Zhang Ye told Wu Jian that when he came across a suitable spirit, he took it to help him attach it. Wu Jian thanked him again and again, and solemnly said: "Master Zhang, from now on, you will be my friend of the Three Corpse Sect. Whoever dares to bully You, Wu Jian, I am the first to let him go!"

Zhang Ye was polite. Hearing Wu Jian said that he belonged to the Three Corpse Sect, he curiously said: "By the way, you Three Corpse Sect, what do you want the Soul Coffin to do."

Wu Jian scratched his head: "The soul coffin is used to sleep." After speaking, Wu Jian placed the best soul coffin on the ground and squatted in.

Why squat? Because the soul coffin built by Zhang Ye is not long enough, it is difficult for Wu Jian to squat in.

"Isn't it uncomfortable?" Zhang Ye asked unbearably when he saw this look.

"It's not uncomfortable at all, but it's comfortable. Master Zhang, why don't you come in and try it?" Wu Jian looked aside and moved aside, but couldn't make a gap.

Although the soul coffin was a magic weapon, it was essentially just a coffin, and Zhang Ye definitely didn't want to lie in it.

Zhang Ye remembered something, Ning Kong pointed a finger, the brilliance flowed, and suddenly, this one-foot-long Supreme Soul Coffin suddenly enlarged, enough to make Wu Jian lie down comfortably.

Zhang Ye said, "Like I did just now, the size of the soul coffin can be adjusted."

Wu Jian was so excited that he slapped in the soul coffin, manipulating the soul coffin, growing up and down, like a child, playing happily.

Zhang Ye didn’t care about him anymore. He thanked Chairman Sima in the past. Chairman Sima said: “Zhang Ye, next month, the Five Domain Young Forger Exchange Conference will be held in Tiandao City. If you can get some results, There will be huge rewards, do you want to participate?"

This five-domain young forging master exchange conference is an event jointly organized by the five major domains in the south, east, north, and west of the spirit world. It is both an exchange and a competition. Once every five years, this year it's just the turn of the Dongyu Tiandao City to hold it.

President Sima came this time mainly because he wanted to invite Zhang Ye to participate in this youth exchange meeting. The Magic Treasure Association has a recommended quota, and no one is more suitable than Zhang Ye.

Zhang Ye heard that he could not only exchange experience with Wuyu's forgers, but also get rich rewards, and was ready to agree, but he stopped suddenly: "I'm sorry, President, I don't have time."

Zhang Ye refused to participate in an activity that others want to participate in when they break their heads?

President Sima persuaded Zhang Ye with all his heart, but Zhang Ye found various reasons to decline. At this moment, the forging system dinged and triggered a side mission: "Please participate in the five-domain young forging master exchange meeting, and get The leader, reward the cultivation base to be promoted by one level."

Zhang Ye just completed the side mission, and it was in the middle of the golden core. He deliberately rejected Chairman Sima, just to see if he could trigger the side mission again.

Unexpectedly, the system was really fooled, and a side mission broke out. Once it was completed, the cultivation base would rise again, and the Nascent Soul realm was not that far away.

"Hey, since you don't want to participate, then I'll find someone else." Seeing Zhang Ye, President Sima sighed and prepared to leave.

Zhang Ye said, "I'll go."

"Xiaoyou Zhang, why are you swearing?" President Sima looked dumbfounded. This is too disrespectful.

"No, I mean I participated in the exchange meeting of young blacksmiths." Zhang Ye said.

President Sima looked happy, but he was puzzled: "But you just said there is no time."

"Chairman Sima, didn't you say that this is about the face of the Eastern Region, even if I don't have time, I have to sacrifice the ego, complete the greater self, and fight for the honor of the Eastern Region!" Zhang Ye said so. A righteous remark.

President Sima has a sore nose. There are not many young people who are so responsible, ambitious and ideal. There is still hope for the future of the Eastern Region!

After the agreed time, President Sima said goodbye and left. At this moment, a miserable cry came: "Master Zhang, help!"

Zhang Ye turned his head, speechless, Wu Jian, this guy, somehow played a lot, the soul coffin shrank into a ball, and a master of transcendence was squeezed to foam and couldn't move.

...

In the Heavenly Soldier Pavilion, the four principals were kneeling in the main hall, and the Lord of the Heavenly Soldier Pavilion was long overdue.

"Let's talk, what kind of reward do you want." The pavilion master was full of spring breeze, thinking that the four major leaders crushed Zhang Ye and restored the reputation loss of the Tianbing Pavilion.

The four principals looked at each other and kowtowed their heads and said, "Subordinates dare not ask for rewards." Of course, they didn't dare to ask for them. The defeat was a terrible defeat. It is estimated that the news will come in a little while.

"Although it's not a great achievement, you can also have some rewards." The pavilion owner of the Heavenly Soldier Pavilion thought that several principals were too polite.

The four principals did not dare to say that they had lost in person, but bit the bullet and politely refused: "Doing things for the sect, it should be, it should be."

At this moment, a disciple of the Heavenly Soldier Pavilion took the jade slip into the main hall: "Report to the Pavilion Master, the information just collected."

As the master of a sect, you don't need to go out at all. Collecting information once every hour is enough for the master of the Heavenly Soldier Pavilion to grasp the world's major events.

The four principals were silent in the hall, and the pavilion master took the jade slips and read the latest news with a smile.

But right after that, the pavilion master’s facial muscles twitched, his anger was wide, and he grabbed the chair and smashed it over: “Fuck, I said why you guys didn’t dare to ask for a reward, it turned out to be a loss!”

"The four teamed up and even lost to Zhang Ye. You have lost all your faces!"

Although the four principals repeatedly begged for mercy, the pavilion master took out an iron rod and slammed the four principals into speechlessness.

If the chief elder hadn't come forward to dissuade, I'm afraid the four principals would be beaten to death.

"Pavilion Master, it's not that the four principals didn't work hard, it's that Zhang Ye is too cunning!" said the chief elder, "It won't help to kill them. The most important thing is how to crush Zhang Ye and revive the prestige of my Heavenly Soldier Pavilion!"

The pavilion master fought for a while, and his anger was almost gone. Hearing what the chief elder said, he suddenly thought about it.

At this moment, the four principals asked: "Pavilion Master, please also give your subordinates a chance to atone for their sins!"

Hearing this, the pavilion master slapped an iron rod again: "What do you guys have the ability to redeem your merits?"

The chief elder took a lot of effort to let the pavilion master calm down.

"I just received the news that the Magic Treasure Association recommended Zhang Ye to participate in the Young Forger Exchange Conference. In that case, let Xiu'er defeat Zhang Ye at the conference!"

The pavilion master pondered for a while and made such a decision.

"Pavilion Master, in front of the five-domain masters, if we fight in the nest, we will be laughed at?" Tianbing Pavilion also has a recommended place. The chief elder understands the plan of the Pavilion Master and wants to let Young Master Yun Xiu come out and run over at the exchange meeting. Suppress Zhang Ye to restore the reputation loss of Tianbing Pavilion.

As for who the Lord Yunxiu is, that is the only son of the Lord of the Heavenly Soldier Pavilion. He is highly talented and is known as one of the four great masters of Heavenly Dao City. If the Lord of the Heavenly Dao City retreats one day, it must be the Lord Yunxiu's successor.

"Joke? Only the loser will be laughed at!" The pavilion master looked into the distance with his hands on his back.

...

In Tiandao City, the news that Zhang Ye had produced the best soul coffin once again caused waves. People flocked to ask Zhang Ye to build the best spirit weapon. Just imagine that with two lower grade celestial stones and materials, you can have a lower grade king weapon. Who doesn't want a comparable superb spirit weapon!

However, Zhang Ye will close the door immediately after receiving the ten customers he has reserved. It's not that he can't make ends meet with the money. The key is that you have unfinished money. Why do you compete? Don't tire yourself.

The monk outside the blacksmith's shop was unwilling to come in vain, shouting the name of Master Zhang.

The shopkeeper of a firm on the verge of bankruptcy came to the magic blacksmith shop and made up his mind that no matter what method was used, he must reach a cooperation with Zhang Ye, and use Zhang Ye's reputation to let the firm tide over the difficulties.

Unfortunately, with so many people, even Zhang Yemao couldn't see one, and the shopkeeper felt that the firm was about to finish.

The shopkeeper of the firm looked at the crowds outside the blacksmith shop, and only felt that people were more popular than others. If his firm had so many customers, it wouldn't make a lot of money. As a result, Zhang Yemen didn't open the door. The master's temper was really weird.

The shopkeeper of the firm was about to leave sadly, when he suddenly thought of something, he slapped his forehead, and then danced and said, "I sent it!"

The shopkeeper of the firm ran away frantically, and the monks around the smithy looked at each other, holding the grass, and Zhang Ye couldn't open the door, driving everyone crazy. Is that exaggeration?

In other words, the shopkeeper of the firm returned to the firm, mobilized the remaining funds, bought the reservation tickets issued by Murong Hongzhuang with a lot of money, and then reselled them to other monks. With this method, the shopkeeper of the firm really survived the difficulties, and the business is getting bigger and bigger. , More and more branches opened. But without exception, Zhang Ye’s longevity tablet will be offered in the store as a sign of gratitude.

Because the shopkeeper of this firm has his surname Huang, all the merchants who follow him to resell bills call themselves scalpers because they want to be as bullish as the shopkeeper Huang!

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"System, can you add a sound insulation effect to the blacksmith's array?" Zhang Ye was upset by the noise in the blacksmith's shop and asked about the forging system.

"A piece of low-grade immortal stone can be upgraded." The system showed its consistent urinary properties.

"Fuck!" Zhang Ye was not stupid. After thinking about it, he immediately returned to the shop and created a pair of earplug protectors, enough to defend against Jindan-level sonic attacks!

The whole world was quiet. Zhang Ye laughed and was about to cook. The pangolin suddenly came over to hold Zhang Ye's thigh and said a lot.

"What are you talking about?" Zhang Ye roared, pangolin shrank.

The pangolin gestured again, and Zhang Ye patted its little head: "You said a hole was made? Not bad, not bad!"

The pangolin covered its ears with its small paws, with a stunned expression. Why did Zhang Ye whisper, talking so loudly? Who are you scaring!

Zhang Ye came to the big hole of the pangolin plane, which was able to defend against the invasion of the master of transformation, but still failed to withstand the toss of the pangolin.

Zhang Ye used consciousness to summon the forging system: "System, find loopholes!"

"Ding Dong, the loopholes have been fixed, and the rewards are improved by one level." The upgraded system was quick to respond and directly responded to Zhang Ye.

That beauty in Zhang Ye’s heart, today’s fortune is in the limelight, and he has even been promoted to two levels, and he is in the late stage of the golden core. If you let others know that you break through so fast, will you be jealous of a large group of people?

"System, thank you Ang!" Zhang Ye was grateful because he was happy.

"Warning the host, if you scream at this system again, you will be punished by lowering the level of cultivation!"

Zhang Ye had a black line on his face. He couldn't hear his own voice at all, so he picked up the pangolin: "Is my voice really loud? Why don't I feel it at all!"

The pangolin died at an unknown age.