He Zheng tried to practice the [Bronze Man Gong] once, the first time he was relatively cautious, it took an hour, it took a week, although it took a lot longer than he expected, but He Zheng was still relatively happy, according to his estimates, it didn't take a few times, he could press the time to less than thirty minutes. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

At this time, a vague font appeared faintly under He Zheng's attribute value, and if you look closely, you can recognize it as "Bronze Man Gong (First Layer)", but there is no percentage progress behind, which also means that He Zheng has not yet started at this time.

Leaving the wooden house where he was, He Zheng came to the stele again, although there are not many meridians that need to be memorized, but there are also a lot, He Zheng wants to confirm the content of the memory again, if it really goes wrong, although the strength of He Zheng's meridians will not be very serious, but it will also delay the efficiency of cultivation.

There were two other people in front of the stele who were also watching, one was a young man of about his age who was holding an iron fan, and the other was the white-skinned man who was defeated by the snowy challenge.

When He Zheng saw the two, he greeted them politely, and the three did not tell each other their names. Even though Instructor Liao Chen said that fighting was forbidden, and he couldn't even play tricks, the snowy and white-skinned man still instinctively took precautions.

He Zheng ignored their reactions, and just carefully looked at the first layer of the [Bronze Man Gong] on the stone tablet again, and recalled the route of luck before. This process lasted five minutes, and after confirming that he was not mistaken, He Zheng returned to his No. 2 wooden house, and at the door of the wooden house, He Dong was standing straight, like a guard.

Although He Zheng didn't like people waiting outside this not very closed wooden house, he could only admit it, after all, in this kind of environment, at least the [Nameless] faction was better than no one.

The wooden house is not big, a wooden barrel containing green liquid occupies a full fifth, looking at most of the barrel of green liquid in the barrel, this color is even more unpleasant than the color of the last medicinal bath, but it is a good thing to be able to assist in cultivation.

He Zheng first dipped it with his hand, it was cold, and then sniffed it with his nose, there was no peculiar smell, but He Zheng had no way to judge its efficacy and ingredients in terms of different medicines.

Without thinking about it anymore, He Zheng took off the clothes that Yu Jasmine had brought for himself before, and then stepped into the wooden barrel filled with the medicinal liquid, the wooden barrel was large enough for He Zheng to sit in it, and then the cultivation began......

After only soaking his whole body in the liquid medicine for less than half a minute, He Zheng felt a slight itch, but it was not very uncomfortable. He Zheng calmed his mind, luck, and quickly entered the state of cultivation, this time luck, He Zheng's luck speed increased, and he still had some scruples before, so it took an hour, but the second time, in the medicinal liquid, He Zheng only took more than thirty minutes, and its effect was dozens of times better than that of no medicinal liquid before.

Originally, luck cultivation was the process of constantly opening up the meridians and strengthening them, and using a specific luck route to achieve a far beyond the ordinary strengthening effect. He Zheng's meridians were originally extremely tough, all he needed to do was to expand the meridians and continue to consolidate them, while the medicinal liquid was to strengthen the effect of luck through the stimulation of the medicine, and there were also healing ingredients in the medicine in order to repair some damaged meridians to a certain extent.

Luck is over.

Bronze Man Gong (1st Layer): 1.50%

After only one time, He Zheng really got started, and the progress reached 1.5%, this efficiency He Zheng himself was a little shocked, when he practiced the Big Dipper Dragon Fist, how long did he have to practice with the 0.01% progress, and now, he actually jumped more than a percentage point in an instant.

Of course, He Zheng also understood that this was because his physique foundation was already there, and with the assistance of this medicinal liquid, he was able to achieve this effect.

It seems that this liquid medicine is not a bargain, He Zheng said in his heart.

However, it is easy to cultivate by yourself, but it may not be possible for others, after all, the luck of the small meridians requires extremely high control, otherwise even if the medicinal liquid has a certain repair effect, it is impossible to cover everything, and it is estimated that it will hurt the meridians more, thus affecting the progress of cultivation.

Indeed, as He Zheng thought, even if it was a snowy sky from a martial arts family, at this time, beads of sweat the size of beans covered his face, and his whole body seemed to tremble slightly, as if he was enduring some pain.

The snow was all over the place, and several others were even more miserable, including a man who had occupied the seventh hut at the end of the day, who had passed out in the liquid.

Kanichi of the No. 1 wooden house is still recuperating and has not yet started to cultivate.

At this time, the middle-aged man in the wooden house No. 10 only put his hand into the wooden barrel, his eyes closed, his face calm, and he didn't know what he was doing. At this time, he seemed much more normal than usual.

After the cultivation began, time passed quickly.

He Zheng did not stop cultivating, his physique reached 1.35, he did not feel fatigue at all in this level of cultivation, and the progress of his [Bronze Man Gong] also improved extremely fast, and when he cultivated to the second night, [Bronze Man Gong] was directly promoted to the second level.

Even if he had expected it a long time ago, He Zheng was still very shocked, it was rumored that the secret martial arts that were extremely difficult to cultivate, he had cultivated to the second level in just one day?!

Then, when He Zheng watched the cultivation content of the second layer, he also kept all the remaining layers in mind.

As for the [Bronze Man Gong] engraved on the stone tablet, there are seven layers, and each layer describes the degree of effect of its corresponding realm, as well as some records.

When cultivating to the third layer, it means that the [Bronze Man Gong] has been cultivated to a small level, and it really plays the role of a bronze man, and it is already difficult for ordinary martial artists to cause damage to them with ordinary swords.

Then every level of promotion is a huge breakthrough, and when you cultivate to the fifth layer [Bronze Man Gong], it is the realm of Dacheng, and those who reach this realm are called "masters" by everyone, and they are "forging masters".

Even if the Master of Forging is unprepared, some ordinary jet rifles will not be able to break through his defenses, and even a direct hit from some sniper jet rifles will not be able to deal heavy damage to him if he is on guard. Of course, the difficulty of cultivating to this realm is even much more difficult than cultivating some middle-level secret martial arts to the fourth layer realm, but in terms of martial arts, it may not be comparable to those middle-level secret martial arts.

As for the sixth or even seventh layers in the back, they involve micro-meridians that are even smaller than small meridians, and their cultivation difficulty is no longer something that some ordinary genius martial artists can understand.

This time, He Zheng spent several hours memorizing the content of the second to fifth layers, and there was no detailed content for the sixth and seventh layers, just a paragraph was written, which roughly meant "When the time comes, you will naturally understand."

Then next, He Zheng went into the wooden house and started cultivating again, and took the initiative to propose to He Dong, who had been sticking to the door, to increase the concentration of the next liquid medicine to 20%.

Time passes......

Fifteen days passed......