Immortal, I Only Practice Forbidden Techniques

Chapter 123 A hundred years has passed, and the medicine king reappeared

The sun is hot.

A young man was riding a donkey, wandering slowly on the official road.

"A hundred years has passed... Fire Cloud Grass has finally appeared again!"

In recent years, Jiang Ming has been paying attention to the news of Yunmeng Mountain through the intelligence channel of the unknown.

But he bought news with money as a Rivers and Lakes man, and never used his anonymous identity.

Even Miss Wang, the first generation leader of the Nameless One, is probably already gone. People and things in the past should be buried in the dust, so there is no need to appear...

"I'm afraid all the old friends from back then have disappeared..." Jiang Ming murmured.

A sigh passed away, and Jiang Ming's expression returned to calm. Time is the greatest existence, enough to kill everything. Now he can't even remember the faces of those people...

When the matter of Yunmeng Mountain was over, it was time for him to leave.

In the past few decades, the growth of his Cultivation Base has almost stagnated, and he is completely stuck at the fifth level of Qi Refining. However, the supporting spells in the Five Yuan Jue are all perfect in cultivation.

"Especially the Misty Rain Technique and Fire Control Technique, even those immortal cultivators from the outside world can't be more proficient than me..."

He lived in seclusion in the mountains and planted a lot of medicinal herbs. He used the Misty Rain Technique to evolve Spiritual Qi rain to irrigate them every day. Although the Spiritual Qi was thin, it was considered rain from heaven to these ordinary grasses, and their growth was extremely gratifying. Many old medicines with good medicinal properties have been bred...

The focus on practicing fire control is because Jiang Ming discovered that proficiency in fire control is also very helpful for the fireball technique, making the fireball more condensed and more powerful...

Over time, these two spells are proficient to the point of incomparable proficiency.

"If he was a real cultivator, I'm afraid he wouldn't concentrate so much on such low-level spells..." Jiang Ming smiled. If he had high-level spells, of course he would also like to practice them.

But he didn't...

Immediately, Jiang Ming looked at the city ahead, which already belonged to the territory of Yunguo: "Now that the King of Medicine is approaching, in this territory of Yunguo, you might meet a cultivator... It's better to stick a few layers of forbidden spirit seals to be on the safe side. "

As he said that, he quietly used the word "seal" and gave himself a few more blows to completely seal Dantian's aura. According to what Dr. Sun said, even a cultivator who is a Realm taller than him can perform any investigations. Even mystical techniques could not detect his aura.

What's more, in this world, no immortal cultivator would dare to cast spells indiscriminately...

"However, it's good to be safe!" Jiang Ming said to himself, and he put on a few seals with worry, until when he looked inside, he saw Dantian who looked like he had been pasted with a bunch of dog skin plasters, It's a satisfied stop.

Over the years, seal seals have become more and more proficient, but it is a pity that the next five seals are still not mastered. Maybe it is time to practice Immortal World to go further.

However, although the progress was not great, Jiang Ming also had a deeper understanding of the Forbidden Spirit Seal.

"I always feel that there are some things in common with this world. They are all severing and banning the Spiritual Qi... Maybe it is through this world that Dr. Sun came to Insight to create this forbidden spirit seal..."

"I don't know if he has survived until now!"

Jiang Ming sighed, and the donkey continued to walk forward slowly, taking a rest at a tea stand, and listening to the nonsense of people from Rivers and Lakes.

Such as what new Martial Dao Great Master was born, which sect was destroyed again...

As for Wuming and Zhang Shan, they have disappeared for decades... No one has mentioned them for a long time, and they have been thrown into the pile of old papers.

"Boss, have a bowl of wine!" A handsome girl sat down with a sword in her hand and shouted excitedly.

Beside him, an old man with half-white hair frowned, but he didn't dare to really stop him, so he could only sigh helplessly.

Jiang Ming glanced at the girl, then continued to drink.

The way the Blood Qi in that young man's body worked actually made Jiang Ming feel a little familiar... But he didn't intend to search for anything, because there are too many people who practice this method.

After a while, Jiang Ming set off on a donkey.

The girl was still watching with gusto: "Tong Bo, it's really interesting to ride a donkey through the Rivers and Lakes..."

...

Ping An County.

Jiang Ming walked in leading the donkey, and he could vaguely see the layout of the year, but there were more attic houses newly built, and the size of the county town also expanded a lot.

But Jiang Ming doesn't know anyone in the city...

Today, Jiang Ming doesn't feel too sad, like an outsider, watching all this calmly.

"Boss, a bowl of tongues!" Suddenly, a rough roar came from a street stall.

Jiang Ming turned his head and saw a few shabby old farmers and herbal pickers sitting on a simple street wine stall at the back of the alley, drinking a small bowl of wine with gusto. liquor.

Beside the stall, a young man with quick hands and feet was quickly selling wine to the guests, and then filled them with hot smoked tofu, poured fresh peppers on them, and from time to time, he happily chatted with these drinkers.

Jiang Ming looked at the beaming young man, and was in a daze for a moment, as if he saw the beaming A Fei again.

The scene of that young man with a rotten fishing net happily fishing in the river, pointing at the bald donkey and cursing, seems to be vivid in his memory...

The air was filled with the familiar aroma of wine, which finally aroused the thoughts deep in his memory, Jiang Ming slowed down and approached the wine stall.

"Boss, a bowl of tongue-tipping, a plate of smoked tofu!"

Jiang Ming tied the donkey to a tree, sat down on the food stand, and shouted proficiently.

"Okay!" The young stall owner responded loudly, and after a while, the food and wine were brought up. He was taken aback when he saw Jiang Ming, and then curiously said:

"Guest officer, you look a bit unfamiliar, why are you so familiar with my family's food and drink? I almost thought you were a regular customer..."

Jiang Ming smiled: "I heard that the tongue-running tea here is good to drink, so I just came to taste it today, it's really good!"

"Hey, this is my ancestral wine recipe. It is said that the Great Master once drank it..." The young man immediately praised himself loudly, causing the surrounding drinkers to burst into laughter.

Jiang Ming glanced at the wine bowl, smiled intentionally or unintentionally, and said, "I've heard that in the past, a bowl of wine could make people's whole body hot, but your bowl is a bit too small."

As soon as the words came out, the young stall owner hadn't spoken yet, but the drinkers around couldn't help but said: "This young man, you are from another place, you don't know the market here..."

"At the feet of the emperor, everything is very expensive. When I was a child, how many things could be bought with that penny. Now, hehehe..."

An old man with white hair shook his head and sighed.

"Yeah, our Ping'an County is getting better and better, but our life is getting worse and worse!" A seemingly honest herb picker also sighed heavily.

"You don't know that Ah Xing's ancestor also opened a restaurant in the county. I heard that it was very popular back then. Alas, it's a pity that the master of the arresting head took a fancy to it..."

"We poor people, don't try to make a fortune..."

The young stall owner named A Xing also looked a little lonely, but he quickly recovered and continued to manage the wine stall with a smile.

The drinkers also tacitly changed the topic, discussing the recent appearance of the Fire Cloud Grass in Yunmeng Mountain.

"This month, there are three plants..."

"Tsk tsk, if you really find one, secretly take it away and sell it elsewhere, maybe you can really make a lot of money..."

The gazes of the several herb pickers flickered, obviously they were all thinking.

Jiang Ming drank the wine silently, threw down a few copper coins, and walked away leading the donkey.

In the following days, he bought a small broken courtyard, lived in this Ping'an County in a low-key manner, practiced quietly every day, and went to Ah Xing's wine stall to drink some wine when he was free, and the two gradually became acquainted stand up.

And in Yunmeng Mountain, more and more people discovered Fire Cloud Grass, and Ping'an County gradually became bustling, with many strangers appearing, and Blood Qi flourishing one by one...

On this day, Jiang Ming was drinking at the wine stall again, eating smoked tofu slowly, when a surprise sound suddenly sounded beside him.

"A boy riding a donkey?"

Jiang Ming turned his head to look, and immediately raised his eyebrows. It was the delicate young girl he met at the Guandao tea stand that day, followed by the old man, staring at Jiang Ming vigilantly.

"Why are you here?" The girl sat across from Jiang Ming familiarly, and said with a smile, "Could it be that you are also here to find the King of Medicine?"

The old man behind the girl hurriedly stopped the girl from continuing.

But the girl said nonchalantly: "There's nothing to hide about this news, everyone will know it in a few days, and if it's so mysterious, no one will argue with us..."

The old man had black lines all over his head.

Jiang Ming smiled, and said calmly: "Who doesn't want to try their luck, maybe I hide in a ravine, and the medicine king will jump into my arms."

The girl's eyes lit up: "Hey, fellows, I think so too..."

"Get to know me, my name is Fang Zishuang, and this is Tongbo!" The girl introduced herself enthusiastically.

"Surname Fang?" Jiang Ming raised his head upon hearing the words, and stared at the girl for a moment...it really looks a bit like it.

He thought of that old friend who was trapped in Wuhou Mansion and gave up his ideals... Calculate the time, even if he is Master Martial Dao, he is almost at the end of his life now.

But back then, Marquis Wu's Mansion was in Dayun City, and the two people he met on the road came from Jiangnan Mansion in the south...

"It seems that decades have passed, and the once famous Marquis of Wu, Fang Lie, is not going very smoothly!"

Jiang Ming chuckled in his heart, but he was not interested in understanding these court disputes.

He hugged the cupped fist, and said seriously: "People are called the Great Sword King Five, so I'm here!"

"Pfft~"

Seeing his serious appearance, Fang Zishuang couldn't help laughing: "You are so young, what kind of nickname do you have... I advise you not to try your luck. It will be very dangerous to grab the medicine king when the time comes, and the Great Master may even bleed." dead."

Jiang Ming smiled without saying a word.

Tong Bo couldn't help but shook his head secretly, where did he come from, he was another cannon fodder...

"By the way, the wine here is really good!" Fang Zishuang introduced like an acquaintance, "I found it after a long search... I heard from my grandpa Zeng that when he was here, he often came to drink this wine." The bowl runs off the tongue, it is a first-class good wine!"

When Ah Xing brought the wine, Fang Zishuang couldn't wait to take a sip. She played in the military camp since she was a child, and drank a lot of spirits.

However, after taking a sip, Fang Zishuang's complexion suddenly froze, and then she frowned slightly: "This, this wine..."

"What's the matter? Not bad!" Ah Xing said loudly from a distance, his face full of pride.

"Gudong~"

Fang Zishuang swallowed hard, and quickly shouted: "It's really good!"

But she couldn't drink the rest of the wine no matter what... She was born in the family of Marquis Wu, and all she drank was peerless wine, never had she ever drank such bad wine.

Taking advantage of Ah Xing not paying attention, Jiang Ming quietly poured the wine in her bowl into the empty bowl of Own, and took a sip with a smile:

"The best wine is good not because of the taste, but because of the story... Your great-grandfather must have had a wonderful story when he was here..."

Fang Zishuang was full of confusion, is it like this?

...

Another few months passed, and the Fire Cloud Grass appeared more and more frequently.

The old people in the county finally remembered the legends they had heard in their vague memories.

There is a medicine king in the mountains!

The city gradually became agitated. Some herb collectors felt uneasy and felt that a catastrophe was imminent, so they slipped away in advance. Some people wanted to take this opportunity to fight for a chance to make a fortune...

"It's time to go into the mountains!"

Jiang Ming took his last sip of wine, looked around for no one, and bid farewell to Ah Xing who was cleaning up the dishes:

"I see that there are only two types of wine in your wine stall...I won't give you the money for today's wine, but I will give you a few wine orders!"

He took out a few folded pages from his pocket, pressed them under the wine bowl, got up and left.

At that time, Lao Jiangtou finally passed all the wine-making technology to A Fei, and Jiang Ming also learned a hand by the way...

"Hey, don't be so polite... just bring it next time if you don't have money!" Ah Xing shouted quickly, but when he got up, he couldn't find Wang Wu.

He walked to the table, saw the few pieces of paper, and opened them curiously.

"this is……"

His expression froze for a moment: "I seem to have heard my father mention these kinds of wine, and he sighed every time he mentioned them...Because grandpa died unexpectedly back then, and it has long been lost..."

"Who is this person?" Ah Xing raised his head in a daze, looking at the busy street...

...

Yunmeng Mountain.

Jiang Ming walked slowly in the forest, feeling the familiar atmosphere of the forest, and his mood was unprecedentedly relaxed.

From Yunmeng Mountain to Yunmeng Mountain.

"It's really interesting..."

It had just rained at this time, and a lot of mushrooms grew in the forest... Jiang Ming also got playful, picked a bunch of messy mushrooms in the forest, pocketed them in his clothes, and trotted all the way to the place in his memory The cave ran.

"It didn't collapse..."

Jiang Ming raised his eyebrows and got in.

There were even a few broken earthen pots and some plant ash in it, obviously this place is still the foothold of some people who enter the mountain.

Jiang Ming found the water source with ease, took a jar full of water, and began to cook mushroom soup that he hadn't had in decades in the cave.

"It's really nostalgic..." Jiang Ming let out a comfortable breath.

It's a pity that with the flourishing of Blood Qi, there is no villain in front of me anymore, but the meaning is missing...

...

Another ten days later.

"The medicine king appeared again?"

"Just ten miles to the south, many Practitioners have already left. I'm afraid it won't be able to escape this time."

In the forest, several Practitioners gathered together, all of them were full of excitement.

After a while, they all left and flew towards the south.

On a treetop tens of meters high, Jiang Ming stood quietly, shaking his head helplessly.

As early as a few days ago, Yao Wang had already appeared, but it was extremely slippery, and the mountains and forests were vast and boundless, even the Great Master was difficult to catch. Often when they rushed to the place where Yao Wang appeared, Yao Wang had already run away and disappeared.

Jiang Ming also traveled to several places, and he didn't even see Yao Wang's face, but he did meet many Practitioners from all over the world.

Jiang Ming didn't bother to confront them without seeing Yao Wang, so he ran away...

"However, with more and more Practitioners, the place where the medicine king can move is gradually narrowed. I'm afraid it will be difficult to escape this time..."

Jiang Ming fell from the treetops, rushing towards the mountain Lin Nan like an ordinary practitioner.

"I haven't seen it for decades, the nameless Martial Forest myth, I don't know if anyone still remembers..."

"There are also immortal cultivators from Fire Lotus Valley, it seems that they have also appeared..."

The Martial Dao chapter is coming to an end~

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