Jiang Ming sat in the tavern and listened for a while, and vaguely heard that the Liang family seemed to be an established family in the capital, and was called one of the six major families in the Yan Kingdom...
"It is rumored that there is a martial arts master sitting in charge, and the inheritance has been passed down for hundreds of years..."
Jiang Ming nodded secretly. No wonder Mr. Liang was so powerful that day. He was unable to fight back the stone he hit for a whole year. A super family that can be passed down for hundreds of years may have a more terrifying background than the royal family.
The Yan royal family has been in power for only two hundred years...
"After I break through to the first level, I might as well leave Dayun Mansion and go out for a walk. Maybe the capital is a good place..." Jiang Ming thought in his mind.
He has already seized the first-class magic formula from the Old Snake Gang, and with the help of various secret medicines, it is not a problem to practice step by step to become a first-class warrior.
However, Jiang Ming still has no idea how to break through to become a martial arts master from a first-class warrior...and no one in Dayun Mansion can give him guidance.
If you want to go to the next level, you have to leave this novice village and look for opportunities outside.
Moreover, as the capital is the center of power in Dayan, there may be more information about the world of immortality... This is what Jiang Ming values more.
"Hey, big news, big news!" Suddenly someone walked into the tavern and said excitedly: "It is rumored that someone has seen the King of Medicine. When I was about to arrest him..."
The man was panting and drank some tea.
"What's wrong? You're the one who said that!" Others said anxiously.
The man then put down the teapot and said with a smile: "The roots of the Medicine King were pulled out of the soil, as if they had sprouted legs, and disappeared in a flash..."
"What? How is that possible?"
"Whoever saw it... couldn't have eaten poisonous mushrooms?"
"It's absolutely true that people who entered the mountain went crazy... and asked for help from the forces behind them..."
"Hey, this mess is even bigger... I feel sorry for the herb collectors who were captured. They were caught among the warriors who were coming and going. I heard that several of them have died..."
"How difficult the world is..."
The tavern was in a mess, and Jiang Ming was slightly shocked... If this was true, then the Medicine King's background was huge.
He thought of the fire mayfly again, and couldn't help but become more curious about the secrets deep in Yunmeng Mountain.
"But curiosity killed the cat. I'm afraid many people will die this time..."
Jiang Ming's eyes were calm. He suspected that once the news spread, it would attract more than just top-notch warriors...
He is a second-rate weakling, so he should just play with wood...
After drinking, Jiang Ming left quietly, went around the east end of the town to buy some rice, flour, oil and salt, and then went back to his small shabby courtyard.
Passing by the door of his house from a distance, Jiang Ming took a glance without trace. In the yard, a girl was sweating profusely and practicing boxing hard. The yard was clean and tidy, and there were a lot of bacon, dried vegetables and the like hanging under the eaves... I guess.
It was a gift from friends at Liehu Village.
"There shouldn't be any trouble, but this life is richer than mine..."
Jiang Ming smiled and left quietly...
…
Time flies, autumn passes and winter comes... heavy snow falls, and the sky and earth are completely white.
Under the eaves, Jiang Ming was wrapped in a thick leather jacket and gathered in front of the stove... drinking hot tea slowly.
Yu Asheng was just a young carpenter, so naturally he couldn't be naked and shirtless in the cold weather like a warrior... Although Jiang Ming was not a professional pretender, he still tried his best not to reveal any flaws.
However, although he did not move, he was still secretly using the internal breathing method of the Oxhide Tiger Bone Technique, quietly tempering the muscles and veins of his physical body...
The road to martial arts is difficult and dangerous. Even if Jiang Ming is an immortal, he still needs to practice diligently in order to go further.
Half a year later, he practiced for several hours every day, and now he has achieved some results. His muscles and veins are much tougher than usual, and his skin, flesh and blood have also become much stronger...
Although there is still some distance between him and the second-rate master, a warrior below the second rate, even if he is carrying a sharp long knife, can hardly hurt him now.
"A few months have passed...the turmoil surrounding the Medicine King has finally subsided."
Jiang Ming's eyes flashed. Since the Fire Cloud Grass appeared more and more frequently a few months ago, the forces that have poured into Yunmeng Mountain have been coming in waves.
And after the news of the long-legged escape of the Medicine King spread, it triggered an explosion in the entire martial arts world, and countless masters came.
There was even news that there really was a battle between martial arts masters in the mountains, destroying a large forest as if it had been hit by a meteorite...
"However, since the beginning of autumn, the number of fire cloud grass has decreased rapidly. Now it seems that no one has collected it for half a month... but there is still no news that the medicine king has been captured..."
"Did Medicine King really become a spirit and escape? Or was he quietly captured by some powerful force..."
"Anyway...it seems like Madman Jiang should be back from Fucheng..." Jiang Ming suddenly said to himself.
Since the number of Fire Cloud Grass dropped sharply, those forces receded like a tide. Even the herb collectors in the town were released, but some people disappeared in the mountains forever...
Carpenter Yu Asheng originally existed to avoid trouble from King Medicine. Now that the trouble is gone, there is no need to continue maintaining this vest.
In addition, if everything is calm, it doesn't matter if Jiang Ming's true form can continue to stay in the city and be happy.
But now that the Cangshan Army's war is becoming more and more unfavorable, and the city is gradually becoming less peaceful, it seems abnormal to stay any longer...
That night, the young man Yu Asheng picked up his luggage and left Ping'an Town quietly.
As for whether he would be noticed by interested people, Jiang Ming was not worried at all.
In the past six months, the town has been a mess, with too many people coming and going. Even the site where Lao Scarzi was burned to death has been set up in tents. The departure of a young carpenter is not a big deal at all.
What.
Since the weather turned cold, Yu Asheng's livelihood has been greatly reduced... He stays at home all day and appears less and less in the town...
When he disappears quietly one day, probably only the uncles and aunties around him will ask a few questions, and no one else will care about him.
Maybe Zhu Shichang would be even happier. The yard is well organized and can be sold to others at a high price...
…
A few days after Yu Asheng disappeared, as the New Year was approaching, Madman Jiang took a carriage from Liehu Village back to Ping'an Town, carrying large and small bags of New Year's goods.
"What a coincidence that you came back. Something happened on the front line of the Cangshan Army!"
Guan Feng met Jiang Ming and said in a deep voice.
Jiang Ming glanced at him. This guy has been a dragon for more than a year. He hangs out with Wei Yan and those mysterious guys all day long. The news that can make him so serious seems to be a big deal for the Cangshan Army.
Moldy.
"Is the Cangshan King dead?" Jiang Ming guessed.
"That doesn't mean..." Guan Feng's head was full of black lines: "The Cangshan Army promised to break into the capital before the winter snow fell, but until now, it has not even broken into Jiangnan Mansion!"
"Just yesterday, the Cangshan Army's granary suddenly caught fire. Enough food for a hundred thousand troops for a month was burned..."