Immortal, I only practice forbidden arts

Chapter 103

Dongyuanfu City, a bustling restaurant.

Jiang Ming, who had changed his appearance, ordered a table of good wine and food to feast on, and listened to the diners around him chatting about world affairs.

"It's really unexpected that Nanyan can survive until now... I heard that he won another game yesterday and wiped out thousands of troops from the Qingxuan Army!"

"Hey, although Marquis Wu has disappeared, he has left a lot of supporters behind. This little Yan country may come back in the future and become the Great Yan country again..."

"Hmph, I am more optimistic about the Qingxuan Army. At the beginning, the emperor and Marquis Wu planned to kill the masters of the major families. Now there are only three of the six great families. They jointly recommended the Qingxuan Army to destroy Yan. What kind of soft persimmons are you? , the subsequent revenge must be extremely terrifying!"

"That's right, the Liang family still has two masters in one school, and looks like the number one family in the world..." A warrior shook his head and said.

Jiang Ming raised his eyebrows. It seems that the Liang family has obtained extraordinary things in Yunmeng Mountain. They have created a new master in a few years.

"I have eaten fish for eight years, but I haven't become a master yet..."

Jiang Ming muttered to himself, but he guessed that the second master of the Liang family should have already reached the peak of the master, otherwise even by chance, it would be difficult to break through this last step.

"It's just that the matter of destroying Liang has to be pushed back again." Jiang Ming took a sip of wine, his eyes were leisurely, and he was not in a hurry.

Eight years is not enough, just wait for 80 years...

At this time, a black-faced man suddenly smiled and said: "Speaking of which, the Feiyun army is the one that has suddenly emerged. They can rise from the bottom, fight to the end, and divide the world with these two forces..."

"I heard that there are several martial arts masters standing behind Feiyun Army, and there are many talents in the army. In the past few years, the two young ministers in green clothes and the Confucian generals in white robes have become more famous and have won a lot of territory for Feiyun Army. ..."

"In addition, the Feiyun army is more popular now. I don't know how many people have gone to their territory to join them, and their strength is growing day by day... If it finally works out, it would be great!"

Jiang Ming listened for a while, and couldn't help showing a look of astonishment. The so-called young man in green clothes and Confucian general in white robes were referring to Wei Yan and Fang Lie.

He couldn't help but think back to the time when they met for the first time in Yunmeng Mountain. He didn't expect that after more than ten years, these two people have become famous all over the world.

"It's a pity that I'm still an unknown person!" Jiang Ming shook his head, and continued to frantically scan the food on the table: "This Dongyuan Mansion is almost enough to stay in, eat seafood for a few more days, and get down to business. Go to the next place..."

half a month later.

late at night.

In the Qin family, the number one family in Dongyuan Mansion, a dazzling knife light suddenly lit up, directly splitting a courtyard in half.

The number one master in Fucheng, martial arts master Qin Hong died, his head was cut off, leaving a headless corpse.

"Talk to you well, if you don't listen, you have to fight with me..."

With his head in his hand, Jiang Ming flew in the dark night, heading for the next target.

"However, Qin Hong doesn't seem to have obtained anything. Apart from some mutated medicinal materials, there is nothing else related to cultivators..."

But it's not without gains. Jiang Ming found a book about the practice of martial arts masters. Although the paths of masters are different, they can always be used for reference.

The Wu family is also a long-established family in Dongyuan Mansion.

Jiang Ming held Qin Hong's head and woke up the Patriarch of the Wu family from the bed. The latter just wanted to get up violently, but when he saw the bloody head, he shrank instantly, trembling and saying everything he should say or not. clean up...

"There are only medicinal materials, and they have been eaten..." Jiang Ming dismissed the other things, left with his head in his hands, and continued to the next one.

Those who are obedient will have a long talk, drink and talk happily... those who are not obedient will just cut their heads off.

The next day, a piece of news began to spread wildly in Dongyuan Mansion. Some people crazily attacked and killed all major forces, cutting off their heads if they disagreed with each other. Even the only martial arts master in the mansion was beheaded...

Everyone in the big family is in danger. From then on, the legend of the beheader has been circulated in Dongyuan Mansion for decades, and it has become an excellent material to stop children from crying...

……

And Jiang Ming had already left Dongyuan Mansion, riding a black horse, swaying on the official road, playing with a broken piece of pitch-black metal in his hand.

The only real harvest from Dongyuan Mansion is this piece of metal obtained from a family. It is only the size of a palm, as thin as rice paper, and the edges are extremely sharp. Jiang Ming tried his best, but it is difficult to damage it.

"According to what that guy said, he also snatched it from Yunmeng Shanze...Maybe it's a piece of magic weapon!"

Jiang Ming shook his head: "But maybe it's been damaged for too long... but there is no aura, no matter whether it is dripping blood or injecting aura, there is no response."

"It can be used as a hidden weapon. With my current strength, I can use the Broken Meridian to increase the speed, and then throw this piece of iron... Even a grandmaster can't prevent it!"

Jiang Ming thought about how to use the iron piece for a moment, and put it away temporarily.

"Although there is not much to gain here, I have heard a lot of legends about the unknown, and they have developed to a terrifying scale..."

In the midst of wars, information is always the most valuable thing, and the unknown people started their careers with this thing, so naturally they are like ducks in water.

However, Jiang Ming did not intend to continue contacting the unknown person for the time being.

No matter how mysterious the forces are, they are still human beings. The nameless ones are powerful now, and they might be targeted by someone...

"When you become a master, go and have a look!"

Jiang Ming left it behind, took out a small notebook from his arms, crossed out several forces in Dongyuan Mansion, and continued to look for the next place he wanted to go.

"Huh? Linyang Mansion... Legend has it that there are famous calligraphers and painters..."

The talisman information recorded in the Essay on Immortal Cultivators once mentioned that the talisman requires extremely high skill in the pen, and it is difficult for ordinary cultivators to get started even if they want to learn it, and there are very few people who can achieve something in the talisman. few.

The best way to get started is to start with calligraphy and painting, but it takes a lot of time to learn it well. Few cultivators are willing to waste time on this...

"Just right, I don't lack time!"

Jiang Ming smiled, looked at the beautiful scenery in front of him, clamped his legs, and the speed of the horse under him suddenly increased, galloping all the way, leaving behind billowing smoke and dust...

……

Linyang Mansion is now under the Qingxuan Army, but because it is located in the rear, it is a peaceful scene. At that time, many high-ranking officials and nobles in Yan State moved here with their families, and continued to live in this rich and prosperous place in the south of the Yangtze River. Life.

"It seems that many people are optimistic about the Qingxuan Army..."

As a half-step master, Jiang Ming easily sneaked into Linyang City. Feeling the prosperity of the city, he found a small art gallery with few people, and walked in...

"Little Yu Asheng, do you dare to ask if there are apprentices here..."

From then on, a young man named Yu Asheng became an apprentice in the painting gallery in Linyang City, doing odd jobs in the gallery during the day to learn painting, and going to the wharf to work as a coolie at night to save tuition...

Two years later, a shocking change occurred in Linyang City. Within a day, several martial arts masters were attacked and injured by murderers. At the same time, the apprentice named Yu Asheng in the small art gallery also disappeared...

……

Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, it will be 25 years of Jinglong.

The world is divided into three parts, the war has lasted for more than ten years and has not ended yet, but Xiaoyan Kingdom has become weaker and weaker. Marquis Wu has been away for many years, and the means left behind cannot predict such a long-term change.

The bitter cold place in northern Xinjiang.

A figure sat quietly on the ice in the lake, an ice hole was dug in front of him, and the fishing line went straight down, just as the old god was ice fishing.

"It has been 20 years since I left Ping'an County!"

Jiang Ming has long eyes. In the past 20 years, he has traveled all over the country of Yan, and even went to Jing country, Yue country and other places, playing and stopping, and finally visited all the names under the influence of the master in the small book.

Along the way, with a big sword in his body, he killed countless vicious and vicious people, and met many powerful people in the world. Boxing techniques, swords and coups are easy to grasp, and the comprehension of the meaning of martial arts is becoming more and more superb.

A few years ago, he even drank with Fang Lie for a few days in the name of Zhang Shan, turned into a general of the Feiyun Army, fought and beheaded the enemy on the battlefield, and left with a lot of credit...

The Qingxuan Army and Xiaoyan State Middle School also left a few vests behind, and had a good time drinking and talking with many strange people.

"It's a pity that everyone is their own master. After the end... I don't know how many people are still alive!"

Jiang Ming shook his head. Even in the smoky Xiaoyan Kingdom, there are many passionate and righteous people. Otherwise, they would not be able to make it to the present. It is a pity that the old ship is about to capsize. How could it be saved by a few planks without moths...

Suddenly, when the fishing line fell, Jiang Ming was overjoyed. He stood up quickly, raised his hand, and pulled up a fat fish weighing tens of catties.

"Dinner is ready again!" Jiang Ming grinned, although he would not die of hunger... but who would want to starve if he could drink a bowl of hot fish soup.

Then he raised his head and looked forward, and saw that there seemed to be a fiery red faintly on the far side of the frozen lake.

"Ahead, there is the Chisong Snowfield!"

Jiang Ming stared at the flaming red, shook his head after a while, turned and left.

What he has is patience, and there is no need to rush to explore...

Not only the Chisong Snowfield, but also Jiulong Lake in Jiangnan Mansion, Leiyin Valley in the western desert... Many secret places with rumors of immortals were carefully avoided by Jiang Ming.

In addition, although Jiang Ming did not have contact with the unknown person, he still obtained a lot of information from Miss Wang through the use of birds to send messages... He also avoided places where there were suspected traces of immortal cultivators, and never messed with them. .

"Curiosity killed the cat..."

Jiang Ming's eyes are calm, and now there is only a thin line between the breakthrough of the martial arts artistic conception... There is only a certain opportunity left, and he can break through to the realm of the master.

Becoming a master... is the sky high where birds fly, seas wide where fish leap, and it's not too late to explore the traces of the immortal way.

"However, although I deliberately avoided the traces of the cultivators... But the harvest in these years is still not small, and I have studied it in the past few years, and it is time to leave."

A year ago, Jiang Ming rushed to Beining Mansion. After dealing with the last name on the list, he lived in seclusion here to sort out the harvest of these years.

Not only the harvest in Yunmeng Mountain, but also some things that he got by chance along the way. Now his strength is almost comparable to that of a master, and the things he can come into contact with are also comparable to ordinary people. Although he didn't deliberately seek it, he still has some surprises ...

Scattered and broken books, fragments of indestructible objects... Let Jiang Ming know more about the mysterious world of cultivating immortals.

"It seems that in the world of cultivating immortals, there is also a vast and boundless immortal dynasty, ruling the territory of the world..."

Jiang Ming couldn't help shaking his head when he thought of the Daxia Tongbao he got back then, it seems that there are masters everywhere.

"But it doesn't matter, as long as I lie flat enough, the master will never cut me!"

Jiang Ming hummed a little tune, and carried the fish back to a small wooden house by the lake. There were messy things scattered around in the house, such as books, medicinal materials, drawing paper, iron utensils...

There are also many bottles and jars, containing various pills or liquids, some are the results of Jiang Ming's research on alchemy, and some are the medicinal liquids prepared during the practice of making talismans...

"It's a pity that it's almost the same as no physical operation!"

Jiang Ming glanced at the table, there were a few pieces of talisman paper drawn with Taoism. His painting skills have improved a lot, but there is no aura. No matter what he draws, it is just a piece of waste paper.

"This study of immortal cultivation skills can be regarded as laying some foundations, so let's stop here... In the future, when we come to the world of immortal cultivation, we should be able to get started quickly."

Jiang Ming threw all these things into the stove, boiled a pot of boiling water, and began to boil fish soup...

The next day.

Jiang Ming was carrying a bulging suitcase, drifting away in the wind and snow...

snow forest city.

After the Cangshan Army Rebellion, Beining Prefecture was almost completely slaughtered, and this Xuelin City became the most prosperous place in Beining Prefecture.

Jiang Ming likes this place quite a bit. He eats meat and drinks heavily, and he is a bold person.

"Little Er, three catties of bricks!"

Jiang Ming walked into a time-honored tavern, waved and shouted.

Brick is the nickname of this tavern's signature old wine. Ordinary people feel like being stuffed with a sip of Brick, and their whole head is dizzy. Unless they are warriors, they can hardly hold a second cup...

"Hero!" As soon as Xiao'er heard that he dared to ask for three catties, he knew that he was definitely a martial artist, so he immediately raised his thumb and went to buy wine behind the counter.

In the tavern, several warriors gathered at a table, discussing recent current affairs.

"Little Yan Kingdom is nothing to worry about, but Feiyun Army and Qingxuan Army are fighting more and more fiercely..."

"I heard that the grandmasters have all shot, and the two grandmasters fought more than once... It's just that they restrained each other and didn't appear on the battlefield, otherwise they would be absolutely invincible!"

"I heard that last month, the Qingxuan Army seemed to suffer a great loss. The Feiyun Army used 20 soldiers as bait to defeat the Qingxuan Army's 10,000 army, annihilated [-]+ people, and killed them. countless……"

"However, I heard that the 3-strong Feiyun Army is still guarding an isolated city. Facing the Qingxuan Army's 10,000+ army, it has been defending for more than half a month...but it still hasn't fallen!"

"It's really admirable. Speaking of which, I have met that General Guan once..." One person sighed, "It's a pity that I won't be able to defend it for too long."

Jiang Ming ate his wine bowl, then slowly raised his head and said, "Dare to ask, brothers... do you know the name of that General Guan?"

　Thanks to Rabbit Yusheng for the reward, book friends 20190205195256873, the author's lazy cancer, and Dao Wuzhi 888866 for the reward, the boss is generous, thank you bosses.

　　The next chapter will be in the early morning as usual, everyone go to bed early, let’s read it tomorrow morning...

　　
　
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