Immortal, I Only Practice Forbidden Techniques

Chapter 102 Returning from the Sea

On the calm sea, a fishing boat floated unhurriedly. Under the afterglow of the setting sun, a small figure sat in the boat, like a dark statue.

"This rowing... is really a technology job!"

Jiang Ming stared blankly, letting the fishing boat drift with the current.

The big families in Dongyuan Mansion are quiet, and Jiang Ming doesn't bother to pay attention to them for the time being... He heard that there are many islands in the sea, so he wanted to buy a fishing boat and paddle slowly to an uninhabited island like a hidden master On the Internet, he immersed himself in the study of blood spirit skills, but he did not expect to overestimate his own technology.

"It's really not easy to play a little more forcefully... I don't want to play anymore!"

Looking around, he didn't find any traces of ships... Jiang Ming simply threw away the oars, blood in his hands, and slapped the sea behind him.

boom……

As the waves surged, the boat shot out like an arrow flying off the string, leaving a long white trail on the sea.

"Fortunately, the boat I bought is strong enough!"

Seeing that this method worked, Jiang Ming was also happy, slapping the surface of the sea, like a rookie flopping in the swimming pool, speeding away towards the distance...

After passing through many islands along the way, Jiang Ming finally found an isolated island with precipitous terrain and jagged rocks... There are still reefs faintly visible on the beach, and ordinary fishermen would never stop here.

"It's you!" Jiang Ming's eyes lit up.

Slowly rowing the fishing boat to the sea, Jiang Ming flipped over the boat directly, holding the boat with both hands, the blood burst out from under his feet, and even the boat and man jumped up, spanning tens of feet, and landed on a shoal.

Boom!

Jiang Ming put the boat down and began to move things out of the cabin:

Tea and rice noodles, salted dried fruit, story books, axes and iron hoes, rice and vegetable seeds...

Cultivation belongs to practice, and there is no lack of fun in life. You can set up a piece of land by yourself, drink tea, cook, and plow the fields. You don’t have to worry about your livelihood or your future... This kind of small life is really not too comfortable.

"No anxiety, no introversion, no insomnia... This is the comfort of longevity..."

After hiding the boat and finding a cave to store all kinds of items, Jiang Ming began to inspect the isolated island, and suddenly felt like he was Robinson Crusoe...

A few days later, Jiang Ming chose a place with water and shade on a hillside in the island, and cut down wood to build a sturdy log cabin. Then he put all the things in, and made some tables and chairs. The bed is considered to be initially settled down.

"Hey... we immortals, don't worry about just standing out!" Jiang Ming reclined on the rocking chair he made himself, drinking tea slowly.

Spend another half a month cultivating farmland and planting crops, and jumping into the sea naked when bored, catching fish and making soup...

"Another calm day!"

One morning, Jiang Ming got up with his butt naked and stretched his waist. Looking at the cloudless sky, he finally decided to start practicing Xueling Gong.

Although Jiang Ming does not have the method of cultivating immortals, according to his experience of eating upgraded medicinal materials and Chen Dongfeng's performance... this so-called Spiritual Qi also has a great effect on accumulating Blood Qi and tempering the body.

"If the physical body can continue to be strengthened, even the spells of the immortal cultivators can't break through my defense... Wouldn't it be possible to be comparable to the immortal cultivators as a Practitioner?"

Jiang Ming thought to himself, thinking that this is not impossible... But this road probably has a lot of shackles, otherwise, if the immortal cultivator who died in the Yunmeng Mountain Ze used this method to strengthen his physical body when the Spiritual Qi gushed out, how could he still be able to do so? Afraid of being besieged by the Great Master?

"Anyway... let's practice first!"

Anyway, his physical body is far from reaching its peak now, and the Great Master realm is not so good for breakthrough... The only way to improve his strength is to strengthen his physical body.

Recalling the method of breathing and the art of blood energy movement in the blood spirit art, Jiang Ming immediately began to try to practice...

For the first time, no Spiritual Qi was born!

The second time, it failed.

the third time……

The old god Jiang Ming is here, and he is not in a hurry. He has a good grasp of his own aptitude, and he has to rely on forbidden techniques to practice martial arts faster than those talented Practitioners.

This blood spiritual skill is obviously beyond the scope of Martial Dao, it belongs to the thaumaturgy of the immortal cultivator, if he can quickly comprehend it with his aptitude, then unless the sun came out from the west...

"Ten times...Okay, try again tomorrow!" Jiang Ming drew on the ground, rested and lay flat when the time came, and dangled to water the own vegetable seedlings.

After more than a month...

In the early morning of this day, Jiang Ming Lotus Position sat on a smooth boulder on the edge of the cliff, and the waves below slapped the cliff, making a loud crash.

"It's the tenth time again..."

Jiang Ming is familiar with the road, just like walking the process, half of his buttocks are ready to lift up, and he will leave immediately when the time is up.

hum~

Suddenly, a strange and familiar force was born in his body.

Jiang Ming sat back on his butt immediately, with a look of surprise on his face: "It's done?"

"This is... Spiritual Qi?"

A lock of Jiang Ming's hair was slightly gray, and then recovered quickly, as if nothing had happened.

And his focus is on a trace of strange power born in the body, which is almost the same as the upgraded medicinal material breath back then, but it is more pure and contains almost no trace of Impurities.

Jiang Ming tried to use this strand of Spiritual Qi to accumulate a ball of Blood Qi, and immediately made the ball of Blood Qi shrink several times, but it became more condensed, and the contained power became much stronger...

"This is already the Blood Qi that was tempered to the limit by the upgraded medicinal materials, and now it can transform again!"

Jiang Ming is overjoyed, doesn't this mean that own strength can be greatly improved again...

"In this world... is there really a way to sanctify the flesh?"

Jiang Ming couldn't help being suspicious, he suddenly remembered the legend about the Marquis Zhou Pingshi after the turmoil of Xianyuan, there was news that he wanted to use Martial Dao to break through the ceiling of the Great Master peak, and breakthrough to a higher Realm.

"Perhaps... Marquis Wu followed a similar path?"

Jiang Ming's heart was shocked, Marquis Wu planned the Immortal Predestined Blood Case, if he got the greatest benefits from the immortal Immortal Cave, maybe he could really take that step...

Shackled by the Martial Dao breakthrough Great Master, stand above the Great Master!

"These geniuses are really enviable!"

Jiang Ming sighed, how could he be like me, with no talent or aptitude... Only by relying on forbidden techniques to open and hang, can he barely survive.

"You have achieved success in your practice, today you should congratulate...no more practice!" He used up a trace of Spiritual Qi he had cultivated, shook his arms and kicked his legs, and went back to the wooden house with his hands behind his back...

"The blood spirit skill has been completed... It's time to study another ancient book!"

Back in the house, he added firewood to boil the tea, and baked two stolen turtle eggs by the stove. Jiang Ming took out the Essay on Cultivation of Immortals that Chen Dongfeng studied back then, and read it from the beginning.

In the middle of the night, the bright moon rises from the sea.

In the wooden house, Jiang Ming closed the ancient book with a calm expression on his face.

He has actually read this ancient book several times, but the content in it is too scattered and random, so Jiang Ming can only read it over and over again, guessing the experience of the owner of this essay every time.

"Looking at the contents of this booklet, this immortal cultivator should be majoring in pill refining, and minoring in talisman making... except for several medicine pill and talisman formulas, the distribution of some medicinal materials in mountains and rivers, and a low-level fireball technique In addition, how many Medicine Pills are practiced every day, how many Spirit Stones are sold, and how many Spirit Stones are handed over to the boss... There are not many other contents..."

"It seems that he is also a very hard-working social animal who is cultivating Immortal World..."

"However, according to the scattered records, it can be inferred that the place where the cultivator once stayed should be a place where Rogue Cultivators gathered, and there is no great sect..."

"However, he mentioned the Chisong Snowfield. I don't know if he entered by mistake looking for medicine, or to avoid the enemy. In short, he came to this world..."

Jiang Ming couldn't help guessing, could it be that the Chisong Snowfield...is the gateway to Xiu Immortal World?

As for the location of the Rogue Cultivators where the cultivator stayed, and how far it was from the Chisong Snowfield, there was no news...

Jiang Ming shook his head. There is too little information in this booklet, so we can only gradually collect more information in the future...

Anyway, don't be in a hurry, first explore the road ahead, and then go to repair the Immortal World to be safe.

"Let's study this fireball technique."

Jiang Ming did not go to see the Medicine Pill and Talisman, both of which require a lot of spiritual material formulas, and the refining process requires the assistance of Spiritual Qi, and the Spiritual Qi refined by the Blood Spirit Art can only be used for self-cultivation and cannot be used Come to refine medicine and make talismans.

"It's a pity that Chen Dongfeng has a lot of ambitions, but it's just a waste of research..."

Jiang Ming had already browsed through Chen Dongfeng's yellow papers, which recorded his research on these pill recipes and several kinds of talismans, and he even wanted to study and try to refine them himself.

And there is no Spiritual Qi in this world, even though Chen Dongfeng thought of thousands of ways, he couldn't practice any of them...

However, Jiang Ming also understood his thoughts. Fireball, an immortal cultivation technique, needs to consume a lot of Spiritual Qi, which is the last thing normal Practitioners dare to try.

On the contrary, those Medicine Pills and talismans, if they can find some substitute materials and practice them into the same or even semi-finished products, it may be enough to play an amazing role in helping themselves...

It's a pity that Chen Dongfeng underestimated the pill recipe talisman for repairing Immortal World, and neither of them was successfully developed.

"However, although he failed, he can learn from the experience of various medicinal materials and material processing, proportioning, etc. when he returns to land. If he really gets involved in pill refining and talisman making in the future, he can also lay some foundations..."

When a doctor can sew banana peels to practice, I think this pill refining talisman is similar...

Jiang Ming thought for a moment, then temporarily put these two immortal cultivation skills behind him, and concentrated on studying the fireball technique.

"Although the fireball technique is the lowest level of immortal cultivation techniques, the power of spiritual fire contained in it is beyond the reach of ordinary practitioners. I just don't know if it will be suppressed by the world..."

Jiang Ming pondered for a moment, or decided to practice it first, so what if it is suppressed, can it crush me to death?

"However, without the Cultivation Technique, it's a little difficult to cultivate the Spiritual Qi that is only produced by Blood Qi..."

But what Jiang Ming is most afraid of is difficulties. If he can't practice in a day or two, in a year or two...or even in ten or twenty years, can't he practice...

"Blood Spirit Art, Fireball Art... go hand in hand!"

After setting up a training plan, Jiang Ming began to practice these two methods of Immortal World cultivation every day.

In addition, Jiang Ming did not stop at the entry of Martial Dao. He practiced various Fist Technique sword skills every day, and various Martial Dao skills became more and more sophisticated...

He slaughtered several Martial Dao families, collected a lot of formulas and Martial Skills, plus the formulas collected by the "nameless" over the years, Jiang Ming now masters a variety of Martial Dao methods, and now he just has time Sort it out and incorporate it into your own Martial Dao system.

In his spare time, Jiang Ming grows vegetables and flowers around the house...Occasionally he goes fishing in the sea, and spends a few days playing as a white strip in the waves...

...

Time flies, and the moss on the wooden house is getting thicker and thicker.

The wooden boat hidden on the shore is slowly decaying...

Eight years later.

Seaside cliffs.

Jiang Ming looked leisurely, wearing a tattered dress, and stood up tall.

"Have you finally reached the end of your training..."

Since two years ago, the progress of tempering Blood Qi and the physical body with the Spiritual Qi sacrificed by the Blood Spirit Art has been getting slower and slower... until today, it is finally difficult to make an inch.

He clenched his own fist, his current strength is more than ten times stronger than when he came to the isolated island at the beginning of the year. If he fights with Chen Dongfeng again, he may be smashed to pieces with one punch.

"Even the Great Master can't compare to me in terms of pure Blood Qi condensed..."

Jiang Ming murmured, now he, Martial Dao Realm is already comparable to Chen Dongfeng back then, even better, Martial Dao has an incomparably profound artistic conception, blood energy can change as one wishes, but the same, he still can't take that last step.

"The quantitative change has reached its limit, but the final qualitative change needs an opportunity, which cannot be achieved by just sitting down..."

"It's time to leave!"

He put a few important books in his arms, glanced back at the wooden house on the isolated island, the large farmland around it, and the big turtle lying in the distance slowly basking in the sun, shook his head, then turned and left.

A beautiful and quiet life is only short after all...

After many years, I don't know when I will come back... Maybe I will never come back again.

The boat on the shore was rotten, and Jiang Ming didn't build another one. After approaching the shoal, he jumped up...and landed steadily on the sea surface. force.

Half step Great Master, the use of blood energy has reached a state of perfection.

He stepped on the top of the waves, walking on the sea as if walking on flat ground, striding forward. Every step he took, he moved sideways for tens of feet, dragging a white mark behind him, and quickly approached the coast...

...

In the early morning, the world was pitch black.

Only the thin moonlight reflects some waves on the sea.

On the beach, several fishermen are arranging their nets, preparing for today's fishing trip.

A fisherman packed up his things and was about to board the boat, when he suddenly saw a small black spot on the sea in the distance, approaching quickly.

"Sharks? Seagulls? They don't even look alike..."

He murmured, seeing the black dot getting faster and faster and coming towards this side, he quickly called out to other fishermen, "Look, what is that?"

Hearing the words, everyone hurriedly looked in the direction he pointed, and saw a white wave mark trailing a long trail on the extremely dark sea, like a white lightning, shooting towards the coast rapidly.

"Is it a fishing boat? Impossible, sharks are not so fast..."

Everyone was in shock, they had never seen such a scene after fishing for so many years.

However, soon, horrified expressions appeared on their faces.

I saw that white mark approaching the shore, and the black spot in front of the white mark became more and more clear, and it vaguely looked...it turned out to be a person.

"This, how is this possible..."

All the fishermen were frightened and dumbfounded, watching the figure stepping on the sea. In the blink of an eye, they were approaching the beach. When their feet stepped on the water, they moved like birds and landed on the water. ashore.

A big man with vicissitudes was disheveled, his clothes were tattered, but his eyes were like torches, shining brightly in the darkness.

He glanced at these fishermen and said calmly, "What's the age?"

A few fishermen stammered, thinking that they had encountered an immortal from the outside world, a bold one said tremblingly:

"Reporting to Immortal, this is the Great Yan Dynasty, and this year is the fifteenth year of Jinglong!"

"Huh? The Kingdom of Yan has not yet been destroyed?" Jiang Ming was greatly surprised.

The fisherman hurriedly bowed and said, "To Immortal, the Feiyun Army, the Qingxuan Army, and the Xiaoyan Kingdom are now three-legged forces...there have been conquests for several years, and the world has been in chaos until now, and there has been no peace."

"I see……"

Jiang Ming was thoughtful, and left without looking back...

8000 is still enough, counting last night...nothing to say...ask for a monthly pass as usual!

(end of this chapter)