"Good boy! Three hundred catties!" Wang Xing looked at the numbers on the test stone in extreme shock! And now three hundred catties prove that he has entered the second layer of the quenching realm, the realm of refining bones. One pill can make oneself enter a realm.

This kind of miracle medicine is rare in the world. If the medicine is true, then there is no doubt about the matter of divine consciousness.

My father has a strict personality, and if he listens to his own explanations and takes medicine indiscriminately, he will probably not have good fruit to eat.

Wang Xing quietly returned home from the martial arts arena, entered his room, and carefully took out the bottle and cloth to watch. The area marked on the map is unknown to me.

Looking at the strange names such as 'Beast Walking Trail', 'Yinshan River', etc., it seems that this kind of name is given to the barbarian land. The land of barbarians, the area north of the border between the Xuanyue Kingdom and the Tianwu Kingdom is called the land of barbarians.

Among them, there are many wild beasts, and they are inaccessible. I have heard that there are countless rare treasures, and there are often martial artists who go to hunt for treasures, but they are gone. That's all Wang Xing knows about this place.

"Let's put these things down, first of all, we have to deal with the city competition after January. Wang Xing put the cloth and bottle into the bag on his chest and walked out the door.

Outside the door, the moon is high and the stars are scarce. Wang Xing came to the woods where he often practiced martial arts. As the amplitude of his movements increased, there seemed to be a warm current flowing in his body.

"I didn't expect this medicinal effect to be so powerful!" Wang Xing was surprised to perceive that the "Huhu ......" fist suddenly rose, and the Big Dipper Seven Star Fist took advantage of the trend. One move, one style, strong and powerful.

A feeling of exhilaration, blood flow in the body increases, and comfort spreads from the chest.

"My father said that this Big Dipper Seven Star Fist is all about borrowing strength. I'm afraid I'm putting the cart before the horse. Although this is the case, it is indeed extremely comfortable. ”

Wang Xing warmed up with the routine of the Big Dipper Seven Stars Fist for a while, came to the straw dummy he built, and comprehended the gist of the Big Dipper Fist taught by his father one move at a time.

The power in Wang Xing's hand slowly weakened again, and the scarecrow in his hand moved with his slight movement.

"I see. Like flowing water, follow the trend and use strength to fight. "Wang Xing's moves are like flowing water, and his movements seem to be extremely gentle, but there is a mystery in them that only he can know.

After practicing like this for an unknown amount of time, Wang Xing stopped and realized that it was already the second day. In the distance, the eastern sky had turned white, the birds of the forest chirped happily around him, and the air was filled with a faint fragrance peculiar to the early morning.

Wang Xing took a deep breath and let the fragrance of spring water wash over his chest. He casually broke off a leaf from a nearby branch, held it in his mouth, and lay on the thatched bed, staring at the sky.

"Huh, there seems to be no pain in the chest?" Wang Xing was surprised to notice that his ribs seemed to have all recovered, and the slightest pain had disappeared. Just now, when I hit the test stone hard, I still felt pain in my chest, but now it's all gone.

"It's amazing. This elixir is too powerful, isn't it? Wang Xing took out the bottle and was about to pour out another one to take it, but found that the small bottle began to faintly flow with silvery-white lines like watermarks.

The flow of lines is extremely strict, and the speed is exactly the same from the top of the bottle to the bottom of the bottle. He put his right hand on the bottle, his fingers on the line, and just as he wanted to touch it, the silver-white line suddenly disappeared.

"Weird, weird!" Wang Xing said, putting the bottle into the cloth bag on his chest.

In the early morning, a thick fog fills the woods.

An agile black shadow jumped from one tree to the trunk of another, and after a few turns of swaying back and forth on the trunk, his hands suddenly let go of the trunk, and after five full circles in the air, his feet landed firmly on the ground.

It was a thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy, dressed in coarse linen clothes, with two squares of black cloth wrapped around his arms. The same is true for the calves of the feet. He had a pair of straw sandals on his feet, and his long black hair was tied haphazardly behind him with straw rope. The eyes are black and white, blooming with bursts of starlight.

His whole body was steaming with bursts of heat, and this person was Wang Xing.

Wang Xing untied the black bag that was bound around his arms and calves.

"Bang bang bang!" A few sounds of landing sounded, and more than a dozen black pieces of iron smashed on the ground. smashed out one small pit after another.

These pieces of iron have always been worn on Wang Xing's limbs, totaling more than sixty catties.

Wang Xing was nurtured by his father, the strict director of the martial arts hall, since he was a child, and he knew that only by practicing diligently and diligently could he change his life against the sky. Especially seeing his father's defeat with his own eyes, this state of mind is particularly clear. He had no other children from a good family, and he was able to achieve his goals by virtue of his background.

And he, Wang Xing, relies on his own continuous efforts and hard cultivation.

In the sky, a lark flew out of the woods, and after circling for two weeks, it suddenly spread its wings and flew into the clouds.

The weak are destined to be bullied by the strong, and only by becoming stronger and stronger can they break out of their own sky.

"It's not getting much to check out. Wang Xing looked up at the somewhat blackened sky, carefully took out a small bottle from his pocket, and slowly poured out a brown elixir.

The elixir smelled so fragrant that he swallowed it in one gulp. It's been more than a month since I took it for the first time.

Ever since he first knew that this elixir could quickly improve his strength in the quenching realm, Wang Xing had been taking it.