Immortal, I Only Practice Forbidden Techniques

Chapter 121 A First Look at the Immortal World

"My name is Zhao Hong. I have never learned martial arts, but I am very strong. I beg Master Li to accept me..."

A thin young man said respectfully, and handed over two taels of silver to the burly man with gray temples in front of him.

The old god Jiang Ming was sitting on a grand teacher's chair, smiled and did not move, while Wang Ji beside him hurriedly stepped forward to take the silver, and said in a solemn voice:

"Master collects money from you not for making money, but for the equipment and secret medicines you need to practice martial arts on a daily basis, and you need money to buy them..."

"I understand, I understand, thank you senior brother for your guidance!"

Zhao Hong nodded and bowed respectfully, and offered Jiang Ming some apprentice tea before standing aside.

Jiang Ming taught Zhao Hong and other newly recruited disciples the basic training method of Fuhu Fist. After saying something casually, he got up and left.

"Zhao Hong..."

In the secret room, Jiang Ming murmured the name in his heart, and his expression was a little strange.

This Zhao Hong was that strange man who was suspected of cultivating immortals back then. He had worked on the dock for ten years, keeping a low profile and not causing trouble, and seemed to be planning to live for a long time.

Therefore, Jiang Ming also prepared a lot of places for Zhao Hong, such as blacksmith shop, hunting animal farm, and medicine hall and medical center, all of which are available...

I didn't expect to come here to learn martial arts in the end.

"It's really interesting for a cultivator to come here to learn martial arts!"

"But no matter what, it still fell into my pot, and it's not a waste of effort..."

Jiang Ming smiled. He had sensed that the Spiritual Qi in Zhao Hong's body was indeed a cultivator, but his aura seemed to be no stronger than his own. It should be a Qi Refining early stage rookie .

And these years, Jiang Ming's sealing and sealing practice has achieved initial results. After using it on himself, he can perfectly seal his own Spiritual Qi without leaking it... but he is not afraid that the rookie of the other party will find anything.

"Could it be something wrong with his body? Or he dare not return to practice Immortal World... Want to learn martial arts to make a living?"

Jiang Ming guessed in his heart, but there was no result, so he simply didn't guess. Since this guy fell into the own martial arts gym, there would be plenty of time to talk slowly.

"Don't be too impatient, you have to be patient when fishing..."

Jiang Ming's eyes were calm, and he continued to close his eyes and began to practice. Although the Spiritual Qi refined by the Blood Spiritual Art is thinner and thinner compared to the third level of Qi Refining, it is still better than nothing.

In this world, being able to cultivate is not bad, how can I ask for so much...

"If it's time to practice Immortal World, the speed of cultivation should be improved." Jiang Ming muttered.

No wonder there are almost no immortal cultivators in this world. Even without the terrifying rules of the world, no one would want to come to this place where the spiritual Qi is exhausted...

Previously, Jiang Ming wanted to go all the way to the ninth floor of Qi Refining, and then go to Immortal World, but judging from the current progress of cultivation, even if it takes a few more decades, it will be like the fifth or sixth floor of Qi Refining at most, and then go up. I'm afraid it is no longer possible to breakthrough by relying on time...

"I don't know if the king of medicine can be of any use!" Jiang Ming thought of the outbreak of Spiritual Qi decades later, and was also slightly looking forward to it.

...

Time flies, Jiang Ming continues to maintain the rhythm of Life, training, teaching boxing, entertainment...

In the Fuhu Martial Arts Academy, Zhao Hong is quite able to endure hardships. He learns boxing in the martial arts gym during the day and works at the docks to earn tuition fees at night. However, the Talent is average, and it took more than three years to become a Practitioner.

"It seems that training martial arts has nothing to do with cultivating talents..."

Jiang Ming stared at Zhao Hong and the others who were practicing boxing in the courtyard. He also felt amused. He continued to shake his head and looked at the book in his hand.

"Senior brother, what kind of books does the Master read every day?" A disciple suddenly asked with his eyes rolling.

"Hmph, don't think about crooked ways...you can't get the books the Master reads!" Wang Ji snorted coldly. Over the past ten years, he has also become a second-rate practitioner and has made a great name in Heyuan Mansion.

Those disciples were stunned immediately and dared not speak any more.

Zhao Hong stood in the corner, his eyes moved, and he secretly remembered the conversation between the two of them...

Jiang Ming caught a glimpse of the guy who almost had his thoughts written on his face from the corner of his eye, and he also covered his face and sighed, how did you survive in repairing the Immortal World...

...

Another ten years have passed.

Zhao Hong is actually a late bloomer, and gradually surpassed many seniors, and finally stepped into the second-rate Practitioner, becoming the second senior of the Fuhu Martial Arts Gym, and the owner Li Si is getting older, and almost all major events in the martial arts gym are represented by Wang Ji.

However, although Wang Ji's prestige is not small, he still respects Li Si on the surface, because the first-class Martial Dao method in Li Si's hands has not been passed on to any of his disciples.

And Zhao Hong and other disciples often see the curator lying on a bamboo chair, with gray hair, looking up at the sky with blank eyes...

In a small tavern, many martial arts disciples gathered to eat and drink, chatting casually.

"Master is afraid that breakthrough Martial Dao is hopeless!"

"Oh, Martial Dao is hard, Master's heart is probably exhausted, reading those weird books every day..."

After so many years, the disciplines in the martial arts gym have gradually and unconsciously learned what books the master of the martial arts is reading.

They are all kinds of grotesque ancient books, which record fairy tales about being able to fly to the sky and escape from the earth, as well as things like refining longevity pills...

"A top-notch Practitioner has finally fallen into such a situation, pinning his hopes on some illusory fairy...It's ridiculous!" Wang Ji said indifferently, and he simply didn't pretend to be in a place that Li Si couldn't see. .

Now Wang Ji has stood at the pinnacle of the second-rate, and his strength is extremely terrifying. He only needs a first-rate Martial Dao's method to break into the first-rate.

And Li Si's Blood Qi is now in decline, and he hasn't fought for a long time. If the two really fight, they don't know who will win.

The other disciples fell silent for a moment. Now everyone can see that Wang Ji's power is becoming more and more terrifying. If he waits for a few more years, the Master still doesn't teach him the first-class Martial Dao method... No one can say for sure what will happen. .

"Zhao Hong, you and I have a toast!" Wang Ji said suddenly, staring at Zhao Hong with burning eyes.

Zhao Hong sighed softly in his heart, but with a flattering smile on his face, he clinked glasses with Wang Ji and drank it down in one gulp.

Only then did Wang Ji smile, and a ruthless look flashed in his eyes, old guy...don't blame me for being rude if you don't pass on my Cultivation Technique.

Drinking away...

late at night.

Zhao Hong was lying in the dark room, but he couldn't fall asleep. What should I do... I also need the first-class Martial Dao method.

"With Wang Ji's character, if he gets a first-class method, he will definitely not pass it on to me!"

"But it's almost impossible to ask for it from the Master, unless...unless..."

Zhao Hong struggled with his eyes, but finally resisted the impulse.

the next day.

Jiang Ming watched Zhao Hong step into the martial arts hall with bloodshot eyes, raised his eyebrows, and said nothing.

bang bang bang!

Heavy footsteps sounded, Wang Ji suddenly walked up to him, and said solemnly:

"Master, I have been at the peak of the second-rate for several years, and I am sure to go further!"

The old god Jiang Ming was there, and said casually: "Wait a little longer, wait a little longer, the foundation must be laid more firmly before we can go further..."

Wang Ji blushed, turned and left without saying a word.

Jiang Ming stared at the guy's back with a complex expression, as if he was feeling sentimental.

And in his heart, he sighed secretly, wait a little longer, daddy's goal has not been achieved yet, don't be in such a hurry to die...

In the corner of the courtyard, Zhao Hong stared at Master's complex expression for a long time with what he thought was a hidden gaze, and his gaze gradually became firm... It seemed that he had finally made up his mind.

"Huh?" Jiang Ming stared at the book in his hand, as if he suddenly saw something interesting, showing a very comforting smile...

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Two days later, in the evening.

Jiang Ming lay on the bamboo chair, read the last page of the book in his hand, got up and prepared to go home from get off work.

Zhao Hong looked around and found that Wang Ji didn't come today, so he finally got overwhelmed and strode up to Jiang Ming, saying in a deep voice:

"Master, I have something to ask you!"

brush~

A group of eyes immediately watched over.

Although this Zhao Hong is the second senior brother, he is extremely low-key on weekdays and never took the initiative to find Master...

"Huh? What's the matter, tomorrow, oh no... we'll talk about it in a few days!" Jiang Ming waved his hand and walked out impatiently.

Zhao Hong suddenly became anxious, he had already taken this step today, if he didn't get something, he would be reported to Wang Ji by other disciples, that would be terrible.

With this in mind, he gritted his teeth, suddenly took out a thin booklet from his pocket, and handed it to Jiang Ming: "Please read, Master."

Jiang Ming seemed to be full of doubts, he frowned and looked at it casually.

After only reading a few lines, Jiang Ming looked "shocked", then suddenly raised his head, and looked at Zhao Hong in "shock".

"this is……"

Immediately after, Jiang Ming seemed to think of something, quickly restrained his expression, took Zhao Hong's arm, and went excitedly to the inner courtyard of the martial arts hall.

The other disciples were at a loss, not understanding what happened...

And a few people looked at each other secretly, they all saw the uneasiness in each other's eyes, and they all left quickly, looking for Wang Ji who didn't come today...

In the inner courtyard of the martial arts hall, in a quiet room.

Jiang Ming held the book tightly in his hand, and looked at Zhao Hong excitedly: "Where did you get this thing? Is this the legendary formula for cultivating immortals?"

Zhao Hong straightened his body, took a deep breath, and looked at Jiang Ming calmly, as if he had the momentum of "I finally stopped pretending, and I'm going to have a showdown with you today".

"Master, what I'm going to say may shock you, please don't spread it..." Zhao Hong said in a deep voice.

Jiang Ming nodded quickly, feeling very relieved in his heart, apprentice, you finally spoke, Master has been waiting for decades...

Zhao Hong looked at Jiang Ming and paused every word: "Actually, I... am a cultivator!"

"W-what? You...you are a cultivator?"

On Jiang Ming's face, there were shock, awe, complexity, suspicion... all kinds of expressions were intertwined, and he felt that if he was competing for the Oscar at this moment, he would definitely win an award.

Zhao Hong nodded heavily: "I was chased and killed by my enemies and strayed into this place. Although I killed my enemies, I deeply feel that cultivating the Immortal World is dangerous and difficult. I don't want to go back anymore. I want to survive in this place where there are no immortal cultivators..."

"I came to Master to learn martial arts, and I also want to find a good way to live!"

Jiang Ming opened his mouth, I haven't even asked yet, you pour beans too fast...

After a long time, Jiang Ming seemed to "calm down" and said suspiciously:

"You can't be the Master of lies, can you? Can you cast a magic spell and let me see?"

Zhao Hong shook his head: "There is no Spiritual Qi in this world, and it will obliterate all immortal cultivators who cast spells. My enemy died under such rules."

Jiang Ming's body trembled, and then he said in a lonely way: "Then it's useless to use the method of cultivating immortals."

"That's not the case. As long as the Master goes to the depths of the red pine snowfield, if he can meet the outside immortal cultivators guarding there, he may be able to obtain immortal fate, and then he can go to the Immortal World to practice freely..."

Zhao Hong said slowly: "But this disciple wants to remind the Master that cultivating the Immortal World is much more dangerous than here, so you must be cautious."

"What's the danger? I haven't encountered too many dangers..." Jiang Ming seemed very excited: "Since there is such a fairy road, the old man must go there."

Then he flipped through the booklet with trembling hands, and looked at Zhao Hong suspiciously after a while: "However, your method of cultivating immortals says that there are Qi Refining, Foundation Establishment and other Realms, but why is there only three layers of Qi Refining in this booklet?" The method of cultivation..."

Zhao Hong blushed: "Master, Master, I want first-class Martial Dao method."

Jiang Ming's face was serious, and he almost couldn't hold back the laughter... What the hell, how can you talk and do things like this, and you still blush...

"Sigh, there must be a reason why this guy doesn't want to go back to repairing Immortal World." Jiang Ming was speechless.

He stared at Zhao Hong faintly, and said in a deep voice: "If I give you the first-class Martial Dao method, even if you give me the complete method of cultivating immortals, it's not enough. I can't practice without Spiritual Qi here, and the methods of cultivating immortals are of little value." .”

"I still have two...no, three Spirit Stones, all for you, Master!" Zhao Hong seemed to be desperate: "Anyway, I don't plan to go back to repairing Immortal World, and I will give you all these...three Spirit Stones You can buy a lot of things while repairing Immortal World."

"Is there any more?" Jiang Ming frowned, seemingly hesitating.

"No, I can't afford a storage ring, and I can't carry too many things with me. It's a pity that I lost my Flying Sword when I was running for my life...or I can give it to the Master."

Zhao Hong shook his head regretfully.

Jiang Ming coughed lightly.

"That's how it is..." Jiang Ming immediately sighed: "I think you have a good character these years, hmph...much better than that dog. It's not bad to pass on this first-rate method to you."

"Thank you Master, thank you Master!" Upon hearing this, Zhao Hong was overjoyed and bowed to thank him again and again.

"In addition, tell me about what it's like to repair the Immortal World. If I go, I can't look black..." Jiang Ming said intentionally or unintentionally.

He put the thin book on the side of the table long ago, and the first page was blown up by the wind, revealing the three big characters "Wu Yuan Jue" faintly.

Jiang Ming complained in his heart, it seems that this five-yuan formula is indeed worth five yuan when he is repairing Immortal World...

His true purpose was revealed at this moment.

He worked so hard to find the living cultivators, not for the Cultivation Technique, but for the latest information about the Immortal World.

He didn't want to imagine that when he first crossed this world, he would be robbed of his wealth as soon as he appeared...

Zhao Hong scratched his head in embarrassment, and said: "Xiu Immortal World is vast, and no one knows how big it is. Compared with it, this world is like a water drop and a vast ocean. The area I know is only ten thousand miles in radius. knew……"

"Then let's talk about the radius of ten thousand li." Jiang Ming laughed.

Zhao Hong nodded, and said slowly: "Outside the Chisong Snowfield, there is a vast land called the Northern Territory. Almost no one knows how big it is. It is rumored that ordinary cultivators will never reach the end of their lives..."

"And the place where I live is called Yu Kingdom, which rules over thousands of miles of land, but the rumors are still just a drop in the ocean for the northern border!"

"In the Feather Kingdom, there are many sect cultivators big and small, but I'm just a minor cultivator on the third floor of Qi Refining, so I'm naturally not seen by others, and I haven't had much contact with those legendary cultivator sects, so I can only stay in one Rogue Cultivators all year round. The place where people live together is called Xiaoqianshan, there is a Golden Core cultivator sitting there, and it is peaceful on weekdays..."

Zhao Honglin said a lot, so that Jiang Ming finally had some preliminary understanding of the mysterious Immortal World.

In Zhao Hong's narration, Jiang Ming also knew that the Fire Lotus Valley was a power of cultivators close to the Chisong Snowfield, and there was also a Golden Core seated in it. Medicine and refining are the main business, and they are mainly sold to the territory of Yu Country.

"Master, if it is possible for you, you must try to join the real cultivating sect, that is the place where you can make a fortune!" Zhao Hong said sincerely.

"Joining is great, why don't I go..." Jiang Ming thought to himself, if he wanted to stay in the Rogue Cultivators, although it might be a bit messy, it was more suitable for Jiang Ming to hide, changing every few tens or hundreds of years Identity, no one will pay attention.

But on the surface, he still smiled wryly: "I'm nearly a hundred years old now, and my Blood Qi has started to decline, so how can I join Xiuxian Sect after I go..."

"That's not the case!" Zhao Hong said solemnly: "Although the aptitude of immortal martial arts cannot be generalized, but being able to become a master of Martial Dao from various places where Spiritual Qi is exhausted shows that understanding and perseverance are extraordinary. There are many such people, They are all repairing the Immortal World to shine!"

Jiang Ming nodded expressionlessly, but smiled awkwardly in his heart. It's a pity that my Martial Dao aptitude is not very good, and I got it by opening the forbidden technique.

Seeing that Jiang Ming didn't seem to believe it, Zhao Hong suddenly thought of something and said: "I heard that a hundred years ago, there seemed to be a genius who cultivated immortality, who walked out of the small world of Master, and was led away by a powerful Power. My place of Rogue Cultivators has gone crazy, I know there are still legends..."

"His name... seems to be Zhou Pingshi?"

Jiang Ming was taken aback for a moment, and then said, "Isn't that the Marquis of Yan Kingdom back then?"

"It's him!" Zhao Hong said hastily: "I only came to this world to know that that person has such a great reputation here."

Jiang Ming calculated the time, but it didn't feel right. Marquis Wu had participated in the incident in Yunmeng Mountain decades ago, how could he be taken away by the cultivator Power a hundred years ago?

"Could it be that... he became a Great Master when he was young, and after he broke into Xiu Immortal World and worshiped under Power, he returned to become Marquis of Yan Kingdom?"

Jiang Ming was secretly startled, thinking that Dr. Sun once said that Marquis Wu was suspected to be a pawn of his great enemy...

"Looking at it now, maybe it's true!"

"It seems that old man Sun's spirit-forbidden seal really cannot be used in front of people in the future..."

Jiang Ming murmured to himself, this week Pingshi is the pig's foot template, maybe he can become a Great Master faster than Yunmengshan's withered bones, he is a true peerless genius...

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