Immortal, I Only Practice Forbidden Techniques

Chapter 58 Super Sense

Jiang Ming naturally didn't rush to meet Huang Xiaoying, he just felt a little strange, in less than a year, a person's change is like earth-shaking.

If ten years, a hundred years, or ten thousand years pass, will there be any familiar things in this world? Perhaps only oneself will last forever...

Jiang Ming sighed softly and stopped thinking about it. He bought some rice, noodles, meat and vegetables on the street, and picked up a watermelon. He went back to his small courtyard, fetched water from the well to wash the vegetables and noodles, and then threw the watermelon into the bucket. , sink into the well to freeze...

He planned to stay in the city for a longer period of time. Dayun Mansion has gone through four dynasties for nearly a thousand years. The city was destroyed and rebuilt, but the name has not changed. It is rumored that the name was given by an immortal in ancient times.

Although the true and the false have long been indistinguishable... But it is also interesting to hear the stories of the characters in history or legends told by the scholars, and to watch the babbling performances on the stage.

There is no chance to see these in Ping'an Town...

Of course, the main reason is that Ping'an Town is not very safe these days!

I heard that the Cangshan Army's main supply camp was set up there to receive grain, grass and weapons brought in from the north, and now every day, herbal pickers are taken into the mountain to collect herbs to prepare for the upcoming war.

"Hey... who did our herb pickers provoke?"

Jiang Ming instigated the noodles he rolled, but couldn't help cursing...

Too much carbohydrate intake made Jiang Ming sleepy and sleepy in the afternoon and woke up in the evening.

He fished the watermelon out of the well, cut it into big pieces and ate it, while flipping through the Liuyun formula he had taken back from the Old Snake Gang, and looked at it casually.

"The so-called Practitioner must have the heart of Martial Dao before he can move forward bravely on the road of Martial Dao..."

It was not until there was almost no light between heaven and earth, and Jiang Ming's face was almost pasted on the book, that he hurriedly read the last page and closed the book.

He is still far away from the second-rate peak, and he just wants to get to know the first-rate Practitioner first...

However, Jiang Ming gained a lot from this book. It not only contains the cultivation method of Liuyun Jue, but also has some Martial Dao insights from the creator of this method and a description of the subsequent Martial Dao road.

"It turns out that a first-rate Practitioner is so terrifying!" Jiang Ming's eyes flickered: "According to this booklet, a second-rate practitioner trains muscles, a first-rate bone tempering marrow...a first-rate practitioner tempers and nourishes bone marrow with blood strength, which can make bones as strong as fine." Iron, even when Blood Qi is depleted, it can quickly recover."

"Of course, the most important thing is that a first-rate Practitioner can cover his body with blood power, and his combat power soars several times. Even a second-rate peak Practitioner can't stop a first-rate Practitioner's casual blow."

Jiang Ming suddenly remembered the Burning Blood Saber Technique, which is also Blood Qi wrapping around the body surface and wrapping the blade. It seems to be similar to the fighting style of a first-class practitioner.

"But now it's just the Blood Qi cover, not the smelting Blood Energy cover... I don't know how much the power of the Burning Blood Saber Technique will increase after breaking through to the first-class level."

Jiang Ming is really looking forward to this, after all actual combat is the only criterion to test the truth, after yesterday's battle, he found that this Saber Technique is really easy to use...

With one stab, the head falls to the ground, and with two stabs, the world is quiet. It is really Wushuang's right-hand man.

"Practice more when you have time!"

Others can only use it to save their lives, and they dare not use it a few times in their life, but Jiang Ming can be a leveler, so naturally he has to study hard and master it...

And through this booklet, Jiang Ming finally learned that above the first-class Practitioner, there are two Realms, Martial Dao Master and Martial Dao Great Master, which are the Martial Masters that Lao Zhoutou said before, but Lao Zhoutou also I don't know much about it, so I can only talk about it in general terms.

"It is rumored that the King of Cangshan is a Martial Dao Great Master..." Jiang Ming muttered, no wonder he dared to rebel, it turned out to be a Martial Dao peak powerhouse.

"But after this Martial Dao Great Master, is there really no way out?"

According to this Liuyun tactic, Martial Dao Great Master is the end of Martial Dao, and no one can surpass it for thousands of years...

"It seems that we have to make plans early and look for the fairy road."

Jiang Ming sighed. The beast-controlling medicine that he got back then was obviously not something that people in Martial Dao could have created, but its source is still illusory...

"If it doesn't work, I'll just travel around the world... I don't believe that I can live for a thousand or eight hundred years without meeting a cultivator..."

...

In the evening, Jiang Ming continued to practice the oxhide tiger bone formula in the small courtyard, Insight the meaning of the tiger...

Although this method of Martial Dao can only be practiced to the second-rate, its intention is not bad. It is in line with the way of Martial Dao, such as going forward, brave and fearless. The state of mind is of great benefit to practicing Martial Dao.

He almost emptied himself, his mind was clear and clear, breathing Breathing Exercises against the moonlight, immersed in the fist...

Suddenly, Jiang Ming felt bored in his mind, opened his eyes for no reason, and looked at a certain wall of the courtyard wall.

Huh~

A figure in black suddenly climbed up from that wall, turned over and landed on the ground without making a sound.

Then...he saw Jiang Ming.

"Fuck..." The man in black's face changed, and he turned his head and wanted to climb the wall to escape.

Jiang Ming snorted coldly, and kicked out a stone from his feet, hitting him directly on the back of the head, knocking him to the ground.

The man in black snorted and turned his head... Jiang Ming was already standing in front of him.

"Hero, spare your life!" The man in black begged for mercy when he knew he had kicked the iron plate.

Jiang Ming said with a blank face: "I ask, you answer!"

"Okay, okay..." The man in black nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.

"What's your name, why did you come to my house..."

The man in black hurriedly said like beans pouring out of a bamboo tube: "Master Qi, the younger one's name is Liu Chongjiu, he has a little kung fu on his feet, and usually does some stealthy work!"

"Recently, I heard that many yards in the city have changed new owners. I guessed that the old men who bought the yards should have a lot of money, so I wanted to try my luck..."

Jiang Ming looked indifferently, took out a pack of medicine powder and poured it into his mouth: "This is heart-breaking powder. If there is no antidote, you will die of heart-corrosion within an hour. Say it again..."

"Master, please forgive me, please forgive me..." The man in black was so frightened that he cried bitterly: "The little one is telling the truth..."

After a long time, Jiang Mingfang stopped asking questions. What this guy should say is true.

"After all, I didn't change my words until I died!"

Jiang Ming glanced at the bloody corpse, packed his bags without hesitation, and left the residence.

Two days later, Jiang Ming, who had a new look, bought a dilapidated courtyard again, and hibernated again.

But what happened that night reminded him often.

When that Liu Chongjiu hadn't climbed over the courtyard wall, Jiang Ming was immersed in his boxing practice, and didn't pay attention to the movement there at all... But he looked at it as if instinctively, which was really hard for him to understand.

That feeling is like the perception of unknown dangers, like a super sense.

"It's definitely not a coincidence..."

Jiang Ming sat in the yard and meditated, trying to figure out the reason for the supersense...

(end of this chapter)