That day, Qin Mo rested at the apartment hotel arranged by Zhang Jingming. Early the next morning, Qin Mo woke up on time, started with Tiger Play, and ran Five Animal Play as usual. Watermark Advertising Test Watermark Advertising Test

"The energy contained in the air in the morning is the highest in the day."

"But compared to different dimensions, it's too far behind."

Ending with the bird show, Qin Mo felt the vitality absorbed in his body and shook his head, still not satisfied.

To be honest, Qin Mo's Wuqinxi is a prefecture-level basic skill, and the efficiency of absorbing vitality is far greater than the Huangpin basic skill. This speed is not too slow!

What I'm afraid of is comparison!

Compared with the basic skills practiced by other martial arts masters, it is not slow, but ten times faster.

But compared with Qin Mo himself in a different dimension, the efficiency of absorbing vitality is much slower.

Not to mention practicing with vitality crystals, there is no comparison at all.

"Yesterday I defeated the evil cult martial artist and used one of my demon crystals. Now I only have the last vitality crystal left in my body." Qin Mo calculated carefully. If there were no demon crystals, with his current efficiency in absorbing vitality, he doesn't know where he would be.

How many years and months will it take to break through to the first rank of Grandmaster?

The daily vitality, transportation and tempering of muscles, bones and skin are not enough.

To transport vitality and temper the physical body requires majestic vitality and demon crystals, both of which are indispensable.

If it were that simple, even a martial artist could make copper skin and iron bones, and a master with iron skin and iron bones would be worthless, and there is no such thing as scrap metal.

Dong dong dong——

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door.

"Who is it?" Qin Mo asked in a drawled voice, put on his clothes and went to open the door.

Click~~~~

The door opened, and standing in front of him was a young man with a crew cut in a police uniform, with a serious face and an unsmiling look. Qin Mo had a vague impression of him. He was one of the two people who followed Zhang Jingming yesterday and was responsible for transporting the unconscious cult martial artist.

In the TV series, he is probably the character of Song Bingyi.

"What's the matter?" Qin Mo asked.

The crew-cut young man: "Director Zhang asked me to tell you that the reward you applied for has been released, and you should go to the bureau to receive the reward."

Reward? Demon Crystal?!

Qin Mo was stunned for a moment, and then he was so excited by this sudden surprise that he was overjoyed. So fast?

Didn’t you say, about three days?

The inner activity of the flat-headed young man OS: "In order to send you away as soon as possible, the director personally called to apply for a replacement bounty reward."

Of course, he didn't say this.

He is upright and upright, and he is not stupid.

Being able to stay with the director for such a long time, in addition to being capable and tight-lipped, is also a key survival skill.

Qin Mo followed the flat-headed young man, and the two of them came to the Martial Arts Security Department. After yesterday, Qin Mo knew that Zhang Jingming's unit was not an ordinary police officer, but a Martial Arts Security Department that specialized in handling martial arts cases, cultists, and urban monsters.

The policemen in the martial arts security department are all capable of fighting. Although they are not as good as military martial arts masters, they are much better than social martial arts masters.

It's just that his movements were a bit slow. He waited for him to defeat the cult martial artist before he hurriedly arrived.

Of course, being slow has its advantages. If he comes too early and his head is robbed, Qin Mo may not be able to get the reward. At most, he can get an assistant to capture the cult martial artist, and the reward will not be of the same magnitude.

"Director Zhang is still at work, please wait a moment."

The young man with a flat head led Qin Mo outside Director Zhang's office. The secretary guarding the door said with a slightly apologetic smile.

Qin Mo didn't like to wait, so he wandered around the martial arts security department.

After a while, a man walked out of Zhang Jingming's office, and Qin Mo's eyes met him.

Huh--

After staring hard, Qin Mo's heart tightened in the next second. Qin Mo seemed to see a flame expanding infinitely, and he was instantly in the middle of a sea of ​​scorching fire.

This feeling made him very uncomfortable.

"The spirit is good." The man grinned and left with a smile.

Qin Mo suddenly came back to his senses, and cold sweat broke out uncontrollably on his body. Qin Mo only saw the back of the man on his forehead and back. When he thought about it, he couldn't remember the man's appearance, and there was no memory in his mind.

This man was obviously not a grandmaster, and his Qi and blood were mediocre, but he was much more terrifying and weird than the grandmaster made Qin Mo feel.

His eyes were as blazing as flames, and the burning sensation seemed to be fiercely swallowing him up.

"Qin Mo, Director Zhang wants you to come in." At this moment, the voice of the secretary wearing glasses sounded in Qin Mo's ears. Qin Mo followed the secretary all the way to Director Zhang's office in despair.

The office is not big, not even as spacious as Hansong Shang. It has only a long wooden table with bookcases on both sides, filled with literary classics and some martial arts articles on the evolution of Yuan skills.

"Qin Mo!" Seeing Qin Mo's absent-minded state, Zhang Jingming felt his heart skip a beat, frowned and whispered, "This guy is really boring."

Qin Mo is still a child.

"Your demon crystal reward has been applied for for you. There are ten in total." Zhang Jingming took out a black cloth bag from the drawer and placed it in front of Qin Mo.

A familiar atmosphere suddenly filled the air.

Seeing the demon crystal, Qin Mo instantly recovered from his absent-minded state. His eyes were extremely clear and he stared at the black bag with burning eyes. He weighed it in his hand and Qin Mo grinned.

These days, more and more demon crystals are used to assist cultivation. He can tell the number of demon crystals in the bag with just a touch of it. Ten crystals are correct.

Zhang Jingming's ability to apply for ten demon crystals was a bit beyond Qin Mo's expectations. He originally thought that if he could give five or eight, he would be worthy of the sky.

After all, demon crystals are precious and scarce. They are a necessity for the army, social martial arts masters, students and teachers of major martial arts schools... there is no shortage of them.

"With these ten demon crystals, I should be able to use them for a while." Qin Mo opened the black bag and took a look. After confirming that it was genuine, he put away the bag containing the demon crystals with satisfaction.

Zhang Jingming saw Qin Mo putting away the black bag, smiling, but his heart was bleeding. Ten demon crystals were his monthly salary.

In addition to a fixed salary, officials in the martial arts security department will also be given a supply of demon crystals in varying amounts depending on their level.

After all, the policemen of their martial arts security department deal with extremely vicious people, as well as some demons that still exist in human society and hide in the shadow corners. Without the cultivation of demon crystals, their strength cannot be improved, and it is easy for things to happen.

However, the supply of demon crystals is also limited.

As a director, apart from his salary, he only gets ten demon crystals every month.

Now, let Qin Mo take away ten demon crystals for his monthly salary.

Not only Qin Mo was surprised, Zhang Jingming, who was connected to the notification above, was even more surprised. However, thinking of the potential consequences of the riot in the carriage where the cult martial artist was at that time, Zhang Jingming could only reluctantly accept the reward that made him jealous.

"By the way, Director Zhang, have you found out the identity of the cult martial artist? Did you arrest the evil woman and not hurt your colleagues in the security department?" Qin Mo asked with concern.

Zhang Jingming glanced at Qin Mo, with an urge to hit someone in his eyes. Doesn't that mean you collected the reward before you even remembered to care about the case? Don't you think it's too fake?

Little did he know that Qin Mo's face had been tempered to the level of a first-grade grandmaster. It was as if he didn't notice it, and his pure and impurity-free eyes still revealed hope and worry.

Zhang Jingming didn't bother much. He just wanted to send Qin Mo away quickly: "We have already interrogated him. He is a believer of the Gods Religion. He can also go against the wanted criminals in the information database."

"the wanted?"

Zhang Jingming was silent for a while and said expressionlessly: "We have seven lives in our hands. Of course, there may be other murders that we don't know about."

"Cultists sometimes act collectively, destroying and killing people. There is no chance to confirm afterwards, and some murder cases become unsolved."

"I guess he committed suicide in prison last night because he knew that he could not escape the death penalty."

Zhang Jingming still didn't tell Qin Mo that two children were involved in the murder, and the method was extremely cruel.

Even if Zhang Jingming didn't say anything, Qin Mo was deeply touched by the cultists. Before he came here, he was purely proud of being able to receive the reward because he felt that he had caught the cult martial arts master yesterday. Now he is more of a martial arts master who kills harm in the name of fame.

Sense of responsibility.

To hoe the strong and support the weak was Qin Mo's initial vague understanding of martial arts masters.

In modern society, there are police officers everywhere. There is no need for martial arts masters to hoe the strong and help the weak. They help each other when there is injustice and hand it over to the country. However, the existence of extremely evil villains such as cult martial masters is even more harmful.

Times the mob, they kill only in a split second. If there is no martial artist to stop them, they will cause a catastrophe long before the police arrive.

From another perspective, isn’t this also about eliminating violence and bringing peace to good people?

Of course, Qin Mo couldn't be happy.

Not to mention the seven lives unknown to Qin Mo in the hands of the cultists, Yang Ying, a new student who went to the Imperial Martial Arts Center with Qin Mo, was attacked in front of Qin Mo and had her cervical vertebra smashed. She is still lying in the hospital.

If he hadn't glanced behind him, causing him to be alert, Yang Ying might not be the only one lying on the hospital bed now.

Thinking of this, a biting chill suddenly came to my heart.

Qin Mo said goodbye to Zhang Jingming, and then went to meet Cheng Xi. Zhang Jingming arranged for the two of them to take the train to Diwu in the afternoon.
Chapter completed!