Qin Xiaochuan's sword-forging technique was learned from Xi Xiqi.

This pot, he doesn't really want to carry it.

Perhaps this method is not called sword forging, but rather a swordsman's instinctive choice of the most suitable sword weapon for him. Although there is a big gap between the black sword and the famous sword in all aspects, in terms of use and the play of the body, it is indeed the most suitable sword for Qin San at present.

Jin Ziling sighed and sighed, but in the end he didn't do anything.

It is said to be a black sword, but in fact, the color is closer to the color of the earth, the hilt of the sword is engraved with Ganoderma lucidum cloud pattern, and the sword body is a naturally formed pattern and the two large characters in the middle: "incomprehensible". With Qin Xiaochuan's illiteracy, he could probably recognize the word "no", and over time, even he forgot whether he didn't name the sword.

Incomprehensible is both a question.

"My sword, can it still be saved?" Qin Xiaochuan asked Jin Ziling cautiously.

Jin Ziling glanced at him.

In terms of material, the iron of the black sword is taken from the Ouyang family's Outer Divine Iron, which can be regarded as an opportunity that originally belonged to Ye Xiaochai. The rest of the earth is also a sacred object related to the earth, the sword of gold and earth, which is very suitable for exerting Xuanmai martial arts. As for the Buddhist exercises, the trick is not practical with the sword.

"Alas. Although it is a pity, Jin Ziling has to admit that this sword is not suitable for anyone to interfere with at present, but it is still in the process of being cast.

"Keep doing it according to your ideas, the will is the fire, the body is the hammer, and one day it will be the best weapon you can rely on, but-"

Jin Ziling hid half of his words, and carefully observed Qin Xiaochuan: "In the future, if you feel that this sword is no longer suitable for use, you can come to the Silent Mountain Jinglu to find me again." "The sword also has a destiny. When the destiny of the person who forged this sword in one hand changes, how can the fate of the sword not change. In the eyes of Jin Ziling, Qin Xiaochuan is the only person he has seen in this life whose life is full of various uncertainties. It's as if this person himself is the biggest variable in the world.

As a traverser, whether you have a golden finger or not is secondary, if you can't even mix the variables in the world, it's better to honestly find a place to stay.

"Oh. ”

Qin Xiaochuan pondered. On the other side, there is someone to fetch the blood-stained ice moth, this moth is Jin Ziling's beloved famous weapon, and it will take a long time to deal with it in the future, so we must find a way to make the old Jin demon grow and live forever. He is good at interfering with other people's destiny.

Let's not talk about swords now.

Besides, he was really going to be knocked down the mountain.

"Actually, there is another thing, Qin needs to turn to Mr. for help. ”

Jin Ziling's impression of Qin Xiaochuan is acceptable, at least it is very interesting to watch the undisguised expression change on this person's face, much more interesting than those innate innate who are unfathomable at every turn.

The black sword is handed back and put away. Both the sword and the man breathed a sigh of relief.

"Is it about this wisp of ghost energy on you?"

As soon as the Jinziling folding fan was raised, a wisp of faint black gas accompanied by a piece of broken iron emerged from Qin Xiaochuan's collar and was suspended in the air.

The people who come to the Silent Mountain are not for the sword, but for the ghost.

This first encounter in his life once again aroused the interest in Jin Ziling's heart, and the person in front of him seemed to have already known his relationship with the Ghost Catching Heavenly Master and the Heavenly Master. But he didn't think of exploring other people's secrets, he shook the fan leisurely, and let the broken iron that was lodged with ghost qi fall into Qin Xiaochuan's palm, "It's not difficult to specify the location of the Heavenly Master, but how to convince can only depend on your own skills." ”

Interesting.

It is not in vain that today's wind and sun are beautiful, but he is still waiting in the quiet house of the lonely mountain, Jin Ziling looked at Qin Xiaochuan, but he was really relieved to see this person.

Qin Xiaochuan: "Thank you." "He'll definitely help the Bloodstained Ice Moth find a good owner. As for the Heavenly Master, he still had in his hand the whereabouts of the powerful ghost who occupied the body of the city lord in Hope Miyagi, and he didn't believe that he was not interested.

Changing ghosts into ghosts can be regarded as solving problems for Mrs. Ziyan in Hope Palace, and by the way, solving the fate of death for Ji Xiaotang, who has dealt with her.

This business is not bad.

On a barren mountain, the person entrusted with the task of taking the sword is the ghost thief Hunqianshou.

Looking at the steady stream of information that has been sent, for the sake of the usual living situation of Hun Qianshou's only daughter, Lian Zhuang, the ghost thief once again promised to entrust him. Hun Qianshou, who was hiding nearby and watching the movement in front of him, sighed in his heart, saying to himself that it was the last time every time, and he couldn't refuse the price offered by the other party every time, such as the sugar gourd given to Lian Zhuang, helping Lian Zhuang clear the bandits that haunted the neighborhood, and the clothes of the latest style girl Four Seasons in the Bitter Realm.

Now that I'm on the boat, I don't want to get down.

Yan Xi Bingxie, who was holding the beast's eye to unlock the formation of Xuanbing Peak, had been entering the cave for a while. Yan Xi Bingxie knew well about the small insects around him, but out of the exchange of interests, he didn't seem to care about the tracking of the ghost thieves. Out of recognition of his own abilities, the ghost thief Hun Qianshou did not follow further, but chose to ambush outside.

Therefore, Qin Xiaochuan also muttered in his heart as to whether Yan Xibingxie, who had an unpredictable temperament, would hand over the blood-stained ice moth, instead of using this sword as an excuse to find an opportunity to fight with him. He tried not to change the matter, so he never thought that Bing Xie would fulfill the conditions truthfully. What's more, in fact, the sword of the Bloodstained Ice Moth was not held by Yan Xi Bingxie, but was to be taken from the person he wanted to save. What Qin Xiaochuan wanted was nothing more than an opportunity for Yan Xi to interfere with the soldiers.

The person imprisoned on Xuanbing Peak was Zou Zongtian, one of the four evildoers of the martial arts in the past!

Barren mountain peaks, time passes with the wind. Out of his sensitivity to qi, the ghost thief instantly hid his figure in the deeper darkness under the cracks in the rocks. I saw the place where Yan Xi Bingxie entered before him, and slowly walked out of a figure. A pungent fishy smell immediately spread in the sun, Zou Zongtian was dressed in dirty white clothes, his head was full of scars, and pus and blood hung on his skin, as if he had not washed himself for hundreds of thousands of years.

This person is qualified, and that's the goal.

Hun Qianshou quietly left. Yan Xi Bingxie who followed closely behind had already known in advance that someone would target Zou Zongtian, so he still didn't notice the slightest abnormality. The masked Yan Knife Man did not show the slightest abnormality, and broke up with Zou Zongtian.

After that, the target of the ghost thief's tracking was changed to this sloppy person, and he followed all the way down the Xuanbing Peak to another cave.

According to the hints given by Qin Xiaochuan, no matter where Zou Zongtian went first after leaving Xuanbing Peak, he would have to take action immediately after he left the second location. Because too much time had passed, he couldn't be sure whether the Bloodstained Ice Moth's sword had been hidden on Zou Zongtian's body in the first place, or if it had been taken out from somewhere else later.

Keep an eye on Zou Zongtian, and you will have a chance to get the Blood Ice Moth.

How quickly the ghost thief strikes!

It wasn't until the slight wind swept through the clearing in the forest, and then Zou Zong, who was walking in the mountain woodland, felt that the place where he had been placing his belongings was slightly empty. The blood-stained ice moth is gone!And at this time, Hun Qianshou was so disgusted that he almost wanted to vomit, God knows what kind of torture it is for a ghost thief with a keen sense of smell to steal from a person who is dirty inside and outside.

God, be sure to wash your hands.

The terrifying murderous aura immediately exploded, and once he realized that he had lost his sword, Zou Zongtian's expression was close to madness. Hun Qianshou made a successful move, but he didn't even show up, and immediately retreated backwards. But at this moment, a fiery red sword in the air suddenly slashed along the castration of the wind!

"Where are you going—"

The gloomy laughter resounded in the sky, with the demon sword trick in front and Zou Zongtian in the back. Hun Qianshou did not give in, and continued to break through! And it was at this time that the sword of the blood-stained ice moth showed its elegance for the first time. I heard a soft groan in the wind, the sword was unsheathed, the gauntlet was like the wings of a moth, and in an instant, the blazing flames were extinguished by the ice, and the demon knife made a crisp sound, and the waist was broken.

With a clang, two phantoms passed by in the wind. Yan Xi's body was suddenly revealed, and a bloody mark appeared on his wrist holding the knife. The moment the blood splashed turned into pieces of illusory ice flower moth shadows, the volley dissipated with the wind. It was really a peerless sword! Hun Qianshou could vaguely understand why Qin Xiaochuan had to obtain this sword, if this kind of divine weapon was in the hands of the enemy, it would be too dangerous.

Although in fact, the ghost thief can't understand the obsession of a swordsman with a blood-stained ice moth.

Hurry up! The light luck is extreme, and the back of Hun Qian's hands is stimulated by Zou Zongtian's killing machine, and the creeps from the soul to the body are terrifying. There was no one in front of him, and the ghost thieves traveled thousands of miles, almost running from the eastern part of the Central Plains to the northern region before they dared to really stop. The madman who followed him for hundreds of miles, until the change in wind direction took away the last trace of breath, and then he stopped in an emotional state.

Compared with Zou Zongtian, they are simply a pair of crazy people. Hun Qianshou almost burst into tears, this business can't be done, go back and retire!

At this time, Qin Xiaochuan had already found the Heavenly Master under the guidance of Jin Ziling. The Heavenly Master of the Heavenly Punishment was a black-bearded Taoist with a quick temper and a skillful skill in catching ghosts. When Jin Ziling's spell fell at the feet of the Heavenly Punishment Master, the Dao Master with a heavy black iron on his back had already jumped to his feet, and before Qin Xiaochuan finished speaking, he had already waved his big hand: Come less, get out quickly.

He's too busy catching ghosts to mess around with people. The white-haired imp behind the Heavenly Master stuck out his tongue and made a grimace at Qin Xiaochuan, one person and one pet drove a white paper umbrella, soared into the sky and swallowed like a tiger, and was about to leave on a rampage.

The black sword slanted forward, and the blade of the sword slashed the airflow in an instant, and the white-haired little ghost fell from the sky and rolled to the ground with a thud, and was pressed by the sword blade that suddenly became very heavy.

Qin Xiaochuan walked over slowly and put a string of rosaries around the neck of the white-haired imp.

Monks and Taoists are the two most suitable professions for catching ghosts in the world. I listened to Qin Xiaochuan squatting beside him and reciting the scriptures. He also had dull eyes and a dark face. Then with a snort, the Heavenly Punishment Master, who sensed that something was wrong, rushed back again.

The heavy iron box, which was not much heavier than the black sword, was unloaded to the ground with a thud by the Heavenly Master.

"Release people...... Ah, let the ghosts!" The Heavenly Master stared at his beard and pointed at him with an umbrella viciously.

Qin Xiaochuan raised his sword and let go. The white-haired imp let out another wow, and rushed over to climb onto the shoulder of the Heavenly Master, trembling.

Xingtian Master had a cold face, and checked that the rosary on Ye Du's neck was only attached to some Buddha qi and did not have a harmful effect, so he turned his head and asked, "What are you looking for me?"

Qin Xiaochuan spread out his palm, revealing the piece of residual iron.

Xingtian Master glanced at it slightly and moved his eyebrows: "Who are you looking for...... No, the ghost has already been reincarnated, and it's useless to have just a few residual thoughts on this piece of iron, so throw it away!"