Chapter 47 Martial Arts Forbidden Technique—Blood Burning Knife Technique
Chapter 47 Forbidden Martial Arts - Blood-Burning Knife Technique
Ping'an Town.
Jiang Ming sold the medicinal materials collected from the sky at Wang's Pharmacy, and then walked to Lao Jiangtou's tavern with the empty medicine basket on his back.
"Since the war in the north, prices have soared and business has been difficult... I haven't been worried about selling these medicinal materials, but the price has been getting higher and higher." Jiang Ming put a few taels of silver into his arms, but he didn't show much excitement.
Once the war breaks out, whether he can safely collect herbs and drink tea in the mountains is another question...
"You need to make plans earlier. If you can break through to the second level, you will have enough power to protect yourself. Unfortunately, it is too difficult..."
Jiang Ming thought so in his heart. As soon as he walked into the tavern, he heard a drinker complaining:
"Master Jiang, how come this tongue is worth two copper coins per bowl... We are all regular customers!"
Lao Jiangtou trotted out from behind the counter and said with a wry smile: "I can't earn as much as I did before with two copper coins... Now that the price of rice and noodles has doubled, shouldn't this wine also rise? Hey, I don't know when it will end.
, if the price of food continues to rise, I won’t even be able to make wine..."
"Master Jiang is right, I believe you...have two bowls of Tofu and a plate of smoked tofu!" Jiang Ming sat down and said with a smile.
The others suddenly became silent. Even Mr. Jiang, who joined the Hunting Tiger Village, said this. What else could they have to say? They could only vent their grievances on the war.
"If this battle continues, no one will be able to survive..."
"If you ask me, if the Cangshan Army rushes into the capital and kills all the officials now, maybe our lives will be better..."
"The throne of flowing water, the hoe made of iron... Even if we change the emperor, we won't be able to get better. Just cultivate your land..."
Jiang Ming also sighed softly as he listened to the buzzing discussion... When the battle gets here, I'm afraid he won't even be able to drink anymore.
He bought another two kilograms of wine, cut some pork at the butcher shop, took it home, and asked Zhou Wenxiu to cook and make medicine for him. While drinking and eating meat, he taught her how to practice boxing...
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Half a month later, Fang Lie rushed from Fucheng to Ping'an Town.
"Is the matter settled?" Jiang Ming and Fang Lie sat opposite each other in their small courtyard.
"That's almost it..." After meeting Wei Yan, Fang Lie seemed to have calmed down a lot overnight. He nodded and said: "The village made some deals with Feiyun Castle. Feiyun Castle provided us with prey and gold and silver jewelry.
Liehu Village provides Feiyun Castle with weapons, salt, clothing and other items. If the Cangshan Army really attacks, the transaction will be suspended."
Jiang Ming nodded. After all, Hunting Tiger Manor has limited manpower, and sometimes the harvest is not good after going into the mountains for a long time. If Feiyun Castle helps, he should be able to earn a lot more silver, plus gold, silver and jewelry, etc., Hunting Tiger Manor
Your wealth will grow rapidly and your power will grow faster.
In troubled times, gold and silver will always be hard currency...
"Weapon salt... I'm afraid it's hard to get hold of." Jiang Ming frowned.
"The current situation is chaotic. Even the officials of Dayun Mansion are considering their options. Who can control so much? The hammers in the city's blacksmith shops are almost smoking..."
Fang Lie shook his head speechlessly: "And some of the war knives I bought even have government marks engraved on them. I don't know which warehouse guard is reselling them..."
Jiang Ming was dumbfounded and thought to himself: "I guess even if the Cangshan King is defeated, the Yan Kingdom will not be able to calm down..."
"This matter is related to the headhunter. Don't reveal it to the people in the branch!" Fang Lie added: "We will take another route to deliver goods to the mountains. The fewer people who know about it, the better..."
Jiang Ming nodded. No matter how nice it is to talk about new ships and old ships, they are still rebels... Naturally, they have to keep a low profile.
"By the way, Feiyun Castle gave us a life-saving method... as a sign of sincerity!" Fang Lie said, taking out a book from his arms: "I copied this."
"The owner of the village has given an order... Anyone who can sense blood energy can practice."
Jiang Ming took the book and saw four big characters written on the cover: Blood-Burning Knife Technique.
"Sounds a bit cruel..." Jiang Ming laughed.
Fang Lie's eyes were strange: "Read it first... Not only are they ruthless, these rebels are desperate for their lives..."
Jiang Ming suddenly became curious and flipped through the pages of this sword technique secret.
The more he looked at his face, the more shocked he became. When he closed the book, he let out a long breath: "You actually have such domineering and cruel sword skills?"
"This sword technique allows warriors to fight across levels, but it requires burning blood before it can be used... Each slash will damage the source, and at the very least, one year's life will be shortened... And each slash will require several months of rest. If it is used continuously,
It may even lead to direct sudden death..."
Fang Lie couldn't help but said: "What a bunch of lunatics...they dare to practice such forbidden martial arts."
Jiang Ming smiled and said, "Are you still practicing?"
"Practice, of course!" Fang Lie's eyes were intense: "I have a hunch that Feiyun Castle may be the new ship for me to realize my ideal, and this blood-burning sword technique is the weapon that helps me overcome obstacles.
I realize those ideals in my heart..."
"What about you?" Fang Lie looked at Jiang Ming.
Jiang Ming smiled and nodded: "Practice!"
He silently said to himself, even if you don't practice, I still have to practice. This is simply the most precious thing I got after coming to this world.
Fighting across levels...doesn't it mean that he can now compete with second-rate warriors?
The price of losing his life and dying suddenly is the same as nothing to him... If you can't be killed with one blow, wouldn't it be enough if I hit you with ten or a hundred blows?
And when he becomes a second-rate warrior, he can fight with a first-rate warrior... Isn't it true that no one in Dayun Mansion can control him?
Moreover, if this blood-burning sword technique can be spread from Feiyun Castle, there must be a lot of people who practice it. Even if he uses it to fight the enemy, no one can guess who he is as long as he doesn't reveal his true face.
After sending Fang Lie away, Jiang Ming went back to the mountain and immediately began to practice the blood-burning knife technique. A great chaos was about to occur, so naturally he had to master this life-saving method as soon as possible...
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Autumn passes and winter comes, and it’s the end of another year.
In front of the wooden house in the mountains, fine snow was falling. Jiang Ming was holding a fine iron sword and practicing the blood-burning sword technique, causing snowflakes to fly in all directions.
"cut!"
He shouted softly, and a layer of red blood mist erupted from his body. The sword in his hand suddenly slashed out, and with great force, it struck a boulder half a man tall.
Bang~
The boulder suddenly cracked and exploded into two halves.
However, Jiang Ming's sword power did not stop and he continued to slash with the second and third swords...
It wasn't until the ninth time that his arm trembled and stopped, and the sword fell to the ground.
"It still doesn't work..." Jiang Ming frowned: "Every time I slash, my blood boils a little more... By the ninth slash, my blood boils and becomes uncontrollable, which is already the limit."
Jiang Ming is naturally not afraid of losing his life and hurting his origin... but his blood boiling is beyond his control.
Jiang Ming jumped into the cold river water, cleaning the blood mist from his body while thinking about how to suppress the boiling blood.
"After much thought, it seems that the only way I know now is Dr. Sun's prescription for nourishing blood..."