When Su Mo arrived home at night, he found that the house was quiet.
Turning around, he saw Xiao Meng standing on the coffee table, with his hands by his side, his chubby little face serious, with a hint of seriousness and a hint of anxiety.
Behind her, there was an iron-gray stainless steel 50cm ruler standing, and the handmaid was pressing the ruler to measure her height.
Xiaomeng didn't dare to move and asked nervously:
"Sister Hand Girl, have I grown taller again?"
"No, it's still 22.5."
The hand girl replied neatly and without any hesitation in her clear voice.
There was a flash of disappointment in Xiao Meng's eyes, and then she looked at Su Mo not far away, her eyebrows flying up happily:
"Brother Su Mo, come and see us too."
I know it even without looking.
Su Mo secretly complained, but his feet came closer. He glanced at the ruler and nodded:
"Yes, it is indeed 22.5."
Xiao Meng's expression was gloomy, and she was quite unhappy about the fact that she couldn't grow taller.
But she quickly adjusted herself, put her hands on her hips, raised her nose, and said in a sullen tone:
"Anyway, I'm already the tallest in our class. It doesn't seem good to grow too tall. Let's wait for them first."
Su Mo glanced at her:
"What nonsense are you talking about as a 22-foot-tall guy?"
"It's 22.5!!"
Xiao Meng immediately stopped and retorted with Tiaojiao, her face turning red with anger.
"Do you know what the decimal point means?"
Xiaomeng's body froze, like a BJD doll.
Then the doll suddenly raised its head with a fierce expression:
"I don't care anyway, you can't reduce my number!"
"How about this?" Su Mo suggested, "From now on you will be 22.49. Look, there are four numbers."
Xiao Meng felt a little dizzy after hearing this, as if she had fallen into a rice vat, and was so happy that she didn't know what to do from east to west, north to south.
She looked wanderingly at the hand girl beside her, and asked with expectant look on her face:
"Sister Hand Girl, can I really change from 22.5 to 22.49?"
The hand girl glanced at the prankster and said angrily:
"If you go to bed early and get up early, it will be 22.49 from now on, otherwise it will only be 22.5."
After hearing this, Xiao Meng nodded obediently and said:
"I'm going to bed now."
"Wait a minute, you went to play in the mud in the backyard today and gave me a bath before going to bed."
The hand girl picked up a white open children's milk bowl and poured more than half of the bowl of warm water into it.
Xiaomeng took off her clothes very smoothly, turned it into a bowl, only a small head the size of a ping-pong ball was exposed, and took a warm bath on the spot, humming in comfort.
The hand girl picked up a fine-bristle toothbrush and brushed her.
Su Mo shook his head and walked to the dining table to eat.
But as he was eating, he suddenly felt something was not right.
Because a very strange children’s song sounded at home:
"...the baby cried and called mother
The little bird on the tree is laughing haha
Baby, baby, why are you crying?
Do you remember what your mother said?
Baby, baby, don't cry anymore
If you have anything on your mind, just tell me.
I also had a home once upon a time
And dear parents
One day my father was drunk
Picked up the ax and walked towards my mother..."
Su Mo couldn't hold himself any longer.
He put down the 4-liter rice cooker and asked Xiao Meng, who was clapping her hands and singing children's songs in the milk bowl:
"Do you teach this kind of song in preschool?"
"no."
Xiao Meng responded crisply:
"My little brother taught me this!"
"You've only been in school for a few days and you already have a little brother?"
Su Mo looked puzzled.
Xiao Meng pouted and said dissatisfied:
"People can accept little brothers on TV, why can't I accept them?
And I didn’t charge too much, so I only collected two. "
"What, you're planning to form a gang, right?"
"Hmph, I won't accept those guys. They don't even dare to admit that they are not as tall as me. Such dishonest people are not worthy of being my little brother."
Su Mo was speechless.
Okay, you still have a set of little principles.
I'll meet your little brother some other time and see where this idiot can be fooled by you.
After dinner, inside the master bedroom.
Su Mo sat on a wicker chair, drinking the digestive tea brewed by the handmaid, and opened his attribute panel:
【Power: 6000】
【Speed: 6000】
[Agility: 5040]
[Physique: 4000]
[Spirit: 4000]
[Free attribute points: 310]
Today was a peaceful day without any extraordinary incidents.
Su Mo was a little uncomfortable with this sudden incident.
But it's a good thing that we didn't encounter any accidents.
If possible, he hoped that this kind of life could continue forever.
Anyway, even if there is no extra point income, the daily guaranteed attribute points alone are enough to keep him far behind the practitioners.
It's a pity that with the revival of spiritual energy and various supernatural powers, this kind of calm and ordinary daily life may be difficult to see again in the future.
And he can't always be a delivery boy. He has already delivered food for 57 chapters. There will be a time when he can reach the top of this profession.
"Forget it, I'll think about the future later. Now I'm still a glorious blue and yellow knight. Delivering takeaways to customers is my destiny. I can't slack off just because I'm approaching the end of my career. That's not like that. It looks like that.”
Su Mo stretched and cheered up from the laziness after the meal.
Then——
"add a bit!"
With a thought, the free attribute points instantly return to zero.
Quickly, he mentioned 5350.
A sudden increase in agility of 6% may require some adaptation for ordinary people to avoid making mistakes in daily actions.
But Su Mo has been experiencing changes in strength every day since he added points. This increase is completely trivial. He has mastered it in a blink of an eye, without even needing to practice more.
In addition, he gradually began to realize the ceiling of agility.
In two days at most, it will be time to change to the next attribute.
Su Mo waved his hand to disperse the attribute panel, and spread out a palm-sized booklet made of neither gold nor jade on the table. It was the "Red Yang Gong" that Xu Zongqi gave as a thank you gift.
He briefly browsed this secret martial arts book during lunch.
I also tried to think a lot while delivering food in the afternoon and evening.
Chi Yang Kung and Po Yun Fist are different.
It is not a certain move technique, but more similar to the inner strength and mental skills in martial arts novels.
When talking about this, we have to go back to the Mystical Warrior itself.
After more than three months of exploration and research, coupled with communication with many practitioners, Su Mo has a relatively clear understanding of the practice system.
At present, there are three major cultivation systems in the entire cultivation world, namely magician, mystic warrior and fusion practitioner.
Both magicians and mystical warriors have been inherited from ancient times and are extraordinary professions that originally existed in historical records.
But the fusion person is a new system born after the resurgence of supernatural power, and it is a brand-new extraordinary profession.
It is still unclear why the profession of fusion did not appear in ancient times.
It's possible that it existed before, but it existed for such a short time that no information has been handed down at all.
Just like now, the number of fusions far exceeds that of magicians. But as the spiritual energy continues to recover and the concentration continues to increase, maybe everyone will eventually be able to practice. Then the extremely dangerous fusion will become an obvious niche profession, and gradually Lost in the tide of time.
But that day is still too far away from now.
Judging from the current situation, apart from the large number of fusion practitioners and the magicians with strict qualification requirements, the secret warriors are basically no different from little transparent ones.
But unfortunately, only the secret martial arts of the secret warrior can bring him a certain bonus.
In fact, this is easy to understand. Many of the spells used by magicians require the mobilization of spiritual power, and there is no such thing as spiritual power in his body. As for the magical objects used by the fusion, they are more like toys to him. They are more of a drag than a bonus - when the magical objects have had the time to be effective, he would have killed the enemy hundreds of times.
On the contrary, the secret martial arts skills of the secret warriors seem to be ordinary. If the average secret martial artist learns them, they can at most be able to deal with practitioners of the same level.
As a result, due to the extra points in his attributes, his energy and blood were so abundant that any secret martial art in his hands could exert unimaginable power.
Just like the Poyun Fist that I learned last time, its founder could only hit about a hundred feet with one punch at his peak. In his hands, it could hit just five kilometers - when the attributes increased, this attack distance would still be can be further improved.
To sum it up simply, great efforts can produce miracles.
Although in the eyes of the outside world, mystic warriors are not considered great, they are very vulgar compared with magicians, and are extremely look down upon.
But Su Mo was completely indifferent to this——
You have all kinds of wonderful skills and all kinds of Taoist methods, can you take my punch?
Big fists are the last word.
And the most important thing is that the secret warrior system is not all about combat techniques.
Take this book of Chi Yang Kung as an example, it is not just a simple fighting method.
Under normal circumstances, the energy stimulated by the mystic warrior using his qi and blood has no attributes, including the fist intention that is condensed later, which also contains the mystic warrior's own will. Unless he practices the secret martial art with attributes, he can make his own Some moves show attribute biases such as freezing and sharpness.
But Chiyang Gong is different. As a unique skill similar to internal strength and mental skills, what it changes is not the attributes of a certain move or style, but the attributes of the mystic warrior's whole body energy and meaning.
After practicing this Chiyang Kung Fu, one's strength will immediately become extremely strong, like fire, and even the stimulating divine will can bring about this majestic scene.
For Su Mo, this was an obvious good thing.
On the one hand, it can form a very strong lethality against monsters, further enhancing his offensive methods.
Secondly, it can produce strong resistance to Yang-type attacks, such as fire charms, poisonous flame palms, etc. Even if it tickles him, it is automatically immune.
Thirdly, it can greatly save one's own strength. Assuming that one percent of the strength can kill the sixth level, then after activating the Red Yang Kung Fu, with attribute bonus, maybe 0.5 percent can kill the opponent.
Although the difference of 0.5% is not big, it seems like a win, but what if we accidentally encounter a level 6 siege in the future?
If one hundred thousand level 6 suddenly appeared, wouldn't it be useful?
If you expect the enemy to be lenient, you have to be on guard!
And these are only the benefits in combat. Chiyang Kung is not just a simple combat method, it still has many wonderful uses outside of combat.
For example, lighting cigarettes, lighting candles, lighting nuclear bombs, heating the room, roasting sweet potatoes, curing the cold, melting the North and South Poles - well, the last one may not be feasible now, but melting an iceberg should be completely fine.
When the attributes are high in the future, it will be too late to melt the North and South Poles.
Su Mo gathered his thoughts, didn't think any more, and started to add more.
It’s time to pull out the skill points that haven’t been used for a long time.
1050 points.
It shouldn't be a problem to reach the seventh level of Chiyang Kung.
However, since it is too difficult to accumulate skill points, it is better to save a little.
So Su Mo began to take the initiative to absorb the unique meaning contained in the original text.
Countless practice experiences and insights related to Chiyang Kung rolled and collided in his mind.
There is this bright road opened up by predecessors. Even if he does not borrow skill points, he can digest the legacy in two or three months at most and step into the fifth level in one step.
And if there is no such infusion of meaning, ordinary people will have to spend at least four or five years of hard practice before they can reach the same state.
This is the quick path to success for mystical warriors, and it is also the reason why mystical warriors were suppressed by magicians several times in ancient times, but their roots have never been cut off.
But Su Mo couldn't wait as long as two months, let alone the fifth level.
After absorbing the meaning, he immediately started adding points.
Spend 3 points to master the first level.
Spend 11 points to master the second level.
Spend 27 points to master the third level.
…
Consume 150 points and reach the seventh level of Dzogchen.
The further it goes, the more terrifying it becomes.
When he added points to the seventh level, Su Mo's eyelids were twitching.
I'm afraid it will suddenly double several times.
Fortunately, it only took 495 points to master it completely.
Su Mo couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief, and then another look of joy flashed across his face.
In just a few seconds, his Chiyang Kung Fu has reached the level of perfection, surpassing even the author who originally left behind this secret martial art.
With a slight push by Su Mo, the invisible and colorless energy in his hand immediately filled the red clouds, becoming like a burning cloud, filled with surging heat. Just by manifesting it, the temperature in the room rose several degrees out of thin air. .
He tried to gather this energy together again. As the energy gathered together, it became smaller and smaller, and the color became darker and darker, from thin red to deep red to dark red. Finally, it looked like a burning red giant star, as if It could explode at any moment.
Su Mo knew that this thing could indeed explode. The specific power would depend on how much energy he injected into it. He didn't know the upper limit yet, but it should be no problem to wipe out the entire villa area.
Su Mo thought for a while and finally stopped planning to test the upper limit.
Such a big explosion, let alone happening on the ground, even if it happens in the sky, will have a big impact.
You can't just test the upper limit every time you learn a trick, because sooner or later the earth will be wiped out.
But if you don’t test the upper limit, you can also test other things.
Another small red ball appeared in Su Mo's hand.
Then another.
one more.
…
Soon he had eight small red balls in his hand.
Looking at these eight little red balls, his mind twitched and he suddenly started tossing and catching in the air.
I was having fun when my phone suddenly rang.
He casually shook away the 128 small red balls and turned on his phone.
I saw a message from Shen Panxia:
"Brother Mo, I found another clue about the Death Mark weapon. This time it may be related to the Dream Valley Amusement Park."
