As An Immortal, I Only Learn Forbidden Skills Chapter 97: Martial Arts Forbidden Art – Duanmai Meridian
【I am immortal, I only practice forbidden techniques】【】
Heavy snow is flying, approaching the end of the year.
Jiang Ming had almost drunk the fine wine he kept in the wooden house in the mountains... So he found a wooden stick, picked up prey such as roe deer and wild boars, and returned from the mountains, walked into Ping'an County, and met with the crowd Looking at her with envious eyes, she walked towards the house.
After these years of development, Ping'an County has gradually become prosperous. People come and go in the county, and it is very lively. There are lights and festoons everywhere, full of festive atmosphere.
Jiang Ming was a little dazed, and remembered the year when Old Scar was killed, every house posted red paper and every house hung lanterns...
However, the current situation is quite different from the original one.
Although Yan State was caught in the flames of war, after the Dayun Mansion was captured by the Feiyun Army, it lived in an orderly manner under its jurisdiction. The Cangshan army is stronger than I don't know how much.
In addition, the Feiyun Army has always had a good reputation among the common people. During the chaos of the Cangshan Army, the Feiyun Fort was born out of nowhere and saved the lives of an unknown number of people. However, many people felt rejoicing, and even took the initiative to send Wotou to Feiyun Army to express their gratitude.
However, Fei Yunjun never prided himself on his benevolence and righteousness. When he met someone who was not open-eyed, or a rogue, he killed them incomparably. Even the newly rising families in the city were beaten After a while, the obedient ones win over and cooperate with each other, and they manage the Dayun Mansion in an orderly manner.
"There are a lot of talents in this Feiyun army!" Jiang Ming chuckled in his heart, Feiyun army now controls the land of the three prefectures, and the stall is not small... If there are not many talents, it is impossible to achieve such a situation.
"It looks like a real dragon..." Jiang Ming muttered, and then poohed a few times, not wanting Fang Lie and others to be suckled to death by him.
"Master Jiang is back!"
"Happy New Year Master Jiang, my little old man wishes you an early New Year..."
"Happy Chinese New Year... The old man is still in good health!"
Passing by along the way, many people greeted him, shouting "Master Jiang" in awe, Jiang Ming responded just right, and occasionally said a few words, which could make the faces of those who greeted him blush, I feel very honored, and I walk with my head held high...
Time flies, things are different, and it has been more than ten years since Jiang Ming crossed this world... Today's madman Jiang has faded from his youthful frivolity, but he is still a ruthless stubble in the county.
The strength of the "third-rate peak warrior" can be considered unimpeded in Ping'an County. In the past few years, Jiang Ming has dealt with many rascals and beheaded several people, and his prestige in the county is extremely high.
When he reached a two-story restaurant, Jiang Ming didn't go in, but stopped and probed in. He found the boss behind the counter who was dozing off with his head on his head, and then he shouted loudly, "A Fei, remember to bring wine with you at 30." !”
Time is ruthless, and it has gone through several turmoil and wars... In today's taverns, there are fewer and fewer familiar faces. That is to say, every time after going down the mountain, I take advantage of the tavern to play foreign games at night, and have a drink with A Fei in the tavern after closing the door.
Today's A Fei has faded from his greenness and detachment, and his whole person has calmed down a lot, but after hearing the shouts from outside, he immediately opened his eyes wide, and his eyebrows brightened again:
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"How can I forget about this when I fly to the boss? Wait, Brother Ming, my drinking capacity has increased this year, I will drink you down!"
"Don't learn bragging from your father..."
Jiang Ming patted the head of a five or six-year-old child with thick head and thick head at the door, then threw him a bag of fried chestnuts he just bought on the street, and continued to walk forward with a wobble.
On a street, a red-faced butcher who was busy selling meat, saw Jiang Ming passing by, and hurriedly raised his head and shouted: "Brother Ming, lean meat, suet, and a set of offal...I will send you home Already!"
Today's Wang Dong has completely let go of his dream of being a martial artist, but he who has practiced martial arts can kill pigs with the help of a god, and his business is booming...
Jiang Ming nodded and walked back home slowly.
"Brother Jiang Ming is back...Come and eat the tamales made by my mother." In the small courtyard next door, a slim young girl was practicing martial arts in style, and her eyes lit up when she saw Jiang Ming.
"Tian An'an, how many times have I told you that you've grown up...to be called Uncle!" Jiang Ming's temples hurt, and the madman Jiang runs all over Ping'an County, only this person is afraid of him.
"I don't care, we have our own opinions, you call her sister, I call you brother!" Tian An'an put his hands on his hips, and Jiang Ming completely lost his temper with her.
Out of the corner of Jiang Ming's eyes, Jiang Ming caught a glimpse of a figure rushing out of the next room with a rolling pin in hand, then quickly slipped back into his own room...
In the house, Zhou Wenxiu was sweeping the dust, without turning her head, she said, "There's no food, go do it yourself!"
Jiang Ming is speechless. As he grows older, this former Axiu girl has become more and more tempered...
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New Year's Eve, night.
The snow is just as big as it was on New Year's Eve when I first came here.
Jiang Ming took Zhou Wenxiu, covered some hot dishes in a wooden box, walked to the other side of the county town on the snow nest, and came to a secluded bluestone courtyard.
A Fei's family, Li Qingqing's mother and daughter were all there, Tian An'an was teasing that tiger-headed little guy, Jiang Ming handed over the food to the girls, then bent down and slipped through the curtain, and entered the house.
As soon as he entered the room, Jiang Ming felt warm all over.
The furnace is burning brightly, and it is red, like a warm and bright life is burning...
And at the head of the bed, a thin old man was sitting on the quilt, staring blankly at the vigorous fire. The light of the fire was reflected in his cloudy eyes, as if it could rekindle the hope of his life.
"Master Jiang, have a sip?" Jiang Ming smiled as he brought up a plate of shiny wine gourds.
"Ah?" The old man raised his head in a daze, and when he saw that it was Jiang Ming, he laughed a little dullly: "Okay, I just like to drink your wine, it's more **** mellow than my own brew!"
"Master Jiang's praise!" Jiang Ming sat cross-legged across from Old Jiang's head, and poured a small glass of wine for each of them on the small table between the two.
Over the years, Lao Jiangtou has been getting older and unable to walk. Jiang Ming used the old rice wine soaked in mutated medicinal materials to save his life. Unfortunately, no matter how good the medicinal materials are, it can only slightly slow down the loss of life. process, but cannot be reversed.
Old Jiang took a sip of wine tremblingly, and let out a breath of comfort. He seemed to suddenly think of something, and said slowly: "This time I went down the mountain, how about the harvest... The old scar is exploiting again. How much is it?"
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"It's not bad, I made some money!" Jiang Ming smiled, reassuring Old Jiang.
"That's good, that's good..." Old Jiang nodded, muttering in his mouth, his eyes wandered involuntarily to the firelight in the center of the room.
Tian An'an led Ah Fei's son, playing around, came in to add some firewood, and then ran out to play in the snow again.
The flames leaped and became brighter, but they set off the shadow at the corner of the bed deeper and deeper, as if they could not merge into the light of the flames...
Jiang Ming silently accompanied Lao Jiangtou to drink, and heard him talk about some messy things from time to time, some from a few years ago, and some from decades ago...
"Perhaps, the lives of all old people are like this... Slowly, dying, slow movements, slow reactions, and the past that keeps emerging... Aging is quiet and beautiful, and it may be a happy thing to die without a disease ..."
Old Jiangtou has survived many turmoil and wars, and is already much happier than many people...
Jiang Ming is immortal, and has long since lost the fear of death. Now seeing the appearance of Old Jiangtou, he feels a lot of emotion in his heart. Whether he lives forever or not, life is always the most magnificent thing in the world.
Before he knew it, he seemed to feel that his martial arts realm seemed to have improved a little...
"Martial arts are also a kind of life, which needs various experiences to fill in. Martial arts that are only practiced hard are like a life that is muddled, thin and powerless..."
Ding
Jiang Ming clinked glasses with Lao Jiang and drank the wine in the glasses.
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In March of Yangchun, the willow leaves sprout new buds, a scene of vitality and prosperity.
After all, Lao Jiangtou failed to survive the winter and died on the tenth day of the Lunar New Year.
At the foot of the mountain, in front of an earthen grave, Jiang Ming poured two cups of old wine, left the wine gourd in front of the grave, turned around and strode away.
The breeze blows, blows a corner of the clothes, and gradually disappears at the end of the mountain road...
"I have been collecting herbs for more than ten years, and I have not been out of Dayun Mansion. It is finally time to go out and have a look..."
Longevity itself is boring. Only by enjoying the infinite scenery in life can we add all kinds of splendor to this long and peaceful life...
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One month later.
After the first break of the continuous rainstorm, we ushered in a sunny day with bright sunshine.
On the extremely muddy official road, a young man was walking with a big wooden box on his back.
Ahead, a continuous city wall appeared in sight.
When you get closer, you can see the three big characters written in the middle of the tower.
Qinglin Mansion.
Jiang Ming stared at the three words and smiled:
"I didn't expect that in the past few years, Miss Wang has used my information to really develop the so-called 'nameless person' to a great extent..."
Back then, when Jiang Ming left a letter, he did it casually and didn't hold out much hope. After all, information is just information, not a knife for killing... Miss Wang, as an ordinary person ~IndoMTL.com~ can be used in various places. It is really a bit level to deal with the big forces and use this information to develop a force.
"Push me as the ultimate boss of the nameless, nameless..."
As soon as Jiang Ming said this name, he thought of that unlucky guy who was full of blood and played the erhu, so he couldn't help but shook his head.
However, Jiang Ming didn't object. This was also a kind of deterrent. Without a master behind the scenes, the power of the unknown and the famous would not be able to develop...
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In the past seven years, Wuming has made two or three strikes. Every time he made a move, he ruthlessly killed first-rate warriors, and even a first-rate peak warrior fell under Wuming's sword... It made this Wuming develop even more. Huge, its current tentacles have already touched all parts of the country of Yan.
Information is wealth. With the development of power, the unknown people have also gathered amazing wealth. Countless treasures of heaven and earth, rare and foreign objects, and martial arts are all hidden in the hidden treasures of the unknown. middle.
And the list of these treasures is compiled by Miss Wang every year and listed for Jiang Ming to review.
And he came here this time because of a secret technique in the treasure list.
"Broken Meridian, at the cost of breaking the meridian, the speed of the warrior will be increased several times in a short period of time..."
"Maybe...it's another forbidden martial art that can be used!" Jiang Ming whispered, and walked into the city.
In the past few years, I have seen a few martial arts forbidden techniques, and Jiang Ming has also practiced some, but most of them are a bit tasteless to him, and the Broken Vessel Meridian is the first time that Jiang Ming has been interested ...