There are also furnace owners who want to pass the money directly to Zhang Ye, but Zhang Ye insists on his principle: "Today, I belong to Lord Ritian."

This sounded weird, but it also greeted the respect of the masters. It is really rare for a small apprentice to stick to his credit in the face of huge wealth.

Later, with the assistance of Zhang Ye, Li Ritian once again succeeded in creating an innate spirit treasure. This success rate has already set a record for the Forge.

At this time, the day's work came to an end, and Li Ritian said to Zhang Ye: "Xiao Zhang, thank you for your hard work."

There has never been a master craftsman who would be so polite to an apprentice. The reason why Zhang Ye can enjoy this treatment is mainly because he has shown his value.

Zhang Ye was modest, and Li Ritian changed his words: "Xiao Zhang, will you still follow me tomorrow?"

Before Li Ritian had finished speaking, a furnace-handling figure flickered and blocked him. He smiled at Zhang Ye, took out a hundred low-grade sky stones and handed them to Zhang Ye: "You didn't accept it before, now it's okay? Follow me tomorrow."

Li Ritian was dissatisfied and prepared to say something, but the masters were surprisingly united and shouted: "The apprentice is not yours, first come first served!"

Li Ritian didn't dare to provoke public anger, so he had to give up.

As for Zhang Ye, he used to charge fees mainly because he wanted to save some sky stones for the lottery. Now that he has already saved up the lottery fees, he doesn't plan to charge any more. After all, his current status is an apprentice, so he must be measured.

Zhang Ye was trying to return the money to this master, but the master was particularly angry: "What's the matter, you accept Li Ritian's money, but Lao Tzu doesn't accept it. Do you look down on me?"

What can Zhang Ye do? Just accept it. Slowly, this became a rule. In the future, whoever wants Zhang Ye to help him will have to pay a hundred low-grade sky stones.

Of course, this is only an afterthought.

...

After get off work, Zhang Ye went to the apprentice canteen, crowded with people, but there was no extra seat. Zhang Ye was going to take the food back to the dormitory, but someone shouted: "Brother Zhang, come here to sit!"

It was a few lads who shouted, but Zhang Ye didn't know each other. He repeatedly confirmed that the other party was calling him. Zhang Ye was puzzled: "Do we know each other?"

A young man stood up, gave up his seat, and said with a look of admiration: "Brother Zhang shouldn't know me, but how can I not know Brother Zhang? No one knows your name in the forge. I don’t know."

Lingbaosi is so big and has many apprentices. Zhang Ye has only been here for three days, so naturally he didn't know it.

The young man yelled, and the apprentices all came around curiously, babbling, "Ah, this is the Zhang Ye who is worth a hundred inferior-grade celestial stones, and the masters of the furnace are fighting for a bloodshed?"

"Brother Zhang, you are my idol."

Surrounded in the middle, Zhang Ye couldn't get out for a while, so he sat down reluctantly. He was very measured and not complacent. He was just discussing some forging experience and insights with everyone.

The whole apprentice canteen seemed to be circling around Zhang Ye, only a few apprentices stared at Zhang Ye bitterly in a certain corner.

"Brother Scar, will this guy hinder your promotion to the furnace?"

"Fart, won't you be a little clever? Brother Scar is a person who can create innate spirit treasures. He doesn't deserve to give us Brother Scar shoes!"

An apprentice with a scar on his face is Brother Scar. Before Zhang Ye came, he was the most likely person in the Forge to be promoted to the furnace.

After all, Brother Scar had been able to independently forge innate spirit treasures a few years ago. If it hadn't been for the top spot, he would have been promoted a long time ago.

Brother Scar listened to the discussion of the younger brothers. His expression did not show the joy or anger. In the end, Brother Scar said: "No matter whether this kid is really capable or not, I will definitely win the position of master this time. No surprises are allowed. ."

"Brother Scar mean?" The little brothers listened respectfully.

"Destroy him!" Brother Scar smiled sullenly.

...

After dinner, Zhang Ye returned to his apprentice dormitory. The people in the dormitory changed their previous indifference. After all, Zhang Ye is now a man of the world, and all of them appear very enthusiastic.

However, Zhang Ye was not a newcomer. He was sincere or fake. He could tell the difference. After a few entertaining, he lay down on the bed and began to rest.

In fact, it is still early, and many people have come up with jade slip study materials. The reason why Zhang Ye fell asleep so early was because he was preparing to open the first lottery draw when he came to heaven.

"System, start the lottery." After Zhang Ye ordered, after thinking about it, he added, "Regulated category, Danding."

Zhang Ye ascended to the immortal realm and brought Ahua and Tuanzi. Because he couldn't carry living creatures, the pangolin was still in a hundred thousand waves.

The reason why Zhang Ye stipulated the type of pill cauldron was that he considered that he could condense the immortal body so that he could practice as a normal monk. If he could forge the dumpling into a pill cauldron of the innate spirit treasure level, he could refine the immortal medicine to assist in his cultivation.

However, the forging system responded: "The category is wrong."

Zhang Ye has some ideas, why is he wrong? It has always been this way before.

The forging system answered Zhang Ye’s doubts: “Lingbao corresponds to the Tao of Heaven. It cannot be classified by form. It should be classified by the type of Taoism contained in Lingbao..."

In the past two days, Zhang Ye focused on basic materials, but he didn't know that the classification of Lingbao had such a cold knowledge. Fortunately, no outsider knew about it, otherwise Zhang Ye would be embarrassed.

However, Zhang Ye is also very impressed with this classification method, regardless of the form of the Lingbao, only the essence.

As for how to classify spirit treasures according to the types of Taoism, the forging system also cited several examples. For example, swords, guns and clubs can be divided into killing heaven, shields and armor can be divided into defense heaven and so on.

The forging system gave Zhang Ye a list of heavenly paths, summarizing all types of heavenly paths discovered by the monks.

Of course, this list slaughtered Zhang Ye a hundred low-grade sky stones.

Fortunately, Zhang Ye has two hundred low-grade sky stones today, but there is still a lottery draw.

Zhang Ye looked at the list and almost couldn't help laughing out. Tiandao is really a random thing. There are both serious and domineering ways of life, killing, death, and extinction, as well as boring ways of sleeping and eating.

Almost everything humans can do can be summed up as a kind of Tao. Knowing this a long time ago, Zhang Ye wouldn't spend the wronged money.

In the end, Zhang Ye designated the category-Dan Dao.

The system deducted Zhang Ye's one hundred low-grade sky stones and opened the lottery roulette. The above prizes were all related to the Dandao Lingbao.

Zhang Ye swept around, and he had both the forging materials of the Pill Dao Lingbao and the forging skills of the Pill Dao Lingbao. Among them, two forging skills caught Zhang Ye's attention.

One is the repair skills of the middle-grade Xian Lingbao, and the other is the forging specialization of the low-grade Xian Lingbao.

The former can make Zhang Ye's forging level reach a higher level, but the latter can increase Zhang Ye's breadth. After some trade-offs, Zhang Ye decided to take out the lower-grade innate Lingbao specialization step by step, and then refine it. The three skills of, building and repairing are also more cost-effective.

Zhang Ye issued an order to start the lottery, and at the same time launched the heavenly official blessing.

It has to be said that the lucky bag is a kind of artifact that affects the luck of the air. Even if it comes to the heavens, it is still so useful. No surprise, Zhang Ye won the forging specialization of the low-grade innate spirit treasure.

"Ding Dong, congratulations to the host for gaining the forging skills and the low-grade Innate Lingbao Specialization (Alchemy)."

After the system was prompted, a huge amount of knowledge and skills were instilled into Zhang Ye's mind, but the skills instillation this time was different from the past, and it also contained a kind of understanding of alchemy.

This time the indoctrination was too violent, and Zhang Ye fainted directly, but before fainting, he had only one idea, which was developed.

Why do you say that? The practice of immortals is to capture the heavens, absorb them, and turn them into their own use.

Just like pouring water into a wooden bucket, how much water you can hold depends not only on how much water there is, but also on the height of the bucket wall.

The way of heaven captured by the immortal is to continuously add water to the bucket, and the understanding of heaven is to constantly raise the wall of the bucket. Only catching the heavens without comprehending the heavens, the water in the bucket will overflow sooner or later, so the two need to complement each other.

And Zhang Ye, through the forging system, instilled skills, and by the way, let him comprehend the alchemy, which saved half or even most of the time of cultivation, after all, comprehending the heaven is the most painful and the most complicated thing.

Although the current comprehension of alchemy is not deep enough, Zhang Ye believes that as the forging level increases, Zhang Ye will be able to comprehend more and more ways of heaven.

Therefore, Zhang Ye said that he was developed.

"The current attributes of the host are as follows -"

"Name: Zhang Ye

Cultivation: early stage

Forging level: Eleven

Forging skills: low-grade Xiantian Lingbao Specialization (Elixir Dao), Dao Qi Almighty...

Experience value: 70 thousand / 10 million"

In a daze, Zhang Ye heard the forging system announce his attributes. It may be a summary of the skill instillation, or it may be for the number of words. Anyway, Zhang Ye was very happy to hear it.

At this moment, a person suddenly grabbed Zhang Ye from the bunk: "Seeing you are beautiful, you have a nosebleed!"

Zhang Ye opened his eyes, saw the visitor clearly, wiped his nosebleeds, and asked in confusion: "Deacon Wang, what are you doing so late?"

Deacon Wang was about to scold him, but he saw the other apprentices in the dormitory~lightnovelpub.net~ and left Zhang Ye and walked out: "Get dressed, get out and say."

Zhang Ye knows Deacon Wang, and he doesn't look at someone to scold him a day. In fact, he has a good heart. He must have something to say when he came to scold Zhang Ye so late.

Zhang Ye put on his coat and came outside: "Deacon Wang, I don't know where the subordinates did something wrong?" Zhang Ye was also slightly awake now, probably knowing the reason for Deacon Wang's arrival, but he still asked respectfully.

Deacon Wang carried his hands on his back and his face blushed: "I heard that you were working for the forge and you were looking for a charge from the furnace. You are impatient, aren't you?"

Zhang Ye guessed that it was the news that reached Deacon Wang's ears, as expected.

In fact, it is understandable that Deacon Wang is angry, just like a student who goes to school, but instead asks the teacher for a fee. This makes no sense. Had it not been for Zhang Yezhen, Deacon Wang would still think he was listening to a joke!

Deacon Wang was frustrated and talked about a lot of concerns. He scolded Zhang Ye severely, and finally said, "Tomorrow, I will pay back all the money."

Deacon Wang's scolding was very reasonable, so Zhang Ye hadn't said anything before, but now he has to say: "Deacon Wang, I'm afraid I can't pay back the money."

Deacon Wang jumped with anger: "Okay, dare you not listen to what I said?"

"How dare I!" Zhang Ye scratched his head embarrassedly, "The main reason is that I ran out of money."

But Zhang Ye couldn't say exactly how to use it. At the end, Zhang Ye tentatively asked, "Why don't you lend me two hundred, Deacon Wang?"

Ever since Zhang Ye met Deacon Wang, there was only an angry look on his face, as if nothing was pleasing to the eye, and there was no other expression.

But at this moment, Deacon Wang's expression was about to change, as if the dried-up land was abruptly cracked into several pieces. This shows that Deacon Wang's facial muscles are already too angry to coordinate.