Chapter 370 True or False

The City of Hope is full of lights and wine. In this chaotic world, it is a bit strangely prosperous.

A brilliant street paved with white marble is crowded with pedestrians. Judging from their clothes and cultivation, they are either rich or noble.

On the white marble street, there is a magnificent shop. The eaves are paved with glazed jade tiles, and the facade is made of pure gold and inlaid with blue and green gems.

In front of the door are waiting for celestial beings of various identities and cultivation. Although there is a long queue, they dare not complain at all.

At this time, a young man in a green shirt and long clothes stood at the door of the shop. He faced inside, leaving only his back.

But the people in the queue were like chicken blood, with admiring eyes: "Master Zhang is really as handsome as the legend says, he is charming and charming, everyone loves him, and flowers bloom when he sees him..."

"Master Zhang, I love you!"

The young man put his hands behind his back, with a lonely look on his face: "Alas, why did God give me such a handsome face that you often ignore my talent!"

"Master Zhang is both talented and beautiful!" People flattered him.

"Master Zhang, I have been waiting in line for more than ten days, just want me to see you!" There were even girls cheering.

At this time, the young man sighed: "Well, a gentleman helps others to achieve their goals."

The young man turned around, and the cheers of the whole audience stagnated inexplicably.

The appearance of this young man was by no means handsome as praised by everyone before. On the contrary, he was a little ugly, even a little disgusting.

The facial features of this young man were squeezed together as if he had been punched. If that were all, his face was full of pockmarks, and there was a hairy mole on his chin.

"Wow, Master Zhang is really handsome!"

"Oh, I'm dizzy, dizzy!"

After the pause, there was a huge cheer. If an outsider was present, he would have thought, are the people in the City of Hope blind?

In fact, it is not the case. Everyone is praising him so much because they want to get the spiritual treasure forged by Zhang Ye. This young man is Zhang Ye, Master Zhang in the City of Hope.

Speaking of which, this fake Zhang Ye has many similarities with the real Zhang Ye, such as superb forging skills, immortal emperor cultivation, and of course, the most important thing is... conceit.

So, everyone in the City of Hope thought that this young man was the real Master Zhang.

At this time, the fake Zhang Ye was quite satisfied with the reaction of the crowd. After thinking for a while, he said: "The girl who was stunned by my handsomeness, you are the next one."

"Ah? Is it me? Is it really me?" The female cultivator who pretended to be fainted was like winning a prize. She shouted several times in disbelief and even fainted several times. With the help of everyone, she entered the magical blacksmith shop.

The fake Zhang Ye said to everyone: "Well, this order seems to take quite some time, please wait a little longer."

As he spoke, the fake Zhang Ye was about to close the shop, and no one knew what he was doing.

But at this time, several people came running over breathlessly: "Master Zhang, wait a minute, I have something important to report to you!"

These people mistook the real Zhang Ye for the fake Zhang Ye and ran into the city to report to the fake Zhang Ye that someone was pretending to be Zhang Ye outside the city. Haha, such a long sentence, I wonder if you can catch your breath.

The fake Zhang Ye looked unhappy and said arrogantly: "If you have something to say, say it quickly, if you have something to say, fart quickly!"

Several people looked at each other, took a deep breath and said: "Reporting to Master Zhang, there is a loser outside the city pretending to be Master Zhang and even opened a fake magical blacksmith shop under the name of Master Zhang and threatened that he is the real Master Zhang and the Master Zhang in the city is a fake Master Zhang..."

Before he finished speaking, one of them fell to the ground with foam at the mouth.

The fake Zhang Ye was confused: "Slow down, what's real or fake, what do you want to say?"

The remaining two were speechless. Didn't you say it faster before? Now you want to say it slower? Otherwise, I would have beaten you long ago because you are Master Zhang.

So the two slowed down their speech and said that someone outside the city pretended to be Master Zhang and opened a magical blacksmith shop.

The fake Zhang Ye was calm and composed: "Hehe, it's just a small matter. The real can't be fake, and the fake can't be real." As he said this, the fake Zhang Ye was ready to go back to the shop. He didn't take this matter to heart at all. He went to solve the girl's order first.

The few people who came to notify saw that "Zhang Ye" didn't take it seriously, so they couldn't get any benefits. One of them rolled his eyes and said, "Master Zhang, the fake Zhang Ye said you are extremely ugly!"

As soon as this was said, everyone in the audience was silent and couldn't help but take a step back.

The fake Zhang Ye turned around, his face showing murderous intent, and the power of the early stage of the Immortal Emperor locked onto the speaker, and his voice was cold: "Say it again?"

"Master Zhang, this is not what I said, it was the fake Zhang Ye outside the city who said it!" The man was sweating profusely and said repeatedly.

The other people in the queue also understood something, and they all cursed: "Master Zhang, calm down, I will help you settle it now!"

"Master Zhang, I will bring his head to see you!"

Everyone wanted to do it for them, but the fake Zhang Ye said: "Master, I haven't been out for a long time, but I want to see how that person pretends to be me!"

If it was anything else, the fake Zhang Ye would not take it to heart, but he could not tolerate others saying that he was ugly.

"Master Zhang, I am willing to lead the way!" The few people who came to notify secretly thought that they had successfully provoked, and immediately led the way.

When the others thought about it, they also followed the fake Zhang Ye. What if they could help at that time? It was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to let Master Zhang owe a favor.

A group of people walked towards the outside of the city in a menacing manner, while Zhang Ye outside the city was completely unaware of this and was helping the first batch of customers forge some small items.

Normally, Zhang Ye would not take on the work of these low-level spiritual treasures, but he was idle, and it would be good to show off his skills. Therefore, in just a short time, Zhang Ye forged several low-grade innate spiritual treasures, and the customer All of them were dissatisfied and gave thumbs up: "Master Zhang, others say you are fake, but I absolutely believe you are real."

Zhang Ye was a little speechless. He was really good to begin with, but he didn't care. Anyway, the truth couldn't be fake, and the fake couldn't be true.

In ancient times, there were scholars reading and red sleeves adding fragrance. Today, there are Zhang Ye forging iron and Su Jin bringing tea. Zhang Ye enjoys it.

At this time, Zhang Ye had forged another low-grade innate spiritual treasure flying sword and was about to hand it over to the customer. However, he found that the customer was missing. When he looked again, he saw that the customer was pinned to the wall outside the blacksmith shop by a group of people. .

Especially the leader of the crowd, he was so damn ugly that even though Zhang Ye didn't judge others based on their appearance, he still felt a bit of contempt in his heart.

Zhang Ye only regarded this group of people who suddenly appeared as the customers' enemies and didn't want to get involved, but he still had to take the flying sword the customer requested.

Zhang Ye handed the flying sword to the customer who was pressed against the wall: "Here, your sword."

The little immortal was in trouble for no reason, and he didn't dare to say anything, but he thought that he bought this flying sword with money, so he might as well take it.

The little immortal was about to catch the sword when the big man holding him down stretched out his hand and hit him. The flying sword in Zhang Ye's hand fell to the ground with a clanging sound.

"Who is this?" Zhang Ye originally didn't care about his customers' personal grudges, but if it interfered with his business, Zhang Ye would take care of it.

"It doesn't matter who I am, but you have to know who you are!" This big man was only a Golden Immortal, but he was very cruel to Zhang Ye, the Immortal Emperor. In fact, he was just relying on Zhang Ye's Immortal Emperor cultivation in the city. Acting as a pawn, just pretending to be cool.

Zhang Ye was a little confused. Of course I knew who I was: "What do you mean?"

The big man sneered and introduced the ugly young man to Zhang Ye: "Let me tell you, this is Master Zhang Ye from the City of Hope. You are in trouble!"

Zhang Ye groaned and looked at the ugly young man again. He already understood that these people were not enemies of the customers, but were here to cause trouble for him.

And it seems that they are still here to crack down on counterfeiters.

There is no one who dares to fake the real thing.

But these are not the main point. The main point is that you, such a fucking ugly man, pretended to be me. How much you ruined your reputation. Zhang Ye felt so uncomfortable that he couldn't hold it back and retched twice.

"Hey, I'm your mother!" The people behind the fake Zhang Ye shouted, shouting and killing, but no one dared to take action, just because Zhang Ye did not block his cultivation, and he was a dignified Immortal Emperor. How could they dare to take action.

And the fake Zhang Ye saw Zhang Ye retching and his face was ashen. If he hadn't considered that Zhang Ye was an Immortal Emperor like him, he would have taken action long ago.

"Who are you? Why are you pretending to be me, Zhang Ye!" the fake Zhang Ye asked confidently.

Well, this guy stole my line, what should I do?

Zhang Ye pondered for a moment: "I am Zhang Ye, but you must not believe it. How about this? You can call me Wuheyi?"

Five in one? Pfft...

Several people behind fake Zhang Ye couldn't hold it back. They snorted and quickly covered their mouths, holding back their faces and ears.

The reason why everyone was so gloomy was because Zhang Ye seemed to be talking about himself, but in fact, he used five-in-one to mock Zhang Ye's face in the city, with all the five features squeezed together. This five-in-one description was so apt.

When the five-in-one heard this, he was even more angry: "You are a bold maniac, pretending to be my master. I thought it was your first offense, so I didn't want to argue with you. But if you don't want to repent, don't blame me for being cruel! "

"Come here, demolish this master's shop!" Wuheyi gave the order.

Those behind Wu-in-1 echoed: "Yes, that's right, tear him down!"

But their howling sounds were getting louder and louder, but no one did anything.

Wuheyi was furious and slapped Zhang Ye with one palm. The wind from his palm was like a river overflowing. He not only wanted to destroy the shop, but also wanted to get rid of Zhang Ye as well.

Wuheyi looked ferocious. Even if Zhang Ye was the Immortal Emperor, he would not be able to avoid this sudden palm strike and would surely die.

However, when the palm wind reached Zhang Ye, Zhang Ye could not see any movement. With a fluttering flick of his sleeve, the palm force that could turn the world upside down turned into a wisp of breeze.

Wuheyi was stunned, how could this be possible!

Although Zhang Ye's Immortal Emperor copied the cultivation of Ning Chuxue, the Underworld Emperor, it was a real accumulation. And this five-in-one Immortal Emperor's position is just based on absorbing the power of the black magic stone. If it only counts the combat power, I am afraid it is about the same as the previous Tianzun strong men, how can it be Zhang Ye's opponent.

Zhang Ye showed his hand and said calmly: "Maybe I don't need to say whether it's true or false."