Chapter 105: Metamorphosis (1)

Wu Zhiyong thought for a while and said, "That's it, then take a period of leave first, and when you think clearly, if you still want to suspend your studies, then suspend your studies." ”

Wu Mian knew that his father was worried that he was excited for a while and wanted him to calm down.

Wu Mian really thought it through this time, but he was not in a hurry, and nodded: "It's okay, then I'll go back to the room." ”

Under Wu Zhiyong's puzzled gaze, Wu Mian returned to his room.

I opened the drawer and looked at the Qi and Blood Pill and the nutrient solution inside.

With the transformation of the sword master, the cultivation effect has been substantially improved, but it is not without a price.

Yesterday, he ate two Qi and Blood Pills in a row, which raised his physique to 195 shells.

Next, if you want to improve it like this, the loss of pills, nutrient solutions, etc., will be great.

Fortunately, during this period of time, Wu Mian has accumulated a lot of pills, especially the Qi and Blood Pill, and he usually takes one every four or five days, and he doesn't use it very much, and now he has a lot of ......

"As long as you have the assistance of the Qi and Blood Pill, with the cultivation speed of last night, you can improve the martial artist level ...... today."

Thinking of this, Wu Mian's heart thumped, he took out two Qi and Blood Pills and put them on his body, and after thinking about it, he took out one more Qi and Blood Pill as a backup.

"The pill is here, where will I cultivate next!?"

There is nothing wrong with his family's cultivation of the twenty-six forms of foundation building, but if you want to cultivate the sword master, you can't move it.

"Longmen Community?"

Wu Mian shook his head.

Since Wu Mian easily defeated Lei Yang last time, as soon as he arrived at the Longmen Community Training Hall, the members of the kendo team would ask him for swordsmanship, especially after receiving the proficiency test, 90% of the proficiency came out, and the members of the kendo team were about to regard him as the legendary "swordsman".

"Martial arts?"

Wu Mian also shook his head.

The martial arts hall is full of people coming and going, and it is not very safe.

"If only I had a practice room......

Wu Mian's heart moved, and he suddenly remembered Lin Xin'an.

A few days ago, Lin Xinan handed him the key to the house, but Wu Mian didn't use it much.

"Or ......"

Wu Mian thought about it and called Old Man Lin.

The phone rang for more than half a minute, and Wu Mian was about to hang up the phone, when the phone was picked up: "What's the matter?"

"Teacher Lin, I'm Wu Mian, I want to borrow your practice room, I don't know if you're at home now?"

"I'm outside now, you can open the door and go in by yourself!"

"Huh!?"

Wu Mian's heart moved, if the other party was not at home, he would be better at cultivating, and he pretended to hesitate and said, "You are not at home, will this not be good?"

"There's nothing bad about it, and I don't have anything to steal from my house. ”

Wu Mian's face darkened, and I went to your house to steal things?

"If you want to cultivate, open the door and go in by yourself, I still have something to do, hang up. ”

As he spoke, Lin Xinan hung up the phone directly.

Wu Mian was stunned for two seconds, chose to go to his house to cultivate, and after cleaning up, he walked out of the room with the sword box on his back.

As soon as he walked downstairs, he saw his father and mother sitting under the counter, carefully discussing something, and as soon as he saw Wu Mian going downstairs, he immediately stopped talking.

"Mom and Dad, I'll go to the martial arts gym to practice swords. ”

Wu Mian knew that he wanted to suspend school, which had a big impact on the two elders, but he didn't have a brain fever for a while, he really thought it through.

"Will you come back for lunch at noon?"

"Not coming back. ”

After Wu Mian said hello, he left the house with the sword box on his back, but he didn't take a few steps when he saw a military truck driving up.

As they stopped, soldiers with loaded guns jumped out of the truck.

At this time, a soldier noticed Wu Mian who was carrying a sword box, strode up, and said meticulously, "What are you carrying on your back?"

"I'm a martial artist with a sword on my back......"

While speaking, Wu Mian took out the martial apprentice certificate he carried with him, and after the soldier read it, he let Wu Mian go.

Seeing the soldiers wearing the reflective uniforms of the patrolmen, Wu Mian secretly thought in his heart: "It should be because of the cultists' affairs, and now even the soldiers have begun to intervene to prevent the cultists from jumping over the wall in a hurry and maintain social security." ”

Thinking about it, Wu Mian also breathed a sigh of relief.

Even if the army intervenes, at least the safety of ordinary people like Wu Mian's parents will be somewhat guaranteed.

Wu Mian came to Lin Lao's residence.

When you open the door, you look at the green grass and the walls that look like white jade......

If only I could have such a villa.

However, Wu Mian is just thinking about it.

It's not that he hasn't asked: If such a villa is needed, at least more than two million yuan is needed, and in the case of various subsidies, the little deposit on him is far from enough.

"When I pass the martial arts exam, everything will be ......"

Wu Mian took a deep breath, and could only comfort himself like this.

Walking into the practice room, compared to the practice room in Yang Jian's house, Lin Xin'an's practice room looked much more dilapidated, and clear cracks could be seen everywhere, some were torn by feet, and some were cut by the blade of the sword......

Wu Mian turned on the lights, closed the doors and windows, and began to train.

Wu Mian was not in a hurry to start cultivating the twenty-six styles of foundation building, but first practiced swordsmanship.

Since last night he raised the sword technique to the proficient level, not only the sword technique, but also Wu Mian's own spirit, perception, and battle consciousness have all undergone tremendous changes.

Standing on the space, holding the Thorn Rain Sword, Wu Mian didn't need to look with his eyes to know the situation around the space.

It's an indescribable intuition.

You don't need to see with your eyes to see, you don't need to hear with your ears to hear...... It's as if the consciousness is detached from the body, and then it can sense the things around it, and this feeling is not far away, it is about two or three meters around, and once it exceeds the distance, it begins to become blurred, until it falls into darkness.

But this is 360 degrees in all directions, without any blind spots, and in this alone, it is beyond the ordinary perception senses.

Wu Mian took a deep breath, and with a stabbing rain in his hand, a sharp whistle suddenly sounded in the space, Wu Mian quickly stopped cultivating, and he also broke free from that strange sensing state.

But after looking around, I realized.

This is a practice room, not my own home, whether it is defense or sound insulation, it is all leverage, and there is no need to worry about disturbing the people or anything.

As soon as he thought of this, Wu Mian's spirit moved, and he held the Thorn Rain Sword and began to evolve one move at a time......

Swordsmanship looks simple and direct, but one move and one style is extremely mysterious, between each move and each style, there are different muscles, muscles and bones, veins, which also includes footwork, but for these, today's Wu Mian does not need to think at all, completely to the point of doing what he wants, and he can do it easily.

For a while, I saw the sword light flickering in the space, the wind howling, and the figure flashing from time to time like a ghost.

Gradually, Wu Mian only felt that his body temperature was rising, his qi and blood were surging, and an indescribable sense of pleasure came to his heart, and his mind was immersed in it, forgetting space, time, and everything......

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