Jiang Ming naturally did not rush to recognize Huang Xiaoying. He just felt that it was strange that in less than a year, a person had changed drastically.
If ten years, one hundred years, or ten thousand years pass by, will there be anything familiar in this world? Maybe only myself will last forever...
Jiang Ming sighed softly and stopped thinking about it. He bought some rice, noodles, meat and vegetables on the street, and picked up a watermelon. He returned to his small courtyard, fetched water from the well to prepare vegetables and noodles, and then threw the watermelon in.
Buckets, sunk into the well and chilled...
He planned to stay in the city for a longer period of time. Dayun Mansion has gone through four dynasties for nearly a thousand years, and the city has been destroyed and rebuilt, but the name has never changed. Rumor has it that it was the name given by an ancient immortal.
Although it has long been difficult to tell the truth from the false... but it is interesting to hear the calligraphers tell stories about historical or legendary characters and watch the babbling performances on the stage.
There is no chance to see these in Ping'an Town...
Of course, the main reason is that Ping'an Town has not been very peaceful these days!
I heard that the Cangshan Army's main supply camp was set up there to receive grain, grass and weapons shipped from the north. Nowadays, herb collectors are being arrested every day to go into the mountains to collect herbs to prepare reserves for the upcoming war.
"Damn it... Who did our herb pickers offend whom?"
Jiang Ming instigated the noodles he rolled out, but couldn't help but curse...
Jiang Ming was in a daze after consuming too much carbohydrates. He took a long nap in the afternoon and got up in the evening.
He fished the watermelon out of the well, cut it into large pieces and ate it, while he opened the Liuyun Jue he had taken back from the Old Snake Gang and looked at it casually.
"The so-called warriors must have the heart of martial arts before they can move forward bravely on the road of martial arts..."
It wasn't until there was almost no light between heaven and earth, and Jiang Ming's face was almost pressed against the book, that he finished reading the last page and closed the book.
He is still far from the peak of the second-rate warriors now, and he just wants to get to know the first-rate warriors first...
However, Jiang Ming gained a lot from this book. It not only contains the cultivation method of Liuyun Jue, but also some martial arts insights of the creator of this method and a description of the subsequent martial arts path.
"It turns out that a first-rate warrior is so terrifying!" Jiang Ming's eyes flashed: "According to what this book says, a second-rate warrior refines muscles and muscles, and a first-rate warrior tempers bone marrow...A first-rate warrior uses blood power to temper and nourish the bone marrow, making the bones as strong as refined iron.
, it can recover quickly even if its blood energy is exhausted.”
"Of course, the most important thing is that the body of a first-rate warrior can be covered with blood, and his combat power increases several times. Even the body of a peak second-rate warrior cannot stop a casual blow from a first-rate warrior."
Jiang Ming suddenly remembered the blood-burning sword technique, which also involves the blood flowing around the body and wrapping the blade. It seems to be similar to the fighting method of a first-class warrior. Perhaps it is to use the power that a first-class warrior can possess by overdrawing his lifespan in advance.
"But now it's just the blood covering the body, not the melting blood covering the body... I don't know how much the power of the blood-burning sword technique will increase after breaking through to the first-class level."
Jiang Ming is looking forward to this. After all, actual combat is the only criterion for testing truth. After yesterday's battle, he found that this sword technique is really easy to use...
With one stab, the person's head will fall to the ground, and with two stabs, the world will be quiet. It is really the right-hand man of Wushuang Gou Dao.
"You should practice more when you have time!"
Others only dare to use the ultimate move that can only be used to save lives, but they dare not use it more than a few times in their life. However, Jiang Ming can be an average A user, so naturally he has to study hard and practice hard to master it...
And through this book, Jiang Ming finally understood that above the first-class warriors, there are two realms of martial arts master and martial arts grandmaster, which are the martial arts masters that Old Zhoutou mentioned before, but Old Zhoutou didn't know much about them either.
I can only speak in general terms.
"It is rumored that King Cangshan is a martial arts master..." Jiang Ming muttered, no wonder he dared to rebel, he turned out to be a strong martial artist.
"But after becoming a martial arts master, is there really no way out?"
According to Liuyun Jue, the master of martial arts is the end of martial arts, and no one can surpass it for thousands of years...
"It seems that we need to make plans early to find the path to immortality."
Jiang Ming sighed. The prescription for controlling beasts that he got back then was obviously not something that a martial artist could create, but its origin was still unclear...
"If it doesn't work out, I will travel around the world... I don't believe that I can live for eighteen hundred years without meeting a cultivator..."
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In the evening, Jiang Ming continued to practice the Cowhide Tiger Bone Technique in the small courtyard and understood the meaning of the tiger...
Although this martial arts method can only be practiced to the second level, its intention is good. The indomitable, brave and fearless are consistent with the path of martial arts. Even if you do not practice this method in the future, you can still benefit a lot from it and maintain an indomitable mentality.
, which is of great benefit to practicing martial arts.
He almost emptied himself, his mind was clear and clear, he breathed and exhaled in the moonlight, immersed in the fist intention...
Suddenly, Jiang Ming felt bored in his mind. He opened his eyes for no reason and looked at a certain wall of the courtyard wall.
Phew~
A figure in black suddenly climbed up from the wall. Without making a sound, he turned over and landed on the ground silently.
Then...he saw Jiang Ming.
"Fuck..." The man in black's expression changed, he turned around and tried to climb the wall to escape.
Jiang Ming snorted coldly, kicked out a stone under his feet, hit him directly on the back of the head, and knocked him to the ground.
The man in black groaned and turned around... Jiang Ming was already standing in front of him.
"Hero, spare your life!" The man in black realized that he had kicked an iron plate and quickly begged for mercy.
Jiang Ming said expressionlessly: "I ask, you answer!"
"Okay, okay..." The man in black nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.
"What's your name? Why did you come to my house..."
The man in black hurriedly said like pouring beans out of a bamboo tube: "Master Qi, my name is Liu Chongjiu. He has some skills on his feet and usually does some sneaky work!"
"In recent days, I heard that many yards in the city have changed to new owners. I guessed that the gentlemen who bought the yards must have a lot of money, so I wanted to try my luck..."
Jiang Ming's eyes were indifferent, and he took out a packet of medicinal powder and poured it into his mouth: "This is a heart-destroying powder. If there is no antidote, you will die of heart-destroying death within an hour. Let's talk about it again..."
"Sir, have mercy on me, please have mercy on me..." The man in black was so frightened that he cried bitterly: "Young man is telling the truth..."
After a long time, Jiang Mingfang stopped asking questions. What this guy said must be true.
"After all, I didn't change my words until my death!"
Jiang Ming glanced at the corpse with blood dripping from the mouth, packed his bags and left the residence without hesitation.
Two days later, Jiang Ming, who had changed his appearance, bought a dilapidated courtyard and went into hibernation again.
But what happened that night reminded him often.
When Liu Chongjiu had not climbed over the courtyard wall, Jiang Ming was immersed in boxing practice and did not pay attention to the movement there...but he looked over as if instinctively, which was really hard for him to understand.
That feeling is like the perception of unknown danger, like a super-sense.
"It's definitely not a coincidence..."
Jiang Ming sat in the yard and meditated, trying to figure out the cause of super-sensation...