Immortal, I only practice forbidden arts

Chapter 184 The Ruins Open

"It's you……"

A young man stood at the door, staring at Jiang Ming warily, obviously still had some impression of this decisive customer.

He protected his younger sister behind him, and said in a deep voice, "Fellow Daoist, you won't be able to return any items sold. Do you want to go back on your word?"

"My brother won't lie..." The little girl poked her head out from behind, and said in a childish voice.

"Brother, is someone here looking for trouble?" In the depths of the yard, a teenage boy rushed out with a long knife in his hand.

"Don't be impulsive..." The leading young man quickly stopped him, and looked at Jiang Ming: "Daoist friend, Xuanguang City is not an ordinary place, please don't mess around!"

Jiang Ming looked at the three brothers and sisters who were extremely vigilant, and was also a little dumb, knowing that he came to the door suddenly, which was a bit abrupt.

However, the ruins will be opened soon, and Jiang Ming is too lazy to do any detours. It is the most correct way to obtain the information he wants in the simplest way.

Anyway, this is just a temporary identity, just throw it away later...

Jiang Ming shook his head and smiled, "I just have something to ask, where did you dig out those animal skins you sold me..."

"Is that unusual?" The young man was taken aback, but subconsciously asked.

Jiang Ming smiled, "What? Now it's your turn to regret it?"

"Of course not. Even if it's a treasure, it's not something I can get my hands on. If I can earn three hundred spirit stones, I'm content!"

The young man's eyes were calm. Since he knew that Jiang Ming was not looking for trouble, he immediately relaxed and welcomed Jiang Ming into the hospital.

The younger boy was still staring at Jiang Ming warily, while the youngest girl was full of curiosity, as if there were very few guests at home.

Jiang Ming looked at the various furniture and sundries in the courtyard full of life, as well as the thick moss and bricks in the corners. He knew that this was an old house that was at least tens or even hundreds of years old. There are simple patterns of birds and animals, like totems.

Jiang Ming couldn't help asking curiously: "Are you the aborigines here?"

He had heard some news that before the prosperity of Xuanguang City, there seemed to be some special aborigines, which have been passed down and have not been cut off...

It is obviously not normal for a few young people with little cultivation to live in this old house.

"As far as I can remember, my ancestors lived in this city, and we are the masters of Xuanguang City. It was only after those immortal cultivators came that they called us aborigines... My name is Liang Ping, and fellow Taoists can call me by my name... "

The young man said humbly, he also saw that the person in front of him was of extraordinary strength, so he kept his posture very low.

"Actually, I dug out the animal skin, but the place where I dug out the animal skin, strictly speaking, is not really inside the ruins..."

Serving Jiang Ming a bowl of crude tea, Liang Pingcai explained with some embarrassment: "Our family can't cultivate immortality, so we can only dare to dig something into the mountains with greater strength, and we can't get into the secret place of the ruins at all. ..."

"The place we often go to is a ruin that has been damaged for an unknown period of time. It is said that it was indeed a relic at that time, but after the formation was damaged, the place was exposed. It has been plowed countless times by the great monk. All the treasures that should be dug up have been dug up, only some worthless things are left, and only us aborigines who can't cultivate immortals will pick up some rubbish..."

"However, in the past two years, the number of immortal cultivators I have seen there seems to have increased, and many people will pass by that area... But it is obviously not the entrance of the ruins!"

Liang Ping was a little puzzled.

Jiang Ming's eyes moved slightly, remembering the information about the ruins that he had learned before. In addition to the entrance, there are some places with severely damaged formations, which can accommodate some cultivators to sneak in, but only a very small part of the area can be explored...

It seems that Liang Ping and the others went to this kind of place.

"That place may be dangerous after the ruins are opened. If it's not necessary, don't go there until the ruins are over..." Jiang Ming warned.

If the ruins revived for the last time, all the dilapidated places might be involved...

Liang Ping nodded: "I already had a hunch. After I came back this time, I never went there again."

Afterwards, Liang Ping also explained to Jiang Ming in detail that the exact location of the place where the animal skins were dug out is still hundreds of miles away from the real entrance of the ruins. The scavenger spot frequented by residents...

"Cough, cough..."

At this moment, the little girl suddenly coughed, her skin was pale, her face was full of pain, tears welled up in her eyes, but she forcibly held back them and did not fall.

"Liang An, hurry up and get the medicine!" Liang Ping's expression changed drastically, and he rushed forward to hug the little girl up and comfort him.

"Brother, I hurt..." the little girl said with a trembling voice, her two little hands were clenched tightly, and her white knuckles looked thin and weak.

It wasn't until the young man Liang An brought a porcelain bottle of pill from the house and gave it to the little girl. After another quarter of an hour, the little girl gradually calmed down, with tears on her face, and fell into a deep sleep...

After putting the little girl on the bed to rest, Liang Ping returned to the courtyard when he had time, and sighed, "Sorry..."

Jiang Ming's gaze narrowed slightly: "What kind of disease is this?"

He had witnessed the whole process just now, and saw that the elixir only relieved the little girl's pain, but it had no effect on her illness.

He wanted to comb the little girl's body with a little magic, but Lu Ping declined.

"Heaven's jealousy!" Liang Ping sat on the wooden bench with a lonely look, and said slowly: "This is a disease that all our aborigines cannot escape. All aborigines cannot cultivate immortality, they can only practice martial arts."

"But it's not that our aptitude is not good, but that there is some kind of demon-like power in our blood, which strictly prohibits our bodies from cultivating immortals. Even people with better roots in cultivating immortals will be more severely eroded by that power. Even if they don't cultivate immortals , will also suffer unimaginable pain from ordinary people..."

"This is the case for Huanhuan. When she was a child, a foundation-building immortal master in the city once said that Huanhuan's immortal cultivation roots belong to the top row even in the Paradise of the Heavenly Paradise. It's a pity that once she comes into contact with spiritual power, her body will be like the one in the middle." If it is highly poisonous, it will be corroded and festered, and even on weekdays, it will often suffer severe pain that penetrates into the blood..."

Jiang Ming was shocked when he heard this, does this kind of disease still exist in this world?
He has seen the Land of Forbidden Spirits before, but he did not expect to see the Body of Forbidden Spirits today, is there any connection?

No wonder Liang Ping didn't let him use spells to comb the little girl's body. For ordinary people, healing spells may be deadly poison for this little girl...

Jiang Ming sighed softly, what kind of despair and pain this must be for that little girl, who obviously has an excellent foundation for cultivating immortals, but she will never be able to cultivate immortals, and she has to endure this terrible pain.

Moreover, according to Lu Ping, these aborigines will never be able to live beyond the age of 60, and the better the roots of cultivation, the shorter the life expectancy.

According to past experience, that little girl named Liang Huanhuan might hardly live past the age of ten...

……

In the evening, Jiang Ming bid farewell and left, leaving some pills for Liang Huanhuan to recuperate his body, all of which were used by him in his martial arts practice, for the flesh and bones, without any spiritual energy.

Liang Huanhuan was very polite. After waking up, he thanked Jiang Ming and gave Jiang Ming a handful of roasted peanuts...

Back at his residence, Jiang Ming couldn't help but fall into deep thought while eating roasted peanuts.

"What did that holy land of cultivating immortals do ten thousand years ago... that led to the destruction of Jujiao?"

"Are the natives of Xuanguang City related to the holy land of cultivating immortals?"

"Liang Huanhuan, the forbidden spirit body..."

"And the small city of Qingshui City, the martial arts prodigy Lu Xiaoyu, is it also related to this holy land of cultivating immortals..."

"Zhuyue Lake, which is suspected to be related to the Holy Land of Cultivation of Immortals..."

Jiang Ming always has a feeling that many strange things on this land may be related to what happened in the Black Stone Ruins, but now everything is buried in history. ...

For a few days, he has been wandering around the city, bought some ancient books that almost no one read from some bookstores, and learned something from the few words above.

It seems that these former aborigines have a terrible ancient history. An ancient book even speculates that their existence may be longer than the holy land of cultivating immortals...

It seems that some people want to take action to solve this kind of jealousy. Hundreds of years ago, there appeared an aborigine in Xuanguang City who was against the sky, which aroused the hearts of all parties.

A cultivator of immortality accepted that person as his disciple, used all kinds of costly methods, and consumed countless rare and rare treasures. He wanted to change his life for another day, to renew the life of that young genius, and let him embark on the road of cultivating immortals. ...

It's a pity that everything failed. No one can cure this terminal illness. The genius died tragically, and the former immortal cultivation cave also declined because of this.

Since then, the aborigines of Xuanguang City have taken on a certain strange color, and they are considered to have an ominous aura and should not be messed with at will.

"Maybe I can find some relevant information in the Blackstone Ruins..."

Jiang Ming said to himself.

The next day, Jiang Ming quietly left Xuanguang City and headed towards the area mentioned by Liang Ping.

In the depths of the mountain ranges, ferocious beasts often appear, and almost all of them are no-man's land, which is extremely dangerous.

However, the scenery here is also refreshing, with towering ancient trees and waterfalls, like a primitive fairyland, except for occasional explorers, there are almost no human habitation.

Jiang Ming was walking in a forest, and he stepped on some old bricks and tiles with some simple patterns on them, and he gradually approached his destination.

This is a ruin buried in the mountains and forests, all kinds of broken walls and vines are intertwined, and the broken statues more than ten meters high in the valley are scattered randomly, a primitive and mysterious scene...

"It's like walking into the Tomb Raider..."

Jiang Ming met some people looking for treasures here, almost all of them were warriors, and there were no cultivators.

"They should all be the aboriginals of Xuanguang City..." Jiang Ming sighed softly in his heart. Except for these aborigines, other immortal cultivators probably wouldn't even bother to come here to explore.

"Brother, new here? I haven't seen you before..." A bearded man approached Jiang Ming familiarly and greeted him.

"Well, let's try our luck..." Jiang Ming smiled, and walked aside on his own, walking casually in the forest.

He hides all his cultivation here, only revealing the realm of a second-rate warrior, which is perfectly integrated into it.

In the dark, Jiang Ming greeted urgently: "Brother Jian, get up and work quickly, and check if there are any leftover treasures such as array flags..."

"I know, I know... Where are there so many lost treasures, you treat those immortal cultivators as meager..."

Hei Jian didn't feel good about it, but still started to investigate seriously.

Jiang Ming also quietly manipulated the formation flag, trying to sense if he could sense some of the same aura of this flag...

However, this matter of luck is obviously similar to finding a needle in a haystack. After a few days of busy work with one person and one sword, there is no gain at all...

But before Jiang Ming dug the treasure, the situation suddenly changed.

On the fifth day after he came to this ruin, the aura of heaven and earth suddenly became disordered, and streamers of light shot out in the night sky like a meteor shower.

On the distant land, colorful rays of light shot up into the sky, and the rich aura swept over with an endless ancient and vast aura...

"The ruins of the Black Stone have been completely revived!"

The aborigines here all stared at the place where the colorful light soared into the sky with shocked and envious faces, but no one dared to participate. It was a feast for immortal cultivators and had nothing to do with them.

buzz~
However, on the land of the ruins here, there is a ray of light, and there seems to be some power in the world that is affected, and the whole ruins have become a little unusual, filled with wisps of mist.

"The formation has been revived..." Hei Jian yelled: "Quickly take out the formation flag, and blend with it when the formation is revived, the incomplete runes in the formation flag will be automatically repaired, and all the formations in this area are under your control among."

Hearing the words, Jiang Ming quickly found a hidden place, took out the formation flag, and poured spiritual power into it for sacrifice.

wow~
Strands of runes flowed out from the flag, and there seemed to be patterns on the ruined land that echoed and lit up at the same time, flickering on and off...

Gradually, Jiang Ming could sense the power of the formation buried deep underground through the formation flag. Although it was severely damaged, as a large formation that used to be a sacred place for cultivating immortals, even if its power was weakened by [-]%, it was enough to make people tremble with fear……

At the same time as Jiang Ming sacrificed the formation flag, Xuanguang City was completely boiling, and countless monks shot out from the city, turning into streamers of light, rushing towards the direction of the Black Stone Ruins.

As for the entrance of the Black Stone Ruins, an unknown number of qi-training monks had already gathered, waiting for this opportunity. When the ruins were opened, they flooded in like a flood...

The next morning.

Jiang Ming finally finished the sacrifice, and the gray animal skin was covered with silver luster, which contained inexplicable power.

"This formation with a radius of tens of miles is now under my control..."

He aroused the array flag a little, and a mountain in the distance cracked open, as if an earthquake had occurred.

"It's a pity that there are not many immortal cultivators coming here, so it can only be used as a trap, but it is also difficult to attract people..."

Jiang Ming shook his head, but he was not too disappointed. At least the formation flag in his hand had become more lethal than before. Only this formation flag was considered a big killer.

Immediately, Jiang Ming's eyes flickered. Now that he has built the foundation, and the entrance of the ruins can only accommodate Qi training monks, he can no longer enter from the entrance of the ruins.

As for other gaps that can accommodate higher realms, he has also collected information on some gaps during this period, and many of them can accommodate Foundation Establishment to enter. Maybe it's time to choose one to enter...

boom……

At this moment, in the distant void, a dazzling stream of light suddenly shot over.

It was a magic weapon building boat, which could accommodate hundreds of people, and now there were many figures on it, and the majestic aura gathered together, it was shocking.

"Most are Qi training monks, and some foundation builders..." Jiang Ming narrowed his eyes slightly. The purpose of these people should also be a gap somewhere.

Call ~
The building boat flew to this place, but it stopped suddenly, and two young qi cultivators stepped down from above and walked into the ruins.

The eyes of the two were indifferent, scanning the many aborigines here.

"Take them all away, explore the way..."

"This is...the expedition team from Lingcan Mountain?" Jiang Ming stared at the marks on the boat and the clothes of the two men, and recognized their identities.

In that secret place back then, Lingcan Mountain seemed to be mixed with Cangming Dongtian. In Jiang Ming's impression, it was not a good thing...

　There are sheep everywhere, everyone pay attention to protection and prepare medicine in advance...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)