I can see the script of life

Chapter 5
Old man Wang came out with a bowl of dark medicinal soup, "Stand up, don't lie down, drink the medicine first."

The moment Xu Cheng stood up with his hands on the ground, Xu Cheng felt all the muscles in his body trembling, as if they were saying 'no' to himself. His amazing perseverance and obsession made him slowly complete the task of climbing up. An extremely simple action.

After drinking a bowl of medicinal soup, Xu Cheng, who was sore and unbearable, decided to divert his attention, and couldn't help but use the script panel to check the attributes of Old Man Wang.

【Name】: Wang Li
[Life level]: short-lived species

[Destiny Script]: The protagonist of "Longevity"

[Playing script]: Supporting role in "Life", supporting role in "The Resurrection of the God Sect"

[Current main line]: Wang Li learned from an old friend that his youngest son Wang Xiaoming was still alive 30 years ago. He was nearly [-] years old and resolutely left Qingshan Mansion and embarked on the road to find his son, until he met in Yongzhou. ...

Another protagonist?
Xu Cheng felt bitter in his heart.

Co-author Everyone is the protagonist, but the clown is me?

Wang Li's destiny script was lit with a green light, and it was displayed on the current main line, indicating that his script had already started.

Green script rating?
He tried to click on the protagonist who replaced Wang Li, which required 100 destiny points.

Xu Cheng was thoughtful.

The scripts are divided into grades. If they increase by ten times, at present, they are white, green, **, **, red...

As for whether there will be more in the future, he has not encountered it yet, and it is not clear for the time being, but he suspects that the script of "Introduction to God" is definitely beyond the red level.

However, with Wang Li's panel, Xu Cheng has a deeper understanding of the script panel. It is obvious that in a person's life, everyone has the opportunity to be the protagonist.

Just like a slogan that Xu Cheng saw in his previous life, everyone is the protagonist of their own life script.

Looking at Wang Li's current main line, there is no danger, but the old man's level of naming is not flattering.

The eldest is called Da Ming, the second is called Xiao Ming, and the eldest grandson is called Da Qiang.

I don't know if this Wang Xiaoming has a son.

Old Man Wang's destiny script "Longevity" should not be dangerous from the name, Xu Cheng is also relieved, but it seems that he will not start yet, it should be enough for him to finish "Iron Leg Skill".

The sky gradually darkened.

Xu Cheng was sitting on the ground, and Old Man Wang was sitting on the wicker chair, "Today you really impressed me a little bit, practice hard, and I'll surprise you later."

"Grandpa Wang, how long do I have to kick this stake?"

Old man Wang raised his brows, "You became impetuous just after praising you? Don't underestimate this kicking stake. This is a good way to practice strength, speed and defense at the same time. If you do it like this, it will take about half a year. It's done, it can be regarded as the completion of one leg skin training."

Xu Cheng smiled sarcastically, but as he laughed, he was surprised to find that the soreness all over his body had disappeared, and he couldn't feel it at all.

Thinking of the medicinal soup that night, Xu Cheng was surprised. The martial arts in this world are indeed unique, and just a bowl of medicinal soup can give him a glimpse of the extraordinary.

From this day on, Xu Cheng went back and forth between himself and Wang's house every day. He worked hard every day during the day, got up and kicked his legs before dawn, and drank medicinal soup at sunset to relieve his soreness.

More than half a month passed in a flash.

From the appearance, Xu Cheng has changed a lot, his originally slightly dark skin has become even darker. Because of the leg skills he practiced, his figure has not changed much, but his walking steps are already far from ordinary people. Every step is full of power.

Click!

A clear footprint appeared on the stake.

A flash of excitement flashed in Xu Cheng's heart.

Strength can leave marks, and skin training is imminent!
Sure enough, the two-star talent for cross-training is outstanding. It's only been half a month, and I'm about to practice skin once more, and I'm about to become a high-grade martial artist.

Ninth grade of martial arts, also known as Jiuchongtian.

The first three realms are simple, namely skin training, bone forging, and blood exchange.

As long as you can practice skin once, you can be called a high-grade warrior.

Xu Cheng has only practiced for more than half a month, and he is about to become a master, which makes him feel a little unreal.

Thinking about it carefully, it is true. This body is taken care of by parents and relatives, and all kinds of natural materials and earthly treasures are poured down. It was not possible to practice in the past. It is not surprising that this body has started to practice and has made rapid progress.

Old man Wang stroked his beard and looked at Xu Cheng with a smile, "Okay, Ah Cheng, there's no need to tidy up, and there will be no need for wooden stakes in the future."

He got up and went back to the house, and took out a pair of huge iron shoes, which were pitch black and looked extraordinarily heavy.

"This pair of iron shoes weighs a hundred catties. From now on, if you wear these shoes and squat for three hours a day, you should be able to train your skin for the first time soon. By the way, this is the Xiao Wang you drank recently. The prescription for the soup, you can cook it yourself later.”

Xu Cheng heard a different meaning from old man Wang's words, "Grandpa Wang, where are you going?"

"An old friend came back and said he met my youngest son in Taizhou, and I'm going to look for it."

This is a family matter, and it is because Mr. Wang wants to enjoy family happiness. Xu Cheng has nothing to say, but just takes out a hundred-liang silver note from his pocket, "Grandpa Wang is going to Taizhou, and Uncle Daming has no money to come to Taizhou." Yes, take this little money, don't treat yourself badly when you are old."

"You brat, what do I want your money for? Take it back and take it back." Old man Wang immediately put on a straight face.

Xu Cheng didn't say a word, let old man Wang talk, and finally he lifted the iron shoes, took the prescription, dropped the bank note, and ran away.

Seeing old man Wang, he was stunned for a while, and then he laughed back as if he was very angry, and cursed in a low voice, "The brat is exactly like your father!"

Although Wang Daming is filial, those people probably don't get any money, and looking at the old man Wang, it seems that he has no intention of telling Wang Daming. Although Qingshan Mansion is not far from Taizhou, an old man still goes to find relatives and bring more money. still good.

As for how the money came from, of course it was left by his parents.

The prices in this world are very low, and the purchasing power of a hundred taels of silver is astonishing.

According to the standard of living of ordinary people, one penny can buy half a catty of rice, and one tael is about a thousand pennies, which is 500 catties of rice.

One can imagine the purchasing power of a hundred taels of silver.

But when the hundred taels of silver are used up, Xu Cheng doesn't have much money left. After all, this is the salary of his parents for 16 years. , There are about 180 taels left.

Now that it is given to Old Man Wang, Xu Cheng only has less than a hundred taels of silver left.

It is enough to practice for a short period of time, after all, medicinal materials in the Ninth Grade Skin Training Realm are not too expensive.

Once old man Wang left, Xu Cheng would no longer have to go to Wang's small courtyard to practice martial arts in the future. Fortunately, he has already started, so there is no need to worry about no one teaching him.

(End of this chapter)