If you can truly enter Shipi, Old Man Zheng's tuition fees will be greatly reduced, and only after entering Shipi can you truly be considered a member of Huishanquan.
Like now, they are newbies who are constantly changing one after another. In the eyes of Old Man Zheng, they are just tools to make money and have no weight.
"If you jump over this level, you will be in a different situation." Wei He looked at the medicinal soup that was slowly heating up.
He stopped being distracted and concentrated on carefully simmering the medicinal soup. Then after carefully cooling it down, he began to drink it bit by bit.
Yangxue Powder is a prescription for warming and nourishing qi and blood, and it is very effective.
Early the next morning, when Wei He started microdermabrasion again, he felt something obvious.
When he hit the gravel, he felt less pain in his fist, and when he rested, he recovered a little faster.
Although very faint, these changes can be clearly felt, which is amazing.
What disappointed him was that after a whole day, he still had no breakthrough.
Among the people who started microdermabrasion with him, one finally succeeded. Another person chose to give up, took his luggage and left sadly.
"Do you know what they will do after they leave?" Cheng Shaojiu stood next to Wei He and whispered.
"I don't know." Wei He replied.
"Some of them join various small gangs, and some of them spend all their money on martial arts training, probably doing hard labor. If their families are in good condition, they go back to help, and some of them are invited to work as nursing homes for others.
"
Cheng Shaojiu's face was expressionless.
"Several nursing homes in my family were born in this way. Now they have been replaced many times."
"...Why change?"
"Because the previous nurses were either disabled or dead." Cheng Shaojiu patted Wei He on the shoulder hard. Without saying anything else, he turned and left.
The two are friends. Recently, Wei He has been practicing hard but still can't make a breakthrough, which is obvious to everyone around him.
Originally, many people looked at him slightly favorably because of his hard work, but now, their attitudes have changed slightly.
Wei He saw it in his eyes.
He stood there, waiting for the rotation to go up and polish the skin. During the rotation, he couldn't help but look in Xiao Ran's direction.
Xiao Ran, a genius who was highly regarded by Old Man Zheng, successfully got started on the fifth day of microdermabrasion and easily completed the transformation of the skin on his hands.
As for Wei He, it has been one month and twenty-six days now and he has not yet entered.
Although the microdermabrasion itself has only a few tenth chance of passing.
In the courtyard of Huishanquan, after so many years of coming and going, there are still only these people, and this is also the reason.
Because most people are unable to pass and stay, there are only a dozen people in total who can actually get started.
Wei He actually expected this. He guessed that his qualifications were mediocre at best, not the worst, but not good either.
But guessing is just guessing, and people always take chances.
What if I pass on my own?
Unfortunately, only when the facts were put before his eyes did he truly see the cruelty of reality.
In the last two days.
Wei He once again saw the two of them packing their things and leaving.
He saw the worried eyes of his second sister, and also saw the slowly changing eyes of the people around him.
Early in the morning, Wei He was the first to start microdermabrasion.
He stood alone in front of the tub, staring at the black sand in front of him.
Not far away, Xiao Ran was surrounded by people. He walked into the courtyard with a cold expression and a hint of pride, and said hello to Junior Sister Jiang Su who was coming from the women's courtyard.
Xiao Ran, Jiang Su, and a senior brother named Jiang Yan, the three of them seemed to have formed an independent small circle.
Xiao Ran was extremely talented, and Jiang Su's family was well off, not bad in talent, and even more beautiful. Jiang Yan's family was rich in wealth and was the richest family in Shiqiao Town where Huishanquan was located.
The three of them kept their distance from the rest of the group, and had no intention of contacting other people at all.
Wei He looked away and saw his third senior brother Cheng Shaojiu looking at him from the side.
Cheng Shaojiu made a cheering gesture towards him. His attitude was not different at all because he failed to get started.
A junior brother on his side couldn't help but wonder: "Third senior brother, Wei He hasn't even started yet, so he probably won't be able to do it. Why are you still..."
"You want to say that he will leave sooner or later, why do I still treat him the same as before?" Cheng Shaojiu asked back.
"That's what it means. Most of the people who come to this place are people whose families don't have much money.
Most of them have one idea, that is, they come here to work hard to learn their skills and then find a better way.
Many people have spent all their money to come here and still can't get in, and they still can't get in for such a long time. Then they probably won't have much future in the future." The junior brother shook his head and said.
"That's what I say, but why do you think I, Cheng Shaojiu, make friends?" Cheng Shaojiu smiled and said, "Is it because I make friends with others because they have great prospects? That's not called making friends, it's called scheming."
The junior brother was immediately speechless.
If you think about it carefully, this Senior Brother Cheng really has friends from all walks of life, including those with low status and those whose families have very little money.
Wei He didn't know the conversation here, so he concentrated on practicing the skin grinding.
One after another, his fists dug into the sand.
He wants to take advantage of the effect of the medicine to break through the levels in one go and step into a new level.
Time keeps passing.
Unfortunately, the red color on his fists quickly faded away until someone was replaced.
Only if this red color persists and remains like this will we be able to enter the cowhide level.
Standing on the edge, Wei He breathed heavily. Unlike other people who had not entered the school, he had no special expression.
There was no frustration or disappointment. I just stood there.
Not long after, he raised his head and saw Wei Ying looking away from the woodshed, her eyes full of hope.
Wei He finally sighed in his heart.
He finally planned to use the Realm Breaking Pearl.
In any case, it seems that he cannot cross this step by himself.
so....
It was Wei He's turn to go up.
He looked at the second sister again, then rolled up his sleeves, walked forward, and stood in front of a wooden basin.
Make a fist, loosen and tighten, tighten and loosen again, repeat this several times.
Wei He closed his eyes and took a deep breath.
Bang.
He punched the wooden basin with both hands, and the cold sand had a rough touch, stinging the surface of his fists.
And at this moment, with a thought in his mind, the balloon formed by the Realm-breaking Bead in his heart exploded with a pop.
Invisible air currents flowed along his heart and quickly throughout his body.
Wei He had never felt like this before.
His five senses seemed to suddenly become brighter, and the bustling sounds around him could be heard in his ears.
My nose smelled the strange smell of sand in the wooden basin. The strong smell of Chinese medicine wafted from the medicine basin on the side.
His hands began to feel hot, hot, and hot.
But Wei He still closed his eyes and practiced his steps one after another.
Time passed slowly, and finally, his time came.
"Next." He heard a senior brother shouting next to him.
Then he opened his eyes and Wei He looked at his fists.
His fists were red, and although the specific effect had not yet been confirmed, he could feel as if his hands were wearing thick leather gloves.
Tough and thick.
"It's done."
Old Man Zheng, who was not far away, squinted his eyes and nodded slightly. His eyes kept scanning the skin-grinding disciples in the yard, and he naturally saw the changes in Wei He at a glance.
Although the fists were all red after just practicing, Old Man Zheng's experience was extraordinary, far beyond what ordinary disciples could compare with, so he could naturally tell that Wei Hehe was the one at a glance.
"It's done!?"
The senior brother who was just talking quietly about Wei He with Cheng Shaojiu was slightly startled, looked at Wei He, and became surprised.
"It really took until the last few days to succeed." He couldn't help but sigh.
Cheng Shaojiu clapped his hands gently, but it was just a gesture of applause and there was no sound.
Wei He looked towards his second sister, Wei Ying was covering her mouth with a happy smile.
He breathed a heavy sigh of relief, feeling that all the pressure in his heart was released.
Looking at Third Senior Brother Cheng Shaojiu again, seeing his silent applause, Wei He couldn't help but wave his fist at him.
After successfully passing this level, he can be considered a true disciple of Huishan Quan. Before, he was just an ordinary disciple who paid money.
That kind of disciple is completely out of the eyes of Old Man Zheng. There are as many as he wants, and quite a few can come in and out every month.
But the real Huishanquan disciples are different.
Wei He got off the tub, and the fists in his hands were still red, making the men around him who had not yet practiced and some men who were polishing their skin look envious.
"How do you feel? Has your energy and blood reached a higher level? Does everything feel different?" Cheng Shaojiu came over and patted him on the shoulder.
"Hmm. I never thought there would be such a big gap between success and failure." Wei He said in a low voice.
"That's it. Although the name of our Huishanquan state is vulgar, at each level, it's not the hardness of the fist that determines the state. That's just the appearance."
Cheng Shaojiu introduced.
"The fist is just a special effect that naturally occurs when we exercise our body's qi and blood. What is really powerful is the powerful qi and blood corresponding to different realms."
"Understood." Wei He nodded.
"Would you like to try the effect?" Cheng Shaojiu invited, "Go to my house. I have a special martial arts training ground at my house."
"Is it appropriate?" Wei He hesitated.
"There's nothing inappropriate, you and I, brothers, why are you talking about this!" Cheng Shaojiu patted him hard on the back, "Don't run away after we're dismissed, come back with me, just treat it as a visit!"
"...Okay." Wei He knew that inviting him to his home was a kind of recognition in itself.
After all, although Cheng Shaoji had a good relationship with him before, he had never invited him to his home.
But this time, as soon as he made a breakthrough, he was invited to visit. You can imagine the difference between this breakthrough and not.
After talking to Cheng Shaojiu for a while, Wei He came to the second sister.
"Thank you for your hard work, Xiaohe." Wei Ying looked at him with a smile, her eyes full of happiness.
Her eldest sister is away and her parents are missing. Her only support is this younger brother.
Now that her brother is doing his best, she feels more and more secure.
In this chaotic era, what can be more reassuring than strength?
"It's not hard." Wei He shook his head. He was telling the truth. He liked this feeling, this feeling of slowly getting stronger.
In fact, he knew in his heart that he didn't have the energy and blood to break through at all. If he didn't have the Breakthrough Pearl, he might leave sadly like the other disciples who hadn't broken through, not knowing where to go to find food, and living a precarious life.