Immortal, I Only Practice Forbidden Techniques

Chapter 150 Returning to Xiaoqian Mountain

In front of the broken bone flute, Jiang Ming stood still, seemingly listening carefully, but there was no wave in his heart.

"There are those few words back and forth..."

Jiang Ming sighed softly in his heart. When Li Yuankang and others tried it just now, he had listened to it several times, but the words he heard back and forth only totaled more than a hundred words, and they lacked beginnings and tails, obviously missing a lot of content.

And when he played in person, there was no difference, the Dao voice he heard was still those words...

"However, this is already a surprise. This 100-character fragment is obviously related to refining Blood Qi. It seems to be a breathing method. Go back and study it. Maybe it will be of great benefit to the Martial Dao Foundation Establishment!"

"Huh? Not good..."

Jiang Ming's heart jumped suddenly. After he entered Spirit Power and listened to the Dao sound again, the Dao sound in the bone flute suddenly disappeared, and he could no longer hear the hundred-character fragments, only the The whining sound, not even the raving.

"Could it be that after being urged to move the bone flute and hear it in its entirety, the sound of Dao will disappear?"

Jiang Ming guessed wildly, then stopped thinking, the most important thing at this moment is to stabilize the situation.

"Don't panic... Zhou Quan didn't know that there was a sound in this bone flute..."

Jiang Ming comforted himself, the more he panicked, the more he revealed his secrets, as long as he didn't panic, no one would be able to see anything.

He continued to maintain the posture of listening carefully until he felt that the time was about the same as the others... Then he reluctantly stepped back from the bone flute, shaking his head with unwilling disappointment on his face.

"I can't hear anything..." Jiang Ming sighed softly, "Could it be that I'm not talented enough? I don't have enough opportunities?"

The people behind showed such expressions, Zhou Quan also smiled, and comforted him: "Fellow daoist is no better than giving up on yourself, it seems that there is really nothing in this bone flute... If any fellow daoists want to study it, I will sell it at a low price Already!"

Several people shook their heads in unison, no one wanted to waste Spirit Stones on this thing.

Jiang Ming secretly heaved a sigh of relief, it's fine...no one noticed the clue.

He glanced at Zhouquan who looked very shrewd, and the other party probably wouldn't have thought that the own baby should just be scrapped like this...

"But only I can hear the sound of Dao. Why? Could it be that this sound is related to Martial Dao, so people with high attainments in Martial Dao can hear it?"

Jiang Ming thought, but only seeing this bone flute, it's hard to judge what it is.

"By the way... that thunder bow!" Jiang Ming's heart moved: "If that bow is related to the Black Stone Ruins, is it also something brought out from the Black Stone Ruins? Was there a Dao sound attached to it...after being heard just disappeared?"

He couldn't help but wonder if a force like Fire Lotus Valley has mastered many kinds of Daoyin scripts and fragments of the Black Stone Ruins...

But there is no answer to these, unless Jiang Ming meets someone from Fire Lotus Valley again...

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After appreciating treasures, it's a banquet to meet the wind...

In the afternoon, the Rogue Cultivators from Xiaoqianshan bid farewell and left.

On the Flying Wine Calabash, Jiang Ming and a few others made a copy of the Foundation Establishment insights they had bought through group buying, and they were all satisfied. This one gain alone made the trip worthwhile.

"I'm going to fight for the Black Stone Ruins thirty years later!"

In front of the wine Calabash, Li Yuankang, who had been turning his back to everyone, suddenly spoke, his voice was ethereal in the wind, but it contained a sense of firmness.

Everyone was stunned. No one in Xiaoqianshan knew that Li Yuankang was the most unrestrained generation. He was unrestrained and free all his life. He only loved good wine, and he didn't like to fight with others. He was a good gentleman of Xiaoqianshan.

Li Yuankang has never participated in the Immortal Opportunity, Power Immortal Cave, why did he suddenly change his sex now...

"Only in the face of Death, do you know what fear is!" Li Yuankang murmured, his white hair fluttering in the wind, and his unrestrained and unrestrained figure looked a little stooped at this moment...

Only then did the rest of the people come to their senses, that's right... this good gentleman from Xiaoqianshan has no more lifespan.

Everyone in the world is fighting for crossing, who can really look down on life and death...

"Black Stone Ruins..." Jiang Ming murmured in his heart, causing some waves...

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Canghui Mountains.

In the morning, the mist filled the air.

Jiang Ming stood at the entrance of a cave, playing a set of Fist Technique casually.

However, his breathing was extremely different from usual, it was longer and longer, containing a certain special rhythm.

After a while, Jiang Ming's breathing became disordered suddenly, and he stopped Fist Technique...

"This breathing method is really good, but it's a pity that it is incomplete, and there is no way to practice it outside..."

Jiang Ming shook his head, feeling a little regretful.

What he obtained from the incomplete bone flute that day was an unknown Martial Dao body-refining breathing method. After returning to Hongyang City, he carefully comprehended and practiced it for a few days, and then came to the Canghui Mountains to truly practice it. Practice up.

"This breathing method can't increase Blood Qi, but it can temper my Blood Qi, making it more condensed and vigorous. Even if it hasn't broken through bottleneck, it can make my Martial Dao Cultivation Base more condensed and powerful..."

Jiang Ming took a few deep breaths to calm the boiling Blood Qi, and then waved his hand to slash in the air.

boom……

A streak of crimson blood burst out from his palm, turned into a bloody horse and slashed out, like a streak of crimson lightning piercing through the void, slashing straight for about forty feet before dissipating.

"When I didn't practice this breathing method, my blood strength could only reach more than 30 feet. It took me just over a month to practice, and I made such a huge improvement!"

"However, the speed of condensing has gradually slowed down, but this is normal... If the blood force can cut more than fifty feet, in the Qi Refining period, I am afraid that it will be difficult to meet an opponent again!"

For the cultivators in the Qi Refining period, the attack distance of spells is only twenty or thirty feet, and even with the blessing of Magical Items, it will never exceed fifty feet...

Jiang Ming was a little startled. He had searched for Xiaoqian Mountain for a long time, but he had never seen such a powerful Martial Dao Cultivation Technique. It was just a broken breathing method, so powerful. If it was a complete Cultivation Technique...

"That is definitely a Cultivation Technique above the Martial Dao Foundation Establishment level!"

Jiang Ming took a deep breath. Maybe he could still breakthrough by collecting spiritual materials and elixir for Martial Dao Foundation Establishment, but the Cultivation Technique behind it was completely gone. Unexpectedly, there was another village, and now he met it a clue...

"I don't know how the Blackstone Ruins will develop. It would be great if we can catch some leaks by then!"

Jiang Ming murmured in his heart, as for rushing directly into the Black Stone Ruins? That is absolutely impossible...

He stretched himself, and rode the Flying Sword back to Hongyang City.

Tomorrow is the time to go back with a few Xiaoqianshan Rogue Cultivators. After more than a year of rectification, Xiaoqianshan has now completely stabilized, and many fellow travelers are rushing back one after another. After all, the Spiritual Qi in Hongyang City is still too thin. It's okay to be free for a while, but if you live here for a long time, you'll be useless.

Jiang Ming is also planning to take advantage of this time to go to the black market to see if he can find something. He has Spirit Stones in his pocket, so why bother killing things that can be bought with Spirit Stones...

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Xiaoqianshan.

Walking in the middle of the golden rice fields, Jiang Ming couldn't help taking a deep breath, feeling the rich Spiritual Qi flowing through his body, and felt much more refreshed.

"Go home and have a look!"

Jiang Ming hurried back to Xiaoqing Peak with ease, skimmed past the spiritual field at the foot of the mountain, and was about to return directly to the small courtyard of own, but landed on the edge of the spiritual field with a light yelp.

"Old millet?" Jiang Ming looked at the old man with dull eyes and dirty body, and almost didn't dare to recognize him.

Two chapters released together~

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