Wang Meng finished practicing!

Look at your own interface.

【Basic Bow Technique LV5】

【Iron Sand Palm LV4 (67%)】

This is Wang Meng’s achievements in the past three months. Although the existence of this interface cannot be directly added, it can assist in cultivation.

Every time Wang Meng improves one level, there will be more secrets, key and mysterious in his mind about these two skills.

This is also the reason why Wang Meng's bow technique and iron sand palms made rapid progress in three months.

"This basic bow technique is no longer improved, but I don't know if the limit of this iron sand palm is also level 5?"

Wang Meng thought to himself.

After reaching the fifth level, the basic bow technique has no way to improve, and it has reached its limit.

But I don’t know what the limit of this iron sand palm is?

Wang Meng naturally hoped that there was no upper limit for this iron sand palm, but after seeing that the basic bow technique had its limit.

Even if you can guess the upper limit of external kung fu should be not high.

...

Root and foot talent: Dreaming about a thousand.

After some research, Wang Meng gradually realized the use of this talent.

Just like the legendary enlightenment in dreams, this talent can lead Wang Meng to dream and travel around the heavens and all worlds.

Witness the prosperity of a lifetime with your own eyes and understand the life of a lifetime.

Of course, at this time, the "Dream Daqian" on the interface was dark, and there was only a little light at the center.

At the beginning, the center was also dark. These days, as time passes, the light in the center appears little by little.

Wang Meng realized in his heart that when this column completely shines, this talent can be applied.

"Three months have passed, and a little light appears. It's probably more than three years to shine!"

Wang Meng sighed in his heart.

Luo walked to the backyard and shouted at Wang Meng: "Good man, it's time to eat!"

When Wang Meng heard Luo's voice, he quickly replied: "I know, Xiaojun."

On the dinner table, there were three dishes, one vegetarian and two meats, and a plate of coarse corn. This was the lunch for the couple.

Wang Meng picked up a steamed bun and picked up a chopstick dish in one hand, and the food was delicious.

This food is naturally not as good as the previous life, but it is already a rare delicacy in ordinary people's homes in this life.

Wang Meng also took advantage of a hunter, and his family has always had no shortage of meat.

Luo picked up the tableware in a little twisted manner, and ate it in small mouthfuls, without making a sound.

I just looked at my beloved person from time to time, with a hint of curiosity in it.

Luo clearly felt that his beloved man had changed a lot since he recovered from his injuries this time.

I'm also more considerate about myself.

Thinking of this, a hint of sweetness suddenly surged in Luo's heart.

Luo's awkward appearance naturally cannot hide it from Wang Meng.

Wang Meng couldn't help but feel a little funny.

It is a common phenomenon that "women don't go to the table" in this life.

Even in the ancient times of the previous life, wasn’t there a good story of being in line with each other?

Before, when the two of them had dinner, it was usually after Wang Meng finished eating before Luo Shi had eaten.

On the hospital bed, Wang Meng saw Luo working hard every day, so he naturally felt sorry for this woman.

After all, I am my own minion.

Later, he forced Luo to have dinner at the same table as him.

But it seems that Roche is not very adaptable now.

"Xijun, what's missing at home? I'll go to the city in a few days to buy some hunting stuff."

When Mr. Luo heard this, he immediately began to think.

Soon after, he spoke slowly: "My dear man, the salt in the jar has bottomed out and needs to be filled, and the sickle needs to be..."

"By the way, there are two months left to celebrate the holiday. It's better to buy a 10-meter cloth for the good man. I'll make a new outfit for the good man!"

As he said that, Luo's tone was more joyful, and there was more spirit between his eyebrows!

When Wang Meng saw this, he immediately looked at the woman in front of him.

This is a very virtuous woman, and she does not have too many opinions about her own opinions like the ones in her previous life.

I rarely speak, but do things silently.

The miscellaneous things at home were arranged clearly by this woman!

After living with her for several months, Luo's many actions, actions and words could touch the softness in Wang Meng's heart.

Maybe this is the feeling of home?

Wang Meng thought, and there was a lot of affection in his eyes.

Of course, it is also because of the virtuousness of Luo family.

The saying of marrying a wife and marrying a virtuous person is not unreasonable.

Mrs. Luo felt a little embarrassed by Wang Meng's eyes, blushed and gently buried her head.

Wang Meng smiled softly again: "Xijun, eat slowly. I will go to the back mountain to log in the afternoon, and it is almost winter."

In the afternoon, Wang Meng made an appointment with two companions and went to the deep mountains to chop some firewood.

This has always been the case in the villages when you rely on the mountains to eat the mountains and water.

I made an appointment with my companions to prevent wild animals in the mountains.

There are still a few months to go through the winter, and it will be snowy at that time, so it is difficult to enter the mountains.

At this time, it is time to prepare firewood for winter, but you must prepare it earlier.

One afternoon, Wang Meng led the people back and forth several times, and brought back more than ten trapped firewood, which piled it up in the firewood in the backyard.

Looking at the fruits of his labor, Wang Meng also smiled.

The sun in the sky gradually sets, and it is already dusk.

Wang Meng and his wife had a meal in a hurry tonight.

Luo began to feed the livestock at home.

Wang Meng is a hunter, so his family naturally feeds a lot of livestock.

A large courtyard built several large sheds and kept these livestock in it.

Dozens of hares, several goats, and a group of chickens and ducks...

Of course, there are two black hunting dogs that are most important to Wang Meng.

At this time, Wang Meng came to the backyard and stood in front of a huge black pot.

The black pot is full of iron sand, mixed with dozens of special medicines, and slowly burn it under the pot on low heat.

Wang Meng took the medicinal wine and evenly applied it to his hands.

This medicinal wine not only treats palm injuries but also increases strength. The medicinal power penetrates the skin and gradually penetrates into the body, and continues to work.

It is the medicinal wine specially designed for iron sand palm practice.

Soon, Wang Meng completed this process by inserting his palm into the iron sand in the pot.

Swish!

When you enter the right hand, you feel the hot iron sand rubbing against your palms, and you only feel the heat on your hands.

Several months later, Wang Meng's iron sand palm has been practiced to Level 4, and he has long adapted to this practice process.

I didn’t feel sore and painful when I first practiced.

After one breath.

Swish!

When the other hand is inserted, the left and right hands are alternating.

In the blink of an eye, Wang Meng's left and right hands had alternated hundreds of times.

The hot and cruel iron sand poison entered Wang Meng's palm, and a feeling of soreness and pain gradually appeared on his hands.
To be continued...