Godly Immortality: Start with the Butcher and add some Immortality!

Chapter 4 The light boat has passed, Ten Thousand Mountains! 【Ask for collection】

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Wei Hong began to try to practice the "Thirteen Postures of the Tiger" on his own!
  He shook his hands and threw his body forward to the ground, stumbling into the posture of a tiger descending the mountain in the first posture, trying to recall the key points of Li Daniu's practice just now.

"Spread your left hand further and retract your right foot!"

"Remember the key points of breathing: three fast and one slow..."

"Small shakes of the neck, shoulder blades, and waist muscles, imitating the ferocious look of a tiger preparing to go down the mountain..."

Li Daniu was patiently giving guidance.

Wei Hong took a deep breath and gradually adjusted his posture.

A tiger-like roar came from his throat, and he kept imagining that he was a tiger descending from the mountain.

Thanks to watching many wilderness documentaries in my previous life.

"Not bad!" Li Daniu said in surprise: "You are really a genius. You were so lifelike in the first practice. You are much better than me!"

As Li Daniu said, just keep it longer!
  Although the butcher shop is a bit hard and tiring, there is plenty of food, oil and water.

However, even simple exercises caused Wei Hong to suffer a lot.

Coupled with Wei Hong's thin body, after only ten breaths, he was already shaking, his muscles were sore, and his breathing was disordered. He couldn't help but collapse to the ground, gasping for breath from exhaustion.

Now he can only simply familiarize himself with the thirteen movements and imitate and memorize them over and over again. He does not expect to be able to temper his body muscles immediately, but only wants to master this set of exercises as quickly as possible.

Li Daniu comforted him in an awkward voice: "It's okay. You're still weak. Just take care of yourself for a while."

There was a burst of laughter from all around.

"call!"

Obviously, he also saw Wei Hong's good qualities and subconsciously thought that he was a person with extraordinary talents.

Wei Hong smiled and was not discouraged.

"I thought you were so capable!"

He could actually imagine the tiger's every move, so it was much easier for him to learn it for the first time than for ordinary people, and he could already learn it in a few moments.

"Hahaha! That's it?"

"call!"

Soon!
  Wei Hong felt the difficulty of practicing this pile skill.

This kind of pile work is somewhat similar to plank support. It requires many fine muscles in the whole body to work together, so that physical strength is exhausted very quickly.

After working for most of the day, I am already exhausted. It is normal to not be able to finish the first pose.

But in fact, only Wei Hong knew that he was not a genius, he was just a little more knowledgeable than the average person. After all, it was not easy for ordinary people in this era to see a tiger.

The swordsmen around also cast surprised glances.

I believe that his thin body will be strong in less than half a month, and then he will be able to train as hard as others.

He grew up in a slum where there was always enough to eat.

He lay tired on the ground again and again, his whole body was sore and unbearable, and his clothes were soaked with sweat as if they had just been fished out of the water. Li Daniu was frightened to see him.

"Stop practicing!" Li Daniu couldn't help but persuaded again and again: "The pile exercise consumes energy and blood and exercises the whole body. If the body is not strong enough to practice it forcefully, it will only break down the body."

"I know it well, don't worry, Brother Daniu!"

Wei Hong continued to practice stubbornly, refusing to give up even though his hands and feet were shaking.

After all, with the existence of Golden Finger, he didn't worry about his body being broken down by training. Anyway, as long as he absorbed vitality, he could replenish his energy and blood, repair his hidden wounds, and strengthen his body, so he just wanted to seize as much time as possible to become stronger.

After some exercise, Wei Hong almost fainted from exhaustion several times.

I practiced until my body couldn't bear it anymore, and then I decisively added 1 point of vitality to the health panel!
  "Ding!"

A warm energy began to sweep through my body. Wei Hong felt as if he had taken a big tonic. His sore and tired muscles were quickly relieved, and his long-depleted strength was quickly restored.

"It's great! Keep going!"

Wei Hong excitedly started practicing Zhuang Kung Fu again.

He didn't stop until he exhausted all his strength again and felt extremely hungry.

"Xiao Wei, are you hungry?" Aunt Wang couldn't bear it and said in a low voice: "There are still some broth pancakes from the morning, and there is still a lot of chicken soup from the eldest lady at noon. Do you want some?"

"Is that okay?" Wei Hong raised his eyes in surprise.

"What's wrong? It's all leftovers." Aunt Wang said enthusiastically, "Come sit in the kitchen, and Auntie will heat it up for you."

"No, no, I'll just eat something cold. Thank you Auntie!"

Wei Hong stopped being polite and sat on the kitchen stool at Aunt Wang's signal.

He scooped up a bowl of broth, grabbed a few pancakes, and devoured it.

Although he was very full at noon!
  But there is no oil or water in my stomach, and practicing exercises consumes a lot of money.

Therefore, the contents of the stomach have been completely digested.

He drank several large bowls of broth to relieve his hunger.

"Eat slowly, eat slowly." Aunt Wang muttered in distress: "Come here to see Auntie when you are hungry. There are a lot of leftovers in the kitchen every day. You can't lose your stomach while practicing martial arts."

"Thank you, aunt!"

Wei Hong smiled gratefully, with waves of warmth flashing through his heart.

Although the knifemen in the butcher shop disdain to work with him, whether it is Zhu Sihai's help, Li Dali's guidance, and Aunt Wang's love, they are all worthy of his gratitude.

It's a pity that these meals can't be taken home, otherwise grandpa would be able to have a full meal.

After eating and drinking, Wei Hong did not continue to practice the "Thirteen Postures of the Tiger", but endured the fatigue and started to help Aunt Wang with her work. He was very busy washing dishes and sweeping the floor.

He knows very well that you should never sit down and rest when your muscles are sore!

Otherwise, after a night, my hands and feet may be so painful that I can't even move.

Doing some work at this time can relax your muscles.

I stayed up until 3:30 in the afternoon, when the butcher shop finally closed and called it a day.

Wei Hong breathed a long sigh of relief and was about to go home with his tired body. Zhu Sihai, who was sitting at the door smoking a cigarette, blew out a smoke ring and said in a neutral tone: "Wait a minute, take this offal back."

Follow his line of sight!

Sure enough, there was still half a pig's lung left on the butcher stall, tied with a piece of straw.

"Thank you Uncle Sihai!"

Wei Hong was not polite and directly held it in his hand.

The self-esteem of a poor person is not valuable. Since he has received the favor from the other party, he will not think that Zhu Sihai is insulting himself with half a pig's lung. He is just grateful.

"You kid!" Zhu Sihai laughed dumbly: "Go away and arrive early tomorrow!"

Wei Hong smiled and nodded, turned around and walked towards the slums.

As he walked through the bustling streets of Shendu, his mood became a little lighter.

For sixteen years, he has been walking on thin ice with fear, even if he has a golden finger, he does not dare to reveal anything, for fear of being spotted accidentally.

After all, anyone in this huge capital city has the ability to trample him to death.

Fortunately, I have passed through the weakest period, and I believe things will get better day by day.

"The light boat has passed, Ten Thousand Mountains!" Wei Hong murmured with curled lips.

(End of this chapter)