Immortal, I Only Practice Forbidden Techniques

Chapter 184 Opening the Ruins

"It's you……"

A young man stood at the door, staring at Jiang Ming warily, obviously still had some impression of this decisive customer.

He shielded his own Little Sister behind him, and said in a deep voice, "fellow daoist, you won't be able to return anything you sell, do you want to go back on your word?"

"My big brother won't lie..." The little girl poked her head out from behind, and said in a baby voice.

"Brother, is someone here looking for trouble?" In the depths of the yard, a teenage boy rushed out with a long knife in his hand.

"Don't be impulsive..." The leading young man quickly stopped him, and looked at Jiang Ming: "fellow daoist, Xuanguang City is not an ordinary place, please don't mess around!"

Jiang Ming looked at the three brothers and sisters who were extremely vigilant, and was also a little dumb, knowing that he came to the door suddenly, which was a bit abrupt.

However, the ruins will be opened, and Jiang Ming is too lazy to do any detours. It is the most correct way to obtain the information he wants in the simplest way.

Anyway, this is just a temporary identity, just throw it away later...

Jiang Ming shook his head and smiled, "I just have something to ask, where did you dig those animal skins you sold to me..."

"Is that unusual?" The young man was taken aback, but subconsciously asked.

Jiang Ming smiled, "What? Now it's your turn to regret it?"

"Of course not. Even if it's a treasure, it's not something I can get my hands on. If I can earn three hundred Spirit Stones, I'm content!"

The young man's eyes were calm, and since he knew that Jiang Ming was not looking for trouble, he immediately relaxed and welcomed Jiang Ming into the hospital.

The younger boy was still staring at Jiang Ming with a wary face, while the youngest girl was full of curiosity, as if there were very few guests at home.

Looking at the various furniture and sundries in the courtyard, as well as the thick moss and bricks in the corners, Jiang Ming knew that this was an old house that was at least tens or even hundreds of years old. There are simple patterns of birds and animals, like totems.

Jiang Ming couldn't help asking curiously: "Are you the aborigines here?"

He had heard some news that before the prosperity of Xuanguang City, there seemed to be some special aborigines, which have been passed down and have not been cut off...

It is obviously not normal for a few young people with no cultivation base to live in this old house.

"As far as I can remember, my ancestors all lived in this city, and we are the masters of Xuanguang City. It was only after those immortal cultivators came that they called us aborigines... My name is Liang Ping, and the fellow daoist can call me by my name... "

The young man said humbly, he also saw that the person in front of him was of extraordinary strength, so he kept his posture very low.

"Actually, I dug out the animal skin, but the place where I dug out the animal skin, strictly speaking, is not really inside the ruins..."

Serving Jiang Ming a bowl of rough tea, Liang Pingcai explained with some embarrassment: "Our family can't cultivate immortals, so we can only dare to go into the mountains to dig something because of our strength, and we can't get into that kind of ruins at all. Secretly..."

"The place we often go to is a ruin that has been damaged for an unknown period of time. It is said that it was indeed a relic at that time, but later the formation was damaged, and the place was exposed. It has been plowed countless times by the big cultivator. It should be All the treasures that have been dug away have been dug up, only some worthless things are left, and only us aborigines who can't cultivate immortals will pick up some rubbish..."

"However, in the past two years, the number of immortal cultivators I have seen there seems to have increased, and many people will pass by that area... But it is obviously not the entrance of the ruins!"

Liang Ping was a little puzzled.

Jiang Ming's eyes moved slightly, recalling the information about the ruins that he had learned before. Apart from the entrance, there are some severely damaged formations that can accommodate some cultivators to sneak in, but only a very small part of the area can be explored...

It seems that Liang Ping and the others went to this kind of place.

"That place may be dangerous after the ruins are opened. If it's not necessary, don't go there until the ruins are over..." Jiang Ming warned.

If the ruins revived for the last time, all the dilapidated places might be involved...

Liang Ping nodded: "I already had a hunch. After I came back this time, I never went there again."

Afterwards, Liang Ping also explained to Jiang Ming in detail that the specific location of the place where the animal skin was dug out is still hundreds of miles away from the real entrance of the relic. The scavenger spot frequented by residents...

"Cough, cough..."

At this moment, the little girl suddenly coughed, her skin was pale, her face was full of pain, tears welled up in her eyes, but she forcibly held back them and did not fall.

"Liang An, hurry up and get the medicine!" Liang Ping's expression changed drastically, and he rushed forward to hug the little girl up and comfort him.

"Brother, I hurt..." the little girl said with a trembling voice, her two little hands were clenched tightly, and her white knuckles looked thin and weak.

It wasn't until the boy Liang An brought a porcelain bottle of Medicine Pill from the house and gave the little girl a drink. After another quarter of an hour, the little girl gradually calmed down, with tears on her face, and fell into a deep sleep...

After putting the little girl on the bed to rest, Liang Ping returned to the courtyard when he had time, and sighed, "Sorry..."

Jiang Ming focused his eyes slightly: "What kind of disease is this?"

He had just witnessed the whole process and saw that the Medicine Pill only relieved the pain of the little girl, but it did not have any effect on her illness.

He wanted to comb the little girl's body with a little magic, but Lu Ping declined.

"Heaven's jealousy!" Liang Ping sat on the wooden bench with a lonely look, and said slowly: "This is a disease that all our aborigines cannot escape. All aborigines cannot cultivate immortality, they can only practice martial arts."

"But it's not that our aptitude is not good, but that there is some kind of monster-like power in our blood, which strictly prohibits our body cultivators from practicing immortal cultivation methods. Even people with better cultivation roots will be more severely eroded by that power. If you don't practice immortality, you will suffer unimaginable pain..."

"This is the case for Huanhuan. When she was a child, a Foundation Establishment fairy teacher in the city once said that Huanhuan's immortal cultivation roots belong to the top row even in the Paradise of the Paradise, but it is a pity that once she comes into contact with Spirit Power, her body will be like the one in the middle." If it is highly poisonous, it will be corroded and festered, and even on weekdays, it will often suffer severe pain that penetrates into the blood..."

Jiang Ming was shocked when he heard this, does this kind of disease still exist in this world?

He has seen the Land of Forbidden Spirits before, but he did not expect to see the Body of Forbidden Spirits today, is there any connection?

No wonder Liang Ping didn't let him use spells to comb the little girl's body. For ordinary people, healing spells may be deadly poison for this little girl...

Jiang Ming sighed softly, what kind of despair and pain this must be for that little girl, who obviously has an excellent foundation for cultivating immortality, but she will never be able to cultivate immortality, and she still has to endure this terrible pain.

Moreover, according to Lu Ping, these aborigines will never be able to live beyond the age of sixty, and the better the bones of the immortals, the shorter the life span.

According to past experience, that little girl named Liang Huanhuan might hardly live past the age of ten...

...

In the evening, Jiang Ming bid farewell and left for Liang Huanhuan some medicine pills for conditioning his body, all of which were used by him to practice Martial Dao, for the flesh and bones, without any Spiritual Qi.

Liang Huanhuan was very polite, thanked Jiang Ming after waking up, and gave Jiang Ming a handful of roasted peanuts...

Back at his residence, Jiang Ming couldn't help but fall into deep thought while eating roasted peanuts.

"That cultivator, Sacred Land, what did he do ten thousand years ago... that led to the destruction of Jujiao?"

"Are the natives of Xuanguang City related to the Immortal Sacred Land?"

"Liang Huanhuan, the forbidden spirit body..."

"And that small city of Qingshui City, Martial Dao genius Lu Xiaoyu, is it also related to this cultivator Sacred Land..."

"Zhuyue Lake, which is suspected to be related to Xiuxian Sacred Land..."

Jiang Ming always has a feeling that many strange things on this land may be related to what happened in the Black Stone Ruins, but now everything is buried in history. ...

For a few days, he has been wandering around the city, bought some ancient books that almost no one read from some bookstores, and learned something from the few words above.

It seems that these aborigines have a terrible ancient history. An ancient book even speculates that their existence may be longer than the Sacred Land where the immortals are cultivated...

It seems that some people want to take action to solve this kind of jealousy. Hundreds of years ago, a heaven-defying aborigine appeared in Xuanguang City, which aroused the hearts of all parties.

A cultivator of immortality accepted that person as his disciple, used all kinds of costly methods, and consumed countless rare and rare treasures. He wanted to change his life for another day, to renew the life of that young genius, and let him embark on the road of cultivating immortals. ...

It's a pity that everything failed. No one can cure this terminal illness. The genius died tragically, and the former immortal cultivation cave also declined because of this.

Since then, the aborigines of Xuanguang City have taken on a certain strange color, and they are considered to have an ominous aura and should not be messed with at will.

"Maybe I can find some relevant information in the Blackstone Ruins..."

Jiang Ming said to himself.

The next day, Jiang Ming quietly left Xuanguang City and headed towards the area Liang Ping had mentioned.

In the depths of the mountain ranges, ferocious beasts often appear, and almost all of them are no-man's land, which is extremely dangerous.

However, the scenery here is also refreshing, with towering ancient trees and waterfalls, like a primitive fairyland, except for occasional explorers, there are almost no human habitation.

Jiang Ming was walking in a forest, and he stepped on some old bricks and tiles with some ancient patterns on them, and he gradually approached his destination.

This is a ruin buried in the mountains and forests, with all kinds of broken walls intertwined with vines and trees, and the broken statues more than ten meters high in the valley randomly lie across, a primitive and mysterious scene...

"It's like walking into Tomb Raider..."

Jiang Ming met some people looking for treasure here, almost all of them were Practitioners, and there were no cultivators.

"They should all be the aboriginals of Xuanguang City..." Jiang Ming sighed softly in his heart. Except for these aborigines, other immortal cultivators probably wouldn't even bother to come here to explore.

"Brother, new here? I haven't seen you before..." A bearded man approached Jiang Ming familiarly and greeted him.

"Well, let's try our luck..." Jiang Ming smiled, and walked aside on his own, walking casually in the forest.

Here he hides all the Cultivation Base, only revealing the second-rate Practitioner's Realm, which is perfectly integrated into it.

In the dark, Jiang Ming greeted urgently: "Brother Jian, get up and work quickly, check if there are any leftover treasures such as array flags..."

"I know, I know... Where are there so many lost treasures, you treat those immortal cultivators as meager..."

Hei Jian didn't feel good about it, but still started to investigate seriously.

Jiang Ming also secretly manipulated the formation flag, trying to sense if he could sense some of the same aura of the flag...

However, this matter of luck is obviously similar to finding a needle in a haystack. After a few days of busy work with one person and one sword, there is no gain at all...

But before Jiang Ming could find the treasure, the situation suddenly changed.

On the fifth day after he came to this ruin, the Spiritual Qi of the heaven and earth suddenly became disordered, and streamers of light burst out in the night sky, like a meteor shower.

On the distant land, multicolored rays of light shot up into the sky, and the rich Spiritual Qi swept over with an endless ancient and vast aura...

"The ruins of the Black Stone have been completely revived!"

The aborigines here all stared at the place where the colorful light soared into the sky with shocked and envious faces, but no one dared to participate. It was a feast for immortal cultivators and had nothing to do with them.

buzz~

However, on the land of the ruins here, there is a ray of light, and there seems to be some power in the world that is affected, and the whole ruins have become a little unusual, filled with wisps of mist.

"The formation has recovered..." Hei Jian yelled: "Raise the formation flag quickly, and blend with it when the formation recovers, the incomplete runes in the formation flag will be automatically repaired, and all the formations in this area are under your control .”

Hearing this, Jiang Ming hurriedly found a hidden place, took out the formation flag, and poured it into Spirit Power for sacrifice.

Wow~

Strands of runes flowed out from the formation flag, and there seemed to be formation patterns on the ruined land that echoed and lit up at the same time, flickering on and off...

Gradually, through the formation flag, Jiang Ming could also sense the power of the formation buried deep underground. Although it was severely damaged, as a large formation that used to cultivate immortality in Sacred Land, even if its power was weakened by 99%, it was enough to make people tremble with fear……

At the same time as Jiang Ming sacrificed the formation flag, Xuanguang City was completely boiling, and countless cultivators shot out from the city, turning into streamers of light, rushing towards the direction of the Black Stone Ruins.

As for the entrance of the Black Stone Ruins, an unknown number of Qi Refining cultivators had already gathered, waiting for this opportunity. When the ruins were opened, they flooded in like a flood...

next morning.

Jiang Ming finally finished the sacrifice, and the gray animal skin was covered with silver luster, which contained inexplicable power.

"This formation within a radius of tens of miles is now under my control..."

He aroused the array flag a little, and a mountain in the distance cracked open, as if an earthquake had occurred.

"It's a pity that there are not many immortal cultivators coming here, so it can only be used as a trap, but it is also difficult to attract people..."

Jiang Ming shook his head, but he wasn't too disappointed. At least the formation flag in his hand had become more lethal than before. Just this formation flag was considered a big killer.

Immediately, Jiang Ming's eyes flashed. Now he has Foundation Establishment, and the entrance of the ruins can only accommodate Qi Refining cultivator, and he can no longer enter from the entrance of the ruins.

As for other gaps that can accommodate higher Realms, he has also collected some information on gaps during this period, and many of them can accommodate Foundation Establishment to enter. Maybe it's time to choose one to enter...

boom……

At this moment, in the distant void, a dazzling stream of light suddenly shot over.

It was a Magical Item building ship, which could accommodate hundreds of people, and now the people on it were indistinct, and the majestic aura gathered together was shocking.

"Most are Qi Refining cultivators, and some Foundation Establishment masters..." Jiang Ming narrowed his eyes slightly. The purpose of these people should also be a gap somewhere.

Huh~

The building boat flew to this place, but it stopped suddenly, and two young Qi Refining cultivators got off from above, walking into the ruins.

The eyes of the two were indifferent, scanning the many aborigines here.

"Take them all away, explore the way..."

"This is...the expedition team from Lingcan Mountain?" Jiang Ming stared at the marks on the boat and the clothes of the two men, and recognized their identities.

In that secret place back then, Lingcan Mountain seemed to be mixed with Cangming Dongtian, and in Jiang Ming's impression, it was not a good thing...

There are sheep everywhere, everyone pay attention to protection and prepare medicine in advance...

(end of this chapter)