Scourge the heavens

[Martial arts are being transmitted, please wait.]

When the reminder sounded, Wei Qiu didn't let go of his finger on the little boy's forehead, but just looked at him quietly.

The little boy closed his eyes meekly, and stood there without moving.

[Transmission is complete, the evil sword manual has been stored, and the next transmission requires 100000 activation points! 】

"Ho Ho..." After the system prompt, the little boy let out a few muffled growls, and opened his eyes suddenly.

A pair of cold eyes just opened, and the whole room seemed much colder.

Compared with before, the little boy's eyes were more lively.

Zheng!
A flash of sword light flashed across the little boy's eyes, and the little boy who was originally on the spot quickly came to the table and grabbed a chopstick on the table.

The chopsticks were in his hands like sharp swords.

The small body uses chopsticks as swords, and wields a set of sword skills in the room.

Even if it's the first time to use it, the little boy's sword is much faster than Lin Pingzhi's.

"Is this the Lin family's No. 72 evil sword technique?" Wei Qiu, who was leaning on the chair, whispered softly.

It took a long time for the little boy to recover from his comprehension of swordsmanship.

He came to Wei Qiu respectfully, and bent down with his chopsticks in both hands.

This is the second time that Wei Qiu has seen the little boy submit to him, like some kind of ancient worship.

"I bestowed this on you, you must keep it in your mind." Wei Qiu lifted the little boy up and said this very solemnly.

After all, this is 40 scourge points!

"Ho! Hearing Wei Qiu's words, the little boy raised his head at Wei Qiu and roared hoarsely.

"Well, you probably understand it." Regarding the little boy's statement, Wei Qiu assumed that he could understand it.

After one night, Wei Qiu has fully recovered through breath adjustment.

A refreshed Wei Qiu took the little boy out of the inn early in the morning.

After all, this era is not the previous life, and the inn does not provide breakfast, so Wei Qiu took the little boy out to see if there is any delicious breakfast.

By the way, go to the weapon shop and buy a high-quality iron sword for the little boy.

After casually buying some pastries for breakfast, the two came to a blacksmith shop.

"Shopkeeper, is there any handy weapon here?" Wei Qiu asked casually as soon as he walked in.

This blacksmith's shop is not big, and there are various weapons and even some iron farm tools on the stone platform on the left.

There are several swords hanging on the side wall, which seem to have not been sharpened yet.

"What kind of weapon does the young hero need?" Hearing the sound, a shirtless black-faced man rushed over, holding a shovel in his hand.

"Shorter iron swords should be of high quality." Seeing the shop owner, Wei Qiu looked around.

"If it's on this table, a handful of ten silvers, if it's hanging on the wall, a handful of thirty silvers."

"If the young man is not in a hurry, I can still make it for you. The price depends on the materials used to make it."

The shop owner saw that Wei Qiu had been looking up at the stone platform, but he didn't mean to look down on him, and introduced Wei Qiu very patiently.

"I'll take a look at these swords before making a decision." Wei Qiu nodded, and reached out to touch the iron sword on the stone platform.

Just like other novels, Wei Qiu sees if he can be lucky enough to pick up a big deal in any blacksmith shop.

The iron swords on the stone platform seem to be very ordinary, or it may be that the shopkeeper does not know the goods.

Wei Qiu intends to touch them all with his hands to see if the system has any special prompts.

However, not to mention the iron sword on the stone platform, even the iron objects hanging on the wall were all touched by Wei Qiu.

There was no notification sound from the system, which made Wei Qiu feel a little discouraged.

"Why, is the young man dissatisfied?" Seeing Wei Qiu's strange behavior, the boss stepped forward and asked although he was a little puzzled.

"Besides these, do you have any treasures here?" Wei Qiu had no choice but to settle for the next best thing.

"If the young man really needs a sword, I really have a good one here." Seeing Wei Qiu's tone, the owner of the shop hesitated for a moment, then gritted his teeth and said.

"What?" Wei Qiu became a little interested in the shopkeeper's reluctance.

"Wait a moment." After leaving a word, the man hurried into the house.

After a long time, the man came out of the house, holding a box made of golden nanmu in both hands.

Looking around, this box is already quite old, and the surface of the box is engraved with black-spotted dragon patterns. The box alone is expensive.

Although Wei Qiu didn't know the authenticity of the box.

But with his martial arts cultivation, it can be clearly judged that this box has indeed been quite old.

"This box is not simple." Looking at the shop owner, Wei Qiu said lightly.

"I didn't expect the young man to have such vision at such a young age." The shop owner was very happy when he heard Wei Qiu's words: "This box was made by a master in the Jin Dynasty."

"The black spot on it was filled with Tingyu ink by the masters of the past dynasties, and there are still ink marks left."

"But the most precious thing is what's inside the box, please take a look, young man!"

The shop owner obviously attached great importance to this item, and while introducing it to Wei Qiu in detail, he carefully opened the wooden box.

Inside the wooden box, a cold dagger lay quietly inside, but it looked very ordinary.

"This is?" Seeing the dagger in the box, Wei Qiu looked over it suspiciously.

"This dagger is incredible. It was this dagger that Jing Ke used to assassinate the King of Qin!"

"After Jing Ke's death, the King of Qin ordered this dagger to be included in the treasury, and it was later obtained by the descendants of the Yan Kingdom."

"Originally, this dagger had no name. The descendants of Yan State named it Yi Shuihan to commemorate the deeds of their ancestors and Jing Ke."

What the shop owner said was very mysterious, even the history of this dagger was so clear that Wei Qiu was taken aback when he heard it.

"Yi Shuihan?" Reaching out to pick up the dagger, Wei Qiu couldn't be sure whether it was true or not.

when!
A soft moan sounded, and Wei Qiu casually chopped off several iron tools on the stone platform.

This dagger looks inconspicuous, but it can cut iron like mud. Even if the system does not prompt, it is still a rare treasure.

"Let's make a price." Wei Qiu casually threw the dagger to the little boy, and asked the shop owner the price.

"Price?" The shop owner couldn't help but smiled and shook his head when he heard Wei Qiu asking about the price: "Do you think such a dagger can be measured by price?"

"It's interesting, then what do you want?" Seeing the look of the weapon shop owner, Wei Qiu narrowed his eyes slightly.

"The young hero is the murderous sword Wei Qiu, right?"

"Yes, I am Wei Qiu."

"As long as you promise to help me kill someone, I'll give you this dagger!" In order to tempt Wei Qiu, the shop owner continued, "My ancestors are descendants of the Yan Kingdom, and this dagger is real."

"Who are you going to kill?" Wei Qiu didn't directly make a decision, but asked seriously with his voice pressed down.

"The East is undefeated!"