The Ten Thousand Realms Market is vast and vast, where all the powers of the heavens are gathered, and the economy is prosperous.

Each area operates different types of businesses. It is impossible for Zhang Ye to go to Fengyue Place to open a blacksmith shop, right? Give it a shot?

So after Zhang Ye recovered from his injury, he came to the Lingbao trading area, where forgers of all levels and all kinds of Lingbao gathered. Zhang Ye looked for the shop address and watched the Lingbao of the world, and gained a lot.

Ever since the Zhenwu world was blown up in the Xuanhuang Universe, Zhang Ye has faintly comprehended the forging mood of destruction, and now, he has learned to use the power of the source to create a spiritual treasure of the world, and he has also realized a new layer of artistic conception. As for what it is, it is still Did not figure it out clearly.

However, Zhang Ye felt that in this ten-thousand-world market, it was very possible to help him comprehend the forging skills of the creation artifact. This was the intuition of a man, bah, a blacksmith.

Gradually, Zhang Ye also learned a little about this Lingbao area. For example, the largest Lingbao shop, called Baolai Pavilion, had a big business, which was many times stronger than the magical blacksmith shop in its heyday.

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

Observing from the pavilion that took up a few blocks of the Baolai Pavilion, Zhang Ye did not feel envied. It is true that the Baolai Pavilion has done a lot of business, but he always felt that something was missing and it was too commercial?

Zhang Ye carried his hands behind his back and was about to continue to find a suitable location for his own shop. Suddenly he caught a glimpse of a skinny Lingbao shop in the middle of the several streets of Baolai Pavilion. The quaint signboard reads "Renhe Lingbaozhai". ".

Please forgive the use of skinny to describe that shop, which is mainly compared with the Qiyuxuanang of Baolai Pavilion, which is like a dry old man with malnutrition.

Zhang Ye was thinking this way, and sure enough, a dry old man walked out of the shop front door: "Treasurer Wu, my shop is not willing to sell it to you anyway, please!"

A rich, fat man walked out with an angry face, and flicked his sleeves: "Old man Li, I really don’t understand what it means for you to stick to our Baolai Pavilion. If you think the purchase price is low, yes, I will offer three times the price, which is enough. You are old age!"

The dry old man leaned his neck up, like an angry rooster: "Keep rolling, no amount of money is rare for me."

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

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

However, at first glance, the whole street is full of splendid Bora Court stores, except for a shabby and dilapidated shop in the middle, which is like a large black tooth decayed in a row of white teeth, which damages the image. If Zhang Ye is the owner of the Baolai Pavilion, he will do his best to buy this small shop, otherwise he will be in his throat.

Zhang Ye shook his head, his own affairs were still not in order, so he was about to worry about others, and was about to leave, only to see a notice posted at the door of the "Renhe Lingbaozhai" "This shop is for sale."

Zhang Ye was puzzled, you want to transfer, why not sell it to Baolai Pavilion?

Zhang Ye hesitated for a moment, not only because of curiosity, but also because he wanted to open a shop, he boarded the gate of Renhe Lingbaozhai.

The Ganba old man seemed to be still in anger. He saw Zhang Ye come to the door, and after a long time he calmed down, his expression was slightly relaxed, and he asked, "Does the guest officer want to build a spirit treasure?"

Zhang Ye glanced at the inside of the shop, and found that it is quite similar to the magic blacksmith shop. The furnace is at the rear and the front desk does not sell finished products. It is only expected to accept customer's customization and forge on-site.

Zhang Ye only saw this scene and became more cordial. He bowed his hands: "I'm not here to build Lingbao. I just saw the shop transfer written outside the shop, so I wanted to come and have a look."

The expression that the old man Ganba had just recovered, he became sullen again inexplicably: "Bao Lai Pavilion sent you, right? Fuck off, I told you not to sell you Bao Lai Pavilion!"

Zhang Ye frowned, but he was not angry. Instead, he explained: "I have nothing to do with Baolai Pavilion. The main reason is that I want to run the Lingbao shop by myself."

The old man Ganba squinted his eyes, distinguishing the authenticity of Zhang Ye’s words, and he said: "This shop is for sale, but you have also seen my shop. It’s caught in the middle of the Baolai Pavilion. There is no business at all. Why are you? Fancy this store?"

The old man is not only discriminating, but also curious.

Zhang Ye heard the question from the dry old man, and he was caught in the middle of the Baolai Pavilion, and he would definitely have trouble doing business in the future.

However, Zhang Ye transferred the Lingbao area all over today, and there is no other shop to transfer it, so if you can buy this Renhe Lingbaozhai, please trouble me.

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

What Zhang Ye said was also the truth. As a Hongmeng-level blacksmith, he was really not afraid of this Baolai Pavilion.

Hearing Zhang Ye's answer, the dry old man hesitated and said, "The shop cannot be transferred to you."

Zhang Ye thinks this old man is so weird. He obviously wants to sell the shop, neither to Baolai Pavilion nor to himself, so you can simply tear up the notice outside the door.

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

"Even if you are not from Baolai Pavilion, but forging skills must be commonplace. If the shop is handed over to you, sooner or later, if it can't continue to operate, it will be sold to Baolai Pavilion!" The old man said, his expression became firmer and firmer.

Zhang Ye is a little speechless. Does the master forging have to look like a weird old man? But Zhang Ye was more curious not here, and asked: "By the way, why can't your store be sold to Baolai Pavilion?"

If it was Baolai Pavilion’s trust, Zhang Ye would not be able to ask such a question. The dry old man trusted a lot, so he replied: "Actually, I can get a lot of money from the shop to Baolai Pavilion, which is enough for me. Live this life steadily."

"But I am a blacksmith. The meaning of my life is to provide various spiritual treasures to practitioners. Of course, I can't keep running, and sooner or later I have to close the door and hand over Renhe Lingbaozhai to the Bora Pavilion. , Will also serve more practitioners."

"However, the Baolai Pavilion only deals with the big monks, so the price is expensive. If he expands like this, where do those little monks get their spirit treasures?"

"So, I refuse to sell the shop to Bora Court!"

When Zhang Ye heard the words of the dry old man, his first reaction was that he wanted to laugh a little. How could he be so naive when he is such a big person? Baolai Pavilion is not in the business of small cultivators. Someone else will do it. But then, Zhang Ye fell silent and couldn't laugh anymore.

This dry old man, in the face of huge interests, still adheres to the idea of ​​serving as a blacksmith. This is a true blacksmith who is pure and outrageous. Even if Zhang Ye can build a Hongmeng-level spiritual treasure, this moment is a bit embarrassing. stand up.

It is like a rich man donating millions to refugees, and a poor person only donates two taels of silver. It seems that the rich have paid a lot, but they don't know that two taels of silver are all for the poor!

The old man Ganba is not necessarily a top blacksmith, but he has tried his best to fight against the monopoly of Baolai Pavilion, just to serve more people. This is exactly the same as the poor man who donated two or two, so Zhang Ye was embarrassed.

"Please..." The dry old man raised his hand to see off the guests.

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

Previously, the old man did not transfer the shop to Zhang Ye because he was afraid that he would not be able to continue the business, so Zhang Ye deliberately showed his forging ability. As for calling the old man this low-level immortal senior, Zhang Ye was out of admiration for the blacksmith.

The old man was a little dumbfounded when he saw Zhang Smelter's scene. He was probably embarrassed. This young man turned out to be a Hongmeng-level blacksmith? Was he not ashamed to say that his forging skills were ordinary?

The old man returned to his senses and smiled bitterly: "Senior dare not be, your Excellency is senior."

"The way of forging is not only the skill of forging, but also the heart of forging is more important. The younger generation is ashamed of it!" Zhang Ye said modestly, which caused the old man's favor to double.

The two exchanged greetings for a while, and each reported their names. The old man's name was Li Renhe, and he was worthy of being a great person. He said: "Xiaoyou Zhang, the old man is incompetent and can't manage it. So I transferred the store, but he didn't want to put Renhe Lingbao. Zhai is buried, so it is delayed until now."

"But the old man believes that you are the destined person I am looking for~lightnovelpub.net~Lingbaozhai can transfer you."

Zhang Ye looked overjoyed: "Then thank you seniors, I don't know what the transfer fee is?"

Li Renhe shook his head and said: "Don't worry, I will transfer Lingbaozhai to you, but you have to promise me a request. There are some old customers in Lingbaozhai, although the cultivation level is not high, and they are not very rich, but After you take over Lingbaozhai, please don't refuse them."

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

Zhang Ye was stunned, standing solemnly, and said, "The seniors are worried, and the younger generations hereby solemnly promise to accept not only the old customers of Lingbaozhai, but also other customers, regardless of their cultivation level, rich or poor, they will also accept it."

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

Zhang Ye now does not need to save money to unlock forging skills, so the demand for wealth is not as great. His purpose of opening a store is to find the missing Tuanzi, Ahua and others, and to contact the heroes of the ten thousand worlds. The approach to the Lord of Darkness.

In this way, Zhang Ye bought Renhe Lingbaozhai. The Li Renhe was full of affection and reluctance towards the shop, but he also knew that Zhang Ye would not bury the shop, so he immediately packed his bags and left.

When Li Renhe walked to the street, he wanted to look back inexplicably. In the past, Renhe Lingbaozhai struck a lamb that seemed to have fallen into the mouth of a tiger on the pavement of a street in Baolai Pavilion.

But at this moment, Li Renhe had an illusion that Lingbaozhai seemed to be nailed to the dragon veins of the Baolai Pavilion.

Li Renhe laughed and walked away.

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