As An Immortal, I Only Learn Forbidden Skills Chapter 121: Fire Cloud Grass Reappearance
"Master, this is the spirit stone!"
The two kept talking until late at night, and Zhao Hong brought back three square light blue stones, which were as clear as glass and radiated a faint light.
Just by taking a look, Jiang Ming could feel the abundant aura contained in this spirit stone.
"The aura in these three spirit stones alone is equivalent to my blood spirit art that has been running for several months!"
Jiang Ming sighed in his heart, if he had this spirit stone, why would he have only reached the fourth level of Qi training after thirty years, and he has not yet reached perfection...
"However, we can't rush to use these spirit stones. After the fourth level of Qi training is complete, leaving the impact bottleneck, it may be of great use..." Jiang Ming said in his heart, turning his hands and putting the spirit stones into his arms.
Zhao Hong suddenly became nervous, wondering if Master would keep his promise...
Jiang Ming looked at Zhao Hong, pondering in his heart: "I have disguised very well for decades, and Zhao Hong is only a third-level qi practitioner, it is impossible to see through my layers of disguise, although this person is a bit stupid , but the nature is not bad, there is no need to make extravagant problems, just let nature take its course..."
"And the information I got from him is worth a lot to me... In that case, let's reward this kid."
Jiang Ming smiled and said, "I don't have any ready-made exercises at hand...you can get them early tomorrow morning!"
"Yes, thank you, Master!" Zhao Hong was overjoyed.
Jiang Ming asked some small questions about the world of cultivating immortals. The two masters and apprentices are the ones who parted happily...
"In the twinkling of an eye, it has been sixty or seventy years since the Fire Cloud Grass appeared last time, and I will soon be a centenarian. I will leave this place and find a place to meditate when tomorrow is over..."
"Oh, yes, there are also exercises!" Jiang Ming suddenly remembered, and then he fell on the head and wrote martial arts exercises for Zhao Hongmo...
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Early the next morning, a blue-gray cold fog filled the air.
Jiang Ming picked up his exercises and made a big bowl of chicken soup and rice noodles on the street before walking into the Fuhu martial arts hall through the back door.
"Huh?"
As soon as he came in, a smile appeared on Jiang Ming's face. It turned out that Zhao Hong was not the only one who couldn't wait.
Forget it, let’s finish everything today...
He walked into the front yard of the martial arts hall calmly, and saw Zhao Hong walking back and forth anxiously, his hair was wet with dew, and he did not know how long he had been waiting here.
Seeing Jiang Ming appear, Zhao Hong stepped forward to salute in surprise.
Jiang Ming smiled, without talking too much nonsense, and handed the prepared exercises to Zhao Hong.
"Look first!" Seeing Zhao Hong put it in his pocket, Jiang Ming shook his head helplessly and smiled.
"I, I believe in Master..." Zhao Hong blushed, but he still took out the exercises and opened them to read.
However, after only reading the first page, Zhao Hong raised his head in shock: "Master, this is..."
On the first page, it is impressively written that this Fuhu Fist can be practiced all the way to the realm of martial arts masters, and it even introduces how to follow up on the road of masters.
In other words, this is the ultimate martial arts formula that goes straight to the pinnacle of martial arts!
"Come on, I have other things to do today!"
Jiang Ming said casually, closed the exercise, stuffed it into Zhao Hong's arms, and patted him on the shoulder.
Today's Fuhu Fist has been completely reborn in his hands, even among the master-level martial arts, it can be regarded as the top row. ....
It's over today, and I'm afraid it will have nothing to do with this secular world in the future.
In the small courtyard of Ping'an Town, I learned the original martial arts from Zhou Tou, and passing it on today is a kind of inheritance...
Bang!
Just as Jiang Ming stuffed the exercises into Zhao Hong's arms, the door of a side room next to him was suddenly kicked open.
"Old stuff!"
Wang Ji strode out with a thick and heavy knife in his hands, and behind him were two slightly nervous people, both of whom were disciples of Fuhu Martial Arts.
Wow~
In the room on the other side, the front door, the backyard... all came out of several figures, Jiang Ming took a rough look,
Including Wang Ji, there were actually five second-rate warriors staring at Jiang Ming with murderous intent.
"Tsk tsk tsk, you will die if you do too much unrighteousness..."
Jiang Ming watched this scene with great interest, and remembered the incident when he raided the Old Snake Gang and robbed first-class martial arts.
In the blink of an eye, this scene happened to me.
However, the person who was killed today will still not be me...
"Wang Ji, you came early today..." Jiang Ming said calmly.
Wang Ji stared at Jiang Ming with a vicious look on his face, and said ferociously: "Old man, stop pretending to be calm, today is the time for you to die."
Jiang Ming remained calm: "Back when you worshiped me as your teacher, you flattered behind me every day... In the blink of an eye, why don't you know how to respect your teacher?"
Wang Ji let out a "bah" and stared at Jiang Ming with hatred on his face: "I have been doing dirty work for you for decades, but you still don't want to pass on the first-class martial arts to me... ..."
"Why pass it on to this kid?" He pointed at Zhao Hong fiercely, obviously he had already seen the scene of Jiang Ming giving Zhao Hong the exercises just now.
Jiang Ming smiled indifferently: "I just don't want to give it to you, so what?"
"Then you can only blame yourself for seeking your own death!" Wang Jisen sneered: "What about a first-class warrior, now your blood is probably already decayed, a toothless tiger, I see you How to jump..."
"Wang Ji, don't talk nonsense, quickly grab the skills and settle the matter!" A second-rate martial artist frowned and shouted.
"Okay, old man, you are ruthless, don't blame me for being ruthless today..." Wang Ji raised his big knife in his hand, and suddenly shouted: "Let's go together, chop them up!"
Boom...
Five second-rate fighters burst out with blood and rushed towards Jiang Ming.
Zhao Hong was startled, gritted his teeth and was about to rush forward, he also knew that his master's blood was exhausted, and he might not be able to withstand the siege of these people.
"Stay back!" Jiang Ming dragged him behind speechlessly, this kid was so stunned, he really valued love and righteousness.
Hoo~
A warrior with the fastest speed has raised his fist and blasted to Jiang Ming's side.
Peng...
However, in just a moment, this person flew out at a faster speed than when he came.
"Ah..." The scream came out at this time, and there was no movement in an instant.
Wang Ji glanced at it from the corner of his eye, and saw that a **** hole had exploded on the man's chest, and his life was lost.
"He can't punch a few punches..."
Wang Ji was startled, but at this point, he could only grit his teeth and rush forward with a knife in his hand. ....
Bang bang bang!
Several muffled voices came out, and blood sprayed one after another, and in the blink of an eye, there was a pile of corpses in the courtyard of the martial arts hall.
Only Wang Ji was left with his limbs broken, lying on the ground powerlessly, looking at the approaching figure in horror:
"Why...how do you still have such a strong blood?"
Jiang Ming's eyes are indifferent: "A frog at the bottom of a well, how can you know how big the sky is...you can't imagine how powerful a first-class warrior is."
Puff~
He picked up Wang Ji's long knife, put his backhand in his chest, and nailed him to the ground.
Zhao Hong's mood fluctuated, and he looked in shock at this master who killed several second-rate warriors in a blink of an eye, as if he had only met him for the first time.
"Zhao Hong, this method... is stronger or weaker than your immortal cultivator's spell?" Jiang Ming walked back and asked with a smile.
Zhao Hong just came back to his senses, pondered for a moment, and said seriously: "If the distance is more than ten feet away, the immortal cultivator will surely win... But if it is within five feet, the immortal cultivator below the third level of Qi training may be defeated by the first-class Warrior kills."
"Of course, if the cultivator is caught by surprise, it will be very difficult for the warrior to stop the attack..."
Jiang Ming nodded slightly. It seems that his cultivation level as an immortal cultivator is only slightly higher than that of first-class warriors.
Based on this calculation, a cultivator must reach the ninth level of Qi training before he can reach the level of a master...
"It seems that this road of martial arts really cannot be let go. If you encounter a cultivator in the future, you may be able to make great achievements by surprise."
Jiang Ming thought about it for a while, and looked at Zhao Hong: "From now on, as a teacher, I will go to pursue the road of immortality, and I will leave this Fuhu martial arts gym to you. How to manage it depends on your luck." ..."
Zhao Hong's eyes were slightly red, and he bowed and cupped his fists: "Master, have a good journey!"
"A big man travels all over the world, why should he be so childish!"
Jiang Ming patted Zhao Hong on the shoulder. Although the original purpose was to plot against Zhao Hong, after decades, this guy has a kind heart.
"Hehe, let's go, go..."
Jiang Ming's voice dissipated in the wind, and only Zhao Hong was left looking at the mess in the courtyard with a blank look, and stroked the exercises in his arms, then sighed and started to clean...
On the deserted dirt road, Jiang Ming rode an old horse, swaying slowly.
"Those who practice martial arts ask immortals, and those who cultivate immortals come to learn martial arts... interesting, interesting!"
Jiang Ming smiled and gradually disappeared at the end of the path...
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Spring goes and autumn comes, time flies.
Year after year, infants and children grow into old people and turn into a pile of loess, and many stories of the past are also scattered with the wind like loess.
After seven or eight years, Jiang Ming finally broke through the bottleneck of the fourth level of Qi training and stepped into the fifth level of Qi training with the help of the rich spiritual energy in the three spirit stones.
Ten years later, Jiang Mingzhen reached the peak of the fifth level of Qi training, but no matter what, he could not break into the sixth level of Qi training...
"It seems that we have to wait for the medicine king to appear!"
Atop a steep and lonely peak that is rarely seen by people, Jiang Ming moved his mind, and a dark blue flying sword hovered around him, flexible and elegant, like an arm commanding...
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Cloud country.
Seventy years of Dayun's calendar~IndoMTL.com~Dayun City has become more and more prosperous, surpassing the former old capital, and becoming the power center of Yunguo.
No one mentions the Yan Kingdom anymore, even the six great master families that were once incomparably brilliant have returned to ashes and dust, and no one mentions it anymore.
However, times of the world change and dynasties change, but some things exist forever.
The Liu family.
Dayun Kingdom's new generation of master family, the top power in the sky, even the royal family has to be courteous.
In the Liu family courtyard.
Liu Huaji, the patriarch of the Liu family, stood with his hands behind his back, looking at a small scarlet grass in front of him, and said calmly, "How many plants have you found this month?"
96.
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