As An Immortal, I Only Learn Forbidden Skills Chapter 45: 0 Rentu, Wei Yan

Squeak~

Jiang Ming pushed the door open and entered, standing in the courtyard, the shallow pit under his feet was extremely familiar, it was left by practicing Fuhu Fist back then.

On the treetops, there were bursts of cicadas singing... At this time last year, Jiang Ming brought cicada monkeys, wine and meat, and came here to learn martial arts from old Zhou Tou, but now things are different.

When the people in the room heard the movement, they hurried out. They were taken aback when they saw Jiang Ming, and then their eyes turned red.

"Brother Ming..."

Jiang Ming looked at Zhou Wenxiu. The once cheerful and immature girl had only passed a few months... There was a little more maturity between her eyebrows and eyes, and there were many scars on her exposed arms and wrists, which looked like Being whipped...

Jiang Ming knew that this girl must have suffered a lot in the city, but this is the only way for people at the bottom to grow up, and no one can take it for her.

Some people are born in the clouds, some people are born in hell, not only have to struggle in hell, but also bear the ridicule and oppression of those sitting in the clouds...

Thousands of words have come to my lips, only one sentence remains:

"Is there too much rice, give me a bowl..."

Gritting her teeth and nodding her head, Zhou Wenxiu hurriedly ran into the house...it took a while to come out again, bringing dry noodles and boiled wild vegetables to Jiang Ming with red eyes.

Sitting on a low bench, Jiang Ming ate and drank as if he had been hungry for days, and finally burped with great satisfaction.

"You ate all my cakes..." Zhou Wenxiu sat opposite Jiang Ming, with her elbows on her knees, and she held her head in her hands and said angrily.

Jiang Ming couldn't help but smile, at this time Zhou Wenxiu had some aura from before.

"Anyway, I didn't bring any money..." Jiang Ming stood up and said with a smile, "How about I teach you how to practice boxing and pay for your meal...?"

When old Zhou Tou was alive back then, he never taught his granddaughter how to practice boxing, for fear that she would ruin herself.

But Lao Zhou didn't understand that the morals of this world are not afraid that you will fail in practice, but that you will be too weak... By the time Lao Zhou understood this truth, it was already too late.

Zhou Wenxiu was also stunned when she heard the words, and then bent her legs and was about to kneel on the ground.

Jiang Ming picked her up quickly, shook his head and said, "You cook for me, and I'll teach you how to practice boxing. No one owes anyone... If you give me another kowtow, should I kowtow you back again? Playing worship..."

Zhou Wenxiu blushed suddenly.

Jiang Ming coughed lightly, and comforted her, "Don't be shy... From now on, as long as I'm in town, I'll cook three meals a day... Don't miss one meal!"

Zhou Wenxiu was stunned.

"Why are you in a daze, let's start...the first form, the tiger sits on the mountain!" Jiang Ming recalled what the old Zhou Tou taught him, and said slowly: "This is the fundamental technique of Fuhuquan..."

A moment later.

The fist wind in the small courtyard whistled, just like back then...

……

Go up the mountain to collect herbs, go down the mountain to teach boxing...

In the blink of an eye, it will be three months later.

The sky is full of yellow leaves, and the cold wind is bleak.

In front of the hut in the mountain, a chubby tiger stared at the human by the river, with its tail tightly clamped behind it... The aura of that human was getting more and more terrifying. I'm flying away...

Beside the river, Jiang Ming's boxing is full of wind, he does what he wants, he is no longer limited to moves... But it is still quite organized, as smooth as flowing clouds and flowing water, without any disorder.

"The momentum of the fierce tiger is almost complete, and the blood is about the same, but the 'tiger artistic conception' is still intangible..." Jiang Ming shook his head lightly.

Since he went down the mountain to buy a few big packs of medicinal materials last time, he has been drinking three bowls of them every day. And the blood energy gradually increased to the extreme.

Today's Jiang Ming is considered a third-rate master, plus he is not afraid of being cut or stabbed, if he fights to the death... unless a second-rate warrior like Guan Feng makes a move, he will be invincible in Dayun Mansion.

However, from the third-rate to the second-rate, it is more about precipitation and comprehension. It is no longer possible to break through through hard work. I don't know how many third-rate warriors are stuck here all their lives.

Jiang Ming is ready to be stuck at this bottleneck in three to five years or even longer...

"Calculating the time, it's time for Guan Headhunter and the others to enter the mountain, to join in the fun..." He then said to himself.

In the past few months, although Jiang Ming has not been involved in the affairs of the Liehuzhuang branch, he still sometimes participates in the hunting when headhunters Guan lead a team to hunt.

The founder of the Bullhide and Tiger Bone Jue originally created this method by imitating the posture of a bull and a fierce tiger. In the fight with a fierce tiger, it is also of great benefit to understand the meaning of the fierce tiger...

"Hey, it's a pity that although there is one at home, it can't be used for fighting, but it has to be kept as a guard..." Jiang Ming glanced at the fat tiger under the eaves, shook his head, raised a fine iron short knife and Leaving the wooden house, he went to the depths of the forest.

"What do human beings look at me..." Fat Tiger, who had not yet opened his mind, was at a loss, and suddenly felt his chrysanthemum tighten.

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In the depths of Yunmeng Mountain.

Jiang Ming joined Guan Feng and the others at a rest point.

"Huh? Huang Xiaoying didn't come today?" Jiang Ming raised his eyebrows. He remembered that the girl had never missed every hunt since she passed the Tiger Hunting Team assessment.

Fang Lie shook his head, sighed and said: "She just felt **** a few days ago, I was happy for her, but I didn't expect that she packed up her bag and left the next day, saying that she was sorry for everyone, she came here The only purpose is to learn martial arts for free, and now that the purpose has been achieved, I will leave..."

Jiang Ming wondered: "Since you are learning martial arts, why don't you continue to learn, and just feel the blood energy and be satisfied?"

Fang Lie shook his head, expressing his ignorance.

Guan Feng was sitting under a big tree with his eyes closed to rest~IndoMTL.com~Suddenly said: "The only requirement of the Cangshan Army's team to break the city is to sense the blood."

"Cangshan Army?" Everyone was shocked when they heard this.

Jiang Ming was also stunned and couldn't believe it.

The Cangshan Army is the rebel army that broke through the three prefectures in the north. Now the leader is the self-proclaimed King of Cangshan, and the momentum is in full swing, continuously attacking the city...

Among the Cangshan Army, a city-breaking team is the most famous, and it is frightening. It once set a record of breaking through the city in three hours.

In the beginning, the city breaking team was composed of people who practiced martial arts. Later, the power grew, and the standard was raised to the point where blood energy must be sensed...

It's just that everyone, including Jiang Ming, can't believe that that low-key and honest Huang Xiaoying is going to join the rebels?

"She came to look for me the day she left..." Guan Feng said indifferently: "Her family is in Qinglin Mansion to the north of Dayun Mansion. The family offended the official and was killed cleanly. The ten-year-old woman was not spared... Only she escaped with her life and arrived at Dayun Mansion."

"She has only one obsession in life, and that is to enter the Qinglin Mansion and kill the official who killed her family..."

Everyone was silent.

After a long time, someone sighed: "This **** world..."

Suddenly, a voice sounded from the front:

"Yeah, this **** world!"

Several figures slowly walked out of the jungle and appeared in front of everyone.

"Who are you?" Peng Luteng stood up with a look of wariness.

On the opposite side, a young man who looked to be only about 20 years old walked slowly to the front and said with a faint smile:

"Wei Yan!"

"What? Are you that... Bairentu?"

On the side of Liehuzhuang, there was a sudden exclamation.