On the calm sea, a fishing boat floated leisurely. Under the afterglow of the setting sun, a small figure sat in the boat, like a dark statue.
"This rowing...is really a technical job!"
Jiang Ming's eyes were blank and he let the fishing boat drift with the current.
There was no movement from several big families in Dongyuan Prefecture, and Jiang Ming was too lazy to pay attention to them for the time being... He heard that there were many islands in the offshore, and wanted to buy a fishing boat, and paddle slowly to an uninhabited island like a reclusive master.
He immersed himself in studying the Blood Spirit Kung Fu, but unexpectedly he overestimated his own skills.
"It's really not easy to play a bit more aggressively... I won't play any more!"
He looked around and found no trace of any ship... Jiang Ming simply threw away the oar, vomiting blood from his hand, and slapped the sea behind him.
boom……
During the rolling waves, the boat flew out like an arrow from the string, leaving a long white trail on the sea.
“Fortunately the boat I bought is strong enough!”
Seeing that this method worked, Jiang Ming also became happy, slapping the sea surface with a bang, like a dish flopping in a swimming pool, and quickly moved towards the distance...
Passing many islands along the way, Jiang Ming finally found an island with an eye, with steep terrain and jagged rocks... There are also faintly visible rocks on the beach, and ordinary fishermen would not stop here at all.
"That's it!" Jiang Ming's eyes lit up.
The fishing boat slowly rowed to the seashore. Jiang Ming flipped off the boat and held onto the boat with both hands. Blood spurted out from under his feet. He and the boat leaped forward, spanning dozens of feet, and landed on a shoal.
Peng!
Jiang Ming put the boat down and began to move things from the cabin:
Leaf rice noodles, salted dried fruits, miscellaneous stories, axes and iron hoes, rice and vegetable seeds...
Cultivation is cultivation, and the joy of life cannot be less. You can carve out a piece of land for yourself, drink tea, cook, and plow the fields. You don't have to make a living, and you don't have to worry about the future... This kind of small life is simply too comfortable.
"No anxiety, no involution, no insomnia...this is the comfort of eternal life..."
After hiding the ship and building a cave to store various items, Jiang Ming began to look at this isolated island and suddenly felt like he was Lu Xun...
A few days later, Jiang Ming chose a place with water and shade on a hillside on the island, cut down wood and built a sturdy cabin. Then he put everything in and made some tables and chairs.
Bed is the only way to settle down
"Hey... we living people, just don't be in a hurry!" Jiang Ming was lying on the chair he made, drinking tea slowly.
Then spend another half month cultivating fields and planting crops. When you are bored, you will jump naked into the sea, catch fish and make soup...
"Another calm day!"
When the sky cleared, Jiang Ming stretched out his buttocks and got up. Looking at the cloudless sky, he finally decided to start practicing Blood Spirit Kung Fu.
Although Jiang Ming does not have the magic to cultivate immortality, based on his experience in taking mutated medicinal materials and Chen Dongfeng's appearance... this so-called spiritual energy is also of great use in nourishing blood and tempering meat.
"If the physical body can continue to be strengthened, until the magic of the immortal cultivator can't break my defense... I don't have the body of a warrior, can I shoulder the immortal cultivator?"
Jiang Ming said to himself, feeling that this is not impossible...but I'm afraid there are many shackles on this road. Otherwise, if the immortal cultivator who died in Yunshan Ze used this method to strengthen his physical body when the spiritual energy gushes out, what would he have to worry about?
Grandmaster siege?
"No matter what... we'll talk about it first!"
Anyway, his physical body is far from reaching its peak now, and the master realm is not that easy to break through... The only way to improve his strength is to strengthen his physical body.
Recalling the breathing method and the circulation of blood energy in Blood Spirit Kung Fu, Jiang Ming immediately began to try to practice...
For the first time, no spiritual energy was born!
Second time, failed.
the third time……
Old God Jiang Ming is here and is not in a hurry. He has considerable qualifications. To practice martial arts, you have to rely on forbidden techniques to make those talented warriors faster.
This blood spirit skill is obviously beyond the scope of martial arts and belongs to the miraculous skills of immortal cultivators. If he can quickly comprehend it with his qualifications, it will be like the sun hits the west. This chapter is not over yet!
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Out……
"Ten times...Okay, try again tomorrow!" Jiang drew on the ground. When the time was up, he immediately rested and lay down, wandering around to water his vegetable seedlings.
More than a month later...
Early that morning, Jiang Ming sat cross-legged on a smooth boulder on the edge of the cliff. The waves below hit the cliff with a loud crash.
"It's tenth again..."
Jiang Ming was familiar with the road, and he was ready to lift half of his buttocks as he walked, and left as soon as the time came.
Buzz~
Suddenly, a strange and familiar force was born in his body.
Jiang Ming's butt suddenly sat back up, with a look of surprise on his face: "It's done?"
"This is... spiritual energy?"
A lock of Ming's hair was slightly gray, and then quickly recovered, as if nothing had happened.
And his focus was on the strange amount born in the body, which was almost the same as the smell of the mutated medicinal materials back then, but it was purer and contained almost no impurities.
Jiang Ming tried to use this spiritual energy to nourish a ball of blood. The ball of blood immediately shrunk several times, but it became more condensed and the power contained became much stronger...
"This is the blood that has been tempered to the limit by the original mutant material, and now it can actually change again!"
Jiang Mingda, doesn't this mean that his strength can be greatly improved again...
"In this world...is there really a way to achieve physical sanctification?"
Jiang Ming couldn't help but wonder. He suddenly remembered the legend about Wu Hou Zhou Shi after the Immortal Fate incident. There was news that he wanted to use martial arts to reach the gods, break the ceiling of the peak of the master, and break through to a higher realm.
"Perhaps...Wu Hou followed the same path?"
Jiang Ming was shocked. Marquis Wu planned the Immortal Blood Eucalyptus. If he gets the greatest benefit from the Immortal Cave, he might actually be able to take that step...
Use martial arts to break through the shackles of the master and stand above the master!
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Jiang Ming sighed, he had no talent or qualifications... he could only survive by relying on forbidden skills.
"The practice is successful, we should celebrate today... no more practice! He used up all the energy he had refined, shook his arms and kicked his legs, and carried it back to the wooden house...
"The Blood Spirit Skill has been completed...it's time to study another ancient book!"
Returning to the house, he added firewood to boil the tea and roasted two stolen turtle eggs by the stove. Jiang took out Chen Dongfengyan's essays on immortal cultivators and started browsing them.
Late at night, the bright moon rises from the sea.
In the wooden house, Jiang Ming closed the ancient book, his face expressionless.
He had actually read this ancient book several times, and the contents were too scattered and random. Jiang Ming could only read it over and over again, each time relying on blind guesses to deduce the experience of the owner of the essay.
"Looking at the content in this booklet, this immortal should major in alchemy and minor in making talismans... In addition to several types of elixirs and talisman combinations, as well as the distribution of some medicinal materials in mountains and rivers, and a low-level fireball technique, every
How many elixirs have I practiced every day, how many spiritual stones have I sold, how many spiritual stones have I handed over to my boss... not much else..."
"Apparently, he is a social beast who has had a hard time in the world of immortality..."
"However, based on scattered records, it can be inferred that the place where this immortal cultivator once stayed should be a gathering place for casual cultivators, and there is no big sect..."
"However, he mentioned the Chisong Snowfield. I don't know whether it was because he was looking for medicine by mistake or because he was avoiding the enemy. In short, he came to this world..."
Jiang Ming couldn't help but guess, could it be that Chisong Snowfield...is the gateway to the world of immortality?
As for where the immortal cultivator is staying and how far it is from Chisongyuan, there is no news...
Jiang Ming shook his head. There was too little information in this volume. He would just gradually collect more information in the future...
Anyway, there is no hurry. It is safe to explore the road ahead first before heading to the world of immortality.
"Let's study this fireball."
Jiang Ming did not go to the elixirs and talismans, both of which require a lot of spiritual material formulas, and the refining process requires the assistance of spiritual energy, and this chapter of the Blood Spiritual Art Sacrifice is not yet finished!
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Reiki can only be used for personal cultivation and cannot be used to make talismans by refining medicine.
"It's a pity that Chen Dongfeng is quite ambitious, but all his research was in vain..."
Jiang Ming had already browsed through Chen Dongfeng's papers, which recorded his research on these elixirs and several kinds of talismans, and he even wanted to study and try to refine them himself.
There is no spiritual energy in this world. Even though Chen Dongfeng thought of thousands of ways, he could not achieve anything...
However, Jiang Ming understood his thoughts. Immortal cultivation spells such as fireball require a lot of spiritual energy, which is the last thing a normal martial artist would try.
On the contrary, if those elixirs and talismans can be used as substitute materials, and even if they are made into semi-finished products, they may be enough to have an amazing boosting effect on their own...
It's a pity that Chen Dongfeng evaluated the elixir and talismans for cultivating immortals, but failed to develop any of them.
"However, even though he failed, he can learn all kinds of medicinal materials and material processing, and compare the scriptures when he returns to land. If he really gets involved in alchemy and making talismans, he can lay some foundation..."
As a doctor, you can practice sewing banana peels. I think this alchemy making process is similar...
Jiang Ming thought for a moment, then temporarily put these two immortal cultivation skills behind his mind and concentrated on studying the fireball technique.
"Although the fireball technique of cultivating immortals is the lowest level, the power of spiritual fire contained in it is beyond the ability of ordinary people to resist. I just don't know if it will be suppressed by the world if it is used..."
Jiang Ming pondered the film, but decided to practice it first before talking about it. So what if he suppressed it? Can he still crush me to death?
"But without cultivating the skills, it would be a bit difficult to master the auras produced through the Blood Qi Sacrifice..."
But what Jiang Ming is not afraid of the most is difficulties. If he can't practice in one or two days, he can't practice in one or two years... or even ten or twenty years...
"Blood Spirit Technique, Fireball Technique... go hand in hand!"
After setting the cultivation plan, Jiang Ming began to practice these two immortal cultivation techniques every day.
In addition, Jiang Ming has not stopped pursuing martial arts. He practices various boxing and sword skills every day, and has also improved in various martial arts skills...
He slaughtered several martial arts families and collected a lot of techniques and martial arts. In addition, the "Unknown One" has collected techniques over the years. Jiang Ming now has a variety of martial arts techniques that he has mastered. If he has time to sort them out,
, incorporated into one’s own martial arts system.
In his spare time, Jiang Ming would plant and raise vegetables around the house...occasionally go to the sea to catch fish, and play like a fool in the waves for a few days...
…
Time flies, and the moss on the wooden house becomes thicker and thicker.
The wooden boats hidden on the shore are slowly decaying and broken...
After eight.
Seaside cliff.
Jiang Ming's eyes were leisurely, and he stood up wearing a tattered clothes.
"Have you finally reached the end of your training..."
Since the beginning of two years, the progress of tempering the blood and body with the spiritual energy refined by the Blood Spirit Art has been getting slower and slower...until today, it is finally difficult to make any progress.
He clenched his fist. His current strength was more than ten times stronger than when he first came to the isolated island. If he had another fight with Chen Dongfeng, he would probably be able to blow him to pieces with just one punch.
"Even a grandmaster can't compare to me in terms of pure blood energy condensation..."
Jiang Ming murmured, now, his martial arts realm is comparable to that of Chen Dongfeng, and even goes further. The artistic conception of martial arts is incomparably profound, and his blood power changes at will. However, he is still unable to take the last step.
"Change has reached its limit, but the final qualitative change requires an opportunity, which can only be achieved by sitting still..."
"It's time to leave!"
He put a few important books in his arms, looked back at the wooden house on the isolated island, the large areas of cultivated farmland around it, and the sea turtles lying leisurely basking in the sun in the distance, shook his head, and turned around to leave.
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It’s been years since I came back, and I don’t know what year or month I will come back... maybe I won’t come back either.
The boat on the shore was already rotten, so Jiang Ming did not build another one. After approaching the shoal, he jumped up... and landed steadily on the sea, bleeding from his feet. This chapter is not over yet!
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The vigorous trembling turned into ripples, falling away.
The half-step master's use of blood energy has reached a state of deification.
He stepped on the waves, walking on flat ground on the sea, and strode forward. With each step he took, he moved dozens of feet horizontally, dragging a white mark behind him, and quickly approached in the direction...
…
In the early morning, it was pitch black between heaven and earth
Only the thin moonlight reflected some waves on the sea.
On the beach, several fishermen are organizing their fishing nets in preparation for today's fishing trip.
A fisherman packed his things and was about to get on the boat when he suddenly saw what seemed to be a small black dot in the distance, approaching quickly.
"Sharks? Seagulls? Not too bad..."
He murmured, watching the black spot getting faster and faster, rushing towards the side, and quickly called to other fishermen: "Look, what is that?"
Hearing this, everyone quickly looked in the direction he pointed, and saw a white wave trailing a long trail on the extremely dark sea surface, like a white electric light, shooting towards the coast quickly.
"Is it a boat? It's impossible, sharks aren't that fast..."
Everyone was shocked and confused. After fishing for so many years, they had never seen anything like this before.
However, soon, their faces showed a look of horror.
I saw the white mark approaching the shore, and the black spot at the front of the white mark became clearer and clearer. It vaguely looked like... it turned out to be a person.
"This, how can this be..."
All the fishermen were frightened and stared blankly at the figure walking across the sea. In the blink of an eye, they were approaching the beach. As soon as their feet touched the water, they spread out like a bird in flight and landed on the shore.
.
A big man with a sad face, his hair disheveled, his clothes in tatters, but his eyes were like torches, shining brightly in the darkness.
He glanced at these fishermen and said dullly: "What age are we now?"
One of the fishermen stammered, thinking that he had met an immortal from this world. The bold one said tremblingly:
"Report to the Immortal, now is the Great Yan Dynasty, and this year is the fifteenth year of Jinglong!"
"The Yan Kingdom has not been destroyed yet?" Jiang Ming was surprised.
The fisherman hurriedly bowed and said: "Report to the Immortal, now the Feiyun Army, the Qingxuan Army and the Xiaoyan Kingdom are in a three-way alliance... They have been conquering for several years, and the world has been in chaos until now, but there is still peace."
"I see……"
Jiang Ming was thoughtful and left without looking back...