Chen Hao asked the system: "Can I get a skill every time I upgrade a small level?"

The system replied, "No, there is a certain randomness to acquiring skills, and sometimes it is not always possible to acquire new skills, but it may be to strengthen the skills you have already acquired." ”

"That's pretty good, too. ”

Next, Kim Jong-chok disposed of all the bodies of the assassination and returned to the blacksmith shop.

The next day, during the day and all night, Kim Jong Choo, as usual, taught seven or eight apprentices the art of casting.

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

Kim Jong-chok traveled all the way and kidnapped a little girl of seven or eight years old in a small village near Xueyun Town.

As for the girl's family, Kim Jong Chok was not alarmed, he used drugs!

In short, this is not a reckless man, and he is very purposeful, this is Chen Hao's evaluation of him.

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

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

Looking at the little girl who was crying and struggling, still being thrown into the sword-casting furnace by Kim Jong-chok, Chen Hao seemed to see himself.

But he didn't think about saving the girl.

First, he was powerless for the time being, and the system said that only when the Black Blood Divine Sword became a spiritual weapon could he communicate with the host.

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

Chen Hao knew that Kim Jong-choo would never succeed.

Jin Zhengqiu carried the low-level mortal weapon that had just been formed and had been cut down, and took the black blood divine sword, taking advantage of the night, to Xueyun Town, and then came to the small village again, killing the little girl's parents.

This low-level mortal weapon did not absorb blood, let alone repair itself, and there was nothing abnormal.

Did I kill the wrong person?

Kim Jong Choo turned his gaze to the little girl's neighbor.

The whole two families of ten people were killed, and the low-level mortal weapon still did not move, and Kim Jongqiu had to admit that he failed!

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

Kim Jong Choo can't figure it out!

Is it because I'm using girls?

I have to say that Kim Jong Chok has the potential to be a Frankenstein, he made bold guesses and carefully verified, and in the next month, Kim Jong Choo kidnapped nine children one after another and forged nine low-level mortal weapons.

Of course, all nine low-level mortal weapons failed!

Then he had to stop.

However, because of the tracking of the Ironstone City Guards, it was because the meteorite ran out.

When the meteorite ran out, Jin Zhengqiu's somewhat crazy heart calmed down, he reviewed that he had been too crazy recently, and then he held hot tea, sat on the Taishi's chair, and looked at the snow-capped snow-capped mountains in the distance and pondered.

Combined with the experience of ten failures, compared with the details of forging the Black Blood Divine Sword, there is absolutely no difference in the detailed process of forging the sword, so the only possible difference is the person who uses the sword!

Kim Jong-chok, a boy of the same age as the beggar Chen Hao, tried eight, and all of them failed without exception.

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

There are no two identical leaves in the world, and there are no two people who are exactly the same, and Kim Jong Choo understands this.

So what is the characteristic of the dead beggar Chen Hao that makes him different?

In other words, what kind of characteristics does Chen Hao need to forge the divine sword?

Thinking of this question, Kim Jong Chok had a headache!

Kim Jong-choo only knew that the beggar's name was Chen Hao, and then there was nothing.

As for his qualities, people have been molten iron, and there is no way to investigate!

Kim Jong-chok sighed: "If I knew earlier, I would have asked him more about his situation!"

Now he regrets dying.

However, Jin Zhengqiu did not give up hope, at least the Black Blood Divine Sword was still in his hands, and he could continue to study.

After a month of busy work, Kim Jong Choo turned his attention to the Black Blood Divine Sword again, and he wanted to know where the limit of this sword was.

He also felt that if the Black Blood Divine Sword produced a sword spirit, if he could communicate with the sword spirit, he might be able to find out the secret of the casting of the Black Blood Divine Sword.

This time Kim Jong Cho chose to enter the Snow Cloud Mountains.

After all, killing people in the vicinity of Bluestone City one after another has aroused the vigilance of local warriors, but it is different in the Snow Cloud Mountain Range, where mercenaries die in the mouth of demon beasts every day, killing people, and having demon beasts to help clean up is the best choice for low-key prudence.

There are many masters among the mercenaries nearby, but there are very few who can compare to Kim Jong-cho.

So Jin Zhengqiu told his disciples that he needed to go out to find precious sword casting materials, and simply packed his bags and entered the Snow Cloud Mountain Range.

Following Jin Zhengqiu, Chen Hao probably knew that this world is called Tianxuan Continent, there are many sects and families, and martial artists are respected, and then the most respected profession is a foundry master and alchemist...... He didn't know anything else.

He doesn't even know the rank of a martial artist!

After all, Kim Jong-chok usually speaks little, and he also speaks more when teaching apprentices, let alone apprentices, in front of Kim Jong-chok, he doesn't even dare to speak, and Chen Hao can't hear it.

Along the way, Jin Zhengqiu saw that the demon beast would not be cut, and almost no demon beast was his opponent, Chen Hao became more and more sure that this girl should be a master.

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

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

Is it because the soul of the demon beast is not strong enough?

Chen Hao guessed.

At dusk on the third day of entering the Snow Cloud Mountains, Kim Jong Choo encountered a group of mercenaries.

There were a total of seven mercenaries in this team, one was lying on a stretcher, life and death were unknown, one directly broke an arm and was supported by someone, and the remaining five were not much better, all of them were injured and embarrassed.

Apparently just went through a life-and-death battle!

Kim Jong-chok hid when he saw them from afar, and the whole person was like a corpse that had lost all its breath.

The burly man at the head shouted: "It's already the periphery of the mountain range, the demon beasts here are not strong, let's camp here tonight!"

"Okay Captain!"

A group of people began to set up camp, and Kim Jong-chok squinted at them, motionless, until the second half of the night quietly touched them.

He first killed the Night's Watch next to the campfire.

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

"Someone sneaked up!"

The man shouted.

Then he was killed by Kim Jong Choo with a direct sword.

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

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

The mercenary leader found that most of the team members were dead, and his eyes were split: "Who are you?

"We don't have a grudge, and this is the first time I've seen you!" Kim Jong Chok said in a flat tone.

"Then why deal with us?"

"It just happened to happen!"

As soon as Kim Jong-chok finished speaking, his figure rushed towards the one-armed member like lightning.