Chapter 133: Elixir Becomes Spirit

The magic weapon self-explosion case was over. Although it was proven that Zhang Ye had nothing to do with it, Zhang Ye was not happy at all. After all, the culprit was still at large.

At dawn the next day, Zhang Ye opened his store. In addition to completing previous reservation orders, he also accepted new work. The Five Regions Young Blacksmiths Exchange Conference will be held in just over a month, and Zhang Ye needs to make some preparations for it.

As for his crazy acceptance of jobs, it was because he heard that only king weapons could stand out at the exchange conference. Zhang Ye wanted to upgrade to blacksmithing level 7 as soon as possible. The system said that in this way he could learn the forging skills of king weapons.

After a few days of this, one morning, as soon as Zhang Ye opened the door, a group of people carrying coffins and a group of people carrying alchemy blocked the door of the blacksmith shop.

This weird look made Zhang Ye feel bad.

"What are you doing?" Zhang Ye asked bravely.

Tuoba Mengnan and Wu Jian stood up and explained after a while. Zhang Ye understood that it turned out that Zhang Ye opened the door for business. The disciples of the Changsheng Sect and the Three Corpses Sect came out in full force to ask Zhang Ye to forge magic weapons, but they happened to meet. .

"Is that so, which one of you will go first?" Hundreds of people came, and Zhang Ye would definitely not be able to finish the work in one day, so he asked.

"I came first, I came first." Elder Tuoba and Wu Jian said in unison.

Immediately, the two looked at each other with unkind eyes: "It was obviously our Changsheng Sect who came first,"

"Fart, our Three Corpses Sect came first."

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The quarrel between the two parties became more and more intense. Zhang Ye felt that if this continued, they might start fighting. Both Wu Jian and Elder Tuoba had some friendship with him, so it would not be good to favor anyone. Zhang Ye said: "In this way, one on each side, take turns. Come on."

After hearing Zhang Ye's words, the two parties calmed down, but not long after, they were still arguing over who could be the first to find Zhang Ye for forging.

"Wu Jian, who are you? When Zhang Ye and I met, you were still wearing crotchless pants!" Elder Tuoba said proudly.

"Stop bragging, I have a life-long friendship with Master Zhang!" Wu Jian shouted confidently as he thought about the last time he was almost stuck in the top-quality soul coffin, but it was Zhang Ye who saved him.

"Zhang Ye smiled at me!"

"I have touched hands with Zhang Ye..."

Zhang Ye had goosebumps all over his body when he heard this. It was like harem concubines vying for favor. It would be fine if two young girls were fighting. The key point was two old men who were thousands of years old. How could it not be disgusting?

Zhang Ye didn't want to get involved and was about to go into the blacksmith shop to rest for a while, but the two of them suddenly stopped Zhang Ye: "Master Zhang, who do you think will go first among us?"

Zhang Ye looked at the jealous two people and his anus tightened. It would be bad for whoever turns over the cards. No, it doesn't seem good for whoever forges first.

Zhang Ye had an idea: "Let's do it this way. Since you are at a stalemate, let's see who offers the higher price. A piece of low-grade immortal stone will start."

Elders Wu Jian and Tuoba were stunned. Zhang Ye was obviously trying to trick money, but this was related to the dignity of the two sects. Even though they knew it was a trick, they had no choice but to jump.

"I'll give you a low-grade fairy stone!"

"Two pieces!"

"Three dollars!"

The two of them clenched their teeth and pieced together everything until they got fifteen pieces of low-grade immortal stones.

There is no immortal sect in the Three Corpses Sect. Wu Jian couldn't bear it anymore and asked: "Master Zhang, can you use something else to replace it?"

Zhang Ye suppressed a smile: "No."

Wu Jian sighed and had to give up his first opportunity to Elder Tuoba. However, seeing Elder Tuoba's heartache when he handed over fifteen pieces of low-grade immortal stones, Wu Jian felt a little gloating.

The two kept bickering, but the forging order finally unfolded in an orderly manner.

When it got dark, Zhang Ye only made some people's magic weapons and told others to get up early tomorrow. Before closing the door, Zhang Ye stopped Elder Tuoba and returned the fifteen immortal stones.

Elder Tuoba was stunned: "Zhang Ye, what are you doing?"

"I don't run a black shop, how can I rip off customers?" Zhang Ye has never charged excessively, so naturally he will not break this rule. He asked like this before just to avoid disputes.

Elder Tuoba understood what Zhang Ye meant and was deeply moved, but he was too embarrassed to take back fifteen pieces of low-grade immortal stones in vain. He thought about it and took out a gourd: "Zhang Ye, there is nothing good, so this is just a thank you gift." ”

"What is it?" Zhang Ye thought it was a pill and shook it curiously.

"A pill in the sect's warehouse turned into essence. I ate a lot of medicinal materials secretly, so I sealed its soul." Elder Tuoba said embarrassedly, "It's not a good thing, but there will be a shortage of weapon spirits in the future. , you can use it.”

The elixir becomes essence? It's interesting.

But Zhang Ye asked: "Then is it willing to become a weapon spirit?"

"So what if you don't want to. I've stolen so many medicinal materials from my sect and it's fine if I don't let him go to pieces." Elder Tuoba said quietly, and it seemed that his anger was still lingering.

"Okay, thank you very much, Elder Tuoba." Zhang Ye helped others possess spirits, but he had never had a spirit soul before, so he accepted it.

When Wu Jian saw this scene, he sneered and said, "Humph, what's the point of giving a soul? I'm just looking down on Master Zhang!"

"Hey, do you want to give me my love?" Elder Tuoba asked.

"Of course!" Wu Jian took out a mummy from the Qiankun bag without hesitation and introduced it proudly, "Master Zhang, this is a mummy that is ten thousand years old. It has a good taste. Take a breath of the corpse breath and it will be a great tonic!"

Zhang Ye felt nauseous, but it was because of the skills of the Three Corpses Sect, and it was of no use to Zhang Ye. He declined politely: "It's too expensive, you can keep it for yourself."

"Master Zhang, you don't have to be polite to me." Wu Jian didn't understand and wanted to force the mummy into Zhang Ye's hands.

Zhang Ye finally got angry: "If you do this again, I will block your Sanshi Sect!"

Hearing this, Wu Jian had to give up. He sucked a mouthful of the dry corpse with a look of appreciation, and then left with satisfaction.

Zhang Ye closed the door, teased the pangolin for a while, and then lay on the bed in a trance. The loneliness swept over him, making Zhang Ye miss Han Linger, Xiao En and Murong Hongzhuang. He didn't know how they were doing now. What he was most worried about was Han Linger, whether she had cured the cold Yin Jue Mai...

The distant Western Regions, endless scorched earth, the air was filled with a smell of saltpeter, but this was the paradise of the three thousand demon sects.

The Demon Sect was the leader of the Demon Sect in ancient times, but because of the death of the founder and the lack of successors, the Demon Sect gradually declined and became a third-rate Demon Sect.

Nowadays, there is only a lonely peak left in the Demon Sect. At the top of the lonely peak, there is a pool of blood-red boiling water. If there are people from the Demon Sect present, they can recognize at a glance that this is actually the water formed by the strong demon energy.

What is demon energy? When the world was first created, there were yin and yang. The spiritual energy cultivated by people in the righteous way is yang, while the demonic energy cultivated by people in the demonic way is yin.

Whether it is spiritual energy or demonic energy, the content between heaven and earth is not much, but it can make the demonic energy thick into water, which shows how great a hand it is.

At this moment, the boiling spring water suddenly stopped rolling, and even condensed into ice at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Then, the ice surface broke, and a woman with white hair like snow slowly rose up. She had a beautiful figure, even if it was just her back, as long as the man in the world saw her, he would fall in love with her without hesitation.

The two elders Xuanyou and Xuanming immediately took the plain clothes and put them on the woman: "How do you feel?"

The woman's voice was cold and pleasant: "Not bad."

Xuanyou and Xuanming looked at each other, what does "not bad" mean?

The woman pointed her hand, and an ice mirror suddenly appeared in the air, reflecting the woman's stunning face.

Huh? Han Linger!

The white-haired woman was Han Linger. She looked at herself in the mirror, stroked her long white hair, and murmured, "Zhang Ye, I wonder if you will hate me when you see me now?"

The two elders of the Netherworld understood why Han Linger was in a bad mood, and advised: "Linger, you have reached the pinnacle now, and the world will bow down at your feet. If any man dares to say bad things about you, just kill him."

After the two elders of the Netherworld finished speaking, the temperature around them suddenly dropped, and the two Yuanying ancestors were actually shaking with cold.

Han Linger said: "Zhang Ye is different."

"Yes, Zhang Ye is different." The two elders of the Netherworld quickly agreed, and the temperature that was so cold that it almost suffocated people suddenly returned to normal. They were still frightened. The Hanyin Juemai who inherited the inheritance of the Demon Sect was indeed extraordinary.

Although the two elders of the Netherworld said so, they felt that Zhang Ye and Han Linger, a pair of lovers, could never be together, because one was just a slightly talented blacksmith, and the other was destined to become the master of the Demon Dao. The two no longer belonged to the same world.

How could Han Linger not know what the two Netherworld Elders were thinking? She covered her face with her bare hands, and an ice crystal mask gradually took shape, covering her stunning face: "I will keep my promise and make the Demon Sect the supreme power in the Western Region. Then, I will go to find Zhang Ye."

The two Netherworld Elders looked at each other. No matter what happened to Han Linger later, as long as she did not forget her mission, they immediately knelt down and paid homage: "Welcome the Saint to your position!"

The Saint is the title of the leader of the Demon Sect.

"No need to be polite." Han Linger stretched out her hand and a red flying sword flew into her hand. She stroked the sword body and said, "Zhang Ye, wait for me."

Han Linger flew up on the sword and killed the nearest Demon Sect alone.

The two Netherworld Elders were very excited. The Demon Sect was finally going to rise!

"But, the sect has so many spiritual weapons and even royal weapons, why doesn't the Saint use them, but chooses this top-grade magic weapon?"

"Han Yin Jue Mai has become Tai Yin Shen Mai. She is the strongest magic weapon. It doesn't matter what she uses. Just use whatever the Saint likes."

"That's right. Tell the disciples to follow the Saint's footsteps and regain the glory of our Demon Sect!"

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Zhang Ye tossed and turned in bed and couldn't sleep. He remembered something and opened the gourd stopper. A white ball of light soared into the sky, but a bone knife flew out and immediately knocked it back to the ground.

The ball of light turned around, trying to find a breakthrough, but every time it was blocked by the bone knife.

Zhang Ye looked at this scene and sighed that the world is so big that there are so many wonders. He didn't expect that the elixir spirit would look like this.

"You idiot, look at the hammer, why don't you put away the bone knife? Do you want to kill me?" The ball of light made a sound.

Zhang Ye was stunned. Damn, it's still an elixir spirit that can speak dialect.