When Su Mo arrived home in the evening, he found that the house was quiet.

turned around, and saw Xiaomeng standing on the coffee table, with his hands close to his side, and his fleshy little face was serious, revealing a trace of seriousness and apprehension.

Behind her, there is an iron-gray stainless steel 50cm ruler, and the handmaiden is measuring her height according to the ruler.

Xiaomeng didn't dare to move, and asked nervously:

"Sister Handgirl, am I getting taller again?"

"No, it's still 22.5."

The hand girl replied neatly, and her clear voice did not hesitate at all.

A touch of loss flashed in Xiao Meng's eyes, and then he looked at Su Mo not far away, and his eyebrows flew happily:

"Brother Su Mo, come and see it too."

I know it if I don't look at it.

Su Mo complained secretly, but his feet were close to the past, glanced at the ruler, and nodded:

"Yes, it's 22.5 indeed."

Xiaomeng's expression was sad, and he was a little unhappy that he hadn't been able to grow taller.

But soon she adjusted again, crossed her hands on her hips, cocked her nose, and said:

"Anyway, I'm already the tallest in our class, and it doesn't seem good to grow too tall, so let's wait for them first."

Su Mo glanced at her:

"What kind of are you talking about at 22?"

"It's 22.5!!"

Xiao Meng suddenly stopped doing it, jumped to his feet and retorted, his little face turned red with anger.

"Do you know what the decimal point means?"

Xiaomeng's whole body froze, like a BJD doll.

Then the doll raised her head suddenly, with a fierce expression:

"I don't care anyway, you can't make me smaller!"

"Why don't you do that?" Su Mo proposed, "In the future, you will be 22.49, you see there are four numbers." ”

Xiaomeng was a little dizzy when he heard it, as if he had fallen into a rice tank, and he was so happy that he didn't know what was going on in the east, west, north and south.

She looked at the hand-girl on the side, and asked with a little face full of expectation:

"Sister Hand Girl, can I really go from 22.5 to 22.49?"

The handmaiden glanced sideways at the mischievous man, and said angrily:

"If you go to bed early and wake up early, it will be 22.49 in the future, otherwise it will only be 22.5."

Xiao Meng listened, and hurriedly nodded obediently:

"I'm going to sleep."

"Wait, you went to the backyard to play in the mud today, and took a shower for me before going to bed."

The handmaiden picked up an open white children's milk bowl and poured most of the bowl of warm water into it.

Xiaomeng took off his clothes very smoothly and turned them into the bowl, revealing only a small head the size of a table tennis ball, and soaked in a warm bath on the spot, humming comfortably.

The handmaiden picked up a fine-haired toothbrush and brushed her with it.

Su Mo shook his head and walked to the dining table to eat.

But while eating, he suddenly felt that something was not quite right.

Because there is a very weird nursery rhyme at home:

“…… The doll cried and called for her mother

The birds in the trees are laughing haha

Doll, doll, why are you crying?

Didn't you remember your mother's words?

Doll, doll, don't cry anymore

Tell me if you have anything on your mind

Once upon a time, I had a home

And dear mom and dad

One day Dad was drunk

Picked up the axe and walked to the mother......"

Su Mo couldn't hold back.

He put down the 4-liter rice cooker, rushed to the milk bowl and sang children's songs while clapping his hands and asked:

"That's what you teach in preschool?"

"No, it's not."

Xiaomeng replied crisply:

"This is what my little brother taught me!"

"You've only been in school for a few days, and you have a little brother?"

Su Mo's face was incredulous.

Xiaomeng pouted and said dissatisfied:

"Everyone can accept my little brother on TV, why can't I accept it?

And I didn't take much, so I only collected two. ”

"What's the matter, you're still planning to start a gang, aren't you?"

"Hmph, I won't accept those guys, they don't even dare to admit that they are not as tall as me, this kind of dishonest person is not worthy of being my little brother at all."

Su Mo was speechless.

Okay, you still have a set of little truths.

I'll see your little brother another day, and see where the two fools came from, they can all be fooled by you.

After the meal, inside the master bedroom.

Su Mo sat on the rattan chair, drinking the diet tea made by the handmaiden, and opened his attribute panel:

[Strength: 6000]

[Speed: 6000]

[Dexterity: 5040]

[Constitution: 4000]

[Spirit: 4000]

[Free Attribute Points: 310]

Today was a peaceful day without any extraordinary accidents.

Suddenly came out like this, and Su Modu was a little uncomfortable.

But it's a good thing that you didn't have an accident.

If he could, he would like to live this life forever.

Anyway, even if there is no additional point income, just the attribute points guaranteed every day are enough for him to stay far behind the cultivators.

It's a pity that with the revival of aura and all kinds of strange powers, this kind of calm and ordinary daily life may be rare to see in the future.

And he can't always be a delivery boy, he has delivered 57 chapters of takeaways, and there will finally be a time when he will brush this profession to the top.

"Forget it, I'll think about it later, I'm still a glorious blue and yellow knight, and it's my rule to deliver takeaways to customers, and I can't slack off just because I'm approaching the end of my career, that's not good."

Su Mo stretched his waist and cheered up from the laziness after the meal.

And then—

"Add points!"

With a single thought, the free attribute point instantly returns to zero.

Agile mentioned 5350 with a quick click.

With a sudden increase in agility of six percent, it may take a little bit of adaptation to the average person to avoid mistakes in his daily actions.

But Su Mo has been experiencing changes in strength every day since he added points, and this increase is completely trivial, and he has completely integrated it in a blink of an eye, and he doesn't even need to practice.

In addition, he gradually began to perceive the ceiling of agility.

In two days at most, it's time to swap out the next attribute.

Su Mo waved his hand to disperse the attribute panel, and instead spread out a palm-sized booklet with a non-gold and non-jade texture on the table, which was "Chiyang Gong" by Xu Zongqi as a thank you.

He had skimmed through this book of Secret Martial Arts during his lunch meal.

I also tried to think a lot about it in the afternoon and evening when I was delivering food.

Chiyang Gong is not the same as Cloud Breaking Fist.

It is not a certain move technique, it is more similar to the internal strength of the heart in martial arts novels.

Speaking of this, we have to go back to the secret warrior itself.

After more than three months of exploration and research, coupled with communication with many cultivators, Su Mo already had a relatively clear understanding of the cultivation system.

At present, there are three major cultivation systems in the entire cultivation world, which are sorcerers, secret martial artists, and mergers.

Sorcerers and mundanes are both inherited from ancient times and belong to the transcendent professions that originally existed in historical records.

However, the merger is a new system born after the revival of the alien force, and it belongs to a new transcendent profession.

It is not clear why there was no such profession as a mergeist in antiquity.

It is possible that it once appeared, but it was so short that no information has survived.

Just like now, the number of fusions far exceeds that of magicians, but as the aura continues to recover, the concentration continues to increase, and perhaps everyone can practice in the end, then the extremely dangerous fusions will become an obvious niche profession, gradually disappearing into the tide of the times.

But that day is still too far away.

Judging from the current situation alone, aside from the large number of fusions and sorcerers with stricter qualifications, secret martial artists are basically no different from Xiao Transparent.

But on the contrary, only the secret martial arts mastery of the secret martial artist can bring him a certain bonus.

In fact, this is also very easy to understand, many of the spells used by the warlock need to mobilize spiritual power, and there is no spiritual power in his body. As for the strange objects used by the merger, they were more like toys to him, more of a drag than a bonus - if it had been effective for the strange objects, he would have killed his enemies a thousand times.

On the contrary, it is the secret martial arts mastery of the secret martial artists, which looks ordinary, and the average secret martial artist can deal with cultivators of the same level at most.

As a result, because of the increase in attributes, his body was extremely rich in qi and blood, and any secret martial arts mastery could exert unimaginable power when it fell into his hands.

Just like the Cloud Breaking Fist that he learned last time, his founder could only punch about 100 zhang at his peak, and when it was put into his hand, it would be five kilometers casually - when the attribute increased, this attack distance could be further improved.

To sum it simply, it is a miracle to make a big difference.

Although in the eyes of the outside world, the secret martial artist is not a great avenue, and it is very vulgar compared to the sorcerer, which makes people extremely unsightly.

But Su Mo didn't care about this at all-

No matter how many wonderful techniques you have, all kinds of Taoism, can you take a punch from me?

Big fists are the last word.

And the most important thing is that in the secret warrior system, not all of them are combat techniques.

Take this Chiyang Gong as an example, it is not a simple combat method.

Under normal circumstances, the strength of the secret warrior using qi and blood is non-attributed, including the fist intent that was condensed later, and it also contains the will of the secret warrior himself.

But Chiyang Gong is different, as a peerless study similar to the inner strength of the mind, it does not change the attributes of a certain move or style, but the attributes of the whole body strength and meaning of the secret warrior.

After practicing this Chiyang Gong, the strength of the whole body can immediately become yang and strong, like fire, and even the divine will that urges can bring this majestic scene.

For Su Mo, this is obviously a good thing.

First, it can form a strong lethality against the monster and further enhance his offensive means.

Second, it can produce extremely strong resistance to the attack of the yang attribute, such as the fire charm, the poisonous flame palm and the like, it is not even worth tickling him, and it is automatically immune.

The third can greatly save one's own strength, assuming that one percent of the strength can kill the 6th order, then after urging the Chiyang Gong, with the attribute bonus, maybe 0.5% can kill the other party.

Although this 0.5% difference is not large, it seems that there is no victory, but what if you accidentally encounter a 6th-order siege in the future?

If 100,000 6th Orders suddenly pop up, wouldn't it be useful!

The enemy is lenient, and he has to guard against it!

And this is just the benefit of fighting, Chiyang Gong is not just a simple combat method, there are still many wonderful uses outside of battle.

For example, light a cigarette, light a candle, light a nuclear bomb, heat the room, roast sweet potatoes, cure the cold, melt the North and South Poles - well, the last one may not work right now, but melting an iceberg should be perfectly 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 about it anymore, and began to add more points.

It's time to pull out the skill points that haven't been used for a long time.

1050 points.

It should be okay to point the seven-layer Chiyang Gong.

However, in view of the fact that the accumulation of skill points is too difficult, it is a little bit that can be saved.

So Su Mo began to take the initiative to absorb the implication contained in the original.

Countless experiences and experiences related to Chiyang Gong were all tumbling and colliding in his mind.

With this bright avenue opened up by his predecessors, even if he didn't borrow skill points, he would be able to digest the bequest in two or three months at most and step into the fifth layer in one step.

And without such indoctrination, it would take ordinary people at least four or five years of hard cultivation to achieve the same state.

This is the quick road to the secret warrior, and it is also the reason why the secret warrior was suppressed by the magician several times in ancient times, but the foundation has never been broken.

But Su Mo couldn't wait that long for two months, and it wasn't something that the fifth layer could satisfy.

After absorbing the meaning, he immediately began to add points.

Consume 3 points to master the first layer.

Spend 11 points to master the second tier.

Spend 27 points to master the third tier.

……

Consume 150 points to achieve the seventh level of Great Perfection.

The further back you go, the more terrifying it becomes.

When the dots were added to the seventh layer, Su Mo's eyelids were beating.

I'm afraid that it will suddenly multiply several times.

Fortunately, it only took 495 points to master it completely.

Su Mo couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, followed by a flash of joy on his face.

In just a few seconds, his Chiyang Gong had already cultivated to the state of Great Perfection, even surpassing the author who had left this book of secret martial arts in the first place.

As soon as Su Mo urged slightly, the invisible and colorless energy in his hand immediately dyed all over the red glow, becoming like a burning cloud, revealing a surging heat, and the light manifested out, and the temperature in the room was several degrees higher out of thin air.

He tried to gather this energy together, and the energy gathered smaller and smaller, but the color became darker and darker, from thin red to dark red to dark red, and finally it looked like a burning red giant, as if it was about to explode at any moment.

Su Mo knew that this thing could indeed explode, and the specific power depended on how much energy he injected, and he didn't know what the upper limit was for the time being, but it should be no problem to erase the entire villa area.

Su Mo thought about it, and finally stopped planning to test the upper limit.

Such a large explosion, not to mention happening on the ground, even if it happens in the sky, will have a great impact.

You can't learn a trick in the future and measure the upper limit, so sooner or later the earth will be gone.

But if you don't know the upper limit, you can also test something else.

A small red ball appeared in Su Mo's hand.

And then another.

Another one.

……

Soon he had eight small red balls in his hand.

Looking at these eight little red balls, his brain twitched, and he suddenly began to throw and catch in the air.

I was having fun when my phone rang suddenly.

He casually shook off the small red balls that had turned into one hundred and twenty-eight, and turned on the phone.

saw Shen Panxia send a message:

"Brother Mo, I found some clues about the Death Mark weapon again, this time it may be related to the Dream Valley Amusement Park."