Immortality: Starting as a Butcher to Level Up in Cultivation!

"Brother Wei, what kind of training method are you doing? Isn't it too dangerous?"

"This copper water looks very hot. Do you want to apply some wound medicine?"

Qiu Ju was chirping in shock.

Wei Hong wiped away the cold sweat without saying a word, and had already silently chosen to add some points.

A warm vitality appeared out of thin air and surged into his palms. After a while, his palms felt numb, and the severe pain was reduced by 80% at this moment.

Then the flesh and blood began to repair!

The surging Qi and blood rushed over, and the half-cooked flesh began to regain its vitality.

On the surface, the palm of his hand still seemed to be cracked and wrinkled, but Wei Hong knew that the function of his palm had been restored to 80% to 90%, and it would be restored to its original state within a cup of tea, and it would become even more powerful.

"I'm fine, you continue to practice!" Wei Hong raised his eyes and comforted Qiu Ju, then without hesitation put the towel into his mouth, and then put his right hand into the big iron pot.

"Ahhhh..."

Wei Hong moaned and groaned in pain.

The veins on his forehead were bulging and the blood was swollen, and his eyes were as ferocious as an evil ghost crawling out of hell.

Qiu Ju was so frightened that she was still in the mood to continue practicing?

She hesitated several times to persuade her, but in the end she couldn't.

I can only watch helplessly as Wei Hong seeks death again and again.

After cooking his left hand, he cooked his right hand!

After cooking the right hand, cook the left hand!

People who didn’t know better thought he was frying chicken legs.

"The temperature of the copper water is too high, so it's not suitable for washing the whole body right away. Let's slowly start washing it with both hands first!"

"It will take less life to repair the hands. Wait until the palms adapt to this temperature, and then slowly advance to other places."

Wei Hong made plans silently in his heart.

I soon discovered that my idea was right.

Although he only trained his hands, his skin refining progress actually increased by 2 points in a row, which shows that the copper water skin refining method is indeed effective.

After boiling it dozens of times!

Wei Hong's hands grew at a terrifying speed.

In the end, he could actually sink his hand into the copper water without feeling much pain. It was as if the skin and flesh of his palm had already adapted to the temperature and became as powerful as a diamond.

"Bang bang bang!"

Wei Hong's hands collided, and there was an inexplicable sound of metal collision.

I wonder if the skin on his palms was contaminated with too much copper water.

There was a faint copper color, and the flesh and blood were much tighter and stronger than before.

"If you keep practicing like this, you won't make yourself into a bronze man, right?" Wei Hong teased, somewhat dumbfounded.

It was already very late.

He thought for a while and finally decided to call it a day and rest.

"Xiao Juqian, go to bed first and don't practice for too long." Wei Hong casually warned: "You are thin and don't have enough energy and blood. You can only practice the first movement of "Thirteen Postures of the Tiger" repeatedly. Do not practice other movements forcefully. ”

"I know Brother Wei, you go and wash up." Qiu Ju said sensibly: "I'll clean up here first before going to rest."

"That's fine!"

Wei Hong was not polite either!

He habitually walked to the patio, took advantage of the darkness to get two buckets of ice water to wash away the stains on his body, and then returned to his room to change his clothes and prepare to rest.

But in the dead of night!

Suddenly, a firework slowly rose into the sky, and finally exploded in the night sky. The gorgeous firelight formed a tiger head pattern that lasted for a long time, illuminating several surrounding cities.

"A cloud-piercing arrow, thousands of troops and horses come to meet?" Wei Hong's expression suddenly changed.

The fireworks technology in the Zhou Dynasty has long been very mature. People set off fireworks every night from the first lunar month to the Lantern Festival, so this fireworks does not look strange.

But only those who hang out on the streets know that these are fireworks used by the Hutou Gang to shake people up. It is clearly stated in the gang rules that once you see fireworks, no matter what you are doing, you must rush to your respective hall to support them, otherwise you will be sentenced to gang punishment. The crime is punishable by three swords and six holes!

At the same time, Wei Hong also heard the sound of whistles coming from the street.

There were also faint shouts of killing!

"The Tiger Head Gang is blowing the whistle?" Wei Hong took a breath, his eyes flashed with surprise and uncertainty, and finally he seemed to have thought of something, and gradually became firmer.

After a while, the sleeping old Wei was awakened!

Grandma Wang and Chunlan, who were staying up late doing embroidery, also walked out of the house.

"Something happened!" Wei Hongyan said concisely: "The Tiger Head Gang released the Cloud-piercing Arrow. They must have started a fight with other gangs, and it was probably a sudden attack. Although it is not yet clear which gang it is, it is very large. The probability is that it’s the Viper Gang or the Blood Crow Gang!”

"Tianbao Lane is located at the intersection of East Street and West Street. It is easy for people to take advantage of it. Don't go out. If you encounter bandits fighting outside, don't pay attention. Don't light up lights at home!"

When everyone heard this, they all gasped in fright.

Listening to the noisy shouts of killing outside, it can be seen that the battle is definitely not small.

Judging from Wei Hong's tone, does he want to go out and fight? Isn't this crazy?

"Brother Hong, don't go!" Grandma Wang urged anxiously: "You are just a pig butcher. Even if you don't go, no one will find out. Why do you need to be cannon fodder?"

"That's right, Brother Wei. How many gang fights over the years have not been bloody and bloody? It's such a mess at night, it's too dangerous!" Qiu Ju persuaded anxiously.

Chunlan couldn't help but panic: "Who will protect us if you leave? What if someone comes in?"

Wei Hong glanced at her coldly.

Then he looked at Old Wei silently.

The old man's eyes were filled with deep worry, but he was a man after all. He understood that Wei Hong sometimes needed to go against the wind, so he could not bear it and did not persuade him.

"Do I have to go?" Old Wei said in a trembling voice.

"I must go!" Wei Hong said with a firm look in his eyes: "If the Tiger Head Gang really goes to war with the Blood Crow Gang, Zheng Fusheng will definitely go to the battle. The chaos is the best time to get rid of him."

"If you don't take what God gives you, you will suffer the consequences. If you don't welcome the time, you will suffer the consequences! God has created such a good opportunity for me. If I don't take action, it will be a pity!"

"Grandpa, don't worry, I will come back alive!"

After saying that, Wei Hong turned and left!

His eyes were firm and calm, and his heart was cold!

He practiced dragon-slaying skills day and night, so why should he be afraid of the sword being unsheathed today?

The threat of Zheng Fusheng has been hanging over Wei Hong's head, making him uneasy day and night, for fear that he would be found and attacked by the other party one day.

Now the outside world is in chaos.

Even though Wei Hong didn't know anything, he was ready to go out and find out.

If there was a chance to take action, he would not miss it.

Being a cannon fodder? He was not interested!

But Zheng Fusheng must die tonight!

In the night, Wei Hong disappeared from the street in a few flashes. He walked in the streets and alleys of Anlefang with ease and soon saw the chaotic battlefield.

On the street!

Many hooligans wearing the clothes of the Blood Crow Gang and the Tiger Head Gang were fighting frantically.

Many of the temporary outside gang members tied cloth strips on their arms to distinguish between enemies and friends.

The Blood Crow Gang tied red cloth strips, and the Tiger Head Gang tied white cloth strips.

At a glance, there were shouts of killing everywhere, and the situation had already become a mess.