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

Chapter 52 Copper water skin refining, different approaches but the same result!
  Fifteenth
  Lantern Festival
  Inside the Wei residence on Tianbao Lane, the atmosphere was lively and noisy.

Grandma Wei, his grandson, and Grandma Wang's family were sitting together. There was a copper pot on the table. The soup was boiling under the burning charcoal, and it felt like eating hot pot around the stove.

"We didn't eat well on New Year's Eve, so we'll make up for it during the holiday today. Now that I'm not afraid of Zheng Fusheng, everyone can eat and drink with confidence."

"Grandma Wang, try this, mutton is a good warming food!"

“On a snowy day, drink some rice wine and pair it with hot-boiled mutton. Even if you are a god, you won’t change it!”

"Grandpa, try it too!"

Wei Hong greeted warmly.

Old Wei Tou was happy, enjoying his grandson's filial piety with peace of mind.

A mouthful of rice wine and a mouthful of mutton, which makes you feel happy.

Grandma Wang, grandma and grandson are still a little cautious.

"It's not a good thing after all." Grandma Wang murmured: "Brother Hong protected us and exempted us from rent. Now we don't even have food..."

"And I'm just providing a place to stay. You women don't eat much. The three meals a day combined are not as much as what I eat in one meal. How can you care too much?"

"Thank you, Brother Wei."

"You have lived here for so long, how come you are still so outspoken?" Wei Hong said dissatisfied: "Grandma Wang, you are sallow and thin, and your body will collapse if you don't eat more. Xiaolan and Xiaoju are like bean sprouts, and there are too many Just eat meat."

"drink!"

Although Chunlan Qiuju was drooling with greed, she always remembered Grandma Wang's teachings and could only eat her rice silently.

"call!"

"Look at Xiaolan and Xiaoju. If they don't eat enough, they won't be able to grow taller than their hair. Aren't you delaying them?"

Old Wei Tou sighed and put down his chopsticks and said: "Sisters from the Wang family, you are too outsider. You won't make us poor if you eat a few pieces of meat. It's just that there are more pairs of chopsticks for more people."

Chunlan Qiuju happily thanked her.

Grandma Wang looked embarrassed and ashamed when she heard this!
  She hesitated to speak, but Wei Hong didn't give her another chance to speak.

"No, no, no." Qiu Ju shook her head desperately: "Brother Wei, you can eat it, we don't like meat."

"Brother Hong, you don't have to say hello, just eat quickly." Grandma Wang also refused with a smile.

"You can't say that." Wei Hong said seriously: "Since we moved here, the three of you, your grandparents, have taken care of all the work inside and outside this place, sweeping, cleaning, washing and cooking every day, and you have also taken good care of my grandfather. , even if you are a servant, you can’t do your best, right?”

Grandma Wang wiped her tears gratefully and said nothing more.

He immediately cooked a large plate of mutton and put it in front of them, saying, "Eat it, there is still more. You deserve to take care of our grandson and grandson. I feel ashamed if I don't give you wages."

The difference is that Qiu Ju also came to the practice room and began to practice the "Thirteen Postures of the Tiger" in a decent manner!
  Wei Hong had already started teaching her how to practice kung fu a few days ago. Although her movements were stiff and her talent was not very good, the little girl was willing to learn, and no one dared to guess what her future achievements would be.

Now his membrane has become stronger and stronger.

I don’t dare to eat too much meat, and most of the time I only eat vegetables with my meals.

Wei Hong started to refine the skin with iron sand as usual.

After dinner, Wei Hong continued to practice.

The iron sand at ordinary temperature was no longer enough, and after some hard work, there was not much growth.

Even when he applied green vitriol oil to his body, he didn't feel much pain.

The skin all over his body has been strengthened over and over again, and his strength is no longer what it used to be.

"In the beginning, I used green vitriol oil to refine skin, and each time I could increase the leather refining progress by 5 points. After my strength breakthrough, it dropped to 2 points, and now it has almost no effect!"

"From the looks of it, I'm afraid we have to find another way to refine the skin."

Wei Hong frowned and looked at his attribute board.

The leather refining progress shown above is now 27/100.

It has been 15 days since New Year's Eve, and we have made less than one-third of the progress.

Progress is getting slower and slower now! If you don’t change the leather refining method, you won’t even be able to break through to the late stage in a year and a half.

"The road to martial arts becomes more and more difficult the further you go, the ancients do not deceive me!"

Wei Hong had a deeper understanding of this.

If he compared himself to a piece of pig iron, it would be easiest to temper it at the beginning.

But if you want to beat a piece of pig iron into ten thousand forged steel, it will become more and more difficult the further you go.

This principle is similar to martial arts.

Fortunately, there are many skin refining methods recorded in "Hundred Forging Golden Body Skills", and now Wei Hong has more choices.

"Method 1: Take a bellows and add fire to support combustion. Burn some copper blocks in the pot into copper water, and then smear the whole body with hot copper water."

"Method two, take an iron ball and hang it, let it swing left and right and hit itself!"

"Method three, find a steep slope where the gravel will roll down..."

"Method four, find three strong men and beat them all over with maces..."

The methods recorded in the secret book are more fierce than the last.

A little carelessness may result in disability, which even Wei Hong was frightened to see.

But now his strength is not what it used to be. If he wants to become stronger quickly, he has to take some risks. Otherwise, he will not be able to break through to the late stage of skin refining even if he delays for a year and a half.

Think twice!
  Wei Hong finally decided to smear his whole body with copper water to refine his skin.

It just so happened that he had been making preparations recently, and the wooden bellows was already ready.

After putting a large amount of stone coal and charcoal into the stove of the practice room and lighting it, Wei Hong began to pull the bellows hard, causing the flames to rise directly on the stove.

Next!

He also put copper blocks into the large iron pot.

Since the boiling point of copper is lower than that of iron, the copper blocks in the iron pot were gradually burned into copper water under the fierce fire. They floated and rolled in the pot like dark golden soup, and every drop carried a permeating high temperature. .

Generally speaking, warriors in the middle stage of skin refining realm usually start skin refining with boiling oil.

Only those who have reached the late stage of Skin Refining Realm dare to try to practice with copper water.

Moreover, before refining the skin, a special secret medicine must be applied to the body to reduce the corrosion of the copper water on the skin, otherwise it will easily cause indelible disability.

But Wei Hong didn't care!
  He doesn't care what the secret medicine is or not.

He put a towel directly into his mouth and bit it tightly, then he put his left hand into the copper water without caring.

"Mmmmmmm..."

A searing pain came.

Wei Hong's eyes widened in pain, he clenched his teeth and his whole body trembled!
  He felt as if his skin and flesh had been cooked instantly. White smoke rose up, along with the astonishing aroma of barbecue. Qiu Ju, who was practicing Qiu Ju, was dumbfounded.

"Brother Wei, are you crazy?" Qiu Ju exclaimed.

"it's okay no problem!"

Wei Hong retracted his hand tremblingly.

He fell to his knees on the ground, breathing heavily.

Cold sweat had already quietly wet my back at this moment.

Look at his left hand, which is already torn apart.

One hand was wrinkled like fried chicken claws, and the meat inside was probably eighty-done.

"It's a bit overwhelming!" Wei Hong murmured with a wry smile.

　Please vote and follow up to read

　　
  　
  (End of this chapter)