How can you become a devil if you don't work?

Chapter 14
When Su Mo arrived home, it was already ten o'clock in the evening, an hour later than usual.

He quietly opened the door, but saw an orange light in the room, and a voice came from the living room:
"...If you want to marry, you must marry the best man in the world, and marry him..."

Stepping through the porch, I saw a hand girl who was covered in black mist sitting on the sofa, watching TV intently.

"What about Xiaomeng?"

"Altman has fallen asleep after watching."

The hand girl stood up from the sofa, and she could see her beautiful figure and crystal jade hands at a glance.

"Didn't you say you won't eat at home tonight?"

Su Mo glanced at the five dishes and one soup on the dining table covered with a dust-proof vegetable cover.

The female hand said in a soft voice:

"I'm afraid you won't be full outside, so I made some more. If you can't eat tonight, you can eat tomorrow."

"That's a coincidence. I only ate seven bowls of beef noodles at night, which is really not enough."

Su Mo smiled slightly.

The mist on Shounv's body swayed slightly, and she started to work happily.

Ordinary people usually use microwave ovens to heat dishes, but in his house it's not that troublesome.

I saw that the hand girl lifted the transparent vegetable cover and brushed her hands slightly in the air. The five dishes and one soup on the table immediately seemed to have just been heated, exuding a strong aroma and hot air.

Su Mo sat down at the table, and handed over the rice cooker in due course.

The crystal clear rice was piled up to the brim, and a small hole was dug on the edge, which was obviously eaten by Xiaomeng.

Su Mo took the rice cooker and started a new round of raids on the dishes on the table.

After eating and drinking enough, the water in the bathroom was also put away.

Su Mo threw the clothes into the laundry basket, and the handmaiden carried the laundry basket to the washing machine, and then cleaned up the dining table.

After taking a comfortable bath, he walked to the table while wiping his hair.

The Biluochun on the table has already been soaked, pick it up and drink it lightly, I feel refreshed to the bone.

Looking at the neatly tidy little home, Su Mo was inexplicably moved.

Think about what kind of crappy life you lived as a part-time job in your previous life.

Although now has unimaginable power and wealth in previous life.

But if he really lived alone, with his carefree temperament, I'm afraid he might not be able to live much better than his previous life.

This home really needs a gentle and virtuous mistress.

Abducting her back at the beginning was really a wise decision.

It's a pity that I didn't bring back much suitable weird food during this time, so I feel sorry for her.

As the head of the family, it is really a bit dereliction of duty.

I hope that those strange monsters outside can be more discerning and come to his bowl on their own initiative.

Su Mo finished his tea, turned off the lights, and went upstairs.

There are three bedrooms on the second floor, and the one on the left is the children's room.

Su Mo unfolded the vacuum field and touched it silently.

I saw a small solid wood mosaic toy bed on the pink children's bed.

Su Mo bought this toy bed online, and accidentally bought it too big, and it was [-] centimeters long.

For Xiaomenglai, a four-meter-long bed is equivalent to a 1.8-meter adult sleeping on it.

But Xiaomeng really likes this bed, she will sleep on this bed at noon and night, covered with her favorite Ultraman quilt.

I don't know what's going on with this baby, but I like Altman so much.

Seeing her sleeping soundly with the little dolphin in her arms, Su Mo smiled and walked out silently.

Standing in front of the hand girl's bedroom, Su Mo wanted to go in and have a look, but in the end he chose to give up.

He returned to the empty master bedroom, and took out the book of secret martial arts that he had bought with half a bag of stone powder.

It was a pamphlet the size of a palm, no thicker than a finger, made of neither gold nor silver, but very tough.

If you think about it carefully, if it weren't for this special material, I'm afraid it wouldn't be able to be preserved for such a long time.

On the cover of the booklet is written [Poyun Fist] in a special text.

According to Chen Shuo, this kind of writing is called [Yiwen], and it is a kind of writing that has been circulated in the ancient practice world.

It is generally written using spiritual power or spiritual will, which can well convey the meaning and feelings of the writer.

Even people who do not know this kind of script can easily understand its meaning when exposed to Italian.

This is also the reason why many ancient inheritances have not been completely cut off.

At this moment, looking at the words on the cover, Su Mo felt a strong aura from them.

It was a kind of domineering arrogance that was all over me.

This is not an illusion, but the writer's own martial arts will.

If you can't comprehend this kind of martial arts will, no matter how long you study this book of secret martial art, you will never be able to learn it.

Su Mo opened the cover, and the words inside were painted with iron hooks, and the imposing manner was overwhelming. There was even a certain kind of fist hidden in the many words, which was the essence of Poyunquan, and this book of secret martial arts can only be practiced by one person. reason.

Because once the fist intent is absorbed, it is just an ordinary booklet.

Su Mo read the text explanation while absorbing the fist meaning in it.

It was a thin booklet, and he flipped through it almost all night.

Su Mo slowly closed the last page when the sky was about to light up and the morning glow filled the sky.

He closed his eyes slightly in front of the table, with countless meanings rolling and colliding in his mind.

There are also countless battle scenes and power details of using Poyunquan.

The martial artist who wrote this volume of Poyunquan is named Zhen Nantian.

At the peak of his cultivation, he was comparable to an eighth-level practitioner, and a single punch was enough to smash a boulder hundreds of feet away.

According to Zhen Nantian's estimate, when Poyun Fist is cultivated to the expected highest level, one punch can even smash the clouds in the sky.

Refer to ordinary martial arts that require years of hard work before they can really enter the room.

It is naturally time-consuming to practice secret martial art. Even if there is a strong person from the previous generation leading the entry, it will take a long time to study hard if you want to reach the ultimate level. In addition, unique talents are indispensable.

But for Su Mo, it doesn't need to be so complicated, just add some points.

The points added here are not attribute points, but skill points that are additionally rewarded by the system.

Accumulated one order, ten orders, one hundred orders, one thousand orders, etc. will trigger career achievements and reward skill points.

Skill points can be used to practice all kinds of martial arts, medicine, cooking and other skills.

Theoretically, he can even master the skills of practitioners by adding points, but he can't use them without spiritual power in his body.

"Excluding the 50 points I spent on learning Bajiquan, boiled soft-boiled eggs, whistling, snapping fingers and other skills, I still have 516 skill points left unused, which should be enough to cultivate Poyunquan to the highest level. "

"Let me see your limit now!"

Without any hesitation, Su Mo immediately started adding points.

Consume 1 point to master the first floor.

Consume 5 points to master the second layer.

Consume 10 points to master the third layer.

Consume 20 points to master the fourth floor.

……

Consumption of 130 points, the ninth floor of Dzogchen.

After mastering the ninth layer that Zhen Nantian expected by adding points, in an instant, Su Mo felt that all the essence of boxing in his mind suddenly merged into one, and an unprecedented comprehension took shape in his heart. It is the highest meaning of Poyunquan. It's called [Poyun Strike], and it is the pinnacle that Zhen Nantian has never reached after spending his whole life.

Su Mo pushed open the window, following the impulse in his heart, he looked at the morning glow in the east, and punched out.

Like a fiery thunder blasting in the air, the entire city was awakened.

A fierce and domineering fist tore apart the red-orange morning glow.

Looking at the brilliant sunlight shining through the remnant clouds, Su Mo murmured to himself:
"It's really capable of breaking clouds..."

(End of this chapter)