I Am a Magic Sword

Chen Hao asked the system: "Do I get a skill every time I go up a small level?"

system replied: "It’s not like this, I get a skill A certain degree of randomness, sometimes not necessarily to obtain new skills, it may be to strengthen the skills you have already acquired."

"That's pretty good too."

After that, Jin Zhengqiu disposed of all the assassinated bodies and returned to the forge.

The 2nd day passed very peacefully. As usual, Jin Zhengqiu taught seven or eight apprentices to cast skills.

At night, Chen Hao, who tasted the sweetness, thought he could get more soul and blood just like yesterday, but Kim Jong-chul disappointed him.

Jin Zhengqiu went all the way and took a seven or eight-year-old girl abducted in a small village near Xueyun Town.

As for the girl’s family, Jin Zhengqiu was not alarmed, he took drugs!

In short, this is not a reckless man, he does things purposefully. This is Chen Hao's evaluation of him.

When Kim Jongqiu kidnapped the little girl, Chen Hao could probably guess what he wanted to do.

He wants to cast another "Black Blood Divine Sword"!

Looking at the little girl crying and struggling, but still being thrown into the sword furnace by Kim Jong Qiu, Chen Hao seemed to see herself.

But he never thought about saving the girl.

As a result, he was unable to do anything for the time being. The system said that only when the black blood Divine Sword becomes a spiritual artifact can he communicate with the host.

Secondly, after becoming Demon Sword, even if his soul still belongs to human beings, his humanity has been greatly weakened.

Chen Hao knows that Jin Zhengqiu is absolutely impossible to succeed.

Kim Zhengqiu brought the low-level mortal weapon that had just been formed and was chopped off with a gap. He brought the black blood Divine Sword, taking advantage of the night, to Xueyun Town, and then came to the small The village, killed the little girl's parents.

This low-level ordinary artifact did not absorb blood, nor did it automatically repair it, and did not have any abnormalities.

Did I kill the wrong person?

Kim Zhengqiu turned his attention to the little girl’s neighbor.

There was still no movement of the low-level mortal weapon of the two horrified families of ten people. Jin Zhengqiu had to admit that he had failed!

With the same materials and the same process flow as when casting the "Black Blood Divine Sword", why did the Black Blood Divine Sword succeed but the sword failed?

Kim Zhengqiu can't figure it out!

Is it because I am using a girl?

I have to say that Jin Zhengqiu has the potential to be a Frankenstein. He boldly guessed and carefully verified. In the next month, Jin Zhengqiu abducted nine children one after another and cast nine low-level vanities. Device.

Of course, all nine low-level ordinary artifacts have failed!

Then he had to stop.

Not because of the tracing of Iron Rock City Guard, but because the meteorite ran out.

When the meteorite ran out, Jin Zhengqiu calmed down with some crazy heart. He reviewed that he was too crazy recently, and then he held hot tea and sat on the Imperial Tutor chair, looking at the white snow in the distance The snow cloud mountain range in meditation.

Combined with ten failed experiences, compared with the details of casting the black blood Divine Sword, there is absolutely no difference in the details of the sword casting process, so the only difference that may occur is the person who used to cast the sword!

The boy Jin Zhengqiu, who is almost the same age as beggar Chen Hao, tried eight attempts, and all failed without exception.

Perhaps the beggar named Chen Hao is more different from other boys.

There are no two leaves in the world, and there are no two people who are exactly the same. Jin Zhengqiu understands this truth.

Then which traits of the dead beggar Chen Hao make him different?

In other words, what qualities does Chen Hao need to cast Divine Sword?

Thinking of this problem, Jin Zhengqiu has a headache!

Kim Zhengqiu only knew that the beggar was named Chen Hao, and then there was nothing left.

As for his characteristics, people have been melted by iron, it is impossible to investigate!

Kim Zhengqiu sighed and said: "I would have asked him more if I knew it!"

Now he regrets his death.

However, Jin Zhengqiu did not give up hope, at least the black blood Divine Sword is still in his hands, and he can continue to study.

White has been busy for a month, and Jin Zhengqiu turned his attention to the black blood Divine Sword again. He wanted to know the limit of this sword.

I also feel that if the Black Blood Divine Sword produces the Sword Spirit, if he can communicate with the Sword Spirit, he may be able to find out the secret of the Black Blood Divine Sword.

This time, Jin Zhengqiu chose to enter the Xueyun mountain range.

After all, the successive killings near Bluestone City have aroused the vigilance of the local martial artist, while the Xueyun mountain range is different. Everyday all mercenaries were killed at the mouth of the Demonic beast and killed people. Demonic beast is the best choice to help clean up.

Many of the nearby mercenaries have experts, but few can compare with Jin Zhengqiu.

So Jin Zhengqiu told the discipline that he needed to go out to find precious sword-making materials. He simply packed his bags and entered the Xueyun mountain range.

Following Kim Jong-chu, Chen Hao probably understood that this World is called Heavenly Profound Continent, the sect family stands in great numbers, and Martial Artist is respected, and then the most respected professions are Forging Master and Alchemist. At present, this place belongs to the jurisdiction of Iron and Stone City. There are many Demonic beasts nearby, and the snow cloud mountain range where mercenaries gather... He doesn't know the others.

He doesn't even know the martial artist level!

After all, Jin Jongqiu usually seldom talks, and he also said a few more words when teaching apprentices, so apprentices shouldn’t say too much. In front of Kim Jongqiu, Chen Hao couldn’t even say anything. .

Along the way, Jin Zhengqiu saw the Demonic beast and didn't cut it. There was almost no Demonic beast as his opponent. Chen Hao became more certain that this girl should be an expert.

At the same time, Chen Hao also discovered that killing Demonic beast is also good for him.

However, the benefits are not great, and it is far from the pleasure of killing.

Is it because Demonic beast's soul is not strong enough?

Chen Hao speculated.

At dusk on the 3rd day of the Xueyun mountain range, Jin Zhengqiu encountered a group of mercenaries.

There are seven mercenaries in this team. One is lying on a stretcher, not knowing whether he is alive or dead. The other has broken his arm and was supported by someone. The remaining five are not much better. Wounded all over, battered and exhausted.

Apparently just experienced a life and death battle!

Jin Zhengqiu looked at them from a distance and went into hiding. The whole person was like a corpse that had lost all his breath.

The burly man headed shouted: "It is already on the periphery of the mountain range. The Demonic beast here is not that strong. Let's camp here tonight!"

"Okay The leader of the group!"

A group of people started camping, and Kim Jong-chul stared at them with squinted eyes, motionless, until the latter half of the night quietly touched them.

He first killed the night watchman by the campfire.

Then assassinated the other two members of the team one after another, only to be found by the wounded on the stretcher.

"Someone sneak attack!"

That person loudly shouted.

Then he was killed by Jin Zhengqiu with a straight sword.

People from the mercenary group reacted, but at this time there were only three people left.

The leader, a one-armed man, and another member.

The head of the mercenary team found that most of the team members were dead, and the eye socket cracked: "Who are you? Do you have enemies with us?"

" See you all once!" Jin Zhengqiu said flatly.

"Then why deal with us?"

"Just happened to meet!"

Kim Jongqiu just finished speaking, his figure rushed like lightning That one-armed member.