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

"Unfortunately, I was despised once again."

"The stall owner is causing trouble for me!"

Wei Hong frowned and returned to the martial arts field.

When he raised his head, he saw Li Daniu, Zhao Jichang and others looking at him with complicated expressions. Apparently, everyone had clearly heard the quarrel between Zhu Sihai and his family just now.

People who practice martial arts are inherently smart!

Qi Fengniang and Zhu Furong have louder voices.

It would be difficult for everyone not to hear it, since they naturally knew what had just happened.

"Haha!" Wang Dazhi sneered unhappily: "Is our stall looking for a son-in-law? It's really gratifying, someone is going to have bad luck!"

"Who says it's not the case? It's a pity that the eldest lady doesn't like him!"

"Hey, do you really think anyone can fly up a branch and become a phoenix? Just dream!"

"If I just pee and take a picture, I won't annoy people for nothing."

Everyone said something to each other, and all kinds of cynicism struck like knives.

A pair of eyes were full of teasing, unhappiness, jealousy, and even deep hostility.

Wei Hong was not surprised at all.

In the past, he might have been able to impress the swordsmen with his extraordinary talent.

Although they are not equal, no one will deliberately target him.

But Zhu Sihai's actions just now deeply irritated everyone.

As the saying goes, you don't worry about scarcity but inequality. Why can he be appreciated by others?

Why would a little apprentice step on their heads right away?

The most jealous thing in the world is when the people around you become better than you.

Unless a saint is reincarnated, who can resist being sour in his heart?

"hehe!"

Wei Hong shook his head and said nothing more.

He neither disdained to argue with others nor to please the weak.

You can't control the attitudes of others. Whether they like them, hate them or resent them, you have to live your life how you want. You just have to be careful not to be deceived.

"Brother Hong, you..."

Li Daniu came over with a complicated expression.

He opened his mouth to say something, but in the end nothing came out.

"Brother Daniu, if you are worried about being implicated by me, we can have less contact with each other." Wei Hong raised his eyes to reassure: "I can understand."

"No, no!" Li Daniu suppressed his face and turned red. Finally, he scratched his head and changed the subject and said, "I just want to ask you, can you help me exercise when you have time?"

"Of course!"

Wei Hong smiled lightly!

He naturally saw that Li Daniu was getting close to him under pressure.

He appreciated the kindness, so he picked up a wooden stick as thick as his arm.

There are many ways for skin refining realm warriors to exercise their bodies. They can use gravel and iron sand to grind their skin, or they can beat their whole bodies with wooden sticks. However, this method requires someone to assist.

"bring it on!"

Li Daniu took a deep breath!

He clenched his fists with both hands, and the muscles all over his body suddenly swelled.

"Bang bang bang!"

Wei Hong swung his wooden stick in a familiar manner and beat Li Daniu viciously, making various collision and grunting sounds.

"call!"

"ha!"

Li Daniu kept adjusting his breathing and gradually entered a good state.

Wei Hong ignored the hostile looks from the people around him and concentrated on helping him exercise.

After being beaten again and again with a wooden stick, Li Daniu's skin became red and bruised, but as he breathed, blood flowed under his skin, quickly dispersing these bruises.

Repeatedly, the skin film will naturally become stronger!

"It's so comfortable!" Li Daniu couldn't help but sigh: "Brother Hong, you used this force very cleverly. It's just the right amount of force, not light but not heavy. It's a hundred times stronger than hitting a tree by myself."

"You usually rely on hitting trees for skin refining?" Wei Hong was surprised.

"Natural!" Li Daniu sighed with a bitter smile: "I can afford at most three cans of secret medicine with my monthly salary. They have to be kept for iron sand grinding, and they will not last for half a month. I can only hit trees and walls. "Practice."

"That's a good idea."

Wei Hong nodded in understanding and kept hammering with his hand.

Patiently and meticulously, he was beaten all over his body over and over again.

"It's okay, it's just helpless." Li Daniu couldn't help complaining: "It's very difficult to make the membrane stronger by impact alone. Firstly, it's not easy to grasp the strength. Secondly, many places can't be hit. Finally, it's easy to get distracted. In the end, It’s good to have someone to help you practice.”

"Nowadays, all the major martial arts schools have a group of people hired all year round to help their martial arts disciples to beat and strengthen their bodies. You master your strength so skillfully, and you can make a lot of money by working part-time in a martial arts gym. There must be many people vying to hire you. "

"oh?"

When Wei Hong heard this, he immediately became interested.

Can you still make money by beating people's bodies?

"Don't you know?" Li Daniu explained casually: "Most of the people who can be admitted to martial arts schools are from small and wealthy families. Such people who have a lot of money will naturally not treat themselves badly. They take nourishing medicinal baths every day and hire people to beat themselves. It’s also common, and there are even people hired to fight each other.”

Wei Hong silently wrote down this information.

I thought that if I was short of money in the future, I could try finding a martial arts school.

He has no interest in helping others beat and exercise, but he is still very excited if he fights against others. He can train himself and make money at the same time, so why not do it?

At this time, Li Daniu glanced around and saw that no one was paying much attention to this place, so he reminded him in a low voice: "Pay attention to Wang Dazhi and Zhao Jichang, be careful of their dirty tricks."

"I will, don't worry."

Wei Hong naturally knew what he meant.

He saw clearly the hostile eyes of the crowd just now.

Although they would not make things difficult for him openly, they were afraid that they would do something dirty in secret. Even the most talented person would become a useless person if his hands and feet were broken.

"Wang Dazhi is arrogant and domineering. He hates others stealing his limelight." Li Daniu continued to whisper: "He has always been the number one thug of the second-in-command. Now that you are close to the first-in-command, there is no guarantee that he will not strangle you in the cradle."

"As for Zhao Jichang, he must not be trusted. Although this guy is also on the side of the first-in-command, he has always been concerned about the eldest lady. After what happened today, he must hate you to death?"

"In short, people who have offended them in the past have a very miserable end. It is common to have their hands and feet broken and thrown into the stinking ditch. In their eyes, killing people is no different from killing pigs."

As he spoke, Li Daniu's eyes were filled with fear.

Obviously, his many years of apprenticeship made him very afraid of these people.

Even though he is now a knifeman, he still thinks he is inferior to the other party.

"What are you afraid of? If the enemy comes, we will stop him. If the water comes, we will block it with earth!" Wei Hong raised his eyebrows, his eyes showed a rare coldness, and sneered: "I have offended more than just them in all these years. It is not certain who will live and who will die."

"..."

Li Daniu secretly took a breath of cold air.

He suddenly remembered that Wei Hong was born in the slums.

How can a person who grew up in such a place be bullied casually?