Chapter 4

Chen Hao asked the system, "can I get a skill every time I rise a small level?"

The system replied, "it's not like this. Acquiring skills has a certain randomness. Sometimes you can't necessarily acquire new skills. It may be to strengthen the skills you have acquired."

"That's pretty good."

Next, Jin Zhengqiu disposed of all the bodies of the assassins and returned to the blacksmith's shop.

The next day was very quiet. As usual, Jin Zhengqiu taught seven or eight apprentices foundry skills.

At night, Chen Hao, who had tasted the sweetness, thought that he could get more soul and blood as yesterday, but Jin Zhengqiu disappointed him.

Jin Zhengqiu rushed all the way and kidnapped a seven or eight year old girl in a small village near Xueyun town.

As for the girl's family, Jin Zhengqiu didn't disturb. He used overpowering drugs!

In short, this is not a reckless man. He works with a purpose. This is Chen Hao's evaluation of him.

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

He wants to cast another "black blood sword"!

Looking at the little girl who was still thrown into the sword furnace by Kim Jong Il, Chen Hao seemed to see himself.

But he didn't want to save the girl.

For one thing, there was nothing he could do for the time being. The system said that only when the black blood sword became a spirit tool, he could communicate with the host.

Second, after becoming a magic sword, even if his soul still belongs to mankind, his humanity has been greatly weakened.

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

Jin Zhengqiu took advantage of the night to come to Xueyun Town, carrying a low-level ordinary weapon that had just taken shape and had been cut a notch, and then came to the small village again to kill the little girl's parents.

This low-level mortal did not absorb blood, nor did it automatically repair, and there was no abnormality.

Did I kill the wrong person?

Jin Zhengqiu turned his eyes to the little girl's neighbor.

After killing the entire two families of ten people, the low-level common weapon still didn't move. Jin Zhengqiu had to admit that he failed!

With the same materials and process flow as when casting the "black blood sword", why did the black blood sword succeed, but this sword failed?

Jin Zhengqiu couldn't figure it out!

Is it because I use girls?

It has to be said that Jin Zhengqiu has great potential to be a scientific freak. He guessed boldly and carefully verified it. In the next month, Jin Zhengqiu kidnapped nine children in succession and forged nine low-level ordinary tools.

Of course, all the nine low-level mortals failed!

Then he had to stop.

It's not because of the pursuit of the ironstone city guards, but because the meteorite iron is used up.

When the meteorite iron ran out, Jin Zhengqiu's crazy heart calmed down. He reviewed that he had been too crazy recently. Then he sat on the Taishi chair with hot tea in his hand, looking at the snow capped mountains in the distance and meditating.

Combined with the experience of ten failures, compared with the details of casting the black blood sword, the detail process of casting the sword is absolutely no different, so the only possible difference is the person who used to cast the sword!

Jin Zhengqiu, a boy of the same age as the beggar Chen Haonian, tried eight times and all failed without exception.

Perhaps there is a deeper difference between the beggar named Chen Hao and other boys.

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

So what makes the dead beggar Chen Hao different?

In other words, what characteristics of Chen Hao is needed to cast the sword?

Thinking of this problem, Jin Zhengqiu has a headache!

Jin Zhengqiu only knew that beggar's name was Chen Hao, and then there was nothing.

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

Jin Zhengqiu sighed, "if you had known, ask him more!"

Now he regrets his death.

However, Jin Zhengqiu did not give up hope, at least the black blood sword was still in his hand, and he could continue to study it.

Bai was busy for a month, and Jin Zhengqiu turned his attention to the black blood sword again. He wanted to know the limit of this sword.

I also feel that if the black blood sword produces a sword spirit, if he can communicate with the sword spirit, he may be able to find out the secret of the casting of the black blood sword.

This time, Jin Zhengqiu chose to enter the Xueyun mountains.

After all, killing people in the vicinity of Qingshi city has aroused the vigilance of local warriors, but it is different in Xueyun mountain. Mercenaries die at the mouth of monsters every day, killing people, and monsters help clean up. It is the best choice for low-key and cautious.

There are many experts among the mercenaries nearby, but few can match Jin Zhengqiu.

So Jin Zhengqiu told his disciples that he needed to go out to find precious sword casting materials. He simply packed his bags and entered the Xueyun mountains.

Following Jin Zhengqiu, Chen Hao probably understood that this world is called Tianxuan continent. There are many sects and families, and the martial arts are respected. Then the most respected occupations are foundry and alchemist. At present, this place is under the jurisdiction of iron stone city. There is a snow cloud mountain with many monsters and mercenaries nearby... He doesn't know anything else.

He doesn't even know the warrior level!

After all, Jin Zhengqiu is usually quiet, and he also teaches his apprentice to say two more words, not to mention the apprentice. In front of Jin Zhengqiu, he dare not even say anything, and Chen Hao can't hear him.

Along the way, Jin Zhengqiu didn't chop when he saw monsters. Almost no monsters were his opponents. Chen Hao was more and more sure that this guy should be a master.

At the same time, Chen Hao also found that killing monsters was also good for him.

But the benefits are not great, far less than killing people.

Is it because the spirit of monsters is not strong enough?

Chen Hao guessed.

At dusk on the third day of entering the snow cloud mountains, Jin Zhengqiu met a group of mercenaries.

There were seven mercenaries in this group. One was lying on a stretcher, and he didn't know whether he was alive or dead. One directly broke an arm and was supported by someone. The remaining five were not much better, all injured and embarrassed.

Obviously, I have just experienced a life and death war!

Jin Zhengqiu saw them from a distance and hid. His whole person was like a corpse that had lost all his breath.

The burly man headed by him shouted, "it's already the periphery of the mountain. The monsters here are not strong. Let's camp here tonight!"

"Good commander!"

A group of people began to camp. Jin Zhengqiu narrowed his eyes and stared at them, motionless, and didn't touch them until late in the night.

He first killed the night watchman by the campfire.

Then another two members of the assassination team were found by the wounded on the stretcher.

"There is a sneak attack!"

The man shouted.

Then he was killed by Kim Jong Il with a straightforward sword.

The mercenary regiment reacted, but there were only three people left at this time.

The head of the regiment, a one armed man, and another member.

The head of the mercenary found that most of the team members were dead, and his eyes were about to crack: "who are you? Do you have a grudge against us?"

"We have no hatred, and I'll see you for the first time!" Jin Zhengqiu said in a flat tone.

"Then why deal with us?"

"Just happened to meet!"

As soon as Jin Zhengqiu finished speaking, his body rushed towards the one armed member like lightning.