[Mangniu Jin practice perfectly, and increase proficiency by 1%!]

The so-called cultivation exercises, that is, the methods for improving one's self-cultivation. It is to cooperate with the breath to temper oneself from the inside out, so as to achieve the effect of refining the body.

Due to the existence of the system, every time Wang Ming practices Mangniu Jin, if there is no deviation in movement and breathing, and the evaluation level is perfect, he can increase his proficiency by 1%.

[Mangniu Jin practice perfectly, and increase proficiency by 1%!]

[Congratulations!]

When the perfect drill is performed 100 times and the proficiency reaches 100%, the system prompt will sound again.

"I didn't expect you kid to be a genius!"

Zhao Ping'an, who had been guiding by the side, couldn't help but praise when he saw that in only half a day, Wang Ming had trained the mangniu strength to the fullest.

You must know that it took him a full three months to train the reckless bull strength to a good degree. Even so, in the entire Luming tribe, he is already considered to have a high level of understanding.

But Wang Ming, it only took half a day, I have to say that Zhente Niang is a genius!

"It's all Uncle Zhao who taught him well. ”

Wang Ming smiled all over his face, just as the so-called thousands of clothes are not worn, and then asked with a puzzled face.

"Uncle Zhao, do you know what the realm of the physical body is, and what kind of exercises are the lower grades of the Yellow Rank. ”

"What physical realm? What Sister Huang and Sister Hong?"

Zhao Ping'an frowned, and then began to give Wang Ming the basic knowledge of popular science cultivation.

According to Zhao Ping'an, martial artists are divided into ten levels in total, which is called 'refining'!

Cultivating the exercises to boil the body, the accumulation of quantitative changes over time to achieve qualitative changes, the body will have a leap forward, that is, quenching the body.

Each time the body is quenched, it is called one refinement, and the martial artist level is from one practice to ten refinements.

As for the exercises, according to the merits, they are divided into four grades: lower, middle, upper, and extreme.

The Luming tribe is just a small tribe, it has been established for less than two hundred years now, except for the patriarch, the other clansmen have not left for generations, and there is only one lower grade exercise, that is, Mangniu Jin.

"I see. ”

Wang Ming nodded, already having a guess in his heart.

One to ten refinements should be a subdivision of the physical realm. Above the physical realm, there must be a higher cultivation realm!

As for martial arts, there should be more than the four grades of lower, middle, upper, and extreme. It should be divided into several grades, such as the yellow rank, and each grade is subdivided into four grades: lower, middle, upper, and extreme.

Although it was Wang Ming's speculation, it was exactly the case.

"Cultivate well, as long as you reach one refinement, you will be able to become a hunter! The hero of our tribe! When the time comes, you will eat meat first, and you will marry your daughter-in-law first, and you will marry whichever one you like, as long as you can afford it, you can marry two or three!"

When everyone was practicing, Zhao Ping'an inspected and guided while urging a few words. But as an uneducated rough person, he won't tell any big truths, only tell some big truths.

"Of course, it's the same with women, as long as you become hunters, as long as you are stronger than men. Grab which one you like, carry it into the house and hole it!"

Hearing this, seven or eight girls in the team looked at Wang Ming in unison, their eyes like little tigers. The men in the village are all black and ugly, only Wang Ming is different, white and good-looking.

"One refinement......"

From Zhao Ping'an's words, Wang Ming keenly captured a message that a practitioner can become a hunter!

The Luming tribe lives entirely on hunting, but there are monsters outside the village, and only hunters can leave the village.

Wang Ming couldn't help but speculate if he could be recognized by the system and leave the village after reaching the first refinement!

"Come on. ”

Thinking of this, Wang Ming couldn't help but perk up, and continued to be meticulous, practicing Mangniu Jin over and over again.

Reaching 100% proficiency can only mean that you have mastered this martial art and can fully exert its power.

But cultivation is accumulated over time, and tempering the body through exercises is a long and meticulous process.

Click!

Time flies, it is several months in a flash, late that night, Wang Ming was still cultivating, and his body suddenly made a crisp sound, like popping beans.

"One refinement!"

There seemed to be a warm current, washing every corner of his body, and Wang Ming felt that every pore was expanding and cheering. He instinctively knew that this was the performance of the first refinement.

After months of hard work, the promotion was like a matter of course, and Wang Ming's heart actually did not fluctuate much.

"Whew!"

After the promotion was over, Wang Ming let out a long breath and began to check his physical condition.

The first is the strength, which is at least twice as large as before. Now he can lift a hundred catties with one hand.

The second is speed, the body seems to be much lighter, and you can jump three or four meters with a little force.

Re-acquainted with his own strength, Wang Ming returned to his residence. Took a shower, changed into clean clothes, and knocked on the patriarch's door.

"I didn't expect that in just a few months, you would be promoted to a martial artist. ”

After listening to Wang Ming's intention, the patriarch nodded with satisfaction.

"Now that you are already a martial artist, you can leave the tribe. ”

"Thank you, Patriarch!"

"Don't thank me, I actually have something to ask you. ”

The patriarch waved his hand, hesitated slightly, and continued.

"Can you go to Hornhorn City and pick up a message for me? ”

"Piggyback?"

"Forget it, the wilderness is too dangerous, if you don't go to Hornhorn City, don't risk a detour for me. ”

"No, no, no, I'm willing to work for the patriarch. ”

"That's great. ”

The patriarch looked happy and continued.

"Horn City is the closest city to the Deer Tribe, just to the east......"

[Get the coordinates of Hornhorn City!]

As the patriarch narrated, the system prompt suddenly remembered.

Wang Ming was stunned for a moment, and then looked at the small map. To the east of the Luming tribe, in the thick fog, there was suddenly an extra point of light, marked with the words 'Horn City'.

"Sure enough!"

Seeing this mark, Wang Ming smiled in his heart, this is really a useful information!

This is faith. ”

After finishing speaking, the patriarch took out a letter from an animal skin and handed it to Wang Ming.

"There is some food in this baggage, and there are some tools that can be used in the wild. ”

[Get a letter.] 】

【Get a few packets of jerky.】 】

[Get a bone blade.] 】

[Get a bundle of rope.] 】

......

At the same time, system prompts rang one after another.

"Thank you, Patriarch. ”

Wang Ming hugged the burden and hurriedly thanked him.

"I should thank you. ”

The patriarch smiled, then suddenly his face was full of seriousness, and he told again.

"Wilderness danger, a martial artist, is just the standard for stepping out of the tribe. But even if it is a ten-refining martial artist, in front of a powerful demon beast, it is not worth mentioning. Be careful when you're outside!"

"The patriarch is reassured. ”

Wang Ming nodded, said a few more words, and then left to the patriarch, and then walked straight to the entrance of the village.

At this time, in the dead of night, the entire Luming tribe was already asleep. Wang Ming stood at the entrance of the village and turned his head to take a look. Then he took a deep breath and strode out of the village.

[You have explored an unknown area and gained 1 exploration point!]

At this moment, a mechanical electronic sound suddenly sounded in Wang Ming's mind.