Immortal, I Only Practice Forbidden Techniques

Chapter 32: Third-Rate Practitioner

"Secret medicine for practicing martial arts?" Jiang Ming asked in surprise, wouldn't he drink it only after staying in Liehu Manor for three months?

Immediately, he realized that this Pharmacist Feng was taking care of him on purpose, and he came back to pick up the medicinal soup... It was just a pretext.

Pharmacist Feng is in charge of distributing the secret medicine in the village, so it's nothing to distribute a bowl to anyone, but Jiang Ming is a newcomer after all, so he can't do too much...

I didn't expect that I would get such benefits in exchange for doing things in a low-key and serious manner.

"Thank you, Pharmacist Feng." Jiang Ming said hastily.

"Okay, okay, go back and prepare the medicinal materials after sorting out, I'll make medicinal soup..."

Pharmacist Feng smiled and said, he is very satisfied with this newcomer this year, he is not in a hurry, not impatient, diligent and low-key... If he can become a Practitioner, it will be even better, and he has a granddaughter who is not yet married...

...

In the afternoon, Jiang Ming went out with two men from the village, and rushed to Wang's house with a carriage of goods.

Three large crock pots half a person's height were tied to the cart, and even though they were covered with a cloth, there was still a strong smell of blood.

"Brother Peng, what's in here?" Jiang Ming asked casually.

A man was Peng Lu, who patted the earthen pot with a smile and said, "Hearts, kidneys, and a jar of tiger blood from various prey... These are all treasures for martial arts, and can be refined into various secret medicines. That jar of tiger blood is worth a hundred taels of silver."

Jiang Ming clicked his tongue, as expected of a first-class Practitioner force... But this kind of money is not something everyone can earn. I heard that the beasts in the deepest part of Yunmeng Mountain can even tear Practitioners alive. Feng dare not break into the deepest part...

The three of them walked through several streets in the Fucheng all the way, and finally walked into a secluded mansion with a large area.

Wang family.

In Dayun Mansion, apart from the official government, the top power is the Wang family. There used to be two first-class Practitioners in charge, but now there is only one, but its background is not comparable to other powers.

The task went very smoothly. After a little inspection of the goods, a steward of the Wang family handed several bank notes to Peng Lu.

"That's the martial arts arena of the Wang family..." Peng Lu also introduced as they passed by a square when they left.

In the square, there were many people practicing kung fu. Jiang Ming saw at a glance that they were better than Liehu Village in both quantity and quality.

"It's a pity that the Wang family doesn't take over. The younger generation doesn't have enough amazing talents. The current first-class Practitioner is nearly a hundred years old..." Another man whispered, seeming to be gloating.

Just as Peng Lu was about to say something, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a figure and said quickly, "Shut up..."

"You guys from Liehu Village, you've worked hard!" A woman in a plain white dress came over and said generously.

Looking at Jiang Ming at a glance, the woman's figure is slim, her face is fair and quiet, and her whole body exudes the temperament of a lady... It is the Miss Wang who went to Ping'an Town to release animals.

Peng Lu hastily said a few polite words. Although they are both first-class forces, there is still a gap between Liehuzhuang and Wang's family, not to mention Miss Wang's identity is also extraordinary.

"This little brother is also from Liehu Village?" Miss Wang suddenly looked at Jiang Ming, and said with a smile, "I remember...you snatched my fish in Ping'an Town."

Jiang Ming's eyes widened, as if he had seen a ghost... Miss Wang just glanced into the river that day, how could she remember him?

Peng Lu was also in a daze. He heard that Jiang Ming was a fool, but he didn't expect to be so fierce that he dared to steal Miss Wang's things?

Miss Wang smiled lightly and said, "Don't be surprised, I didn't mean to hold grudges on purpose, but I have the ability to never forget since I was a child..."

"It's really amazing..." What else could Jiang Ming say, he could only boast quickly, and then explained that he had been practicing martial arts for a long time and was fortunate to join Liehu Zhuang Yunyun.

It wasn't until he left Wang's house that Peng Lu heaved a sigh of relief and looked at Jiang Ming with admiration: "Your way is really wild, you dare to catch and eat the fish released by Miss Wang..."

Jiang Ming said nonchalantly: "Life in the town eats his last meal, who cares if it's Wang's fish..."

However, this incident also made Jiang Ming vigilant. In addition to always paying attention to his style of conduct in the future, when he really wants to do something shady, he still needs to change his face.

I have got that transformation art book for a long time, but I haven't really used it yet. It seems that I have to study hard...

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Back in Zhuangzi, the three of Jiang Ming each took a bowl of the secret medicine for practicing martial arts and drank it, and each practiced boxing in the training ground.

Regarding Jiang Ming's ability to receive the secret medicine, neither Peng Lu nor Peng Lu said much. They were tacit about this kind of thing. After all, their secret medicine was also in the hands of Feng Yaoshi...

"This secret medicine is really effective!" Jiang Ming practiced the cowhide and tiger bone formula, and he was delighted in his heart.

Back then, the secret medicine he got from that Master Tong was more focused on increasing muscle strength, thereby driving the growth of Blood Qi... and as soon as Pharmacist Feng drank this bowl of medicinal soup, Jiang Ming could feel his own Blood Qi as if it was boiling and entrenched. The blood energy in the body also seemed to loosen.

"Maybe... we can breakthrough today!"

Excited in his heart, Jiang Ming practiced the cowhide and tiger bone tactics over and over again. His speed was not fast, not only because he didn't want to expose his strength, but also to understand the tiger's momentum in Fist Technique.

At this point, it's not something that can be solved by gritting your teeth and practicing fiercely. What's more important is to grasp that wisp of illusory "momentum"...

In the evening, the strength of the medicine was almost gone, and Peng and Lu were about to leave, but Jiang Ming was still practicing boxing.

"Being stunned, practicing martial arts is really a game of life..." Peng Lu looked at Jiang Ming who was not stopping all the time, and also showed respect.

Men in Liehu Village don’t play tricks, they only obey those who are stronger than themselves, and the seriousness and persistence shown by Jiang Ming during this time has already conquered many people in the village. Peng Lu thinks that he will never be able to do it So……

Gradually, night fell, and the training ground was empty.

Jiang Ming was practicing, and finally a sense of understanding suddenly rose in his heart, and there seemed to be a fierce spirit in the Fist Technique...

If it is said that the cowhide and tiger bone formula practiced in the past has an empty form... now it has a form and a spirit!

"The momentum of a fierce tiger...be invincible!" Jiang Ming whispered, finally stepping into the third-rate realm.

The blood energy in the body is like an arm commanding, it circulates non-stop throughout the body, like a river rushing back and forth endlessly.

When the blood energy circulated to his legs, Jiang Ming felt his body lighten, as if he could reach a hundred feet in an instant... And when the blood energy circulated to his shoulders and arms, Jiang Ming felt the power gushing like a spring, capable of lifting a huge cauldron of ten thousand catties.

"This is a third-rate Practitioner, and it's really a world of difference compared to a low-level practitioner..."

Jiang Ming sighed.

In the following days, Jiang Ming continued to keep a low profile, practicing martial arts every day, occasionally taking a bowl of secret medicine from Feng Yaoshi...

Finally, when this group of newcomers joined Liehu Manor for a month.

"Tomorrow, go into the mountains to hunt tigers!" Guan Feng's eyes were like knives, scanning dozens of people below: "If we quit now, there is still time..."

(end of this chapter)