Unconsciously, Wu Mian knew all about the changes in swordsmanship, the skills of luck, the footwork and body techniques, and even the hidden moves, not like consuming qi and blood to evolve on its own, these memories were as if Wu Mian was born to know.

Wu Mian tried to encourage the muscles in his lower body, compared to before, his arms were easier to exert force, and his legs were more solid, and his foundation was firm.

At the same time, an unusually familiar feeling came to my heart, as if I had been practicing swordsmanship for more than ten years, and every move and style was integrated into my own flesh and blood, and evolved into an instinct of my own.

"Delusion!?"

Wu Mian was a little incredulous, so he picked up a toothbrush and used it as a sword.

In a flash of mental movement, a subtle force ran from the arm into the toothbrush, and a sword stabbed out, as fast as lightning.

Originally, Wu Mian wanted to poke at the wall, but when he was about to poke the wall, the muscles on Wu Mian's arm shrank and stopped directly at about a centimeter from the wall.

He felt that he might be able to poke a hole in the wall when he went in.

Wu Mian didn't want to destroy the wall, so he was lectured by his parents and didn't do it.

However, after this test, Wu Mian basically confirmed: "You don't even need to cultivate, you can go straight to mastery!?"

Wu Mian was pleasantly surprised.

Previously, Wu Mian's swordsmanship showed that he was proficient, but in fact, it was just a memory, and it was not fully integrated into his body.

Wu Mian can only exert entry-level strength, but after consuming that star, there is no need to evolve, no need to cultivate, and he can reach mastery!?

"Knock Knock Knock ......"

Just when Wu Mian was in ecstasy because of his own series of transformations, a knock on the door sounded, and Shen Juan said impatiently: "You fell off the toilet, and you haven't come out for so long." ”

......

After taking a bath, Wu Mian returned to the room, and he was about to go to sleep after taking a bath.

But Wu Mian couldn't bear it anymore, and practiced the twenty-six styles of foundation building again.

This time it's different.

In the past, Wu Mian cultivated the twenty-six forms of foundation building, and he needed to drive changes in qi and blood through the operation of his body, but now he can control part of the power of qi and blood through his own subjective consciousness.

However, the static version of the 26th style of foundation building is too draining, and it is far less convenient than the dynamic version of the 26th style of foundation building.

After Wu Mian cultivated once, he felt dizzy and unspeakably depressed, and in terms of the quenching effect, it was not as good as the dynamic version of the twenty-six styles of foundation building.

The power of urging qi and blood is only to shock and shock the membrane, and the refining of flesh and blood is very small, not to mention any muscles and bones, and viscera.

"I'm just reaching the mastery level in swordsmanship, and the twenty-six styles of the foundation have not reached the mastery level, if the twenty-six styles of the foundation are raised to the mastery level, maybe it will change. ”

He had just tried before, and he wasn't sure that the star rune could really be used to evolve skills, so he didn't think much about it and added it to his swordsmanship.

Right now......

Physical arts?

Swordplay?

Twenty-six types of foundation building?

If he had to choose, he really didn't know which one to choose.

......

Saturday.

Wu Mian slept until eight or nine o'clock, then he opened his eyes and opened the skill card as usual.

Skill Cards!?

These days, with the help of the mysterious card, whether it is the exercises or the skills, all of them have improved rapidly, especially last night, and the swordsmanship has been upgraded to the proficient level in one go.

So after a series of ideological struggles, the mystery card was finally named the skill card.

glanced at the swordsmanship that had reached the proficient level, then nodded, and his spirit moved, and the qi and blood that had been precipitated a little because of the slumber were reactivated, and some stiffened joints, making a series of crackling and crisp sounds.

In the interval of breathing, the body returns to its peak state.

After getting dressed, I walked to the bathroom, and when I was brushing my teeth and washing my face, I found that my mother had washed the clothes I changed last night, and I didn't know if I changed them last night and washed them, or if I got up early in the morning to wash them.

Wu Mian didn't pay attention.

After washing, Wu Mian walked to the living room and found a plate of steaming buns and a large bowl of white porridge already on the dining table.

Wu Mian pulled it down with a spoon, and there were some red dates, ginseng whiskers and other things that replenished qi and blood in the white porridge.

"The money in my drawer is not coming from the right place, it's not easy to take it out, and when I become a martial artist, I still have to find some regular jobs!"

Wu Mian thought secretly while eating.

At this time, there was a sudden shock on Wu Mian's skill card, and he sensed a special energy fluctuation, which was transmitted to his body.

"Could it be Wu Xiaotao?"

Wu Mian carefully sensed this energy fluctuation and frowned: "No, this energy fluctuation is not as good as Wu Xiaotao." ”

Just in the midst of doubt, Wu Mian's mobile phone suddenly rang, and the caller ID was Zhou Hui.

"Is it ......?"

Wu Mian's heart moved, and he picked up the phone directly.

Zhou Hui said bluntly: "Is there something wrong in the morning?"

Wu Mian said decisively: "No." ”

He and the dynasty were about in the afternoon.

"If it's okay, come to my house. ”

Wu Mian was stunned, instinctively opened the skill card, and a new task appeared on it: go to Zhou Hui's home.

That's it?

It's that simple?

Wu Mian felt that this task should be more than that, and asked, "Is there something wrong?"

"Someone wants to see you. ”

Wu Mian fell silent.

"What's wrong?"

"You're not going to sell me, are you?"

He felt that the murder the day before yesterday did not end like this.

“......”

Zhou Hui told Wu Mian the address and asked him to come over immediately, and then hung up the phone.

"Yiyuan Community!? Isn't this where Yang Fatzi lives?"

Before he knew it, Wu Mian had almost eaten breakfast.

I could have eaten it, but if I ate it in one go, Wu's mother would continue to add meals tomorrow, so I only ate six or seven percent full, and deliberately left some buns and white porridge.

Anyway, now that he has money, he can go out and have more food.

Wu Mian walked downstairs and found that Wu's father was watching TV intently, and there were several customers who were shopping next to him watching TV together, and they even forgot to buy things.

Wu Mian looked at the TV curiously, the local TV station was broadcasting the local news, through the TV lens, I saw a corpse covered with a white cloth on the square, if you roughly counted, there were almost more than 30 corpses, and you can see the corpses constantly being carried out of the factory......

"Just last night, at nine o'clock, an unknown attack occurred on the southern outskirts of the city, killing as many as 50 people, most of them factory workers......"

Wu Mian was shocked, and suddenly thought of the command task he received last night.

When he received the task, Lao Zhang didn't take them there, but halfway there, let them get off the car and go home.

Just as Wu Mian was thinking, several customers who bought things were also discussing:

"The official report says that there are fifty people, so the death toll must at least double, who would do such a thing?"

"Who else can there be, it must be a barbarian who kills a thousand knives. ”

No matter how much a warrior says, he will not do such a thing of indiscriminate killing of innocents and loss of conscience, only barbarians from other worlds will not treat them as human beings and slaughter them wantonly.

"Maybe it's a cultist!?"

The young man with a determined face opened his mouth, unable to refute it.

These cultists are like the puppet army in the past, killing their own people, and they are even more brutal and unkind than the barbarians.

"In the past, this kind of thing only happened in some country town, but now it is getting closer and closer to the city, and I don't know when it will hit the city!?"

"I can't!"

A young man with eyes was a little unconvinced: "There are two Longmen martial arts halls in Rongmen City, and there are hundreds of registered martial artists, and they don't dare to run into the city to make trouble after eating the bear's heart and leopard gall, right?"

"Who can say this kind of thing!" ......

Watching the TV news and listening to their discussions, Wu Mian suddenly felt that he needed to buy a sword to defend himself.