Eternal Life: I'm Grinding Experience in the Patrol Division

That day.

In the courtyard, Song Changming maintained a standing posture, motionless as a mountain, only letting his muscle membrane vibrate and tremble with his breathing.

After a while, his skin membranes all over his body became hot and heated, and it lasted for a whole stick of incense before it returned to normal.

Song Changming reached out and touched his skin. It didn't feel rough, but he could vaguely feel that it was thick and tough.

"The second level!"

Today, his rhinoceros horn skill finally broke through to the second level, and the texture of his skin membranes became obviously different.

The second level is to refine the skin, the second level is to train the flesh, the third level is to wash the marrow, and the fifth level is to strengthen the bones!

Among the warriors he had seen, no one would practice so completely like him.

If he disclosed his current body refining process, he would definitely be regarded as an alien.

Most warriors, throughout their lives, exhausted their efforts and may practice one focus to the sixth mirror, which is amazing, and it is almost the limit of body refining.

There is no extra energy to practice so many body refining skills like him.

With this skill, it is better to strive for a further step, practice the seventh realm, and the eighth realm, then he will be the top master in the world.

But practicing all has its own benefits.

People who are partial to one subject will not be as good as an all-round warrior in the end.

An all-round warrior means no flaws and shortcomings.

Even those who are better at forging bones than him are not as fast as him.

Those who are faster than him are not as strong as him in skin and flesh.

With the other three advantages, he can deal with warriors who are higher than him in body refining realm, and even win!

He can accomplish the cultivation tasks that ordinary people cannot complete in their lifetime.

Not only does he have a cultivation state of heaven rewarding hard work, as if there is no bottleneck in cultivation, but also because he has a constantly increasing lifespan.

For tasks that cannot be completed in one lifetime, at most it will take several lifetimes to complete them, and this can always be accomplished.

Finish the exercise, wipe off the sweat on the body, and today's exercise is over.

"Let's go back and have a meal today." Song Changming felt hungry because of practicing martial arts, so he touched his stomach and made up his mind.

I haven't been back to the Song residence for some time, and sometimes I miss the food cooked by Song's mother.

He rode his horse out and soon arrived at the familiar San Hutong of Houli Street.

The Song residence has remained the same year after year, except that the new paint is a little darker, not as bright as when it was first moved in.

He knocked on the door and saw a half-grown boy.

The boy looked about fourteen or fifteen years old, wearing a simple and capable waist coat.

His skin was slightly dark and rough, and his appearance was honest. When he saw Song Changming, he immediately said "Brother Song" with a little respect.

Song Changming met the boy on the street last year.

His parents died early because of a serious illness and could not survive the cold winter of last year.

The boy came to the county city to seek medical treatment, but in the end he could only sell himself to bury his parents.

Seeing his pitiful life, Song Changming also thought that his parents would need someone to take care of him as they got older, so he bought the boy and brought him back to the Song residence.

After observing him for a while, he felt that the boy had good character, so he changed his name to Song Pingan.

From now on, the boy will be considered a member of the Song family.

On weekdays, he is responsible for doing chores and running errands for Song's father and mother, and taking care of their food, clothing and daily life.

"Pingan, I haven't seen him for a while. He has grown taller and stronger." Song Changming looked at him.

He remembered that when he brought him back last year, the boy was still skinny, small, and shriveled, with a serious malnutrition.

After a year of recuperation in the Song family, he ate and drank well, and was in the growth stage. The boy's body was obviously much stronger, and his height grew to Song Changming's chin.

"It's all because of the kindness of the head of the family and the mistress." Song Pingan scratched his head and said.

Song's father and mother treated him well on weekdays. They rarely treated him as a servant, and never beat or scolded him.

He was very grateful for this.

According to the law, he had sold himself to Song Changming and signed a contract to sell himself. His life and death were not his own.

Even if the Song family shouted and killed him, he could not complain.

He had also heard about the cruel ways that some wealthy families treated their servants. In comparison, he felt lucky to have met Song Changming and Song's father and mother who were relatively kind.

"What a good day today, Changming is back." Song's mother smiled and welcomed Song Changming into the yard.

"I haven't been home for a long time. I came back today to see you." Song Changming smiled.

"Haha, good." Song's mother was very happy.

The two guard dogs, Da Huang and Da Bai, were also very happy to see Song Changming. They jumped up and down excitedly and almost shook their tails.

Only a person with a physique like Song Changming could catch these two giants that were a circle larger than a human.

"Brother Song is really amazing!" Song Ping'an couldn't help but say when he saw this.

He knew the tonnage of these two big dogs. Even ordinary warriors could not withstand the pounce of these big dogs.

"Exercise more when you are free on weekdays. You can't be weak in my Song family." Song Changming urged Song Ping'an.

He planned to observe whether this Song Ping'an was reliable.

By the way, he would wait until his body grew stronger and his body, which was seriously insufficient in qi and blood, was restored. Then he would consider whether to teach this young man martial arts.

"Brother Song is right." Song Ping'an nodded heavily.

These days, he settled in Houli Street and heard a lot about Song Changming's past deeds from his neighbors.

He knew that although Song Changming looked young, he had already achieved success in this county city.

Anyone who hears Song Changming's past achievements will sigh, a hero of the time!

He will surely be famous in the future!

Song Ping'an also has the spirit of a young man. He envies Song Changming's achievements and aspires to become a strong man like Song Changming.

"I must not let Brother Song down!" He thought so in his heart.

Song's father waved to Song Changming.

"Changming, you came just in time. Look what this is."

Song Changming looked at the water tank and saw a green water silkworm that was obviously a circle larger. It was very eye-catching, with three blue stripes on its body.

"The last time I came here, there was no three-striped green water silkworm. Did this one come out recently?" Song Changming said in surprise.

"Yes, it was only five days ago." Song's father stroked his beard and looked contented.

He now regards raising silkworms as his hobby, just like others raising birds and fishing.

Whether to make money is secondary. The old man enjoys the feeling of achievement.

The emergence of such a three-striped green water silkworm was enough to make him feel good for a while.

As soon as Song Changming came, he couldn't wait to show off.

"If there is one, there will be two. In the future, it will be easy to cultivate three-striped green water silkworms. I found that high-quality green water silkworms also have a subtle improvement on the water quality of their environment."

After chatting with the old father for a while, Song's mother brought the food to the table.

Song Changming waved to Song Ping'an.

Song Ping'an hesitated, but still sat next to Song Changming and ate at the same table with his family.

This is almost unseen in other people's homes.

Servants have their own meals, and it is impossible for them to sit at the same table with the master.

But Song Changming didn't have so many requirements. Song's father and mother were both from poor families, and they usually let Song Ping'an eat and live with them.

Even the two big dogs were lying on the side, considered part of the family, eating two basins of fruits, vegetables, meat and vegetables.

No matter how noisy and noisy the outside world is, this small house is always so peaceful and stable in Song Changming's heart.

August.

Jinxiu Street, Piaoxiang Pavilion, two young masters staged a wonderful drama of anger for beauty, which was talked about with relish.

It also successfully made a female artist named Honglian break the circle and become famous, becoming the new top star of Piaoxiang Pavilion.

Every day, a lot of people come to see the beauty to satisfy their curiosity.

What kind of appearance can fascinate the two young masters and be spread so widely.

This also includes Song Changming.

That night, in the private room of Piaoxiang Pavilion.

"This is Song Weichang, Brother Lu has mentioned him to me many times. He is really handsome."

A man wearing a hair crown and a brocade robe put down his wine glass and said with a smile.

This man is about thirty years old, handsome, with two exquisite mustaches.

"Hello, Lord Gu." Song Changming bowed.

"Neither you nor I are wearing official uniforms, so there is no need to do this." Gu Wenhui waved his hand and asked.

"Brother Lu once said that in this huge Public Security Bureau, you are the strongest and he is the second. Is this true?"

Song Changming glanced at Lu Zheng beside him, and then said: "I have never really competed with Lu Weichang. It was Lu Weichang who praised me."

Gu Wenhui shook his head, "Brother Lu and I have a life-long friendship. I believe he will not joke with me about this matter. And with Brother Lu's spirit, he would not flatter anyone."

Hearing this, Song Changming did not say too many humble words and waited for the other party to continue.

"I also heard that you had the opportunity to enter the county governor's mansion under the recommendation of the fourth lady of the Xiao family, and even become the county governor's staff like me. Why did you refuse this matter?"

When Gu Wenhui said this, even Lu Zheng beside him was stunned for a moment, and looked at Song Changming twice more with some surprise.

To have the opportunity to become the county magistrate's staff is a promotion for them, the patrol chiefs.

Song Changming refused such a great opportunity, which is somewhat puzzling.

Song Changming said helplessly: "Master Gu is indeed well-informed."

Gu Wenhui touched his two small mustaches and laughed.

Song Changming nodded and said: "It is true, but I think my ability and experience are still insufficient. Even if I really become the county magistrate's staff, I can't help the county magistrate. Instead, I will become the target of public criticism. Therefore, I want to hone my skills in the general office for a few more years."

"There are many people in this world who are eager for quick success and instant benefits and have lofty ambitions. It is rare to be as steady and humble as Chief Guard Song." Gu Wenhui first praised Song Changming again, and then said.

"But I think that with Song Weichang's bravery, he is more than qualified to be a military officer beside the county governor. Age and experience are not a problem. For me, I am twenty-five or twenty-six years old. If someone talks nonsense, I can just suppress them with my ability."

"What Lord Gu said makes sense." Song Changming said.

He also knew about the celebrity and famous deeds of Gu Wenhui.

A famous scholar from the local powerful Gu family, he was also a young hero, and he became famous earlier than Song Changming.

He could read and count at the age of three, and he could write poems and lyrics at the age of eight. At the age of eleven, he was a well-known child prodigy in Donglai County.

After that, his deeds were spread every year, either he wrote famous poems and famous sentences, or wrote articles that made literati applaud.

At the previous academic exchange meeting, his figure also shined.

Later, at the age of 25, Gu Wenhui presented an amazing policy article to the county magistrate, and was personally invited by the county magistrate to the county magistrate's mansion and became his staff, always following the county magistrate to offer advice and suggestions.

In general, the life trajectory of the person in front of me is a true genius who became famous at a young age.

Intelligent and talented.

For such a person, I don't know why I came to see him today.