Chapter 66: Extracting Immortal Gold

Here it is worth mentioning Steve's background.

He was born in a poor family, and his dream was to join the army, but because of his small size and insufficient weight, he was always rejected by the army.

And he also tried to use some other crooked ways to enter the army, but unfortunately, every time he cheated, he was discovered, and he was even blacklisted.

Seeing the outbreak of the second world, he once again falsified the information and wanted to join the army, but he was ruthlessly recognized and driven out, for this reason, he despaired, and he even had the idea of losing the war, because in this case, the conditions for army recruitment would be lowered.

"Who are you?" Steve looked at the person in front of him vigilantly and asked cautiously.

"It doesn't matter who I am, what matters is whether you want to join the army or not." The old man took out a document and flipped it over, "I have read your information and found that you have falsified your information five times and wanted to join the army, but you have all found out. ”

"I can give you a chance."

"What did you say?" Steve's first reaction was not joy, but vigilance, "You don't want my soul again!" ”

"Your soul?" The old man was depressed, "What do I want your soul to do?" ”

"Let me reintroduce myself." The old man said, "I am Dr. Abraham, a member of the Strategic Science and Technology and Weapons Research and Development Department. ”

"Please tell me your name."

"Steve, Steve Roger." Steve replied in a daze, he was still dizzy and couldn't figure out the situation.

"Good." Dr. Abraham took out his pen and wrote on the document, "Where is your home?" ”

"Apartment on 37th Street, Queens." When Steve saw the old man so formal, a sense of hope burned in his heart, "Can I join the army?" ”

"I'm afraid it's hard." Dr. Abraham pointed to the information and said, "You used the false information five times in the five recruiting locations, each time with a different address and a different age. ”

"In fact, you have been blacklisted by the military, and people like you who use fake information will not be favored by the military."

Dr. Abraham put on a sympathetic look on my face, and then spoke first when Steve was anxious and wanted to speak, "But I can give you a chance." ”

"Please answer me a question, just a question."

"Do you want to go to the battlefield and kill the Nazis?"

"Is this a test?" Steve hesitated.

"Yes, please."

"I don't want to." Steve still decided to speak his mind, "I don't want to kill people, whether it's a killer or whoever, and I don't like to bully the weak. ”

"Very peculiar idea." Abraham turned around and stepped into the car, "There are too many tall men fighting on the battlefield, maybe we should consider your thoughts." ”

"Let's go, let's get in the car, I think I can give you a chance, but it's just such a chance."

"Yes." Steve hurriedly climbed into the car.

"Fill in this information, don't use fake information anymore, this is my friendly reminder." Dr. Abraham handed over the information, "I hope you can do well in training, and I hope I will need you in the future." ”

……

Deutsche Bank underground vault.

Illusory six-sided crystals leaped out of the psychic interface, greedily absorbing the energy transmitted from the void.

In front of Chen Xu, there was a golden wall made of gold.

All the gold plundered by the German [***] team from other countries was concentrated here, and more than five hundred tons of gold were piled up, shining with gold and dazzling.

"That's pretty much enough." Chen Xu's will was spreading, infiltrating the gold in front of him, and extracting the Jin surname inside.

Gold is immortal, buried in the ground for thousands of years, and there will be no decay in the slightest, this is because the surname gold is immortal.

Now Chen Xu wants to extract the immortal gold surname in the gold to condense the innate five elements**.

The monk's method is simple and simple, using his own divine thoughts as the furnace, gold as the material, and mana as the flame, constantly refining the gold until the impurities of the gold are exhausted, leaving the essence.

In the eyes of the monks, the gold was full of impurities except for the immortal Jin.

However, this method took a long time, so Qin Shi Huang found another way.

The Chinese cultivation system is complex and varied, the cultivation methods are flying all over the sky, and there are countless sacrificial and refining methods, among which there is a sacrificial method, called blood sacrifice.

Refining gold with one's own blood, communicating with the dead with the will of the heart, allowing the dead to obtain the spiritual surname, and finally allowing it to spit out the essence and absorb it into the body.

He bit his fingers, dripping blood, smearing evenly on top of the gold, communicating with his own heart and will.

Cold and ruthless, this is the feeling that gold gives Chen Xu, but Chen Xu doesn't care, he still continues to communicate and inject his will into it.

After about three days, his will fully penetrated the gold in front of him, and finally gave the golden spirit surname, so he urgently ordered the gold to spit out his immortal gold surname.

Only to see a flash of golden brilliance slashing across and burrowing into Chen Xu's body, a golden ball immediately appeared in the palm of his hand.

The golden ball swirled in the palm of his hand, and then merged into the palm of his hand, and his body slowly turned golden, like a golden statue cast of gold.

"The gold in the innate five elements** has been completed, but only the wood in water, fire, earth, and wood has a little bit of niduan, and the other three have no eyebrows, this innate five elements**, it is really difficult to condense."

The more he condensed the innate five elements, the more Chen Xu understood the incomprehensibility of this method, and he understood very well that in fact, Qin Shi Huang did not condense the complete innate five elements**, he only condensed three kinds.

Otherwise, the Xuanshui Black Dragon he incarnated would not have only three heads, but five heads, and its strength would not only be in the 'Silver' realm, but should be in the 'Legendary' realm.

In fact, every time the innate five elements are condensed into a five elements, the strength will rise to a level, and when all his five elements are condensed, it is the legendary realm, and with the integration of the five elements, incarnated as a true dragon, it will reach the 'epic' realm and the peak of mortals, as for the aftermath, Qin Shi Huang's innate five elements ** are not recorded.

"But the gold in front of us still needs to be recycled." Chen Xu looked at the piles of gold that had become dim in front of him and frowned slightly.

Qin Shi Huang's gold is not gold, but swords, is war, so he collected the world's swords, quelled the war, after the success of condensation, waste utilization, cast twelve bronze people.

He now also has waste utilization.

"Legend has it that the sword immortal of Shu Mountain, collecting the qi of Western Gengjin and condensing the flying sword, can take the head of a person thousands of miles away, why don't I condense a flying sword today?"

As soon as he thought of it, he used his soul as the furnace, gold as the material, and mana as the flame to forge a flying sword.

The soul was upside down, the mana was like a fire, burning wildly, and the originally hard gold gradually softened under the burning of mana.

Seven and forty-nine days later, the gold in front of Chen Xu had disappeared, leaving only a flying sword about three feet long, the flying sword was golden all over, but it did not shine, but there was a vague feeling.

"One last step." As soon as he slapped his head, the energy core spewed out a large amount of magic power, which fell into his body, replenishing the dried mana, and then a mouthful of blood spurted out and sprayed on the flying sword.

The strange thing is that this blood fell on the flying sword, and instead of staining the flying sword red, it made the flying sword even more obscure, as if it was about to disappear from people's sight.

Chen Xu made a casual move, and the flying sword fell into the water, motionless, like a dead thing.

However, Chen Xu understands that this flying sword has a spirit, this spirit is not the spirit of the soul, but the spirit of the spirit surname, when he sacrificed gold with blood and took away the immortal gold surname, the gold had a spirit, and then he used gold to refine the flying sword, spit out a mouthful of blood, stained the flying sword, and sacrificed the flying sword with blood, so that it was in harmony with his heart.

With a flick of his hand, the flying sword flew out, slashing through the steel plate, like a piece of cloth, and with a tear, a crack appeared, and then a few more strokes, and the steel plate began to fall apart.

Bite! Bite! Bite!

The entire underground vault was alarmed, waking up many people.

"The flying sword is really sharp." Chen Xu muttered.

This is not any other place, but the underground vault of Deutsche Bank, and the steel plates inside are all steel plates two decimeters thick.

And such a steel plate was easily cut by a flying sword, and the sharpness of the flying sword can be imagined.

"It's not enough." Chen Xu muttered.

The sharpness is only about the same as the Spear of Judgment, no, worse than the Spear of Judgment, because the Spear of Judgment contains at least one energy that can slow down the recovery speed of the undead body, and it also has special lethality, but the Flying Sword does not.

"My flying sword shouldn't be so weak."

Chen Xu gritted his teeth and transferred the energy from the sacrifice to the flying sword, which was equivalent to the sacrifice object of the sacrifice when the priest group held a sacrifice.

Sacrifice to become a god is not only to sacrifice living things, but also to make living things become gods; Sacrificing to the dead can also allow the dead to gain all kinds of magical powers, and this dead thing, under normal circumstances, would be called an artifact.

Footsteps came, and soldiers wearing black special operations uniforms and black masks broke in.

"Get out." Chen Xu said coldly.

"Yes." The leader glanced at Chen Xu, glanced at the steel plate that was cut by the flying sword, felt a chill in his heart, and led his subordinates to withdraw.

After everyone withdrew, Chen Xu lifted the flying sword and whispered, "Since you are made of gold and so sharp, you can call it Jinfeng." ”

'Golden Peak' wrapped around Chen Xu's body, flying up and down, and from time to time made a clear sound, as if celebrating that he had a new name.