Jiang Ming bought roast chicken wine at Zuixianlou and walked to Jishi Hall with it.
Along the way, from inside and outside the city gate to the streets inside the city, patrolling soldiers could be seen everywhere, with their armors and swords waving, and their eyes vigilantly scanning everyone on the road.
There are far fewer vendors on the street, and some small shops have even closed. I heard that people who have a way have fled further south... It feels like a war.
At the door of Hunting Tiger Villa, there were two strange men standing. It seemed that they had recruited new people... Since the cooperation with Feiyun Castle, the foundation of Hunting Tiger Villa has become stronger and stronger, and it has been developing secretly. It is said that the number of third-rate warriors has increased.
A lot.
Although first-rate and second-rate warriors are stronger, third-rate warriors are the backbone of a force. Only with enough third-rate warriors can Liehu Village be qualified to set sail and steer the new ship. Otherwise, even if you board it, it will just be fishing...
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"I just don't know how far the ship Feiyun Castle can row!" Jiang Ming sighed in his heart. The battles in troubled times are extremely fierce, and no one dares to say that he can make it to the end.
There was nothing to do when he returned to the village, so Jiang Ming simply didn't go in and continued walking forward.
Jishitang.
As soon as Jiang Ming walked in, he saw Doctor Sun instructing his apprentice to get medicine. He smiled immediately after seeing him:
"Your kid is living happily in Ping'an Town...but you haven't been to my place for a while."
"I'm used to being idle in the mountains..." Jiang Ming smiled and cupped his hands, putting the wine and meat on the counter.
Doctor Sun made a growl in his throat, then rubbed his hands and said, "You're already here, what else do you have to bring... I really have nothing to teach you."
"I passed by Zuixian Tower and saw that there wasn't anyone queuing up... so I brought you one." Jiang Ming said nonchalantly.
"Hey, the world is so troubled... the people have to save food or run away, who is still in the mood to eat this roast chicken." Dr. Sun sighed and couldn't help but reach for the roast chicken.
Jiang Ming smiled: "You don't have to eat the roast chicken, but you have to drink your bowl of Qi-nourishing soup. Give me a bowl first... It's very uncomfortable to not be able to drink your medicinal soup in this town!"
Qi-nourishing soup is the secret medicine that Jiang Ming has been drinking in Jishitang. Although it has no direct effect on martial arts training, it has a miraculous effect in recuperating and sorting out blood qi, which is very helpful in improving the future upper limit of a martial artist.
If supplemented with this medicine every day, Jiang Ming's control over blood energy will be greatly improved. By suppressing the boiling blood energy, he may be able to chop more blood-burning knives...
Dr. Sun paused when he heard this. He slowly retracted his hand and looked at Jiang Ming with a faint look: "You kid... you came to bring me wine today, but your purpose is not pure!"
Jiang Ming didn't hide anything and said calmly: "Doctor Sun has a sharp eye, so I won't beat around the bush. I'm here today... just for your prescription. Please give me a price."
"You..." Doctor Sun pointed at Jiang Ming, wanting to be angry, but in the end he shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Do you know what I rely on to be able to open this medical clinic to this day? It's just these few prescriptions that are not shared with others. You
Tell me how I can sell it to you?"
"Of course I know...but this is not the only secret medicine you have in your closet."
Jiang Ming was not surprised and said with a smile: "The effect of this qi-nourishing soup is indeed good, but for most warriors, finding ways to improve their blood qi almost consumes all their energy and money. As for recuperating their blood qi, raising the upper limit is simply not possible.
Don’t care…”
"You can't sell a few bowls of your Qi-nourishing soup in a month. The world is in chaos now. Instead of holding on to your precious prescription, it's better to exchange it for some silver coins so that you can live more comfortably in this troubled world."
Jiang Ming spoke unhurriedly, Doctor Sun's eyes were also uncertain, and after a long time, he sighed heavily.
"Tell me, why did the world suddenly become chaotic?" Dr. Sun murmured: "When I was an apprentice, the world was peaceful and the people were prosperous. How come just a few decades..."
"Times have changed..." Jiang Ming sighed: "It is not a good thing for people to be rich. When the wealth makes people drool, the gentlemen want to use the knife!"
Dr. Sun smiled bitterly: "I feel chilled all over after what you said. I was afraid that some master would cut me with a knife. When the time comes, I realize that everything is empty and can't compare to you martial arts practitioners..."
He said lonelyly: "If the world wasn't in chaos and you dared to think about my prescription, I would have to kick you out!"
Jiang Ming smiled: "Thank you, Doctor Sun."
Doctor Sun was silent for a long time, then he looked sadly and sighed: "This goes against the ancestor's decision... The price is too low!"
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After a while, Jiang Ming walked out of Jishi Hall, put a handwritten prescription into his arms, and strode away.
But in Jishi Hall, Doctor Sun held the heavy bag of money in his hand, sighed for a long time, and then gritted his teeth, as if he had made some decision.
"In troubled times, you have to know how to adapt to live longer... If the chaos continues like this, my medical clinic may have to close down, so I'd better save more money to rest assured. Since we've already started, it's better to sell a few more copies... Xiao Liuzi,
Go contact some of our big and regular customers..."
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Jiang Ming naturally didn't know that Dr. Sun, the business genius, had begun to crazily violate his ancestor's decision, but he didn't care, as long as he got what he wanted.
After going to several drug stores in the city and buying large quantities of medicinal materials that were difficult to obtain in the mountains, Jiang Ming returned to Ping'an Town with a full harvest.
After staying for two days and giving instructions on Zhou Wenxiu's martial arts practice, Jiang Ming took medicinal materials and some salt pottery pots and other daily necessities and went into Yunmeng Mountain again.
The chaos is getting closer and closer, and Jiang Ming wants to improve his strength before he can rest assured.
"The killings were actually quite thrilling. If they were dozens of times stronger, they might have captured me and sliced me into pieces. It was too scary. I have to become stronger. When will I be able to kill everyone with one move?
Eyewitnesses, I am truly content..."
Outside the wooden house, Jiang Ming drank the entire bowl of qi-nourishing soup in one gulp. Feeling that the blood and qi in his body were much smoother, he raised his sword and continued to practice the blood-burning knife technique.
One knife, two knifes...
Puffs of blood mist continued to erupt from Jiang Ming's body, until he struck the tenth blow and then stopped.
"It really works..." Jiang Ming's whole body was blood red, like a bloody gourd, but his face was filled with joy.
Then he looked strangely: "I'm just practicing swordsmanship, and I've wasted decades of my life..."
"It's great to live forever, you can do whatever you want!"
Then he threw down his sword, went back to the house, drank another bowl of medicinal soup, and began to practice the Cowhide and Tiger Bone Technique.
"The medicinal soup given by Guan Feng is magical. The more I drink it, the better the effect. Now, after just one bowl, I can clear my mind of distracting thoughts and maintain an extremely focused state. It seems that I am getting closer and closer to the so-called 'artistic conception'..."
Just call it Qingshen Soup!"
Jiang Ming casually named this unknown secret medicine. He used Qingshen Decoction and Nourishing Qi Decoction every day. The Nourishing Qi Decoction practiced the blood-burning knife technique, and the Qingshen Decoction helped him understand the meaning of the tiger. The days passed very quickly...