As An Immortal, I Only Learn Forbidden Skills

  Chapter 123 A hundred years has passed in a hurry, and the king of medicine reappears

   The sun is hot.

  A young man was riding a donkey, wandering slowly on the official road.

   "A century has passed by in a hurry... Fire Cloud Grass has finally appeared again!"

  In recent years, Jiang Ming has been paying attention to the news of Yunmeng Mountain through the intelligence channel of the unknown.

  However, he bought news with money as a quack, and never used his anonymous identity.

  Even Miss Wang, the first-generation leader of the Nameless One, is probably already gone. People and things in the past should be buried in the dust, so there is no need to appear...

   "I'm afraid all the old people from back then have disappeared..." Jiang Ming muttered to himself.

   A sigh passed away in a flash, and Jiang Ming's expression returned to calm. Time is the greatest existence, enough to kill everything. Now he can't even remember the faces of those people...

  When the matter of Yunmeng Mountain is over, it is time for him to leave.

  In the past few decades, the growth of his cultivation has almost stagnated, and he is completely stuck at the juncture of the fifth level of Qi training. However, the supporting spells in the Wuyuan Jue are all perfect in cultivation.

   "Especially the Misty Rain Technique and the Fire Control Technique, even those immortal cultivators from the outside world can't be more proficient than me..."

He lived in seclusion in the mountains and planted a lot of medicinal herbs. He used Misty Rain Technique to evolve spiritual energy rain to irrigate them every day. Although the spiritual energy was thin, it was already rain from heaven for these ordinary grasses. The less powerful old medicine comes...

  The focus on practicing fire control is because Jiang Ming discovered that proficiency in fire control is also of great help to the fireball technique, making the fireball more condensed and more powerful...

   Over time, these two spells are extremely proficient.

   "If he was a real cultivator, I'm afraid he wouldn't concentrate so much on such low-level spells..." Jiang Ming smiled. If he had high-level spells, of course he would also like to practice them.

  But he didn’t have any…

   Immediately, Jiang Ming looked at the city in front of him, which already belonged to the territory of the Yun Kingdom: "Now that the King of Medicine is approaching, in this territory of the Yun Kingdom, maybe we will meet immortal cultivators... It's better to stick a few layers of forbidden spirit seals to be safer."

As he said that, he quietly cast the word "seal" and gave himself a few more strokes to completely seal the breath in Dantian. According to Dr. Sun, even if a cultivator who is a level higher than him performs any investigation Even mystical techniques could not detect his aura.

   What's more, in this world, no immortal cultivator would dare to cast spells indiscriminately...

"However, it's good to be safe!" Jiang Ming said to himself, and he put on a few seals with worry, until when he looked inside, he saw the dantian that looked like a bunch of dog skin plasters. It's a satisfied stop.

  In these years, seal seals have also become more and more proficient, but unfortunately, the last five seals are still not mastered. Maybe they can go further in the world of cultivating immortals.

  However, although little progress has been made, Jiang Ming has a deeper understanding of the forbidden spirit seal.

   "I always feel that there are some things in common with this world. They are all cutting off the forbidden spirit... Maybe Doctor Sun realized this forbidden spirit seal through this world..."

   "I don't know if he has survived until now!"

  Jiang Ming sighed, and the donkey continued to walk forward slowly, taking a rest at a tea stand, and listening to the nonsense of some people in the rivers and lakes.

  Such as what new martial arts master was born, which sect was destroyed again...

  As for the generation of Wuming and Zhang Shan, they have disappeared for decades...No one has mentioned them for a long time, and they have been thrown into the pile of old papers.

   "Boss, have a bowl of wine!" A handsome girl sat down with a sword in her hand and shouted excitedly.

  Beside him, an old man with half-white hair frowned, but he didn't dare to really stop him, so he could only sigh helplessly.

  Jiang Ming glanced at the girl, then continued to drink.

  The blood circulation in that young man's body actually made Jiang Ming feel a little familiar... But he didn't intend to search for anything. There are too many people who practice this method.

  A moment later, Jiang Ming set off on a donkey.

  The girl was still watching with relish: "Tong Bo, there are people riding donkeys around the rivers and lakes, it's really interesting..."

  …

  Pingan County.

  Jiang Ming led the donkey and walked in. The layout of the year was vaguely visible, but there were more attic houses newly built, and the size of the county seat was also expanded a lot.

  But Jiang Ming doesn't know any people in the city...

  To this day, Jiang Ming is not too sad, like an outsider, watching all this calmly.

   "Boss, a bowl of tongues!" Suddenly, a rough roar came from a street stall.

Jiang Ming turned his head to look, and saw a few poor men, such as old farmers and herb pickers in shabby clothes, sitting on a simple street wine stall at the back of the alley, drinking a small bowl of wine with gusto. liquor.

  Beside the stall, a young man with quick hands and feet is quickly selling wine to the guests, and then serving hot smoked tofu, pouring fresh peppers and sending it up, and from time to time he happily blows a few words to these drinkers.

  Jiang Ming looked at the beaming young man, and was in a daze for a moment, as if he saw the radiant Ah Fei again.

  The scene of that young man with a rotten fishing net happily catching fish in the river, pointing at the bald donkey and cursing, seems to be vividly remembered...

  The air was filled with the familiar aroma of wine, which finally aroused the thoughts deep in his memory. Jiang Ming slowed down and approached the wine stall.

   "Boss, a bowl of tongue-twisting, a plate of smoked tofu!"

  Jiang Ming tied the donkey to a tree, sat on the food stall, and shouted proficiently.

   "Okay!" The young stall owner responded loudly, and after a while, the food and wine were served. When he saw Jiang Ming, he was taken aback, and then curiously said:

   "Guest officer, you look a little unfamiliar, why are you so familiar with my family's food and wine? I almost thought you were a regular customer..."

  Jiang Ming smiled: "I heard that the tongue-running drink here is a pleasure to drink, and I just came to taste it today. It's really good!"

   "Hey, this is an ancestral wine recipe. It is said that all the masters drank it back then..." The young man immediately praised himself loudly, causing the surrounding drinkers to burst into laughter.

  Jiang Ming glanced at the wine bowl, smiled intentionally or unintentionally, and said, "I've heard that a bowl of wine can make people's whole body hot, but your bowl is a bit too small."

  As soon as this remark came out, the young stall owner hadn't spoken yet, but the drinkers around couldn't help but said: "You young man, you are from other places, you don't know the market here..."

   "At the feet of the Son of Heaven, everything is very expensive. When I was a child, how many things could be bought with that penny. Now, hehehe..."

   An old man with white hair shook his head and sighed.

   "Yes, our Ping'an County is getting better and better, but our life is getting worse and worse!" A seemingly honest herb picker also sighed heavily.

   "You don't know, the ancestor of Ah Xing also opened a restaurant in the county. I heard that it was very popular back then. Alas, it's a pity that the master caught his eye..."

   "We poor people, don't try to get rich..."

  The young stall owner named A Xing also looked a little lonely, but he recovered quickly and continued to manage the wine stall with a smile.

  The drinkers also tacitly changed the topic, discussing the recent appearance of the Fire Cloud Grass in Yunmeng Mountain.

   "This month, there are three plants..."

   "Tsk tsk, if you really find one, secretly take it away and sell it elsewhere, maybe you can really make a fortune..."

  The gazes of the herb collectors flickered, obviously they were all thinking.

  Jiang Ming drank the wine silently, threw down a few copper coins, and walked away leading the donkey.

In the following days, he bought a small broken courtyard, lived in this Ping'an County in a low-key manner, practiced quietly every day, and went to Ah Xing's wine stall to drink some wine when he was free, and the two gradually became acquainted stand up.

  In Yunmeng Mountain, more and more people discovered Fire Cloud Grass, and Ping'an County gradually became lively, with many strangers appearing, all of them were full of blood...

  On this day, Jiang Ming was drinking at the wine stall again, eating smoked tofu slowly, when a surprise voice suddenly sounded beside him.

   "A boy riding a donkey?"

  Jiang Ming turned his head to look, and immediately raised his eyebrows. It turned out to be the pretty girl he met at the Guandao tea stall that day, followed by the old man, staring at Jiang Ming vigilantly.

   "Why are you here?" The girl sat across from Jiang Ming familiarly, and said with a smile, "Could it be that you are also here to find the King of Medicine?"

  The old man behind the girl hurriedly stopped the girl from continuing.

  The girl said nonchalantly: "There is nothing to hide about this news, everyone will know it in a few days, and if it is kept secret, no one will argue with us..."

  The old man has black lines all over his head.

  Jiang Ming smiled, and said calmly: "Who doesn't want to try their luck, maybe I hide in a ravine, and the medicine king will jump into my arms."

  The girl's eyes lit up: "Hey, fellows, I think so too..."

   "Get to know me, my name is Fang Zishuang, and this is Tong Bo!" The girl introduced herself enthusiastically.

   "Surname Fang?" Jiang Ming raised his head when he heard the words, and stared at the girl for a moment... It really looks a bit like it.

  He thought of that old friend who was trapped in Wuhou Mansion and gave up his ideals... Calculate the time, even if he is a martial arts master, he is almost at the end of his life now.

  However, Marquis Wu’s Mansion was in Dayun City back then, and the two people he met on the road came from Jiangnan Mansion in the south...

   "It seems that decades have passed, and the once famous Marquis of Wu, Fang Lie, is not doing very well!"

  Jiang Ming chuckled in his heart, but he was not interested in knowing about these court disputes.

  He clasped his fists together and said seriously: "People call him the Great Swordsman Fifth, so I'm here!"

   "噗嗤~"

Seeing his serious appearance, Fang Zishuang couldn't help laughing: "You are so young, what kind of nickname do you have... I advise you not to try your luck. It will be very dangerous to grab the medicine king, and the master may die of blood." Woolen cloth."

  Jiang Ming smiled without saying a word.

  Tong Bo couldn't help shaking his head secretly, where did the stunned head come from, another cannon fodder...

"By the way, the wine here is really good!" Fang Zishuang introduced like an acquaintance, "I found it after a long search... I heard from my grandpa Zeng that when he was here, he often came to drink this bowl Run your tongue, it's a first-class wine!"

  When Ah Xing brought the wine, Fang Zishuang couldn't wait to take a sip. She played in the military camp since she was a child, and drank a lot of strong alcohol.

   However, after taking a sip, Fang Zishuang's complexion suddenly froze, and then she frowned slightly: "This, this wine..."

   "What's the matter? Not bad!" Ah Xing shouted from a distance, his face full of pride.

   "Gudong~"

  Fang Zishuang swallowed hard, and quickly shouted: "It's really good!"

   But she couldn't drink the rest of the wine no matter what... She was born in the family of Marquis Wu, and all she drank was peerless wine. She had never drank such bad wine.

  Jiang Ming took advantage of Ah Xing not paying attention, quietly poured the wine in her bowl into his own empty bowl, and took a sip with a smile:

  “The best wine is not in the taste, but in the story... Your great-grandfather must have had a wonderful story when he was here..."

  Fang Zishuang was full of confusion, is it like this?

  …

   Another few months passed, and the Fire Cloud Grass appeared more and more frequently.

  The old people in the county finally remembered the legends they had heard in their vague memories.

  There is a medicine king in the mountains!

  The city gradually became agitated. Some herb collectors felt uneasy and felt that a catastrophe was imminent, so they slipped away in advance, and some people wanted to take this opportunity to fight for a chance to make a fortune...

   "It's time to go into the mountains!"

  Jiang Ming took his last sip of wine, looked around for no one, and said goodbye to Ah Xing who was cleaning up the dishes:

   "I see that there are only two types of wine at your wine stall... I won't give you the money for today's wine, but I will give you a few wine orders!"

  He pulled out a few folded pages from his pocket, pressed them under the wine bowl, got up and left.

  Back then, Lao Jiangtou finally passed on all the brewing techniques to A Fei, and Jiang Ming also learned a hand by the way...

   "Hey, don't be so polite... just bring it next time if you don't have money!" Ah Xing shouted quickly, but when he got up, he couldn't find Wang Wu.

  He walked to the table, saw the few pieces of paper, and opened them curiously.

"this is…"

  His expression froze immediately: "I seem to have heard my father mention these kinds of wine, and he sighed every time he mentioned them...Because my grandfather died unexpectedly back then, and it has long been lost..."

   "Who the **** is this person?" Ah Xing raised his head blankly, looking at the busy street...

  …

   Yunmeng Mountain.

  Jiang Ming walked slowly in the mountains and forests, feeling the familiar atmosphere of the mountains and forests, and his mood was unprecedentedly relaxed.

  From Yunmeng Mountain to Yunmeng Mountain.

   "It's really interesting..."

It had just rained at this time, and a lot of fungus mushrooms grew in the forest... Jiang Ming also picked up a bunch of messy mushrooms in the forest, pocketed them in his clothes, and trotted all the way to the cave in his memory run away.

   "It didn't collapse..."

  Jiang Ming raised his eyebrows and got in.

   There are actually a few broken earthen jars and some plant ash in it. It is obvious that this place is still the foothold of some people who enter the mountain.

  Jiang Ming found the water source with ease, took a jar full of water, and began to cook mushroom soup that he hadn't had in decades in the cave.

   "It's really nostalgic..." Jiang Ming let out a comfortable breath.

  It's a pity that with the vigorous blood, there is no villain in front of me anymore, but it's a little less meaningful...

  …

   Another dozen days later.

   "The Medicine King appeared again?"

   "Just ten miles to the south, many warriors have already rushed away. I'm afraid it won't be able to escape this time."

  In the mountains and forests, several warriors gathered together, all of them were full of excitement.

   Not long after, they all left and flew towards the south.

  On a treetop tens of meters high, Jiang Ming stood quietly, shaking his head helplessly.

  As early as a few days ago, Yao Wang had already appeared, but it was extremely slippery, and the mountains and forests were vast and boundless, even the Grand Master was hard to catch. Often when they rushed to the place where Yao Wang appeared, Yao Wang had already run away and disappeared.

  Jiang Ming also ran to several places, and he didn't even see the face of Yao Wang, but he did see many warriors from all over the place.

...

   "However, with more and more warriors, the place where the medicine king can move is gradually narrowed. This time, it may be difficult to escape..."

  Jiang Ming fell from the treetops, and rushed towards the south of the forest like an ordinary warrior.

   "I haven't seen it for decades, the nameless martial arts myth, I don't know if anyone still remembers it..."

   "The cultivators of the Fire Lotus Valley also seem to have appeared..."

   The martial arts chapter is coming to an end~

  (end of this chapter)