I can see the book of life and death

After eating a whole wild boar, Zhang Mingtu felt that the ever-present hunger was finally relieved.

There is still a huge amount of heat in the body that has not fully bloomed.

The time was too short and he ate too much, so it was not fully digested.

But Zhang Mingtu didn't care, as Mang Niu basically ate every time he was awake.

Even if the food is not digested temporarily, it will be stored in its four stomachs.

Release it when needed.

Time is tight now, and Zhang Mingtu is afraid that returning too late will cause worry to his mother and Zhang Jili.

After practicing two more rounds of boxing, I feel that my limbs and body have grown slightly taller by two points, and my body mass is also relatively solid.

Zhang Mingtu immediately stopped hesitating, put the remaining wild boar in a sack, turned around and walked home.

When passing by Zhang Jili's house, he cut off two pieces of tenderloin and one hind thigh from the wild boar, and put them directly into his house regardless of Zhang Jili's strong refusal.

When I got home, the sky was getting slightly dark. My mother hadn't arrived home yet. She was probably chatting with other people or busy with her work.

Zhang Mingtu breathed a sigh of relief and cut up the large pieces of wild boar meat.

I cut some small pieces of wild boar meat and gave some to the neighbors.

I was also given vegetables and fruits by my neighbors. The gifts were not much meat, but what I got back was more.

The relationship between the family and the neighbors has always been close, and the whole family atmosphere is quite good. This is why Zhang Mingtu was willing to give the secret recipe to the family after some consideration.

"It's a pity that I didn't encounter any evil neighbors or village bullies. The start was smooth. It's just that the son of the county magistrate...will you give me such a big boss at the beginning?"

There was a vague shadow in Zhang Mingtu's heart. The behavior of the county magistrate's son was obviously not just once or twice, and should happen again in the future.

According to the moral values ​​of the previous life, Zhang Mingtu always felt a little uneasy in his heart. He could only find such a vicious and terrifying person in history books, and they were already among the old papers.

Even practicing boxing has been given some thought, and some of my mind is not in it.

But after much thought, Zhang Mingtu couldn't think of a way.

Go to report to the official?

My father is the biggest official in the area.

Judging from the magistrate's troubled behavior, Zhang Mingtu didn't believe it at all that there was no one around him who heard about his father.

Even if his father is completely innocent, would Zhang Mingtu do it himself, so that the county magistrate would exterminate his relatives out of justice?

Zhang Mingtu felt that he was more likely to be destroyed.

"Also, what is the talisman of that middle-aged envoy?"

"A thin piece of yellow paper can form a golden shield. I successfully transformed into marrow. I am limited by the bow and arrow, but an arrow weighs at least several hundred kilograms. How did he block it?"

There were many doubts, and the more Zhang Mingtu thought about it, the more depressed he became. As he used his fists, he inexplicably turned into the Tiger Demon Bone Refining Fist.

The Tiger Demon Bone Refining Fist he used was completely different from the one practiced by the old man Jiu.

The fists and kicks practiced by the Nine Old Man seemed to be completely useless. Yun Danfeng's extremely lethal boxing technique was developed into a Tai Chi-like health-preserving technique. When it fell into Zhang Mingtu's hands, it was murderous and violent.

Especially when Zhang Mingtu thought of the young master in brocade clothes, his heart couldn't help boiling with murderous intent.

The tiger demon in his mind was beating more and more violently, and it would roar to the sky from time to time.

Zhang Mingtu couldn't help but make the same move. He also opened his mouth, but no loud roar came out of his mouth.

Instead, there was a thunderous sound of a tiger and leopard exploding in his belly, and Zhang Mingtu's mind was cleared by the sound.

When he came back to his senses, his expression suddenly changed slightly.

The old man who practiced bone boxing and wine with the tiger demon once told him that he must turn into his marrow before he can practice with all his strength, but now he is not strong enough.

However, he practiced unintentionally and developed the sound of tiger, leopard and thunder. I am afraid that he will suffer serious injuries this round.

To Zhang Mingtu's expectation, he did not feel any tingling in his limbs, but instead felt a sense of relief throughout his body.

Zhang Mingtu was stunned for a moment, assumed the stance of a powerful bull, and visualized the bull in his mind.

Immediately, I discovered that a large portion of the energy originally stored had been completely consumed due to this round of Tiger Demon Bone Refining Fist.

"Does the Mangniu Powerful Fist still have this effect?"

Zhang Mingtu was slightly surprised, but he was more relaxed. After a round of Tiger Demon Bone Fist training, the murderous intention in his heart was greatly restrained.

The Yin Qi of the whole wild boar was completely consumed, but it was not without gains. The body became more condensed and solid, like running water.

Looking inside, one can even notice that the bones in the body are faintly glowing with a jade-colored brilliance.

The power of a tiger's death is still there, and the king of the forest is most famous for having tiger bones.

Without intending to practice boxing, Zhang Mingtu stepped into bone forging.

"It turns out it's not that you can't practice Tiger Demon Bone Fist in advance, but you need to replenish enough consumption!"

Zhang Mingtu had a vague realization in his heart.

"Looks like I have to stay in the mountains for a while longer!"

His own military strength has improved by leaps and bounds. In Zhang Mingtu's view, this is the most important thing.

In such a subversive world, only force is the foundation for survival.

"And there are all kinds of common herbs in the mountains. I can find all the ingredients for Bazhen Tang and Siwu Tang. I can prepare them directly in the mountains..."

You won't learn much if you stay at home and train with the instructor.

Zhang Mingtu had made up his mind and told Wang Yulan during dinner that he was going to the mountains to learn some hunting techniques.

Wang Yulan was naturally worried after hearing this, but Zhang Mingtu had already made up his mind, and he also showed off the three hundred kilograms of stone locks at home.

Wang Yulan hesitated and agreed.

I just asked Zhang Mingtu not to stay out for too long, and it was best to come back every night.

Zhang Mingtu thought for a while and agreed.

The days that followed were simple and boring.

Every day Zhang Mingtu goes into the mountains, picks out wild boars or goats and kills two of them.

Then choose a hut and light a fire to cook food.

After swallowing most of a wild boar or goat whole, start practicing boxing.

He doesn't care whether these are delicious or not, he just boils them in water and swallows them in large chunks. Anyway, his current stomach is different from ordinary people's.

The most urgent task is to improve one's own strength.

For the first time in his life, Zhang Mingtu felt unable to eat. That was when he ate three wild boars weighing more than 200 kilograms in one day.

After hitting the Tiger Demon Bone Refining Fist three times, the feeling of fullness in my stomach gradually disappeared.

But looking at the meat, Zhang Mingtu also felt a vague feeling of discomfort in his stomach.

So he stopped eating meat for a while.

He turned around and took out the medicinal materials needed for Siwu Soup and Bajunzi Soup. He did not handle them too much and just simmered them freshly in one pot, which would lose a lot of medicinal power.

But taking it back to dry and bake it would take too much time, so he just ate it like this in the mountains.

Basically, for more than half a month, I went out early and came back late every day.

And this continuous practice of boxing for more than half a month also brought him huge improvement.