Alienated Martial Arts

"Whether to consume one gold coin to increase the progress of Red Line Fist."

"yes."

Wei Tao gathered his energy and clicked lightly.

The progress bar below the Red Line Fist began to increase at a speed visible to the naked eye, and soon reached the level of 60% from 50%.

In the status bar, the description of the Red Line Boxing was blurred for a while, the slightly written words disappeared, and the four small words "Enter the Hall and Enter the House" gradually appeared.

Both arms suddenly began to swell and ache like tearing, the blood flowed violently, veins popped out, and the palms of the hands were as hot as fire.

His eyesight also went dark, and his head seemed to have been split open, with a large amount of information flowing in and stirring continuously.

After more than ten unbearable breaths, Wei Tao finally came to his senses from this painful state. He was dripping with sweat, as if he had just been fished out of the water.

He stumbled into the house, grabbed a large piece of cake, stuffed it into his mouth, chewed it randomly and then swallowed it.

Having a piece of pie in his stomach was like turning on a switch about food and digestion, and a flood of hunger swept through all of Wei Tao's senses.

Hungry!

So hungry!

Really hungry!

I was so hungry that every cell in my body seemed to be screaming like crazy.

Whether it was before or after time travel, he had never experienced such hunger before.

Nothing is important now, only one word is important, eat!

If he couldn't eat enough food in time, he was worried that the stomach acid would even digest his flesh and blood.

The flatbread and braised pork originally planned as a day's meal disappeared in a whirlwind.

But it only alleviated this horrible hunger a little bit.

……………………

Two hours later.

It was getting late, and dark clouds spread from the west again, soon shrouding Cangyuan City in darkness.

The mountain rain is about to come, the wind is filling the buildings, and the dark clouds are pressing down on the city to destroy it.

Wei Tao came out of a restaurant, his eyes still glowing green, and his face was full of impatient expressions of dissatisfaction and desire.

Behind him were three more laborers.

Everyone carries two huge burdens on their shoulders.

It is filled with rice and white noodles, as well as a large amount of braised pork and various seasonings.

The food and wine he had for the afternoon, plus the food reserves he had just bought, cost him nearly ten taels of silver, which could almost meet the expenses of a family of three for an entire year.

If he wasn't afraid of attracting the attention of interested people, he felt that he could even eat up all the stocks in that restaurant in one go.

"Perhaps because of the disaster in Mozhou, the price of grain and non-staple food here has also begun to increase."

"In this case, the silver on hand is depreciating in disguise."

"It seems that we should buy more and reserve them before food prices rise sharply."

After returning to his residence, Wei Tao immediately cleaned out the kitchen.

Then while turning on the stove to steam rice, he calculated how much money he had left.

Including the money he had just earned from the Cangmang Mountain, he now only had less than eighty taels of grain silver.

Later, I have to build a pair of dark armor, add a few hidden weapons, and get a pair of special arm guards.

And the shoes should also be well designed, just like the woman who was buried in the pig pen, with a knife blade inside to remove the thorns.

After subtracting at least twenty more taels from this, only fifty taels are left in stock.

He stared at the rising steam with some trance, and suddenly realized that if the progress of the Red Line Fist was still so good, fifty taels of silver might not be able to sustain the consumption several times.

“When I earned little in the past, I didn’t have enough money to spend. Now that I have earned more through my own efforts, I still don’t have enough to spend.”

"But there is no other way. The money you should spend must be spent. As long as you can improve your strength, no matter how much you invest, it is worth it.

The eldest sister always said that hemp ropes are only cut at the thinnest places, and bad luck always finds the poor.

If you don't want to be plagued by bad luck, you can only do everything you can to make yourself stronger. "

Wei Tao let out a long sigh, took out the first pot of rice and put it into the bucket, and then started cooking the second pot.

The wind was howling outside and the rain was pouring.

The room is steaming hot and the rice is fragrant.

Fortunately, there is enough firewood stored in the firewood room of this house, otherwise it would not be enough to cook so much food at once.

By midnight the weather had turned from squally to a steady drizzle.

Wei Tao finally stopped and stopped pouring rice and water into the big pot.

At this time, in front of him, there were three full buckets and a basin of rice.

A load of marinated meat was also opened and prepared, and placed together with the white rice.

Looking at the huge amount of food in front of him, Wei Tao felt a little dizzy for no reason.

He took a deep breath, exhaled slowly, and finally picked up the water ladle that was used as a cooking spoon.

The braised pork and rice are reduced at a speed visible to the naked eye.

More than half an hour later, Wei Tao slowly pushed away the almost empty rice bucket and wooden basin and burped full of meaty smell.

After living for so many years, today was the first time that he felt that having a full meal was such a happy thing.

He picked up the newly bought kitchen knife from the stove and lightly scratched his arm.

The sharp blade cut the skin, making a harsh scraping sound, but it only left an inconspicuous red mark on it, without even breaking the skin.

"Is this because the fascia can expand and contract at will, and is difficult to penetrate with ordinary swords and guns?"

Wei Tao threw away the kitchen knife and a smile appeared on his face, "So, I have now broken through the level of muscle refining and can step into the next level of blood coagulation."

"However, I have no idea how to practice the Red Line Fist at the blood coagulation level. I have to find a way to get the follow-up method."

"Then, what if we don't use the magic method and just use gold coins to try to improve?"

There was a sudden movement in his heart.

Uh-huh!

The status bar emerges in the void.

"Do you want to consume a gold coin to improve the progress of Red Line Fist?"

After a second of silence, he concentrated and confirmed the promotion.

The gold coins were blurry for a while, but eventually returned to their original state.

Correspondingly, the progress bar is silent.

"Sure enough, without any understanding at all and without knowing the correct direction, the golden runes cannot push the progress of practice forward."

"I originally thought that if we could raise one level above the blood coagulation level, we could really consider eliminating the threat of the Silver Wolf Gang, but now it seems that it's not time yet."

Faced with such a result, Wei Tao frowned slightly, but he did not feel too disappointed.

The house was in a mess, and he started washing pots, basins, and cleaning. It was already late at night when everything was cleaned up.

Taking advantage of the insights he gained from just breaking through the blood coagulation, Wei Tao practiced the red line boxing technique in the yard for a long time.

I am familiar with the connection and transformation of various moves over and over again, and at the same time, after adapting to the changes, even I feel a little strange in my body.

The rooster crows and the sky grows brighter.

He slowly put away his fist, fetched some hot water from the stove, rinsed his body randomly, and returned to the bedroom to lie down and rest.

The bed was very soft, and the newly purchased bedding exuded a faint fragrance, but he always felt restless and unable to sleep peacefully.

After a while, Wei Tao got up from the bed and carried a quilt to the woodshed in the corner of the yard.

After first arranging a simple warning device inside the door and scattering some caltrops along the road, he spread hay in a hidden place between two piles of firewood, then unfolded the bedding, and a long-lost sense of security suddenly emerged.

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