MTL - As An Immortal, I Only Learn Forbidden Skills-Chapter 160 The Secret of Martial Arts

  Chapter 160 The Secret of Martial Arts

   "The strongest leader is around the second-rate fighters... most of the others are low-rate fighters."

Jiang Ming stared at the group of warriors passing by on the street, and saw that their blood energy was not very strong, and looking at the movement of their blood energy, they seemed to be rough and messy, not systematic, not like they had practiced any complete exercises, but like Noroko was born...

  But these people are walking like dragons and tigers, with sharp eyes, and all kinds of scars on their bodies. They are obviously people who have experienced a lot of training.

  However, in terms of physical strength alone, the second-rate fighters are comparable to some minor repairs in the early stage of Qi training, and it seems that this is just a hunter team. There may be stronger existences in this city...

  This unremarkable small town has no special markings on the map, so it is beyond Jiang Ming's expectation that such a group of warriors will appear.

  Jiang Ming couldn't help being aroused, and wanted to know more about it...

   "Old man, where is this hero who looks so brave?" Jiang Ming moved his eyes, pointed to these warriors passing by carrying their prey, and asked the owner of the breakfast stall.

"Brother, are you from out of town?" The stall owner is an old man with graying hair, but his body looks quite tough. Hearing this, he smiled and said, "These are all warriors from the Black Horse Gang in Qingshui City. A strong man who cultivates blood..."

  The stall owner was busy while introducing it to Jiang Ming, so that Jiang Ming also had some understanding of this small town.

  Qingshui City, a city of mortals with little aura, except for a very small number of people who took the road of cultivating immortals by chance, most of the rest of the people, through the martial arts passed down from their ancestors, strengthen their bodies and seek their way of life.

  Furthermore, young girls with excellent martial arts qualifications will also be picked up by some cultivating sects and become disciples of the great sect of cultivating immortals.

   But such opportunities are naturally extremely rare, and most people can only fight **** the road of martial arts. According to the stall owner, the strongest warrior in Qingshui City should be a first-class warrior...

   "Warrior, blood, martial arts master..." Jiang Ming was also a little dazed, these words are too familiar.

   "Is it a coincidence, or is it related?" Jiang Ming thought of the mortal world, and couldn't help guessing where the origin of this martial arts inheritance was.

   Was it introduced from the immortal world to the ordinary world, or vice versa...

  However, even this old man who has lived in Qingshui City all his life does not know when the warriors in Qingshui City first appeared. It seems that they have been passed down from generation to generation and cannot be traced back...

  It was approaching noon at this time, the stall was empty, and the stall owner was not very busy. Seeing that Jiang Ming wanted to hear these things, he immediately became more and more energetic in talking, and finally even moved out some scattered legends.

   "A hundred years ago or so, the lord of our Qingshui City, who cultivated both celestial and martial arts, joined Li Jianzong and became a big shot!"

   "Besides, I heard from the legends of old people in the past that thousands of years ago, our place was a holy place where martial arts flourished, and there were even martial saints, even more powerful than those immortal masters who went to heaven to escape from the earth..."

   "Unfortunately, it's not finished yet..."

   "Martial Sage?" Jiang Ming raised his eyebrows. He had never heard such a saying in the common world.

   Among the immortal cultivators, Jiang Ming has only seen people who can be called saints in ancient books. They are definitely super bosses standing at the peak of the road to cultivating immortals. It is hard to say whether there are such figures in the world of cultivating immortals today...

   And those who dare to call themselves martial saints, even if they are not so outrageous, their level may not be too low...

   "It's interesting!" Jiang Ming murmured, this place seems a bit mysterious.

  It seems that the world of cultivating immortals is not without martial arts inheritance, but it is just declining now...

   "It seems that the inheritance of martial arts in the mortal world, which was forbidden by the immortal way, is very likely to be passed down from this world of cultivating immortals, and then flourished..."

Jiang Ming pondered, but then a somewhat absurd thought flashed through his mind: "Or, the inheritance of martial arts here came from that piece of heaven and earth a long time ago. If so... the water in the mortal world is somewhat Deep and terrifying."

  He had a premonition that the pinnacle of the martial arts path might not be worse than the immortal path at all...

   Moreover, there seems to be an opportunity related to martial arts in the black stone ruins. Combined with this small city less than a thousand miles away from the black stone ruins, a warrior who is rare in the world of cultivating immortals unexpectedly appeared...

   Is there any connection between the two.

  Jiang Ming's mind was racing. He just wanted to use this place as a temporary foothold.

  Now he is not in a hurry to leave. Anyway, there are still several years before the opening of the Black Stone Ruins. It is not bad to polish and polish your cultivation here and explore these martial arts legends...

   "Does the old man know where there is an inn for a temporary stay near here?" Jiang Ming asked after eating and drinking enough, putting down a few grains of silver.

At this time, only Jiang Ming was the only customer left on the stall, and the stall owner was also quickly packing up and preparing to close the stall. His eyes lit up when he heard this, and he smiled with big yellow teeth: "If you don't mind, brother, you can live in the old man's house." , the place is spacious, the price is definitely cheaper than those inns, and it is cleaner, you don’t have to worry about three meals a day, although there are no delicacies, but it is definitely enough.”

  Jiang Ming raised his eyebrows, and said with a smile: "Then I will disturb you."

  This old man knows a lot about Qingshui City, and Jiang Ming can learn more about this place from him.

   Soon, the old man cleaned up the stall, loaded all his belongings on a wooden cart, pushed it away from the street, and headed for a remote place in the city.

  Jiang Ming walked slowly with the old man, and the two exchanged names. Jiang Ming knew that the old man's name was Lu Qingfeng, and he had a teenage granddaughter who depended on him. His granddaughter usually worked in a shop in the city.

  Jiang Ming's identity is naturally Yan Chixia...

   Soon, the two walked to a remote alley and came to an inconspicuous green brick courtyard.

   "It's a bit crude, please don't mind Brother Yan!" Lu Qingfeng walked into the hospital first, his old face was slightly red.

   Apparently, Lu Qingfeng was a little embarrassed to lure a boy from out of town to live in this humble place of his own... If he didn't need money urgently, he wouldn't have the face to do it.

   "It's pretty good, it's good to be clean!" Jiang Ming looked around for a week, but he was quite satisfied.

  The courtyard is simple and empty, but the area is not small. There are four or five rooms, and the space in the courtyard is enough to accommodate a dozen people...

   "Huh?" Jiang Ming walked on the green bricks, feeling the potholes on the brick surface, his heart moved slightly, and he took a closer look at the yard.

   "Before this, it should have been a small martial arts gym..." Jiang Ming quickly drew a picture of the yard in his mind from some clues.

  For example, those marks on the blue bricks were not caused by ordinary people, but obviously left by more than one person who practiced martial arts all the year round...Jiang Ming has been in the martial arts world for hundreds of years, so he still has some judgment.

  It seems that this old man who sells breakfast has quite a story... But Lu Qingfeng didn't say much, and Jiang Ming didn't ask too much. He was just looking for an ordinary place to stay and didn't want to meddle in other people's business.

   "You sit in the main room for a while, and I'll clean up the room for you..." Lu Qingfeng pushed the wooden cart into the yard, and got busy in a hurry.

  A moment later, Jiang Ming moved into the room that Lu Qingfeng had tidied up, and immediately became more certain of his judgment. This Datong shop, which can accommodate four or five people, is obviously the former dormitory...

"They come, the security…"

  Jiang Ming doesn't care. For him, living in this place is more reassuring than Xiaoqianshan. At least he doesn't have to worry about some gangsters in the late stage of Qi training rushing in to seek money and kill...

  Just after noon, Jiang Ming ate a large bowl of noodles made by Lu Qingfeng, and saw him rushing out again with a teapot, saying that he was going to help in a workshop.

   "Busy, just for a few taels of silver..."

  Jiang Ming shook his head, and went back to his room. After a short rest, he took out a few storage rings from his bosom, all of which came from Luo Yanyue and other monks of the God's Eye Cult.

   "Originally, the family's wealth was almost spent, but I didn't expect that there would be a wave of kind-hearted people... The dignified God Eye Teacher, the family's wealth must be stronger than those casual cultivators."

  Jiang Ming played with several storage rings, couldn't help smiling, and then began to check one by one.

   "Hey, there are quite a lot of spirit stones, enough for me to hustle for a while..."

  Open any storage ring at random, Jiang Ming’s eyes lit up and he smiled. This person is the happiest when counting money, especially when counting money from others...

   "Explosive Qi Pill? Slightly enhances the cultivation base, but it will damage the meridians. It is used for temporary bursts. When you are not willing to use the Xuanhuo Sacrificial Art in the future, you can eat two..."

   "This panacea is very popular, but unfortunately it is a middle-level panacea, and I heard that only the alchemists of Fire Lotus Valley have this formula..."

   "Eh? The alchemy cauldron of the intermediate magic weapon level is really easy to obtain... The small medicine cauldron I bought back then has become a bit unusable with the growth of cultivation base."

   "Huh? Wait a minute...this alchemy cauldron..."

  Jiang Ming was taken aback for a moment, and began to observe carefully suspiciously.

   "Is this something from Fire Lotus Valley?"

  He hurriedly continued to check, and soon found an intermediate alchemy technique in a pile of jade slips, which impressively recorded that this alchemy technique was compiled by the elders of Fire Lotus Valley...

   "The guys from God's Eye Sect are really daring!"

  Jiang Ming was pleasantly surprised, but also a little speechless. He didn't expect this intermediate alchemy technique to be obtained in this way.

   "Explosive Pill, Chongling Pill that hits the small bottleneck, Soul-fixing Pill that improves the stability of the soul..."

  Jiang Ming browsed through it, and accepted the gift with great satisfaction.

  The two forces on this small book are indeed good people, and they keep sending resources to themselves...

   "We must repay you well in the future!"

  A moment later, Jiang Ming found a foundation-building exercise in a storage ring.

   "Xuan Qing Kung Fu, wood attribute kung fu..."

   "Sure enough, there is this thing..." Jiang Ming was not surprised. There were several monks on the ninth level of Qi training in the group, and it was not surprising to find the foundation building skills from them.

However, Jiang Ming is not in a hurry to cultivate. He is not a real Qi-cultivating peak monk. He just improved his cultivation base with the explosion of the Xuanhuo Sacrificial Art... Wait for a few more years to polish his cultivation base and enter the Black Stone Ruins. It is not too late to try to build a foundation.

   Moreover, Jiang Ming took a few glances at this Xuanqing skill, and to be honest, he didn't like it... When he was weak in the mortal world, he couldn't pick it up, but now he has some trump cards, so naturally he has to choose the best from the best.

Afterwards, Jiang Ming found two foundation-building exercises, one from Luo Yanyue and another person's storage ring, both of which were regarded as backup exercises by Jiang Ming. If he entered the Blackstone Ruins, he still couldn't find any top-level exercises. It is not too late to choose foundation building from these exercises.

   "Ku Yuandun?" Finally, Jiang Ming showed the brightest smile.

   After searching for a long time in Luo Yanyue's storage ring, he finally found what he wanted the most...

The previous battle was a life-and-death fight for the God Eye Sect members, but for Jiang Ming, it was nothing more than ordinary. The only thing that interested him was Luo Yanyue's eruptive escape method when she finally escaped. .

  The speed was so fast that Jiang Ming almost failed to catch up, and it seemed that the price was very high. After a while, Luo Yanyue turned into an old woman...

  If this kind of life-playing escape method is not found, then Jiang Ming will really regret it for the rest of his life.

  He couldn't wait to read, and the more he looked, the brighter his eyes became.

   "Ku Yuan Dun, at the cost of the whole body's blood and life, erupts at a speed that surpasses that of the same level. The more blood and life that is burned, the faster the speed of the explosion..."

  Jiang Ming read this exercise several times and kept it firmly in his mind, and he was relieved.

  The Broken Vein Meridian used to escape back then, after he established his foundation in martial arts, was already a little tasteless, and now he finally got another escape method, which is simpler and ruder, playing with his life is really playing with his life...

   "Very good, I like it!"

  Jiang Ming grinned. With this escape method, the trip to the Black Stone Ruins is safer...

  …

  By the time Jiang Ming finished sorting out everything, it was already evening.

  Jiang Ming made a rough estimate of the harvest this time, and it has exceeded 10,000 spirit stones, but some things are not so easy to sell, so let’s talk about it...

   But even so, this windfall is enough for all Jiang Ming's consumption during the Qi training period. Before building the foundation, he should not have to worry about the lack of spirit stones.

  Squeak~

Hearing the sound of the courtyard door opening, Jiang Ming also walked out of the house, and saw a handsome young girl who had just entered the courtyard door, wearing patched coarse clothes, covered with dust and grass leaves, and her small face was also dirty. He was secretly hiding a rusty iron sword in the side room.

   "This should be that old Lutou's granddaughter, Lu Xiaoyu, right..." Jiang Ming thought.

   "Ah..." Jiang Ming's appearance suddenly startled the girl, and almost threw the iron sword in her hand.

  Jiang Ming was a little embarrassed, and was about to explain, but the girl quickly straightened her expression, bowed and apologized: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, you are my grandpa's guest..."

  Jiang Ming looked at the young girl's skillful and sensible appearance, but he was a little dumb. It seems that he is not the first guest to live in this small courtyard. Does this old man Lu owe someone money, so hard to earn money...

  However, this girl is also familiar with herself. After apologizing, she swiftly hid the iron sword in the house, and started chatting with Jiang Ming.

   "You must not tell my grandfather that I came back with the iron sword..." Lu Xiaoyu lowered his voice just after talking.

   "What iron sword?" Jiang Ming smiled lightly.

  The two smiled knowingly.

  It wasn't until late at night that Lu Qingfeng dragged his tired body back home. Lu Xiaoyu had already cooked the meal and called Jiang Ming to eat with him.

   "Brother Yan, you can stay here for a few days as you like..." After the meal, old man Lu said with a smile while holding a few pieces of broken silver with bright eyes.

   "Old Lu, it's too embarrassing!" Lu Xiaoyu blushed, patted the table and said.

  Lu Qingfeng shook his head, and said indifferently: "We don't steal or rob, and we didn't ask Brother Yan for more. This price is more than half cheaper than the inn. I have a clear conscience, why are you embarrassed..."

   "You say no, Brother Yan?"

   "Absolutely affordable, value for money!" Jiang Ming laughed quickly, this old man Lu is quite interesting.

  …

In the early morning of the next day, Jiang Ming got up early and habitually boxed in the courtyard. Although he didn't use his blood and martial arts artistic conception, as a foundation-building existence of martial arts, he had participated in hundreds of martial arts exercises, and every move he made casually , contains countless variations.

  Lu Qingfeng walked out of the house and was about to push the wooden cart out of the stall. When he saw Jiang Ming practicing boxing, he was startled, stopped, and looked at the scene with complicated eyes.

  (end of this chapter)