Immortal, I Only Practice Forbidden Techniques

Chapter 7 Burying Allies

Time passed, and the disappearance of a few herb collectors was like a small stone falling into a lake, causing some waves, but it quickly returned to calm, and no one mentioned it again...

In the forest, it was as quiet as ever.

Shh~

The sound of piercing the air suddenly sounded, and a sharp arrow shot out, hitting a big tree with precision.

"It's not difficult at all!"

Ten feet away, Jiang Ming was holding a hunting bow with calm eyes.

Since discussing the matter of learning martial arts with old Zhou Tou that day, the other party has not kept any secrets. When drinking together, he often teaches him some basic preparations that need to be done before formally learning martial arts.

Learning martial arts is not just a game, if the basics are not good enough, it is possible to become disabled.

The first is physical fitness. Jiang Ming's physical fitness is far beyond ordinary people, so naturally there is no problem.

In addition to this, what is more important is the internal breathing method.

If the method of external training is the arrow of explosive power, the breathing method of internal training is the bow of controlling power. If the breathing method is not practiced correctly, it will not only make it difficult to make progress on the road of Martial Dao, but also easily hurt the body.

If you want to learn internal breathing method, you must first control your own breathing method.

Archery is a skill that requires extremely high control of one's own breathing.

In order to practice controlling his own breathing, Jiang Ming bought a hunting bow for 30 copper coins, and has been practicing archery in the mountains for the past few days.

Now within ten feet, he can already accurately shoot a tree as thick as a person. There is still a big gap between those experienced hunters, but it is far beyond ordinary people.

"Maybe it's because I'm immortal. When practicing archery, I didn't feel impatient. Instead, I made rapid progress..."

Jiang Ming guessed in his heart.

The method of internal practice is indeed closely related to the state of mind. Martial Dao's practice is a hard work. The more eager you are for success, the easier it is to fail...

As evening approached, Jiang Ming shook his sore shoulders, picked up his hunting bow and returned to the cave where he lived.

In the cave, more than half of the medicinal materials have been lost, and he transported almost all of them down the mountain in batches. Apart from selling some of them himself, he also secretly distributed some of them to Lao Zhoutou.

After all, if you want to learn martial arts from old Zhou Tou, you have to give him some benefits...

In the early morning of the next day, there were overcast clouds and light rain.

After Jiang Ming practiced boxing as usual, he set up a small stove at the entrance of the cave. The clay pot was steaming on the fire, and the tea soup inside was bubbling.

He sat on the ground casually, poured himself a bowl of coarse tea, sipped slowly while eating dry biscuits...

Life is long, but also know how to enjoy Life.

cuckoo~

A fat gray rabbit jumped out from nowhere and circled Jiang Ming back and forth.

"Master Hui, have you found the medicinal ingredients again?" Jiang Ming showed joy, and asked quickly, "What kind?"

The gray rabbit rushed into the cave, pulled out a piece of yellow rhizome the size of a thumbnail from a pile of different medicinal materials, and lifted it back to Jiang Ming with its two front paws.

"Really? Take me there!" Jiang Ming's eyes lit up, and he stood up abruptly.

In order to train Mr. Hui to find medicine, Jiang Ming spared no effort to spend hundreds of copper coins to buy all kinds of precious medicinal materials.

This yellow rhizome belongs to a top-notch medicinal material. If it can be found, it will definitely make a fortune.

Soon, one person and one rabbit set off, heading deep into the forest.

Half an hour later, in a dense forest that never sees sunlight all year round.

Jiang Ming held a golden rhizome in the shape of an Integrated Union of worms and ginseng, with a look of joy on his face.

"Golden worm ginseng, one plant can be sold for five hundred copper coins!"

Moreover, as long as one plant of this golden worm ginseng is found, there must be more nearby...

"Master Hui is so arrogant, I will eat all I have in the future, and I will definitely not starve you!"

"Googoogoo~"

Master Hui hopped up to ask for credit, and then a reckless man rushed forward and plunged deeper into the dense forest.

"Hey, wait a minute..."

Before Jiang Ming finished speaking, a roar suddenly came from the dense forest.

"Roar~"

Then there was a thumping sound of chickens flying and dogs jumping!

"Fuck!"

When Jiang Ming arrived at the scene of the crime, he saw only a bobcat with mottled hair, biting Master Hui's neck...

Jiang Ming immediately rushed up with a machete and stabbed Hui Ye's murderer to death a few times, but unfortunately he only saved half of Hui Ye's body.

"Master Hui, I'm so impulsive..." Jiang Ming sighed and dug a grave to bury him.

Regarding the sacrifice of Master Hui, Jiang Ming had already prepared in his heart, after all, the mountains and forests are dangerous and unpredictable... But he didn't expect this day to come so soon.

"Grandpa Hui, without you, I don't want to collect herbs anymore." Jiang Ming sighed and decided to go home for a few days on vacation as a memorial service.

Of course, there is another reason. Jiang Ming has to purchase the medicinal materials for refining the Beast-Restraining Red Liquid again. After enjoying the feeling of getting something for nothing, he can't go back...

In Ping'an Town, it was the same as before, and the few herbal pickers who disappeared seemed insignificant, and even the topic in the tavern no longer mentioned them.

However, Jiang Ming found that there always seemed to be some indistinct eyes in the town, sweeping over him.

In the tavern, Jiang Ming and Lao Zhou got together at the same table. This time, they ordered the more expensive Lao Shenjiu, and the appetizers were different.

With the increasing amount of money in his pocket, Jiang Ming's life level has also improved a lot. Even the equipment such as the hatchet, medicine and sickle that went into the mountain has been replaced.

"Armin, do you still remember that Lu Laosan?" Lao Zhou asked with squinted eyes while chewing peanuts.

Jiang Ming calmly said, "What? Is he dead?"

Old Zhou froze for a moment, and looked up at Jiang Ming, as if he was meeting this young man picking herbs for the first time.

He gave a wry smile, shook his head and said, "He didn't die, but his tongue was pulled out and all his money was thrown away. Now he's going crazy every day..."

"You have sold a lot of medicines during this period, and many people have noticed it!" Old Zhou Tou said meaningfully, ordering a few dishes on the table.

Jiang Ming smiled and didn't take it seriously: "It didn't sell much, those people wouldn't break the rules just for this little money."

Old Zhou frowned slightly: "Of course the old scar and those officials don't care about it, but there are still a lot of idlers in the town..."

"Master Zhou!" Jiang Ming swallowed the wine in the bowl, and said with a long breath: "There is not only one way to live, I have my own way, just wait for me to save enough money, and I will ask you to learn martial arts." .”

Old Zhou was stunned, then sighed, and didn't say anything more, just treat this young man as young and frivolous, and maybe suffer a little bit more to get rid of the edges and corners.

Jiang Ming also didn't speak much, arguing about these things is useless, only the final result can be convincing.

Drinking in the morning, shopping in the afternoon, buying some tea and rice noodles, and Jiang Ming strolling home, this life full of human fireworks is calm and interesting.

"Huh? In such a hurry?" Jiang Ming suddenly slowed down.

This is a narrow dirt road in the field, usually there are almost no people, but today there are two young people who are doing nothing, blocking the front.

He turned his head to look, and there were a few boys in ragged clothes behind him, their eyes were dodgy, but they were approaching step by step.

"Armin, I heard that you are lucky these days!"

The one in front was a young man with dark skin and thick limbs, with a machete dangling in his hand, he walked slowly to Jiang Ming.

"Brothers are a bit tight these days, I'm here to borrow some money from you..."

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(end of this chapter)