I became immortal in the world of low martial arts

Chapter 54 Hong Wu (please click)

"Wow!"

A gust of cool autumn wind came out along the cracks in the restaurant's wall, and the yellowing leaves rustled outside.

Su Heng woke up suddenly.

Looking at the slightly gloomy sky outside, I realized that I had unknowingly held the sketch in my hand and looked at it for about half an hour.

He was also slightly immersed in the special artistic conception in the pattern.

Zhu Xiaowu, who was lying on the table and lowered his head to copy, asked casually, "Brother Heng, how is your second sister doing?"

"My second sister is fine."

Su Heng put down the book in his hand, "Why do you ask these things?"

Zhu Xiaowu just laughed silly twice, stretched out his hand and scratched the back of his head, and didn't answer Su Heng's question.

At this moment.

There were dull footsteps outside the door.

Two middle-aged men with dark yellow faces and stooped waists walked to the restaurant to rest.

They were holding medicine shovels full of dirt in their hands, and they could still smell the faint fragrance of herbs emanating from the back baskets. It was obvious that these two were herbal pickers in the mountains.

The two found an empty table and sat down.

Randomly ordered something to eat.

One of the herbal pickers was a little curious about what Zhu Xiaowu was scribbling on the table, while Su Heng was holding a book in his hand.

The two looked like scholars who were rushing for the exam before, but their faces were obviously Han or Bei people.

In today's Great Moon Dynasty.

Han people and northerners are not allowed to be officials.

This is a little strange.

Of course, this person didn't dare to look too much. Su Heng's nearly two-meter-high physique was too oppressive just sitting there, and even the voices of people nearby were unconsciously lowered, afraid of making noise to others.

The two ordered some rice wine, and after taking a sip, their faces turned red.

The expression on his face became more and more sad.

One of the herbal pickers in a dark yellow shirt sighed, "This world is getting more and more difficult."

"Who says it's not..." Another herbal picker echoed:

"In the past, collecting herbs in the mountains and forests was dangerous, but I could barely make a living.

But now, there are wild beasts everywhere in the mountains, as well as those monsters of the White Lotus Sect.Erdan from the same village as me wanted to go up the mountain to find some Codonopsis ginseng to nourish his pregnant wife, but was caught by the big worm in the mountain, and when we found him, there was only a bloody head left..."

"Poor thing."

The herbal picker in dark yellow clothes said with emotion.

These days, only the struggling bottom people have some empathy.

The herb picker asked again, "Third Uncle, you have a long way to go, do you know why those monsters from the White Lotus Sect appear in the mountains? I am not afraid of tigers, but when I see those monsters, I feel terrified!"

Another older-looking herb picker looked around and found that no one was paying attention, so he covered his mouth with his hand and said in a low voice:
"I heard people say that a fairy medicine came out of the mountain?"

"What fairy medicine?"

"Beasts can turn into people after eating, and people can live forever after eating the fairy medicine." The medicine picker known as the third uncle said mysteriously.

"really!?"

The eyes of the younger herbal pickers burst into light.

"How can it be fake?" The third uncle slapped the table, and unconsciously raised his voice twice: "Think about it, if it weren't for the birth of the fairy medicine, why would there be so many white lotus demons coming to this place where no shit .

Moreover, this news was told to me by a relative of mine who is an incense master in the White Lotus Sect! "

"What the third uncle said is true, what the third uncle said is true."

Seeing that the third uncle was a little angry, the younger herbal pickers hurriedly offered a toast to make amends.

The herb picker seemed to have thought of something, with a smile on his face, "Third Uncle, you said that it would be great if we could find that fairy medicine and eat it to live forever."

"What's the matter?"

The third uncle shook his head, "Do you pick medicine for those officials and old men for a lifetime? What's the point of living like this?"

The young herbal picker opened his mouth, as if he wanted to refute Uncle San's point of view.

But he scratched his hair and thought about it for a long time, but he didn't think of any good ideas. The brilliance on his face gradually disappeared, and he just sighed dullly: "What the third uncle said is that in this world, longevity is meaningless. It's better to go early." If you die, even if you can be reincarnated as a dog and horse of those big families, it is better than being a herb collector!"

The two herbal pickers finished their meal in a hurry.

left soon.

But Su Heng frowned and fell into deep thought.

Although they deliberately lowered their voices in their conversation, Su Heng's perception ability has been significantly improved after many times of blood refining.

The content of the conversation was also heard by Su Heng verbatim.

"Immortal medicine..."

Reminiscent of the ferocious beasts encountered in the mountains earlier.

The news of the birth of immortal medicine in Wukui Mountain may not be completely false.

His current body shape seems to have encountered a bottleneck and cannot continue to improve.In Su Heng's original plan, he planned to refine some kind of elixir that was more powerful than Guiyuan Dan.

Come to help yourself break through the barriers in one fell swoop and step into a new field.

But such a elixir.

One is that the elixir is hard to find, and the other is that the medicinal materials it needs must be extremely cherished.It will take Su Heng a lot of time and energy to refine it successfully.

But the shackles of body size cannot continue to break through.

Su Heng's qi and blood are not enough, and his martial arts practice will also be affected.

But now, the conversation between the two herb pickers opened a new window for Su Heng.

"The effect of the fairy medicine is definitely not as exaggerated as the herb pickers said, but it is so valued by the White Lotus Sect and the strange beasts in the mountains, and its medicinal power must be quite strong." Su Hengsi thought:
"I have the talent of eating immortals. If I can swallow immortal medicines, maybe I don't need to spend a lot of time and energy preparing any pills."

On the road of martial arts, if you don't fight, you will retreat.

But now that the troubled times have come, one step back is the abyss.

Su Heng has already decided that after returning, he will find a way to investigate the specific situation in Wukui Mountain.

"I copied it!"

Zhu Xiaowu patted down the table, shook his sore wrist, his face was full of relaxation after serious work.

He consciously kept the copied copy for himself, and wanted to give the original real skill to Su Heng.

But Su Heng shook his head and refused: "Without the original artistic conception, you can't practice this real skill to the level of a strong martial artist."

The so-called mood map.

It was the scribbled pattern that Su Heng saw on the last page of the book.

Although the pattern looks messy, it contains the true meaning of martial arts.If you can't understand the true meaning of it thoroughly, you won't be able to achieve the unity of body and mind, and the state of energy generated by blood.

Zhu Xiaowu froze for a moment, "But, there is only one copy of the artistic conception map, if I take it away, how should you practice, Brother Heng?"

"It's okay."

Su Heng's tone was flat, "I have already fully understood the artistic conception in the picture, and that picture is of little use to me."

In less than an hour.

The true meaning of martial arts hidden in the artistic conception map will be thoroughly understood.

This kind of comprehension, if seen by others, is simply a fantasy, unimaginable.But this sentence came from Su Heng's mouth, but Zhu Xiaowu was inexplicably willing to believe it.

"Awesome!" Zhu Xiaowu gave a thumbs up with a smile: "As expected of me, Brother Heng!"

It was getting late at this time.

The two left separately, before leaving.

Zhu Xiaowu stopped suddenly, touched his head, turned to look at Su Heng: "Brother Heng, there is one more thing I forgot to tell you."

"What's the matter?" Su Heng stood behind Zhu Xiaowu, his burly body bathed in the bleak autumn wind.

The climate in autumn is changeable, and the sky was calm and clear just now, but now there are dark clouds rolling, converging into a dark vortex, and pressing down.

The autumn wind swept across the mountains and forests, making a desolate whine like a ghost crying.

"After joining the Changchun Gang, my adoptive father changed my name for me."

"It's not bad to change your name." Su Heng nodded, expressing his understanding.These days, poor families are very casual in naming their children. Names like Goudan and Vegetable Root are considered pretty good names.

Like Zhu Xiaowu, because he is the fifth in the family, so he was named Xiaowu.

"My adoptive father is also the surname of Hong, the head of the Changchun Gang, and there is a word 'five' in my name, which is a homonym for Wuxue of Wuxue..."

Zhu Xiaowu said slowly: "So, my adoptive father gave me the name of Hongwu——Zhu Hongwu."

Boom!

Exactly at this time.

A majestic lightning bolt as thick as a giant tree fell from the sky, and the space between the sky and the earth was silvery white.

(End of this chapter)