal the shop. Zhang Ye was slightly dazed, and quickly stepped forward to stop him: "Some masters, why did you close my shop?"

“You said it was your store? That's right, you have 30 low-grade spirit stones that are delinquent for three months, and hand them to me quickly, otherwise I will close your shop!” Ge Zizi carried his hands behind his back. Said his nose lifted.

Lingtai City was a market town under the jurisdiction of the Xianmen Lingtai Sect. If you are doing business in the city, you will have to pay the rent to the Lingtai Sect. Its rules.

Since his parents died a few months ago, the store was unattended, and the rent was naturally delinquent. Zhang Ye wanted to pay the rent, but he touched his arm. There were only a few pieces of silver in the mortal world. What the real world used was Jade or worthless spirit stones.

In order to maintain his parents' shop, Zhang Ye had to say: "This elf master, can you give me a few days of grace, and I will definitely pay the rent later."

“I don't have any money to say fart, come here, seal the shop for me!” Brother Yuzi rolled his eyes and immediately ordered.

"Teacher, can you take a step to speak ..." Zhang Ye was in the mortal world for ten years and was so sophisticated. He heard Brother Yu's intention to ask for a bribe, and said hesitantly, "You came to take the rent in three days, and I'll get five extra days. A piece of low-tier spirit stone, only served as tea money for the troubled master to travel again! "

Money can cause ghosts to grind, but the collection of the rent is delayed for three days.For outer disciples who only have three low-grade spirit stones in their monthly salary, there is no reason to, a bribe of five spirit stones was more than enough.

“What do you mean, you want to buy me five low-tier spirit stones?” Brother Yuzi said correctly, pressing his hand on the sword hilt, and it seemed like he had been greatly humiliated.

Zhang Ye frowned As a human, even if Brother Yu was only an outer disciple of the Lingtai Sect, it wouldn't be something he could handle. Just as Zhang Ye was wondering what was wrong, Brother Yuzi suddenly smiled at him: "What? Ten low-tier spirit stones, then it's okay."

Zhang Ye was surprised, damn it, he didn't say anything! But then he understood that Brother Yuzi felt that the benefits were too small.

Zhang Ye was confident in his skills. As long as he could open a business, there was no difference between five and ten low-tier spirit stones. He nodded and said, "Yes, ten low-tier spirit stones!"

Brother Juzi felt that Zhang Ye was on his way, UU read www.uukanshu.com closed the team with a smile, and when he left, he threatened Zhang Ye in a low voice: "If I can't enter the three-day spirit stone, don't blame me for asking you. Alive. "

Zhang Ye looked at the departing Lingtai Sect disciples, thinking, the poor people in the mortal realm yearn for the life of a cultivator, but in reality, the spiritual realm is the cruelest and weakest feeding ground! If you don't want to be bullied, you can only be better than everyone else!

Zhang Ye hung the flag with the word 'Iron', this was his first trip in the spiritual world!

Some outer disciples of the Lingtai Sect were walking haughtily on the road. One of them asked: "Boss, that guy just looked like a human. How could he obtain dozens of low-tier spirit stones in three days?"

Brother Yuzi smiled: "Do you think I don't see that he is human? Whether he stole or robbed her, I will pay the rent within three days. I got ten spiritual stones. If he can't pay, I can just kill someone, why would I get it! "

“Bos wise!” Yipiao's subordinate was quickly flattered.

As some people were walking arrogantly in the market, Ge Zizi suddenly caught a glimpse of a pair of inner disciples dressed in blue, and immediately ran over, flattering: "Sister and sister, respectively, I don't know what wind blew you here ? What can I do for you? From? "

Ling Taizong, the outer disciple wore Tsing Yi, the inner disciple wore blue clothes, and the true disciple wore purple clothes, and the grades were tight, so Brother Junzi behaved like head and ears bowed.

The inner disciples in blue clothes were male and female, men looking handsome, with sword eyebrows and star eyes, and his name was Duguce, the woman was petite, beautiful, and slim, she said, called Han Ling'er.

Duguce looked at brother Yuzi in front of him, and there was a touch of disdain in his eyes: "Are you an outer disciple in charge of Lingtai City? It just so happened that my sister's flying sword was broken. You can help me introduce a blacksmith who can refine flying swords. "