"Whether to consume a gold coin to improve the progress of the Red Line Fist."

"Yes."

Wei Tao condensed his spirit and lightly.

The progress bar below the Red Line Fist began to increase at a speed visible to the naked eye, and soon went from 50 percent to 60 percent.

In the status bar, the description of the Red Line Fist was blurred for a while, the slightly successful handwriting disappeared, and the four small words of entering the room gradually emerged.

The arms suddenly began to tear like a swelling pain, the qi and blood were surging, the green tendons were bursting up, and the palms were blazing like fire.

His eyes were also blackened, and his head seemed to have been split open, and a large amount of information was injected into it and stirred.

After an unbearable dozen breaths, Wei Tao finally came back to his senses from this painful state, sweating profusely, as if he had just been fished out of the water.

He stumbled into the house, grabbed a flatbread and stuffed it into his mouth, chewed it three or two times, and swallowed it.

A large pie entered his stomach, as if he had turned on a switch about food and digestion, and a tidal wave of hunger swept through Wei Tao's senses.

Hungry!

So hungry!

I'm really hungry!

Hungry, every cell in the body seems to be shouting wildly.

Whether before or after the crossing, he had never experienced hunger like this.

Now nothing matters, there is only one word that matters, eat!

If he can't eat enough food in time, he is a little worried that his stomach acid will even digest his own flesh and blood.

The flatbread and braised pork that were originally planned to be a day's meal are gone.

But it only eased the horrible hunger pang a little.

……………………

Two hours later.

It was getting late, and the dark clouds were spreading from the west again, and soon the city was shrouded in darkness.

The mountain rain is coming, the wind is full of buildings, and the dark clouds are overwhelming the city and want to destroy it.

Wei Tao came out of a restaurant, his eyes were still glowing green, and his face was full of impatient expressions of dissatisfaction.

Behind him, there were three more people who carried the work.

Everyone carries two huge burdens on their shoulders.

It is filled with a lot of rice and white noodles, a large amount of marinated pork, and various seasonings.

The food and drinks he ate in the afternoon, plus the food reserves he had just bought, cost nearly ten taels of silver, which was almost enough to meet the expenses of a family of three for a whole year.

If it weren't for the fear of attracting the attention of those who care, he felt that he could even eat up all the stock of that restaurant in one go.

"Perhaps because of the disaster in Mozhou, the price of grain and non-staple food here has also begun to rise."

"In this case, the silver on hand is depreciating in disguise."

"It seems that we should buy more and reserve more before the price of food rises sharply."

Back at the residence, Wei Tao cleaned out the kitchen as soon as possible.

Then while steaming rice on the stove, he calculated how much money he had left.

Coupled with the money he had just earned from the Cangmang Mountain, he now only had less than eighty taels of silver.

I have to go back and create a pair of dark armor, add a few hidden weapon blades, and get a pair of special arm guards,

And the shoes, which should also be well designed, like the woman who died in the pigsty, with a blade and a row of thorns inside.

In this way, at least more than twenty taels are subtracted, and all of a sudden there is only fifty taels left.

He stared at the rising steam with some distraction, and suddenly found that if he improved the progress of the Red Line Fist again and was still so edible, he was afraid that fifty taels of silver would not be able to support a few consumptions.

"In the past, when I didn't earn much, I didn't have enough money to spend, but now I earn more through my own efforts, but it's still not enough to spend."

"But there is no way, the money that should be spent must be spent, as long as it can improve its strength, no matter how much investment it makes, it is worth it.

The eldest sister always said that the hemp rope was broken in detail, and bad luck always looked for the poor.

If you don't want to be haunted by bad luck, you can only do everything you can to make yourself stronger. ”

Wei Tao let out a long sigh, took out the first pot of rice and put it into the bucket, and then immediately began the second pot of steaming.

Outside, the wind was howling and the rain was pouring down.

The room was steaming hot, and the smell of rice was overflowing.

Fortunately, there is enough firewood stored in the firewood room of this house, otherwise it would be a little difficult to cook so much at once.

By midnight, the weather had changed from a storm to a drizzle.

Wei Tao finally stopped, and did not continue to pour rice and water into the cauldron.

At this time, in front of him, there were three buckets full of rice, plus a basin of rice.

A load of marinated braised pork is also opened and prepared, and placed in one place with white rice.

Looking at the huge amount of food in front of him, Wei Tao felt a little dizzy inexplicably.

He inhaled deeply, exhaled slowly, and finally picked up the scoop that had been used as a cooking spoon.

Braised pork and rice decrease at a rate visible to the naked eye.

After more than half an hour, Wei Tao slowly pushed open the almost empty rice bucket and wooden basin, and burped with a full smell of meat.

After living for so many years, today is the first time he feels that eating a full meal is such a happy thing.

He picked up his newly purchased kitchen knife from the stove and slashed it lightly at his arm.

The sharp blade cut through the skin, making a piercing scraping sound, but it only left a small red mark on it, and the skin did not really break.

"Is this what the fascia can do as you like, and it is difficult for ordinary knives and guns to enter?"

Wei Tao threw away the kitchen knife, and a smile appeared on his face, "So, I have now broken through the tendon refining level and can step into the next layer of the blood condensation realm." ”

"However, there is no clue at all how to practice the Red Line Fist at the blood coagulation level, and you have to find a way to get the follow-up method."

"So, what if you don't use the method and directly use the gold coins to try to improve?"

His heart fluttered.

Swish!

The status bar appears in the void.

"Do you want to consume a gold coin to increase the progress of the Red Line Fist?"

After a second of silence, he focused and confirmed the ascension.

The gold coin was blurred for a while, but eventually returned to its original state.

Correspondingly, the progress bar is silent.

"Sure enough, without any understanding at all and not knowing the right direction, the golden rune can't rush up the cultivation progress."

"Originally, I thought that if I could raise one level above the blood coagulation level, I could really consider eliminating the threat of the Silver Wolf Gang, but now it seems that it is not yet time."

Faced with such a result, Wei Tao frowned slightly, but he didn't have too much disappointment.

The house was in a mess, and he began to wash the pots and pans, and clean up, and it was the middle of the night when everything was cleaned up.

Taking advantage of the gain of the perception that had just broken through blood coagulation, Wei Tao practiced the red line boxing method in the courtyard for a long time.

Over and over again, I am familiar with the connection and transformation of various moves, and at the same time, I feel a little unfamiliar with my body after adapting to the changes.

The rooster crows, and the sky is getting brighter.

He slowly put away his fist, took some hot water from the stove, rinsed his body indiscriminately, and returned to the bedroom to lie down and rest.

The bed was soft and the newly bought bedding smelled faintly scented, but he always felt restless and unable to sleep peacefully.

After a while, Wei Tao got up from the bed and carried a futon to the firewood room in the corner of the courtyard.

After arranging a simple warning device inside the door and sprinkling some thistles along the road, he spread hay in the hidden place between the two stacks of firewood, and then unfolded the bedding, and a long-lost sense of security arose.