Cross-pushing martial arts starts from adding points

Chapter 2, Ninth Grade Leather Refining

After half an hour, the stench in the kitchen finally dissipated. At this time, only some moist red powder remained in the cauldron. One final step is needed, which is to let it dry in the sun.

Zhao Lin found a long black cloth from somewhere, and Chen Mo scooped out the red powder in the pot and poured it on the long cloth.

Looking at the Blood Tiger Soup, Zhao Lin and Chen Mo's eyes were naturally hot.

This is a good thing, it can speed up the speed of martial arts practitioners' acquisition, even if you don't use it yourself, if you sell it outside, you can still sell it for a high price.

No matter what, as long as it has something to do with warriors, it is worth a lot.

However, although their eyes were hot, the two had to hold back the greed in their hearts, because this blood tiger soup is rare, and how much blood tiger soup can be brewed with a bowl of red soup is not a big deal in Wuyue Boxing Gym If a secret is missing, anyone with a discerning eye can see the clue just by looking at it.

Before, there were handymen who couldn't resist the temptation, and every time they made blood tiger soup, they secretly deducted some, but they were all discovered by the boxing gym in the end, and the end was quite miserable.

The sun slanted to the west, and the afterglow of the setting sun filled the entire boxing gym, adding a bit of hazy beauty.

At this time, the red powder on the black cloth has been completely air-dried, as long as the red powder is poured into water, the bloody tiger soup can be prepared.

In order to prevent accidents, during the drying process, Chen Mo and Zhao Lin stayed beside the black cloth, not daring to be distracted.

"Yes, wrap these powders in kraft paper."

Zhang Quan probably also estimated the time. He walked out of the house just after the red powder had dried. When he saw the amount of red powder on the black cloth, a satisfied smile appeared on his face.

Immediately, he took out a stack of kraft paper from the house and handed it to Chen and Mo.

By the time Chen and Mo wrapped the red powder in kraft paper, the sun had already set.

The two found some leftovers from the kitchen and barely filled their stomachs.

Wuyue Boxing Gym is in charge of food and lodging for the handymen. Most of them eat vegetarian food, occasionally meat, and they live in an adobe room shared by two people.

The furnishings in the house were extremely simple, with two beds, a table, and an oil lamp.

Back in the room, Chen Mo lay quietly on the bed, and his thoughts had already sunk into his mind, and he began to visualize the Godly Cauldron of Wanmu.

As for Zhao Lin, after eating, he rushed to the martial arts arena excitedly, and began to discuss the "practice experience" of Wuyuequan with other handymen.

"Ok?"

Although Chen Mo's thoughts were immersed in the Ten Thousand Mother God Cauldron, he was silently counting the time in his heart.

Not half an hour later, a familiar pain hit from the depths of his mind, from weak to strong, Chen Mo did not stop his visualization, but stared fixedly at the progress bar on the Ten Thousand Mother Divine Cauldron.

Finally, when he was about to lose his hold, the progress bar finally reached 100%.

He immediately stopped his visualization, pulled his thoughts away from the Divine Cauldron of Ten Thousand Mothers, and opened his eyes.He gasped heavily in his mouth.

So far, he can only visualize for half an hour a day, and he has no idea how to extend the visualization time.

However, the most important thing right now is to verify the conjecture in his heart.

He thought about it.

Name: Chen Mo

Boundary: not entered
Martial arts: Five Sacred Fist (not started, can be upgraded)

Skill Points: 1
Sure enough, there was a hint of joy in Chen Mo's eyes, but the excitement in his heart was hard to suppress no matter what.

Compared with the previous ones on the attribute panel, the column of skill points has changed from 0 to 1, and Wuyuequan, a martial art, also has three small characters that can be upgraded.

Chen Mo estimated the time silently in his heart, and with a sudden thought, he directly added skill points to Wuyuequan.

hum!
A weak energy rose from Chen Mo's arms, and as the energy traveled in his arms, he felt that his whole body was full of strength.

He suppressed the excitement in his heart, put on a stance, and began to punch Wuyuequan in style.

Different from the flamboyant displays of the past, Chen Mo's fists are vigorous at this time, like a master who has been obsessed with boxing for more than ten years.

And that breeding energy gradually spread to every part of his body along with Chen Mo's movements. Everywhere he went, the energy was reduced by a bit, and his skin became firmer.

It took a full quarter of an hour before Chen Mo slowly recovered. At this moment, he was like a drowning man who had just been pulled out of the water, his whole body was soaked, the gray linen clothes stuck to his skin, and he was extremely uncomfortable.

Name: Chen Mo

Realm: Ninth Grade Leather Refining

Martial Arts: Five Sacred Fist (First Look)
Skill Points: 0
With a thought, the attribute panel appeared in front of Chen Mo,

The skill point has become 0 again, and the Wuyuequan has never been a beginner but has become a first glimpse. The most important thing is that Chen Mo has already entered the rank, even if it is only the ninth rank of leather refining.

Chen Mo exhaled deeply, picked up the iron bucket from the kitchen, and filled the bucket with water from the well in the courtyard.

"Ok?"

As soon as he lifted the bucket, Chen Mo felt the difference between unqualified warriors and qualified warriors.

It's not like he hasn't used this iron bucket to draw water before. Before a bucket full of water like this is in the product, he needs a lot of effort to get from the well to the kitchen.

But now, such a bucket full of water is as light as nothing in his hands.

Light a fire, boil water, add firewood...

After a quarter of an hour, the water in the pot has boiled.

Chen Mo took out the water in the pot, added it to the bathtub, and then continued to add cold water. When the water temperature was right, he took off his clothes and jumped into it.

At this moment, Chen Mo discovered that his skin was now as hard as the bark of a dead tree. It is estimated that even a strong man holding a dagger would not be able to cut the wound easily.

"This is the Ninth Grade Leather Refining."

Chen Mo secretly thought in his heart that once martial arts is at the top level, it is a different world from ordinary people. Even the most ordinary Ninth-Rank Leather Refining, one person can rival more than a dozen strong men.

After cleaning the filth all over his body, Chen Mo put on his clothes, cleaned the kitchen, and returned to his residence.

At this time, Zhao Lin had just returned from the martial arts field. When Chen Mo entered the room, he immediately closed the doors and windows, and pulled Chen Mo to sit down at the table.

"Guess what I just heard?"

Seeing Zhao Lin's cautious appearance, Chen Mo frowned, feeling a bad premonition in his heart.

Among the handymen, the news is basically exchanged. Every day the boxing gym needs to purchase a large amount of food and meat. It is inevitable that the handyman will hear a lot of gossip when he leaves the gym.

One spreads ten, ten spreads a hundred, and finally it spreads throughout the entire handyman's room.

(End of this chapter)